Re: Best of Three Stipulation Falls: Valencia Delgado vs Blanco Sombra
Posted: Tue Oct 01, 2024 11:45 am
“Auugh … uugh … uhh …” Blanco moaned as he lay flat on his back, spread eagle at the feet of his opponent after being slammed to the canvas. Blanco could feel the cool air of the arena on his bare cock, which was springing upright from his body nearly completely nude. Beneath his mask, Blanco was blushing. And while Blanco’s exposed cock was drawing cheers from certain parts of the LAW crowd, having his full manhood out and bouncing in the air in the middle of the arena against an opponent he had so much respect for was hardly something he had wanted to happen …
Blanco twitched on the floor, unable to move or cover himself. Blanco couldn’t help but think of those watching the match. While Holly wasn’t here in the arena tonight, she was certainly going to be watching the footage and seeing him like this. Little did he realize, there were other associates of his watching the match on the backstage monitors, with their own reactions. Some turned away in embarrassment, but others were feeling more motivated to move, conferring and planning, then starting to make their way past the production crew and out toward the open arena.
Blanco moaned as Valencia rolled him over, grimacing as he rolled over his sensitive bits. He was roused from his humiliation, however, as he felt Valencia manipulate his legs, tucking them in before gripping his wrists. His toned, bare ass flexed nervously as he realized what she was setting him up for.
“Oh no,” Blanco said, shaking his head. “Nononono …” Before the luchador could react, Valencia rocked him back into the romero stretch, thrusting him up toward the air and putting his body on full display! “AAAAAAGH!” Blanco cried out, his lean body arched into a ‘c’ shape painfully! Blanco’s dick kept waving in the air, almost in synch with his shaking head. The ref asked for Blanco’s submission, but he clenched his teeth and held in there. “No! Not like this!!” Little did Blanco realize, however, that two masked women were bounding down the entry ramp, and Dragoncita and La Silencia had their own thoughts about how this should end …
Blanco twitched on the floor, unable to move or cover himself. Blanco couldn’t help but think of those watching the match. While Holly wasn’t here in the arena tonight, she was certainly going to be watching the footage and seeing him like this. Little did he realize, there were other associates of his watching the match on the backstage monitors, with their own reactions. Some turned away in embarrassment, but others were feeling more motivated to move, conferring and planning, then starting to make their way past the production crew and out toward the open arena.
Blanco moaned as Valencia rolled him over, grimacing as he rolled over his sensitive bits. He was roused from his humiliation, however, as he felt Valencia manipulate his legs, tucking them in before gripping his wrists. His toned, bare ass flexed nervously as he realized what she was setting him up for.
“Oh no,” Blanco said, shaking his head. “Nononono …” Before the luchador could react, Valencia rocked him back into the romero stretch, thrusting him up toward the air and putting his body on full display! “AAAAAAGH!” Blanco cried out, his lean body arched into a ‘c’ shape painfully! Blanco’s dick kept waving in the air, almost in synch with his shaking head. The ref asked for Blanco’s submission, but he clenched his teeth and held in there. “No! Not like this!!” Little did Blanco realize, however, that two masked women were bounding down the entry ramp, and Dragoncita and La Silencia had their own thoughts about how this should end …