Naked Tag Team Championship
Good evening fans. This is your play-by-play announcer Randy Broom looking forward to an outstanding matchup on tonight’s card. This will be the first Southern Naked Wrestling Tag Team Championship match ever. And the contestants look like they can put on some show. The first team is from Atlanta and call themselves the “Cop Killas”. They are brothers, although not twins, who still look and wrestle alike. Both are 6’2” and 210 lbs. They have an impressive record in local wrestling federations and are the pride and joy of the Black Wrestling League out of Atlanta, where they are undefeated. They are Rocker and Rapper.
Their opponents are new to the area and are called the Choirboys because of their innocent and handsome looks and to die for bodies. Doug is 6’3” 215 lbs and Zoltan is 6’2” 195 lbs. They are a beautiful pair to see and come highly recommended from the Midwestern league they wrestled for. For looks my money is on the white boys. For power I have to go with the blacks. Sorry fans just calling it as I see it.
Both teams are now in the ring receiving their instructions and the difference between them could not be greater. The blacks are animated and are eying their opponents pointing fingers and making remarks. The white boys are calm and listen to the instructions. Wait a second, they are going down on their knees. I guess this is why they are called the Choirboys. I can hear them. Doug said, “We pray that no harm my come to our opponents.” Now they get up and offer a handshake which their opponents refuse and they turn to go to their corner.
Whoa! The choirboys open their attack on the unprepared black muscle by landing two mirror dropkicks on the backs of the “Killas” driving them into the corner as well as into each other. Moving against the blacks they pull them out of the corner and whip them into the ropes. As they come off, they are met with another Choirboy dropkick. Doug has Rapper and Zoltan has Rocker. Wasting no time the handsome young men drop knees across the throats of the downed boys. This is followed by a quick leg drop as well on the same target. Pulling them up by the hair the boys do a front atomic drop and immediately following it up with a back atomic drop as well. The black boys are rolling on the canvas from the well-placed blows.
Pulling on their hair the Choirboys are ready to try something else. A German suplex sends the black bodies into the mat back of their head first. The move is repeated twice more with devastating effect. The “Killas” are being killed. A mirror leg drop across the chest and a knee drop to the head lay out the poor black boys. These young things are well trained and vicious to boot. Here goes a bodyslam and an elbow drop on the chest. These Atlanta guys are being taken apart piece by piece without any response at all. Love these kinds of matches. They pull the legs of the black wrestlers up into a V and land a well placed and very effective knee drop on the exposed balls of these black muscle men. They may be big in the sex organs but they are a little weak in the skill areas as this match is proving. They are now placing the black boys on top of the turnbuckles and execute two perfect Hurricanas that plant the heads of both blacks on the mat. Moving forward without losing a beat the Choirboys do a spinning neck breaker and leave their opponents on the mat with little fight left.
But these boys know how to put on a good show and they are not finished yet with the entertainment of the crowd. Putting them into a cradle they drop them to their knees and apply an over the knee backbreaker. Pushing down on the chin they grab the balls of the black men and pull down on them as well. The screams are ear splitting as the manhood of these black boys are manhandled by these two white hunks. The pressure is unbelievable. Both blacks are screaming their submission but according to the rules there are no submissions without the winner’s approval. Dropping their victims they put them into an across the shoulder backbreaker and again pull on the balls of the black muscle boys. Again, they scream their submission and again the white studs refuse to accept. They are getting off on this match.
Now they lift their victims in a reverse military press and drop the black bodies on to the knees which sends a jolt into the back of each ebony wrestler. Pulling them up by the hair they put them across their shoulder face down head forward. They both hold on to the heads and flip them forward landing the head and neck on the knee while letting the body fall to the mat. That must have stung. The “Killas” are out on the mat and barely moving but the Choirboys are moving in again and send kicks into the abs of the downed fighters. Going now into a fireman’s carry they fall back landing on top of the black bodies as they hit the mat. Raising them they hurl them into the ropes and perform a picture-perfect backdrop that sends the poor things into the stratosphere before they land with a bash. Going to the top ropes of the corner they execute a flying somersault landing square on the torsos of their targets. This is getting to be more fun than I thought. A major squash job by two excellent technical wrestlers with attitude against a pair of wannabes who took on more than they could handle.
Lifting the black bodies off the mat they drive a Finnish kick into their faces sending them sprawling on the canvas. I think they might have broken some noses with that move. Here go a couple of sharpshooters putting great pressure on the already badly beaten backs of the black brothers. They are both screaming their submission and tapping out but their cries are being ignored. Letting go of the hold the white hunks apply a surfboard but pull up to leave their quarry suspended in the air facing the ceiling bending their backs even further. As their arms are released the black boys are whipped forward by the powerful legs of the Choirboys landing face down with a thud. If their noses weren’t broken before they are now. “It is time to render justice to those who kill cops. They will not escape vengeance for their crimes”, announces Doug.
Raised by their tormentors the battered bodies are flung into the ropes and met with a pair of bearhugs. The white boys are applying tremendous pressure on the bruised and manhandled backs of the black pair. Arms like hoops of steel encircle their victims and fists are placed in the small of the back along the spinal column while muscles tighten and biceps explode with unimagined energy. The movements of the white studs tell me they are after more than victory. They are moving their bodies in undulating motions that cause their penises to rub against those of their opponents. They want to win and be sexually satisfied as well. They certainly have earned it after the devastating and total defeat of these poor excuses for wrestlers. You can sense that they are feeling their juices arise as they continue to squeeze and rub their “bitches”. It shouldn’t be long now. Yes, their movements are becoming even stronger and more determined. This is where many young men are seriously injured in Naked Championship Wrestling. The sex drive takes over and the end only comes when one has been satisfied which is often beyond the ability of the loser to survive. I have seen at least two matches where the winner came after the breaking point of his opponent. One of those young men recovered from his injuries but the other is finished as a wrestler. What will happen here? Will the white boys shoot first or will the black backs give out first? Here we go. The frenzy of the Choirboys has reached its climax and they shoot into the groin of their defeated targets who seem to have avoided permanent damage. But the boys don’t seem ready just yet to let go. They are keeping up the pressure. How much longer this can go on I have no idea.
A cry of victory and a smile at each other ends the massacre. The bodies of the black brothers fall to the mat without any movement except for the shallowest of breathing. The boys raise their arms to acknowledge the cheers of the crowd and the beautiful destruction they have laid on these poor also rans. Southern Naked Championship Wrestling has its first tag team champions.
Wait a second. The Choirboys are pulling the blacks up to waist level. So that is what comes next. Beaten physically, its now time to destroy them sexually and emotionally. Taking their now engorged cocks they thrust them into the black mouths and drive them in and out with all the power in their muscular bodies. Pelvic movements make the process incredibly exciting. The level of anticipation among the crowd keeps growing as the cocks of the white boys also grow with the feeling of warm flesh enveloping the manhood of the victors. The crowd is starting to chant “Shoot, shoot, shoot.” This is what makes the matches so attractive - the physical and sexual domination of the looser. Here it comes. The moans and reactions of the Choirboys announce the coming explosion of manhood into the black boys. So much cum is being released that it is flowing out of the poor boys’ mouths and on to their bodies.
What a climax to the evening’s entertainment. Wait! There is more. Taking the boys they are tying them up in the ropes. What next? Here it is. The white mouths are taking the black nipples inside. Sucking, they are bringing the black boys to a sexual high. Now they take the penis of each man and do an unusual twisting movement of the penis. The reaction of the blacks is to be sent into an incredible shuddering of their bodies as the beautiful sexual manipulation goes forward. There it goes. They shoot they’re cum onto their bodies with the white muscle draining them of every drop of the white liquid. Such an action reduces the poor black boys to boy-toys for the white dominators. Releasing them from the ropes the blacks lie on the mat.
Another event is taking place. The Choirboys are going down on their knees again but this time each kneels on the chest of his opponent. “Help them recover from their injuries so they may wrestle again. We would like to give them a rematch”, intoned Doug. Standing up they leave the ring with quiet dignity and personal command. Waving to the crowd but avoiding unseemly demonstrations of victory. The maintenance crew has come into the ring to carry out the losers. Thank you, folks, for being with us this evening. Tune in next week when we have a special match between our most handsome and most beautiful body, Greg, and a new arrival from Mexico.
