A Rematch Between Two Giants: Bill the Crusher Rev Citrine

[MapleR]

The harsh squeezing of one of his thighs got Bill a vicious grin from Rev. He could see that Bill was struggling, heaving, groaning, trying to scutter away like a mouse pierced by the claw of a cat. And honestly?

Given how hot and cold the other man continued to be, acting pissed then kissing him then demanding subservience?

Rev wanted to see a little more struggling. Seeing Bill's face practically pressing against his jock was nice and made the cock inside throb against Bill's face...But Rev had an idea on how to "pretty up" whatever eas underneath that mask. He let go of Bill's arm with one hand, still holding it with the other as he heard balled up his fist, wound it back, and-

WHAM!!

He rammed his fist right into Bill's face trapped head, aiming for where he assumed Bill's nose was. If he heard that telltale crunch, he'd proceed to push the palm of his hand against said nose, wanting to truly begin taking his frustrations out on this man. All the while he squeezed down harder, the muscles in this thighs flexing around Bill's neck and arm as he continued grinning with vicious intent, looking forward to hearing more of the beautiful noises his opponent would make.

[Lycanstar]

Bill's head reverberated in place as Rev's fist slammed hard against it- fortunately being spared from a broken nose as instead of a loud crunch for Rev to no doubt take advantage of; Bill's head instead lost all strength as it laid face down rested against Rev's crotch. The intense hold had seemingly drained Bill of all the strength He had to truly resist; turning Him into nothing more than a gasping pile of pain and misery.

"mmnf... m-mmnf."

Bill moaned uncomfortably into Rev's jockstrap as the pressure on His arm and head continued to intense- His massive body began shaking and oh so suddenly would jump on occasion from the pain. The squeezing of Rev's thigh ceased and Bill's hand limply danced against the pinkette's skin; all the while the only signs of life were the occasional muffled grunt followed by another jolt His body gave in a desperate attempt to remain conscious. And all this combined with the forced scent of Rev's cum along with His own created a environment in which it would prove intensely difficult for the big man to retain focus... This couldn't be lights out for Bill could it?

[MapleR]

Just as it seemed to truly be the case, that Bill would be knocked out and left to be potentially counted out...Rev ceased the choke, letting go of Bill's hand. Moving back, he simply let his opponent flop to the mat completely.

As he watched his opponent while continuing to move, knowing damn well giving his opponent significant time to recover could do, Bill's proposition rang through Rev's head once more, in addition to his own thoughts on the matter.

Honestly, the nerve of asking for that during what's meant to be a wrestling match...

...it seemed as though Bill needed to be humbled himself. He said that Rev deserved to be put through punishment, as if Bill himself couldn't use some too. Frankly, the fact that he was such a goddamn baby he couldn't even put his emotions aside for this match just made this fact more clear.

And he couldn't very well humiliate someone unconscious, now could he?

...as Rev continued thinking this over, he looked at his opponent once more. He was on his feet now, having stood up entirely. And then a thought came to mind.

Bill was out of it mostly likely, and he was slow on top of that, so maybe...His eyes wandered to Bill's bruised ribs, and his sadistic grin only grew as elation sent shivers up his spine. His plan was simple.

CRASH!!

Turning around so his back was to Bill, he jumped up and back, having every intention of landing ass first directly onto Bill's spine, in addition to the lesser but still powerful slam of the back his legs slamming down onto those bruises with a sudden burst of pressure.

Was this a bad idea that would break his ass if Bill rolled away? Yes. But if it succeeded, Rev had plans he desperately wanted to make Bill suffer through.

[Lycanstar]

Everything went dark as Bill's focus could only remain on His own breathing. Being anywhere even near the ring against somebody like Rev was a gruelling task and the constant back and forth of domination had taken it's toll on the masked man. Maybe He could kid Himself into thinking He was just "Gathering His strength" but the mere fact He was the one on the receiving end of the domination would be damage Bill's psyche.

What would damage His body however was when the entire force of Rev's massive body came crashing down onto Bill's spine.

Bill's entire body seized upwards for a brief second- The sudden impact causing such a intense strain it almost seemed like He was awakened from the triangle choke that had put Him out less than a minute earlier! On top of the thick rear of Rev on His spine, Bill felt Rev's legs slamming down on the already bruised ribs that were one of the first targets of the Pinkette~

The pain crept through His body in a instant as His nerves danced in one of the most uncomfortable ways He had ever felt! He struggled to speak; to let out even a whimper of pain to alleviate any part of this... But Bill's head raised itself before soon-after slamming back against the canvas. He simply had no answer; not enough strength to make a move... What could Bill do to regain Himself?

[MapleR]

Rev almost stood there for a moment, just to catch his breathe and let what just occur truly settle in. The way he saw Bill's head try to raise up before pitifully falling back down was a sight to behold. He couldn't let it go to waste.

THUNK!

...well, he couldn't let it go to waste after punching Bill in the back of the head as hard as he could, a huff of satisfaction leaving him at the sound it made.

With a silent groan as his muscles ached, he stood up, grabbing lifting up Bill by the arms with him as he did so. It was awkward, doing this with a man somehow larger than Rev himself was, but he had a plan, and having Bill on his feet would be much easier than not. Still, as he couldn't help but not the impressive musculature of Bill's biceps as he did this, the muscles relaxed and not as firm as they'd normally otherwise. A sign of a man who worked hard for his body, one Rev would be more appreciative of if it had been any other man instead of this manchild he had the misfortune of fighting.

Still...the audience liked that body of Bill's, Rev had seen it first hand. The way in their last fight, the men had descended upon Bill grabbing and licking and biting and pulling on any part of his body they could reach. He...wasn't sure if that was something he'd repeat this time around, perhaps if Bill couldn't get his act together, he would. But...he had an idea for a way the audience could appreciate this body of Bill's...just from a more acceptable distance.

And so, slinging one of Bill's arms over his shoulder and reaching around Bill's waist, digits digging in and grabbing harshly at the man's bruised ribs to keep him upright but remind him of his current place, Rev began to walk towards the ropes, a mirror of what Bill did to him last time when Rev himself had been too out of it to fight back. He had a different plan, but would Bill fight back as Rev began putting his plan into motion?

[Lycanstar]

The hard smash against the back of Bill's skull perhaps cemented the fact this match was perhaps the least amicable He had ever faced during His time at LAW. Bill was already practically out of it and a strike like that was wholly unnecessary- it was just another infraction in the long list that the aggressive Rev had racked up during the time they had known one another.

But it seemed Rev intended on making that list just a little longer still as He slowly rose to His feet while dragging Bill by the arms as well. Bill was limp as a puppet; His head heavy as it leaned downwards and shaking as Rev manoeuvred the big man into His clutches. His heavy breathing was certainly felt against Rev's chest as the dazed giant did not utter a word while in Rev's clutches- hoping that somewhere beneath that mask lay the desire and determination of a stronger version of Himself. An exasperated breath and twitch here or there was all the resistance Rev would receive- even as Bill's ribs were searing with pain while Rev dug His fingers in with vitriol.

Were Bill's feet moving on His own volition? It was hard for Him to even tell as He felt His body moving alongside the unmistakable hunk of flesh that was Rev. That strike to the back of the head had certainly made Him feel loopy as He was unsure of which direction He was facing until He felt the ropes against His body; a new crutch to help Him stay on His feet while trying to make sense of everything. Any thought of offense or physical resistance had the unfortunate outcome of a meagre spasm or twitch as it would take Him longer to regain His bearings! What exactly did Rev have planned for Him?

[MapleR]

Rev, when the two got close enough to the ropes, got to work. It was easy enough, forcing Bill's upper half between the top and middle ropes before pulling back on his opponent, the top rope digging into Bill's back.

Rev frowned. It was a fragile predicament at best, not sure about his ability to actually bind Bill's arms together with how much space there was between the top and middle ropes...granted, he had a feeling Bill was so out of it, that it didn't matter.

Now...it was time to humiliate the fucker who threw a hissy fit. He reached around and pulled back on Bill's chin, forcing the other's torso to stretch back over the rope and showing off Bill's massive pecs and sculpted abs for the audience, who were practically frothing at the mouthes and giving all manner of obscene demands.

...and well...Rev already did have one of those mind. Grinning to himself, Rev pulled his cock out from his jock, pressing his own muscular sweaty chest against Bill's back, the head of his cock poking against Bill's entrance. His free hand moving to squeeze on Bill's left pec while Rec himself leaned forward and gave the back of Bill's neck almost a mocking kiss...but nothing else. He was content feeling up his opponent for now, rolling Bill's left nipple between his thumb and index finger before giving it a proper pinch.

Frankly, Rev didn't want to start until he was certain the other man was a bit more lucid, wanting to hear Bill's reaction to the realization that he was about to be fucked with his body on display for the audience for the second time in a row. Maximizing the humiliation, honestly...

...he wanted to make this asshole cry. Maybe this would do it...

[Lycanstar]

Bill let out an uncharacteristic moan of discomfort as Rev slotted His body between the ropes, His back tightly pulled against the top rope while His front midsection pressed against the middle rope. Bill was loopy- it was easy to tell from the way His head was unable to stay in one fixed position; that was until Rev yanked it back by His chin.

"Mmf... nrhh..."

Bill felt the cold air of the arena draft onto Him as His massive frame was put for display for the entire audience to see! The masked giant simply couldn't muster the strength or focus to resist- simply remaining tightly secured in place by Rev while every passing second made Him more and more exposed as... as a loser.

"Nnn-nuhh..."

Rev's cock was felt rather quickly by the big man as the pinkette's chest pressed up against Bill's back~ The arrogant Rev began teasingly squeezing and kissing Bill all over as His body simply shook in place- a rather dire display of resistance but all that He could offer. He couldn't believe Rev was so powerfully in control; it was overwheling... Overstimulating! The flicking of Bill's nipples made Him wish He had something to defend His body with; even a shirt or tank top at this point... There was just such little between the two men that it... it...

"d-don't... p-please..."

Bill whined out a plea- the memories of their last match and the way Rev had absolutely demolished Bill from a sexual perspective flooding back into the masked man's mind. Bill didn't think His plea would work but at this point His dignity was just about completely gone. He had to try- His body practically forced Him to speak those words. And as Rev teasingly drew out more intimate punishment, it almost seemed like Bill was going to burst into tears.

[MapleR]

Rev knew.

He knew if he did this, right here and right now, more than anything he'd done to Bill so far...

...THIS would be the moment where any pretense of understanding or potential post match reconciliation would go out the window. Bill was pleading, if Rev slammed him down right now, the other probably wouldn't be able to get up before the count started. But honestly?

Fuck it.

Upon hearing Bill's please, Rev ceased his groping of the other man's pecs and leaned in so his mouth was by Bill's ear. He couldn't talk, but he could make sounds and he knew a word that didn't need it.

It was quiet, hard to truly make out, and it took him a few attempts...but what he was "saying" soon became clear:

"SUB." What Bill was acting like, how easily he was reduced to one. A bitch boy sub pretending to be a dominating man.

Rev wanted to make that crystal clear as he slowly, deliberately and almost teasingly, pushed his cock into Bill,breathing heavily against the back of his neck as Rev felt warm walls envelop his dick. As he did this, one hand reached down and began fishing Bill's own cock out of his jockstrap, feeling that warm member his other hand tenderly resuming. Honestly, this along with the borderline playful kiss to Bill's cheek as he did this...

...playful was the best word. And honestly Rev hoped the fact that he seemed to be toying with Bill and not taking it too seriously made it worse for him.

[Lycanstar]

That faint whisper caused Bill's nerves to wriggle with an intense overstimulation. He had never thought the words of the pinkette could affect Him so strongly and yet~ The masked giant was quivering like a school girl as He uneasily moaned out His displeasure while He was penetrated.

"Ghhkk~ g-god..."

All His muscles and workout routines meant nothing. Not a fucking thing anymore. His mask remained His only safe haven from total and utter disgrace as He was bounced against Rev's cock rather... gracefully considering what He expected from His opponent. Rev dug into Bill's jockstrap to begin playing with His cock, toying and thumbing it as it grew harder and harder from the absolute fucking His ass was recieving~ "nnnhnh... mm-mmnnehh..."

Bill's mask received a tender kiss from Rev; almost as if teasing the last part of Bill that still in any way resembled a competent and dominant wrestler~ How He was beaten by this teasing, alluring and just fucking... arrogant seductress was eating at Bill from the inside. How could He be losing..? How could He... He...

Bill just allowed His body to bounce to the rhythm of the pinkette. The pathetic moans eating at His ego with every passing second... Maybe He was just a big stupid fucktoy for His opponents; Maybe He had always overestimated Himself. Rev on His part didn't seem to be having any trouble with Him as He barely took it seriously. He shouldn't be wearing this mask. He should come out in a paper bag; a fucking disgrace~ He should-

"NNfhh... nn-nn.... R-rev..? I..I..."

Bill had never been more ashamed. He was seconds away from bursting and it was all in Rev's hands.