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Battle In The Bay 2012

Slater P. Jackson VS. Sir: The Revenge Match Part 2

He hit the ground fast and dazed. Sir was on top of him at once and covered his mouth and nose with a rag with a funny smell smeared on it. Slater kicked and kicked and clawed at the rag, but the drug was making him go limp…besides his ragin' boner…..he felt his body convulse over and over and went totally out...



The drug had rendered Slater helpless and the next thing he felt  wa Sir grab him by his shoulders and pulled him slightly out of the ring, so his head was dangling over the ring mat…Sir stood next to him and rubbed his bulging crotch against Slater's head. The crowd cheered as he did it. He had won them over with his dark side! He walked over to the crowd and demanded one of the fans wearing a SLATER tee shirt stand up and hand him over his metal folding chair. The guy gave it to him and Sir went back over to the ring and raised the chair with both arms high in the sky and brought it down on Slat'ers forehead. The smash was so vicious that Slater's entire body convulsed and he flipped out onto the mat surrounding the ring. Laying on his stomach, Slater totally dazed, started to crawl away, but Sir brought the chair down on the middle of his back, sending pain shooting through Slater's body..He yelled in pain, but no one cared. Sir was out to main and or kill Slat once and for all. Slater continued to struggle to crawl away, but Sir brought the chair down on his back once again and Slater didn't move….The crowd was cheering as the merciless beating and Sir was delivering and wanted MORE! Sir tossed the chair into the ring and it landed next to the fan's cooler that was already there. He reached down and grabbed Slat's  gold trunks by the backside, and lifted him up, giving him a wedgie. He hoisted him up and flung him into the ring. Climbing in right behind him. Sir sent a series of kicks to the gut and forced Slat to roll over to the folding chair. He grabbed Slater's legs and pulled them through the space between the chair's seat and legs. He pulled the legs through and crisscrossed them, then folded the chair closed, trapping Slat within the chair. Squirming on his stomach and yelling for the Ref, who was long gone a long time ago, Slat tried to break from the chair with no luck. Sir stand down on Slater's back and grabbed his arms and stretched them back. Slater yelled in pain as the metal chair applied pressure on his legs and Sir applied pressure on his arms.

"SUBMIT BOY! SUBMIT!" Sir yelled at Slater, but Slat refused. He would never give Sir the pleasure of submitting and they both knew that. They had battled each other many time before and both knew that it would have to end with one of them being completely K.O.ed and humiliated in front of the audience. Slater's head still swimming from the drug, couldn't seem to get a hold on what Sir was going to do next. He knew that he had pushed it to the limit by pinning Sir and humiliating him in his own ring and he should have known that Sir wouldn't take it laying down, but Slater still had some fight in him, he just had to tap into it if he wanted to get out of this ALIVE….

With a hard WHACK across the back of the head, Sir stood up and get Slater out of the chair's hold. Both of Slater's legs had pain shooting up them and when he tried to stand, he crumbled to his knees…He looked in Sir's eyes and all he saw was pure hatred. He started to move away, but Sir grabbed him by his hair and pulled him to his legs. Barely able to stand, Slat stood face to face with Sir….Both of them so close they could feel the other's breath in their face and the boner's pressing against each other's trunks. Sir quietly said, "Slaert are you ready to be completely demolished and humiliated in the ring in front of all your FANS!" Slater stared intensely at Sir and then let out a big spit wad that hit Sir right between the eyes. Sir wiped it away and said, "I'm glad you did that. More reason to break you, BOY!" He grabbed Slat's head and pushed it down, securing Slat's head between his thighs. He then grabbed the trunks that were wedged up Slat's ass crack and pulled up, sending Slat's body up, parallel with Sir's. With his legs straight up in the air and head between Sir's legs, Sir grabbed Slater's cock and rubbed it up and down before slapping the hard boner and went crashing down, delivering a pile driver that would end it for any other wrestler. Slat laid spread eagle out on the mat, barely able to move, his head pounding…Sir walked over to the cooler and reached in a cracked open a beer can. He took a long drink of the beer and then another….he then stood over Slater's demolished body and tipped the can so that beer poured all over Slat's chest and the front of his trunks….Sir emptied the beer can onto Slater's body and reached for another beer. This time cracking it open and straddling Slater's body and forcing the beer down his throat. Beer spilling all over Slater's face and running down his body…He was soaked with beer and completely helpless….Sir reached into his trunks and pulled out the twine he had hidden there….He looked down at Slat and said, "This time they are going to have to bring the stretcher out for you….He twisted the twine around his hands tightly and slipped it around Slater's neck, choking him….Slater spit and yelled but the rope was cutting off his air flow and he felt himself starting to slump and slowly go down to the mat…..laid out….Sir released the twine and stared down at Slate's humpy ass that was pointed in the air…he reached down and ran his fingers up and down Slater's ass crack and poked his long finger through the gold trunks and into Slater's ass….tickling the inside of it slightly….just enough to awaken Slater slightly….He wanted him awake for what he was about to do to the fallen wrestling hero…..All Slater could hear was the crowd cheering like crazy and it wasn't for him…they wanted Sir to do punish and humiliate him for their enjoyment. Slater felt a tug at his trunks and they slowly get pulled down to his ankles….

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Slater P. Jackson Vs. Sir: The Revenge Match

Slater Jackson had been on a roll with his winning streak. He had traveled across the country defending his belt and winning each time. As he made his way back to the west coast, he ventured back to his old federation. The one that had set him up to not only lose his namesake, but his dignity in front of a Television crowd. Tonight he was going up against the man that had taken it from him, Sir.

Sir, donned in black tights and a blue and black mask stretched out in the ring as the lights dimmed then went to spot light in the arena. Slater Jackson made his way to the ring with the belt around his waist. Wearing a black hoodie, gold chain around his neck and gold trunks with SLATER written across the ass. Sir grimaced as Slater bounced into the ring, the belt balanced on his well endowed member. Sir was Slater's biggest foe and he knew all of his weaknesses. He knew that it would be just a matter of time when Slat's belt and body would be his to own. Slater stripped off his black hoodie and the belt and stretched himself out in the ring, keeping a close eye of Sir.

Slater knew to always keep an eye out for Sir. He was always up to dirty tricks, but Slater had failed to notice Sir tuck a large black bag under the ring as he was too busy flexing for the crowd. Sir smirked at the adoring crowd, as he knew what he was going to do to the golden boy as soon as he had the chance. He adjusted his bulging cock as it harden as he stared at Slater's ass. Slater bounced on the ropes, pumping his fist as his buttocks bounced up and down and Sir continued to rub himself slowly. Slater jumped down from the ropes and the foes squared off eye to eye in the middle of the ring. The laced fingers and the brutal struggle began. Slater, using all his strength, pushed Sir down to his knees. Slat smiling as his biggest foe, succumbed to his powers. Sir head butted Slater right in the nuts and Slat eryelped and his fingers loosened. Sir immediately took control and pushed Slater to the ground and stomped his boot right between his legs. Slater rolled over and Sir kicked him over and over with no mercy. He spit on him and said, "You wil pay for all that you have done, BOY!" 

Slater jumped away and sprang up on his feet and took a running start toward Sir and bending forward crashed into Sir, sending them both stumbling backwards into the ring ropes. Slat placed on hand on Sir's chest and took the other hand and cupped his nuts and squeezed! Slater snarled, "Sir, it is YOU who is going to pay for all that you have done to ME!" Slater squeezed harder. Sir slumped and the ring ropes wrapped around his arms, trapping him in the ropes. Slater took a couple of steps back and rubbed his chin, thoughtfully….The crowd was cheering for their hometown hero finally getting his revenge against the dark foe. Sir struggled in the ropes to no avail. Slater smiled a big grin and straddle Sir's lap. He placed his hands on the top rope to balance himself and bounced up and down lightly…The tip of Sir's boner brushing against Slater's ass crack. Slater let up and sent a chop across Sir's chest, leaving a harsh red mark…Sir looked down at his chest and yelled, "YOU WILL NOT GET AWAY WITH THIS!" Slater suddenly unleashed a fury of fist to Sir's gut…Sir screamed in pain….Slater continued the onslaught as Sir cried, "NO MORE! NO MORE!"

Slat backed up and looked at the heel. Finally captured by the game he had hunted and beaten for so long. Slat wanted to untie him from the ropes and pin him the good ole fashion way. It was the only true way to win. Even if Sir cheated, it didn't mean that Slat had too to win the match. BUT first he wanted to do something to Sir to completely humiliate him in front of the crowd….He slipped out of the ring grabbed an audience members ice chest and the plastic beer cup out of his hand, dumping the half drunk beer on the ground as he made his way back to the ring…He climbed back into the ring and opened the ice chest. Inside were a couple of unopened beer cans and ice galore. Slat scooped the cup inside the chest and walked over to Sir, still struggling to break free. Slat pulled the front of Sir's front away from his body and slowly turned the cup full of ice upside down, dumping the ice all in Sir's trunks. His balls freezing and his boner still raging, Sir kicked and yelled as he felt the numbing effect taking over his crotch….He thought, "This little bastard…"

Slater laughed and dropped the cup. He then untied Sir and watched him crumple to the ground, helpless. Slater dropped to one knee and placed his arms around Sir's neck, in the perfect sleeper hold. Sir squirmed at first, but he was so weakened from the beating Slater had laid on him, he couldn't fight the sleeper. He slumped down and Slat released the sleeper. He rolled over, hooked the right leg, laid across Sir's body, pulled the leg higher so the camera could get a good "money shot" crotch shot for all of the TV folks to see. 1. 2.3. Sir was counted out and Slater was the winner.

Slater stood up and laughed. The crowd was cheering for him and he walked over to the ring ropes and flexed his muscles and waved at the fans. The lights were shining on him and he had finally beaten Sir on his own turf. Sir would be so humiliated he would NEVER wrestle in the fed again. Suddenly, Slater hear a faint, "look out…", He strained to hear, but was blinded by the arena lights. He heard it again and before he could do anything it was too late. He felt a tap on the shoulder and turned around. The lights still blinded him and he couldn't make out who it was, but he instantly knew. He felt a punch across the face and then a hand cup his chin. Suddenly the crowd started going crazy….