Middleweights: Ben Vs Luke: Part 1 punk_wrestler2000

**Another filler match between title matches**

With all the hype for the championship matches, the other TW wrestlers felt somewhat neglected. Ben and Luke were set to have their middleweight bout tonight, and there had not been so much as a word uttered about it.

Ben was in the locker room as the other matches had ended. He could not believe how rough some of them had gotten. Ben was an 18 year old middleweight who thought he was a tough guy. He had a cocky attitude, that he used more as false bravado and as a means of intimidating his opponents.

His opponent for tonight's match was Luke. Luke was a ruggedly handsome young man, who had a way with the ladies. Luke was 17 years of age and was also considered a tough guy.

Luke let his actions speak in the ring. He did not have to intimidate his opponents.

When this match was announced a week prior, Ben had tried to intimidate Luke. Luke had dropped the tough guy right in the locker room. When Ben tried to retaliate Jeff and Rusty had broke the two teens apart.

Luke was slightly nervous as he waited for the announcer to introduce him. This was his debut match in TW. He wanted to make a good showing, but he knew he was going up against a tough opponent. He had the height and weight advantage on Ben, but Ben had the muscularity. Luke physique was good, but it was not hard like Ben's.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, our next bout of the evening is a middleweight bout. Both young men are making their debut here in TW. First making his way towards the ring at 17 years of age and standing 5'11 and weighing 183 pounds is Luke."

As Luke vaulted into the ring the young ladies whistled and cheered the good-looking blond haired athlete.

Luke strode around the ring and posed for the ladies.

"His opponent for tonight's match is 18 years old, stands 5'9" tall and weighed in at 175 pounds. Now entering the ring is Ben."

Ben entered the ring sporting a cocky expression. All in the audience could see this was one well-developed young man. Ben's upper body was roped with hard muscle. His abs rippled and his biceps bulged without him even flexing them.

The referee called both young men to the center of the ring. Ben locked his eyes with Luke. "Gonna whip you boy, gonna whip you badly." Ben said with a cocky demeanor.

Luke just nodded, "Bring it on, tough guy."

Luke knew if he were to stand a chance he had to protect his soft midriff from his muscular opponents fists.

The bell sounded and the match began. Both teens circled, thinking wearily about locking up. Finally they powered together in a collar and elbow tie up. Luke forced Ben back to the corner. The ref called for the break.

Luke was apprehensive, but Ben broke cleanly.

Again they circled. Ben suddenly jumped into the air and struck Luke with a standing drop kick. Luke was caught totally unprepared and back pedaled to the ropes.

Ben waited for Luke to step back to the center of the ring. Luke shook off the drop kick and moved back towards his opponent.

Ben raised his hands for a test of strength. His and Luke's fingers entwined and the two muscular guys powered into each other.

Luke strained as he tried to hold Ben even. Ben's biceps bulged as he started to muscle Luke to his knees. Luke was struggling but no avail, he felt the tougher teen taking control.
Luke dropped to his knees and Ben powered a big knee to his soft stomach. Luke whooshed out his air as the knee tore into his weak spot.

Ben smiled as he launched a second knee into Luke's stomach.

Luke was gasping for breath as Ben hammered his abs.

Ben released the winded teen's hands. He yanked Luke from the mat and flung him into the ropes. As Luke recoiled Ben slammed a double fisted punch into the teen's soft stomach.

Luke dropped to his knees clutching his gut.

Ben grinned sadistically. He knew exactly how to make Luke suffer.

Ben pulled Luke from the mat by the nape of his neck. He slammed the teen into the corner. Luke moved to the opposite corner and got a running start. He crouched low aiming his shoulder for the teen's stomach.

Luke was winded and his gut hurt, but he had the presence of mind to slip out of the way. Ben's shoulder hit the ring post. As Ben fell to the mat, Luke dropped a big foot to Ben's shoulder.

Ben yelled out as his hurt shoulder was stomped on.

Luke did not wait. He had to keep the advantage.

He lifted Ben from the mat and powered him down on the same shoulder. He knew once you had an opponent injured you concentrated every thing you had on the injured body part.

Ben lie on the mat breathing hard and trying to protect his injured shoulder. Luke lifted Ben to his feet and threw a hard closed fist to the injured shoulder area. Ben roared in pain as he felt Luke's powerful fist pummel his shoulder.

Luke knew for the moment he was in command. Luke went to whip Ben to the corner, but Ben reversed it and sent him face first into the turnbuckle. Luke hit hard and bounced off and to the ring flat on his back.

Ben took a second to massage his shoulder. He could see Luke was momentarily stunned. He reached down and pulled Luke up by his hair. He slammed him into the corner, driving a hard knee to his weak stomach muscles. Luke grunted and started to double over. He took a second knee to the face.

Ben hauled the winded teen back to his feet. He flung him across the ring into the turnbuckle. Luke's back hit the ring post hard. He slumped to his knees.

Ben walked slowly across the ring. His fists were ready to work over Luke's soft ab muscles.

Luke braced himself for the onslaught. He watched as Ben approached. Luke supported himself on the ropes, than stood to his feet. He watched and waited. When Ben got close and started to power his fist back. Luke sprang, launching both feet deep into the teen's stomach.

Ben doubled over clasping his midsection as Luke's powerful legs connected. Luke followed with a well placed foot to Ben's head. Ben dropped to the mat from the unexpected attack.

Luke stepped behind Ben and locked his powerful adversary in a full nelson. He pulled Ben from the mat powering hard into the hold. He forced Ben's head to his chest, than forced Ben to his knees.

Luke forced Ben faced down on the mat and ground his face into the canvas as he tortured his biceps in his potent hold. Ben's shoulder was screaming in agony as Luke muscled on his full nelson.

Ben tried to power up to his knees. Luke locked his midsection in a rear scissors hold and squeezed with all his might. He knew he had to keep control or he would get squashed.

Luke released the full nelson and powered back on Ben's left arm. He wrenched the arm tightly, applying even more pressure to Ben's injured shoulder.

  Ben yelled out in pain, but would not submit.

Luke released the body scissors. He lifted Ben from the mat and dropped him shoulder first into his out stretched knee.

Ben fell limply to the mat, clutching his left shoulder.

Luke knew he had Ben in a world of trouble. He gripped his left arm and cinched in an armbar. Luke planted one foot against Ben's head, the other in his armpit. He tugged on the left arm, and twisted.

Ben could feel the pain radiating into his shoulder.

The referee was kneeling beside Ben asking him if he wanted to submit. Ben shook his head no. He was not longer acting cocky.

Luke released the armbar. He stood and dropped a knee to Ben's shoulder. Ben yowled in pain and rolled outside the ring. He needed some time to recuperate.

Ben lie on the matted floor breathing hard and favoring his left shoulder. He was mad at himself for botching the move that caused his injury. But he would not quit. Luke would have to hurt him far worse than this.

As the ref reached eight on his count Ben started back into the ring. He was met with a hard shoulder block to the gut. Ben flailed back to the matted floor landing on his injured shoulder.

Luke climbed to the ring apron and dropped with both knees to Ben's midsection.

Ben arched up, than fell back to the floor. He was gasping for breath.

Luke lifted the winded and hurting teen to his feet. He shoved the muscleboy back through the ropes.

Luke drug Ben to the center of the ring. He laid him out straight. Luke bounced off the ropes dropping a big elbow to Ben's lower gut.

Luke stood, stomped Ben's abs, then made his way to the corner. Luke climbed to the top rope. He looked down on his beaten opponent. Luke leapt into the air, planning on knee dropping Ben's rippled abs.

Ben rolled to his left. Luke hit nothing but mat.

  Luke felt the pain soar through his leg as his knee impacted hard with the mat. Ben noticed Luke favor his right knee as he tried to stand. Ben rolled across the ring towards Luke. His foot impacted with the back of Luke's right knee.

Luke pitched to the mat grasping his knee.

Ben was on his feet. He gripped Luke's legs in his hand. He dropped down on Luke's knee with a knee drop. Luke was now the one yelling out in agony.

Ben gripped Luke's right leg and twisted hard. Luke was sweating as he tried to grip the bottom rope and force the break.

Ben dropped the teen's leg and drug him from the mat. He powered Luke to the corner. Ben was ready to return some of the punishment he had taken. He slammed a hard right hand to Luke's gut.

Luke gasped for air as the hand tore into his weak stomach muscles. Ben smiled and hammered two more big fists to Luke's soft stomach.

As Luke started to double over, Ben grabbed him around the waist. He turned the teen around and lifted him form the mat. Ben powered him down over his knee in an atomic drop. As he let Luke go, his right leg buckled.

Luke was clutching his injured knee.

Ben delivered a hard kick to Luke's stomach. He rolled the teen to his back. He stomped the teen's abs once for good measure. Ben then moved down to Luke's legs. He quickly cinched in a figure four leg lock.

Luke felt the pressure on his injured knee. He knew he could not withstand this hold for long. He made a desperate lung for the ropes, but came up short.

Ben applied the pressure to his legs.

Luke fell back to the mat and quickly screamed out a submission.

Ben immediately broke the hold. He did not want to injure Luke or break his leg.

As Ben's hand was raised in victory, the cocky expression returned to his face. Ben strutted from the ring heading back to the locker room.

Half way there he turned to see Luke struggling to get out of the ring. Ben shrugged and thought what the hell.

He walked back to the ring and assisted his opponent back to the locker room.

The audience gave both a big round of applause as Ben helped Luke from the arena.

When they entered the locker room Luke looked at the teen who had just beat him, "Thank you." He said quietly.

Ben nodded, "It's the least I could do." Ben than shook Luke's hand. "Good match. You're tougher than you look."

Luke took the extended hand. "Thanks. I would like a rematch."

Ben smiled his cocky smile, "Any time." Ben then turned and headed for the shower.

Luke watched him go. He knew he had to hit the weights and prepare for the rematch. He had to toughen up his abs. Maybe it was time to get some help with his training regiment.