(Debut!) Lord vs Princeling: Isaac Edwards vs Albert Pfeiffer

[Misfit_Alien]

Triton was knocked back by the shoulder block, however, he used this to his advantage. Once hit, he tried to keep his balance as much as possible and use the momentum from the knock-back to launch himself into some ropes, rebounding right off of them and rushing right back at Albert. He would build up as much speed as he could after the rebound, running forwards and trying to slam right back into the 'Princeling' with his own Shoulder Block.

[arktriumph]

Albert rushed forward, slamming into his opponent with what he hoped would be a surprise attack. While he did succeed in knocking Triton backwards, he did not get the desired effect, however. He stumbled after the impact and looked up, only to see his foe springing back towards him, having used the momentum of the attack to bounce off the far ropes. Albert tried to reset his feet, but it was too late...

"AAUUGH!" Albert blurted as Triton's retaliatory shoulder block landed with a lot more force than his own. The blue haired princeling went sprawling flat on his back, clutching at his chest with both hands as his legs kicked in pain.

[Misfit_Alien]

"Ooops-" The pretty boy mocked, walking over and picking Albert up, dragging him to his feet by gripping a tuft of his hair and the back of his neck, aiming to try and send him running into a corner face-first as Triton shoved him, pressing his hands to the back of the Princeling and giving him a nice big push, hoping he'd collide with the turnbuckle.

[arktriumph]

Flailing about on the mats, Albert wasn't able to stop Triton as the Lord grabbed him and yanked him upright. His arms flapped aimlessly for a moment as he tried to gain purchase on his foe, but before he could attempt any kind of counter he found himself spun around and shoved forward, sent barrelling towards the corner at full speed by Isaac's powerful thrust.

"OOOFF!" Albert exclaimed as he crashed into the turnbuckle. The wind was knocked from him and he slumped forward, sagging against the corner with his arms draped over the top ropes, almost on his knees as he panted to get his breath back, momentarily vulnerable should Triton try to follow up!

[Misfit_Alien]

Isaac grinned, the pretty boy waggling his hips from side to side as he struts over towards Albert. He wraps one arm around his neck in a sort of chokehold position, and the other arm starts reaching down low, his hand slowly gliding down toward Albert's crotch as his fingertips begin to softly glide over his bulge once more, rubbing and arousing him for a moment in order to taunt and get him primed and ready for the 'main-event' as he would dig his hand down into Albert's trunks if he wasn't stopped.

[arktriumph]

Slumped in the turnbuckle with his back to Isaac, Albert was a sitting duck as the Lord approached and yanked him up from behind, pulling the princeling into a chokehold. He failed in panic, gurgling as he was dragged back, then his eyes went wide with horror as Isaac's free hand journeyed down to fondle Albert's bulging crotch.

"Nghh... noooo..." he moaned as he felt his hips twitching in response to Isaac's expert touch. He could feel himself getting harder, his manhood pressing at the tight fabric of his trunks under his foe's treatment.

He tried to grab at Isaac's wrist, trying to stop his opponent from reaching beneath his trunks and reveal his member for the fans, but still winded from his fall and wheezing in the chokehold, he had little leverage to stop the sensual onslaught from continuing...

[Misfit_Alien]

Triton moved his hand down beneath the waistline on Albert's trunks, and it didn't take long to find was he was looking for. His gentle, soft, cold hand soon felt the thick, aroused, and warm member belonging to the 'Princeling'. He grinned, wrapping his whole hand around it gently and then squeezing it tight. While positioned behind Albert, he thrusts his own bulge against his backside, grinding against him slightly before beginning to stroke and tease the tip of his member before moving onto the base of the shaft.

"Man, someone's already happy downstairs, I don't blame you, I'm a pretty boy through and through...and a turn-on for pretty much anyone." He said. "Sorry we don't have any lotion or junk, I would've loved to be able to do this smoothly but seeing as how you've been resisting this whole time. I bet someone like yourself likes it rough." He commented, beginning to jerk him off, it was hard to get going due to the friction but as long as Triton was arousing Albert, he was succeeding. While making his attempt at sensually pleasuring him, he continued to grind and hump against his backside, placing his bulge between Albert's cheeks and 'hotdogging' him somewhat.

[arktriumph]

"Unh... n-nooo..." Albert gasped as the Lord's fingers slid below the tight waistband of his trunks, grabbing his rapidly hardening member and continuing to stroke the reeling princeling. He let out a high-pitched exclamation of shock as the other wrestler's bulge was shoved against his backside, pressing into him and probing against his tightly wrapped ass.

Soon Albert found himself getting overwhelmed by the combination of Triton's relentless jerking of his member and the thrusting against his rear, forcing the bluenette to buck and writhe pathetically in the other wrestler's dominating grasp. His mind raced. He couldn't allow this to happen! A princeling could not be treated like this! He had to escape somehow...

In desperation, Albert twisted and with a moment of clarity, hammered an elbow backwards, trying to take advantage of Isaac's focus on his crotch to catch the other wrestler with a vicious strike to the midriff, hoping to free himself from the erotic assault!

[Misfit_Alien]

Isaac smirked as he continued to stroke the Princeling off, enjoying the sounds he made as he slowly began to crumble before him. That smug expression on his face grew as he continued to give the wimpy-looking 'prince' more and more attention, starting to kiss his neck softly just to tease him. However, it appeared that he wasn't THAT wimpy as he managed to find the strength to resist and focus his mind for long enough in order to retaliate with a simple, but effective, Elbow Strike. Triton let out a brief grunt upon feeling that elbow to the midsection, Albert's arm bashing against his side, feeling that elbow nail him right in the ribs. He let out a groan and quickly stepped away, pulling his hand free from Albert's trunks and soon backing up.

"Gh-...alright so you're not that pathetic...won't change anything though."

[arktriumph]

Albert felt his elbow smack into Triton's side, and with a gasp of relief felt the other wrestler's grip on his manhood release, the humping sensation against his rear falling away as his foe stepped back. Staggering forward, the princeling spun around, tugging his briefs up tight and trying to ignore how obviously hard the treatment had made him.

Flushing angrily, he glared at the Lord.

"I'll show you who's pathetic," he quipped before rushing at Isaac, trying to catch his foe with a swift clothesline to knock him down and regain some kind of control in this match!