Chat fight: Fury vs Kirk-2
Kirk: ref warning me as I slam your forehead back to the canvas and as the ref drops to check on you…slide my index finger into your hole and rub the tip of my finger against your prostate…BIG GRIN ON MY FACE…
Fury: my ass cheeks crawling up my ass cheeks, you grab my hair and slam my face into the mat, you working on my hole, FUCKER is in my ass REF, my dick getting wetter and wettter, slap the mat, start to crawl and claw to the ropes, my fans chant
Fury: KICK HIS ASS KICK HIS ASS
Kirk: pull my finger out of your hole as soon as you start yelling…slappppppppp those sweaty buns again…give them a good rub and pull with my fingers…
Kirk: lift my crotch up off your crossed and trapped legs…slide my one boot in between those crossed legs…bring your one boot toe around behind my upper calve keeping your legs trapped as I turn around facing away from you…
Kirk: suddenly fall backwards…my shoulder hitting the canvas beside your head…bring my hands over and cup your chin…arching your head up as I pull on your trapped legs at the same time…
Kirk: keeping you face down on the canvas…my crotch and abs arched up…my fans going wild now…arch that head up higher…work those trapped legs more…Cowboy crowd suddenly quiet…
Fury: you use a hold on the cowboy to work his spine and legs, arched up and grabbing my chin and pulling back, you are working me good on the mat
Fury: your boot holds mine in place, slap the mat, ref asking and I say NO WAY MAN, but feeling the strain
Fury: your dick high in the air in your thong
Fury: my bare ass flexing in my thong
Kirk: flex my arms and pull back on that chin some more…my arched up thong totally wet and dhowing off my outlined cock in it…my fans whistling…yours groaning…
Kirk: working your trapped legs…working your spine and back of your neck…turn my face toward your pained face trapped in my cupped hands on your chin…
Kirk: “give it up old man…the youngster got the upper hand now and I know this one hurts…would have to permanately damage you…after all once you give the fun times begins with my hogtied cowboy again”…laughing…ref asking asking…the roar of my fans getting louder…
Fury: grit my teeth, hear your smart ass, your face close to mine, reach over and send an elbow to your face
Kirk: arrrrrrrrrrggggghhhhhhhhFury: your fucking sweat blinds me, stining my eyes, fire another elbow into your face when I yell FUCK
Kirk: head snaps to the side again…head spinning…rocked by those two elbow blows…release your chin…pull my boot out of your trapped legs…
Kirk: rolling away to the ropes…coming up on one knee…leaning back against the ropes…giving my head another good shake…cowboy fans whipping themselves up again as the rassling vet pulls off a nice escape on the Kid…
Fury: released, feel the relief and my boots fall to the mat, wipe at my eyes to get the sting out of them
Fury: up to hands and knees then knees, hands on my back, working it out, my bare ass cheeks rest on the heels of my cowboy boots
Kirk: head clearing from the elbow blows…pull myself up to my boots using the ropes…stride over to you on your knees…
Kirk: grab your hair and rubbbbb your face into my throbbing wet thong…”yeah inhale that old timer…know how much you like it”…flexing my other arm…
Kirk: my fans going wild now…yours pissed…ref warning me but keep rubbing that face of yours into my spurting cock in my wet thong…
Fury: hear you coming toward me and grab my hair and make me lick and smell your dick and balls
Fury: grab your boots and upend your ass to the mat, then keep those boots in my hand and roll you over to your belly and criss cross your boots and step facing away from you and then fall back and grip your chin and apply the same hold to you that you had on me, I yell out as I appply the hold as my back is still sore, my wet thong in the air, ref asking you now, fans go wild
Kirk: ooooooppphhhhh back hits the canvas hard…winded and surprised…the vet moving quickly…rolling the Kid over to my sweaty stomack…WHAT THE!!!!!!!!!!!!
Kirk: suddenly feel my boots being used to lock up my legs just as I had yours locked up a minute or two ago…feel the canvas shake as your shoulders hit it beside my head…
Kirk: your hands now cupping my chin…arching my head up and back…working the back of my neck and spine…griding my thong into the canvas under me as you showcase your wet thong arched up while you work me IN THE SAME FRIGGING HOLD…
Kirk: screaming at the ref to screw off…Cowboy fans on their feet screaming out for the wily vet’s move on turning the Kid’s own painful hold on him…
Fury: arching backwards and dick in the air, cowboy yelling in pain as much as the young one, the arching of my back to apply the hold applies pressure to my sore back, ref asking you
Kirk: yelling at the ref to get out of my face as I scream out in agony at this reversal by the Cowboy…his black wet thong arching up and display for his whistling fans…
Kirk: bare buns dripping sweat down to the canvas…Kid’s hands up trying to pry the Cowboy’s hands off his chin…legs throbbing…back throbbing…pain building…
Kirk: getting nowhere…reach over and rake the eyes of the Cowboy with my one hand…
Fury: the kid does not stay in the hold near as long as the cowboy, uses one of his dirty tatics to break free at once, eyes raked and release the hold and fall to my back, big dick straight up, grab my eyes and big cowboy boots kick the mat, fans boo
Kirk: fans being treated to another hard fought classic matchup between the older experienced Cowboy and the youngster and they are loving it…
Kirk: lay face down on the canvas as I get released from that hold…my hands back rubbing my sore sweaty back and then sliding down to rub the back of my sore throbbing thighs…
Kirk: moaning on the canvas…bare sweaty buns jiggling up…slowly begin to crawl for the ropes…both rasslers getting a good workover from the other…
Fury: crawl the other way to those ropes, stand up slowly, my ass cheeks flexing and dick rock hard
Kirk: slowly pulling myself up on the opposite ropes…ass cheeks flexing and dick rock hard as well…so are the dicks of the crowd watching…
Kirk: shake out my sore legs…lean down…give the back of them another rub…arch my back…give it another rub…give my head a good shake and motion you out to the middle of the ring…
Kirk: raise my right arm…wiggle my fingers…grinning to see if your smaller height can even reach your fingers up that high…
Fury: come slowly to the center of the ring, you raise your arm and I raise a leg and aim my big cowboy boot at your gut
Kirk: out smarted myself as the veteran doesn’t fall for the test of strength…ooooooppppppphhhhhh double over and then drop to my knees…
Kirk: air blowing out of my mouth…coughing and gasping…arms over my sweaty boot battered bricks…
Fury: grab the strap of your thong and your sweaty hair and run and toss you out of the ring through the ropes to the floor, two step in the ring
Kirk: strap of my thong up my crack jerked as I howl out with the pressing of the front of my thong against my cock and balls…sweaty hair grabbed as well…
Kirk: jerked up off my knees and tossed like a piece of garbage out between the ropes…landing on the floor of the arena…grovelling face down…battered body sore…
Kirk: reaching my one hand up to the ring apron and trying to pull myself up off the floor…shaking my head back and forth…sweat shaking off my curly blonde hair…Kid shaken up…
Fury: climb the buckle closest to you and jump off with a body splash at you, the old fart rassler high flying, the fans chant COWBOY over and over
Kirk: still shaken by the toss to the floor…Kid’s body flattens out face down again as the Cowboy’s high flying body splash hits down on his hardddddddddd…
Kirk: hear the chant of COWBOY…then the chant of KID KID KID mixing in over and over…
Fury: get up slowly and flex over you, grab the back of your thong and pull you up and rub your face in my bulge keeping you on your knees
Kirk: MMMMMMMMMMMRRRRRPPPPPPP shaken up again…body sore from the pounding into the floor…hands up holding your sweaty muscled butt cheeks to keep me from falling over…
Kirk: head not only swimming from the body splash but from your Cowboy crotch scent in that wet thong…that Cowboy cock hard and rubbing back and forth against my face…
Kirk: trying to struggle up off my knees…my fans yelling encourgement…my lungs now beginning to fill with that hot scent…mmmmmmrrrrrrrrrrppppppppppppphhhhhhhhhhhhh…
Fury: smile and then move away and roll back into the ring and then back out, come to you and this time grab your hair and back my ass into your face to give you a BUTT BUTT made famous by the cowboy, slam my big ass into your face, fans laugh
Kirk: bare buns fall back on the hells of my boots…sucking in fresh air…your hot cowboy crotch scent lingering on my nostrils…sweat driping down off my meating pecs and abs…cock rock hard in my wet thong…body heaving…breathing heavily…
Kirk: don’t even notice you have broken the count before you back out and standing in front of me again…this time face away from me…those magnificent sweaty muscled butt cheeks of yours in front of my face now…
Kirk: BAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM my face hit by the famous BUTT BUTT of the cowboy’s…head snaps back…fall off the heels of my boots…sprawled out on the floor of the arena on my back now…face being given the cowboy crotch smother and now the butt butt move…cowbly fans going NUTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS…
Fury: fans chant for the GAS CHAMBER, back up over you and squat over your face, my ass in your face and squat there and grunt but NO FART, GAS TANK IS EMPTY, fans BOOOOOOOOOOO, no gas the for the kid, get up slowly and roll into the ring and stay on my knees by the ropes watching you
Kirk: hear that dreaded gas chamber chant going from from your fans…hear the loud NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO screaming out from my fans…Kid knows how deadly that famous gas chamber of the Cowboy’s is…means defeat for sure…
Kirk: trying to get up when that sweaty muscled ass of the cowboys is perssed down against my face…boots drilling into the floor…trying to avoid the inevitiable…know this could be it…
Kirk: then…TOTAL SURPRISE…that ass coming up off the Kid’s face…no gas chamber…either the Cowboy wants to punish the Kid some more physically or his tank is finally empty…either way the Kid know’s he’s dodged a close one here…
Kirk: Cowboy back in the ring…Kid rolling up to his boots…walking it off outside the ring…sweaty buns and back being patted by my fans…telling me to get back in there and take out this old timer…ref counting me out…
Fury: roll out under the ropes and grab you from behind and turn you toward me and chop those big sweaty pecs
Kirk: smackkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk sweat flies off my muscled pecs…stagger back slightly…eyes aflame now as this hot older veteran is taking it to the Kid and it’s time for some payback…
Kirk: reach out…grab your throat and thong…flex my arms…jerk you up above my head…strust around to the other side of the ring…showing off…
Kirk: laugh as your fans scream out…hear the ref stop counting and warm me as I squeeze your throat and thong in my hands…
Kirk: move to the steel barrier and let you go…your abs slamming down on the top of that barrier…hanging over it as I smackkkkkkkkkk your sweaty buttocks and walk away grinning…now my fans going nutssssssss…
Fury: lifted up easily as if your back had not been worked over before, youth pays off now, slammed with my gut over the railing, ass flexing and hanging there, fans BOOOO, some of your fans reach over and slap my face
Kirk: move back to you as some of my fans slap your sweaty face…grab your hair and jerk your head up while my other hand rubs over your sweaty buns and runs my finger along your thong strap up your crack…
Kirk: yelling at my fans to slap your face some more…some of your fans moving in to stop them now…fights breaking out in the crowd in front of us…
Kirk: ref really pissed at the Kid now…comes out of the ring to get in the Kid’s face and warn him to back off or he’ll disqualify him…Cowboy still over the top of the barrier with the Kid holding his face up by his hair and playing with his ass…
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