The University of BG East: Sophomore Slam
Ray Naylor and Drake Marcos return for their second term at The University of BG East, this time to square off against each other. Last year none other than Cameron Matthews broke in Ray in Undagear 19, and though ludicrously outclassed in savvy and experience, Ray’s fighting heart and relentlessness caught everybody’s attention. You probably recognize Drake from X-Fights 34, also last year, in which he debuted against a newly muscled and tightly wound Gabriel Ross, a steamy squash match the X-Fights fanboys are still buzzing about. Drake benefits from having ‘trained’ under Kid Leopard himself, but it was no doubt a given that, as a first-timer, he would be powerless against Gabriel’s devious (and arousing) wiles. Given Ray’s and Drake’s energy and pugnacity, there’s no chance of a “sophomore slump” here. Each man seems intensely aware that, after a dues-paying inauguration, this fight is the one to prove his mettle and pull in fans.
Ray calls out Drake, confident that he can easily take this guy. The two wrestlers are tightly matched. Both know their way around a mat. Ray’s eyes betray a strong bent for mischief and a willingness to cross lines to get his own way. When Drake wriggles free from Ray’s initial assault, Ray shortcuts with a low blow that effectively crumples his pretty faced opponent. He enjoys the dirty tactic so much that he clamps down harder and longer, savoring Drake’s writhing pain. This is Ray’s idea of a good time, but Drake makes sure he pays for it soon enough. Drake gives the fledgling heel a hard spanking and then stretches the wannabe bad boy out, totally immobilized and helpless, left high and dry.
Despite getting a taste of Drake’s determination and know-how, Ray remains confident, perhaps overly confident, holding back as his opponent revs himself up for a second fall. Though stalling, he feigns disinterest, saying, “Just gonna sit here and wait for you to make your move.” Drake doesn’t have to be asked twice. He tackles Ray and digs into him like a tick. Ray turns it around soon enough, but Drake makes it hard. From the looks of things, Drake makes Ray hard too. The rookies find themselves temporarily stalemated in a mutually destructive “69″ scissors hold. These two young talents have clearly drawn the lines for this match, an intense give-and-take fight to the finish. They have decided that after this mat scrap everybody into wrestling is going to know their names.
Drake Marcos sees Ray Naylor and he sees a smart-aleck brat who needs a spanking. Ray sees Drake and he sees a cutie boy nemesis he needs to mess up. Pretty quickly we realize who’s the heel here and who’s the babyface. What isn’t so clear is which side is going to prevail. Both men are tough as nails. Ray peels down one half of his own singlet and uses the strap to choke Drake. Then he leads him around the mat like a dog, using the cinch and strap as a collar and leash. Humiliated and deprived of oxygen, Drake’s face turns a bruisy shade of blue, and his sobs of pain and exasperation could break a fellow’s heart if they didn’t have the effect of making him so goddamned horny and hot!
Still, this match stays evenly balanced till the bitter end. Soon enough, Drake reverses, and this time it’s Ray gasping vainly for air. Both wrestlers exhibit rare dynamism for a couple of relative rookies. They ply each other with chokes and chops, with the vigor and ferocity of junkyard curs. These guys fight like veterans who have bitterly hoarded up grudge upon grudge for years. Young as they are, they seem to have a lot of rage to vent on each other, and it’s all to make names for themselves with BGE fans. Things get hairy fast. You get the distinct feeling that, any second now, one of these guys is going to climb up the other guy’s ass and punch his way out with his fists! And just when you think one of these guys is a goner, he springs back into action with twice the fire as before.
Singlets eventually get stripped off, and Drake and Ray battle on in the barest of gear: a classic jockstrap for Drake and a jock-thong for Ray, both packing a powerful pouch. In the end, somebody is going to have to literally kiss somebody’s ass before he’s even allowed to submit. In a finisher you will never forget, the victor at last incapacitates the loser with a reverse face-smothering figure-four head scissors, snuffing the guy out between his butt cheeks and exclaiming triumphantly, “You’re mine!” And if this isn’t the sexiest figure 4 head scissors you’ve ever seen in your life, please send us photos of one that’s hotter! This match is destined to be on many “Best Of” lists. We’ve seen this intensity before in some of BGE’s biggest stars, and if Naylor and Marcos fail to win you over completely with this balls-to-the-wall scrap, it won’t be because they didn’t give 120% trying.