A Rematch Between Two Giants: Bill the Crusher Rev Citrine

[MapleR]

Rev was a strong man. One who could take a punch better than most men he's fought since joining LAW.

"KKHHH...!"

But he forgot that Bill was one of the few who could take punishment better than Rev himself could, and he was just as strong. That first punch knocked him clear on his back, eyes wide in shock. The pain hadn't fully registered, and he found himself staring in pure bewilderment as just how pissed off Bill was became very clear. Rev had just written him off and paid dearly for it.

He didn't quite regret it, he largely stood by his assessments, but right now-

The second punch to the gut is when pain truly registered. As well as the fact that Bill clearly believes in karma, since he had hit Rev in the same already bruised spot he had punched and jammed his knee into earlier. What should have been easy to shrug off instead practically left him paralyzed from the sharp and fiery pain as a result. He clenched his eyes shut, about to curl up when suddenly two massive hand pinned him to the mat by his shoulders.

He brought his own hands up to weakly push away, but those punches largely robbed his strength at the moment. He heard his name, spoken as if it were obscene curse...and that got Rev's attention again. He stared up at Bill, the man suddenly on top of him, the last 20 seconds being the first time he heard this much unfiltered emotion from the other man.

His eyes moved to Bill's mouth as he lifted his mask up. He hadn't forgotten how handsome the lower half of Bill's face was, and to be reminded of it, even in this context was...the words that came out, the literal trembling rage that Rev could feel, the declaration of pure sadistic desire that tumbled out clumsily but with passion...

It was only when Bill crashed his lips into Rev's own, that Rev truly realized what this odd feeling was in his chest that had been cultivating for a good chunk of the round.

It seemed Bill had been struggling with the exact same emotion, and came to the exact same conclusion.

His eyes widened as their lips met, but he felt less surprised than he maybe should have. But that didn't matter right now; Bill's body grinded against his own. It made the pain in his abdomen worse, and Rev tried to push it move away, only to find his pushes weak and and any attempt at moving away killed fast but the overwhelming pleasure it brought on. Those pecs rubbing against his own, and being forcefully frotted against, any time he moved toe curling pleasure was forced upon him. Overwhelming.

It was truly overwhelming. The kiss left him weak and shocked and unable to think, and the erotic onslaught down below, and onslaught that still pressed against his bruises and and honestly made the pleasure even more thrilling by adding that slight hint of pain into it (the hand yanking on his hair only adding to this erotic pain), Bill grinding his jock covered cock into Rev's own, their nipples rubbing together with each grind, all of it and everything.

Rev couldn't react, couldn't even find the time to truly process what was going on. All he could do was momentarily reciprocate the kiss, closing his eyes and a blush dusting his features as the two reached the same conclusion about where they stood in two very different ways.

[Lycanstar]

Bill did not let up with His aggressive 'love' making; tugging and pulling without restraint as His body would just not stop shaking. Every inch of Rev's body against His was causing the big man's senses to tingle and His body to become lighter and lighter. He dug in deeper with His kiss that had seemingly petrified Rev into accepting it~ It almost worked too well for the masked man.

Bill's left hand found it's way to Rev's as the two interlocked fingers like some kind of actual lovers- Perhaps this relationship could be altered well to suit both men's needs. Leaning His head off of Rev's lips for the first time since initiating the kiss, a small stream of saliva followed and Bill was panting like a dog right above Rev's face. He tried to catch His breath which was proving difficult given How out of control His heartbeat was- Everything about the domination so far was proving perfect in His eyes. But there's one thing Bill wanted more than anything out of Rev.

"Subservience. I want you to submit to me. Not from a hold, not because of the match-"

Bill leaned down to whisper in Rev's ear as the two men's hot breath was felt against each other.

"Submit because you know you fucking deserve it. I don't want to knock out that pretty face of yours; i'd much rather you enjoy your punishment rather than sleeping through it."

Bill's left hand trailed down to Rev's left side and pinched as close to His rear as He could reach while still laying over top of Him- Wanting to tempt the man with both a good... and painful time.

"What do you say?"

[MapleR]

The grinding was driving him crazy. There was a massive patch of pre staining his jock strap, his cock throbbing and red and so, so close to shooting his load. His nipples were hard and twitching with every grind against Bill's. He was drowning in Bill's kiss. Too turned on to do anything but reciprocate, he returned the grind, hoping he was driving his opponent wild as well.

It was...romantic, he supposed was the best word. Their fingers interlocking while they did this in front of a crowd, it was like they were playing as boyfriends in a porn shoot. And when Bill broke the kiss, that hot breathe he could feel against his neck sent shivers up his spine, panting just as hard himself.

Then Bill spoke.

Rev wasn't an impulsive man, nor was he usually angry. This didn't mean he didn't feel insulted upon hearing that proposal. And under normal circumstances he'd have probably jabbed Bill in the ribs again. After all this, getting pissed for no reason and then practically breaking down only to suddenly try and demand that Rev submit himself with no build up? Rev admired confidence but this...

...well. He didn't do any of that. He didn't or bite or punch or kick.

It wasn't that the prospect of submitting without a fight interested him. If he was going to submit, to give Bill subservience, it'd have to be because Bill was the stronger man and better fighter. The idea of THAT made his cock throb.

...but he was horny. And his member was pressed against Bill's and Bill wouldn't stop grinding into him. The idea of being driven to orgasm again and again seemed quite lovely right now...

...he was also curious. He wanted to know why. Why Bill had been so upset, why he gave up so easily, what exactly gave this man the right to be so goddamn cocky.

...and... and yet...

He wanted an actual wrestling match. Lord knows more than anything he'd kill for a match where they just fought and fucked and left the arena bruised and bloodied but grinning from the good fight.

The idea of being forced to submit...he didn't hate it. But he'd be damned if he had just gave Bill that without a proper fight.

The whole time his expression gave his thoughts away. From confusion upon hearing the request to rage and disgust to curiosity and caution before settling on...an answer.

He gave Bill's bruised side a sharp poke with his index finger before pointing to his own chest with that same finger.

Slowly and deliberately he wrote out the letters on his chest:

CONVINCE ME. FIGHT WITHOUT CRYING OR BITCHING

Short, simple, and to the point. Apprehension and desire painted Rev's features. He looked Bill in the eyes, giving the man a pointed look in spite of it all, hoping his look and "words" made his thoughts on Bill's antics post rib jab crystal clear. Regardless of it did it didn't, however...

...Bill was going to give him an actual fight, one way or another.

[Lycanstar]

Through heavy breaths, Bill watched as Rev considered His words; knowing fully well that the cocky son of a bitch would have some kind of clever way of responding or teasing things out further~ And Bill was proved disappointingly correct as Rev's expression and body language spoke enough to make His feelings clear; the words He attempted to spell onto His chest only further reinforcing this notion. The unnecessary jab into Bill's ribs just fuelled Him up even more; this truly was becoming a frustratingly sexual battle of wills.

For a few seconds it seemed Bill didn't have a proper response- silently His half pulled up mask simply stared down at Rev who seemed eagerly to be expecting a response. The grinding and thrusting of the two bodies ceased and all that was left was each mans heavy breathing.

Bill slowly pulled His mask back down over His lips and ensured its tightness- If Rev wanted to be "Convinced", then fuck it. His pretty face would have to get what it deserves.

*WHOMP!*

And like the flick of a switch- it was back on. Bill's knee collided with Rev's bulge in what felt like an instant once His mask was back on- His knee grinding in deeply as He felt the wetness of Rev's pre soaking through His jock strap.

But Bill didn't even care if Rev would find pleasure in this any further- If He wanted to be a fucking brat then He would treat Him like one. With a unexpected bout of agility from the masked man, He repositioned His hands underneath Rev's armpits and stood Himself and the arrogant pinkette up- Giving no quarter to how that knee to the crotch must have felt! Leaning Rev's body against His for support, the two men had to take a second to readjust to a standing position as the blood began flowing back through both of their bodies~ A little light headed but it would do for Bill as in an awkward hug, Bill would tighten His grip and lock in across Rev's backside~

And suddenly Bill began to Squeeze the life out of Rev with a massive Bearhug! Not quite lifting the man off His feet but nonetheless effective as Bill almost looked like He was holding His opponent like a fainting damsel! The two men's chests pressed tightly against one another and their crotches met in an awkward handshake of strained manhood- The occasional jump of Bill's grip would cause more of their skin to press against each other as the masked man put every fibre of His being into the devastating Hug~

Would Rev regret not taking the easy way out now?

[MapleR]

Rev did not in fact regret...well. No.

No he regretted not pretending to go along with it until the other man was off of him. Being blunt about refusing an offer during a wrestling match with someone who viewed strangling as a proper opening move was a very stupid thing to do.

And his balls paid for it.

But he didn't regret much else.

Even as he was forced to cling to his tormentor as that knee grinded into his balls, resulting in Rev involuntarily thrusting against it and Bill's own jock as he shot his load, filling up his jockstrap with cum and causing it to seep out visibly on the other side of the fabric and staining Bill's knee. Even as that grinding only made the erotic pain worse, and Bill didn't allow any moment of respite as Rev was suddenly, while not even finished cumming, was suddenly forced to stand suddenly forcibly pressed against Bill once more.

Even as he could feel his spine and sides get crushed in a power hug, Rev practically paralyzed from the multiple sources of pain and pleasure as he was forced to grind against Bill against as he only just now shot the last load. His head slumped against Bill's shoulders, body practically shivering from the intense ordeal that only just started, still going through an orgasmic high that made his body more sensitive to the continued grinding and the crushing pain of the bear hug.

He couldn't even think enough to regret it. All he could do was continue clinging to Bill, shivering from how overwhelmed he was and unable to fight back at all. His face was painted red in blush and there was almost a dazed look in his eyes. His hot breath against Bill's neck as a he coming down from his high amidst the pain. He would endure.

He had to. Like hell he'd give up after just this little thing.

[Lycanstar]

Rev's semen dripped down from Bill's knee as the masked man continued His tight squeeze~ The thought that Rev had in ANY way enjoyed what He had been put through grinding ever single gear Bill had. Despite His size; Rev was just a little shithead that was in desperate need of humbling and every single reminder of how much He seemed to enjoy this was sickening Bill to His very core. He never thought He would want His opponent to weep in the ring but Bill was feeling a mighty fine exception in this case. The thought of Rev finally begging to be manhandled while Bill chastised Him was so powerful in the masked man's mind- But how to get there when the pinkette in His arms was so unbelievably stubborn was a difficult thing to consider.

Rev's hot breath on Bill's neck while sensual was more aggravating than anything to the masked giant. Any other Man, any other day; this would be a welcome feeling. A exasperated and weary head resting on Bill's shoulder as He softly went through the expected domination before giving His opponent a righteous ending with a hint of romance~ That's the sort of thing Bill wished more than anything. But not with Rev. He cursed the fact His body even deemed Bill's shoulder a suitable place to lay itself as He endured the painful bearhug; He both wanted Rev as far away as possible and not out of His grip for even a second-

And so, Bill's right hand continued to squeeze; but the masked man's left hand slowly crawled up Rev's back and to the top of His head before gripping it tightly to press it to Bill's shoulder and then...

*WHAM!*

Bill's feet kicked out as He dropped to His rear while Rev's body followed in tow; the pinkette's face snapping off of Bill's shoulder from the devastating bearhug stunner! Bill allowed Rev's body to flop back to the canvas after the impact; the big man remaining seated looking down at His splayed out opponent in front of Him.

[MapleR]

Splayed out for all to see, Rev wasn't out from the blow, but the intensity of his orgasm followed by a stunner...well...

...he was stunned. His body, still sensitive from his orgasm, lied their, Rev finding himself unable to move much of anything due to the pain and the high that he was only now recovering from. He felt too weak to even move the hair out of his eyes, though his heavier breathing made the fact that he was still conscious obvious.

His body was truly displayed for the crowd to see: his muscular legs completely still and the only unblemished part of his body; his jockstrap, still completely tented in spite of what just occured and cum leaking through to the front of his jock; his abs, slick with sweat and stained with seed and bruises, lowering and raising harshly...

It was completely on display for Bill and the audience. Rev just hoped that he'd be able to fight back soon enough.

Because he had every intention of putting Bill in his place.

[Lycanstar]

Bill sat longer than He probably should have, simply staring at the downed Rev. Each man's chests rising and falling with heavy breaths while in the awkwardly seated position Bill was in; it could be hard to tell where one man's body ended and the other began. Rev's erect and leaking jockstrap acted as a cruel signal to Bill that despite the masked man's intentions to humble and turn Rev into a subservient partner for His domineering pleasures- whatever was going on under that thick head of pink hair would never let Him get to that point.

Maybe Bill was thinking too simple with all of this; His partner Kasey was to put it lightly; less resilient than somebody like Rev. But the feeling Bill had with His fellow masked wrestler was a intense care- If He held Kasey in His arms whether that be in a painful hold or a loving embrace, that connection would still be there. Dominator and subservient.

Would Rev's shell ever crack? Or would He remain a frustratingly stubborn meathead for the entirety of their time knowing one another? Bill didn't have the answer; all He knew right now was as Rev lay still in front of Him, He sure looked pretty damn peaceful.

Bill's thumb squished against Rev's thigh. Poking and prodding at His squishy skin in an almost amusing manner. Eventually His thumb slid it's way up to Rev's cock, as the masked man flicked His thumb against the tented tip of Rev's jockstrap. A deep, deep sigh emerged from Bill's mask as He longed for a optimal solution to tame this wildly aggressive giant. Clearly most of His thoughts came from downstairs for Rev... Perhaps Bill should tie Him up? Deprive Him of the pleasure He no doubt would be fiending for? Bill continued to thumb His jockstrap as if it was the same as stroking His own chin while attempting to figure out a difficult solution to a problem.

[MapleR]

Rev took the time to slowly regain his strength. It was annoying, being taken out so easily like this. But his opponent was giving him time. It wasn't much, but it was better than nothing...

...and then he felt a thumb squish against his thigh. "...?" It almost tickled, when Bill began poking at him like this, but Rev honestly couldn't believe his luck. He had expected to get stomped on, to be brutalized, instead Bill was, quite arrogantly in Rev's opinion (hypocritically so, given what Rev had just done not 5 minutes earlier), letting him recover.

And then he felt that thumb move to his thigh to the tip of his jock covered cock, and a shudder ran up his spine. Rubbing at the tip almost absentmindedly, just enough to keep Rev hard but not enough to give him any kind of relief. And perhaps it was better this way. If Bill was actually jerking him off, it'd be harder for Rev to take advantage of this.

And take advantage Rev did, reaching down, he attempted to grab onto Bill's wrist and pull hard up to try and force his opponent's head closer down to his legs, legs that cried out when Rev forced them up to suddenly try and wrap around Bill's head. It was clumsy, technique wasn't Rev's strong suit, but he squeezed down HARD on Bill with his massive muscular thighs, hoping his triangle choke attempt worked!

[Lycanstar]

Bill realized He was losing His train of thought while playfully thumbing at Rev's erection; something that was initially supposed to be used as inspiration for His next manoeuvre; yet it just seemed so fun to-

"GNN!"

Suddenly Bill's wrist was yanked forward as the possuming Rev awoke to drag the masked man towards Him with what appeared to be a triangle choke! Bill admittedly was in such a deep desire to return to the slow, methodical pace of domination that suited Him best He almost forgot what kind of a hyena-like animal Rev was like! With the advantage suddenly in favour for the pink-haired sadist in front of Him; Bill scrambled as best as His hulking frame could- which proved difficult considering the sudden burst of energy Rev managed as the masked man's wrist was yanked further and further until-

"GN- NNH-"

Rev's legs wrapped around Bill's head and although the hold was admittedly rough; the sheer size of Bill made it difficult to simply squirm His way out of it! The masked man's free arm flailed around, gripping at any part of Rev it could reach, His thigh, His midsection... But nothing was helping free Him from this intense hold! Bill's body heaved as He lost His composure more and more with each passing second, and the small distance His mask was from Rev's jockstrap only fuelled more fire into making the masked giant feel completely embarrassed to have even fallen for something so.. so stupid.

Bill's feet dully slid against the canvas of the ring as He was barely able to keep Himself off of Rev's body- the gravity combined with the strength of Rev was seeming to be too much for the already exasperated giant! His only form of defiance eventually coming as He gripped Rev's thigh with His free hand and tightly squeezed as hard as He could! But would it be enough to dissuade the pinkette?