AMU 250.8: Dustin vs. Shawn

CODY’S ROOFTOP DECK. 

RYAN’S BIRTHDAY PARTY. 

LOS ANGELES CA.

“That it, Cody?”

“Just one more, Dustin. Remember Xaq? My trainee?”

“The kid who said I have a decent body for an old guy?”

“Yeah, that’s the one.”

I’m surprised, “He’s a millionaire?”

AMU 250.7: Maddox vs. Rafe

A BIRTHDAY PARTY ON CODY’S ROOFTOP DECK 

“Winston! Here you are. I was looking all over for you.”

Winston, a 5’7”/140-lbs twink, smiles at Xaq, his 5’11”/200-lbs muscle freak friend, “I’ve been right here, just talking to Jon.”

Xaq grabs Winston’s hand, “C’mon, let’s dance.”

AMU 250.6: Ari and/or Dev vs. Christian

RINGSIDE, BACK PARKING LOT

BEHIND CODY AND JAE'S BUILDING

RYAN'S 30TH BIRTHDAY PARTY

Christian (me)

“So, Christian, are you always such a hero?” 

AMU 250.5: Spence vs. Vin

Note: This story spoils the outcome of the match in THE CAVE UNDERCARD 15: MONEYMAKER VS. RED RAVEN.

RYAN’S 30TH BIRTHDAY PARTY

CODY’S ROOFTOP. LOS ANGELES CA. 

Spence (Me).

AMU 250.4: Larry vs. Nasir

CODY’S ROOFTOP. 

RYAN’S 30TH BIRTHDAY BASH.

“Okay, birthday boy, just sit down. Here’s some water.” 

The very drunk Ryan slurs, “I don’t want water, Larry.” He looks at me and rubs his crotch, “Larry, you know what? You’re hot. I’ve always thought so. I’m just a slut. Wanna fuck?” He grabs his bulge, “Climb on board.”

I sit with him and squeeze his leg, “You’re not a slut, Ryan.” 

“I am. I use men. I don’t mean to, but I do. Pete. Poor Pete. Luke. Corey. Mano. Even Cage. I’m 30 now and where am I? Cody has Jae. Pete’s got Paul. Did you see Luke with Jamie? Why can’t I figure out my life, Larry?” Oh great. Drunk and regretful. Kind of young for this, but I was the same at 50, wondering where time had gone. “Do you think I’m a bad person, Larry?” 

AMU 250.3: Mylon vs. Rufus

LOS ANGELES. MY BOSS’ HIGH SCHOOL BUDDY’S BIRTHDAY PARTY.

AND THE MOST IMPORTANT NIGHT OF MY BOSS’ LIFE. 

AMU 250.2: Javi vs. Vincent

CODY'S ROOFTOP DECK.

RYAN'S 30TH BIRTHDAY PARTY.

“Oh my god, JAVI! It’s so great to see you! Guess what? I just met Darcy McEwen. You know, the hockey player? I got a picture with him. He was sooo cool. And sooo hot. He asked me not to post it. Maybe because he had this stuff on his face and chest. Wanna see?”

I snarl at him, “Micah.”

AMU 250.1: Mano vs. Micah

SOME GUY'S ROOFTOP DECK.

A GUY NAMED RYAN'S 30TH BIRTHDAY PARTY.

“Fuck, Cesar. Just look at all this ass.”

My buddy nods, “Mano, you are the luckiest bastard I know. Thanks for bringing me along. Damn. All these stripped down, horny muscleboys and they come in every flavor.”

AMU 250: Party Time: Darcy vs. Jax

SATURDAY. RYAN’S BIG DAY! 

CODY’S ROOF DECK. LOS ANGELES CA. 

NARRATOR: CODY

“WELCOME TO RY’S 30TH BIRTHDAY BASH, GUYS!”

The Cave Unleashed 20: Prelude to a Party (Luke/Jamie; Pete/Paul)

6PM. TUESDAY BEFORE THE PARTY.

SANTA FE CHOPHOUSE 

NARRATOR: LUKE

I raise my beer glass, “Happy 30th birthday, Ryan.”

Ryan lifts his pint to mine but backs off. He jokes, “Whoa, whoa, whoa. That’s Saturday. Don’t age me early. How about we just toast to good friends and a fun night?” I agree. CLINK! We drink. As he sets his pint down, Ryan suddenly gets a worried look. He asks, “You are still coming to Cody’s party, aren’t you?”

The Cave Unleashed 19: Bird Boy/Toyboy vs. Enchanter/Scourge

THE CAVE RING AREA. LOS ANGELES CA.

Me. Xaq. As if you didn't know.

“It’s your lucky day, Birdy. We’re gonna wreck you.”

His bleach blond buddy smirks at me, “Since you get off on being humiliated, you’re gonna love what we got planned for you and your little master.”

The Cave Unleashed 18: Sammy vs. Guy (Asgard Ranch)

CHAPS SALOON. UNINCORPORATED REDWOOD PARK, CA.

“Howdy. I’m Sammy.”

The new bartender replies, “Shane.” We shake hands. “What do you do, Sammy?”

“Hand at Asgard Ranch.”

Me (Sammy).

CLAW 13: Tommy vs. The Ref (AWE)

ARIZONA WRESTLING EXTREME (AWE) PRACTICE RING (AKA LEE’S PLACE).

WHACK!

“WHOA! UH OH!”

SWOOSH!

“FUCK! OH! EEK!”

BOP! BOING! WHIFF!

“HUH? NO!”

SQUISH! “YIPE! UH!”

“WHAT?” SCREECH!

“AH!” CRACK! SPLAT!

“UNH! OH! FUH - UH - CK! UNH! UNH!”

Oh god. The pain! Did that just happen? It must have, because my balls are killing me! I’m lying in the ring with my ass up and head down after a face plant that followed … well, I can’t even describe what happened. I’m massaging my balls, which are killing me. I’m crying, but I hear hysterical laughing from outside the ring. I slowly move to my knees, still cupping my aching balls. My face is red with anger and embarrassment.

Me. Tommy. I'm in pain here.

The Cave Unleashed 17: 'Ice Cold' Ian Park vs. Gravedigger

TUESDAY AFTERNOON. MY ROOF DECK. LOS ANGELES CA.

“Fuck, Cody. That’s him. It’s really him.”

I laugh at my boyfriend Jae’s awe as we take a seat on the far end of our roof deck watching our surprise houseguest sun himself just 40 feet away. When I reached out with a vague request asking if an old acquaintance of mine could stay with us for a week, Jae was cool with it. Now that he sees the thickly muscular and chiseled Korean American pro wrestler lying on our roof deck in his speedo, he’s more than okay.

The Cave Unleashed 16: Dunk vs. Kent

OUTSIDE CODY’S GYM. LOS ANGELES CA.

“Oh, boy, why are you here?”

The driver says, “This is the address, right?”

I turn, “Oh, sorry, I wasn’t talking to you.” He stares at me. I explain, “I was just asking myself why I’m here. We’re cool. Thanks.”

I get out of the car and stand on the sidewalk. I pace outside the building. It’s hot but not oppressive. Instead of knocking, I take a walk. Why am I here? There’s nothing to be gained. Maybe I just want someone to talk to. Not that Cody and I ever talk that much. My mind wanders to how it all started over ten years ago. And how it blew up an hour ago. 

Me. Kent.

The Cave 27: Cody vs. Beau/Buck (The Road to El Paso 6)

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The Cave: The Road to El Paso 5 (Buck vs. Keith)

BEAU'S TRUCK. THE FUTURE FARMS. EL PASO.

“See you in a bit, Buck. Shouldn’t take long for me to pack up.”

I wave, knowing that’s a lie. Beau heads off to pick up his stuff, but I’m not going because he doesn’t want me there when he sees his brother Toby again. During our 4-hour car ride here from Dusty’s, I argued multiple times that I should handle this for him or at least go with him. Beau wouldn’t hear it. He wants to do it himself. He knows it will be drama. He knows Toby will provoke him. But he says he can deal with it without losing his temper. I hope he’s right.

I really doubt he's right. But I get it. I never had a brother, but even I know that sometimes, brothers gotta handle their own business. (To see how the brothers handle their business, read The Cave: The Road to El Paso 4)

The Cave: The Road to El Paso 4 (Beau vs. Toby/Zeke)

CABIN #3. FUTURE FARMS. JUST EAST OF EL PASO TX.

Me!

“Beau! My prodigal brother returns. And a day early. You should’ve called ahead. I would’ve put the mats away, so you wouldn’t be reminded of how Keith kicked your ass all those times.” 

“Fuck you, Toby. I’m here to grab my shit and go.” Beau pushes past me. “Keep your mouth shut and stay outta my way and it’ll all be good.” 

The Cave Unleashed 15: Zeb vs. Doug (Asgard Ranch)

Previously in The Cave ...

The Cave Unleashed 14: Asgard Adventures 1 (Zeb vs. Josh)

CABIN. ASGARD RANCH. NORTHERN CALIFORNIA.

Uh oh.

Mr. Doug, my boss, is awake.

Mr. Doug.

I’m Zeb. Short for Sebastián. I’m 21-years old, 6’1” tall, and a muscular 220-lbs. I’m lying naked on wrestling mats, outside in a secluded wooded area of Asgard Ranch. I’ve worked here as a ranch hand for only a week, but I already know that I love it. I’m on my stomach, propped up on my forearms. My bare brown ass is lined with ropes of fresh white cum. Josh’s cum. He’s the 6’2”/240-lbs musclehunk who just beat me then fucked me in a wrestling match.

The Cave Unleashed 14: Zeb vs. Josh (Asgard Ranch)

MAIN HOUSE. ASGARD RANCH. NORTHERN CALIFORNIA.

“Oh. It smells good in here. Are you making dinner, sir?” 

“Uh, yeah. That IS why I invited you up, Zeb.” My boss tilts his head, “I’ll warn you now, no one will deliver food out here. And I wasn’t going to just microwave something. Is anything wrong? Does it smell gross?”

“No, sir. I’m sorry, it’s just, I was … uh …” I don’t know how to finish my sentence. I clumsily extend my arm, “Here’s a bottle of scotch. For you. The guys said it’s what you drink.”

“It is. You shouldn’t have spent your money on me, but I really appreciate it. Take a seat. What can I get you to drink?” My boss looks at the bottle, “I’ll be having scotch on the rocks.”

I stammer out, “That sounds great, sir.”