A Chad and Jeb Story- Part One
Chad and Jeb are two bothers from a wrestling family. From the earliest years their father taught them how to wrestle and inflict pain on an opponent and then humiliate them in the ring. Chad is the older at 24. He is a mass of muscle at 6’2” and 220 lbs. With blond hair and tanned skin, he is a living Greek statue of muscle and beautiful physique. Jeb at 22 is his brother in smaller version. At 6’ and 200 lbs. he still has the muscle mass and physique of his brother. They have been all around the state and even spent some time in Latin America. But they are home now. Moving from town to town they worked for any matchmaker who would hire them. There specialty, surprise, was in brutalizing opposing wrestlers. They would take on the local champs and place large bets on their winning the match. Even when their record became known local pride required that the men answer their challenge even if defeat and humiliation was certain. Freddy, Jeb’s significant other, went to every match so he could enjoy the dominance of his boyfriend over the men he wrestled. The brothers hoped eventually to break into a major federation.
After one particularly shocking match in a tank town, a stranger entered their locker room and introduced himself as Mr. Jones. He said that he represented a group of wrestling enthusiasts who had organized a private wrestling club in the Bahamas. He had seen them wrestle several times, and especially the match this evening. Based on their performances he was prepared to offer them a tryout with the club, all expenses paid. Jeb asked about Freddy and Mr. Jones was most accommodating. He said he would be included. In fact, several of their wrestlers had valets and Freddy might fit in nicely.
The flight out of Miami was pleasant enough but Mr. Jones was remarkably uncommunicative no matter how often one of the young trio tried to engage him in conversation. Chad in particular was curious about how they had gotten themselves into this situation knowing as little as they did. But Jones obviously had money. How else could he have paid for two flights for 4 people as well as the Miami hotel where they had stayed.
Had Chad known the truth it probably would not have bothered him. In fact, it probably would have caused his tool to stiffen in anticipation and his juices to rise at the thought of what he would be asked to do. Mr. Jones was the talent scout for a special private wrestling club founded by a dozen very wealthy men with closely connected fetishes. They liked wrestling. They liked muscle wrestlers. They liked gay matches, though not exclusively. They liked brutality, domination, and sexual perversion. And they liked to see the loser degraded at the hands of the victor.
The founder and chairman was a South African diamond mine owner. His cohorts included a Middle Eastern oil sheik, a Greek shipping magnet, a South American financier, a German industrialist, and an American professional wrestler who had turned to a career in the movies. They had met in various locales on business or pleasure and over time discovered their common interests. It was the American wrestler who suggested they found the club to bring all their fantasies to life. Each had a scout in his part of the world looking for prospective fighters. When one was found, he was brought to the island for a tryout with another new recruit to test his skill and aggression. Usually only one was retained for membership, the other for different uses, although none of this was known to the young men. If the match was especially good both might be voted on to the roster. Then a real match was staged with two of the new fighters going after one another. They were told the winner would receive a large cash prize and the loser a ticket home.
Jeb waited in his dressing room for the call to go to the ring. These people wasted no time. They had only arrived yesterday and already the first tryout was happening. Jeb had been told he would go first. Chad asked if he could act as Jeb’s manager for the match. After sending a handler to the Chairman word came back that he could. Chad knew that his experience and knowledge of wrestling would help Jeb as well as his awareness of the need for men like the club committee to get off their rocks at the site of muscle, especially gay muscle, being pulverized.
Freddy sat on Jeb’s naked lap running his hand across his pink but firm nipples that stimulated Jeb’s tool under him. He too was naked. “I love you so much, Jeb. But the thing I love most about you is the way you can handle your opponents. When you screwed the hole of your last victim, I had an orgasm almost as good as you give. Jeb spoke, “I never would have believed that a pretty little boy like you could have such a dirty mind.” “Not dirty, just imaginative,” he shot back. “What ever it is I like it,” said Jeb. Freddy told Jeb, “I asked Chad and he said he found out that your tryout partner is a gay kid. You are as good as in, my little bone crusher.” He slowly pressed his lips against Jeb’s as if to stimulate him. But just as Jeb began to move more intensively to strengthen the kiss, Freddy pulled back and said “You can have it after I see you working over the muscle meat in your tryout.” Jeb understood what Freddy wanted. He had made it very clear after he attended Jeb’s first match that “I like beautiful muscle like you wouldn’t believe. But it turns me on only when it is being overpowered by a sexy guy with muscle of his own.” He touched his nipple again, only this time he also sucked it. “Bring me some meat and you will never forget what it will buy you.” Jeb thought to himself: “What a piece of work. In high school you couldn’t get him to go to a party. Now he’s as bloodthirsty as Chad. But I wouldn’t have him any other way.”
Chad entered the room. “No time for fucking around. You have a match in five minutes. Remember, you have to win to ensure that they will sign you. I will be at ringside giving you directions on how to take out this guy and when to do it. I know what these money types want, an orgasm as they see real men struggle.” Jeb had always listened to Chad and now would be no different. Putting on a robe he made his way into the arena. It was small, with room for about 50 people. The ring was in the center with raised seats just above the level of the mat. A six foot area separated the ring from the seats placed on three sides. Behind the ring where all the spectators could see was a huge projection screen. The cost for attending one match was $50,000. Members of the club were free. Most of the seats were taken by a wealthy but diverse group of people.
Chad followed Jeb into the ring and went to his corner. Trevor came out next. He was almost the exact weight and height of Jeb, 6’ and 195 lbs., but a little leaner in the torso. He had no hair on his chest and was smooth and sexy. He had solid but not massive legs and arms, medium sized nipples on muscular pecs that protruded a little, and an 8 inch dick. He entered the Royal Navy at 17 and now at 25 was out of the service looking for something to support himself and his boyfriend, Alfie. Trevor had a good sense about organization and if this wrestling thing fell through, he would start some managerial training program. He had wrestled in the navy and it was there that the scout contacted him. Since his time was almost up, he agreed to the tryout. Both he and his boyfriend were from England. They would move there after he finished his wrestling stint. Alfie was in the visitor’s box to the left of the chairman. He had confidence in his partner who had never lost a match but a little apprehensive because of all the unknowns involved in this affair. While still in the dressing room he had said to Trevor, “If you want to leave now, I am with you. But if you want to stay, I will stay.” Tenderly Trevor took him into his arms and said, “I love you and if I thought this was a bad decision I would be out of here in a flash. But the opportunity for the two of us is too great to pass up.” Kissing his chest and gently fondling his penis he smiled and went to the arena.
The rules for the match were quickly dealt with: naked wrestlers, no holds barred, submission only by the acceptance of the winner. The committee would then vote on whether to take one or both of the young combatants into the club.
As the two young warriors went to their corners, Chad said, “Listen for my instructions. Whatever I tell you to do, do it. Understand.” “Yes.” Chad had aways exercised control over his younger brother and now was no different. For Jeb’s 18th birthday he introduced him to the pleasures of male sex. After each match the three of them would go to the showers and make love.
The bell rang. Jeb wasted no time. He wanted to put Trevor out of commission as soon as possible. He ran toward the corner only to find that Trevor had deftly sidestepped him and now had him in an armbar. Chad cussed at Jeb for the stupid mistake. “Are you a fucking fool? Don’t charge him he’ll out maneuver you. Work him in close.” Jeb put his body in front of Trevor and used his hips to roll him over. Trevor broke the hold and Jeb backed off. “Use your brains, kid. Out think him.” Jeb moved slowly now looking for an opening. He dove for the man’s leg and up ended him. He dropped down and caught Trevor in a side headlock. Sitting on the mat he had the sailor on his back. But Trevor muscled his way up and brought Jeb to his feet. “Bulldog, use the bulldog.” Jeb began to run across the ring with Trevor in his headlock. Then he sat out driving the sailor’s head into the canvas face first. “That’s more like it. Don’t give him breathing space. Do a hand stand on his back and drop a knee to his spine.” Jeb put his hands on his opponent’s back and let the full weight of his body crash into the prone boy. Trevor’s body quivered at the shock. “Turn him over. Drop a knee to his throat and another to his sternum. “Again, Jeb followed his instructions to the letter. After turning him over he leapt as high as he could and landed on the throat of his opponent and followed with the same to his sternum. Trevor was now rolling in pain on the mat. Alfie felt a pang in his stomach as his boyfriend was battered.
Chad felt better now. Jeb had taken control and now he would let his little brother do a job on the suffering man. “He’s all yours, bro, break him.”
Jeb now brought Trevor to his feet and whipped him by the arm into the ropes meeting him with a devastating clothesline. A kick to the head, then he brought the wrestler up again and sent knee lifts into his sculpted abs. A series of hammer blows put him on the mat again. He put two fingers into Trevor’s nostrils and lifted him up in this humiliating manner. Jeb paraded his prisoner around the ring. Laughter came from the stands. But just as he looked away for a second to get Chad’s approval, Trevor let a fist fly into Jeb’s temple. Stumbling across the ring he held his head that seemed to want to explode. Trevor used this time to recover his senses. When Jeb turned to go back after Trevor, he was met by a dropkick that sent him sprawling. “Get out of there. He has you on the run. Break his momentum. Get out of the ring.” Still down from the drop kick Jeb slid under the ropes to the floor. Actually, that was no place of asylum in the club rules. The fight could go anywhere in the arena. But Trevor didn’t know that. As a good sport following navy rules, he waited for the ref to count Jeb back into the ring. Actually, the ref had been incredibly passive throughout the match. Now he just stood there. Trevor told him to count. The ref said there was no count. “Go get him if you want.”
While this was going on Jeb had been hauled over by Chad. “You stupid ass. Is this all you can do on your own? Get back in there and take advantage of the rules.” “What rules?” asked Jeb. “Exactly,” responded Chad. Jeb let out a smile and began to climb back into the ring. Trevor had come around to the corner on the floor but Jeb’s reentry lost him any advantage. As the gay wrestler slipped into the ring under the ropes, Jeb went on the attack. He laid a sliding kick on the head and shoulders of his now to be victim. Trevor was again on the floor but now he had taken a fall that left him groggy and off balance. Jeb followed Trevor and grabbed him by the back of the neck and his tights and flung him back into the ring.
After a leg sit out on the back of Trevor’s head, Jeb began to dominate the match. He lifted him up and tied him up in the ring ropes. Running he catapulted off the other side of the ring and brought a flying arm to the captive’s head. A kick to the abs, a fist to the head, a knee to the groin and Jeb had his victim set up for the rest of the torture session.
Releasing Trevor and then throwing the boy into the ropes he bounded back into Jeb’s arms and was flipped by a belly-to-belly suplex. Taking his victim’s legs, he spread them out and then did a head butt by falling forward from a standing position on the balls of his victim. Trevor let out a scream that brought applause from the audience. This was what they wanted to see. Not that “by the rules shit. “Work him over and dominate him. Humiliate him. That’s what they want. Can’t you see it?” said Chad. Jeb used his brother’s favorite attack. Trevor lay on the mat. Jeb put the downed man’s tits into a vice like squeeze. Then he planted his knee into Trevor’s groin and used both to bring him to high level of pain. He turned and twisted the nipples while grinding his balls and dick. When he had finished that particular activity, he put Trevor against the ropes but he tended to fall forward. “You are not being cooperative, boy. Stand up straight so I can beat you to a pulp.”
Still Trevor wavered. “O.K., boy, I will just have to pile a little more humiliation on you. I think your boyfriend will like this. Freddy, hold him up in the ropes so I can work him.” Freddy came to the ring and reached through the ropes to grad the beaten man’s penis and prevent him from falling. It was large and easy to grip. He went up on to the apron pulling his weight up with Trevor’s love tool. He felt as if it was being ripped from its roots. Now firmly in Freddy’s grasp the muscle stud was going nowhere. Freddy thought this whole thing was so hot he just had to say something. He felt so turned on by the affair he said to Trevor, “You have a nice piece of meat but my boyfriend promised it to me in exchange for a night of love and sex. Thanks for being so cooperative, you bastard. Oh! By the way, your boyfriend is getting an eye full.” Humiliated and dominated Trevor could do little to stem the attack. With Freddy keeping his prisoner under control, Jeb went to work on his nuts and pecs. He took a ball into each hand and pressured then between his finger and thumb. Not enough to crush them but enough to have him utter cries of submission that rang through the arena. His mouth bit the tender nipple adding to the devastating assault on the boy’s body. Screaming his submission Trevor yelled, “Stop please. No more. I give, I submit.” His voice filled the arena with cries and sobs mixed with tears.
No submission was accepted. That was the brothers’ way. No pity, no mercy, no concern. How else could you delight in the destruction of men and their sexual domination? Now they were experiencing a new rush, abusing and degrading a man in front of his lover. Jeb felt a new sensation as he looked up at him, saw tears in his eyes, fear in his face and despair in his heart. Every squeeze of tit and ball brought a quiver or cry from Alfie’s other. Alfie felt each shock of pain with him. Jeb knew this and told Freddy, still restraining his victim, “Look at his lover. I am destroying him as much as Trevor. I feel so totally in control it’s making me shake with anticipation. I need to get off on this piece of shit before I waste it on the floor.
Letting go, Freddy dropped to the floor. The tortured man fell forward and hit face first on the canvas. Jeb then took him and lifted him into a double shoulder backbreaker. Chad yelled, “You bastard, stealing my holds are you. At least make it good and don’t screw up. Long, sexy, and painful. Then a gusher like an oil well at the end. He’s ready. Look into his eyes. See the fear? That means he belongs to you. You are the man. You are the boss man now. Take his manhood away from him and dump it on the ground. Let the boy get a good look at his bitch lover. Rack him. Rack him like a side of beef. Show off to Freddy. Let him see you milk the pussy boy.” The words worked like an aphrodisiac on Jeb. He was getting hotter and hotter. Jeb worked the penis of his victim and made it stand up its full 8 inches. Chad was right. Trevor was so frightened he did nothing that might offend Jeb. He gave up his manhood to save his life. Careful manipulation and the strong fingers of the torturer brought gushing white liquid flowing from his penis onto Jeb’s hand, Trevor’s groin, and the floor of the ring. Jeb dropped the abused young man to the mat.
Jed needed to end everything now before he shot his load all over the ring. Chad yelled up, “Do the ‘finger fuck’, the one I showed you. But keep it on until I say to let go.” Chad gave Jeb a small piece of leather just big enough to put two fingers into it. He did, the first and middle fingers. He lifted his victim up and then took the two fingers and placed them into Trevor’s mouth. Rather he shoved them into his mouth until he had driven them down to the throat. The battered wrestler began to struggle violently trying to remove the fingers but Jeb was too strong and the victim slowly fell into unconsciousness as his struggle weakened and his breathing became impaired. “Keep it up,” demanded Chad. “Keep it up.” After a minute or so Trevor’s movements became spasmodic and his arms fell to his side. Legs gave out. Only Jeb kept him from falling. Still Chad called for him to keep up the hold. “More pressure. Drive deeper. Push down his throat. Don’t stop even if he blacks out.” Jeb didn’t understand but he would never disobey big brother. He kept up the pressure but he knew that too long and everything would end here with no playtime. “Now Jeb, you can let him go.” Why had Chad kept the hold on so long. Why? The committee and the other spectators were jerking off or having their friends suck them. Jeb had to wait until all of them had been satisfied.
Now he would get his pleasure from his work of destruction. Jeb said to Trevor, “I know that your boy sucks your dick to pleasure you. Now you will play the boy and pleasure me. Put your moist mouth around my dick and suck. I had better feel something out of this world or I may get your boy to do it instead.” The beaten man wanted to get his revenge for all the humiliations his boyfriend had had to endure but had neither the strength nor the courage to do it. Chad was right. There was fear in his eyes. Physical and sexual domination had reduced him to a quivering mass ready to submit to any perversion or degradation. Trevor took the hard pulsing spear into his mouth and felt the thrust of Jeb’s pelvis drive the tip into his throat. “Make it good, bitch, I need to shoot a big load and you seem big enough to hold it. I don’t want to see a drop come out of your mouth. Take it all and swallow it or I will finish putting it into your boy.” With that Jeb pushed his cock several times into Trevor and then shot a load that would have filled a milk bottle. Trevor tried to keep all of it within him but it exploded with such power that his mouth was filled before he could get it all down. Drops drooled down his chin and dribbled out from between his lips. “So, you disobeyed me, you dirt bag. You should kiss my ass that I am in a good mood today and will let this pass. In fact, kiss my ass.” The broken sailor of the Queen kissed Jeb’s ass. Now he was just a plain sailor queen.
The audience showed their appreciation by tossing hundred-dollar bills into the arena. A little extra cash never hurt anyone. But the real issue now was the vote. Would either of these young warriors be accepted into the club? They would retire to their board room and return in a short time with their decision. Jeb never did anything without Chad’s approval but now he did something that took Chad and Freddy by surprise. He began, “Mister Chairman and club members and all of you guests, I have something to say.” He paused and then went over to Trevor who had collapsed into a sitting position, head bowed, dejection on his expression. Chad’s jaw dropped as Jeb extend his hand to Trevor in order to help him up. Hesitant at first, he accepted and Jeb pulled him up and then raised his hand in a victory stance. “What is that idiot brother of mine doing.” mused Chad. He soon found out. Jeb motioned for Alfie, Trevor’s partner, to come into the ring. Standing between them he continued his address. “I have fought this day against a strong and valiant opponent who upheld his dignity in the face of defeat. I have many times entered the ring to do combat but never have I felt such respect for my opponent. To beat a man is a great feeling. To beat a man who is all that I have said brings me sadness. He deserves better. I want him as a friend and companion to share his strength and courage with me. His partner had to see his unsuccessful struggle but did not desert him. Here are two people who deserve a chance to make a life for themselves. I ask that if the committee finds that I deserve to be a member of the club, that you extend that same privilege to Trevor. I would also ask that Freddy, my boyfriend, and Alfie, his partner, be granted valet status for each of us. Thank you. Jeb shook hands with Trevor and gave Alfie a kiss on the cheek.
A small round of applause grew into a full recognition by all those present. Such nobility and fairness were not usually part of the club. But the uniqueness of the act if nothing else impressed them. The committee left to discuss the issue. Chad grabbed Jeb by the shoulder and spun him around. “What in the hell do you think you are doing? What is this nobility shit, dunce?” Jeb said, “I really enjoyed myself this evening. He was a turn on. I want to play with him again. And to see his boy being cut to pieces by my work on his lover made me almost cum without touching myself. I want to see his face when I fuck him at both ends.” Chad stood for a second then responded, “You clever bastard. I better watch out before you become the brains of this outfit. What do you think Freddy?” Freddy gushed, “Let me help you put him away. It was so awesome holding him in my hand. Now I know how you guys feel when you wrestle against a man and make him yours. Teach me some holds that I can use.” “You bet”, said Jeb. “But don’t you owe me something?”
The committee filed in. The chairmen spoke. We have voted to accept Jeb’s proposal. Congratulations to all of you young people on a successful debut.” The trio smiled and shook hands with each other and with Trevor and Alfie. “If I could ask one thing more, sir?” “Yes.” I would like to give Trevor a rematch as a salute to his courage.”
“In two days, you will have your rematch.” Jeb, Chad and Freddy smiled again at one another as they left the arena. “The best is yet to come.”
Freddy now completed his promise to Jeb. After Jeb’s shower, Alfie took him to a side room off the locker room. Chad had decided to let the two have their time together and went back to their rooms. Freddy began to touch Jeb on his chest and shoulders. It was a moment of excitement. Jeb could feel his desires coming to the fore. More, he wanted more. Freddy understood Jeb’s need and caressed his nipples causing Jeb to go rigid. Using his talented mouth, Freddy began to suck the nipples gently but firmly until Jeb had been brought to a full level of excitement. He took Freddy into his arms and kissed him with a passion. Holding his lover in his arms he began to perform a frottage penis to penis movement. Standing face to face and body to body, the sex drive of both went into high gear. Their feelings for one another had always been strong but the effect of a wrestling match with sexual domination and physical destruction generated an even stronger need to find release for the act of love shared between these two young men. The mutual orgasm was the release they sought. It gave each a sense of love and commitment to one another as only such moments of ecstasy can.
To be continued
