The Silver Tongue (Kevin) vs. The Soul Seducer (Alexis) - DEBUT

"Not a chance punk!"

Kevin replies to Alexis' less than witty response as his feet leave the canvas and his legs outstretch.  The back of his falling big right thigh locked on it's target .... or so he thinks when the quick little prick moves clear.

"AH .. DAMN IT!"

BOOM!  Kevin's outstretched leg misses the intended target and he dry fires the drop to land hard on his muscled butt.  A sharp wave of impact goes up his spine and jars into his brain as he sits there stunned for a moment with a pained look on his face thinking WTF.

Alexis smirked at his older opponent’s predicament as Kevin fell straight on his muscled butt, he grinned at his predicament. Taking his time to capitalize on this. He quickly moved behind Kevin, grinning from ear-to-ear as he slowly raised his long slender yet powerful legs around his Kevin’s neck.

”My my you have quite the mouth, I’ll gladly solve that problem for you~”

Alexis taunted at the stunned boy, as he sat there, processing the pain from the failed leg drop.He then locked in the move, as he wrapped him up in Kevin’s own move, Just 4 Fun, his right leg over his left surrounding the blonde boy’s neck as he squeezed, forcing the muscle boy to lay down as he attempted to work him over by squeezing him with his thighs

Kevin leans back on one hand while the other rubs his lower back to ease the jolt that reverberated up his spine from the failed leg drop attempt.  Feeling confident Alexis is on the retreat for at least a few seconds when …..

“HUNGH … WTH?”

He feels smooth skin brush against his shoulders and then sees a flash of calf muscle come in from the left before he can block it.

“ARRGHHH … NO WAY YOU ARE PULLING THIS ON ME PUNK”

Kevin yells out his distain as his smaller opponent’s right knee locks over his left ankle and starts to tighten the snare.  His hands come up and start to pull against the lean but surprisingly tight legs that are now around his neck and beginning to sink into him.  Fans on their feet as they watch Alexis try to humiliate the bigger guy with a variation of his own finisher.

As the headscissors were locked in, Alexis took extra precautions to make sure it was harder to escape from the hold, holding onto the soles of his feet to gain this sort of leverage against him. It seemed as though both wrestlers were on even playing fields and after that missed leg drop, the androgynous wrestler wasn’t going to be taking any chances with the bigger wrestler. Although he couldn’t help but get some sort of clap back at the more toned wrestler. The audience tense as they found their hero wrapped in the opponent’s legs.

”Oh don’t worry…The real kicker’s coming right up.”

Alexis said with a little touch of coldness in his voice for being tossed around like a ragdoll for most of the match. He had little sympathy for Kevin but he had to admit, Kevin was a fighter. As Kevin tried to pull back the boy’s legs it was only met back with the same force as he fought to keep his legs wrapped around his neck and attempt to position himself so that he could properly apply the move and so Kevin could get a face full of crotch for his troubles…

”God you’re so loud…”

Kevin's bigger body twisting and turning as his arms fight against the smooth, lean legs of his opponent.  Finding out the hard way that they are way stronger than they look as Alexis works to keep the figure 4 locked in.

"ARGHH ... NO NO NOMMMPPHH"

With his fans on their feet yelling for him to do something, Kevin finds himself writhing around into an even worse position as the crafty punk boi starts using his twisting and pulling against him.  His head on it's way toward making a turn with his face now against the inner thigh of Alexis.  Trying to stop the movement as his opponent's legs stay tight and start to work him closer to fully sinking into his own finisher.

Kevin’s pleading only motivated Alexis to apply the finisher, finally applying his own variation of Just 4 Fun, the femboy forcing the bigger and stronger wrestler up to his knees, Alexis’s crotch right up in the poor boy’s face, unable to escape as he locked it in, using his hands to grab onto his feet that were wrapped around Kevin’s head. The crowd were on the tip of their seat, wondering if this newcomer was actually going to win this one.

”C’mon Kev! Give in! You know you want to!”

He sneered up at Kevin, as he shouted for him to give in. The boy’s slender yet firm legs wrapped tight around his neck, although Kevin’s arms were completely free from the submission move. The crowd going crazy from anticipation on whether Kevin was going to break the hold or be forced to tap.

"YOU SON OF A MMMPPPHHHH"

Kevin gets cut off mid-yell by Alexis' crotch pressing tight against his face.  The punk femboy finding his way to locking the bigger guy's muscled body into one of his own finishers .... and doing so correctly.

With his fingers pulling against the lean but surprisingly strong thighs surrounding the sides of his head, Kevin is in a bad spot and everyone in the arena knows it.

"Can't ... give ... in...."

Panting out and muffled by the legs and crotch encircling him as he starts to feel the mind numbing effects of his own hold.  A little at first but knowing very well what follows if he can't escape the draining "Just 4 Fun" hold.

Going for a desperation move, Kevin raises up on his knees, locks his hands together under Alexis' lower back and uses all his strength to lift his opponent's upper body off the mat.

"UNNGHHH"

With a big grunt of effort, he drives forward and down from his knees trying to make a big enough impact to jar the coiled legs of his opponent off of him.

The saying goes that what comes up must come down but in the case of Alexis that was quite the opposite as Kevin struggled to fight out of the submission hold. He loved to hear Kevin’s groan as he uselessly tried to fight against the move. It seemed as though he wasn’t quite adept at escaping to his own move. He used this to his advantage as tightened the gogoplata version of “Just 4 Fun” on the poor muscle head. Unfortunately for Alexis, it seemed at though once again, he was outdone by his own hubris. Certain that he would win, he failed to realize one hole in his inescapable plan.

”Aw what’s the matter Kevy, are these skinny legs a little too much for ya- W-woah! Hey!”


A last desperation move saw Alexis getting lifted from his feet by the stronger wrestler. The femboy’s eyes widening as he knew what was coming next. A large CRASH to the mat left the poor rookie out of it, releasing the hold he had on Kevin’s neck. He was surprised, stunned and even more frustrated that Kevin was able to fight out of it. He rolled out of Kevin’s grasp as he stamped his feet to ground

”Ungh…..”

Alexis groaned out in frustration and also in pain as he slowly got up as he clutched his back, glaring at Kevin as he regained his breath. Both wrestlers seemed to be on equal footing and neither one could afford to make a mistake that might cost them the match.

"NNNGHHH ...."

A hard landing for both guys as the desperation move drives them down to the mat.  Kevin's landing somewhat softened by his position and it has the desired effect with Alexis' troublesome legs uncoil from around his head.

Silently rolling to the left to make good on the opportunity, Kevin pulls off an escape from one of his own finishers.  His mind still feeling the numbing effects of the figure 4 scissor as he presses up to his hands and knees and then sits up.  Wobbly at first and trying to shake it off so he can reboot his brain and get back into this match.

"WAAHHH .... Dude, that sucked!"

Rubbing out his neck as he raises up on his knees and looks around to see how his opponent faired while catching his breath.  Kevin hearing a mix of cheers for both him and his opponent.  Himself having a mix of new found respect and distain for the punk femboy he is in the ring with.

Alexis groaned as he held his back in pain, slowly reaching for the ropes as he was practically crawling to them, trying to gain some form of semblance of where he was during this match. He looked at the muscular boy who sat up from the impromptu power-bomb he gave to the punkish femboy. The femboy finally grabbed onto the middle rope. Holding onto it as he knelt on the mat, his legs a little shaky from the hold.

”Ugh…”

But to his surprise, he found himself being cheered on. People egged him on to stand up. It was a little surprising to say the least. He slowly found the strength to move his feet, slowly making it to one foot. He was surprised and slightly impressed by Kevin’s resilience. That didn’t mean that he was completely fond of the blondie. He sighed as he managed to stand to his feet, holding the ropes for support.