One brutal beating deserves another. muscleboy_jobber

**Rob's payback**

As Rob left the arena with Ashley he was confronted by Ryan.

Ryan shoved the muscleboy up against the wall. "What did you think you were doing beating on Anton like that?" Rob asked as he rammed a hard fist to Rob's balls.

Rob started to sink to his knees, but Ryan held him erect. "We may like to humiliate guys, but we don't break anything." Rob said as he sent a fist deep into Rob's ripped abs.

Rob felt the blow tear into his muscular midsection. The blow to the balls had severely hampered his ability to flex his abs.

Ryan was preparing to ram another fist deep into Rob's gut, when Rob slammed his knee to Ryan's groin. Ryan let out a yell as his balls were busted. Rob followed with a hard fist to Ryan's head.

Ryan stumbled backwards from the force of the blow. Rob waded in, firing lefts and rights to Ryan's face and chest. The big guy felt the blows land and stumbled to his knees.

Rob was pissed. He had taken the lecture from the TW officials because he had to. He did not need to take any shit from Ryan or any other wrestler.

Rob was preparing to nail Ryan with a knee to the face when, he was grabbed from behind by two powerful hands. Rob felt his arms being locked in a full nelson. As he was turned he saw Trace standing in front of him, fists poised to attack.

Ashley was frozen as she watched Trace, Ryan and Kale give Rob a warm TW reception, the hard way.

Ryan and Trace started to lay in hard body shots to Rob's rugged torso. At first Rob's solid muscular body was able to absorb the hard shots.

When He did not scream or yell out, Trace laced his hands together and drove a double fisted blow to Rob's lower belly. As his shot connected, Ryan raised a knee to Rob's groin.

Rob yelled out as his balls were again busted. As he inhaled sharply, Trace drove three solid punches to his lower belly. Rob felt those punches tear into his stomach. He felt the wind knocked from his lungs.

Kale released the full nelson and he and Trace each gripped one of Rob's arms and held him flush against the wall.

Ryan stepped in front of Rob. He drove a hard uppercut to Rob's sternum. "Next time you have a match think twice about using your fists.: Ryan punctuated this with a combination to Rob's stomach. The powerful punches lift the muscleteen from his feet. Rob was struggling to catch his breath.

Ryan stepped back. "Its one thing to work a guy over, or punch his chest or abs. Its another to reign blows down to his face and break his nose. You're new here, we may be heels, but we watch the backs of our own." Ryan again punctuated this with a combination to Rob's belly.

As Ryan stepped back, Kale and Trace each lifted a knee to Rob's now aching stomach. When Rob refused to satisfy them with a grunt, they repeated the maneuver. On the third double knee lift, Rob gasped for breath. Kale and trace released his arms and let him sink to his knees.

Before they walked away, each rough tough big heavy weight laid in a solid kick to Rob's ribs.

As Rob lie there hugging his stomach and praying his ribs were not broken, he vowed revenge on the three heavy weight heels.

Ryan lifted the beaten teen from the ground and slammed him into the wall. "If you ever hurt anyone like you did Anton, we will give you an even worse beating then this." Ryan released Rob, then slammed one last fist to the pretty boy's face. Rob felt his nose being crushed under Ryan's big hamhock fist. Rob sunk to his knees with his face in his hands.

He stayed that way until his three tormentors had left. He had two weeks to plot his revenge. Ryan, Trace and Kale would pay for their actions.

As he stood to his feet and walked to his car, Rob could hear Ryan, Trace and Kale laughing as they walked away.