Buzz (LT) vs Blake (EX) One kon_el_superboy

Every year, Lambda Theta had a rushing war with Epsilon Xi. All fourteen on campus fraternities had developed their own unique personality over time, but that didn't stop overlap. Occasionally there were guys that fit well with more than one and the intense wooing would begin.

However, while other fraternities warred occasionally, Lambda Theta and Epsilon Xi fought over the same guys more often than the others did. Both fraternities wanted varsity athletes. The Lambdas liked big guys who liked to play hard. The brothers of Lambda Theta were generally from sports like football, rugby and hockey. Epsilon was more open, accepting many sports for guys that fit their mold. Inevitably both fraternities wanted three or four of the same guys.

This year was no different. Both fraternities wanted Jason, a freshman from Ohio. He fit in really well, with both groups of guys. He was going to make the football team, guaranteed and had arrived a month before official rush to workout with the team.

After the first Presidents' Council meeting where the fourteen Fraternity Presidents had met, Buzz and Blake talked about Jason.

Buzz was President of Lambda Theta. At 6'3",245, he was a mountain of a young man. He was a star on the football team, a solid linebacker who had a shot at the NFL. He had not been drafted and rather than play for a smaller league, he decided to finish University and get his degree. Buzz was one of those guys on the "five-year plan."

Blake was President of Epsilon Xi. He was on the water polo team and had a shot at the Olympic team for 2004 in Athens. He also extended his stay at Simpson to five years, but he was getting his Masters in Psychology.

Buzz said, "Hey, I saw Troy schmoozing Jason, trying to get him to rush Epsilon and not the Lambdas. What the hell is that about?"

Blake smirked. He said, "Hey, you're trying to get him to be a "Lamb" just as hard. What the hell is THAT about?"

Buzz sneered. Everyone knew the rough and tough men of Lambda Theta hated to be called Lambs. Only the bravest would dare. Blake, at 6'3", 195, was a tough guy himself. His body was rock hard. Water polo was a rough sport and he was not afraid of the big beast, Buzz.

Buzz said, "Don't embarrass your fraternity, boy. Jason will never pick you punks. He's a man."

Blake replied, "Don't be too sure. I think we have a great chance at landing him. But let's see who he picks. It is his choice."

Buzz said, "We're both wrestling this year." Buzz and Blake's fraternities were both part of the eight-fraternity wrestling 'league' that had been established decades ago at Simpson College.

Blake knew where Buzz was headed. Buzz was big, but not smart and certainly not subtle. Blake replied, "Of course. Every one of the eight Fraternity Presidents in the league is wrestling this year. I guess by your question that you want to start early on this. A little one on one?"

Buzz nodded, "Yeah, may as well get back into it before my match with Scott. Wasn't much competition for me this summer at home. How about your mat room, tonight?" Buzz liked Blake but that wouldn't stop him from doing what he had to do. He was obsessed with recruiting the best freshmen he could.

Blake smiled and replied, "Our room? Wow, how sporting of you. Already willing to give up home field advantage, eh, sport? What do you want?"

"Jason. Loser blackballs him and prevents him from rushing them. He's gonna choose one of us. We both know that." Blake let out a low whistle. He was giving up a ton of weight. He knew he was tough, but Buzz could be a monster.

Blake thought for a moment. He knew why Buzz was willing to risk it. Jason was essential to Lambda Theta, but not to Epsilon Xi. Blake was willing to lose a shot at Jason to get one-on-one with Buzz. Blake agreed and the match was set. They agreed on the match - pro-style/submission, limited rules - and agreed to do this al

Vuk, one of the other Epsilon Xi members showed Buzz to the mat room. Vuk was a varsity basketball player and tough SOB in his own right.

Buzz followed. When he entered the private room, he saw Blake waiting for him. Blake wore his blue and yellow school Speedo. Buzz looked at Vuk who left the room. Vuk gave Blake a look like, "Do you want me to stay?"

Blake shook his head slightly, answering no. Vuk shrugged and left them alone. Once Vuk was gone, Buzz pulled off his skin tight gray athletic tee and pulled down his baggy gray athletic shorts. They slid right over his running shoes, which were actually wrestling boots.

Once stripped, Buzz was left attired in his white squarecuts that left nothing to the imagination. Blake looked at Buzz' hard football-built body. The man was rock solid, Blake knew.

Neither young man had said a word and neither planned to. Big talk was fine for outside, but in the mat room, Blake and Buzz were all business. Let the cocky freshman talk and flex. These studs had been wrestling in the fraternity league for five years. They had never faced off until tonight, but Blake had seen Buzz wrestle.

Blake knew that Buzz, with his powerful body and granite like muscles, would be tough. Very few men in the past five years had done well against Buzz, who had only gotten tougher with age. Many guys expected Buzz to assume the title this year and maybe hold onto it all year.

Blake charged, but Buzz caught him. Buzz squeezed a tight bearhug on Blake, who punched the beast's shoulders. Buzz ignored the blows as they bounced off his mighty muscles.

Buzz immediately flipped Blake over in a belly-to-belly suplex. He drove down with his 245 pounds of pure muscle, slamming Blake hard into the mat.

As Blake rose, Buzz delivered a gut punch that sent Blake into the wall hard. Buzz came in a planted a knee into Blake's open abs. He drove up again. Blake was winded already! The monster's incredible power was even mightier than he had heard.

Buzz grabbed Blake under the shoulder and pulled him from the wall, tossing him over and onto his back. Buzz followed up, dropping two knees into his midsection hard. Blake tried to curl up but Buzz used his momentum to bring him to his feet. Blake followed and Buzz drove another knee into Blake's softening abs.

Blake reached out and raked Buzz's eyes hard! Buzz staggered back, blinded by Blake's dirty move. Blake had wanted to fight fairly, but Buzz's fast start had forced his hand. Blake knew that if he didn't get a break, he would lose fast!

The eye rake staggered Buzz and he went backwards into the corner. Blake followed up, showing his own surprising strength. Water polo required tremendous power and was a dirty sport, with kicks, punches and more. Blake picked up the blinded stud and slamming him down hard with all his swimmer's power! The body slam shook the room!

Buzz moaned. He looked out through blurry eyes. He could make out the shape of Blake in the lights. He looked small. Buzz realized quickly what was happening.

Blake had climbed onto a chair. He leapt off into the air. Buzz rolled on instinct, leaving Blake to connect with nothing but mat! Buzz stumbled to his feet. His vision was clearing and he could see Blake rising, clutching his stomach.

A failed splash, Buzz realized. Perfect. Buzz stomped Blake hard in the abs, exacerbating his pain. Buzz grabbed Blake's wrist. He whipped Blake into the opposite wall hard!

Blake slammed into the wall and actually bounced out into Buzz's waiting arms! Buzz lifted and turned, planting Blake down with a side suplex! Blake tried to arch his back, but Buzz was on top of him. Buzz hammered fists into Blake's midsection, leveling unbelievable force into the blond stud's taut swimmer's abs with every blow.

Buzz lifted Blake up and easily hoisted him into the air. Blake was moaning. Buzz dropped Blake in a gutbuster. He pushed Blake off his knee and proceeded to stomp the former abs of steel. More like abs of Jell-o now! Buzz picked up Blake and threw him into the wall. As Blake smashed in and staggered back, Buzz moved in behind him and clamped on a sleeper.

Buzz had Blake fully set up in the sleeper. Blake's arms thrashed. He found himself losing consciousness. Blake writhed in agony and tried to break out, but Buzz was locked on him tight, like a boa constrictor, slowly squeezing the fight right out of him. The blond stud had only one option. He reached back and grabbed Buzz's white spandex covered pouch!

The sudden pressure forced Buzz to loosen the sleeper. With blood returning to his head, Blake turned and fired a hard punch low into Buzz's white trunks. Buzz stumbled back. The eye rake had been a warning that Blake had meant it when he said NHB, but Buzz had ignored it. Blake was like a cornered animal. He was trying anything to turn the tide.

Blake delivered two hard forearms into Buzz's chest, sending him into the corner of the room. With Buzz wedged between walls, Blake drove his knee into Buzz's pouch, then did it again!

Blake delivered another low blow, this time a fist to Buzz's aching crotch. Blake opened his hand and clamped on a vicious ball claw on the larger stud. Buzz writhed on the turnbuckles as he was mauled by the blond's awesome hand power!

Buzz had totally dominated him in wrestling, but Blake was not about to go down to defeat! Buzz slumped against the wall. Blake walked across the room and got ready to deliver payback!

Blake had Buzz set up perfectly. The ball claw had reduced him to mush. After the repeated low blows, Blake knew Buzz was done. Buzz was slumping on the wall. Blake charged and leapt into the air!

Blake came forward with a hard splash, forcing the wind from Buzz. He stepped back and slapped Buzz's face, taunting the bigger stud. Buzz glared at him as Blake mocked him. Blake thought Buzz was done, but Buzz knew better. His only hesitation was deciding whether to leave Blake as a man or not.

Buzz decided not to sink to Blake's level. The arrogant blond swimmer was not worth it. Blake grabbed Buzz's short hair and pulled him from the wall. As Blake arrogantly dragged Buzz out, Buzz quickly fired a left-right combination into Blake's abs. The power behind the fists shocked Blake.

Blake kicked into Buzz's groin again, but Buzz took it on the thigh. Buzz responded with a boot to Blake's abs, forcing Blake to bend over. Buzz delivered a quick DDT. He had done better but he wanted to lay Blake out fast.With Blake helpless on the mat, Buzz grabbed Blake by the hair and pulled him to his feet. Buzz dragged him back to the chair, climbed to the seat and delivered a spinning DDT! This one was far more devastating than the first.

Buzz stood gingerly. He looked at Blake, his hard muscular physique lying still on the mat. Buzz walked a bit, rubbing his large package. He tried working out the pain than ran from his crotch throughout his body. The blond stud on the mat started to roll back and forth, trying to revive himself.

Buzz had had enough of Blake. This match had been short, but painful for both boys. Buzz did not want another ball shot or crotch claw. With Blake on the mat, Buzz forced Blake to a sitting position by his hair. Buzz delivered a judo chop to the back of his neck, stunning the EX stud.

Buzz slid in behind and wrapped Blake in his legs. He squeezed hard and Blake moaned in pain. The blond future Olympian writhed in the tight leg lock. Buzz reached over Blake's head and put his arm over Blake's neck.

Buzz cranked back, clamping on a killer Dragon Sleeper! Blake moaned and groaned. His arms flopped wildly. He could not focus enough to launch a counter as Buzz worked the scissors and sleeper hard.

Blake was ready to submit, but pride let him hang on for another second.

Buzz had one free hand. He ran his free hand down Blake's heaving pecs and onto his taut abs. He pressed down lightly, searching for the perfect spot. Blake was completely helpless, but not submitting yet. Buzz knew he could tighten the scissors and get a submission. He knew he could tighten the Dragon Sleeper and get a submission.

But instead, he probed Blake's body. When he found the spot. He slowly and methodically arranged his fingers. In one sudden move, he thrust his fingers into Blake's torso and locked on a claw to end all claws!

Blake 's problems grew astronomically as he bucked wildly in Buzz's grip. Buzz simultaneously clamped all three submission holds as tightly as he could. This was it. Buzz knew it. Blake knew it.

Blake just had to say the words.

Blake thrashed in the hold, now suffering three horrible submission holds at once! He had never suffered this much in his life.

The Dragon Sleeper stretched his neck, the scissors crushed his torso and now the claw tore his upper abs.

"Please, I give, I give." Buzz immediately released the hold. Blake curled into the fetal position holding his aching abs. Blake had tears streaming down his face. Buzz had thoroughly crushed him.

Buzz got off Blake, leaving him to wallow on the mat. Buzz sneered at Blake and said, "Next time I tell you something, you'd better do it, boy. It'll be easier on you. Jason'll make a nice addition to Lambda Theta."

Blake stayed on the mat for a while. He had tried hard, tried his best, even wrestled dirty, but none of it was good enough. Blake realized that the only way he might ever beat a stud like Buzz was in his dreams. Blake thought about Buzz's sweaty hard muscled body. He then realized that even in his dreams he might lose.

When he looked up, Buzz was gone, not even bothering to stay and mock the fallen blond stud. Blake dragged himself to his feet. He was frustrated and sore. He cursed at having lost to Buzz but size had triumphed.

Blake wasn't as upset at losing Jason in the rush as he was about the precedent this set. Blake had known he would probably lose, but not be squashed. His crushing defeat sent a bad message about who was the top jock fraternity on campus.

Blake knew that Jason was a wrestler and for the Lambdas to get him was even worse. Blake vowed to recruit someone, anyone, who could wrestle and fight. He would even the odds somehow.

The rivalry between Lambda Theta and Epsilon Xi had just begun!