jimsub81: Rematch: Joey vs Jacoby

It had been a couple of months now since the young MW muscleboy Joey had been virtually pulverized by the tough LW Jacoby in a NHB match. Since then a few things had changed. Joey had undergone a total reworking of his game both physically and mentally. He had come back with an impressive win over tag teamer Drew fighting in a rare singles match. Now Joey looked to even the score against Jacoby. He had been destroyed and humiliated in the NHB match while most all of his fellow TW wrestlers watched. Joey wanted one thing, revenge!

The other major change was that Jacoby had joined Kevin's Posse. The first name in Teen Wrestling heels. Kevin had a way of making things happen and he promised Jacoby a Lightweight title shot. And so far , joining the Posse was good for Jacoby. He was working out when Joey saw him and came over. "Hey Jacoby. Remember that rematch we talked about? Well, I think its time we settle this. So how bout it? You and me same as before no holds barred." Jacoby looked at Joey with annoyance almost and said, "Listen you wanna be, If I'm going to kick your butt again I want it to count so, sure, I'll fight your sorry ass. But I want it to be in a sanctioned match. And since the league doesn't go for no holds barred matches it will have to be a regular one. Not that I'm afraid of you you sorry excuse for a wrestler! But I need wins to keep my LW title chances alive. So, how about it. You up for another loss? An official one this time?! Joey's blood was burning at Jacoby's insults and tone of voice but he learned from his buddy Wesley, the current LW Champ, don't let your emotions rule you. Control the situation. Joey answered through gritted teeth, "Jacoby, I'll sign a match with you any time!" Jacoby smiled and said, "Fine with me lets go do it now!"

The two went off and signed their match. Joey left the office clutching his contract. At last he was going to get revenge on the tough LW.

Jacoby left with a good feeling too. He knew Joey wasn't on top of his game the last time they met. But, given the ease of Jacoby's win, he figured he could still beat Joey even if it was a little harder and he would put another W in the win column. He knew after this win he's have to be the favorite to get the next LW title shot.

The match came a few days after the last Battle Royal. Joey was with his friends Patrick, Dane and Wesley. They were just a little concerned about Joey facing Jacoby again. Joey had been so severely beaten last time they could not get the images out of their head. But they also realized Joey was in a terrible slump at the time now he was on top of his game.

Jacoby stood with Kevin and fellow Posse members Steve and Rusty. They felt good about Jacoby's chances tonight. Sure, Joey was wrestling much better now but Jacoby was one well rounded Wrestler. He had speed, strength, wrestling ability and good judo skills. Plus, Jacoby was about as mean and brutal as they came! Kevin slapped Jacoby's hard, muscular back and told him, "Go out there and beat the snot out of the dumb bastard!" Jacoby grinned at Kevin and pals as the intros got under way.

"Our next match is an interdivisional one between a Lightweight and a Middleweight. First, the middleweight standing 5 feet 10 inches tall and weighing in at 160 pounds ...JOEY!" clad in his trademark skimpy orange bikini he ran to the ring under a chorus of cheers. He hopped in and smiled brightly to all the cheering fans. He looked like the Joey of old and was ready to take it to Jacoby. "And, his lightweight opponent, standing 5 feet 11 inches tall and weighing in at 155 pounds...JACOBY!" Jacoby strolled to the ring as the crowd booed him. They would have booed almost anyone going up against a crowd favorite like Joey though. Jacoby got into the ring and stared Joey down with a look of conceit. He meant to waste the blonde muscleboy yet again this time getting credit for the win. A scant 5 pounds separated them. Joey had a bit more definition to his muscles but Jacoby was no weakling for sure. He had bulging pecs and a thick, hard stomach. His arms and legs were muscled and strong as well. Joey tried to put their last meeting out of his mind. He was confident there would be no repeat of that ugly event. The bell rang and the rematch was on...

The two boys came out and circled each other quickly. They pawed at one another not really committing to anything. Then Jacoby moved in and locked up. Joey shoved him off. Jacoby drove in and locked Joey up again. And again Joey put arms to Jacoby's upper chest and heaved him away. Jacoby looked annoyed and Joey gave him a grin that he knew would irritate Jacoby. It did! Jacoby charged! Joey side hip tossed him and Jacoby landed flat on his ass. He leapt up and right into a side head lock from Joey who heaved him up and over in a suplex. Jacoby hit hard and Joey gave quick stomp to Jacoby's firm pectorals. Another stomp to the stomach had Jacoby wincing. Joey went to deliver another but Jacoby caught the falling boot and gave it a twist. Joey was forced to turn with it or dislocate his hip. He fell to the mats face first. Jacoby was up and dropped an elbow to the back before he pulled Joey up by a fistful of hair on the back of his head.

Joey turned and shot a jab to Jacoby's thick abdomen. He grunted at the shot but didn't let go and smacked a clothesline to Joey's throat sending him slamming to the canvas. As Joey clutched his throat Jacoby dropped an elbow to his upper abs. He rolled over top of Joey's face and shielded his jab to the adam's apple from the referee's sight. Joey was really coughing now as Jacoby dropped his full 155 pounds into a double knee drop that hit Joey's hard 6-pack gut. Joey grunted but his abs took the heavy blow. He was still gagging from the shots to his throat though.

Jacoby tried a different tactic. He snatched up one of Joey's feet and held it high exposing the meaty thigh. Jacoby then laid in a series of heavy kicks to the well toned right thigh muscle. He then slammed the beaten leg to the mats and dropped a knee to it. Joey howled in pain and rolled over gripping at his thigh. But Jacoby was like a shark that smelled blood. He meant to destroy Joey early and fast!

Jacoby re-grabbed the right ankle and pulled it up sending another volley of kicks into it. He then pulled Joey across the mats on his back near a corner. Joey moved to get up but a crushing foot to his chest sent him back down. Jacoby slid out of the ring and grabbed Joey's ankle pulling it out over the ring's side. He rammed the beaten thigh over the edge of the apron smacked a hard fist into it then pulled over to the steel ring post. He took it in both hands and hammered it hard against the post. The referee was nearing his count out on him so Jacoby slammed Joey's thigh one more time into the post making the blonde muscleboy scream out in pain. He then climbed the same corner and leapt to reenter with a high drop to Joey's torso. Though Joey's leg was searing with pain he saw the falling LW and rolled away. Jacoby's elbow and ribs impacted the canvas where Joey's chest had just been.

Jacoby arched up and flopped back down as he wrapped his arms around his crushed ribs. Joey dragged himself across the ring and pulled himself up the ropes gingerly testing out his battered leg. Jacoby raised himself too. They came at each other filled with fury.

Jacoby struck out at his opponent's wounded leg with a kick just like Joey knew he would. He grabbed Jacoby's leg in both arms and heaved it up sending Jacoby to his back. Joey followed right down behind him with an elbow to the sternum winding Jacoby. Joey pulled him to his feet and fired him front first into the turnbuckles. He came in fast behind him and drove a knee to the small of Jacoby's back.

Joey took to the second rope and snagged two handfuls of Jacoby's thick brown hair and began introducing Jacoby's face to the top turnbuckle. The crowd loved it as Joey took it to the disliked Lightweight. They counted off the face rams as Joey delivered them with great zeal. "Seven! Eight! Nine! TEN!", went the audience. Joey hopped back to the mats. Jacoby slumped into the corner. A spearing punch to the lower back made Jacoby groan out in pain and slide a little further down. Joey then locked his arms over Jacoby's neck and legs putting his shoulder into his back and lifted him into backbreaker. Joey gave a few bounces to send even more pressure into the hold. Jacoby screamed out as Joey racked him with expert perfection!

Jacoby would not submit to the rack. But Joey was pumping with adrenaline. He summoned his strength and raised pressed the 155 pound boy over his head. The crowd loved it as Joey showed off. He then dropped Jacoby who went slamming down to the mats from the high press. Jacoby actually bounced as his back impacted the canvas. Joey didn't let up for a moment and dropped an elbow to the chest. He then grabbed both of Jacoby's wrists and jerked him up and forward and right into a raised knee that speared his upper abs. Up into a crotch slam went Jacoby and he was deposited down with great force.

Again Joey yanked the now dazed and confused boy to his feet. Jacoby stood there nearly out on his feet. Joey clenched his arms together and drew back. With all his might he slammed his double ax handle across Jacoby's bulging pectorals. Jacoby staggered backward but amazingly didn't go down. A second crushing ax handle sent Jacoby to the ropes though. He sagged against them with his arms outstretched over the top rope. Joey stood in front of him confidently and drew back his arms again. But Jacoby struck first and drove a knee to the bulge in Joey's orange bikini. Joey put his hands to his nuts and doubled over showing his pain on his face. Jacoby threw a knee lift to Joey's chest sending him down to the canvas.

Jacoby saw Joey down but he had just been hammered badly. He needed some time to gather himself. He slid out of the ring to clear his head. The audience was booing him but he didn't care. He was being embarrassed as he knew this match was not going his way at all. Joey was not the same wrestler he faced several months ago.

Just as Jacoby was near to be counted out he felt a tug on his head. Joey had reached over the top rope and grabbed a handful of Jacoby's hair. He was trying to get Jacoby back into the ring the hard way. Jacoby grabbed the middle rope and pulled up to get the pressure off his hair. He swung his feet up and sent a foot between the ropes into Joey's hurting leg. Joey let go and fell backward. Jacoby climbed back into the ring and saw Joey to his hands and knees. He came in behind and sent yet another torturerous kick to Joey's thigh. The meaty leg muscle jiggled and rippled as Jacoby put his boot point to it again and again.

When Joey could not get all the way to his feet Jacoby took a leap and came down on his back crushing him to the canvas. Joey whooshed out his air as Jacoby plopped on his back. Facing Joey's legs Jacoby began to whale away with both fists into his thigh with agonizing effectiveness.

Joey was close to tears as Jacoby turned him over and got ready for a figure four leg lock. Joey shot out with his uninjured leg planting the sole of his boot to Jacoby's chest knocking him backwards. Joey then pulled himself across the ring and up the ropes. Jacoby came at him with a clothesline. But Joey ducked down and threw a shoulder block forward and caught Jacoby's midsection. Jacoby lost his wind and fell to the mats with Joey's plowing weight on top of him. Joey sat back on Jacoby's waist and sent a barrage of heavy punches to the boy's tough stomach muscles. Jacoby grunted under the hard assault. But Jacoby threw his legs up and wrapped them around Joey's head in a set of scissors. He pulled Joey to his side and squeezed away on his head. Joey gritted his teeth and bore the pain. But they were very close to the ropes and Joey put a foot up on them. The referee made Jacoby break the hold but he had done what he wanted to. He got Joey off him.

Both boys were slow to get up but Jacoby was faster. He hooked Joey's head and shot a thumb to the throat gagging him. With Joey held compliant for the moment Jacoby began to swing hard uppercutting blows to Joey's ripped belly. He had broken down Joey's beautifully sculpted abs once before and he aimed to do it again. Joey didn't get a chance to draw a breath as Jacoby was smacking wickedly sharp punches to his gut almost lifting him off his feet with each one.

Jacoby then gripped an arm and Irish whipped Joey to a turnbuckle. Joey's back hit hard and he gasped in a breath and sagged against the corner. Jacoby ran at him and launched himself. Joey dodged, but not quickly enough as Jacoby's knee drilled Joey's navel taking the tough middleweight's breath away. Jacoby was furious that Joey was doing as well as he was. He meant to take him out for good this time!

Jacoby doubled Joey over with another well placed judo punch to the stomach. He then whipped Joey out of the corner and around and into the ropes. As Joey rebounded Jacoby lashed out a foot that stuck deep into Joey's middle. Joey folded like a pretzel. Another kick to the hard chest sent Joey to his back. Jacoby stood back and admired his work. Joey lay spread eagle in the center of the ring with a big red spot on his stomach that almost looked painted on as his belly heaved up and down as he gasped for air.

Jacoby went over and reached down and began to pull Joey up. But Jacoby got the surprise of his life when Joey reached up under the armpits and pulled him over into a small package. So quick and unexpected was Joey's move that it took the referee as well as Jacoby off guard. He was out of position and it took him a few seconds to get down to make the count. He got to a two and a half count before the startled Jacoby kicked out. Jacoby had just dodged a bullet and he knew it.

Jacoby wondered just what he had to do to put the tough kid out for good. But he didn't have time to ponder long as it was now Joey on the offensive. Jacoby felt himself being hauled up by the ears. Joey Irish whipped Jacoby but Jacoby reversed the move only to have Joey reverse that! Jacoby spun into the ropes and came off into a bear hug that Joey quickly turned into a belly to belly suplex. Jacoby was sucking wind and Joey fired a kick to the side of his ribs before pulling him up again. Joey shot Jacoby to the ropes again but Jacoby was sly enough to grab the top rope and prevent the recoil. Not to be out done Joey charged Jacoby smacking a clothesline across his throat sending him over the top rope and crashing to the arena floor.

Joey considered leaping down on top of him but was wary of his hurting leg. So he just slid out and stomped Jacoby's chest and stomach as he writhed in pain on the arena floor. Joey then pulled Jacoby up and rammed him chest first to the ring apron. Jacoby turned and took a swipe at his attacker that Joey ducked under. Joey then fired a punch of his own to Jacoby's belly that bent him over. Joey walked him over to the steel barrier and gut busted Jacoby over it. The tough lightweight fell at Joey's feet who promptly picked him up and heaved him back into the ring.

Jacoby was trying to get up when Joey entered the ring off the top rope directing a well placed elbow to the lower back of the tough lightweight. Jacoby groaned as Joey's elbow not only drilled his back but smashed his groin to the mats as well. Joey pushed Jacoby's face to the canvas as he got up. He jerked up Jacoby up from behind. Joey's best friend Patrick had given him pointers on applying a full nelson and Joey learned well as he slapped one on the dazed Jacoby.

With his arms stretched and his chin being forced to his chest Jacoby was almost helpless. Joey then positioned himself and ran forward plowing Jacoby's entire front torso into a set of turnbuckles. Jacoby grunted and went a little limp. Joey turned and took aim at the opposite corner and drove Jacoby forward at full speed. Jacoby was mashed against the corner and went even more slack. Joey turned his captive ,centered him on the opposite corner again. Jacoby saw it too and knew he would not survive another vicious ram job like that. But there seemed little he could do to prevent it as Joey surged forward once again.

For a third time Jacoby was rammed full force into the turnbuckles with Joey's 160 pounds plowing into his back. Joey felt his prisoner go totally limp. He released him and spun him around as Jacoby was slowly sagging. Just because he didn't like Jacoby Joey whacked him across the chest with a backhand chop. Jacoby sank to his knees and leaned forward into Joey's body almost unconscious.

Joey then reached down and hooked Jacoby under both his sweaty and hairy armpits. His leg hurt a lot, as did his beaten ab muscles, but he fought through the pain and heaved Jacoby up and over into a back suplex. Jacoby was flat on his back and Joey maintained his hold turning it into a bridge. The referee dropped down and counted the three count. The bell rang as the announcer came on and said, "Here is your winner by pinfall...JOEY!"

The crowd went nuts as their favorite had just pulled off the win in a nip and tuck contest. Joey's friend Patrick was first into the ring to take over the referee's job of holding the winner's arm up. They hugged and exited the ring and the arena to a cheering crowd.

Jacoby slowly climbed out of the ring and got himself to the locker room. When he got there he was met by an angry faced Kevin who said, "I don't believe it! I don't feaking BELIEVE IT! You lost to Joey. Do you know how much I HATE him!" Jacoby was none too happy himself but at the moment he was in no condition to argue much. Kevin stomped away pouting mad.

Lightweight champion Wesley watched the hard fought match. He was thrilled that his buddy Joey had won but he was also happy to see the number one contender to his title get a hard ass kicking. He knew he had defend his title soon and he thought now would be a good time to set up the match. He approached the still brooding Posse leader and said, "OK Kev if Jacoby wants a title shot he gets it tomorrow." Kevin was incredulous and said, "You little prick! You know damn well that Jacoby won't be any condition to fight tomorrow! What are you trying to pull?"

Secretly Kevin admired Wesley's tactics the muscle bound "nerdboy" knew how the game was played after all.

Wesley said, "I promised you one of your guys could have a shot at my title and I'm giving it to you. If you decline I guess I'll just have to find someone else. If Jacoby isn't up to it I guess that leaves Philip or yourself."

Out of Wesley's view Luke said, "Hey Kev." Kevin looked and his newest Posse member gave him the thumbs up signal grinning broadly. Luke pulled his new recruit into sight and Kevin smiled an evil a grin as he ever had. He turned back to Wesley and said, "Well Wes old boy, I think you're forgetting about my other lightweight." Wesley's jaw dropped as the devious little Kevin pulled Willy into view wrapping an arm around his shoulders. Wesley let out a laugh of disbelief and said, "Willy..what gives? Is this some kind of joke?" Willy stared coldly at Wesley and said, "Its no joke Wes. I beat you once before and I can do it again. I'm the best Lightweight in the division and we both know it. I deserve the title." Wesley was almost stammering not so much in fear but in extreme disappointment that his best friend would take up ranks with Kevin's band of goons, "Willy, I..I , I thought we were friends." Willy broke free from Kevin and went nose to nose with Wesley and said, "So did I Wes. But who was there for me when I got crushed in the Battle Royal?" He answered his own question, "Luke, it was Luke who was there not you. And Luke's already on the fast track to a Middleweight title shot. Becoming Posse is already paying off for him so why shouldn't I cash in too?" Luke came beside Willy and wrapped an arm over his shoulders. Kevin took position on Willy's other side and put an arm around his waist. Willy said, "Luke and Kevin here are real friends who won't desert me when I need them most. Not like you Wesley" Luke and Kevin nodded in agreement.

Wesley at last saw that this was actually happening and said, "OK Willy, if that's how you want it..OK. You can have the title shot. I made a promise and won't break it even if it is to Kevin. Tomorrow night we'll get it on. We'll see who deserves it most." He turned and walked away devastated at his friend's change in attitude.

Kevin called the rest of his little family and asked them to welcome their newest member.