L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Triton was nursing his waist so he wasn't paying attention for a moment, he looked up and was quickly knocked backed by the clothesline, stumbling and falling onto his side, wincing a bit as it was the side that had JUST taken a sharp strike from the Princeling's elbow.

Albert felt a thrill of success when he managed to knock Triton to the ground with the clothesline. Seeing his foe down on his side Albert rushed over, delivering a kick to Isaac's spine, hoping to roll the other male wrestler over onto his front.

If he succeeded in this, he would straddle the Lord from behind, shoving his bulging crotch against Triton's ass and pinning the man down from behind, grinding and thrusting against him.

"Take it, you sneering imbecile," Albert would taunt, revelling in a moment of dominance. "This is where you belong!"

Triton receives the kick to his spine just as he was about to get back up, causing him to tumble forwards and roll across the canvas a little, landing on his stomach and trying to nurse his backside. Then all of a sudden, he felt the weight of the Princeling on top of his back. A gasp would escape his lips as Albert mounted on top of him, pinning him down and beginning to thrust himself against his rear, feeling that stiff bulge press against his back and his legs. A blush stretched across the Lord's face, causing him to moan a bit before gritting his teeth, trying to toss Albert off of him while the Princeling talked his smack, insulting Triton as he continued to thrust and hump against him, arousing his opponent greatly as Triton began to feel quite stiff himself.

Albert laughed as he heard Triton's moan from beneath him, the Lord enjoying having the princeling's package shoved against his ass more than he wanted to let on. However, the other man still had fight in him, struggling to throw Albert off.

Shifting position, Albert tried to sit up onto is knees, attempting to pull Triton back with him. If he managed to get them both onto their knees, he would reach around in front of Triton with one arm, trying to bend him backwards into a Dragon Sleeper hold!

"No, no, you're not going anywhere!" he assured the other wrestler, squeezing tight while with his free hand he reached down to try and grope Triton's stiffening crotch!

Triton groaned and grunted, getting flustered by the sudden submission move that paired with Albert's next attempt at taunting his stiff bulge. His face became even redder as he blushed harder, the young man's package was growing stiffer and he was slowly beginning to lose control as he tried to fight back and resist the Princeling's taunts and arousing actions as best as he could, but he couldn't get his mind off of it as the blood flowed to her rod, causing him to get turned on more and more as he felt Albert's finger tips squeeze and touch his crotch.

It was working! Albert grinned deviously as he took a firm hold of Triton's shaft and began jerking the other wrestler off through his attire, all the while trying to maintain the pressure of his Dragon Sleeper hold. He could feel his foe's body reacting helplessly as he expertly worked Triton over.

"Where's that big mouth now, Lord?" the princeling sneered. "Why don't you blow your little load in front of these people and show them why you're really here? Show them you're really just a little bitch!"

As he spoke he tried to work Triton over more vigorously, eager to enact shame on the fool, and feeling an unabashed tightening in his own crotch at the feeling of domination he was exerting over the Lord! If Triton could not escape, Albert would try to bring him to a climax there and then in front of the fans!

"A-Ahhh...-Ah-Al...Al-!!" Triton stuttered, partially speaking the Princeling's name while he was getting stretched out quite a bit, the Dragon Sleeper limiting his options for escape and the teasing toward his shaft debilitating him even further as he was being choked out and stroked off at the same time. He desperately tried to break free and find himself a way out of the position, but Albert's hold was just too tight for him...and so, eventually after enough attention towards his member...

"Nh-...Mhnn....Ahhh!!"

Triton came right in his trunk, a strand of sticky, hot seed shooting out of his shaft after being forcibly made to ejaculate. He felt his legs go partially numb as the rest of his body slowly gave up resistance, becoming practically putty in the hands of the Princeling as his face burned red from both pleasure and embarrassment. The first scored forced climax of the match had gone towards Albert, giving him the lead in the match in a decisive fashion as Triton crumbled in his hold.

Albert let out a laugh of triumph as Triton's resistance finally crumbled and the other wrestler came inside his trunks, his hips bucking against Albert's grip. The bluenette felt the sensation against his hand and saw the dark patch spreading on his foe's crotch, and grinned evilly. Slapping Triton's crotch triumphantly, he thrust his hips forward, grinding his own bulging member against his opponent's back.

"Hah, you really are pathetic," Albert mocked as he shoved Triton aside, letting the other wrestler flop to the canvas. He stood up, looming over his foe. "Is that way you came here really? To get a free jerk off in public for these idiots?"

Sneering with self assurance, Albert strutted back over to his corner, pulling his briefs up tight and lounging against the turnbuckle as he waited for Triton to recover.

Triton felt weak in the knees as his legs trembled, he let out a few moans as his eyes fluttered, hips twitching as he came a little more in his trunks, feeling the stiff bulge of Albert dominantly shoving against his backside as the Princeling established dominance over him with the first score of the match. Triton was embarrassed and turned on...but he wasn't out of this match yet, not by a long shot.

"Me?...Pathetic...-hah...Don't make me laugh..." He said, responding to Albert's taunts. "I just gave you a freebie to be nice...now I'm gonna show you who's 'pathetic'." He said, trying to get a rise out of Albert by taunting him, stating that he ALLOWED him to force this climax out.

After spending a bit of time recovering, Triton had managed to get back up to his feet, prepared and ready for the next round as he smirked, looking pretty unshaken...likely much to Albert's dismay as he looked eager to continue as opposed to looking intimidated or scared.

Albert laughed haughtily at Triton's words, the Lord claiming that he had allowed the Princeling to get the first fall of this match. The blue-haired male sneered, folding his arms as he watched his foe recover.

"Hmph, maybe you'll be 'giving' me two more free falls," Albert declared, slowly edging out of his corner. "Seeing how much you enjoy blowing your little load in public, fool!"

To Albert's dismay, however, his fresh taunts seemed to bounce off the Lord as Triton stood up, looking at him and smirking, unperturbed by being one nil down. Albert steeled himself. It was of no matter. He simply needed to repeat the feat twice more and secure a victory for himself in the LAW arena at last!

With that thought in mind, he advanced swiftly for another lock up, looking to stamp his authority on the match all over again!