Samuel's Ass Kicked 1 RyanCarrWeber

Jimmy was very happy that Kevin had won the Championship tournament - he knew he could beat Kevin. Now all he had to do was see to it that Andy didn't do it first, since he wasn't so sure about being able to beat Andy.... If Andy was champ, he could insist on the match being submission only, and the boy would just never submit. He could take punishment unlike any other wrestler in the league and not submit... the Battle Royal had proven that.

The question became how to make Andy lose to Kevin without the match ending in DQ, which would result in an automatic rematch if Kevin wanted, which he most likely would. Jimmy was discussing the issue with Johan when Kevin, the TW Lightweight entered the BW/TW changing area. "Hey, boys, what's up?"

"Kevin," Jimmy said, "just who I want to see... you'll know what to do. I want to be hwt champ... but I don't think I can make Andy submit if he wins the title from Kevin.... how do I make sure Kevin keeps the title without getting myself in trouble?"

TW Kevin thought for a minute, and then grinned, broadly, "you make a deal... with me." Both of the eighth graders looked puzzled, so the freshman continued.... "Listen. Let me take care of the Andy problem. He'll be so beat by the time he gets into the ring with Kevin, the champ'll destroy him."

"Sounds good," Jimmy said, "but then whaddyou want us to do for you?"

Kevin smirked, "I was getting to that... All I'll need from the two of you is some help with a small problem I've been having... named Samuel."

Johan chortled. "We can not beat up Samuel. He is good."

"Johan, Jimmy.... you two, working in combination, can take anyone. Now listen. I'll beat up Andy right before his match with Kevin, if you guys beat up Samuel for me. Whenever.... I will want a rematch, but I don't want to two to be related."

"Then why do you want us to kick his ass?"

"Because the shit stole my title! I'll win it back, on my own, because I need to prove to everyone I can. But I still want to see him get his ass kicked. Got it? Good."

Kevin left. Jimmy smiled at Johan. "Heavyweight champion, here I come."

A few days later, Samuel was working out in the TW gym around lunchtime. Jimmy and Johan entered. "Hey, Sam, what's up? How long you here till?"

Johan quietly walked over to his favorite piece of equipment - the bench press. As he passed Samuel, they exchanged a pound. "Hey, Jimmy. A few hours. I'm gonna miss getting to work out when school starts again."

"Yeah, man, me too. But I'm excited."

"Why's that?"

"Well, I figure, one more year of middle school, and then I get to move up to Teens Wrestling, where I can kick the sorry asses of wimps like you."

Samuel was surprised, to say the least. "What?"

"You're right, Samuel… why would I want to do that?" Samuel relaxed visibly. Then Jimmy added, "why would I want to wait when I can kick your ass right now?"

Samuel was about to accept the challenge, sure he could take the overweight boy. Before he could say anything, Johan had hit him in the back of the head with the bar from the bench press. The hit was light, but hard enough to knock Samuel unconscious.

He woke up about forty-five minutes later, lying on his stomach, with a weight he soon figured out was Jimmy sitting on his back. He had been stripped down to his boxers, and could feel a wrestling mat under him even before he opened his eyes to see the unfamiliar room in which he lay. Jimmy was sitting full-weight on his upper back, watching a TV behind Samuel. The teen lightweight's chest ached from the prolonged pressure of 165 pounds on his back.

"Ugh. Jimmy, what the fuck? Get off me!" Samuel was still more annoyed than he was afraid of what was going to happen. That would change quickly.

"You're ours now… Johan and I, we decided we want more of a challenge. And the next logical step is you, man…. How's it feel to be the TW lightweight champ?" Samuel just grunted, so Jimmy answered for him, "well, prettyboy, it's not gonna feel too damn nice when we finish with you."

Jimmy lifted himself up about a foot off Samuel's back, and before the TW could move, slammed his full weight back down, winding the teen. He got up, and pulled Sam up after him, pulling him into a full nelson. Johan got right to work pummeling the thin boy's abs. Sam grunted as each blow fell, feeling his stomach growing sore and his muscles begin to cramp. Johan fired in right after left after right for five straight minutes, and when Jimmy let him go, Samuel curled into a ball on the mat.

Both BW heavies began stomping him. Samuel, meanwhile, just got furious with himself for having offered no resistance so far. He did his best to live out the stomping, and when Johan pulled him up and opened his abs to abuse from Jimmy, Samuel kicked Jimmy in the chest with both feet, sending him to his back and forcing Johan back against the wall. A stomp to the foot freed Samuel, and he dropped Johan to the mat with an armdrag, just as Jimmy approached. Samuel ducked a clothesline, and pushed Jimmy into the padded wall. He grabbed an arm, and twisted it up behind Jimmy, who yelled at the top of his lungs in pain.

Johan attacked from behind, hammering a meaty fist to Samuel's kidney. Sam held onto Jimmy's arm, however, and kicked a leg back into Johan's groin, doubling him over.

"WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU WANT FROM ME?" Samuel demanded. The usually pleasant teen was pissed off. He'd never been randomly attacked before. "Who put you up to this? Kevin?"

"Go fuck yourself," Jimmy retorted, and Samuel spun him around and ran him into the opposite wall. Jimmy's arm was seriously hurting, and wasn't helped by Samuel lifting and slamming him onto it. Johan was just getting up from the lowblow, and Samuel leveled him with a clothesline. Then back to Jimmy, he dropkicked the heavy right onto Johan who cursed under Jimmy's weight. Samuel laughed, but only so long as it took Jimmy and Johan to stand up in unison and begin to surround him.

With one BW heavy on each side, Samuel knew he was screwed. He darted for the stairs leading out of the small matroom, and found the door at the top landing locked from the other side. As he turned, a fist from Johan slammed into his groin and he doubled over, laying right across Johan's shoulder. Carried back down to the matroom in agony from the ballshot, Samuel was thrown to the mat. Jimmy and Johan each grabbed an ankle. Samuel instinctively covered his nuts, but his hands only helped as Jimmy and Johan double-stomped him not once, but twice in the nuts with all their weight behind each shot.

Samuel felt he would be sick, the pain was so intense as it spread through his lower gut and into his chest. Jimmy and Johan let go of his legs and Samuel curled into the fetal position. Jimmy yelled down at him, "NO ONE tells me to do anything! I'm kicking your ass because I feel like it. Who knows? Maybe I'll kick Kevin's next." Samuel just groaned, "stop, please stop."

Neither boy paid any attention. Johan picked Jimmy up and slammed him onto Samuel's side. Jimmy struggled to his feet, and then pulled Samuel up. The teen was doubled over and really looked like he might throw up at any minute. Johan kicked his gut, and Jimmy slammed a double-axe handle across his back, putting Samuel on his knees. "You really look like a champion now," Jimmy taunted as he yanked him back up. Jimmy and Johan pushed Samuel back and forth between each other for several minutes, laughing at him until he tried to throw a punch at Johan. The BW heavy dodged, and wrapped him in a sleeper.

Johan's thick arm constricted Samuel's breathing, weighing down on his chest. The boy sat against a wall, holding Samuel bent forward for maximum effect. The teen stopped struggling quickly, leaning back against Johan's soft body. He knew he had to get out of this, but not how to.... and he feared he might nod off in this sleeper.

He woke up with a start as Jimmy plowed a kick into his gut, pressing him tighter against Johan. The meaty foreigner stood up, holding Samuel, and Jimmy started wailing on the boy's abs, slamming in fist after fist. Samuel tried weakly to cover his gut, but Jimmy's fists soon knocked his hands away. After five minutes of pounding, the beat boy was allowed to fall, face down to the mat, where he lay moaning. "Oh, shut up, champ! We're not done with you yet." Jimmy dropped a heavy leg accross the back of Samuel's head, which Johan followed with one of his own. Samuel just grunted as the heavy boys dropped onto him, each two more times after the first.

Jimmy rolled Samuel over, and stomped a foot into his gut. The teen winced, unsure of how much more punishment he could take before passing out. He wasn't aching so much - they hadn't focused on any one body part enough for that - as he was tired from the pummelling he was taking. When Jimmy lifted him to his feet, Samuel gave one last-ditch effort to escape and slammed an uppercut to Jimmy's jaw. Johan was stunned, and Samuel's fist felt in pieces as Jimmy fell over, KO'd. The two boys still standing just looked at him for a moment, and then Johan attacked, clotheslining Samuel to the mat.

Johan stomped and kicked Samuel, but the teen champ got up despite the onslaught. He ducked an attempted clothesline by Johan and pushed the heavy boy, face-first, into the wall, following up quickly with a hammerlock to keep Johan in check while Sam caught his breath. Johan struggled, but Samuel's hammerlock held the thick boy's arm a lot tigher than his own arm had been held earlier in the same hold. Johan yelled, trying to wake Jimmy, but to no effect. When he was good and ready, Samuel, using the already-aching arm, threw Johan accross the room and smack into the opposite wall, causing Johan to grunt as he fell to his knees.

The TW teen took charge, pulling Johan to his feet and whipping him to the mat in a snap-suplex, which he followed up with a massive kick to Johan's soft gut. Samuel was now beginning to feel the pummelling his torso had taken, put pushed his aching young body to get itself out of the matroom. First, he knew, he'd have to take care of Johan. The big boy was getting back to his feet. Samuel charged with a clothesline. Johan ducked, and when Samuel turned to try again, the meaty boy slugged him with a fist to the head. Samuel recoverd, and returned one of his own. Johan blew it off, and both boys continued to exchange blows till one of Johan's meaty fists knocked Samuel to his knees.

Samuel was surprised when Johan didn't follow up, and terrified when he attempted to spear the boy, but was restrained by a hand on the back of his trunks. He turned to face Jimmy, who quickly lifted and powerslammed the teen under his full weight. As soon as Jimmy got up, Johan splashed Samuel, and Jimmy did the same when Johan rolled over Samuel's face to get up. The young teen's chest was aching from the impact. Johan grabbed a handfull of Samuel's brown hair and yanked him to his knees. Johan stood on the backs of his calves and held his arms extended above him, his hands in the crooks of Sam's elbows, exposing the boy's wiry triceps, on which Jimmy went to work.Samuel begged to be let go, but all he got as response was a kick to the groin from Jimmy, who then went to work pounding his exposed arms and head. Blow after blow fell, and Samuel got increasingly groggy, subdued by the headshots and the fire spreading through his abdomen. The teen began to grow limp in Johan's hold, but Jimmy just kept slamming fists to his forehead and triceps until Johan insisted it was his turn to do the punching, and let go of Samuel's arms, twisting his feet as he stepped off the teen's calves. Sam fell to the mat, face-down, and was crushed by a splash from Jimmy that landed on his back.

Jimmy picked the beaten teen up and presented him, full-nelsoned to Johan, who set to work on his thin chest and abs. In no time, Samuel's pecs and abs felt like mush and Johan's hard, meaty fists just kept digging in. When Johan felt his blows were meeting mush, he grabbed the boy's gut, digging his fingers in and sqeezing in a horifically powerful ab claw. Jimmy let go, and Samuel held onto Johan so as not to add pressure to the claw. Johan lowered Samuel to his back and continued the hold, straddling the boy's legs as he continued to grind his abs between his fingers. Jimmy stood over Samuel, looking down at him..... "Champ? How pathetic," he mocked as he butt-stomped Samuel's chest three times in a row before jumping and vertical splashing onto him a final time.

Samuel was giving a low, steady, groan from under Jimmy, punctuated by grunts from when Johan hit a particularly weak nerve with his ab claw. Sam's hands instinctively pushed against Jimmy, but he was too weak at this point to budge the heavyweight boy wrestler. Jimmy, as he sat full-weight on Samuel's chest, began choking him. Samuel, instinctively, panicked. He tried kicking, but his legs were trapped by Johan sitting on them. He still couldn't move Jimmy, so he scratched at the boy's back as hard as he could. Jimmy screamed, and slapped Samuel hard accross the face. He lifted himself slightly, and slammed back down onto Sam's chest. The teen grunted loudly, and then immediately breathed in deeply as Jimmy got up.

"Come on, Johan, let's finish him." Johan got up, and they dropped simultaneous elbows to the teen's chest and gut before Johan, stronger but less skilled than Jimmy, lifted Jimmy, and powerslammed both of their weights onto Samuel's already-demolished chest and gut. They left him, barely conscious and wondering how the hell two boys had beaten him, lying soaked in sweat and panting in the B/TW basement matroom, which all of about four wrestlers knew about, TW's Kevin among them. Conveniently, the former TW champion found Samuel, and showed a great deal of concern for the champion... he helped Samuel up to the changing area, and walked him home, turning on the charm all the way.