MW: Taylor Vs Corey: Part 1 punk_wrestler2000

Corey was coming off a tough loss to pretty boy Robby. He knew he should have been able to take the pretty boy, but he had gotten his ass kicked. Robby had made him look like a total wimp.

Corey was a ripped muscleboy. He stood 6'2 and went 192 pounds. His abs were a tight taunt eight pack and his upper body was roped with solid well-developed muscle.

He had dirty blond hair and a cocky expression. He had stood ringside when Taylor had beaten Brian.

After Taylor had made his brazen challenge Corey decided to take the ripped MW up on his offer.

Corey knew he had both the height and weight on Taylor. Corey's weight advantage was in the form of 28 pounds of solid muscle. He had no doubt he could whip the muscleboy.

Corey also had 6" on Taylor, but he knew Taylor was incredibly strong.

Corey met up with Taylor in the locker room. He boldly walked up to the teen muscleboy and issued his challenge.

"I'm game to whip your ass tomorrow night. Got the guts to back up your big mouth?" Corey asked cockily.Taylor looked at Corey who was wearing a baggy shirt. Taylor was shirtless. He paused his big biceps and rippled his eight pack abs. "Boy, I just whipped a HW. I surely can handle your scrawny ass."Corey stepped closer to Taylor forcing the muscleboy to look up to meet his stare. To Corey's surprise Taylor met his stare but did not back step.

Kevin, Philip and martin watched the exchange. Kevin knew better then to get involved. He knew Taylor could handle himself.

Taylor reached out and shoved Corey back. "Tomorrow night, BOY. You and I. Hope you know what you are up against?"

Corey smiled. "Yeah I do. A wannabe chump. Tomorrow you can kiss those aspirations good-bye."

Taylor never batted an eye. He had been threatened by bigger clowns then this. He had whipped bigger BOYS then Corey. Tomorrow he would once again prove why he was the muscleboy in the MW division of TW.

Corey turned and walked out of the locker room. He was feeling smug. He figured tomorrow night would be a cake walk. Corey left the arena with visions of a squashed Taylor lying in the center of the ring.

Martin walked over to Taylor. "Be prepared. Corey is one ripped dude. Rumor is he is well built and stronger then he looks. Don't take him for granted like you did Brian." Martin said to his fellow Posse member.

Taylor glanced at Martin, "You just watch your own back. One of these days I will be standing opposite you in the ring facing you for your title. The we will see how tough you really are."

"What's your problem, Taylor?" Martin asked. He was ready to take Taylor down right here and now.

Taylor looked Martin dead in the eye. "You are. You teamed with an outsider over guys in the Posse. I hope the Outlaws kick the shit out of you and Elton."

Martin was shocked. He shoved Taylor hard. "Man when ever you want a shot at my title speak up. I will enjoy watching you submit to me."

Martin turned and walked out. He hoped some way some how Corey could knock the shit out of the cocky muscleboy.

The night of the match came quickly. Both Corey and Taylor were pumped and ready to get it on.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN OUR NEXT MATCH IS A MW MATCH. FIRST MAKING HIS WAY TOT HE RING IS TAYLOR. TAYLOR STANDS 5'8 AND WEIGHS 164 POUNDS."

Taylor ran to the ring and vaulted over the ropes. He stood center mat in his blue wrestling singlet. The singlet clung to his chiseled body showing every rock hard muscle in his torso.

"AND NOW ENTERING THE RING IS HIS OPPONENT, COREY. COREY STANDS 6'2 AND WEIGHS 192 POUNDS."

Corey removed his shirt allowing Taylor for the first time to get a good look at his chiseled physique. Corey sported rock hard almost eight pack abdominals along with a ripped upper body and powerful legs.

Taylor wondered briefly if he had bitten of more than he could chew.

The two wrestlers received their instructions and backed to their corners. They never took their eyes off from one another. Both knew this was going to be a fight.

The bell sounded. Taylor and Corey charged from their corners and met center ring. They bulled into each other like two sumo wrestlers.

Corey shoved Taylor back to the corner and followed him in landing two hard knee lifts to his taunt stomach. Taylor took the blows and shoved Corey back. Taylor lunged forward and rammed his shoulder to Corey's gut.

Corey staggered. Taylor moved back then dove for Corey's legs. He hooked Corey around the knees and lifted the larger boy into the air. Taylor then slammed Corey to the mat.

Taylor maintained his hold on Corey's legs and rolled the muscleboy to his back and cinched in a Boston Crab. Taylor cranked mightily on Corey's legs.

Corey used his arms to push himself up from the mat. He used his powerful legs and threw Taylor to the canvas.

Taylor was incredulous to think Corey had that kind of leg strength.

Both teens got to their feet and circled.

Taylor again charged Corey going low. Corey stepped back as Taylor missed his leg dive. Corey dropped the point of his elbow to the back of Taylor's head. Taylor dropped to the mat. Corey moved behind the downed Taylor and locked his arms in a double hammerlock. Corey straddled Taylor's back as he wrenched his arms up hard and tight.

Taylor grunted loudly as his powerful arms were being manhandled.

Martin was watching the match and smiling. He wanted to see Corey take Taylor apart piece by piece.

Corey stood and drug Taylor up as he maintained his double hammerlock. He then maneuvered Taylor to the corner where he drove his right shoulder hard to the turnbuckle.

Taylor groaned. Corey turned Taylor around so he was back first in the corner. Corey started to unload hard gut punches to Taylor's ripped abs.

To Taylor, Corey's punches felt like iron hard fists as they tore into his ripped abdominals. Taylor could not believe the power behind each and every blow.

Corey delivered one last uppercut and stood back as Taylor crumbled to his knees.

Corey reached down and gripped Taylor by the nape of his neck. He flung him to the ropes. As Taylor recoiled Corey drove a super kick to his chest. Taylor back-pedaled and fell through the ropes.

Like Robby had done to him prior, Corey was now doing to Taylor. He knew he could not give the muscle-bound MW wrestler a chance to regroup.

Taylor was outside the ring on his knees. Corey stepped through the ropes and dropped an elbow to the top of Taylor's head. Taylor went sprawling face first to the floor.

Taylor was clearly dazed. Corey lifted Taylor by the nape of his neck and the straps of his singlet. He powered the well-built teen over his extended knees in repeated gutbusters.

Corey was also listening to the ref's count. When the ref hit eight, Corey dropped Taylor to the floor and scooted under the bottom ropes.

Taylor lay on the floor sucking wind. He could not believe this kid was destroying him.

Taylor started to climb to all fours. Corey leapt from the ring apron and drove a vicious knee drop to Taylor's back. Taylor yelled out as his back was hammered.

Corey then lifted Taylor up and flung him back first to the ring apron. As Taylor hit Corey followed with a front kick to his gut. Taylor doubled over and Corey bull dogged him to the floor.

Again Corey scooted under the bottom ropes as the ref hit eight on his count.

The ref started to count Taylor out. Corey did not want a cheap win so he moved over and broke the ref's count. He slithered under the ropes and lifted Taylor, rolling him back into the ring.

Taylor was half out of it. His stomach hurt for one of the first times in his life. Taylor knew he was in danger of being whipped and whipped hard.

Corey circled the downed muscleboy. He was savoring his victory. Taylor had shot off his big mouth, now he was paying the ultimate price for his boastful bravado.

Corey watched as Taylor climbed to all fours. He walked over and hooked the tough guy's head between his legs. Corey lifted Taylor into position to apply a pile driver.

Taylor knew what was coming and quickly cinched his legs around Corey's head. Corey swore as Taylor blocked his finishing move.

Taylor gave his legs a twist and Corey lost his balance. Both teens went tumbling hard to the mat.Corey got the worst of it as Taylor's 164 pounds crashed down on him. Both ruggedly built teens climbed to their feet.

Taylor was still winded from Corey's hard ass attack. But now he was ready to extract some revenge.The two teens locked up collar and elbow. Corey cinched in a headlock and poured on the pressure. Taylor grunted as Corey squeezed his head like a grape and tried to power him to his knees.

Taylor tried to throw Corey off, but Corey held on tenaciously.

Taylor changed his stance and drove his elbow into Corey's ripped abs. Corey's abs took the hard blow.

Taylor locked his hands around Corey's waist and lifted the bigger teen from the mat. Taylor slammed Corey down. Corey maintained his headlock and drug Taylor down tot he mat.

Taylor swore as Corey kept his powerful headlock in place. Taylor could not believe this guy's strength.

Taylor used his powerful legs to force them to their feet. He bulled Corey to the corner, then with the ref out of position he shot a fist to Corey's groin.

Taylor yelled out as his hand hit something solid in Corey's trunks. Then he realized the tough teen was wearing a cup. Taylor swore out loud.

Corey grinned. He had known Taylor would go for a low blow.

Corey was getting ready to flip Taylor back to the mat, when Taylor changed tactics. He swung a powerful uppercut between Corey's legs. The impact of the punch drove the cup hard against Corey's balls. Corey released the headlock and sunk to his knees clutching his balls.

Taylor staggered to a neutral corner. He needed some time to regroup.

Corey slowly got to his feet. He was thankful for the protection he had chosen to wear. If he had not he would now be curled up in agony and at Taylor's mercy.

Corey waltzed over toward Taylor. He was ready to finish this match.

Taylor watched as the muscular teen approached. It was now time to give Corey a good dose of payback.

Taylor was still winded, but knew if he did not mount some offense he was going to get beat.

He gripped the ropes tightly as he watched Corey approach.

Corey had his dukes up and was ready to go back to work on Taylor's abs.

Taylor was ready this time. As Corey swung his first punch Taylor lashed out with both feet and struck the muscular teen in the chest. Corey back-pedaled. Taylor charged and rammed a shoulder to Corey's ripped torso. Corey staggered back to the corner from the force of the blow.

Taylor followed him in and short four hard power punches to Corey's ripped eight pack abs. Corey grunted but remained erect.

Taylor went for another punch but Corey block and sent a thumb to his throat. The ref saw the illegal blow and cautioned Corey.Corey nodded, but the damage had been done. Taylor was clutching his throat and gagging. Corey moved in landing a hard kick to Taylor's gut and further winding the tough guy.

Corey whipped Taylor to the ropes and met him coming off with a high back body drop. Corey tossed Taylor over the top rope with this maneuver.

Taylor hit the floor hard. He lie there not moving and gasping for breath. Corey moved to the ring apron and leapt off driving both knees to Taylor's stomach.

Taylor yelled out as his abs started to buckle under the assault.

Martin was in his glory as Taylor got a good hard beating from Corey. Corey was saving Martin the effort and the time.

So far Corey had wrestled a smart match. He had stayed on his opponent and not given him a chance to recover.

Corey reached down and pulled the winded Taylor to his feet. He whipped him hard to the ring apron Taylor's back took the brunt of the blow. Taylor's hands went to his back and Corey's fists tore into Taylor's gut.

Corey stood back and let Taylor start to double over. As Taylor doubled Corey hooked his arms around Taylor's chest and power bombed him to the arena floor.

Corey again listened as the ref hit eight on his count. Corey ducked back into the ring.

Taylor lie on the matted floor not moving. All anyone could see was his chest heaving up and down as he tried to breathe.

Kevin was livid as his star MW got the living shit beat out of him. He turned to Martin. "Get going. Help him."

Martin looked at Kevin and shook his head. "Screw him. He said he could handle anyone in the two toughest divisions. Let him get squashed."

Kevin looked at Martin and nodded. Martin was right. It was Taylor's big yap that had gotten him in this mess. "All right, let him get beat. Guess he's not as much as of an asset as we first thought." Kevin then turned and headed back to the locker room.

Martin stayed to watch the rest of Taylor's destruction. Martin could not keep the smile off his face.

The ref was counting Taylor out. Corey moved over and broke the ref's count. He then slithered under the ropes and rolled Taylor back into the ring.

Corey rolled Taylor to his back. He straddled his chest and slapped him across the face. "Come on TOUGH GUY. GET UP." Corey said as he slapped the beaten down muscleboy again.

Corey stood from Taylor and laid two hard stomps to his lower belly. Taylor grunted loudly as he felt his abs eroding and the blows digging in.

Corey gripped Taylor by the hair and drug him up. He locked on an abdominal stretch. Taylor moaned loudly as his tenderized abs were stretched tightly. Corey then slammed repeated elbows to Taylor's ribs. Taylor was sweating profusely as he took the abuse.Corey could not believe Taylor would not submit. He knew the kid was beaten, but still he held on. Corey released the ab stretch and hoist Taylor up and gutbusted him. Taylor rolled around the ring clutching his muscle-bound midsection.

Corey walked cockily over to the winded teen. He gripped Taylor's legs and spread them apart. He then dropped a head butt to Taylor's lower abdominals.

Taylor arched up in sheer agony.

Corey then turned and locked on a figure four leg lock. Corey fell to his back and applied the pressure. Taylor beat the mat with his hands and groaned loudly as his knees were contorted.

Taylor could not believe the intense pain he was in. He also could not believe this kid was kicking his ass.

Taylor thrived on getting worked over some in a match, but not quite this bad. In his former league he was known for a come from behind victory, but this kid had stopped any offense he had tried to mount.

As he fought the pain, Taylor let his shoulders hit the mat. The ref started to count the pin.

"One, Two." Taylor pulled his shoulders up and rolled. Corey was caught off guard by Taylor's sudden counter.

Corey tried to control the roll, but Taylor kept rolling and reversed the hold.

Corey quickly gripped the bottom rope forcing the break. The ref knelt down and untangled the two teens.

Corey was pissed. He had wanted the submission. He stood and moved in on Taylor. As he reached down to yank the bruised and battered MW wrestler to his feet. Taylor gripped his head and bull dogged him to the mat.

Corey grunted as his face impacted with the canvas.

Taylor kept a grip on Corey's head with one hand and jammed a thumb to his throat with the other.

Corey gagged as he felt the thumb dig into his throat. He rolled under the bottom ropes and fell to his knees gasping for air.

Taylor crawled to the ropes and pulled himself to his feet.

Taylor ducked through the ropes and dropped an elbow across Corey's neck. Corey was driven face first to the floor. Taylor stood back then landed two hard stomps to Corey's back.

Taylor slipped back under the ropes. He needed to rest a few minutes.

Taylor sagged in the corner as he took a few slow deliberate deep breaths. As he did he listened carefully to the ref's count.  

Taylor watched as Corey started to climb back in the ring. Taylor waited till he was standing on the ring apron and struck him in the chest with a perfectly placed drop kick.

Corey was knocked from the ring apron and landed flat on his back. Taylor scaled the ring post and measured his man. He leapt off striking Corey with a vicious off the top ropes knee to the stomach.

Corey thought he would vomit from the impact of the blow. He had never felt a blow like that to his gut. When Taylor stood, Corey rolled into a ball clutching his stomach and coughing.

Taylor rolled Corey to his back and slapped him. "Now smart mouth we go to school." Taylor said as he double stomped Corey's gut.

Taylor stopped his attack and scooted under the ropes. He then moved back to the downed teen. Taylor gripped a handful of hair and drug Corey back to the ring. He rolled him under the bottom ropes.

Martin was livid as the tide started to change. He debated about rushing Taylor and taking him out himself.Taylor climbed back into the ring. He measured his msn then dropped a knee to his chest. Taylor stood and started to land repeated stomps to Corey's ripped torso.

Taylor then drug Corey to his feet. In one swift move he locked on a cobra clutch. Corey squirmed but he had no strength to break the well-applied hold. Corey could feel himself going out.

Taylor did not want to take him out just yet. He wanted to punish him some more. He wanted all the other wrestlers to see he could take a beating and come back and win.

Taylor released the cobra clutch and whipped Corey to the ropes. As he bounced back Taylor lifted the heavier teen and back broke him. Corey yelled out. Taylor kept Corey draped over his knees and applied an abdominal claw. Taylor wanted the others to see he could do more then apply muscle holds.

Corey yelled out in pain as Taylor dug the ab claw in. Taylor saw Martin ringside and grinned. He wanted Martin to see he wasn't the only one who could whip someone with a claw hold.

Taylor then showed his awesome strength. He lifted Corey from his knees with his abdominal claw hold.

Corey screamed out in pain as his own weight added to his pain and suffering. The ref asked him if he wanted to submit.

Corey had tears in his eyes.

Taylor then slammed Corey to the canvas and locked his other hand on Corey's abs. Taylor grinned at martin as he applied the double abdominal claw. Taylor maneuver around and reverse schoolboy pinned Corey.

Corey tried to bridge up, but Taylor released one of the claw holds and belted his abs causing his bridge to break. Corey then slammed the other claw hold back on. He then assisted Corey in a bridge and slammed him back down to the mat.

Corey again screamed out in pain. Taylor dug the abs claws in deeply. Corey could feel his stomach muscles screaming in pain.

Finally Corey could take no more. "I give. Oh god I give. Please stop" He cried out loudly.

The ref ordered Taylor to release the hold. Taylor gave one final squeeze and let go. Corey rolled into a fetal position as he hugged his battered abs.

Again after he was announced the winner by submission Taylor took the mike. "WHO'S NEXT? COME ON. I WILL TAKE ANYONE ON AND WHIP THEM. " As he spoke his eyes were locked on Martin.

"DON'T BE AFRAID BOYS. JUST GO IN AND SIGN THE CONTRACT. I WILL ACCEPT A MATCH FROM ANYONE, ANY STYLE. IF YOU GOT THE GUTS. COME ON BOYS GROW SOME BALLS."

Taylor stood center ring flexing his biceps and rippling his abs. He wanted to be sure every HW or MW knew who they would be facing.

He dropped the mike and strode brazenly to the locker room.

As he walked by Martin he sneered. "Any time you got the guts to put the title up, CHUMP."

Martin would have done it now, but he had a tag match coming up with Elton against the Outlaws.

When Martin didn't answer Taylor smiled, "Thought you were gutless. Man, I really hope the OUTLAWS whip your ass." Taylor then turned and walked away.

Martin's eyes bore into Taylor. He knew sooner or later someone was going to have to take his cocky ass down. Martin decided to stop and pay Cody a visit. Cody needed a good win to get back on track.

Martin knew Cody could kick Taylor's ass. He also knew since Taylor had shot off his big mouth and issued the open challenge that Taylor could refuse no one a match. If not Cody, maybe Lucien or Ryan. Either way Martin would find someone to take Taylor down.

Even if he had to do it himself.