The Cave 26: The Bat vs. Master Peace

The Cave Locker Room.

“Kind of surprised you agreed to wrestle me, Cody.”

“Really, Chris? Why?”

Chris.

The Bat + SuperStar in “What a Croc!”

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The Cave 20: The Bat vs. Ram 2

My Bedroom.

“Cody? You're late tonight.”

“Yeah, sorry, Jae. Practice ran long.” I walk over to the bed and give my boyfriend a kiss. He's already washed up, stripped down and chilling with his iPad, waiting for me. I peel off my clothes, toss them in the hamper then head into the bathroom to clean up.

Me. Cody. The Bat.

The Bat + SuperStar in "Toying with Trouble"

Outside Toyboy's Lair

“Ready?”

“Ready.”

“Let's go.”

I take a step forward, but SuperStar grabs me by the bicep. I can't move against his yellow sun-enhanced alien strength. I scowl as he asks, “Don't you think I should go first?”

My eyebrow raises under my cowl. I simply reply, “No.”

The Cave 19: The Bat vs. The Owl

"Hey."

Jackson gives me a slight head nod, "Hey."

Jackson

Me (Cody)

AMU 100: The Cave Battle Royale

"I should be over there. Fuck, just look at them. The baddest of the bad. That's me."

I look to my right at Bird Boy, "Even if you were still a villain, which you're not, you still wouldn't be over there with them. Those guys are the best villains we have. You were never like them."

My new sidekick looks at me with anger and his muscles tense. He still has delusions of grandeur where his former identity of Spartan is concerned. The 20-year old is 5'11"/205-lbs and an impossibly ripped musclestud. He acts like he was a mighty heel in the wrestling ring, but in reality, he was a heel-jobber who only ever won one match outside the locker room. Otherwise it was nothing but defeat and humiliation.

My sidekick, Bird Boy

The Cave 17: The Bat vs. Moneymaker

"Finally! I finally get The Bat all to myself in The Cave ring. Yeah, strip off that cape and show me that sweet ass."

I smile, "Be careful what you wish for, man. Singles is different than tag. Maybe you should've aimed a little lower for your first Moneymaker match."

The muscleheel laughs, "Oh yeah, I love how cocky you are, hero. This is why I wanna beat on you so bad. I'm gonna make this a classic. Guaranteed."

I just nod before I drape my cape over the ringpost. I keep a watchful eye on the big muscleman and his 19-year old 'valet'. In his previous identity, my opponent was more of a hero, but as Moneymaker he's adopted a full-on villain persona. Just two weeks ago, Moneymaker viciously devastated and thoroughly humiliated his long-time tag partner before successfully banishing him from The Cave forever.

Moneymaker

The Cave 15: The Bat vs. Spartan

DING, DING, DING!

"Stupid move, Bat, agreeing to wrestle me. You should have kept ducking me."

I smirk as I climb into the ring, "What? Me, duck a jobber like you? You've clearly been hit in the head one too many times during your many losses."

The muscle freak ignores me. He flexes in a most muscular pose, tightening his incredible muscles, "Yeah, you didn't want any part of me before, but I finally got you! Now, you're going to be the next victim of Spartan's winning streak!"

The Cave 14: The Bat vs. Mimik

"Another villain down at the hands of The Bat! And you got to see it live!"

I rise up, thrusting my arms in the air then I strike a double bicep pose. In spite of being tired, my 205-lbs of muscle on my 6' frame responds, giving all our subscribers who are watching my victory posedown one last thrill before we shut the feed down.

I love the feeling of a hard-fought, best two-out-of-three, sex stakes match, especially when I win. And my fans love the sight of my muscles, pumped from action and covered in a coating of sweat. My exposed cock is finally softening after I claimed the ass of the very sexy villain Dr. Kaos, the unfortunate loser of the match. It wasn't easy and there was a moment in the third round where I thought things wouldn't go my way, but I gutted it out.

It's not that often that I get to do a live streaming match, but when I do, it's always a rush. I look over at my opponent, who's quietly rolling out of the ring. He stumbles to the curtain, simultaneously stretching his back out and rubbing his ass. After the pounding I just gave it with my steel 'bat-pole', that's no surprise.

The Cave: The Adventures of SuperStar 8

"Hey Cody."

"Hey Jae."

Me, Cody

Jae. He needs a shave.

The Cave 13: The Bat vs. Ram

"You ready, Cody?"

I smile at my best friend Ryan, "The Bat is always ready."

The Bat in the locker room

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.

The Cave 12: The Bat Meets Superboy

"Shit, I knew I recognized you." I hear this directed at me, so I turn to look.

It's Sunday and I'm in the shower stall after my morning workout. The guy who says he "recognizes" me is in the opposite stall, staring me down. It might be creepy, except that I'm in the private staff locker room at the gym where I work as a personal trainer. The guy is a new trainer, named Jae. We're all comfortable with ourselves, so even though my 6'/205-lbs body is naked and pumped, I don't think anything of it.

The Cave 10: Riddle's Return

BZZT! BZZT! As I’m pulling on my white bathrobe after a nice long shower, my phone rings. I’ve been waiting for a call back from a prospective wrestler, so even though I don’t recognize the number, I grab my phone, throw in my earpiece and answer the call, saying “Yo, it's Ryan.”

The Cave 9: Three's Company

Ever wake up and be unsure if you're dreaming or not? That's kind of how I feel right now. My name's Cody and I'm currently struggling to see the time through sleepy eyes. Thirty feet away, the huge digital clock on the wall over the door shines 12:14AM in red. Despite being less than half awake, I’m pretty happy for a guy sleeping naked in a wrestling ring.

The Cave 7: The Out-of-Towner

Background

So, if you've been following my exploits, you can skip down to the heading, Ben Comes to Town. But if you are new to my life story or want a refresher or just like reading, this first section is for you!

The Cave 6: Thunder Strikes

I strut into the arena, feeling better than I have in a couple of weeks. Yep, I feel good. I'm pretty much 100%, physically and I've successfully compartmentalized my personal situation, focusing on the future, not the past. I've impressed myself by being surprisingly resilient.

The Cave 5: Meet the Pink Punk (sigh)

I'm half asleep when I hear Ryan's voice, "Wakey-wakey, jobber boy. The Pink Punk has another match in twenty minutes." I feel light slaps on my face then ice water splashing down on my naked crotch. Not the best way to wake up, but effective. I jolt up, feel dizzy and fall back to the mat. I bring a hand to my aching head and slowly open my eyes.

The Cave 4: Big Trouble

I'm standing naked in front of the mirror in the locker room, checking myself out. Despite everything that happened today, I don't look too bad. My 6’0” tall, 215-lbs body is bruised, red and sore, but for the most part, I’m physically okay. I flex my biceps, but I don't hold it. It seems like a ridiculous thing to do, showing off my muscles. They didn't do me much good in the ring earlier today and won't for the foreseeable future.

Cody (me)

The Cave 3: Grudge Match

My name is Cody and I’m a wrestle-aholic. It’s been almost two months since my last competitive match, but not because I’m trying to kick the habit. No, I miss wrestling. Sure, I’ve rolled around in pro-fantasy matches lately with some willing jobbers, but I miss a real challenge. I miss being in the ring, testing my skills, wrestling for dominance. It’s not like I can’t find anyone to wrestle. I’m young (28), fit (6’0”/205-lbs of muscle), talented (14 years wrestling experience) and I live in Los Angeles.

Me (Cody)