L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Ironman Match

Both opponents must achieve as many pinfalls, submissions, and orgasms as possible within thirty minutes.


Royce was no stranger to saucy matches with other men.

He was, in fact, all too eager to get into the ring and show the world what he liked to do to other punks like himself.

When he got the call for an ironman match, hentai included, against a young, up and coming wrestler, he didn't back down, he didn't argue, he didn't even waste time getting to know his opponent, he just let it all come to fruition.

Thus, as he waited backstage for his name to be called out, he adjusted his trunks and gear with a toothy smile.

When his theme and name finally rang through the arena, Royce would come out with a sudden burst of energy. He didn't quite sprint into the ring, but his movements were clearly quick and filled with a level of excitement that just couldn’t be faked.

He was pumped, he was ready to go, and he was more than a little too excited to show whoever came into the ring what thirty minutes in the ring with him was going to be like.

Royce Stray

"Whoo...come on Kitamura, you've got this! You've trained...most of your life for this!"

Sho Kitamura had a really bad streak when it came to hyping himself up. Whether it came from his nerves or just that voice that told him he should have stayed working as a carpenter instead of becoming a wrestler. Sho always had that bit of doubt creeping up in his mind. But he wasn't just going to back down because his gut told him to!

The auburn-haired boy may have been way in over his head when taking this fight, but some had to admit, he had heart. Once his name was called, Sho made his own way to the ring...The crowd was overwhelming. He was told from the moment he set foot on L.A.W that this would be a huge step-up from what he was used to, but there was no way it could have been THIS different! He felt overwhelmed. It was all out there. His bare chest. His shiny blue trunks—it was all out there.

It felt like something that shouldn't have been an issue, but being oogled at by the crowd seemed to make poor Kitamura shrink into a cumulus cloud! Once he made his way to the ring, his confidence returned a bit, a small smile showing on his face as he greeted his opponent with a bow!

Sho Kitamura!

Royce looked at Sho as if he has just been given a free meal at the fanciest restaurant he could think of. Sho was cute, inexperienced, and absolutely fed into a match where he was expected to fail utterly. Royce felt no need to tell him that of course, far more interested in simply getting the ball rolling.

"Alright, you're cute." Royce didn't return the bow, though he did walk closer to Sho. "Ever been kissed by a hot stud before? Or have you already gotten your hands dirty before getting into a LAW ring?".

Royce's words were saucy, but more importantly, gauging what he was dealing with when it came to inflicting the sort of pain most other places shied away from...

"Bigger than i thought..."

The words died in his throat before they even escaped his lips. The youth wasn't really all that adept at taking flirting well despite the fact that in the squared ring, there would be some skin-to-skin contact. He'd move cautiously backwards, gauging his opponent as well as he could!

"The only way I'm going to dirty my hands is by learning. And I'm sorry but only one of us is going to leave here!"

Seriously, what was he saying? Dirty his hands by learning? Sho physically cringed at this but was quick to erase the thought at the prospect! It was unknown territory. Something to test his endurance! And he wanted to try his best!

"That's uhhh.. that's not what i- whatever. Welcome to the deep end of the pool."

Royce did a few, final stretches, mostly for the audience's benefit, as he waited for that bell to ring, eyeing Sho with that same smug look the entire time.

When the bell finally rang, his first steps were to meet the smaller opponent in the center, looking to try and lock up with him first and foremost...

"Scary looking guy...wonder if I can even take him down.."

Sho's thoughts seemed to do that thing again. The thing where he wondered if there was truly a chance here in beating the opponent in front of him! Still trying to shake that sense of doubt running through his veins, Sho slapped his face. It was an effort to psyche himself up for the task, but it just seemed to be a bit silly in hindsight! This was his debut, dammit and the crowd needed to know what he was made of!

He stalked the corners of the ring, making nervous little tics as he approached: touching his face, blinking a lot...You name it, he did it until he was able to meet his opponent face-to-face in the ring! Sho had the height disadvantage, which, to no surprise, he always did. However, he was definitely alot more confident that he could outpace Royce!

"Hm!"

He exclaimed, grabbing onto both of his opponent's hand with gusto. Maybe it was just the nervousness of the situation that just seemed to make him course-correct back to being focused on the match at hand, or maybe it was just false courage. Regardless, Sho accepted the test of strength, despite everything going against him! He grunted and gasped as he tried to push his opponent to the corner, his muscles tightening and his breath grew shorter. It almost felt like pushing a brick wall...!

Royce was hardly the biggest and strongest guy around, but against Sho he may as well have been. As Sho tried to push, Royce would hold him still until the sheer folly hit him.

When Royce pushed back, he did so with enough force to try and press Kitamura against the ropes, wanting to put him in an awkward position if he could, at his mercy above all else.

"Come on, impress me!"

Unfortunately, it seemed like Sho's gamble fell short. He was being held in place despite trying his hardest to move Royce backwards! It only clicked how much of a power difference it was until he found himself being pushed back-first into the corner! It was a bit overwhelming for the young wrestler, struggling to breathe as those pecs smothered him into a daze...Sho had to shake those thoughts out of his head!

He was trying to think of a way to break out of this hold...until he heard a voice!

"Alright...break it up! 1...2...!

Saved by the ref! Or so the saying goes, it was a bit embarrassing considering how easily he was being manhandled but it was probably better than passing out between the leopard-wearing wrestler's pecs!

Royce chuckled and grinned when the ref finally broke them up. He didn't do any particularly dirty tricks or anything, all he did was lean into Sho to give him a quick peck on the lips before departing. He was clearly enjoying himself here in more ways than one, if the way he slightly adjusted his trunks right afterwards was anything to go by.

"C'mon, you can do better than that! Give this crowd what they came for!"

Royce's voice was more encouraging than insulting, as if he'd be more disappointed if he got an easy win than anything else.

Nonetheless, once they were properly separated, Royce would immediately try to spring back in, trying to get close to Sho and get a hold of him in one way or another!

Sho was never a guy to get fired up over just a small tease. However, considering this was his first ever match on the promotion and that he wasn't going to make any waves if nobody bothered to take him seriously...it kind of pissed him off.

The kiss was just the match stick to the dynamite. Discipline be damned as Sho aimed at Royce's abs with straight kicks after kicks! Each one more passionate than the last!

If that didn't immediately take him down, he'd attempt to sock him with forearms to the chest and neck area. Multiple shouts of exertion could be heard with those shots...he was really giving it his all...!