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Texas College Championship Wrestling 13
Jordan (MW) versus Patrick (MW)
The Chairman smiled. A nice-sized crowd had turned out for the impromptu event. He might add weekday cards for the rest of the summer. There were 39 middleweights registered, most of whom had seen some action, but all wanted more. The fact that Elton had showed up and fought on every card recently made a number of guys jealous. This night would hopefully quell those rumblings.
IN OUR FIRST MATCH OF THIS SPECIAL EVENING WE HAVE A MIDDLEWEIGHT CHALLENGE TO ONE FALL WITH A THIRTY-MINUTE TIME LIMIT. INTRODUCING FIRST, THE CHALLENGER, WEIGHING IN AT 181 POUNDS AND WEARING THE BLUE TRUNKS, HERE IS JORDAN!
Jordan came to the ring with two new escorts - cheerleaders from Simpson College. Jordan was extremely popular on campus and had no trouble convincing girls to join him. He looked confident, regal and unfazed by his recent woes. He paraded down the aisle not stopping for fans.
His friends spread the ropes for him and he entered. He did a spin in the middle of the ring and let the girls remove his robe. Jordan looked in even better shape than he had in his last match. He had been working hard to get as hard and strong as possible. He was tired of being the joke of the league. It was beginning to affect his standing on campus. He didn't mind losing as much as he minded people not kissing up to him and begging to be his friend.
Jordan wore very small and tight royal blue trunks. He toured the ring, letting everyone get a good look at his hard body and perfect face. He flexed and posed for the throngs. Jordan moved to his corner, folded his arms over his chest and waited. He spread his legs slightly, puffed out his chest and put on a smug look.
He would get everyone's attention tonight. Unknown to anyone, he had already dealt with Elton in the back and would now deal with his little dog, too.
AND HIS OPPONENT, WEIGHING IN AT 160 POUNDS, WEARING THE RED SINGLET, HERE IS PATRICK!
In the back, Patrick had waited for Elton but he never showed. Patrick hoped everything was all right. When his name was called, Patrick came charging out of the back and ran down the aisle at full speed. He leapt forward and dove under the ropes, sliding into the ring with energy. He leapt up and pumped his fist to get the crowd going. The crowd rewarded the lean blond 18-year old with a thunderous ovation.
Patrick lifted the straps on his low cut singlet and looked to Jordan. Jordan was impassive, looking down his nose at the 18-year old freshman across the ring. Patrick bounced back and forth, loosening up as the ref explained the rules and did the equipment check.
Patrick extended his hand for a shake. He wanted to do it while the ref was right there. Jordan reached out and shook Patrick's hand. He backed into his corner.
Patrick felt relieved. He had thought Jordan would refuse his hand. Maybe Jordan had learned something about sportsmanship. Patrick could see that Jordan was definitely taking his workout regime seriously. He was amazed at the transformation.
Jordan's once-soft abs were rippling with power. He was brimming with the confidence of a guy that was strong and at the top of his game.
The bell rang and the match began.
Patrick charged Jordan, deciding to be more aggressive in this match. He pushed Jordan and whipped him off the ropes. When Jordan bounced off, he was met with a flying cross body that flattened him onto the mat.
Patrick hopped off Jordan and stomped his mighty shoulders. Patrick's really laid the boots to Jordan, knowing the blond muscle god was tough and needed to be softened up. Patrick forced Jordan to his feet.
Patrick whipped Jordan into the corner, sending him in hard. Patrick ran to the corner. When he was close, he moved forward into a handstand. He wrapped his feet around Jordan's head and pulled forward. Jordan was pulled out of the corner and flipped over Patrick, crashing hard onto his head! Patrick wound up sitting on Jordan. He laid his fists into Jordan's shoulder!
Patrick continued to take it to Jordan. He jumped into the corner and did a monkey flip back over the larger wrestler. Patrick splashed Jordan hard. The ref got a two-count before Jordan kicked out. Patrick reached into Jordan's thick mat of blond hair and dragged him up. He hammered forearms into Jordan's head, staggering the blond superstud even more.
Patrick wrapped his arms around him and lifted. Jordan felt himself going into the air, shocked that Patrick could get him up. Patrick had turned Jordan over his shoulder. He lowered him down and delivered a shoulder breaker - exactly the way Elton had taught him. He drove Jordan's shoulder into his knee then dropped him to the mat.
Jordan scrambled for the corner, nursing his large shoulder. Patrick wanted to stay focused and aggressive. He moved into the corner to punish the older blond stud. Jordan pled for mercy and the ref put his hand on Patrick, warning him not to attack Jordan in the corner. Patrick turned to the ref to respond.
Jordan lunged forward and grabbed the distracted Patrick's singlet. Jordan rolled back, gripping the lycra tightly and dragged Patrick into the corner. Patrick was dragged downward, smashing his head into the middle turnbuckle. Jordan slid out of the corner.
The ref was berating Jordan for his move. Jordan ignored the ref and lifted Patrick's head. He smashed it repeatedly into the middle turnbuckle. He then lifted Patrick up as though going for a suplex. He held Patrick aloft for another few seconds, then, instead of falling back, he dropped Patrick down onto his head and shoulders! The crowd gasped and Jordan smiled broadly. He had practiced that move for a long time and knew he was the only one in TCCW who could execute it properly.
Jordan walked over to the dazed Patrick and got ready to teach the kid a lesson he would never forget!
Jordan forced Patrick to his feet and whipped him across the ring. He flattened Patrick with the powerslam. Patrick was spread out on the mat, his back in spasms. He had practiced the powerslam for his own finisher but had never delivered one like that.
Jordan forced Patrick to his feet and placed the 'jobber's' head between his legs. He squeezed his rock hard thighs together. Patrick cried out as Jordan locked on his vice-like legs. Jordan reached down and clutched Patrick around the waist. In one smooth move, he lifted and powerbombed the helpless wrestler into the mat!
Jordan drove down hard with his body, making sure to make the powerbomb as devastating as possible! He slid between Patrick's legs, over his abs and chest, before kneeling beside him. Jordan lifted one finger into the air. He pointed to the roof and then down at Patrick. Slowly, Jordan lowered the finger onto Patrick's chest.
Jordan smiled as the ref had to count his humiliating pin. The ref slapped his hand down once, Twice but before he got three, Jordan raised his finger! Since no part of his body was touching Patrick, the pin was broken.
The ref glared at Jordan who ignored him. Jordan slid his right leg over Patrick's waist. He planted all his weight on Patrick's abs. The ref began counting again. This time, Jordan pulled Patrick's shoulders off the mat by yanking on Patrick's thick blond hair. The ref warned Jordan.
Unfazed by the threat, Jordan grabbed Patrick by the ears. He picked up Patrick's head and slammed it repeatedly into the mat. Patrick felt the lights going out again; then everything was dark. Jordan stood up and towered over the unconscious wrestler, satisfaction written all over his face.
The ref knelt down and lifted Patrick's hand once. It fell limply to the mat.
The ref lifted Patrick's hand twice. It fell limply to the mat.
When the ref reached for Patrick's hand for the third check, Jordan bent over Patrick and roughly slapped his face. Patrick woke up. He automatically held his hand up, not fully aware that it meant the continuation of his destruction.
Jordan greeted Patrick back to consciousness with a series of hard punches to his pecs. Jordan really laid into each blow, feeling the once-hard muscles starting to fail. He smiled cruelly.
Jordan stripped down Patrick's singlet straps. He opened his hands over Patrick's firm pecs and then clamped down hard! He clawed Patrick's pecs tight. The younger wrestler cried out in pain. He squirmed and raised his own hands to lift the claw but couldn't.
Jordan bent his knees and stood up - but he did not release the claw! He pulled Patrick to a standing position by his pecs. The pain was excruciating! All the brave Patrick could do was scream. Had the ref asked him, he would have surely submitted but the move was so fast that the ref did not have time to get out the question.
Jordan muscled Patrick into the corner. He lifted Patrick's legs, spreading each one over the middle rope on either side of the turnbuckle. With Patrick's legs spreadeagle and trapped, he pulled Patrick's arms behind the top and middle turnbuckle. He reached down and brought Patrick's singlet straps under the middle rope. The singlet fell low on his body, revealing the waistband on Patrick's jock and the top of his bubble butt.
Jordan looped Patrick's singlet straps around his wrists until they were tight. Patrick's arms and hips were trapped completely. His singlet was stretched taut - Patrick was bound without hope of escape.
What could the sadistic blond muscle wrestler have in store for his victim?
Jordan hopped onto the middle rope. He hammered fists into Patrick's head. Jordan then grabbed Patrick's blond hair and pulled the helpless blond wrestler's face forward into his ample pouch. Jordan swayed his hips, rubbing his crotch all over Patrick's face.
The crowd was in awe. They were split between those who were disgusted by the simulated lewd act and those who were excited by the new level of domination and humiliation in TCCW. But everyone kept watching from their unique vantage points.
The people behind the action could see Jordan's spandex-covered butt moving back and forth, gyrating wildly. Between Jordan's legs they could see Patrick's pecs sagging and his abs going in and out as he breathed hard. They could also see the top of Patrick's jock and the singlet straps cutting into his legs as he struggled. The people to the sides could see Patrick's nose and mouth buried in the royal blue trunks, as they moved in and out. The people behind Patrick could see the amazing definition in Jordan's abs and chest and watched as Patrick's head moved back and forth, side to side as he was defiled in the ring.
The ref was trying to untie Patrick's hands, and unable to see Jordan's humiliation of Patrick. Jordan kept his feet in the way, slowing the ref down. Jordan smashed his forearm into Patrick's head, sending the already crushed wrestler into complete oblivion again.
The crowd roar rose to unimaginable peaks as they saw down the aisle. Jordan recognized the roar and turned to see Elton charging down the ring.
Jordan made a "bring it on" motion. Elton leapt onto the apron and started to enter the ring. The ref grabbed him around the waist, preventing him from getting involved. Jordan looked at the restrained Elton and used the ref's distraction to good use.
Jordan, with Elton watching, drew his foot back and drove it forward up into Patrick's wide-open crotch. The shot woke Patrick up as he howled in agony. His eyes rolled back in his head
Elton was furious! Jordan had entered his dressing room to make peace. He had ended up locking him in his dressing room. If Elton hadn't had his cell phone, he would still be trapped. It took the promoters 15 minutes to get him out. That was all the time Jordan needed to punish Patrick.
Elton moved the ref out of his way. As he moved forward, the ref locked his arms around his waist and held firm. Elton looked down to remove the grip. When he did, Jordan charged.
Jordan drew back his foot and laid a massive kick into Elton's crotch! He then started hammering Elton's head with forearms. After three of the hard shots, Elton tumbled out of the ring onto the hard floor.
Jordan followed up. He leapt from the apron, splashing Elton. Jordan forced Elton to his feet and whipped him into the ringpost. Elton stumbled back and Jordan delivered a reverse DDT to put him away.
By this time, the ref had freed Patrick. Jordan rolled into the ring. He saw Patrick free and on his back. Jordan calmly walked over and put his right foot on Patrick's crotch. He pointed at the ref and said, "Count."
The ref debated for only a moment before he dropped down to count. He could have DQ'ed Patrick for Elton's interference but made the snap decision to make the count.
It was a simple one, two, three, as Jordan flexed over his destroyed victim. Jordan immediately went back out of the ring. He saw Elton miraculously stirring. Jordan confidently approached him.
Jordan forced Elton's head between his legs. He reached down and hoisted the 187 pound black muscle stud up. He delivered a piledriver onto the concrete floor!
Elton was done. He was completely unconscious. Jordan exerted his own great strength to lift Elton over his shoulder. He carried the defeated stud back into the ring. Jordan locked his Boston Crab onto the unconscious warrior. Elton's back was stretched for a full five minutes!
Jordan finally released the hold. He positioned the still unconscious Elton in the corner. He repeated his binding exercise with Elton. Jordan had to chuckle. The singlets made it so easy to hurt these guys.
He stretched the muscle stud's singlet down to his hips. He then tied his arms up. Elton was hung in the ropes for all to see. Jordan proceeded to bitchslap, kick and punch his big body. Jordan kept up the attack, even going so far as to repeat his crotch-to-face torment that he had used on Patrick.
It was an even bigger thrill to dominate and embarrass Elton in front of the shocked crowd. Jordan suddenly remembered Patrick. He left Elton and re-tied him up in the opposite corner so the two wrestlers could wake up and see their mutual humiliation.
Jordan slapped each of them awake. He laughed as Elton struggled to tear the singlet, only to wince in pain from his aching body. Jordan had really done a number on him!
Jordan saw Toby and Wesley watching the result in awe. He had sent his friends to invite them to watch the match. Jordan smiled and waved. He mouthed, "You're next!" to the wrestlers, sending shivers up their spines.
This wasn't "Jordan the Joke" any more. He was serious and dangerous. The blond god was nobody's fool any longer.
*****
The promoter charged up to Jordan. "Jordan, you are suspended for two weeks, effective immediately! You damaged arena property when you busted that lock. You endangered another wrestler by locking him in there. We had to let Elton out of his dressing room! Now I know why you wanted him to wrestle later. You figured no one would go looking for him and you could finish your awful deeds!"
Jordan looked calmly and said, "I'm suspended? Fine with me. See you in a couple of weeks. By the way, thanks for freeing Elton. I think it worked out way better."
Jordan laughed the whole way out. He would get a few weeks off to do nothing but train. He knew Elton would be gunning for him. But he also knew Elton would be stupid enough to fight Noel tonight. After the beating he had just taken, Jordan knew that would turn into a squash. When they met again, Jordan would finish the job. There was no way Elton would last in TCCW!
Jordan looked forward to seeing people on campus again. Once again, he would rule! Everyone would be back to kissing his ass again!
*****
Elton and Patrick were finally freed and carried to the back. The Chairman decided to carry on. There had been worse beatings in TCCW. The Chairman winced as he saw who was next. Vinny ... one of Kevin's wrestlers against a novice. The Chairman wondered if he shouldn't give a warning to young Vinny ...
THE END
I appreciate the added model pictures by the way. It always helps add to the visuals in my head
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