Chat fight: Fury vs Kirk-3
Fury: face and ass red from the slaps, pain in my gut and chest, eyes barely open, that move of the kids did a number on the old fart
Kirk: release your hair and pull my finger out of your crack…raise my arms and take in the cheers of my fans and the boos of yours…”YOU WANT HIM BACK IN THE RING…YOU GOT IT” i yell at the ref…
Kirk: grab your hair and the thong strap up your ass…jerk you up off the barrier and throw you back into the ring under the bottom rope.
Kirk: ref rolls back in to check on you as you finally come to stop on your back…slowly climb the corner ropes…get to the top rope…thrust my arms up…taking in the cheers of the fans…licking my lips as I check out your hard sweaty muscled body laying out on the canvas below me…cock thrusting in my wet thong…buttocks jiggling…
Fury: finally back into the ring, big dick up in the air, one cowboy boot kicks the mat, old fart fucked up
Kirk: yell at the ref to get out of the way…crowd on their feet…mine screaming out KID KID KID…yours screaming out WATCH OUT COWBOY WATCH OUT COWBOY…noise defeatening…
Kirk: thrust my boots up off the top rope…bring my knees up to my chest and abs…clutching me…somersaulting over…flying through the air…
Kirk: ready to lay a cannonball butt bomb on this old fart and end his misery…hushed silence suddenly comes over the crowd…
Fury: bring my knees up when you come flying in and you bounce off them
Kirk: OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG your knees slammmmmmmm up into my butt and tailbone…pain shoots up my spine…
Kirk: rolling around on the canvas…boots kicking the canvas…hands on my butt and tailbone…rubbing them hard…tears in my eyes…SHAKEN badly by that knee blow…
Kirk: cowboy fans ROARINGGGGGGGGGGGG…mine slump back in their seats…can’t believe what just happened…Kid in major trouble in the ring…
Fury: roll over and push you on your back and cover for the one, ref down and counting
Kirk: body heaving and sore from missing that move…laid out on my back…pinned…breathing heavily…sweating heavily…
Fury: hoist that leg up and ref slaps two
Kirk: leg hoisted…bare buns of the Kid on display…too sore to move this old fart…lift my other leg and let my boot drop down over the bottom rope to break the count…
Fury: lick your left nipple and then drop your leg and crawl on your chest and reach down and apply my famous cowboy face claw, dig into your temples, ref checking
Kirk: moannnnnnnnnnnnnn as you lick my nip…cock jerks and leaks some more in my already totally wet thong…other leg dropped as you break the pin…
Kirk: battered sweaty body now crawled on my the cowboy…straddling my sweaty pecs…your sweaty buns rubbing into my sweaty meaty pec mounds…
Kirk: ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH boots pounding into the canvas as you apply another of your classic holds on the Kid…the cowboy claw to the face…
Kirk: hands up grabbing at your wrist…desperately trying to pull your hand off my face…feeling those fingers digging in…head aching…spinning…
Fury: my bare ass on your chest, dig in with a vegeance, slamming the back of your head into the mat, ref checking you and your shoulders
Kirk: dizzy…dis-oriented as the back of my head slams into the canvas again and again…head in big time pain as it feels the pressure of that dreaded cowboy claw…
Kirk: thrusting and bucking under you…my pecs thrusting up into your buns…my boots slamming into the canvas…my legs thrusting from side to side…
Kirk: Kid likw a wild man…succuming to the pressure of the claw…Kid’s fans worried…begin to thrust my knees up into the cowboy’s back…ring beginning to spin…
Fury: one of your knees catches the sore spot worked before from your back hold and I yell out in pain and fall to the side of you on my back, hand goes to my back, cowboy boots kick mat
Fury: my fans groan and moan
Kirk: RELIEF as you fall off…Kid still pretty sore from missing the cannonball…face clawed…head spinning…the cowboy claw taking it’s toll on the kid…
Kirk: weak as I roll for the ropes in the corner…pull up to my bare buttocks in the corner…rubbing my face…trying to get the effects of the claw out of my head…
Kirk: trying to get time to ease the pain to my buns and spine after missing my butt bomb attempt…crowd APPLAUDING both rasslers as they can see once again they are giving it their all as they always do rassling against each other…
Fury: crawl to the opposite corner and and pull up to my boots and see you across the ring, come racing over all of a sudden and then drop down for a baselball slide into your groin, your fans shout MOVE KID, my fans chant HOME RUN
Kirk: my aching body sore…rubbing my face after that claw…don’t see you coming…hear the shouts of my fans too late…
Kirk: OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG those boots slam into the Kid’s crotch hardddddddddddddddd…almost throw up from the impact…
Kirk: bare buttocks thrust back toward the ring post…double over laying face down on the canvas…hands under me rubbing my crippled crotch…toes of my boots tapping the canvas…moaning out in pure painnnnnnn…
Kirk: COWBOY HAS HIT THE HOME RUN ON THE KID AND HIS FANS ARE GOING BALLISTIC…KIDS FANS GROANING IN SYMPATHY FOR THE KID…
Fury: get up slowly, adjust my dick in my thong and do a two step around the ring, my fans are wild
Fury: move over to you slowly and grab your head and pull you up slowly to your knees, grind your face against my bulge and rotate my ass around and grind it against your face now, my fans go wild, yours boo
Kirk: Cowboy prancing around the ring in his wet thong…hear the fans going totally nuts as the Kid suffers badly from that booming double boot blow into his wide open thong covered crotch…
Kirk: Kid massaging that sore package…barely with it as the pain in my crotch is so intense…seems the Cowboy has found another finisher to use on the Kid…
Kirk: head suddenly jerked up by my hair…face rubbed into your wet thong…inhaling your Cowboy crotch scent again…like an afrodisiac but Kid reeling so much from the boot blow it’s not working as my head fills with that hot scent…
Kirk: face slumped against the crotch of the Cowboy…my hands still massaging my sore crotch…feel you rotating…my face now slumps against your hot sweaty muscled buns…my nose slides into your crack…rubs against your thong strap…your ass scent now mixing with your crotch scent swimming in my head…
Kirk: Cowboy fans going totally APESHIT…Kid’s fans yelling for him but can see the boot blow rocked him badly…some can’t bear to watch…some yell out…”KID…KID…WATCH OUT…WATCH OUT!!!!!!”…
Fury: raise one cowboy boot off the mat and smile at the fans, reaching back and holding your face in my ass crack, fans chant gas chamber and hold their noses, ref stands back and holds his nose
Fury: one leg in the air and FARTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT in your face
Kirk: feel your hand on the back of my sweaty curly blonde hair…keeping my face smothered up against your ass…mmmmmmmmrrrrrrrrppppphhhhhh…
Kirk: the pain in my crotch still throbbing as I continue to massage it…eyes suddenly go wide as I hear your fans yelling out for the gas chamber…hear my yelling…NOOOOO NOOOOOOOO NOT THAT…
Kirk: thinking the same as I try to bring my face back from being pressed into your muscled ass mounds and crack…can’t with your firm hold on the back of my head…
Kirk: everyone in the arena knows what’s coming…even my fans have their noses pinched…only nose not being pinched is mine…but then it too is being pinched between your cheeks and into your about to become deadly crack…
Kirk: that right leg coming up…OMGGGGGGGGGGGG that intense acrid smelly FARTTTTTTTTTTTTT of the Cowboy’s BLASTING into the face…nose of the suffering Kid…making him suffer the indignation of the infamous GAS CHAMBER that the Cowboy has totally perfected…
Kirk: my eyes cross and close…the scent even mixing into my sweaty curly blonde hair…my head and lungs fill with that deadly cowboy scented fart…exhaust fans come on immediately…
Kirk: Kid’s arms drop limp at his sides…body shudders…goes totally limp…ko’d by the gas chamber…face still slumped against that sweaty smelly ass of the victor…the old timer vet living up to his name…the OLD FART…putting the youngster away with it…
Fury: place my lifted boot back down on the mat and I stand there flexing my ass cheeks and my biceps, slowly move away and let you slide to the mat on your gut and face and kick you on your back, place a big cowboy boot on your chest and the ref slaps one, fans still hold noses,
Kirk: mmmmmmmrrrrrpppppppppppphhhhh old cold as you show off and flex your biceps and ass cheeks against my face…your fans WILD…mine hoping this humiliation will end soon for the Kid…
Kirk: slowly you begin to move away from me as my face slides down off your sweaty buns along the back of your sweaty thighs…down to the back of your sweaty calves and boots to finally flop face down on the canvas…sprawled out and not moving…
Kirk: kicked over to my back…arms flop out to the sides…legs spread slightly…sweaty body heaving…out cold as you press your boot to my sweaty chest and the ref counts using one hand…other pinching his nose…
Fury: crab pose over you for the two count, fans going wild, let go of their noses
Kirk: showing off with a crab pose now as the count goes to two…my sweaty chest heaving under your boot…still out…Cowboy fans celebrating…
Fury: and stand up straight when the count is slapped at THREE, ding ding, ref raises my arm and I show off my sweaty victorious body
Fury: two step to the corner and a fan tosses me your bag of ropes and I get back to you and turn you on your left side with your legs and arms in front of you
Fury: drop to my knees, pull out your ropes and tie your limbs out in front of you together
Fury: pull that thong down off your body and I step out of mine and my hard dick plops out and I fuck you from the side on the mat
Fury: reach around and grab your dick and start to jack you off
Kirk: feel reaction to my cock…slowly begin to open my eyes…head still swimming from the fatal fart…but at least the exhaust fans running at full blast have taken it out of the arena…
Kirk: give my head a shake…realize I am on side on the canvas…have been defeated by the old fart veteran…my wrists tied in front of me…ankles of my boots tied in front of me…heaping more humiliation on the Kid using my own ropes on me…
Kirk: realize I’m nude…your jacking me off and your cock is plunged into my manhole as you keep me sideways on the canvas…
Kirk: my senses slowly returning…arms and legs shaking but tied too tightly…cock reacting to your hand job on it and my ass cheeks flexing around that thrusting Cowboy cock of yours driving into my hole…
Fury: kiss the back of your neck and then your ear, plunge my dick all the way up inside you in and out and jacking you, then blow and yell out OH SHITTTTTTTTTT
Kirk: moannnnnnnn out as you kiss the back of my neck and then my ear…precum spurting out around your hand jacking me off…
Kirk: my ass being pounded…your cockhead thrusting into my prostate…your hand jacking is amazing…is there anything this old fart isn’t good at…feel my ass filling with your Cowboy cum…
Kirk: my body suddenly shutters…”OHHHHHH GAWDDDDDDDD COWBOYYYYYYYYYY”…my cock suddenly EXPLODESSSSSSSSSSSSSS…
Kirk: wave after wave of my huge cum load arching up and out and coming back down to the canvas and covering your hand…jerking out more and more until you totally drain me as you continue to pound my ass…
Fury: thrust up inside you, then pull out, take some of your cum off my hand and lick it, roll around and sit on the side of your head and flex my ass on the side of your face, your ear next to my hole, smile but no more gas, get up slowly and yell COME GET HIM BOYS, guys roll into the ring and I leave the ring smiling, hoisted up on the shoulders of my fans as your fans fight to untie you and some of mine fight them off wanting the Cowboy’s leftovers of the bound beaten tied Kid left owned on the mat
Kirk: end of the match but not more humiliation about to be laid on me in the ring by your grateful fans unless mine can beat them off and save the Kid from further humiliation?????
