Between match battle: Part 1 punk_wrestler2000

With the prelims finished four of the eight Frats had nothing to celebrate and those guys slipped quietly from the gym.

Sigma Sigma, Kappa Chi, Gamma Tau and Beta Chi did not have teams advancing.

Brian and Damien stood and chatted. Both had noticed looks passing between Blake and Buzz during the officiating. Damien was still hot over the missed tag between Sebastian and Victor.

Brian was hot over the double teaming Buzz had let Sean endure.

But for now there was nothing that could be done or said. Any allegations were as yet unfounded.

Most of the guys could not fathom and alliance between Blake and Buzz. All knew there was no love loss there.

As he left Sean stopped to wish Ben and Kelly the best of luck in their next match.

Ben shrugged, "Man we have as much chance as a snow ball in hell. We are set to face Jason and Beau."

Sean nodded. Chuck moved up beside Sean, "Yeah Ben, but at least you have a fucking partner."Sean shot Chuck a look but Rob moved over and shoved the two friends apart.

"What the fuck, Buddy. Had I had a partner he would have assisted me, not watched me get squashed."

"Back off, BOY. All you had to do was tag out. But no, you wanted to handle it yourself." Chuck shot back as he slipped away from Rob and charged Sean.

"Come on Chuck, they cut the fucking ring off. " Sean said but he was getting angry.

"Yeah, like we haven't practiced that. Man I guess I need a new partner. Fuck Sean, I thought we would at least advance."

Chuck turned and walked away.

Sean knew this wasn't over. Chuck was his roommate and his best bud.

Sean walked back to Sigma Sigma slowly. His stomach still hurt from the hard ass kicking he had taken at the hands of Josh and Eric.

Sean relished being out of the gym and in the warm evening air. He took a slow deliberate walk back to the Frat house. He knew once there Chuck would be ready to either argue or fight.

Sean was in no mood for either.

Sean was wondering if his performance earlier was indeed his fault. He knew he and Chuck should have performed better then they had, but Eric and Josh were tough.

He and Chuck had been out muscled and out wrestled. Sean felt bad about the loss, but knew he and Chuck could get a rematch any time.

Chuck one the other hand wanted a rematch, but with a different partner. He loved Sean, but he wanted to win matches.

Rob and Brian reminded Chuck that he and Sean had beaten Vic and Sebastian.

Chuck nodded, but mumbled they had lost when it counted.

Chuck told Rob he and Sean would work it out. Rob knew what that meant and felt sorry for Sean.

Rob recalled all too vividly Sean and Chuck's first match. The two guys had been anything but gentle.

Sean returned to the Frat thirty minutes after everyone else. He had taken a long walk to clear his head. Plus he was in no hurry to face his roommate.

Blaine, Brian, Glenn and Stuart were watching wrestling on TV. Rob met Sean at the door.

He gripped Sean's arm and led him to the kitchen.

"Better bunk in my room, Chuck is looking for a fight." Rob said as he placed his big muscled arm across Sean's shoulders.

Sean knew Rob was straight and bunked with no one. He knew the guy was just looking out for him.

Sean shook his head. "I can handle Chuck."

Rob nodded. "Your funeral, Sean. He is looking for trouble."

Sean nodded. He knew Chuck was being unfair, but he wondered how he would have reacted had Chuck been the one getting squashed. He knew he would have done anything to help Chuck.

What Sean didn't know was Chuck had tried.

Sean entered the room and saw Chuck sitting on his bed in Speedos and shirtless. Chuck was working out with one hundred pound dumbbells.

Sean watched Chuck's big biceps flex with each movement.

Chuck heard Sean enter and dropped the dumbbells. He stood and walked toward Sean backing him to the wall.

Sean did not raise his hands or push Chuck away.

Sean felt his back hit the wall as Chuck stood nose to nose with him.

"You fucking cost us the match." Chuck snarled.

Sean said nothing. He knew Chuck was pissed.

"Fuck Sean, you got squashed. I thought you were better then that." Chuck said as his blue eyes bore into Sean.

Sean's temper boiled over. "I got squashed because I did not have a fucking partner."

Chuck stepped back and slammed a hard right fist to Sean's stomach. Sean grunted and doubled over. Chuck moved like a cat and locked on a side headlock and took Sean down to the floor.

"Son of a bitch. I tried to assist you. Fucking Buzz held me back. Then when I did I got hammered." Chuck worked Sean's head hard in his big beefy biceps.

Sean grunted as Chuck worked his head and neck over.

"Yeah I bet you did. I got my ass kicked." Sean grunted out as he sent an elbow to Chuck's sternum.

Chuck grunted and released his hold. Both guys got to their feet and circled.

"Gonna kick your ass again, WIMP." Chuck said as he charged Sean and knocked him back to the bed.

Chuck forced Sean to the bed and held him pinned. "Come on WIMP show me one good reason to keep you as a fucking partner."

The guys downstairs heard the ruckus and shrugged. Brian said calmly to let then fight it out.

Rob wanted to break it up. He liked Sean and did not want to see him get beat up a second time.

"Let it go, Rob. There's more to those two then simple friendship." Brian said as he grinned at Glenn and Stuart.

Reluctantly Rob sat down. The guys could hear the hard hits and the furniture being moved around. They could here the grunts and yells as the fight progressed.

Chuck drug Sean from the bed and whipped him into the wall. Sean hit back first and was dazed. As he sank to his knees, Chuck locked another headlock on and drug him from the room to the mat room. Chuck knew the Frat House rules on fighting.

Chuck kicked the door open and tossed Sean down on the mat.

Sean hit hard and lie their catching his breath.

"Come on fucker. Fight me." Chuck said as he flexed his hard biceps and made a come on motion to Sean. "Get up and fight."

Chuck stood back and let Sean climb to his feet. Sean ripped off his shirt and raised his dukes. "Let's get it on." Sean spat out.

By now Blaine, Stuart and Rob had come to watch.

Sean and Chuck circled.

Rob could see the bruises on Sean's chest and stomach from the working over at the hands of Josh and Eric. Rob knew Chuck would have no trouble whipping Sean's ass.

Chuck and Sean locked up collar and elbow. Chuck easily muscled Sean to the wall and drilled three knees hard to his stomach. Sean grunted and dropped to his knees. Chuck lifted him from the floor and dropped him over his knees in a hard gutbuster.

Rob yelled out, "Come on Chuck go easy. He's already hurt."

Sean was lying on the mat gasping for air. Chuck turned back to Rob and flipped him off. Chuck then lifted Sean and gutbusted him again. "He's getting what he has coming. Fucker cost us the titles." Chuck turned and kicked Sean hard in the gut. Sean wheezed and curled into a fetal position.

Rob wanted to break it up. He knew Sean had not cost them their title shot, but he understood Chuck being pissed. He started to step on the mat but Sean through gasping breaths said. "Stay out of it." Rob backed off. He figured if Sean wanted to get his ass kicked that was his business.

Chuck looked down at his roommate and wonder why Sean would tell Rob to back off.

Chuck then turned to the other guys. "Take a hike. This is a private match."Blaine Stuart and Rob got the message. Aside from that they could see Chuck was rock hard.

Rob never did understand guys like Sean and Chuck. He shrugged as he and his brothers headed out of the room and let the two guys handle their own affairs.

As soon as they left, Chuck rolled Sean to his back. He straddled his room mate in a schoolboy pin.

"Bastard. Man do I want to work you over. Why in the fuck did you tell Rob to back off?" Chuck asked.

Sean took a deep breath. "Not his fight."

Chuck nodded. "You got balls boy." Chuck said as he reached back and slammed a fist to Sean's stomach. "Not to bright but you got guts." A hint of a smile crossed Chuck's face.

Sean grunted from the hard punch. He knew he had to do something or Chuck was going to kick his ass.

Sean took a deep breath and flung his legs up. He felt them lock around Chuck's head.

"Bastard." Chuck said as he tried in vain to break the hold. He knew Sean could take a guy out with his killer quads.

Sean used every ounce of strength he had and flipped Chuck to the mat.

Sean tightened his leg lock and rolled Chuck to his back. Sean held Chuck's face buried in his crotch as he poured on the pressure.

Chuck grunted but he was starting to feel the awesome muscle power of Sean's Herculean quads wrapped around his head.

Sean reached back and drove a powerful shot to Chuck's lower gut.

Chuck grunted. Sean slugged him a again.

"All those muscles and you can't fight out of a simple head scissors." Sean taunted. Sean sent two more hard shots into Chuck's stomach.

"Prick. We didn't you use this hold on Eric or Josh?" Chuck grunted out.

"How, they had me double teamed before I got a chance to fight back. Dammit Chuck, I feel as bad as you for getting pinned."

"Let me up. Sean." Chuck grunted out.

Sean debated then released his hold. He stood and let Chuck climb to his feet.

Chuck looked at Sean then charged forward. Before Sean could stop him Chuck cinched on a tight bearhug.

Sean grunted as he felt the 17 ½" pythons lock around his back and force him to expel his air.

Chuck powered into the hold and worked Sean's lower back over. "To trusting Sean. You had me beat." Chuck lifted Sean from the mat and powered down on his bearhug.

Sean grunted and tried to pry the python arms free. When he could not Sean swung his legs up and locked them around Chuck's waist.

Chuck grunted as he once again felt the power in those legs.

Sean felt Chuck power the bearhug on tighter. He locked his legs and squeezed harder. It was now a test to see who would break their hold first or who would give up first.

Sean could feel the pressure on his ribs. 'Come on Sean, don't make me hurt you. Submit." Chuck grunted out.

"Fuck you, not giving up." Sean could feel himself becoming light-headed. Chuck was forcing his lungs to strain to draw in air.

Sean's leg lock loosened. Chuck sucked down air and then tumbled forward to the mat. His hard body slammed down on Sean's, but his bearhug never broke.

Sean was struggling to stay focused as his body cried for air.

"Come on man, I quit." Sean groaned.

Sean's worked over torso could take no more.

Chuck snickered but did not break the hold. Instead he bore down harder.

Sean grunted in pain. "Fucker I said I submit."

Chuck kept squeezing till he felt Sean cease to resist. Right before he made Sean black out he released the hold.

Sean fell to the mat breathing heavily.

"'Stubborn, Fucker." Chuck said softly.

Chuck straddled his roommate. Chuck scooted up in a schoolboy pin then slammed his hand down on the mat three times.

Chuck then reverse schoolboy pinned Sean. Sean did not resist. Not that he could have anyway. Even though they had just gone at it, he trusted Chuck.

Chuck gently placed his hands on Sean's abs and started a slow gentle massage.

Sean's entire body quivered, than relaxed as Chuck let his fingers do the work.

Shortly after 1:00am as Brian and Rob were heading to bed they passed Chuck helping Sean back to their room.

Sean had his head resting on Chuck's shoulder.

Brian turned to Rob, "See I told you they would work it out."

It would be noon the following day before anyone in the House seen Sean or Chuck.