Chapter 2: Chapter 2
The next day's training was hard, but soon the gym was going to close. Time flew by when we worked out. Before I realized it, it had already become nightfall, and then finally dusk turned to night. “Good job today Leon” Takeru said.“I saw your little comeback there. You shoulda seen how scared those other guys looked. Especially this big motherfucker here. He points to a guy who towers over me by a good three inches. "They were scared shitless of you, man. Scrambling like rats in a drainpipe." I smile despite myself. It feels good to be appreciated.
“Want to wrestle the champ tonight? For fun?” He asked.“I don't think that's such a good idea.” I reply. Why not? It will be fun. And you can practice your comeback on him. Then you can use that in your match tomorrow.” He gives me a look. I know he can see right through me.He always has. Ever since the first day we met.
“Fine. But just so you know, I only have my jockstrap.” I answer.
Takeru smiles. “Then we’ll wrestle in jockstraps.”“You're such an asshole,” I say.
“I'm the champion,” he replies.
We change into our jockstraps. His lean, smooth, muscled Asian body contrasts my hairy chubby body. He has a nice ass that's showing through his gear. He's so sexy and I'm not. I'm a big, stumpy, ugly ogre compared to him. He pulls his hair up into a tail. This is going to be fun. Let the games begin.'
Takeru is the champion. And he's going to prove it tonight. He pins me in a minute flat. My cock grows hard under him, belly to belly. I blush. I never thought I'd get so turned on by a man being dominant. I never thought I'd want to be dominated. We're dripping in sweat. "The GWA was going to start a new type of match," Takeru said. " Wanna try a nude match?"I look down at my dick. It's hard as a rock. I nod my head.
“I'll play along. ” He removes his jock strap and he's as hard as me. He looks down at my dick and smiles. “Ready for some wrestling?” I nod my head.
"What the fuck are you doing with my boyfriend?!" Dick yells, entering the gym. He's ripped. His muscles ripple with each move he makes. He's a monster. He looks like he could bench two of me easily. He looks like he could throw me around like a rag doll without breaking a sweat. "I challenge you to a match at tomorrow's show. If I win, you're out of the GWA."He looks like he's ready to kill someone. He looks like he wants to kill me. "And if he wins, Leon and I will be boyfriends!" Takeru says. "I'm tired of your shit, Dick!" Dick doesn't reply. He just looks at me. His eyes are so full of hatred that it makes me sick. I nod. I may get my ass beaten but I'll do it for Takeru.For us. I'll do anything. Even if it means giving up my pride and my cock.Takeru is my hero. He's been there for me ever since the day I met him. He's the reason I'm still in the GWA. He's the reason I'm still a wrestler. I owe him everything.
“I'm going to fuck you up,” Dick says. “Go ahead. I can take you.” I reply. I know I can take him. But this is his house. This is his gym. And he is the number one contender. He loves Takeru and hates me.I'm used to it. I've been dealing with this shit for years now. I'm used to it.
The next day, it’s time for my match with Dick. I walk into the gym and sign in. I take a shower in the locker room and change into my wrestling trunks.I'm ready to go.
“Are you ready, Leon?” Takeru asks. I nod my head. “I need to warm up.” I reply. I need to get my heart going. I need to get blood flowing through my veins. It helps with recovery. It keeps me from getting hurt.I need to feel the burn. I need to feel the pain. It reminds me that I'm alive. That I'm strong. That I can t be defeated.
My turn comes up and I lock eyes with Dick as he enters the gym. He has a smile on his face. “I’m gonna knock you out cold, and pin you clean.”He tells me before walking towards the ring. I follow shortly behind. The bell rings and we're off. He hits me with a shoulder tackle and I go sprawling into the mat. I get up and dust myself off. He does the same. Then he goes in for a sleeper hold.I block it and counter with a roll-up for a near fall. He goes to the corner and smiles. “By the way, if you lose, you’re never allowed to wrestle again!”I laugh. He thinks he’s threatening me. Little does he realize how much power lies within those words. “Never?” I counter. “Try never.” I hear the smile in his voice and I know he won’t stop until he gets what he wants. And what he wants is my total humiliation. “Remember Leon, you’re just a fat sack of shit. You’re worthless.”Another lie. Truth isn’t far away though. As long as people keep telling me these things, they become true. I can feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I fight them back. I have to keep going. There’s no other way. I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I can see the finish line.Just ten more minutes of torture should do it. Maybe fifteen depending on how badly he wants to make sure I don’t wrestle anymore. I want to prove I am a wrestler. Not because anyone else needs to see it or believes it, but because deep inside I believe it. He strips nude. “We’re finishing this match nude. I want the world to see how gross you are.”My legs shake beneath me as goosebumps spread across my skin. Nude. Fuck. Now I really am scared. What if he is right? What if I am disgusting? I try to cover myself up but his hand reaches my thigh and pulls my cover away. He stares at my body for a few seconds and says, “Uglier than shit.” The ref warns me to strip or face a DQ.I look down and see my trunks lying on the mat. I pull them up and step out of them. I feel exposed and vulnerable. But not as vulnerable as I would be if I allowed him to continue his verbal and physical assault. So I continue to wrestle. I resolve to do my best.I need to prove to myself that I can do it. I need to prove to myself that I’m not a loser. He starts grabbing my arms and twisting my wrists until I can no longer resist. He uses all his strength to throw me into the corner.My back hits the mat and I feel the breath leave me as my body goes rigid. Oh shit," I mutter under my breath. "He's gonna kill me."
I can feel his hands around my neck and his body pressing down on me.“You’re gonna die,” he whispers in my ear. I fight the panic rising in my chest. I fight the thoughts of him killing me. I fight the thoughts of him ripping my heart out and stomping on it until it stops beating. I won’t give him the satisfaction.I won’t give him the victory. I’ll keep fighting. I’ll keep trying. I can do it. I M STILL HERE! I'M STILL FIGHTING! FUCK YOU DICK!I hear the crowd cheer as I get up and dust myself off. I see the light at the end of the tunnel. I see the finish li.
Takeru is sitting in the bleachers with his legs spread out and his hands underneath his armpits. He is watching the match with a sour look on his face. I wonder what’s wrong.
He walks to the ring and Dick goes to the ropes to greet him. Takeru punches Dick square in the jaw. “We’re through! I hope Leon beats you senseless!”“You already know he will.”
Takeru gives me a nod and a thumbs up. I smile. I know he’s happy.
“You stole him from me!” Dick screamed, as he grabbed me by the hair. He lifted me up, looking to body slam me.I resisted and tried to throw him off balance. He succeeded and body slammed me instead. I ended up on my back and he on top of me. His face was close to mine and his eyes were big as saucers. He smelled like peanuts and I could taste the salt from his sweat.
He pulled me up by the hair, and caught me in a massive bearhug.He squeezed the life out of me and said, “You lost, fatty. Get the fuck out of here. ”I was breathing heavy and trying to get out of his embrace, but he was having none of it. He tightened his grip and patted my head. “Go back to your trailer. Cry your eyes out. You’re a fucking loser.”
I felt the tears welling up again. I was a fucking loser. I knew that but I want to change. “No! I’m a fucking wrestler!”I said. I wanted to prove him wrong. I wanted to show him that I was worth something. I punched him hard, and he let me go, but I fell to the mat in pain.I looked up to see him standing over me. “You’re fucking pathetic.” He put his foot on my hairy chest and the ref started the count.
One! Two! But I manage to get the shoulder up. I’m still in this match.I’m still here to wrestle damn it!
Dick motions for his asshole friend to join him next to the ring. He distracts the ref as dick gets a steel chair.He rams it into my stomach and I can barely breathe. I try to get up but I can’t. I can’t see the light of day. I can’t see the fucking light of day. This is the darkest day of my life. The day I lost everything.I was a fucking loser and I knew it. I had a feeling this was going to happen and I couldn’t stop it. While the ref was still distracted, Dick hit me hard over the head with the chair.I fell to the mat belly down, knocked unconscious. Dick rolled me over, laid on me belly to belly, and the ref saw and counted the pin.“You lost, fatty. Get the fuck out of here.”
I was on the ground. I was defeated. I was lying on the mat, my back against the canvas, my eyes closed, the world fading away. I heard the ref count to ten and I opened my eyes to see Dick staring down at me. He had a smile on his face and his hand was on his hip like he was posing for a picture.“You lost, fatty. Get the fuck out of here. ” He repeated the words for the third time and I felt my stomach sink. I knew he was right. I knew I was a loser. I knew I would never be anything but a loser.I had lost everything and now I was going to lose my wrestling career too.
Takeru stripped nude and ran into the ring. He kissed me deeply. The commissioner of the Gay Wrestling Association grabbed a mic. “Since Dick flagrantly cheated, I order the match restarted!”The fans went wild cheering. They didn’t care about cheating. All they cared about was seeing two guys kiss each other. I want to see you do that, Leon!” a guy yelled from the stands. “Kiss Takeru again!”
Takeru smiled and kissed me again. Feeling his toned, smooth, Asian body pressed against me made me hard. “Takeru… I love you…” I blurted out in the heat of the moment.We broke our kiss and stared deep into each other’s eyes. The crowd went silent. “Leon. I love you too.” The crowd went wild as Dick yelled in defiance.We shared another long passionate kiss before separating once more. He jumped out of the ring. “Win for me baby. You’re a real wrestler. You’re amazing.” The bell rang and the match restarted.Dick raced towards me but I’m full of energy now. I took up my boxer’s stance, and I hit Dick with a massive uppercut that sent him reeling.As soon as he got to his feet, I diddled his balls while he screamed insults at me through clenched teeth. Fuck you! You piece of shit! Loser! Pussy! C u next time! Bitch! Whore! Slut! Gay! Faggot!
I kept up my attack. Punishing him for being a prick.For using me. And then there was one left. One last punch. My fist connected solidly with his jaw sending him sprawling across the floor. He sat up gasping for air while I waited for the ref to call the match. I was winning. I was supposed to win. It was written in the stars. Everything had to happen the way it did. There was no other way.
I put him a sleep hold next. I felt him struggling, but I also felt he was starting to fade, slowly but surely.I kept up the pressure. I wanted to see him go down. I wanted to see him lose. This is my time. This is my moment. Tonight I win. Tonight I get what I want. Dick eventually succumbs and goes limp in my arms. He’s out cold.I let him fall to the mat. I want him to lose. I want him to feel defeat. I win. Tonight I win. Tonight I get what I want.’ I said those words over and over again to myself.I slapped his face until he barely came to. I hoisted him up, and put him in position for a piledriver.As always, when I perform this move, I hear the deafening roar of the audience. Their cheers make all the pain worth it. I slammed him into the mat and heard the crack of his head hitting the canvas. He’s out cold. But I wasn’t done. I had one more move.Something special just for tonight.Something powerful enough to knock him out completely. I practiced it with Takeru. I climbed to the top rope. I jumped, looking to land a big belly to belly frog splash!
I hit my target, crashing into the unconscious muscle man, leaving him twitching on the mat, helpless and knocked out cold.His body stayed still under the lights giving me exactly what I needed-a clean finish without any question or doubt. I win. Tonight I win. Tomorrow I go back to being a nobody. But tonight I feel powerful. Tonight I feel like a star. Tonight I feel like I belong.
I lay on his belly, and call the ref over to count the pin. The crowd counts with him.
1! 2! 3! Ding! Ding! Ding! It’s over. I fucking won. I am a fucking wrestler.
I rolled over on my back exhausted. Takeru rushed into the ring and started kissing me.His hot mouth exploring every inch of mine. We ended up having sex right here in front of everyone who witnessed us together today. It was exhilarating. I fucked his smooth, toned , Asian body in the ring as the crowd went insane. I shot my load into him as he came all over his belly. “I love you, Leon,” Takeru said. I smiled. “I love you too.”
I won my debut match, and the champion is my boyfriend. I’m a real wrestler and was officially invited to be in the GWA roster.Today marks the beginning of everything good. Today marks the beginning of something great. A new chapter in my life where everything will finally start making sense. Where nothing can stop me because I� m in control. I have everything I need right here in my fist. My boyfriend, my home, and most of all, I have you, my fans. You are my everything. Without you, I would be nothing.