punk_wrestler2000 Muscleboy Face Off: Taylor Vs Kyle: Part 1

Taylor had no trouble getting his match with Kyle. Kyle was if possible even more cocky after his multiple submission match win over the tough Jacoby.

Kyle had no doubt he could take the Beast just as easily. Every wrestler would go down to certain holds and moves. Kyle had a good idea how to take the beast down for the count.

Jacoby tried to stave off the match. He knew Taylor was tough, but he also thought Taylor would fall victim to Kyle.

The week prior to the match saw Taylor working out long and hard each night. He knew he had to be in tip top condition to take Kyle on. Taylor knew this would be as tough a match as he had had in TW to date.

Kevin, Luke and Stefan offered to take some of the fight out of Taylor, but Kyle refused. He wanted to beat the Beast on the level. Kyle even went as far as to ask Kevin not to have any Posse Boys ring side.

Kevin reluctantly agreed. He had a good feeling about this match. Once Kyle took Taylor down, Kevin would set his sights on a few others that had walked out on him.

Taylor on the other hand had high hopes of taking Kyle down for the count. He was warming up in the locker room when Joey and Patrick walked in.

Taylor nodded a greeting to both teens.

Joey walked up to Taylor and wished the ripped muscle boy luck. "I know you are tough, but beware. Kyle knows the ropes and knows how to wear an opponent down." Joey said.

Taylor nodded and flexed his big biceps. "Thanks, but I think I can handle the tough guy."

Joey shook his head. He had met Kyle more then once and lost each time. Joey knew first hand how tough and brutal Kyle could be in and out of the ring.

Taylor had not made the same mistake Jacoby had. He had insisted on being introduced first. He was not going to be Pearl Harbored.

Jacoby entered the locker room. "Hey man, kick his ass. No mercy." Jacoby said as he and Taylor exchanged high fives.

Jacoby's abs still bore bruises from his recent match with Kyle.

Taylor nodded. "He will think what he did do you was child's play when I get done with him. I plan on mashing his abs and making him beg for mercy."

Jacoby noticed the sadistic grin on Taylor's face and the fire in his eyes.

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN, OUR NEXT MATCH IS A MW MATCH. FIRST MAKING HIS WAY TO THE RING WEIGHING 164 POUNDS AND STANDING 5'8" TALL IS THE BOY WE AFFECTIONATELY CALL THE BEAST. HE IS Taylor."

Taylor strutted to the ring clad in blue Speedos. His physique looked awesome for a 16 year old wrestler. Taylor sported ripped six pack abdominals and big bulging biceps. It was clear to everyone why this teen was nicknamed the Beast.

"AND NOW INTRODUCING HIS OPPONENT. HE STANDS 5'9" TALL AND WEIGHS 155 POUNDS. HE IS COMING OFF A STELLAR WIN LAST WEEK. HE IS Kyle."

Kyle ran to the ring and vaulted over the top rope. He was clad in white Speedos that set off his highly toned physique. Kyle's biceps were not as big as Taylor's, but his abs were just as ripped.

The two teens moved center ring as the ref checked them over.

"THIS MATCH IS A ONE FALL MATCH. IT HAS A THIRTY MINUTE TIME LIMIT."

The announcer stepped from the ring as the two teens moved back to their corners.

The ref called for the bell and the two muscleboys charged to the center of the ring and locked up collar and elbow. Both guys strained and jockeyed for position.

Taylor released the hold and slapped a side headlock on Kyle. Kyle grunted as Taylor cranked on the pressure. Kyle planted his feet and tried to throw the muscleboy off and into the ropes. Taylor held on tight to Kyle's head.

Kyle then fired two hard elbows to Taylor's ripped abs. The blows had no affect.

Taylor muscled Kyle down to the mat as he cranked on his head. Taylor leaned into the headlock.

Kyle's face was turning red and his ears were ringing as Taylor's bulging biceps crushed his head.

Kyle suddenly swung his legs up and locked Taylor in a head scissors. Kyle squeezed hard and Taylor released his headlock. As he did Kyle used his powerful legs and flipped Taylor to the mat. Kyle kept the headlock locked on and rolled the Beast around the ring.

Kyle had a game plan. He released the head scissors and stood to his feet. Taylor was close to the ropes so Kyle gripped them and used them for leverage. He drove three double knee drops to Taylor's six pack abs.

Taylor grunted and rolled under the bottom rope.

As Taylor stood, Kyle gripped the top rope and flung himself at Taylor. He hit Taylor with a cross body block and knocked him to the floor. As Kyle stood to his feet he drove a closed fist to Taylor's groin.

Taylor whished out his air as his balls were busted. Kyle stood and stomped down with both feet into Taylor's gut.

Kyle then slipped back into the ring so he would not be counted out.

Taylor was hugging his gut and trying to shake off the attack to his balls.

Taylor got to all fours. Kyle stepped on the ring apron, laced his hands together and leapt off. His sledge hammer blow struck Taylor's lower back and drove him down to the floor.

Kyle stood and gripped The Beast by his Speedos and the nape of his neck. He gutbusted Taylor over his knees.

Kyle did not let Taylor drop, but lifted him and rolled him back into the ring.

Taylor was breathing hard as he tried to regroup. Kyle had other ideas. He climbed to the top rope and measured his man. He leapt off. He hit Taylor in the pit of the stomach with a vicious knee drop. Taylor arched up and Kyle slammed a forearm across his head. Taylor's head hit the mat hard.

The audience sat in stunned silence as Kyle squashed Taylor. They could not believe The Beast was being taken out this easily.

Kyle stood and drug The Beast to his feet. He flung him to the ropes. As Taylor shot back Kyle locked on a sleeper hold.

Taylor struggled as he felt Kyle's arms lock around his head. He knew he was in deep shit.

Taylor clawed at the arms that were taking him out, but to no avail. He felt himself starting to succumb to the sleeper hold.

In desperation Taylor slammed his elbow back into Kyle's ripped abs. Kyle grunted but the sleeper did not loosen.

Taylor sent three more hard elbows back into Kyle's ripped wall of muscle. On the third blow Taylor felt the hold slacken slightly.

Taylor used his powerful legs to push Kyle back to the corner. The ref was there and called for the break. As Kyle released the hold Taylor drove both his elbows back into Kyle's ripped abs.

Kyle grunted loudly and sagged slightly in the corner. Taylor stumbled across the ring. He needed some breathing room.

Kyle charged Taylor. Taylor turned just as Kyle attacked. As Kyle leapt in the air Taylor caught him in his powerful arms. Taylor then showed off his awesome power by pressing Kyle over his head three times. On the third press Taylor held Kyle aloof.

Taylor then dropped Kyle from over his head down across his knees gut first.

Even Kyle's ripped abs could not withstand a blow like that. The tough teen clutched his gut and moaned.

Taylor knew he had to make his move. He reached down and drug Kyle to his feet. He shot the teen to the ropes and as Kyle ricocheted back Taylor dropped to his knees and sent a double thrust to Kyle's gut. Kyle stopped in his tracks and fell to his knees. Taylor delivered a second double thrust.

Kyle's hands clutched his stomach as he fell face first to the mat.

Taylor stood and bounced off the ropes. He drove a vicious knee to the small of Kyle's back.

Taylor then lifted Kyle with a front face lock. He held Kyle locked in the hold and started to drill knee lifts into his ripped abs. The blows lifted Kyle's feet from the mat.

Kyle was starting to gasp for air as Taylor started to break down his indestructible abdominal muscles.

Taylor released the front face lock and whipped Kyle to the ropes. This time as Kyle shot back Taylor leapt in the air and nailed him in the chest with a drop kick.

Kyle fell back to the corner and gripped the ropes to keep from falling.

Taylor waded in. Kyle watched and bided his time. He gripped the ropes with his hands and waited.

As Taylor got closer Kyle kicked out with both feet. Kyle's right foot struck the incoming muscleboy dead in the balls.

Taylor dropped to his knees as the ref cautioned Kyle about the low blow. Kyle just smirked and moved in on the downed Taylor.

Kyle leapt in the air and connected with a spinning back kick to the side of Taylor's head. Taylor pitched sideways to the mat.

Kyle took full advantage. He started driving solid kicks into Taylor's ripped abs. Each hard shot moved Taylor across the ring a few inches. Kyle finally drilled The Beast and knocked him under the bottom rope and to the arena floor.

Taylor was breathing hard and hugging his stomach as he lie on the floor. Kyle measured his opponent and leapt off the ring apron. He drove both knees to Taylor's back.

Kyle then showed off his strength. He lifted Taylor by the Speedos and the nape of the neck. He carried the ripped muscleboy to the steel barrier and dropped him over said barrier gut first.

Taylor whished out his air as the steel barrier impacted with his abs. He fell to the floor coughing.

Kyle gripped his legs and drug him back toward the ring.

Taylor was clutching his stomach as Kyle bent down and lifted him to his feet. Kyle rolled Taylor back into the ring.

Kyle slithered under the bottom ropes. He stood to his feet and dropped a knee to the top of Taylor's head. Kyle then drug the dazed Beast to his feet. He whipped Taylor to the ropes. Kyle then used a move Rusty had shown him. He pivoted and nailed Taylor with a karate kick on the jaw.

Taylor dropped like a ton of bricks.

Kyle went for his new finisher. He bent down and lifted the mighty muscleboy into a fireman's carry. Kyle had to strain but he managed to get Taylor up. Kyle then backed to the ring post and started to scale the ropes.

Kyle was perched on the top rope. He leapt off and as he did sent Taylor over his knees and into an off the top rope gutbuster.

Taylor whished out what air he had left and fell prone to the mat.

Kyle walked down to Taylor's feet. He knew he could take the pin fall, but he wanted to hear this muscleboy submit.

Taylor was gasping for breath. He could not believe how much the off the top rope gutbuster hurt. His abs burned. His head hurt. His temper flared.

Taylor felt Kyle gripping his legs. He knew what was coming. Taylor struggled. Kyle turned and drove a hard stomp to his lower gut. Taylor grunted loudly and fell back to the mat.

Kyle smirked at the winded and beaten muscleboy. He then locked on a figure four leg lock. Kyle fell to his back and cranked on the pressure.

Taylor yelled out as his tendons were twisted and strained in various directions. He tried to roll over and reverse the hold but he did not have the strength.

Taylor arched his back and tried to scoot across the ring. He had to make it to the ropes and force the break.

Inch by painful inch Taylor made his way toward the ropes. Finally after what seemed an eternity he reached out and gripped the bottom rope. The ref saw it and ordered Kyle to release the hold.

Kyle gave one final yank on Taylor's legs and broke the hold. Besides the damage had already been done.

Kyle sprang to his feet quickly. He landed three hard stomps into Taylor's belly. Taylor coughed and rolled from the ring. He badly needed a break from this rugged teen.

From the back of the arena Kevin was impressed. Kyle was manhandling Taylor.

The ref started to count Taylor out. Kyle did not want that and he kept making the ref break his count. Kyle forgot one key thing: do not give an opponent a chance to recover.

Taylor took all the time he could to catch his breath.

Slowly Taylor got to his feet and pulled himself to the ring apron. Kyle charged over and nailed the muscleboy with a foot to the gut. As Taylor doubled Kyle gripped his head and dropped him throat first over the top rope. Taylor fell to his knees but remained on the ring apron. Kyle gripped his head, then his trunks and lifted Taylor into a vertical suplex.

Kyle then dropped the teen to the mat. Taylor was winded by the move.

A lot of the other MW were taking notice of this match. They were seeing a rougher tougher side of Kyle.

Kyle was doing what many of them had only dreamed of doing. He was squashing The Beast.

Kyle stood to his feet. He reached down to drag Taylor to his feet. Taylor was sweating and gasping for breath.

The ref had his eye on Kyle. As Kyle started to drag Taylor to his feet, Taylor slammed a closed fist to Kyle's white Speedos. The tough teen staggered backward and to the corner.

Taylor slowly got to his feet. He charged Kyle. Taylor connected with a big shoulder block to Kyle's gut. Kyle slumped over Taylor's shoulder. Taylor stood up and back body dropped Kyle.

Kyle hit the canvas hard. Taylor dropped an elbow to his chest.

Kyle grunted loudly.

Taylor was going on pure adrenaline.

He reached down and lifted Kyle to his feet by his head. Taylor kept Kyle's head locked. He then turned around and delivered a text book neck breaker.

Kyle fell to the mat clutching his head.

Taylor was breathing hard, but for now he had gained the advantage.

Taylor reached down and rolled Kyle to his stomach. Taylor then pulled him to his knees and locked his head between his legs. He lifted Kyle from around the waist and pile drove him to the mat.

Kyle fell limply to the mat. Taylor wasted no time. He rolled Kyle to his back and hooked his legs. The ref dropped down and counted.

One.

Two.

Kyle kicked out.

Taylor was incredulous and pissed.

Taylor released his legs and laced his fists together. He slammed three double fisted blows to Kyle's gut.

Kyle whished out his air. Taylor hooked his legs and again rolled him into a pin.

Again Kyle kicked out at two.

Taylor pounded the mat. He stood and double stomped Kyle's gut. Kyle thought he would lose his dinner as the 164 pounds crushed his abs.

Taylor then lifted Kyle to his feet. From there Taylor lifted the teen into a torture rack submission.

Kyle yelled out in pain as Taylor racked him.

Kyle tried to hold on. He could not believe the pain of this hold.

Taylor started to bounce up and down on his feet. Kyle felt like his back would break. He screamed out his submission.

"Stop, I give up, I fucking quit." Kyle screamed out. Taylor gave one final bounce on his feet and then dropped Kyle to the mat.

Taylor fell to his knees. He was spent.

Taylor knew he had been in a tough match. Kyle had given him more of a fight then the bigger guys in TW.

"Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner with a torture rack submission: Taylor."

The ref raised Taylor's hand in victory.

Kyle lay on the mat cursing. He could not believe Taylor had taken his finishing move and come back to beat him.

But Kyle knew he had fucked up. He should have gone for the pin after the off the top rope gutbuster. He would NOT make that mistake again.

Taylor limped back to the locker room. He was one hurting muscleboy.

Kevin, Luke and Stefan moved to the ring to assist Kyle.

They carried Kyle back to the locker room. Kyle was already thinking about a rematch with The Beast.

In the Posse locker room, Kyle was lying on a bench. He was pissed at himself for blowing the match. He knew he had had the Beast beaten.

Kevin was angry but kept his mouth shut. He had plans for Kyle.