Date: Sat, 31 Oct 2009 19:44:21 -0700 From: Seventh Droplet Subject: Richard vs Jamal and Ty Little Boy Wrestling League, Match 2 -- "Richard vs. Jamal and Ty" By Seventh Droplet -- seventhdroplet@mail2hercules.com --------------------------------------------------------------- "Little Boy Wrestling League" is completely fictional and absolutely none of the characters are based on any real people. Do not continue reading if you are not of proper age. Nothing like this has happened in real life nor is encouraged to happen. Though it is fun to dream, so that's why this series exists. Themes: bb/b, b/b, M/b, wrestling, incest, interracial, consensual, foreplay, oral, anal --------------------------------------------------------------- A strikingly sexy muscular referee stepped over the ring's ropes. The letters LBWL were ironed on the back of his uniform. While standing in the middle of the boy-sized wrestling ring, he announced into his mic, "Welcome, boys and men, to the Little Boy Wrestling League!" The masculine audience erupted in cheer. Boys, young and older, and men from all over gathered to the arena every chance they got to see the little wrestlers engage one another. "Today's match is a triple theme two-on-one bout! Interracial, twins, and younger versus older! Richard "Tough Stuff" McHenry will face off against Jamal and Ty "the Twin Titans" Smith!" The referee pointed to the corner where a young boy with short, curly blond hair stood waiting. The boy's white, mildly tanned skin contrasted beautifully with his blue eyes. "In this corner, weighing in at 75 lbs., the ten year old sporting the yellow thong: Richard "Tough Stuff" McHenry!" The crowd cheered loudly for Richard. He smiled bashfully and waved to his fans. Several boys from his school sat in the front row to his side. They yelled and whistled to get his attention; Richard noticed and pumped his fist in their direction. "You can do it, m'boy," Rick, Richard's dad, encouraged him from outside his corner. "Double prize money and a higher ranking for you if you win, son! And Daddy will give you a special treat later, too." Rick ran his finger inside the yellow strap that clung tightly to his boy's butt. Richard felt a stir in his pouch as his father promised him some good father-son bonding time. He wanted to win even more now! The ref gestured toward the opposite corner where two younger identical black boys stood hip-to-hip. Their dark brown skin shined against the bright lights of the arena. One of the boys flashed a pearly white smile to Richard. "And in this corner, weighing in at 63 lbs. apiece, the eight year olds wearing the pink thong: Jamal and Ty "the Twin Titans" Smith!" The all-male crowd went wild over the twin black boys. Jamal and Ty wrestled separately most of the time, but when they were together it was always a sight to see! Jamal and Ty danced around in their corner of the ring before giving each other a tight, loving hug. Jamal ran his hand over his brother's buzzed hair and flashed him a grin and a wink before turning his focus back to Richard. Their 18-year-old cousin, Michael, ran his hands up and down the boys' smooth legs. "Get that pretty boy," he urged. "You know what to do, little cousins!" "Ready, boys?" the ref asked with a glance to both sides. "Wrestle!" he called and the bell was rung! Jamal and Ty began to dance around Richard in an attempt to confuse him. Richard was careful and wasn't easily fazed by their skillful maneuvers. The two boys tried to grab him, but Richard was ready. He grabbed Ty's ankle and dropped him to the mat before picking up Jamal and squeezing the boy close to his body. Yellow fabric rubbed firmly with pink fabric as the two boys' bodies were ground together. Richard carried Jamal to his corner of the ring and laid him against the padded turnbuckle. Rick grinned at his son and told him he was a good boy. Rick began to rub Jamal's shoulders, distracting the boy with his many years of massage training. Ty crawled over to his taller opponent and grabbed hold of his leg. Richard wiggled his leg to shake the boy off. He finally succeeded and pushed Ty onto his back. Richard straddled his hips and began to land a flurry of feigned punches to the downed eight-year-old. Ty grunted with every 'punch'. Richard rubbed Ty's chest and pinched the tiny nipples. The younger boy squirmed and struggled as Richard held the pinch. As the blond ten-year-old's attention was focused on Ty, he didn't notice Jamal had gotten away from the corner. Jamal quickly applied a claw hold to Richard's undefined pectorals. "Unh!" he cried out boyishly and released the nipple lock on Ty. Jamal scraped his fingers across Richard's chest and stepped back. Ty took advantage of the opportunity and knocked Richard onto his back. The boy fell with a thud to the mat and Ty quickly sat on his chest and shoulders, preventing him from getting up. "Ooh, let's see what this boy is packin'," Jamal said with glee and slipped the tiny yellow thong off his opponent's body. "Hard already!" he said with a laugh. The ref quickly spoke, "First nudity prize awarded to Jamal and Ty! $500!" "Yeah!!" Michael yelled in elation as his cousin scored the prize. Richard blushed as his four inch cocklet stood erect. Jamal moved his head down and took a long, slow lick from the boy's balls to the cock head. Richard stamped his feet as he moaned out in pleasure. Jamal sat up and removed his thong, tossed it to his cousin, and spread Richard's legs wide. He proceeded to imitate fucking the older boy, grinding his hips and laughing arrogantly as he posed to the screaming crowd. Jamal's four inch boyhood rubbed up against Richard's. Ty unhooked his thong and threw it aside as he turned around and rubbed his balls to the blond boy's mouth. Richard tried to fight off his urges, but found himself surrendering to them instead. He opened his mouth and took the black balls inside; his tongue licked and tasted his opponent. Satisfied that their overpowering was effective, the boys stood. As they waited for their foe to rise, they flexed their undeveloped muscles. "Finish him off, boys -- you're almost there!" Michael urged his cousins. Rick ground his teeth as he watched his boy show an obvious weakness for sex in the ring. He knew he needed to have a firm father-son discussion after this was over. "C'mon, son! It's not over yet! Get up!" Richard finally warily stood. A visibly weakened Richard was putty in the twins' hands. Jamal and Ty pressed their bodies against Richard and squeezed him in their signature cookie press. "Give it up, white boy," Jamal whispered in Richard's ear. He groped Richard's little cock in his hand. "N... n... ooohhhhh..." Richard moaned loudly and shivered as his body was pressed. "You know you want some of this," Ty teased, rubbing his cock in between Richard's cheeks. Richard blushed furiously, licked his lips, and gasped out loud. That hard cock did feel good right about now... Jamal and Ty dealt their prey sweet words of surrender as the older boy squirmed between their grasp. His erection quivering in the three-way heat. Jamal gave Richard a kiss on his lips and whispered, "Yeah... you love it." "Come on... give up." Another kiss. "We'll give you just what you need." "Give up." Richard whimpered and could take the teasing no longer. He yelled out, "I surrender!" The bell was rung, signaling the end of the match. The referee yelled into his microphone, "Jamal and Ty win by surrender! Richard loses!" "Heh, yeah!" Michael yelled and whistled to his cousins. The audience cheered boisterously at the twins' victory. "Fuck," Rick said as his son lost, but his hand still found its way into his pants to masturbate while he watched. "Suck my dick!" Jamal demanded as he pushed Richard to his hands and knees. The blond boy opened his mouth and took the younger boy's black cock between his lips. He bobbed his head up and down, tasting his defeat. Richard's own cocklet throbbed and bounced under him as he serviced Jamal. Ty got down on the mat and spread Richard's hairless butt cheeks apart; his tongue got to work instantly, licking and lapping at the pink entrance. Richard squealed out at the stimulation. Ty's tongue flicked and fluttered against the puckering hole. Ty laughed at the quivering Richard's hole gave off. "Hey, bro! This boy's butt looks like it's ready to be fed." "Lemme have at it," Jamal said. "You can have his mouth." Jamal popped his cock out of Richard's mouth, leaving him hungry for more. The twins quickly switched places. Ty rubbed his cock against Richard's face, teasing the boy as Jamal slapped those white cheeks and spread them far apart. He giggled at the hole's puckering and put his little black cock to the ring. He pushed inside with a grunt and a moan; Richard's butt submissively sucked Jamal's cock inside. All three boys moaned and enjoyed each other's bodies. Jamal began a steady hump, pummeling the loser with a winner's cock. He squeezed Richard's hips and gave the boy's lightly tanned cheeks steady slaps. "Damn, look at those boys go at my baby," Rick said as he dropped his pants and began pumping his fist around his thick cock. A vast majority of the audience followed Rick's lead and began jerking off at the boys in the ring. Michael, the twins' cousin, actively did the same. He licked his lips and watched his little cousins fuck yet another boy in the ring. A smirk crept across his face at how many boys their cookie press brought down. "Ngh! Here I cum!" Jamal gritted his teeth and moaned, his cocklet bouncing and having its dry cum inside the blond boy's butt. Ty shuddered as he had his own orgasm, his black cock throbbing against Richard's tongue. Richard sucked and slurped Ty's quivering dry erection while the younger boy held his head still. Jamal brought his hand under his opponent's body and grabbed hold of the older boy's cock. Richard squirmed under the double teaming and felt his balls tingle as he orgasmed. Jamal milked the few squirts of cum shot from Richard's cock. "Uunnhh!" Richard squealed loudly, though muffled with Ty's cocklet still in his mouth. Rick, Michael, and the masturbating men and boys came as they watched Richard give up his cream. The twins high fived each other for another successful two-on-one match. A photo of Richard on his hands and knees, licking up his cum while the twins rode his back was taken for the league's official use. Richard found his thong and, while on his knees, presented it to Jamal and Ty as per the surrender ceremony. Jamal ran his fingers through Richard's soft golden curls as Ty raised the tiny yellow fabric high in the air. The crowd erupted in more cheers for the twins. The referee smiled and flexed while he announced the results. "Victory goes to Jamal and Ty! $2,000 for each boy! Submission bonus of $1,000 will also be awarded to Jamal and Ty!" Richard stood between Ty and Jamal, each squeezing one of his butt cheeks. The young blond boy began to get another erection. "Richard will be awarded a consolation prize of $700! Let's hear it for our wrestlers!" The all-male audience cheered and applauded for the three boys and their achievements. AFTER THE MATCH: Back at the McHenry home, Richard lay in his father's arms, his young face buried in Rick's chest. "Oh, Daddy..." he sighed, working through some regrets at having lost the match. He felt as though he could have won -- he was two years older, after all. Rick tenderly rubbed his son's hole as he whispered words of encouragement in the boy's ear. "It's okay, baby. Can't win them all. It was a two-on-one match, after all. You're always m'boy, no matter if you win or lose." Despite losing the match, Rick gave Richard the special treat he promised: a powerful ride on his hard pole. "Oh! Oh, Daddy!" he squealed as Rick repeatedly pushed his cock deep into him. "Unh! Unnh! Daaaaaddy!" he yelled out as he spurt his milk onto his father's torso. "I love you, baby! Aw fuck yeah!" Rick grunted as he shot a healthy load of cum deep into the one he loved most in the world. Rick brought his son's lips to his and kissed while he filled the boy's butt. Richard loved his father very much. He appreciated his 29-year-old daddy showing love the deepest way a father can. Jamal and Ty decided to spend their share of the money on a boy-sized wrestling ring, similar to the one the LBWL uses. They still had four years before they would be too old to wrestle in the league. Michael helped the boys practice on one another to hone their skills. All their brotherly spars ended with vigorous sex that the loser graciously surrendered to. On the school bus, the other boys teased Richard for having lost to two younger boys. He blushed and played it off as an unlucky day. "Man, it was hot, though," one of Richard's cute friends, Ken, confided in him. "Say... I was thinking of joining the league. Do you... wanna wrestle sometime?" he asked his blond friend. "I think you're really tough stuff in a one-on-one match." Richard looked much happier and nodded. Ken leaned over and kissed him as he rubbed Richard's cock through his school uniform. Ken was rewarded with a soft moan. "Mmm..." Richard mumbled. "I need to work on not giving up so easily just from getting horny. I'll end up being a jobber all my life." A week after the match, Jamal and Ty noticed Richard in a local arcade. They stood on either side of him as he played a wrestling game. The twins snuck feels of the boy's sensitive areas as he played, causing him to lose on screen as well. He made a grimace as his character was pinned and counted out. Jamal laughed and grinned. "Same old Richie," he said. Richard knew he still had to work on his problem. But as the three of them went in the unlocked back storeroom, he figured that he could take his time if it meant being able to submit to two hot black twins all over again. Jamal grinned and closed the door as Ty dropped his pants and Richard knelt down to relive his sweet defeat.