The Rematch

Jake spent the time since his match with Tom resting and working out. He spent hours exercising his body and working his muscles. His friends tried to convince him not to go back for another match but his pride had been wounded and besides, he never backed down from a challenge. Moreover, he thought that if he used his speed and agility, he could wear Tom down and defeat him. Meanwhile, Tom savored taunting Jake and his friends every time they came into the gas station. He looked forwarded to the rematch and wondered if Jake would really show up.

Saturday night came and the gym was again filled with Jake’s friends. Tom was the first into the ring, his big 6’7 frame stretching and loosing up as he waited for Jake to get to the ring. However, this time he had on tight black wrestling trunks with black boots. He taunted the crowd “where your wimp ass wrestling champ now?” Soon, Jake came toward the ring and climbed up and over the ropes. His body glistened in the lights and showed off his young, muscular build, tight in his gold Speedos. He looked confident and no one would have been able to imagine that he had been crushed by Tom a week ago. He grabbed the ropes and stretched, lifting his bare foot up onto the ropes. Soon the young dude, acting as ref, shouted to both men and then signaled for the match to begin.

Both guys circled each other and then, as Tom came in, Jake ducked under and behind him causing Tom to stagger forward. He slapped the ropes as he turned around and came back toward Jake. Again, as he came in, Jake ducked down and around him using his speed to his advantage. Again, Tom hit the ropes, but this time, as he turned, Jake was right on him with savant kicks to his upper body and then to his legs. Tom staggered back into the ropes and Jake continued to unleash numerous kicks to his body. Jake’s bare feet were hard weapons and he used them well. Tom staggered and went to one knee which gave Jake a shot at a kick to his chin which brought the big guy to the mat. His friends were screaming as he came in and began a series of hard knee drops to Tom’s lower back, after which he grabbed his legs dragging him out to the center of the ring. He grabbed Tom’s right leg and began to drop down on it with alternating knee and elbow drops. You could hear Tom’s screams all over the gym. Tom tried to move away, but Jake had his leg and kept the knee and elbow drops coming. Finally, he grabbed both of Tom’s legs and moving fast applied one of his favorite holds, the figure 4 leg lock. Tom screamed as Jake clamped it on and tried sitting up to reach Jake’s legs to pry them off. But Jake rocked back and forth adding pressure to the hold, forcing Tom back to the mat pounding it in pain as his screams echoed throughout the gym. Jake leaned back and forth adding pressure to the hold, as Tom screamed continuing to pound the mats with his arms. Tom knew he had to make it to the ropes and stretched trying to use his size to reach them. Slowly, he struggled, extending his arms to reach them. “Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” he screamed, as Jake tried to rock even faster to keep him from moving.

Tom thought his legs were breaking, but he finally was able to touch the ropes with his fingers and the young ref tapped Jake ordering him to release the hold. Jake jumped up quickly. Before Tom was able to do anything, the young stud was on him stomping his legs and upper body. Tom tried pushing him away, but Jake was like a pit bull relentless in his attack. He finally grabbed Tom’s legs and jerked him back away from the ropes reapplying his figure 4. “Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh” Jake screamed as he rocked back and forth adding pressure to the lock. “Give it up asshole,” he shouted, as Tom screamed from the pain. Fighting the pain, Tom again tried moving his body to the ropes and this time managed to grab them more firmly and pull more of his body into them. The young ref ordered Jake to break the hold which he did. Jake got up fast and came toward Tom but the ref tried pushing him back. It gave Tom a chance to catch some wind, but soon Jake was around the ref coming in and stomping at Tom’s legs. The ref tried to push him back and that opened the opportunity for Tom to deliver a hard low blow to Jake’s groin. Jake staggered back, going to the mat holding his groin, as he screamed rolling around the mat. He gasped for breath as the pain permeated his body. It gave Tom time to get up and shake out his legs. “Fucker, you are going to pay for that” he yelled as he made his way to Jake.

He grabbed Jake pulling him up by his hair and lifting him up high in a press. He held the young stud’s body up, turning around so everyone could see Jake and then brought him down in a gut buster across his bent knee. Jake felt his gut explode with pain as he came off Tom’s knee and begin rolling around the ring holding his gut. Tom shook out his right leg some more, as he grabbed Jake and turned him on his back beginning a series of hard knee drops to his gut. Jake’s body convulsed with each knee to his gut, and finally Tom dropped to his knees digging his large hands deep into Jake’s abs in an abdominal claw. Jake screamed in pain as he felt fingers digging deep into his gut. He tried to pry Tom’s hands off his chiseled abs, but they only dug in deeper. Jake thought that his guts were going to be pulled out. Tom laughed as he rocked Jake back and forth digging in deeper and deeper. “What’s the matter stud boy?” As the ref dropped down to see if Jake was ready to submit, Tom suddenly released the hold and Jake began to roll around holding his gut.

Tom got up and laughed. “There’s your young wrestling stud” he yelled to Jake’s buds and “he ain’t shit.” Tom then turned back to Jake who was slowly trying to grab the ropes. Tom reached down and grabbed his hair. “Here, let me give you a hand”, he said as he pulled Jake up. Wrapping his arms around Jake’s upper body, he jerked him up and over his right shoulder in an over the shoulder backbreaker and began to strut around the ring with the young stud hanging there. He walked to the ropes bouncing Jake up and down as he put him on display for his buds. “Here is your fucking champion. He ain’t shit.” He continued to strut around the ring as Jake tried to pry his hands apart, screaming as the pain worked its way throughout his back. He bounced the young stud up and down on his shoulders a few more times, and then unceremoniously dropped him to the mat.

As Jake hit the mat, Tom began to stomp the young stud’s body with his huge boots. Jake’s body convulsed each time his body was hit. The ref managed to push Tom back giving Jake time to crawl to the ropes. Tom pushed the ref out of his way and came around at Jake raining powerful arm smashes to his back and head. Jake sunk lower into the mat as Tom wildly pounded down his body. Finally Tom pulled him up by his hair and grabbing his arms, he tied up Jake into the ropes. He then began mercilessly beating on his abs, head and sides. Soon Jake lay listlessly in the ropes as the ref tried to push back Tom. Suddenly, out of the crowd one of Jake’s wrestling buddies, Andy, jumped into the ring and started beating on Tom.

At 5’11, 190 lbs, Andy also had a great body, but was dwarfed by Tom who turned and suddenly began pounding on him until Andy staggered back only to be grabbed by Tom and jerked up into a bear hug. He screamed as Tom’s arms wrapped around him pushing the wind out of his lungs as he was shaken back and forth like a rag doll. Tom increased the pressure as Andy struggled to break free from his iron vise. Tom put on the pressure and soon Andy went limp in his arms. Tom gave one last squeeze to his limp body and then dropped him and pushed him out of the ring and onto the floor. He then turned his focus back to Jake still tied up in the ropes. He came in again, pummeling Jake with fists to his gut, head and sides, until he finally stopped and slowly release him from the ropes. Jake sagged to the mat and slowly tried to move his body to get up. He felt Tom’s hot breath over him yelling that he wasn’t done yet. Suddenly he could feel Tom’s hands grabbing his hair and jerking him up to his feet.

Tom slapped Jake several times in the face as he held him in front of him and then holding him against the ropes, he ripped his Speedo from him again exposing his jock strap. He then jerked Jake out from the ropes and crotch lifted him up high and body slammed him hard into the mat. Jake’s back arched almost in half as his back hit the mats. Jake rolled over holding his hand to the small of his back pain lighting up every nerve in his body. He felt Tom grabbing his legs and rolling him to his back and then jerking his legs up, Tom twisted him over into a tight boston crab. He tried to hold back from screaming as his body was bent in half. He struggled in trying to power up and out of the hold. “ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH” he screamed, as Tom bounced on his butt locking in the crab. He pounded his fists on the mat as the pain flowed through his body and he struggled to break free. “Give me your fucking arms or I’ll break you in half”, he heard Tom yelling at him. Jake refused, and Tom began to bounce up and down on his bare butt bending him back even farther until Jake moved his arms along his sides Tom grabbed them and then holding on to them stood up and keeping Jake’s legs locked in began to swing him back, locking him in a combo surfboard/crab lock. Jake’s screams echoed the pain pulsing threw his body until Tom finally released him.

He lay still on the mat, his body racked with pain, until he felt Tom’s hand grabbing his hair pulling him up in front of him. “Time to make you mine.” And with those words he jerked Jake up high and tight into his bear hug. Jake screamed as he felt Tom’s arms wrapping around his waist. He pounded on Tom’s back trying to break free, but the hug only got tighter. Tom loved the feel of Jake’s struggle, and each time he felt Jake try to take a breath, he increased the power of his squeeze. He jerked Jake up, down, back and forth shaking him like he was a rag doll. He worked the hug bringing Jake’s smooth body tightly into his hairy pecs. Jake screamed as he tried to push back on Tom’s head. He struggled to get some wind. His head tossed back, his arms flailing, he began to weaken. Tom strutted around the ring with his victim jerking him back and forth as he applied more and more pressure to his hug. His huge 24 inch guns were ripped as they crushed their prey. Finally he stopped in the middle of the ring and whispered in Jake’s ear “I am going to crush you till you are nothing” and with that he began to violently shake Jake back and forth, flexing his huge guns as he crushed the young stud’s body into his own. His guns were pumped as he flexed and shook his victim with Jake arms and legs flailing as he was tossed back and forth. Jake couldn’t take it any longer and screamed out his submission several times. Tom ignored his cries, continuing to squeeze the young stud until he went limp in his arms, his head resting on his shoulder, with his arms hanging along his sides. Tom screamed as he gave Jake one final squeeze and then dropped him to the mat. He pointed at Andy who had recovered and was sitting with Jake’s friends. “You and your fucking stud friend ain’t shit and I’ll crush you and him together anytime.” He screamed as he pounded his fists against his chest and then climbed out of the ring and headed out. Meanwhile, Jake lay in a heap in the center of the ring as Andy and his other buds rushed in to check on him.