Tuesday, June 30, 2015

The Cast: Who's Who (June)


Here are the base models for June's characters.

AWL: The Adventures of Danny Chase

Danny Chase = Steven Walters (Pro Wrestler)

Monday, June 29, 2015

Route 69 S205: Nashville TN

"Dude, what the hell? You missed that same spot again."

Kyle goes, "Me? I'm pretty sure you missed that spot."

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Route 69 S204: Monterrey CA


"Dude, no kidding. Awesome."

My best friend Jeff and I are standing in awe. We’re on a small, secluded piece of soft sand in Northern Calfornia. It’s too small to be considered a beach. Massive rock walls and the Pacific Ocean surround us, the small trail we followed down here obscured. I'm loving the sound of the waves of the blue water crashing into the rocky outcroppings as we take in this private paradise. To a couple of New Yorkers like us, it's like a different world.

It's not my first time on the west coast, but it's always a great change being here. Jeff and I are definitely making the most of our California vacation. After visiting friends of mine in LA, we've come up the coast highway, stopping in Monterrey to see two more friends. The scenery just gets better the further north we come, especially from my vintage red 1958 Corvette convertible in the warm September air.

We're going to spend our last few vacation days in San Fran before we have to head back east for Jeff's next show. He's a pro wrestler for the Ring of Wrestling, a big indie fed that's just one step below the big boys. It's a big deal for him, so we can't blow it off.

Monday, June 22, 2015

AWL: The Education of Jake Justice 3

You Gotta Earn It

Damn, I never thought something like this would happen. My name's Jake Justice. I'm a rising pro wrestler for the American Wrestling League, the country's number two wrestling federation. Right now, I'm naked. I'm outside. I'm lying on a mat-covered wooden platform, staring up through trees at the open sky on a hot July night. I'm only 22-years old, but I can’t believe I’ll ever have a more perfect night than this.

Of course, I'm not alone. I'm here with two other pro wrestlers. They're naked, too. I’ve got my number one fantasy, Big Colt Hill, lying on my left, kissing my neck and another man I've dreamt about, Chainsaw Chuck Rollins, on my right doing the same. We’re at Chuck’s clubhouse, a secluded farm, just having finished a round of wrestling where Colt made me submit then made me cum in my first ever cockfight then fucked my ass.

I’m savoring all the attention as the new member of their private club. Finally, Colt rolls off me to the left, clearly exhausted from the heat and the action. The white muscle bear lies besides me at an angle, his huge legs draped over mine. He idly runs his right hand through my long blond hair. It feels nice. I reach my left hand onto his big right pec and run my hand over the hairy slab of prime beef. It feels really nice.

Thursday, June 18, 2015

AWL: The Education of Jake Justice 2


I storm into the backstage of the American Wrestling League facility, having just finished taping the main event for next Saturday's television show. I'm fucking pissed and ready for a real fight. My target, Chainsaw Chuck Rollins, is already halfway down the hall, having finished his post-victory interview as I was being rolled out of the ring and helped to the back. Chuck just looks me up and down then turns away. He walks past the locker rooms and into one of the private mat rooms at the far end of the hall. Chuck looks back at me, daring me to follow him.

Chuck and I are pro wrestlers with the AWL, one of the country’s biggest promotions. I’m Jake Justice, a new ‘face’ (good guy). I’m only 22-years old and have been in the AWL only a few months, but I'm already mid-card and rising fast. I'm 6'3" tall, but only 225-lbs, so I need to bulk up to be a true heavyweight star. Still, everyone knows I've got the skills and dedication to go far. I’ve also got the advice and support of my dad, wrestling legend Jack Justice, which helps.

Tuesday, June 16, 2015

AWL: The Adventures of Danny Chase 3

Am I a masochist? And if I am, is there anything wrong with that? I'm wondering about this as I stand in the shower, where I've been for almost 20 minutes. I'm a professional wrestler, using the ring name Daring Danny Chase. I'm trying to wash away the memories of the latest round of abuse, which involved some added humiliation in this very shower room.

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Route 69 S203: Los Angeles CA

"Hi, I'm Ben, this is Jeff. Is Cody around?"

"Hey, I'm Jae. Cody's running late, but c'mon in."

I look around the first floor gym, commenting on the nice setup. Cody's a personal trainer at a local gym, but he's opened this work-live space to handle private clients. He lives upstairs and trains folks down here. The equipment is new and really modern. I'm so used to cheap, grungy gyms that I forgot places like this exist. I guess if you're going to succeed in LA, you need some flash.

Monday, June 8, 2015

The Cave: The Adventures of SuperStar 3

The Cave: The Adventures of SuperStar 3

"Hey Cody?"


"Who's Ben?"

"I give up. Who's Ben?"

My boyfriend Jae says, "No, it's not a joke. It's a guy you know. I'm wondering if he's a good guy."

Friday, June 5, 2015

Route 69 S202: Kansas City MO


Dude goes, "Fucking watch where you're going, rook."

I step back then go, "Sorry, dude. Didn't see you."

"Didn't see me? DIDNT SEE ME? I'm 6'2"/230-lbs. How the fuck don't you see me?"

I'm headin' to workout. I was puttin' my earbuds in when I bumped into this dude walkin' outta the shower area. We hit shoulders. Total accident, nobody's fault, but dude's pissed. He's goin' off on me, callin' me a stupid blond bimbo, blind, retarded, a moron and all kinds of crap. Just for bumpin' into him. If he was bigger, I'd figure it was roid rage, but he's my exact size, except he's got five extra pounds of fat on him, so he's not as shredded as me.

Tuesday, June 2, 2015

Route 69 S201: Joliet IL

"Strip down, get in gear and we can talk while we wrestle."

I'm taken aback, "Sir?" 

"Don't call me 'sir'. Makes me feel old, kid. I'm only 35."

"Sorry, Mr. Quinn."