Middleweight Vs Heavy Weight 1 punk_wrestler2000

**Daryl Vs Cody

Daryl was an 18 year old middleweight, who wanted to wrestle as a heavy weight. Tonight he was going to get his shot. He had picked his opponent through a random drawing. Three names had been placed in a hat. Cody, Dane and Cary.

Daryl was hoping not to draw Dane.

Luck was with him he drew Cody.

Daryl was no stranger to direct competition with the muscular Cody. They had butted heads many times. Both during school and outside of school.

Daryl stood 6' tall and weighed 192 pounds. He was just 8 pounds shy of being a heavy weight, and knew if he worked out a little harder he could gain that in muscle mass.

Daryl was powerfully built, with huge bulging 18" biceps and rippled six pack abdominals. His shoulders and chest as well as legs bore raw power during a wrestling match.

His opponent for this evening Cody stood 6' and weighed in at 209 pounds. Cody's body was well defined with 18 1/2 " biceps and powerfully rippled abdominals. Cody could bench press well over 400 pounds.

Daryl knew this match was not to be taken lightly. Cody could and had dominated many opponents early on in a match.
Cody was on the other side of the locker room as he waited for the ring announcer to introduce him and his opponent. He stood with Dane and a few other heavy weights.

Cody as usual well he waited limbered up. He knew Daryl would be a tough challenge. A lot of the middleweights were intimidated by the fact that Daryl was black.

Cody was not intimidated. No one intimidated Cody.

The announcer began his introductions and both teens entered the arena.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, lets get ready to rumble. Tonight's challenge is a special Middleweight, Heavy weight challenge match."

"First making his way down the aisle is the Middleweight Daryl. Daryl weighs in at 192 pounds."

"Next making his way down the aisle is a teen who needs no introduction to the ladies. Cody."

Cody waltzed slowly down the aisle to the catcalls and whistles of his female admirers.

Cody entered the ring and posed for his fans. He flexed his huge biceps and rippled his tight abdominals. The ladies went wild.

The more Cody flexed and showed off, the more Daryl was intent on whipping him.

 The referee called both teens to the center of the ring. He checked them over for weapons and explained the rules.

"Now go to your corners and come out wrestling when the bell sounds."

All through the instruction, Daryl's black eyes had bore into Cody.

Cody took it in stride. He knew he could whip this kid.

As the bell sounded, both teens moved to center mat. They locked up collar and elbow, muscling hard against each other. Both teens biceps bulged as they tried to gain an advantage.

Daryl released the hold first and powered a hard right hand to Cody's ripped stomach. Cody smiled as the punch deflected.

Cody shoved Daryl back and swung a punch of his own. Daryl was ready and gripped Cody's wrist and flipped him to the mat. Daryl followed with a hard stomp to the stomach.

Cody gasped as the foot tore in. He had not been expecting that move. Daryl was not going to let up. As Cody started to get to his feet, Daryl kicked him hard in the gut, dropping him back to the mat.

Cody sucked wind. Daryl slipped behind him and locked on a full nelson. He lifted Cody from the mat as he tried to power his chin to his chest.

Cody flexed hard against Daryl's potent biceps. He started to walk Daryl back to the corner. Daryl tried to halt Cody's retreat but Cody was muscling him into the corner.

Cody knew his way around the wrestling ring. When he sensed he was close enough, he powered hard into the corner. Daryl felt Cody's powerful frame squash his torso. Daryl grunted as his full nelson loosened.

Cody pulled his arms free and powered a big elbow into Daryl's unflexed stomach.

Daryl grunted. Cody whirled around and grasped Daryl by the head. Cody tossed him to the center of the ring.

Daryl was back on his feet quickly. The two teens circled.

Daryl moved in and grabbed Cody's right arm. In one swift move he had Cody down to the mat and locked in an armbar. Daryl poured on the pressure.

Cody's muscular arms took the power of Daryl's painful hold. Cody waited, then rolled on top of Daryl. He struck the teen with a forearm to the head. Cody pulled his arm free.

Cody delivered another solid forearm to Daryl's head. He than stood up and dropped and elbow to Daryl's chest.

Daryl grunted as he felt his ribs and chest being compressed by the powerful blow.

Cody drug the muscular black teen to his feet. He cinched in a headlock.

  Daryl tried to throw Cody off, but Cody had the hold cinched in tightly. It was almost a choke hold. Daryl turned and slammed a big elbow to Cody's solar plexus. Cody let out a gasp, but held fast to Daryl's head.

Daryl slammed two more elbows to Cody's solar plexus in rapid succession. Cody stumbled backwards and released the hold. Daryl turned and powered a big foot to Cody's gut. Cody staggered than dropped to his knees. He was sucking wind.

Daryl moved to the left side of the downed muscleteen and drove two hard boots to his ribs. Cody fell down to the mat face first.

Daryl moved quickly. He dropped a big elbow to Cody's back. Cody arched up then fell back down to the mat.

Daryl dropped down on his back and cinched in a camel clutch. Daryl reared back applying all his muscle power to the hold. He wanted to hear Cody grunt out a submission.

"Come on Cody, submit." Daryl said as he cranked up the pressure.

Cody's back and neck were screaming from the pain. He tried to rear up, but Daryl squeezed his knees into his ribs. Cody dropped back down to the mat.

Cody was sucking wind. He was not used to being dominated in the ring, but Daryl was taking it to him hard.

Cody always knew where he was in the wrestling ring. Now was no exception. He reached out and gripped the bottom rope.

The referee forced Daryl to relinquish his hold.

Cody breathed a sigh of relief as he felt the tension on his back and neck ease up.

But there are no time-outs in wrestling. Daryl was waiting for Cody to try and stand. Cody got to his knees, than slowly to his feet. Daryl slammed him with a big elbow to the small of the back. Cody staggered into, than through the ropes, falling outside the ring.

Cody was on his knees outside the ring, sucking down much needed air and a much-needed break to gather his thoughts.

Cody shook his head as he stood shakily to his feet. He knew he needed to mount some offense or he was going to lose.

Cody started to climb back into the ring. Daryl charged him striking him with a drop kick to the chest. Cody was knocked flat on his back.

Daryl did not wait he exited the ring. He scooped Cody up and slammed him to the matted arena floor.

The audience booed loudly at Daryl's tactics. Daryl did not care. He would do what ever it took to garner a victory over Cody.

Daryl again picked the prone Cody up and prepared to slam him to the floor. Cody raked Daryl's eyes. Daryl dropped Cody in a heap at his feet as his hands went to his now watering eyes.

The ref had started his count. Cody quickly got in the ring to stop the ten count. Cody than climbed, back out of the ring. He lifted Daryl in a bear hug and slammed him back first into the ring apron.

Daryl grunted loudly.

As Cody held him pinned to the ring apron, his knee struck the teen muscleboy in the groin. Daryl let out a yell.

Cody let him drop to the floor than climbed back into the ring to again break the ref's count.

Daryl was on his knees clutching his groin and sucking wind.

Cody climbed out of the ring. He assisted his opponent back through the ropes.

Cody drug a winded Daryl to his feet. He threw him into the ropes and lowered his head, going for a back body drop. Daryl watched Cody telegraph his move. He grabbed the ropes, than launched a kick to Cody's head.As Cody's head snapped back. Daryl planted a big boot to Cody's groin. Cody dropped to the mat in agony.

The audience booed at the intentional low blow. The ref said nothing because he had not seen the foot connect with Cody's groin.

Daryl muscled Cody up from the mat. He placed him on the top of the turnbuckle. Daryl climbed up and locked Cody around the waist. He flipped backwards and twisted so his entire body weight came down on top of Cody.

Cody felt the air driven from his lungs as Daryl's sturdy frame crushed his chest.

Daryl turned and hooked Cody's legs.

The Ref was in position. "One, Two."

Cody some how kicked out.

Daryl slammed the mat. He thought it was a slow count. He stood to his feet. He gripped both of Cody's legs and spread them apart. He planted a big boot to Cody's fully exposed abs.

Cody grunted loudly as the boot tore into his sore abdominal muscles.

Daryl stomped him a second and third time.

Daryl released Cody's legs. Cody curled up into a ball, trying to stop the pain radiating in his lower abs.

Daryl once again drug Cody to his feet. He locked the worked over teen in an abdominal stretch. Cody yelled out in pain as Daryl worked his already bruised and battered abs over some more.

Cody was used to applying this submission hold, not being placed in it. And especially not being placed in it by a smaller opponent.

Cody was breathing hard as Daryl stretched his torso. Cody was struggling not to submit. His abs were burning, his back was hurting. But still he would not give up. He had been in tougher fights than this. At the moment he could not recall when.

 Daryl slammed a big elbow down into Cody's ribs. Cody inhaled sharply. Daryl struck his ribs again. Cody knew now Daryl was trying to break his ribs.

Cody's resolve snapped. He reached his hand back and locked it around Daryl's back. Cody used every ounce of muscle strength he could muster and flipped Daryl over his out stretched torso.

Cody collapsed to the mat breathing deeply.

Cody backed to the corner and pulled himself upright with the help of the ring ropes. He was sore and tired, but also determined.

Daryl was back on his feet. His eyes saw Cody struggling in the corner. He lowered his head and rushed in with a shoulder block. Cody saw it coming and ducked out of the way. Daryl hit the ring post, hard.

Cody took a deep breath and moved in on his momentarily stunned opponent. He knew he had to make these next moves count.

Daryl was still leaning in the corner. Cody moved behind him and dropped a powerful elbow to the small of Daryl's back. Once, Twice three had elbows found their intended mark.

Daryl collapsed to his knees.

Cody planted a big boot to Daryl's ribs. Daryl let out a yell. Cody reached down and pulled Daryl to his feet. He flung the muscleteen into the ropes.

As Daryl rebounded, Cody extended his foot and planted it in Daryl's stomach. Daryl bent forward. Cody locked his arms around Daryl's chest, lifted him, than power bombed him in the center of the ring.

Daryl hit the mat hard. Cody quickly laid in two hard gut stomps driving what little air Daryl had left from his lungs.

Cody hooked Daryl's legs going for the pin fall.

He only got a two count. Cody stood slowly to his feet. He looked at the prone teen. Cody dropped down with both knees to Daryl's stomach. Daryl exhaled sharply.

Cody drug his nearly exhausted opponent to his feet. He whipped him into the ropes. As Daryl ricocheted off the ropes, Cody cinched in a sleeper hold. Cody had Daryl in the center of the ring.

Daryl felt Cody's big muscled arms lock on the hold. He clawed at Cody's arms, but Cody's hold was not to be broken. Daryl could feel himself going out.

The ref raised Daryl's hand three times. He got no response. He called for the bell.

"Cody, release the hold."

Cody quickly complied. Daryl slumped to the mat. He was clearly unconscious.

Dane and Cary gave Cody the thumbs up sign as the Referee raised his hand in victory.

Cody was pleased with the win, but he knew he had been in one hell of a match. Daryl was a tough competitor.

Cody walked to the center of the ring and woke Daryl up. He then helped the young muscular black teen to his feet.

Cody shook Daryl's hand and thanked him for a good hard match.

They exited the ring together and headed for the locker room.

Cody was surprised the middleweight had given him that tough of a match. But he also knew he had taken the match to lightly. His own over confidence, had almost cost him the bout.