Size Matters

My real name is Kevin, you might know me better by my ring name 'DJ K' then again maybe not, my wrestling career wasn't very long and I wasn't the most respected, being one of Alex's "boys" and all.  I wasn't the popular kid in school by any means, but I started to work out, was on the swim team and was finally getting noticed by girls at school and it felt pretty good.

I had always been fascinated by pro wrestlers and my senior year I felt confident enough with my body that I thought I had a good shot at trying out.  I confided in Alex, a friend and fellow wrestling fan my ambition to try out for a pro wrestling federation and I could see his eyes almost literally light up.  We had often watched wrestling together and I always thought it was weird that he seemed obsessed with a lot of the jobbers and frequent losers whenever we watched matches together. 

We were alone at his house when I told him my plan and he jumped up in his excitement, "That would be so cool!" he almost shouted.  "In the ring with all the big names and starring in PPVs! Awesome!".  I smiled seeing his enthusiasm "Yeah man, I just wish I knew where to start." Alex seemed lost in thought for a second "Well I have a friend that scouts talent out here, hardly the WWE but it's a start at least."  I was surprised that Alex knew anybody actually connected with real pro wrestling and I was immediately interested.  Alex was a shrimpy kid, pale and a shock of bright red hair on his head, the only thing that saved him from being a total bully victim was either me, or that the kid was a genious and could talk his way out of anything. 

So I finally asked him "How do you know this guy?" He smiled at me "I met him online in a wrestling message board, even had a match with him and kicked his ass." I couldn't help it and started laughing "You kicked a wrestler's ass? C'mon".  Alex's face changed, "what you don't think I could handle myself? I'll kick your ass in the ring too!"

I just shook my head "ok man whatever you say" I moved to stand up in front of him.  I was 6' lean defined torso and arms and legs that were cut to perfection.  I didn't have any real fighting experience but was confident that no way would I be taken down by all 5'5 of Alex.  "Look Alex the last thing I'm gonna do is fight you..." "you're right, you won't fight, you'll just get beat!" He growled and then the next thing I felt was an explosion of pain in my crotch.  I sank to my knees covering my injured groin.  I looked up at Alex in confusion just as his uppercut connected and all went black.

I woke up and immediately freaked out, my head still ringing.  I immediately realized I wasn't in my clothes, naked except for a shiny white satin bikini brief.  It was skintight and shoved my package up front and center like a waving white flag.  I immediately stood up and I had to admit the tight silky smooth briefs against my cock kind of turned me on.  I looked around for Alex "Alex! What the fuck man!" I heard movement at the other side of the room and realized I was in a wrestling ring and it was dark except for one spotlight over the ring.

"You want to be a wrestler, you should at least get some time actually in a ring you think?" Alex's voice didn't even sound the same.  "Alex come on man I told you I'm not gonna fight you!" Alex appeared in the ring, wearing bright red square cut shorts that almost perfectly matched his hair, also skintight and showing a bulge that was more than I ever would have thought would belong to Alex.  He popped his knuckles "and I told you, you won't be fighting, just getting your ass kicked." With that he swung at me , I caught his wrist and before I could try to reason with him his free hand slammed into my abs.  My stomach was pretty much fully relaxed allowing his fist to sink in deep.  I doubled over from the shot knocking all the air out of me and Alex wrapped his arm over my head and dropped cracking my face to the canvas.

My head was ringing I was short of breath and couldn't figure out what drugs were driving Alex out of his mind.  Before I could even collect my head, I felt a strong pull on my hair and my briefs getting yanked up my ass in a g string wedgie and Alex manhandled me finally shoving me headfirst into the nearest ringpost.  I fell on my knees still hanging between the turnbuckles, fighting to stay conscious as the ringing in my head just kept getting louder. A heavy boot CRACKED into my spine, then STOMPING into my back, over and over until I was a ragdoll flailing with each savage kick into my spine.  I felt a hand close over my bulge and squeeze pulling me to my feet and walking me backward hunched over in pain as the squeezing fist only pulled harder when i struggled.  as i moaned in pain i heard Alex laughing as he turned the crushing fist into a much gentler massage.  i felt my dick getting hard as he continued and started to freak "What the fuck man! I'm not a 'mo!" and tried to thrash free from his grip.

Alex dodged an elbow I sent back at him "A homo? This isn't about gay and straight Kevin."  He grabbed my hair and drilled my face into the canvas.  "This isn't even about sex!" I felt him snatching the flimsy white bikini off of me.  I had been naked in front of Alex countless times, but this was different, embarrassing.  I did my best to cover my body as he threw the trunks aside, he SLAPPED his hand against my balls and the scream that came out even scared me.  I didn't sound like myself at all, it was like an animal dying-as if I wasn't really here and watching some poor gazelle biting the dust on animal planet, completely out of my head.  "This is about Alpha Male Kevin, you taking what the Alpha decides to give you and loving every minute of it.  This is domination Kevin, at its most base, and primal state.  I felt his bulge against my back, hard and full, and getting bigger as he talked.  I heard the creak of the rubbery trunks he wore being stretched, and then a splitting pain...his cock...there was that scream again, and everything went black. ....

I woke up, still in the ring, and still naked and sweaty.  I moved a hand to my back, trying to nurse the sorest spots, only to feel something wet, my first thought was blood as I brought my hand back to look, only to see it was almost clear and sticky liquid on my fingers.  As I went to reach back again and get up to my knees I winced as a deep ache spread through my body and I couldn't bite back the groan of pain.  "Sorry I got carried away earlier."  Alex grinned in the corner, still naked, his cock hard and tight against his stomach. 

Still disoriented I manged to choke out "The fuck did you do?" Alex walked over to me, shoving me back down to the mat.  "I think we both know the answer to that question Kevin, you got bitched. Now come on, I have promoters for you to meet."  He pulled me back to my feet by my hair, and as I jerked to pull away from him, he hooked 2 fingers in my ass, setting off that ache in my body, and to my shock my cock grew as hard as Alex's was as he lead me away out of the ring, the heel-pimp to my jobber-bitch.