southpark23294: MW match..Bruce vs. Joey

It had been a week since Bruce had his first match in TW, beating Robby fairly convincingly. Bruce didn't have a match for tonight but thought he would show up just in case. Plus he wanted to watch some of his competition to learn their weaknesses. As Bruce was walking by the Commissioner's office the Commissioner called Bruce in. "Perfect timing Bruce, I was just getting ready to see if you were here tonight," said the Commissioner. Bruce acknowledged the Commissioner but also noticed another person in the office. Bruce's eyes met the other teen's eyes and then they both sized each other up. The Commissioner broke the silence. "Bruce this is Joey and he has requested a match against you tonight, one fall twenty minute time limit." At this point Joey stood up from the chair he was in and got in the face of Bruce. Bruce had heard about the match Joey had against Jacoby. Even though it had occurred a few days before he arrived at TW the other wrestlers had still been talking about it. Joey and Bruce stared at each other, their eyes even as they were the same height. "I saw what you did to Robby last week. I don't think you can do the same to me. What do you say? Are you brave enough to sign your name?" said Joey not blinking once as his eyes stayed locked onto Bruce's eyes. Bruce grinned "It will be my pleasure to make you scream and submit tonight" as he finally broke the stare and leaned to the desk and signed the contract. Bruce stood upright again and started walking toward the door, then he paused and looked Joey over one more time and Bruce's grin got wider.

Later that same evening. "Ladies and Gentlemen! Up next we have a middleweight bout, one fall twenty-minute time limit. The first combatant for this contest standing 5'10 weighing 160lbs wearing the orange bikini….JOEY!!!!" Joey jogs down the aisle giving high fives as he makes his way to the ring. Joey flips over the top rope getting an even bigger pop from the audience being a fan favorite due to not only his good looks and built body but also because of the heart he puts into each of his matches. "And now his opponent. Also standing 5'10 and also weighing 160lbs wearing orange and brown shorts…BRUCE!!! Bruce strolled down the aisle checking out the audience. The audience was giving him a mixed reaction. He had won some over last week but others thought he was too cocky and besides Joey had proven himself as someone that belonged in TW. Bruce stopped before getting into the ring, pulled a pretty blonde teen girl from the audience into his arms and gave her a kiss leaving her swooning as he made his way to the ring. As last time, before the referee could check Bruce over for illegal objects Bruce stepped to the middle of the ring. He started suggestively swaying his hips as he untied his shorts and slowly pulled them down revealing a white pair of bikini trunks similar to Joey's. As he pulled the shorts off his second foot he threw the shorts into Joey's face, causing some of the crowd to cheer Bruce and others hate him even more. Joey just threw the shorts back at Bruce and pulled on the ropes to stretch as the ref checked Bruce for objects.

The Ref called for the bell and the two teens came to the center of the ring getting into each other's faces. This was the first time Bruce got to see Joey's body as he had been in shorts and T-shirt in the Commissioner's office. Bruce thought to himself "this might be a tougher match than I thought". Joey took a half a step back and brought up both arms signaling he wanted a test of strength. Bruce lifted his arms too and their hands clasped together. Simultaneously both applied pressure against the other. Their chests pressing together as their arms and legs strained to gain control of the other. After about a minute Joey got just enough leverage to cause Bruce's wrists to give and Bruce fell to his knees. Joey gave Bruce's hands a good crank causing Bruce to cry out in pain. The referee asked Bruce if he wanted to give. Through the expression of pain on his face Bruce was able to mouth the word "no". Realizing he probably wouldn't get Bruce to give this way Joey gave Bruce three kicks to his unprotected lower abs before releasing his hands. Bruce leaned over in pain not knowing if it was his hands or his abs that hurt more at this point. However before he had a chance to decide he felt a sharp pain to the back of his neck as Joey dropped an elbow to Bruce's neck. Joey pulled Bruce up by his head and slapped it under his right arm then grabbed Bruce's white bikini in his left hand lifting him up for a suplex. Joey held Bruce up for about 20 seconds allowing the blood to rush to Bruce's head before falling forward causing Bruce's face, chest and abs to hit the mat. Bruce lay there stunned between his face hitting the mat and the air being knocked out of him. Joey rolled Bruce over and covered him for the pin but only got a two count.

Bruce was still on his back trying to regain his composer knowing he was in big trouble unless something changed. Joey sat on Bruce's chest with his butt to Bruce's face. He then started throwing fist after fist into Bruce's abs and ribs. The pain from Joey's fists quickly cleared the cobwebs in Bruce's head but now his midsection was on fire. The referee started counting for Joey to break it up but before he could get to seven out of desperation Bruce grabbed two handfuls of Joey's hair and threw him off to the side. Bruce rolled to his side holding his midsection. Joey got back to his feet and pulled Bruce up by his head as Bruce still held on to his stomach. Joey set Bruce up for a DDT and landed it perfectly. Now Bruce's head was hurting worse than his stomach as he lay on his back holding his head. Joey smiled liking what he was seeing as he turned to the nearest turnbuckle, stepped between the ropes and climbed up the backside of the ropes. Joey stood at the top rope measuring Bruce's body smiled again and leapt toward the outstretched Bruce. Bruce meanwhile had seen Joey climbing the ropes and knew that if Joey landed on him the match was over. Bruce rolled out of the way at the last second and kept rolling until he rolled under the bottom rope to the outside of the ring. Meanwhile, Joey landed chest first onto the mat knocking all his air out of his lungs. Both men were hurting. Bruce was outside of the ring trying to shake off the earlier beating and Joey was in the ring trying to catch his breath. The referee started counting Bruce out of the ring. At the count of eight Bruce rolled in and back out but that was all that was needed to break the count. The referee started the count again. At the count of five Joey, having caught his breath, moved the referee aside and reached over the rope grabbing Bruce's hair. Bruce had been arguing with someone in the audience as he felt a hand pulling him up by the hair. Bruce turned around as he was being pulled up and just as Joey had Bruce standing upright on the outside of the ring Bruce swatted Joey's arm away, grabbed the back of Joey's head and leapt off the ring pulling Joey's throat across the top rope.

Joey fell on his back grabbing at his throat and gasping for air. Bruce quickly got into the ring and gave a few kicks to Joey's ribs as Joey still tried to get some air. Bruce then stepped back as Joey rolled over onto his knees but Bruce planted a foot right into Joey's abs causing Joey to roll on his back leaving his chest exposed which Bruce took advantage of by landing a knee in the middle of Joey's chest. Bruce was still sore from the earlier punishment Joey had given him but at this very moment he was in better shape then Joey as Joey again found himself gasping for air. Bruce was up to his feet first and pulled Joey up by his hair, Joey was still hurting and unable to defend himself as he felt Bruce's arms wrap around his torso. Bruce now had Joey in a bearhug, his arms wrapped tight around the lower back of Joey. Their sweaty bodies pressed against each other as the referee asked Joey if he wanted to give but Joey refused. Joey wasn't going to let a bearhug beat him as he tried to push his body out of Bruce's hold. Bruce held the bearhug on for a few minutes but because of his earlier beating at the hands of Joey he didn't have the strength required to make Joey give. Bruce turned toward one of the turnbuckles with Joey still in his arms, gave a short dash for the corner and moved his arms away in time for Joey's back to take the full impact. Joey slouched against the turnbuckle wondering how he had lost control of this match. Bruce grabbed Joey's arm and seemed as if he was going to throw Joey into the opposite corner but right before he let go of the arm Bruce lifted his other arm catching Joey in a closeline. Joey's body hit the ring hard and his upper body shook with pain. Bruce pulled Joey up and crotch slammed him with so much force Joey's body bounced a couple of inches off the ring.

Bruce then rolled Joey over on his chest and landed both knees on the lower back of Joey and stayed on him. Joey's head jerked back in pain and as it did Bruce gripped Joey's chin pulling it back. Then with his other arm Bruce wrapped up Joey's ankles and then leaned back forcing Joey's chest, abs and crotch to point toward the ceiling. With an unnatural bend in his back Joey screamed out in pain. "Go ahead and give up Joey. No one gets out of the 'California Surfboard' just ask Robby" said Bruce just loud enough for only the ref and Joey to hear. The ref asked Joey if he wanted to give but Joey was a proud wrestler and said no. Bruce continued to stretch Joey's back but hadn't realized, because he too was so tired, that he had put this hold on close to the ropes and not the middle of the ring as he likes to. Joey realized this a split second later and with one of his free arms he reached out grabbing the rope causing the break. Bruce held on to the count of nine before letting Joey roll off his knees. Bruce got up mad that he had made such a stupid mistake. Joey got to his knees trying to pull himself up but Bruce came up behind him and shoved his neck against the second rope and then at the referee's count of eight he pulled back on the rope causing Joey to be slingshot backwards. Joey slowly got up holding his throat, finding himself gasping for air one more time.

As he got to his feet he felt Bruce's hand grabbing the back of his sweat soaked bikini pulling him and then felt Bruce's other fist sink into his lower back. Joey screamed again and his hands fell from his throat and reached around to his back. Joey started to fall to his knees from the pain but Bruce held him up with his had still having a fist full of Joey's bikini. As Joey's arms fell from his throat Bruce saw the chance he needed. He released Joey's bikini but before Joey could fall Bruce wrapped his sweaty arms around Joey's head and neck putting on a tight sleeper hold. Joey pulled at Bruce's hands and arms but the hold was on tight and from the recent lack of air and the hard match Joey was going down fast. Bruce could feel Joey's strength slipping away at the same time he felt the heat of Joey's back against his chest. Joey fell to one knee then the other as Bruce stayed on him tight allowing his weight to rest on Joey. Bruce then leaned back allowing his back to lay on the mat with Joey's head and neck still in his arms. Joey had not choice but to allow his body to follow laying back on the chest of and abs of Bruce and his sweaty torso exposed to the lights from above. Bruce, keeping the sleeper hold on Joey, wrapped his legs around Joey's legs in a grapevine so there was no way Joey was getting out of this hold. Bruce whispered into Joey's ear. "Joey, can you still hear me?" "Mmgghh" was all that Joey could say. "Good, then let me say good night and pleasant dreams stud." Bruce replied. The ref lifted Joey's arm and let it drop. "One" said the referee. The crowd was mostly screaming for Joey to get up but he didn't hear them. "Two" as Joey's arm fell for a second time. Bruce saw the referee lift Joey's arm for the third time and started laughing and closed his eyes waiting to hear the ref say three and that bell to ring him into his second victory in the same number of matches.

The bell rang and the referee slapped Bruce's arm telling him to let Joey out of the hold. Bruce pushed Joey's limp body off of his, got up and wiped some sweat from his chest and flicked it onto the unconscious Joey. Bruce stood over Joey and started shaking his hips for all to see his body and waiting for the referee to raise his hand in victory. But after a few seconds he turned to the referee and said "Raise my hand you moron, I won". "No you didn't. The time ran out before I dropped Joey's arm for the third time."Said the ref. The announcer than said, "This match is a draw as the twenty minute time limit has expired." Most of the crowd cheered as the majority of them were still Joey fans but some booed as they had been convinced that Bruce was for real and thought he deserved the win. Bruce was furious. He sat on the chest of Joey and slapped his face a few times until Joey started to come around. Bruce slid off Joey's body and stood up at Joey's feet. He lifted Joey's feet, spread his legs exposing the orange bikini that covered Joey's crotch. Joey knew what was coming but could do nothing about it, as he was still to dazed to resist. Bruce gave a big smile, zeroed in on his orange target and dropped a knee into Joey's crotch. This caused Joey's natural reactions to take over as he curled up in a fetal position holding his hurting balls. Bruce dropped to his knees and got right into the face of Joey who was almost in tears. "Next time you won't be so lucky," Bruce said. He then got up stood above Joey one more time shaking his hips for all to see then left the ring to hit the showers. The referee leaned down to help Joey get to his feet. With the help of the ref Joey was able to stand up but just barely. With one hand on his still aching crotch he acknowledged the crowds standing ovation for him with his other hand, waiving to the crowd. As he slowly made his way to the back and disappeared from the view of the crowd, the crowd stayed on their feet applauding him and some for Bruce for the match they just gave.