Cam Christou
“The Cannon”
Ht: 5’10″
Wt: 170lbs
Season W/L Record (0-0)

Chris Bines
“Mr. Badass”
Ht: 5’10″
Wt: 180lbs
Season W/L Record (1-0)

Back after a ferocious victory against Leon “The Masticator” Fox we have “Mr. Badass” Chris Bines. Since his previous match, Badass has been working out to put on a few extra pounds of solid muscle in preparation for today’s fight. His opponent on the blue team, we have first timer Cam “The Cannon” Christou. Cannon is confident his flexibility from years of yoga training will help him in the fight and in the end, he plans on making that muscle headed bitch his and fuck him silly. Badass doesn’t seem to worried, his strategy for the fight is to simply overpower his opponent and leave him covered in cum in the end.

Street punk Ethan salivates at the chance to ‘welcome’ the rookie muscle boys to the Rock Hard ring. In his years since he joined the roster, this bad boy has had the pure pleasure of delivering pure pain to the incredible, mouth-watering muscled physiques of some of the hottest fitness models on the planet. In this match he takes on Tyson Matthews, another fitness model who believes his money making muscles will transition and help him prevail in the ring. Tyson brings amateur wrestling experience and a well-developed body that has the fitness photographers in South Beach standing in line to shoot him.

Ethan Andrews vs Tyson Matthews: Round 1

This match opens with Ethan, in his red square cuts with yellow piping and black boots, starring down his next piece of muscle meat in the opposite corner. Tyson sports blue square cuts and white boots that highlight his model physique. Tyson starts straight away with the trash talking, calling Ethan a nerd and teasing him about his interests in gaming and comics. The bad boy admits to liking both, and claims he can be a street punk geek, just before he declares he’s ‘going to kick his …’ But before he can finish his sentence, the bad boy taunts back asking if Tyson is young or old cause he’s got this thinning hair line. You can see it in Tyson’s face he didn’t expect that and doesn’t appreciate it! The rookie locks up with the street punk and surprisingly is able to lift Ethan up in a double leg and places him over his back, walks him around a bit, before dropping to his knees into a ball buster to deliver the first cheap shot of the bout.

Typically, Ethan likes to take the early charge of the match and set the tone, so as he squirms on the mat in pain to his much envied package he’s got to be thinking if Tyson might be different from the previous muscle boys. Tyson stays on the attack, lacing up Ethan’s arms in a full nelson to stretch out his lean body before backing him up against the lower ropes and connecting with a few stiff jabs to the street punk’s abs. Tyson then flips Ethan over into a back-breaking boston crab, and when the bad boy reaches for the ropes to escape, the rookie notices and drags him to the center of the ring. He continues to control the experienced street punk, locking his arm in a tight arm bar as he lay face up on the mat. Tyson’s muscular biceps pull on Ethan’s arm, wrenching it in pain.

But, the bad boy is able to fend off the arm bar and escape to his feet. He jumps on Tyson’s back, wraps on a rear naked choke, and brings the rookie to the mat. Ethan transitions to a leg scissors, wrapping his legs around the muscle boy’s waist and begins to squeeze. He looks down on the rookie as he suffers, inflicting more pain with a claw hold on the rookie’s brawny pec. He brings him to his feet only to lock on an inverted choke hold that drapes Tyson over the bad boy’s knee, his muscular physique laid wide open for punishment. He continues to dish out a beating on the rookie, stretching him out in a standing surfboard and placing his black boot on the back of Tyson’s head, driving his face down to eat some mat!

The street punk works on Tyson’s back, even trying to twist off his nose in the process, before lifting him up by all four limbs into a suspended octopus hold that has Tyson swinging in the wind. Ethan makes sure to grind the rookie’s face into the mat with each passing swing until he screams out a submission to end round one. The bad boy kneels down on Tyson’s back, flexes his baseball sized biceps in victory as his opponent lay defeated.

Ethan Andrews vs Tyson Matthews: Round 2

It’s round two and Tyson is in his corner hunched over in pain, as Ethan taunts him from the opposite corner, asking ‘how’s the back feel?’ As they come to center, the Tyson tries standing his ground by replying ‘it’s fine’ but to no avail. The bad boy connects with a boot to the gut that floors the naive rookie. Ethan starts on an all-out assault on the blond muscle stud’s legs, starting with a leg lock that includes a few stomps to the rookie’s abs, then a single leg boston crab, it continues with a reverse leg lock that has Tyson reaching for the ropes, then the street punk tops it all off by lacing Tyson’s legs around the ropes and exerting extreme pressure by twisting and turning.

But just when you think this match is going to be over in two straight rounds, the rookie is able to make a surprising comeback. He catches Ethan with three straight elbows to the gut that drops the street punk. He clamps a full nelson and grapevine combo on Ethan’s lean muscled body and stretches him out. He pounds away on the bad boy’s body in the corners, then starts to attack his back. Tyson suplexes him around the ring, delivers a high flying fist into the small of Ethan’s back, then hoists him up over his shoulder. Can the rookie finish it in this round? He has the bad boy draped over his shoulder and arrogantly flexes his bicep for the camera. Ethan resists the pain, but when Tyson starts parading him around the ring like his captured prey, the street punk has no choice but to cry out a submission. In an astonishing turn of events, the rookie has claimed triumph in round two to even the match up at one round each!

Ethan Andrews vs Tyson Matthews: Round 3

As the third and deciding round begins, the sweat has built up on both of their hot bodies and glistens like gold from the lighting. The rookie is full of vigor to start the action and gains the early momentum. His size and strength advantage is beginning to wear the bad boy down. But will it be enough? Can the rookie escape the muscle boy beating that Ethan usually dishes out in these matches? Or, will the dark haired bad boy take control of the blond muscle stud with his street punk style? One of these guys gets split and spladled, ab bashed and chocked out hard in the corner, before ultimately being stretched into submission to end this match. A match jam packed with thrilling action, unexpected twists and turns, hot bodies, and a shrieking screaming submission to a match you won’t want to miss!

Two hot newcomers are thirsty for victory as they fight balls to the wall to come out on top

John Smith
“Suplex”
Ht: 6’1″
Wt: 175lbs
Season W/L Record (0-0)

Logan Vaughn
“Leg-Lock”
Ht: 5’10″
Wt: 175lbs
Season W/L Record (0-0)

John Smith vs Logan Vaughn

Hot newcomers Logan “Leg-Lock” Vaughn and John “Suplex” Smith step onto the mat with their asses on the line. Suplex happens to be a two time Wrestling All-American with an extensive MMA background in muay thai and brazilian jiu-jitsu. Leg-Lock may not have an extensive background like his taller opponent, but he’s a professional body builder with plenty of muscle on his side to overpower his opponent. These two hot studs are thirsty to come out on top, will Suplex’s background win him the match, or will Leg-Lock prove that muscle kicks ass in the end?

Mason Brooks vs Trey Dixon: Wrestlefest on the Water

Summer is here, and the heat means it was only a matter of time before the BG boys made their way to the pool to strip down and cool off. But rest and relaxation aren’t the first things on these boys’ minds. Needless to say, the combination of glistening water running down so many toned, nearly bare bodies is more than enough to stir a few speedos. It all starts in good fun as the boys dive into the cool water one after another, but knowing the sort of fun this lot prefers, things are about to get heated.

Six stunningly hot bodies line the water’s edge, eyeing each other when Ty Alexander and Kayden Keller win the distinction to be the first to slip into the pool. The two nubile newbies start things off playfully enough as Kayden hoists Ty onto his strong shoulders, a tower of man on man, before turning towards ever-smiling Drake Marcos and impressively-muscled Mason Brooks at poolside. Wet ‘n Wild tag team chicken fights!

None of these are boys are inclined to turn down a challenge and shortly a little horseplay sends Ty tumbling into the water as Drake and Mason celebrate their swift victory. However, the bronzed jobber doesn’t take defeat lying down, turning the blame on his partner, and suddenly an entirely new conflict is brewing.

Ty’s defiance earns a swift reprisal from Kayden, as a crushing bearhug and prolonged full nelson wring more submissions out of the alabaster heel’s debut opponent. Tossing Ty aside, victorious Kayden turns back to the poolside lineup looking for another challenger, prompting none other than Skrapper to wade into battle. Both men fight back and forth, with Skrapper seemingly getting the best of the newbie heel in more than one painful hold, but before the BG veteran can even strike a victory pose for the appreciative poolside audience he feels Drake Marcos come from behind with a surprise sleeper.

The action only grows more intense as each wrestler, including Trey Dixon and Mason, take a shot at each latest victor in turn. Call it Wrestlefest on the water, a tournament, or king of the hill (or pool, rather), these six bring their best to this impromptu wrestling meet. Chokes, scissors, racks, even backbreakers send losers splashing for safety as some even crawl away to escape the two competitors who come to stand out among the fallen.

Mason Brooks vs Trey Dixon: The Mason-Dixon Showdown

With six very sexy and eager young men vying for prominence, the match-ups keep coming, but before long just two finally emerge as the finalists to decide who rules this pool. Mason Brooks sent an ornery Trey Dixon packing in their first round bout and even survived the surprise two-man attack that followed, just to show how tough he is.

Trey Dixon managed to come back and deliver a sound and thorough thrashing to each and every other challenger, from the perpetual jobbers to the budding heels. Both men display their dominance, parading their victims before an enthusiastically hands-on audience, leaving no doubt as they square off that they are the top dogs of this tourney.

As they square of for their second bout of the day, both lean, taut bodies shining with water as they struggle to be the first to gain the upper hand, all their former opponents look on. While there’s no animosity from their audience, there is a rapt attention and maybe even a little awe as they watch these two muscled studs choke and pound one another’s bods. More than one may even be caught licking his lips in anticipation of getting his hands on an ensnared loser before the end of this match.

Mason Brooks is in top form, as he was throughout this extended weekend of multiple matches on the BG East mats, in the BG East ring and now in the Wet ‘n Wild BG East pool. Mason showcases some serious new skills in all of these venues, wet or dry.

And Trey Dixon proves tough enough to take everything Mason dishes out and exhibits a side of himself vicious enough to deliver some serious pain of his own! Bearhugs, chokes, bruising body blows, and scissors abound, including one particularly brutal headscissors which has one wrestler flopping like a fish out of water and then seeing stars.

Amidst such fierce competition we still see an intense passion shine through, the remaining combatants can’t wait to get involved as the tide turns and one weakened and near helpless finalist is dragged before his former victims. The devastating and tantalizing finish leaves no doubt who is crowned king this day, and the resulting rewards from his fawning fans make for an even more spectacular ending. Oh, and then there’s Jonny…

Joshua Goodman vs Brad Barnes & Braden Charron: The Brawn Brothers, One at a Time

Braden Charron’s fortunes have been on the rise, so it’s no wonder that fellow muscle hunk Brad Barnes was eager to team up with him. Just like Brad, Braden is a stunningly hot bodybuilder who’s had a tough row to hoe since he first arrived at BG East. Our biggest and baddest wrestlers eagerly lined up to get their hands all over his pumped pecs and huge biceps, and with little wrestling experience to back up his phenomenal physique, the results were some of our finest muscle bashing matches to date. But looking good while taking a beating was never the measure of success Braden aimed for. In recent months, the ever more competent contender has begun to shed the “muscle jobber” moniker and score decisive victories over impressive opponents.

Brad Barnes, on the other hand, is still waiting to claw his way out of muscle- jobber purgatory. The magnificent muscle hunk has gone down hard and humiliated in each of his rookie outings, finding out the hard way that it takes a lot more than a superhero jawline and rocking hot body to impress at BG East. We’ve heard no complaints, mind you. BG East fans savor the sight of an incredible specimen of muscular development like Brad getting brutally manhandled and beaten to a quivering mass of helplessness. Brad, on the other hand, hasn’t been happy with the outcomes of his matches thus far, and when the opportunity arose to team up with Braden, he jumped at it. Because if anyone knows the formula for shrugging off the muscle jobber mantle, it’s Braden!

Tag team wrestling, however, is an animal all its own. When he teamed up with Dick Rick in Tag Team Torture 15, Braden found out the hard way that placing your trust in a wrestling partner does not always end well, even when you win. As the Brawn Brothers warm up before this match, Braden quickly assumes the role of coach and mentor to tag team virgin Brad. He is in the middle of giving pointers on posing when Mr. Joshua Goodman strolls in wearing black trunks and a bad boy leather vest, sans partner.

“My guy couldn’t make it,” Joshua explains, looking over the top of his sunglasses as he checks out the meat platter piled high in the ring. “But I know ALL about you guys, and I think I can take both of you.” The bodybuilders can’t quite believe that even the notorious Mr. Joshua would dare take them both on single-handedly. “But you’ve gotta follow the rules!” Joshua insists, as he strips out of his vest and begins admiring his pumped pecs and legendarily massive bulge within his provocatively zippered trunks. “One at a time!”

Joshua Goodman vs Brad Barnes & Braden Charron: Bodybuilder Beatdown Goes Too Far?

“This is gonna be easy!” Brad smirks, easily muscling Joshua backward into a corner. “Clean break!” Joshua insists, demanding that Brad back off. Of course, when it’s Mr. J’s turn to back the physique star rookie into a corner, he declines to show the same sportsmanship. Instead, he delivers a vicious kick to Brad’s gut. “How’s the rookie boy doing now?” Mr. J smirks, going to town pounding, stomping, trampling and clawing at Brad’s ripped abs. He drags Brad to his feet by a fistful of his trunks, wedging the blue briefs high up the bodybuilder’s magnificently muscled ass. From his corner across the ring, Braden growls with frustration, “Just wait till I get in there!”

It takes a while for big Brad to catch a break, but suddenly he muscles Joshua backward into his brawn brother’s unfriendly corner. When Braden tags in, a world of hurt crashes down all over Mr. J’s stunningly sexy body. Repeated snap mares slam the heel to his back. Braden dishes out extra helpings of retribution with ab claws, trampling, and gut punching to punish Mr. J for abusing his partner so cruelly. Having learned a thing or two from his own countless beatings, bulging Braden expertly locks on a killer abdominal stretch, showing off Joshua’s toned torso and making the heel’s pendulous package quiver. Suddenly, Brad pleads to tag back in, literally begging his partner to let him be the one to put his tormentor down. Against his better judgment, Braden acquiesces.

Brad instantly applies his own brutal abdominal stretch. “I got him!!” the ripped rookie crows in delight. But then wily Mr. J lifts him off his feet and slams Brad to his back. In a flash, the always dangerous Mr. J is back to brutalizing the baby bodybuilder, quickly making him submit in a total panic. Braden is beside himself on the ring apron, shouting at his pummeled partner. “What the fuck? I give you a chance and you mess it up!?!”

Joshua’s insistence on a clean match is a one-way street (of course!), as he bashes Brad’s balls, drags him around by his hair, and uses the ropes to wrench the rookie’s knee apart. When Braden reminds Joshua about the rules, the heel flips a middle finger salute with contempt. He ignores the first 5 times Brad screams another submission, and only releases his crippling ankle lock when Braden charges in to save his partner.

It takes a while for the muscle heads to glean that Mr. J never had any intention of playing fair. The Brawn Brothers finally abandon “the rules” in favor of revenge. Josh is second-guessing his cocky short cuts and insults as the brawn brothers trade him off in bearhugs, squeezing every ounce of air out of his lungs. The heel is crushed under raging mountains of muscle bearing down on him from every angle. A double bearhug crushes Joshua alive as the bodybuilders exploit their exquisitely toned, thickly muscled physiques with their ripped but withering opponent sandwiched between them.

Mr. Joshua may have pushed his luck too far this time. With Braden’s star on the rise and staring down a double team comprised of two of the hottest, beefiest bodies in the business, even the redoubtable Mr. Joshua’s gargantuan ego and endless supply of dirty tricks may not be enough to save his sizzling hot bacon this time around!

Eli Hunter
“The Hammer”
Ht: 5’7″
Wt: 155lbs
Season W/L Record (2-2)

Mitch Vaughn
“The Machine”
Ht: 5’10″
Wt: 205lbs
Season W/L Record (3-1)

Eli Hunter vs Mitch Vaughn

Back on the mat is muscled hunk Mitch “The Machine” Vaughn facing off against the big dick stud, Eli “The Hammer” Hunter. The Hammer says he’s been on a strict dieting and work out routine to prepare for this bout and as always keeping up on his endurance. The Machine may have more muscle, but Hammer just thinks he’s a big meat head who’s lost his way to the gym and he can’t wait to waste his ass in all four rounds. Machine’s response? He plans on bending Hammer over his knee and beating his ass red before ramming his cock up it and fucking him without mercy. One of these fighters will have to put their money where their mouth is by getting fucked from both ends before being showered with cum and piss.

Cameron Matthews vs Lorenzo ‘Jake’ Lowe: The Prodigy and the Protege

What would wrestling be without submissions? While not technically the only way to win, can there be a better way to demonstrate the dominance of one man’s power and skill over another? The futility of struggling when trapped and helpless; the suffering as one’s body is twisted, contorted, or crushed; the humiliation of being forced to admit your defeat and surrender to your opponent’s supremacy, now THAT is a submission.

A wrestler who masters the means to so completely dominate and destroy another man’s body and ego is as dangerous as he can be enthralling. Trapped in a superior foe’s clutches, some wrestlers may even come to admire and even crave the way in which they are tormented by the man they challenged, the man they must now submit to.

Both wrestlers bring impressive arsenals to the mat. A stalwart, dominant and ubiquitous figure on the underground wrestling scene as well as the rings of indy pro wrestling, Cameron Mathews needs little introduction. Years of training and hard-fought, hard-won experience has honed his body and mind into an impressive display of muscle and skill, this babyface-turned-musclestud commands respect at a glance.

Jake (Lorenzo) Lowe may not be bringing the same experience to this match, but the lithe, young fighter has received special tutelage under the infamous Kid Leopard himself, and this fast learner has proven the results of his training in more than one prior match. With a taste for devastating leg splits and the irresistibly provocative kiss of death sleeper, to name a few, Lowe has made bigger men crumble before him.

From the moment the match begins we see the intensity between these wrestlers as they lock eyes before even locking up. Cameron has the size, the muscle, the skill, and the experience to make little Lowe submit as many times as it takes to satisfy himself, even the look in his eyes as he stares down Lorenzo feels like it should earn its own submission. There may be a hint of uncertainty in his face, he’d be crazy to think this would be an easy fight after all, but Lowe doesn’t back down, instead just keeping that seductive gaze locked on Cameron, until the instant both men move to lock up.

Cameron Matthews vs Lorenzo ‘Jake’ Lowe: Submission by Scissors, Splits, and so much More

In a flash Cameron takes Lowe down to the mat and pulls him into one of Lowe’s own favorite leg splits. Even holding out as long as he can against the bigger msuclestud, Lowe is forced to submit barely two minutes into the match. Hurrying back to his feet, Lowe’s pride takes another blow as Cameron taunts, “I might as well leave now.” Before Cameron can say another word Lowe is on top of him, managing to work him into a rough rear naked choke on the mat. Lowe makes a good show of his own skill, but Cameron holds out, not submitting but still trapped in Lowe’s grip until he’s kicked away. The smaller stud can hang with an experienced pro after all.

His irritation at being trapped showing, Cameron answers with a lengthy bearhug, only for Lowe to slip out and then slip him into a very familiar split. But this time there is no release, Cameron is stretched and pulled until his cries turn to a full-fledged submission. Tied at one submission each, these men lock eyes again, Cameron looking dangerous and Lowe looking all the more confident. Deciding he needs to nip that little confidence in the bud, Cam goes on a relentless assault. An over-the-knee backbreaker, an ab stretch, and another leg split later he’s won two more submissions over unlucky Lowe.

But this is only the beginning, in a match like this the number of submissions will be forgotten long before the winner has his fill. Neither man is close to finished and Lowe comes back time and again to catch his opponent in ways that surprise even Cameron, and win more than a few more submissions. Lowe should be careful though, with each attack that look in Cameron’s eyes grows ever more vicious, and besides his wrestling skill the man has muscle to break a lean body like Lowe’s in half. Both men are stretched, pounded, and choked over this long, exhaustive match. Even when the winner seems certain, another turnaround isn’t far, until the final devastating hold which finally forces that most complete and utterly humiliating admission of helplessness from the defeated. This match ends with the beaten and bruised loser at the non-existent mercy of his better, but who will steal the final fall?

Zori Leone vs Big Barry Burke: Rope a Dope

Big Barry Burke is 240 pounds’ worth of California competition-grade muscle squeezed into the spangliest red trunks in the universe. He’s a god, and he knows it. He flashes his big guns at the mirror and smiles with self-satisfaction. But fellow BGEast first-timer Zori Leone of Texas thinks Barry’s a poser and says so right to his face. Zori’s a big guy too all right, stronger and heavier than most wrestlers at BG East. In fact he has a fine-looking pro wrestler’s build, some might even call it ideal, but he is definitely no match for Big Barry in bulk, definition, and elegant v-taper, not by a long shot.

Zori is so “ridiculously overconfident” (Barry’s words, not ours) that he believes he is both buffer than Burke and better at wrestling, as they have both graced indie pro rings and Zori thinks he’s ready for BG East domination. It’s hard to tell whether Barry is more amused or shocked by Zori’s big talk. He tells the Texan that he could beat him with one hand tied behind his back. “Why don’t you put your money where your mouth is?” Zori dares him. Barry blinks, hesitating before accepting a challenge that he inadvertently set for himself. And luckily there just so happens to be a length of white cord at ringside, perfect for tying Barry’s left arm behind him.

Zori binds Barry’s left arm and secures it by wrapping the excess rope around the bodybuilder’s waist. The contest begins with a test of strength, a highly irregular test of strength: Zori’s two hands against Barry’s one. Still, Barry makes Zori all but cry as he bends him backwards and gives the left arm a brutal and emphatic twist.

Barry can do one-armed pushups “all day long,” he announces and then proceeds to pummel the upstart with right-armed elbow drops. A badly aimed elbow drop, however, turns the advantage to Zori, and the shrewd and constantly calculating Texan targets the big guy’s free arm for punishment, bending it in every possible direction, twisting, digging his elbow into it, and stomping it under his boot. Crazed by delusions of greatness, he threatens to rip Barry’s arm right out of its socket, calling it a “little twig arm” … despite the biceps big as Zori’s head. Delusional or not, Zori savvily takes advantage of the situation, and Big Bad Barry’s in some serious deep shit.

“Zori Leone vs Big Barry Burke: No Mercy for You!”

“You’re lucky my arm’s tied,” Barry grunts as Zori grinds him in a headlock. “Nuh-uh,” Zori retorts, “even if you had two arms, I’d still have you on the ground suffering and I’d still kick your big butt.” This arrogance infuriates the big boy and even with one hand tied behind his back, Big Barry powers out, though only briefly. Zori comes right back at him, viciously scratching his fingers across the bodybuilder’s eyes and then winding the one free arm around the middle rope to escalate the humiliating punishment.

The very limiting handicap bondage begins to wear on the muscle monster. Barry pleads to be allowed to use both arms, claiming, “I was just being hypothetical, man!” His pleas fall on deaf ears. Fighting under restraint, Barry does what he can with one arm, though it’s painfully clear that Leone retains almost total control. With an armbar and figure-four choke on Barry, Zori sadistically mocks his opponent’s attempts to power out: “You don’t have it in you. You’re not big enough. You’re not strong enough. You’re weak!”

With incredible determination, Barry rises to his feet, pulling Zori up in the air, still wrapped around Big Barry’s neck. He then hurls the Texan down to the mat, before collapsing, half-blind and exhausted, against the turnbuckle. It ain’t over yet!

Both sweaty and exhausted wrestlers are down on the canvas, moaning, chests heaving as they gasp for air. Both rise to their feet at the same time, but Zori kicks low and mean, toppling Big Barry to the mat. Again, Barry pleads to be free to fight with both hands. “No mercy for you!” Zori replies, with more of a grimace than a smile. Making the most of his critical advantage Zori takes the first fall with a crossface that turns into a full-on choke.

After a long battle trying to stave off the inevitable and avoid defeat, Barry finally relents and submits after a long and ruinous struggle. Zori Leone can’t contain his glee, bizarrely proud of having just beaten a weakling (in his eyes) with one arm tied behind his back!

While Barry shakes the cobwebs out of his head, Zori delivers a triumphant tirade in which he proclaims his intention to thoroughly ruin his opponent’s life, threatening everything from revoking the bodybuilder’s gym membership to towing away his fancy new car for scrap metal. Threatening property is one thing; threatening family is something else! Zori goes a step too far, igniting a fire in Big Barry Burke that ropes may not be able to contain! Spectacular debuts of two massively muscular and totally talented ring studs.

Matt Engel vs Josh Steel vs Justin Silver – Round 1

This 3-way melee features three wrestlers with varying slabs of muscles and experience. The blond bombshell Matt has impressive pecs and bodybuilder type eye-popping calves, but that has yet to add up to a victory for the rookie. Josh has packed on pounds of new muscle since his inception and has turned the corner as a rising superstar on the roster with some recent impressive victories. Justin has a lean ripped body with a shredded 8-pack as the highlight and that most guys would envy, but with little experience was squashed in his debut match against Alex Waters. It will be very interesting to see how this contest plays out! Matt is in white square cuts and white boots, while Josh is in warming up in his corner is festive blue trunks with white stars and white boots, and the newest rookie Justin in purple trunks with black boots that highlight the black body hair running down his chest and abs.

The three some to the center of the ring, each taunting the other, and it’s the veteran Josh who gets the first shot in. He picks Matt up over his head and drives him down, then drives a knee straight into his midsection. After Justin comments saying Josh must have missed a few ab day workouts, the muscle hunk delivers a knee to the rookie’s own shredded abs then shoves him to the mat. He secures Justin’s arm in a hammer lock, and when Matt attempts to break it up, Josh back kicks him in the gut to keep him away. The free-for-all action heats up as Josh sends Justin across the ring and into a clothesline, but when Matt tries for a flying elbow on the rookie, Justin darts out of the way. With the blond rookie Matt laid out, Josh connects with a flying knee drop and Justin follows up with one of his own.

The ruckus continues as Justin locks on a standing full nelson on the muscle hunk Josh and Matt charges to deliver a solid shoulder thrust into Josh’s belly. Josh gets back to his feet and the three circle one another while Josh observes there’s two of you, that’s alright, I’m OK with it. Are the rookies aligning with one another since they can’t over power Josh, and can’t out experience him? Josh and Justin team up to out a beating on Matt, but it’s short lived and Justin comes to Matt’s rescue knocking Josh of from Matt, then placing the surfer dude turned muscle stud into an agonizing camel clutch, stretching his massive arms and pecs.

Matt kneels down to get in Josh’s face to taunt him while he smirks, then inexplicably he decides to knock Justin off the top of Josh. This gives the blond surfer dude time to recover and he turns the tables on the two rookies. He’s overpowers both rookies to the mat and uses his brawny muscles to pound on them. Matt catches Justin in a full nelson on the mat and stretches his lean muscles out, exposing his shredded eight pack. Josh can’t resist, so he bashes away at Justin’s prized abs. Once the dark haired rookie is able to escape, both him and Matt confer and agree to team up to take the big muscle stud Josh out. They dish out the pain on Josh’s muscles with; a double leg boston crab with flying elbows to his back, they send him flying through the air with a double suplex, then back him into the corner and pound away on his sweat soaked chest.

The rookies know they have a good thing going and stay on the attack. They double team Josh and choke him over the ropes, they fling him across the ring into a double clothesline which floors the muscle hunk, and then begin to stretch his magnificent body out on the mat. Josh is in some serious pain and the two rookies don’t relent! They drag him up to his feet, back him into the ropes, and takes turns bashing away on every sweaty muscle. Josh can barely stand from the onslaught, and crumbles to the mat. The two rookies seize the opportunity to finish off the veteran, each of them grab an ankle and an arm and begin pulling away at Josh’s limbs, stretching his arms and crotch out in maximum pain. Josh attempts to fight off the pain but it’s just too unbearable and he moans out a ‘I give’ submission. But that doesn’t satisfy the two dastardly rookies, the keep yanking and pulling on his limbs, demanding he says it louder, and when Josh cries out a few more ‘I give’s’, the rookies gloat in victory and roll the battered muscle stud out of the ring to end round one.

Matt Engel vs Josh Steel vs Justin Silver – Round 2

Round two opens and the two rookies realize it’s going to be one of them who claims their first victory in this match. Justin comes out his corner complaining that he’s still mad at Matt for a cheap shot in the previous round, and Matt snaps back ‘well this is my ring’. They lock up with Justin gaining the advantage. He takes Matt down then straddles him and starts pounding away at the blond bombshell’s mighty pecs. Justin flips him over to a camel clutch, pulling back on Matt’s chin as hard as he can to exert the most pain on his lower back.

Justin continues the assault with a single leg boston crab, even taking time to pose and flex his bicep in domination of the blond bodybuilder. He drags Matt to his feet, then floors him with a clothesline. He chokes Matt over the bottom rope, mocking him in the mirror as Matt watches himself suffer. He then locks an arm bar on the blond’s massive arm and cranks away as Matt suffers in pain. Justin has been in total control of Matt so far in this round, can the blond bodybuilder mount a comeback. Just when you think you know how this is going to end, Matt is able to reverse Justin and catches him in a full nelson and grapevine combo that stretches every last lean muscle in his body.

Matt pays back Justin with a clothesline of his own, and then starts attacking his long, lanky legs. Does the new rookie Justin have enough strength and stamina to mount a comeback? Or, will the bodybuilder Matt be able to control the action and force a submission to claim his first victory? All the sweat soaked action leads up to one of these rookies pulverizing and dominating his opponent to a vicious submission, then proudly posing in vivid victory!

Dakota Wolfe
“The Wild-One”
Ht: 5’11″
Wt: 175lbs
Season W/L Record (0-0)

Scotty Cage
“The Rage”
Ht: 6’0″
Wt: 160lbs
Season W/L Record (0-0)

Scott Cage vs Dakota Wolfe

Two hot newcomers think they have what it takes to win at Naked Kombat and earn the sweet prize of sexual domination that victory has in store. Fighting in the red trunks we have Dakota “The Wild-One” Wolfe. Wild-One has previous years of wrestling under his belt which he plans on utilizing to the fullest once the whistle blows. His opponent in the blue trunks is Scotty “The Rage” Cage. The Rage says he’s trained in brazilian jiu-jitsu as well as muay thai kickboxing. If his background wasn’t enough to reckon with, his huge 9 inch cock sure as hell does, he plans on plowing it deep into his opponents ass and leaving him begging for mercy. Wild-One isn’t threatened, he says he’ll give his opponent one piece of credit, “he’s got a nice ass but it’ll look better with my cock rammed up in it!” These studs are aching to fuck each other senseless, but only one can come out on top and enjoy the sweet taste of victory!