Heavy Weights: Mike Vs Jeff: 1 muscle_punk

With the rivalries subsided for this evening it was time for a good old-fashioned heavy weight match. The two wrestlers for this event were unknowns. They had just signed up the previous week, but both were no strangers to the fierce caliber of competition in TW.

Mike was 18 and stood 5'11 weighing in at 201 pounds. Mike had a nice well-developed body with bulging 17" biceps and a tight muscular physique. The ladies whistled as he made his way to the ring. Mike had an innocent schoolboy look about him.

His opponent in this heavy weight match was Jeff. Jeff was 17 and stood 6'5 and weighed 200 pounds. Jeff had big bulging 17 ½" biceps and broad nicely defined shoulders, but other than that he was not built like a wrestler. Jeff's big problem is he was cocky. Jeff thought his height gave him a big advantage over some of the other heavy weights.

Some of the other wrestlers had tried to talk to Jeff, but the kid was a loner and struck an attitude with them.

Mike on the other hand was out going and friendly. He had quite a few friends among the other wrestlers.

The audience did not know what to make of Jeff as he sashayed to the ring. His swagger definitely informed the audience he was cocky.

Jeff entered the ring and towered over his opponent by a good six inches. Jeff's eyes locked on Mike as he tried to stare the smaller teen down.

Mike was not intimidated. He kept eye contact with Jeff and flexed his big biceps and rippled his tight hard abdominals.

Jeff looked Mike dead in the eyes, "You're going to lose boy, and lose badly." Jeff said with a cocky undertone.

Mike just smiled, than said, "Come on tough guy. Show me what you got."

The referee stepped between them and ushered both boy back to their respective corners.

He called for the bell and the two wrestlers headed center ring to lock up.

Jeff was confident he could easily squash his smaller opponent.

Jeff raised his hands for a contest of strength. He knew with his height advantage he could dominate the smaller boy.

Jeff was surprised when Mike accepted his challenge and raised his hands.

Mike's biceps bulged as he tried to hold Jeff even. Jeff smiled as he started to muscle Mike to his knees. Mike felt his legs giving in to Jeff's downward thrusting motion. He tried to power up and hold the taller teen even.

Jeff suddenly stopped his downward motion and pulled Mike forward into his knee.

Mike's powerful abs took the force of Jeff's knee. Mike looked up at Jeff and grinned.

Jeff's face flashed red as Mike grinned. Jeff rammed a second and third knee to Mike's hard stomach. Mike did not even grunt as Jeff tried to drop him.

Mike pulled his hands free and fired a combination to the tall boy's stomach. Jeff grunted and doubled slightly as Mike's powerful blows tore into his gut.

Jeff quickly shot a hard forearm to Mike's head. Mike staggered back into the ropes. Jeff followed landing to hard chops to Mike's chest. Mike grunted as he felt Jeff's big chops strike his pectoral muscles. Mike raised his hands to fend off another chop and took a hard knee to the groin.

Mike dropped to his knees sucking wind.

Jeff smiled sadistically as he drug the winded teen to his feet and flung him to the opposite side of the ring. Mike hit the ropes and was greeted by a hard boot to the chest.

Mike dropped to his knees sucking wind.

Mike started to get to his feet and was greeted by a forearm smash to the head. Mike's head snapped back and Jeff landed a brutal kick to his gut. Mike's abs absorbed the blow.

Jeff reared back and kicked the teen again and again. Mike's powerful stomach muscles took the hard boots to his stomach.Jeff backed into the ropes to get more force in his kicks. Mike waited then rolled out of the way. As Jeff whipped by, Mike stuck his leg out and tripped the big teen to the mat.

Mike was on his feet quickly. He grasped Jeff's legs and rolled him to his back. He spread the tall boy's legs wide, than landed two hard stomps to Jeff's stomach.

Jeff grunted loudly as he felt the stomps dig in. Jeff knew his abs were his weak point. Mike held his legs spread then dropped down on Jeff's gut with a hard elbow. Jeff whished out his air as Mike's elbow tore deeply into his stomach.

Mike drug Jeff to his feet and shot him into the ropes. As Jeff ricocheted off Mike planted a big knee to his lower belly. Jeff stopped in his tracks.

Jeff was now on his knees gasping for air as Mike worked his midsection over. Mike knew the tall teen could not handle the gut blasts.

Mike again drug Jeff to his feet and tossed him to the ropes. Jeff put on the brakes and reversed the move. Mike felt himself being whipped to the ropes. He hit stomach first. As he recoiled Jeff slammed a big elbow to the small of his back. Mile pitched to the mat face first.

Jeff dropped a double knee drop to Mike's back. He then rolled the winded teen to his back and began to stomp his powerful abs. Mike felt the stomps breaking down his ab muscles. He tried to roll, but Jeff landed a hard knee drop to his stomach.

Mike was breathing hard as Jeff now swung the match in his favor.

Jeff picked the gasping teen up and through him into the corner. Mike's back hit the ring post hard. He sagged in the corner trying to catch his breath.

Mike watched as Jeff charged across the ring. Mike ducked out of the way. Jeff who had been going for a shoulder block hit hard against the ring post.

  Mike pivoted and kicked the teen in the gut, once, twice, three times. Jeff dropped to the mat clutching his stomach.

Mike grabbed the winded teen around the waist and lifted him into the air. He then slammed Jeff down over his knee in a gut buster. Jeff gasped for air as he felt his abs compressed from the blow.

Mike let Jeff drop to the mat, than applied a good old-fashion body scissors to Jeff's stomach. Jeff grunted loudly as he felt Mike cinch in the powerful hold.

Mike's leg muscles bulged as he put the squeeze on the bigger boy's stomach. Jeff was in agony as he felt his stomach muscles being worked over in Mike's powerful legs.

Jeff was straining to draw a breath as Mike forced the wind out of his lungs and made it impossible for him to breathe.

The referee was asking Jeff if he wanted to submit. Jeff shook his head no. He was not going to submit in a scissors hold.

Jeff leaned forward to try and pull Mike's legs apart. Mike bore down harder on his abs. Jeff fell back into Mike's chest. Mike locked a sleeper hold on the big teen.

Jeff struggled valiantly to break the sleeper hold, but he could not force Mike's big muscled arms from around his neck.

Jeff felt himself going out. Jeff's struggles got weaker as his breath was squeezed him from two different holds.

Mike knew he had the teen whipped. He had felt Jeff stop struggling. He released the body scissors but maintained the sleeper. The ref raised Jeff's arm three times. Three times the arm fell limply to the mat. The ref called for the bell and told Mike to release his hold.

Mike let the big teen fall gently to the mat.

As Mike's hand was raised in victory the girls cheered and whistled.

Mike walked over and woke Jeff up. He extended his hand to help his opponent to his feet. Jeff brushed the hand away. Mike just shrugged and started to climb out of the ring. Jeff watched him, than decided to nail the tough teen.

Jeff bounded across the mat. Mike heard him coming and turned. Jeff swung a power- house upper cut to Mike's jaw. Mike blocked the incoming fist and lashed out with a hard straight right hand to Jeff's tender gut. Jeff grunted and doubled over. Mike went to slug him again but Jeff shook his head. "I've had enough." Jeff said as he clutched his stomach and looked into Mike's blue eyes.

Mike dropped his hands. He stood back as Jeff started to stand upright. Mike extended his hand to Jeff a second time. This time Jeff shook the out stretched hand.

Jeff's face for the moment no longer held the cocky look it had at the beginning of the match. He had really expected to best Mike.

Jeff stepped from the ring. He walked back to the locker room, clutching his gut and thinking about how and why he had lost. He knew if he was going to make it in TW he would have to toughen up his abs.

Mike stepped from the ring, happy with his first victory. Jeff was a tough kid, but Mike had found his weakness.

As Mike entered the locker room he checked the schedule for the next week. His eyes searched the list and rested on the name of his next opponent. Mike grinned. His next match would be a good one. He was to face one of his buddies from his high school wrestling days.