Jesse Colter
Ht: 6’2″
Wt: 195lbs
Season W/L Record (1-3)

Dirk Caber
“The Claymore”
Ht: 5’9″
Wt: 200lbs
Season W/L Record (0-0)

Jessie Colter vs Dirk

Jesse “Cut-Throat” Colter is back on the mat to improve his record but NK newcomer Dirk “The Claymore” Caber is the one standing in his way, hoping not to notch a loss with his first appearance. With 4 matches under his belt, Cut-Throat knows how the NK point system works. And although Claymore brings some traditional wrestling experience, that has never proven to be an advantage when you thrown ass smacking, ball grabbing, and cock sucking into the range of legal moves. Cut-Throat aims to win and plans on a rough bondage fuck to finish out the day. Claymore sees things differently, and can’t wait to have Cut-Throat choking on his fat cock and then screaming for mercy as he abuses the loser’s hole.

Steven Ponce vs Ray Dalton: Dark Knights Returns

The Dark Knights series has long been almost solely the territory of legends the likes of Kid Leopard and Brooklyn Bodywrecker, and some leather-clad master dominators able and willing to push their opponents farther than they ever have been before. They don’t simply beat their opponents, but force them, body and mind, into complete and total submission – and often emission – to serve the whim of the master victor, cum what may. Such a role can be hard to fill, and a new entry has been a long time in cuming. For this latest installment in the series, the line-up couldn’t look more promising.

Steven Ponce proved his penchant for the sensual and the sexual in his match with Lorenzo “Jake” Lowe, and now, with his facial hair and hirsute chest, geared up in a hot harness and leather jock, he’s certainly got the look of the Dark Knights warrior down pat. However, before he can even make his entrance, we see his older, ripped and tattooed opponent, and any fan of this series will know right away who to bet on!

Ray Dalton, multiply tattooed, leather-clad, and built out of solid muscle, his first act at BG East is to beckon Ponce to the mats for their match. Steven sure doesn’t balk at the challenge, flexing a bicep inches from Dalton’s face, but the bigger man is unimpressed, and shows why as he muscles Ponce’s arm back down to his side before dragging him to the center of the mat by his harness. Steven remains confident but he may already be drawn, like a moth to a flame, into a master dominator’s mind games.

Some serious mature male muscle is on display as these two tough-looking men lock up, neither giving an inch as they make a tight circuit of the mat room, eyes locked. Size wins out as Dalton is the first to take Ponce to the mat, locking on a punishing bodyscissors and giving his erstwhile opponent the first taste of his power. Steven’s no jobber however, as he works free and wrestles the formidable Ray Dalton into a full nelson.

The big man’s words: “That all you got?” Dalton flexes and slowly powers down and out, tensing his muscles and gradually weakening Steven’s grip until they’re forced back to their feet. As he breaks the hold Ray reverses and roughly traps Ponce right into a full nelson of his own, his weight and muscle bearing down on Steven until he’s forced to his knees beneath the bigger, older man, Dalton making it perfectly clear who’s in charge here.

Steven Ponce vs Ray Dalton: “That Ass is Mine!”

Steven Ponce continues to fight against what begins to seem like the inevitable as Ray Dalton puts him through his paces, slowly working from a full nelson to a bodyscissors, then spreading Ponce’s legs wide, with deliberate intent and an obviously erotic subtext. His opponent trapped beneath him, Ray begins the tough-guy erotic seduction taking his time to work on Steven’s appealing nipples, extracting pained moans and gasps as he tenderizes Ponce’s pecs. Finally pulled into a leg-splitting pin, Steven Ponce is forced to submit and admit defeat. Ray Dalton revels in a show of victorious muscle.

Though the match is far from over, the rush of initial conquest has Ray running his hands up and down and all over Steve Ponce’s hairy, sexy chest and abs, down to the leather pouch concealing what he’s sure will be his ultimate victor’s prize soon enough.

As Steven rolls away onto the mats, thinking he’ll have a moment to recover, he suddenly feels Dalton’s weight drop across his back, only to be yanked up off the mat by his harness. Trapped under Dalton, his waist pinned to the mats and his head and shoulders in Ray’s grip, Ponce feels a hand on his ass, naked and exposed in his leather jock.

Suddenly, the looming and very real prospect of erotic violation stirs Steven from his reverie and he fights back agains this new but clearly very experienced leather master dominator. Steven uses his power and appeal to pin the older dude to the mat, schoolboying him and planting that more than amply packed leather pouch right on the tough guy’s lips. He reaches back and claims a claw on Ray’s custom leather jock. That’s one step too far for the dominator. With a commanding reversal, Ray Dalton takes charge once again and demonstrates to the Puerto Rican ginger just who is in control.

Steven’s efforts are met with harsher disciplines as the outcome of the match takes shape. No part of his body is off-limits and Dalton continues to remind Steven of his power. Dragged about by his stiff hard-on and by his ball sack, he gets spit on, and humiliated in even more graphic ways before the end. There’s no question of who Ponce answers to in this erotically ‘explosive’ finale to a long-awaited and must-see installment.

Billy Santoro
“The Body-Slam”
Ht: 5’11″
WT: 170lbs
Sebastian Keys
“The Tiger”
Ht: 5’10″
WT: 165lbs


Doug Acre
“The Destroyer”
Ht: 5’11″
WT: 170lbs
Brock Avery
“The Big Show”
Ht: 5’10″
WT: 165lbs

Naked Kombat’s back with our live audience tag team fights! This month we have Doug “The Destroyer” Acre teaming up with Brock “The Big Show” Avery. Both fighters are experienced wrestlers and mixed martial artists and are prepared to show no mercy. Their opponent Billy “The Body-Slam” Santoro was scheduled to fight alongside Eli “The Hammer” Hunter. Unfortunately due to medical reasons, The Hammer was not able to fight, so in his place is the veteran Sebastian “The Tiger” Keys. The Tiger and Body-Slam know they have formidable opponents in this match, so they’ve made sure to strategize their victory before the fight started. These four hunks slam hard to the mat as the sounds of the screaming crowd fill the arena, all cheering to see which team will come out on top, and which team will get fucked and humiliated in front of everyone.

Leon Fox
“The Masticator”
Ht: 5’11″
WT: 170lbs
Season W/L record (0-0)

Chris Bines
“Mr Bad-Ass”
Ht: 5’10″
WT: 165lbs
Season W/L record (0-0)

Leon “The Masticator” Fox has years and years of martial arts training under his belt, and this is his first time on NK. From MMA to Kung Fu his extensive background is surely one not to underestimate. Fighting against The Masticator is newcomer Chris “Mr Bad-Ass” Bines. Mr Bad-Ass may not have formal training, but he’s grown up fighting and scrapping throughout the years and he’s more than confident in his street smarts. Both fighters have very different fighting styles, as they go toe to toe which one will prove to be superior? Masticator’s technical background or Mr Bad-Ass’ dirty, aggressive fighting style? Either way only one can be the winner and it’s an all out fight for sexual glory and control.

Brock Avery
“The Big Show”
Ht: 5’9″
WT: 180lbs
Season W/L record (0-0)

Seth Santoro
“The Tsunami”
Ht: 6’0″
WT: 195lbs
Season W/L record (0-1)

Returning to the mat is hot hunk Seth “The Tsunami” Santoro. Tsunami may have lost his first fight to Kip “The Giant” Johnson but he’s back for redemption, now that he’s gotten a feel for how NK works. Newcomer Brock “The Big Show” Avery stands in Tsunami’s way, with his years of martial arts training, Big Show plans on dominating his opponent all the way through to the sex round, and promises him a rough thunderfuck. Tsunami brings on the shit talk, saying his opponent is all muscle no brains and plans on covering his face in cum after the match. Either way, someone’s ass is going down hard, and undoubtedly getting fucked and covered in cum.

Marc Merino vs Don Deegan: Shoot That Load! This Muscleman is in for a BIG Surprise!

Marc Merino’s no stranger to the rules of the BGE ring, and having shared the stage with the likes of Donnie Drake and Morgan Cruise, he’s no stranger either to the punishment that can be dished out by our most accomplished resident heels. Despite his growing wrestling experience, this jobber of the year nominee often finds himself on the receiving end of some brutal beatdowns, screaming out submissions as his tormentors invent new agonies for their amusement. This muscled stud had size and strength on his side, but that just never seems to cut it when facing down a truly sadistic opponent.

Despite such suffering, Marc just keeps coming back for more. Does the sexy Italo muscleboy have something to prove? Or is he just a greedy glutton for punishment? Maybe he thinks he’s picked up enough tricks to give newcomer Don Deegan a beating of his own in his BG East debut, but from the looks of it Don isn’t too worried about that. This supremely confident hot new heel projects enough swaggeringly sexy attitude to get you hard for action before his unsuspecting opponent even makes his entrance!

The new guy strides onto the mats, taking it all in before pausing to admire the sight he finds in the nearby mirror. His reflection on full display, he slips out of his shorts to reveal a colorful, and full, pair of briefs. Shrugging off his matching jacket, Don unveils a tightly-muscled torso that might even challenge Marc’s bod for the moniker of musclestud in this match. Don seems right at home as he flexes his humpy figure, but it’s not all about posing, this newbie still has to prove himself on the mats in this, his debut match.

Don Deegan may well have the same thing in mind, so eager is he to lock horns with the undeniably and smokingly sexy Marc Merino that he suddenly cuts his performance short and heads for the door, surreptitiously standing just out of sight. With this silent introduction, Don Deegan makes it very clear on which team he intends to play. And then right on cue, meaty Marc Merino makes his way into the matroom, not noticing his latest potential tormentor skulking behind until it’s too late. A heavy forearm across Marc’s massive back sends him to his knees a mere second after stepping onto the mat. Don closes in as it starts to look like history may be about to repeat itself for Marc.

Marc Merino vs Don Deegan: Strutting, Submitting, Stripping… Emitting

Two seconds into the match and Marc is already on his knees, but then what else would you expect from a candidate for Jobber of the Year? Dirty Don Deegan doesn’t miss a beat, dragging his downed opponent to his feet and then suddenly into a suffocating sleeper. A sleeper hold is shocking enough but imagine it coming barely seconds into the match! It has to come as a major assault on your fight psyche, not to mention being a major and rushing blast of adrenaline coursing through your body! Marc doesn’t even seem sure where he is as he fights Don’s tight grip. But control isn’t enough for Don, he wants a show. Dragging the helpless, nearly unconscious, muscled Marc back towards the mirror, he turns to watch himself work as the fight gradually fades from Marc Merino’s heaving body.

Stunned by the sneak attack and trapped in Don’s huge arms, precious seconds pass and Marc’s hands stop trying to pry Don’s thickly muscled arms away from his neck and instead slowly lose life, slipping off and down to rest at his sides, Merino’s only resistance now a muffled moaning and pitiful drooling. Satisfied, at least with this hold, Don tosses the drained muscle hunk to the mat. Planting his colorful briefs squarely on Marc’s broad, meaty pecs, Don slaps the mat for an easy pin over the barely-conscious stud.

Only minutes into this match and hapless hunk Marc Merino has been beaten down, dragged, pinned, and even nearly knocked out cold on the mat. If there was any doubt as to this musclestud’s now near-iconic jobber status, it doesn’t look like we’ll be seeing any of it here today. As the match goes on, Dominator Don Deegan’s treatment of poor muscle Marc goes from punishing and painful, to humiliating and horny, to downright erotic as the hunky handsome jobberboy submits fully to the whims of his rookie heel opponent.

A hot standing headscissors, bare butt boston crab, a bare foot punishing a packed pouch, an over-the-knee backbreaker and crotch abuse give way to gut-punching, leg-splitting, and even bulge grinding and stomping torment as Don summons up new ways to punish the increasingly helpless muscleman at his mercy. Stripping from perfectly form-fitting pro trunks down to Marc’s bulging thong and Don’s revealing jockstrap, forced flexing, and a steamy, stunning double hard-on climax await both men before this match is finished. Don Deegan delivers a superb and sexy BG East debut and soundly cements Marc Merino’s status as one of the hottest muscled jobbers to bare it all for the camera.

If you’re looking for aggressive mat action or a display of flashy skill then no, this is not the match for you. But if you love hot humpy muscleman domination action starring two very hunky, handsome heavyweight studs with phenomenal bodies, then hell yeah, this match is for you. If you love sexy bare butts and huge legs, with humiliation and forced flexing – with both big boys shooting hot loads – then this match is a veritable feast!

Zack has been a mainstay at the top of the fitness modeling world for many years, and has also built an impressive and loyal following in his underground wrestling career. So, he’s in no mood to allow some of the recent hot shot rookies waltz into the Rock Hard arena and challenge him as being ‘the one the fans all come to see’, as he likes to say.

Zack has been on top of the roster since the inception of Rock Hard Wrestling, knocking off the likes of Austin Cooper, Jake Jenkins, Brody Hancock, Troy Nelson, and most recently Kyle Carter and Logan Matthews. He has had his troubles with the bad boy, street punk Ethan Andrews but that’s a whole different story. He’s been noticing the likes of the young guns Josh Steel, Brodie Fisher, and Alex Waters making a name for themselves recently, and doesn’t like what he’s seeing. So, when he sees Alex in the arena pumping out bench presses and flexing his beautiful muscles like a peacock, he feels compelled to confront the young stud. The two studs exchange words and it all escalates to a challenge in the ring to settle their differences.

Zack climbs through the ropes in his white briefs, white fitted tank top, and white boots which highlight his pristine, perfectly muscled body. Alex is right behind him in his signature blue square cuts and black boots, and the intent of his well-built body taking over as the resident bad boy and superstar on the roster. And sure enough, as Zack is peeling the white tank top off his killer torso, Alex cheap shots him from behind to start things off. He catches Zack off guard and takes the early advantage, scoop slamming him to the mat then pounds away at the fitness model’s perfect pecs. The cocky fratboy brings Zack to his feet, whips him across the ring to the opposite turnbuckle, delivers several shoulder blasts, then powerful jabs to his pecs and awesome abs.

Zack is stunned at the moment and shows no signs of putting up a fight. Alex stays on the assault with a back-breaking camel clutch, a stretching bow and arrow that puts the fitness model’s killer body on full display, then the rising young gun laces Zack’s muscles through the ropes and cranks back on his chin. As Zack lays slumped in the ropes, Alex takes a few moments to admire his work and flex his bulging biceps for the camera. Zack manages to get to his feet and challenges the cocky boy to a test of strength.

Nobody beats Zack in a test of strength, he sports massive 17” biceps, but Alex quickly switches it to a double leg takedown and exhorts ‘you’re too slow’ as Zack lay on the mat. Perhaps the world class fitness model has bit off more than he can chew with Alex? Alex continues his attack on Zack’s muscles, making him suffer in a leg scissors which includes an arm bar. Zack is able to endure the punishment he’s taken in the first 7 minutes of this round, and when Alex goes for one too many elbow drops, the seasoned veteran scoots out of the way.

Zack uses his superior muscle and experience to start beating on the fratboy, slamming him on the mat and then dropping him over his knee into a backbreaker. As Alex lay draped over the knee, Zack delivers some payback with a few elbow drops across the young gun’s ripped abs. Zack continues to attack Alex; chocking him out across the top rope, stomping and pounding away at his body in the corner turnbuckle, then in a show of sheer strength he tosses the cocky fratboy up over his head and behind him.

Zack has seized the momentum and isn’t letting up, he places his massive biceps around Alex’s throat as he has him arched to the max in a camel clutch that causes him to cry out in pain as Zack asks him ‘how do you like that?’ Zack releases the hold, then hoists the cocky fratboy up and places him into an over the shoulder backbreaker. Alex tries his best to break the hold but it’s all in vain, as Zack’s bulging biceps are locked around Alex’s waist not to be broken. Zack holds him high in the air and inflicts more pain until the cocky fratboy has no other choice but to yell out a submission to end round one. Zack drops him to the mat, admires his work, then flexes his mighty biceps over a suffering Alex.

Alex Waters vs Zack Johnathan: Round 2

When round two opens, Alex is in his corner nursing his sore back and conceding to Zack that ‘you’re tougher than I thought’ and Zack warns the cocky fratboy he shouldn’t have climbed into the ring with him after a workout. Zack continues to beat up on the muscle boy; choking him out in the corner, nearly putting him to sleep in a choke hold, crushing his ribs in a front facing bear hug with Zack’s massive arms wrapped his torso, and topping it off with a standing surfboard on the suffering stud.

Zack tries to gain a submission out of it, but Alex resists. But when Zack goes too far with the trash talking, the bad boy gets a second wind and lifts the world class fitness model up and slams him to the mat. He pushes Zack over to the bottom rope and chokes him out, then secures and stretches him out in a grapevine and chin lock that strains Zack’s back. The cocky bad boy focuses his attack on the back for the next several minutes, thinking that’s an area that he can inflict the most pain. As Zack lay face down, Alex drops his knee and drives it deep into the fitness model’s lower back, he then lifts him up into a suplex, and pays him back with his own standing surfboard that stretches Zack’s fabulous body out and creates severe pain on his back.

Alex is feeling like his cocky self and senses it’s time to make this model boy regret the challenge that he issued. He locks Zack’s arms around his and hoists him up over his broad back into a crucifix. Zack’s money making body is spread eagle on the cocky fratboy’s back with no way to escape. Zack endures the pain as long as possible, but ultimately he’s compelled to cry out a submission to end round two, and even this match at one round a piece. Alex stomps his black boot on Zack’s abs and flexes his own impressive double bicep shot to show he means business. There’s a lot on this line in round three, as Alex takes the early control but that’s short lived.

Zack reverses him on a whip into the turnbuckle. Zack uses his perfect muscles to control the pretty looking, bad boy as he wants; dominating him with a headlock, bashing away at his abs, then manipulating his body with a chin and leg lock that has him searching for any way to escape! Can the world class fitness model continue his control over Alex and the Rock Hard roster? Or, will the cocky fratboy be able to mount a comeback and out wrestle and out muscle Zack? There’s tons of thrilling action and excitement in this 31 minute marathon match, that ends with one of these magnificent muscle bodies being worked over and stretched out until he’s pushed to scream out several times ‘I submit’ to end the match as the victor flexes in conquest!

Kirk Cummings
Ht: 5’9″
WT: 150lbs
Season W/L record (0-1)

Silas O’Hara
“The Spartan”
Ht: 5’9″
WT: 150lbs
Season W/L record (0-0)

Kirk “Kick-Ass” Cummings is back once again, this time, determined to win that first victory and fuck his opponent into submission. His only training is here on the NK mat, but Kick-Ass is a scrappy fighter and after losing his first match, he’s making sure he doesn’t wind up on the bottom again. New to the ranks is Kick-Ass’ opponent Silas “The Spartan” O’Hara. The Spartan may not have classical training either, but he’s rolled around with buddies back home and made sure to watch a few matches on the web for training. Kick-Ass promises he’s going to make his opponent his bitch and have him worship his body before covering him in cum. The Spartan sees things a little differently, he plans on stringing his opponent up and using him as a punching bag before fucking his ass as he begs for mercy.

Lon Dumont & Brute Baynard vs Zach Reno & Nate Walsh: “You Should See This Guy!”

This match sees the BG East debuts of three extraordinary new talents and the return of Lon Dumont, the diminutive heel who has surprised everybody by creating a rapidly growing cult following. We find Zach alone in the ring, stretching his buff torso, under the impression that The Boss has booked him for a singles match against Lon. When Lon arrives, the reserved and modest recruit looks put off by the guy, in particular Lon’s hyperbolic game-show-host banter. Lon explains that he has just spoken with The Boss, a “personal” friend with whom (he insinuates) he has a great deal of influence, and there’s bad news and there’s (with a breathless gasp) “spectacular” news.

The bad news is that Zach’s anticipated one-on-one debut contest is off. The spectacular news is that he and Zach will still be squaring off, but with tag team partners at their sides. Now, Lon has long griped that BGE saddles him with subpar partners. Heaping nothing but scorn upon his previous cohorts, Nicholas Rush and Chace LaChance, Lon blames them for putting him on “the bad end” of his first two tag matches at BGE. They, and they alone, are the reasons his otherwise impressive win-loss record at BG East has been besmirched with a couple of sullying checks in the loss column.

However! Lon is positively ecstatic over the wrestler The Boss has paired him with this time: “Oh my god … you wanna talk about perfection? You think I’ve got muscle? You should see this guy. You think you’ve got a big chest? You should see this guy.” Fully expecting the taciturn and now somewhat nonplussed Zach to share his giddy excitement, Lon gushes with a melodramatic flourish, “He should be here ANY minute now!”

And as if on cue, in walks Nate. Thinking that Nate is partnering with Lon, Zach dismisses the guy out of hand: “That’s your guy that you just hyped up, with the largest arms in the world”? In truth, Nate is not much bigger than Reno. Then Lon points out an obvious detail: Nate’s trunks are yellow, like Zach’s, with the word “Wham!” stenciled across the butt, again a match for Zach’s gear, so Nate is Zach’s partner. (And where, pray tell, have we seen these particular trunks before? Answer: Nick Rush should check his gear bag…)

Then Lon summons his own tag partner to the ring. It’s Big Brute Baynard. Get a load of this guy! He’s a steel-treaded muscle beast on the order of a Dev Michaels or a Joe Robbins. Any hope of a size advantage that Nate and Zach might have entertained vanishes into thin air. But if either of them is daunted by Brute’s size and muscle, you can’t tell it from their faces. They’re pumped, game and ready to rumble.

Lon Dumont & Brute Baynard vs Zach Reno & Nate Walsh: The Thing

The big Brute flexes his humongous muscle intimidatingly, casting a cold eye on Zach and Nate, who steelily await the start of the match. “So you guys are a new tag team?” Brute looks his competition up and down, amused. “Yep. Brand new,” the handsome and sexy Zach tersely affirms. “‘Nervous? Scared?” asks Brute. “No,” Zach answers with confidence, “just ‘brand new.’” Lon, however, is beside himself with excitement. Pulling in close to the bald giant who pops biceps the size of grapefruit, Lon announces, “Everything you could WANT in a tag team is right HERE!” More than once, Lon and Brute hint at having trained together and allude to a top-secret power move they call “The Thing.” Blindsided by this unexpected change in the card, Zach and Nate are put at a decided disadvantage, having never ever seen each other before, much less wrestled together as a team.

Zach and Lon lead off, and the new recruit shows off his pre-BGE ring experience by dominating Lon. With his dark beard and curly hair, Zach looks like an ancient Greek hero. His shoulders, chest, abs, and thighs could not be more beautifully proportioned. He obviously has the chops to keep Lon on his back for as long as he wants to, and his technical wrestling skills seem more than a match for Lon’s arsenal of devious stratagems. Were this the singles match that was originally promised, Zach might now be making mincemeat out of the mouthy heel. But having Brute in his corner is more than a huge advantage for Lon; it’s practically money in the bank – more’s the pity for brave Zach.

When Nate and Brute tag in to relieve their partners, the imbalance of power and stealth becomes all too clear. But Nate has a fine fighting spirit, all the more evident with the odds against him. Even his foes begrudgingly respect that trait, Lon calling him the “White Antonio Inoki,” in reference to the Japanese wrestler’s legendary match against Muhammad Ali in 1976. Surprises abound, and fans will have to stay on their toes to keep up with all the intricacies of Lon’s tetchy alliance with Brute, the impromptu synchronicity of Zach and Nate, the hair-pulling and nostril-stretching, the body slamming and bear hugging, the poundings and the pummelings (“We get a lot of wrestling done, but we’re not afraid of having fun at the same time,” Lon crows at one point), not to forget the much ballyhooed climactic “Thing,” which marks this contest’s high point and edge-of-your-seat climax. It’s rare that we witness, in a single match, three such auspicious debuts!

Mike Pitt vs Cameron Matthews vs. Jonny Firestorm: Rookie versus Jobber versus…

After it was over, Cameron, Mike, and Jonny each told three different stories about what went down that memorable day. Each story made the teller the pre-eminent star and the shining hero of the tale. Cameron Matthews boasted of putting a too-big-for-his-britches rookie in his place. Mike Pitt bragged that he had “broken through,” at last proving to The Boss and the fans that he has what it takes to be a bonafide BG East star. And Jonny Firestorm claimed he had unknowingly walked in on a match that was going nowhere and, by virtue of his unquestionable talent, experience, and knowhow, transformed it into a classic for the ages. Our hunch was that each version of the story held a grain of truth, so for days we regarded the participants’ self-contradictory accounts as evidence of the “Rashomon effect,” memory being only one-third actual recall and two-thirds self-serving imagination. Now, of course, the video evidence is in, available for all to see.

FACT: Perennial fan favorite Cameron discovers muscular Mike Pitt is more of a dynamo than he anticipated. Early on, as Mike lands one punishment after another upon the self-proclaimed “Champ,” Cameron yelps, “I thought wrestling was fake!” The beating Mike lays on cocky Cameron is no joke! FACT: Mike shines in his singles contest against Cameron. He scoffs at the more experienced wrestler’s so-called submission holds. Then, when the upper hand is his, Mike holds nothing back. At one point Cameron voices the well-worn cliché “Is that all you got?” Quick to respond, Mike ups the heat under a big pot of whoop-ass and then turns his victim towards the mirror so he can see for himself his grotesquely contorted face. Clearly, this rookie’s got a helluva lot more fire!

FACT: When Jonny walks in towards the end of the second fall, Mike is hanging upside down over the top rope, his strong torso stretched taut, as his legs grip Cameron in a suspended head-scissors, the top rope cutting into Cameron’s throat. Jonny takes a seat to watch the action, characterizing it, dismissively, as a “rookie versus jobber” scuffle. For Jonny, used to twisting his opponents into balloon animals and then inventively humiliating them at their most helpless, this battle looks like fairly light fare … PG-13 compared to his typically R-rated havoc and destruction. At best, the action merely whets Jonny’s appetite, so that at the round’s end, he can’t resist poking his nose into the fight. What’s very lucky for us does not necessarily bode so well for cocky Cameron and muscly Mike!!

Mike Pitt vs Cameron Matthews vs. Jonny Firestorm: “This Is MY Fuckin’ Ring!”

From his perch at ringside, Jonny critiques what he deems as Mike’s amateurish technique and feigns shock and dismay at Cameron’s failure to make a good showing for himself against a mere “rookie.” Enraged by an embarrassing defeat right in front of a comparably experienced colleague, not to mention the righthand man to The Boss, Cameron makes attempt after attempt to choke Mike out for a dramatically decisive win. He not only fails to vanquish the resilient and very sturdily built young wrestler but also humiliates himself, tapping out twice within a couple of minutes to his more determined opponent.

All this is more than Jonny can stomach, and he immediately thrusts himself into the action. Supposedly for Mike’s benefit, and to Cameron’s considerable dismay, he demonstrates the “proper way” to beat a jobber to a pulp. He downplays Pitt’s victory, saying, “Everybody can beat up Cameron Matthews.” Mike objects to the interference: “This was MY fuckin’ match!” “Yeah?” Jonny fires back, “Well, this is MY fuckin’ ring!”

Mike gets a quick and hard lesson in how Jonny earned the name “Firestorm.” No ref, no rules, no DQs … this is exactly Jonny’s kind of game! Eventually, to repay Jonny for his presumption and insults and check his out-of-control ego, Mike and Cameron join forces as a formidable ass-whipping, thigh-splitting, and dick-chopping team. Together, they bring Jonny down to the mat and against the ropes for some serious payback.

But, folks, if you think this is the end of Jonny, after close to a decade kicking varied and assorted butts at BG East and ending more than one career in the process, then you must have slept through the last eight years! The last half of this Leopard’s Lair is destined to go down in history as a defining heel performance for the new, muscularly enhanced Jonny Firestorm. Whether Cameron or Mike will ever darken the BGE doorway again is anybody’s guess. The payback Jonny exacts on them for their double teaming and mind and load blowing atomic wedgie will long linger in their minds – and yours!