Mixed wrestling, 330 pictures 1920x1080 (FullHD), no nudity, no blood.

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Hello, I’m The Falcon and the guy on the other side of the dressing room is my long time friend and tag team partner Brad Renolds. Tonight we are headlining a very important wrestling card. Although we are the former world tag team champions, we still command a huge following. Yes, we are still very big stars in the federation. 

In our dressing room, Brad and I are just beginning to get ready for our match. We get out of our street clothes and open our gear bags and take out our  shiny black pantyhose and shiny black boots. Brad and I wiggle into our sheer and shiny black pantyhose and lace on out boots. Except for our ring jackets we are ready to head to the ring.  

Across the hall our opponents are also getting ready to wrestle. They are twin girls that are 23 yrs old. Aside from how young they are, we hear that they are very good wrestlers and are both fast and strong. Janine and Allison Hanover have a spotless record, meaning that they are unbeaten. Both girls slid on very shiny light brown pantyhose. They then wiggle into very tight, thong cut yellow leotards and lace up shiny yellow boots. The girls, our opponents are also ready to wrestle.   

After all the opening pageant, both teams are ready to get it on and wrestle. Brad will start for our team and Janine will start for the girls. BONG !!! the bell to start the match. Brad moves out out of our corner. Across the ring Janine races from her corner and delivers a spinning heal kick to the side of Brad’s head. 

3 seconds into the match, my partner Brad is stretched out on the mat. His arms are stretched out his mouth is open and his eyes are glazed over. Brad is completely out of it. He has no idea where he’s at, or what he’s doing. 

Janine lifts Brad’s boots off the the mat and drags my partner to the center of the ring.  8 seconds into the match Brad lies on his back in the center of the ring totally helpless. The 23 yr old wrestler holds Brads boots for  second or two, she then tucks them under her arms and rolls Brad face down. 

My 34 yr old partner is in very big trouble. 23 yr old Janine has him locked into a BOSTON CRAB. He instantly begins to scream in pain. “My back, oh god my back!! It hurts, oh god it hurts. She’s got me Falcon, she’s got me!! PLEASE!! You’ve got to help me!! She’s going to submit me!! Oh dear god, she’s going to submit me!!” 

I stretch my arm out as far as it will go, it’s just no use, Brad is just too far away. He tries to claw his way closer to our corner, however Janine pulls him back before we can tag. Brad continues to struggle in the crab, Janine continues to apply pressure to the CRAB. Brad now realizes that he can’t escape from her. He continues to cry out in pain. OOOOOHHH!! My back!! OOOOOUUUUU!! She’s hurting me!! OOOOOOOOHHH!!! 

Not only is my tag partner in deep trouble he has begun to get a stiff DEFEAT BONER.  In just a few more seconds he knows it’s over and that he’s been beaten by his opponent. “She’s got me Falcon, she’s got me!! I can’t get free, she’s got me. I’m finished she wins!!”  

The ref moves in and asks Brad: “Is that it Brad? Do you want to submit? Has she beaten you?”  It’s obvious that my tag team partner is done. He’s been beaten and must submit to Janine. 

"Yes-yes!! I’m done. She’s got me!! I SUBMIT!!! She wins. She’s beaten me!! OH god, I give up!! No more, please no more!! I GIVE UP!!! I GIVE UP!!" 

And just that fast the first fall is over!! 

I enter the ring and go to my partner. Brad lies on the mat softly moaning in pain. “Oh, Oh she beat me Falcon!! I had to submit!! It just hurt too bad!! I couldn’t take it, I had to give up!! Brad is a sad sight. Lying on his back, his stiff, rock hard manhood sticking up out of his thong, stretched tight against his shiny pantyhose. The entire first fall lasted just 1 minute and 14 seconds. It is the fastest defeat in Brad’s entire career.  

I help Brad off the mat and back to our corner. He is in terrible shape and has taken a beating. All he can do is apologize for losing the fall. “I’m sorry, oh god I’m so sorry. She beat me. I couldn’t help myself, I had to submit to her!! So strong, she’s so strong!! There was nothing I could do, I had to submit!!” 

As he must start the second fall, Brad tries to get ready. He reaches inside his pantyhose and pulls up his thong, covering his swollen and stiff manhood. He pulls up his pantyhose trying to get the wrinkles out of them. As for his DEFEAT BONER, there is nothing he can do about it. He will just have to wrestle with still hard. 

The bell starts the second fall and Brad steps out of our corner. I would like to say that there is a huge difference between this fall and the first fall, but there is not. Janine is all over my partner before he can get started. 

Brad takes two steps toward Janine before she drives her knee into his mid-section. Saying Mid section may be incorrect. He knee actually slams into him below the waist band of his pantyhose and thong. Janine’s knee has hit Brad in his swollen manhood. 

Brad screams, cups both his hands over his manhood and drops to his knees. Still clutching his manhood he then falls forward, landing on his face. Lying face down on the mat, brad is completely unable to defend himself. Janine races to her corner and tags in her twin sister Allison. 

Being face down, Brad in the perfect position for Allison to apply a CAMAL CLUTCH on him. She drops onto his back, pulls his hands free of his aching manhood and hooks his arms over her knees. She then reaches forward cupping his chin as she pulls back hard. 

Brad’s back is arched and his neck is stretched as far as it can go. He is in massive trouble. He is no longer screaming, but now he is just moaning in pain. “Oh, oh aaaahhh!   All I can do is call out to him to fight to tag me. “Fight Brad, fight!! Don’t let her beat you again. Tag me, Come on Brad, tag me!!! 

Much to my surprise Brad does exactly that. He summons up his last bits of strength and manages to tag me in. I am excited and ready to wrestle. W need to win this fall to stay in the match. I will be facing Allison who has stayed in the ring. I quickly move to lock up with her. WHAM!!! Before I can do anything, Allison has he arm jammed between my legs and has grabbed the back of my pantyhose and thong. She quickly hooks my head. she then lifts me almost effortlessly off the mat and high in the air. 

I would like to say that I swiftly escaped her attempt to slam me, but I would be lying. He strength is amazing. She holds me over her head for a few seconds, then CRASH!!! I’m slammed to the mat harder that I can ever remember.  

Just like Brad, seconds into the second fall and I’m already in trouble. The powerful body slam has knocked the wind out of me. I lie on the mat, with my back arched up gasping for air. Allison quickly takes advantage of me. Grabbing my shiny black boots she lifts my legs off the mat. She stands on my right boot as she spreads my legs wide apart. 

Instantly pain shoots up my leg and across my groin. If feels as though she is tearing me in half.  I try to escape but I can hardly move. Allison, then takes things to the next level as she now twists my leg in addition to splitting me apart.  

For almost 7 minutes, Allison works me over. She moves from one punishing hold to the next. She has worked over my legs, then my arms. I have been subjected to leg locks, toe holds and all manner of painful holds. When she finally move to my arms, I could not walk or barely stand on my own. She also has subjected me to Full Nelsons, hammer locks, arm wringers. 

I have fared no better than my tag team partner, Brad. The only difference is that I have lasted longer. Right now I am on the mat with Allison’s nylon covered legs wrapped around my head. She is slowly crushing me in a HEAD SCISSORS. 

I squirm and wiggle trying to escape the head scissors. It’s no use, it’s just too tight, all I’ve managed to do is waist a lot of energy. After almost two minutes trapped in this head lock I am almost completely exhausted. I look to my corner to see if Brad can help me. But that is no use, he is on the ring apron on his knees holding on to the ropes.   

I am about finished. I just can’t keep going.  Allison has drained all the fight out of me. In a last ditch effort to get free I call out to my tag team partner. “Oh god Brad, she’s got me!!! I can’t get free. Help me!!! PLEASE help me!!! She’s going to make me submit!! I can’t take much more!!” 

Even as I was crying out for help, I knew it was hopeless. Brad is in no condition to help me. Still trapped in the head lock, I see someone rush past me. I realize that it is Janine and she has grabbed Brad by his head and lifted him off the ring apron. She then pulls him forward, flipping him over the the top rope and into the ring. 

Very quickly I see what they plain to do to us. With both of us in the ring the women attack us both. Allison releases the scissors hold she has on me. Janine slams Brad to the mat on his back. We are both dragged toward the center of the ring. My boots and Brad’s boots now face each other. Both women drop to the mat between Brad and I, with their boots facing each other. It is now obvious that both Brad and I are going to be placed in a WISH BONE split.   

Allison grabs one of my boots and one of Brad’s. Janine does the same. Slowly the women begin to stretch us out. Farther and farther our legs are pulled apart. First I can hear Brad screaming then soon after, my screams are added to his. As the pain between my legs increases, my manhood begins to stiffen. In a very short time I have a rock hard, stiff DEFEAT BONER. Lifting my head off the mat, I can see that my tag-team partner and long time friend also has a DEFEAT BONER under his tights.  

Sitting at ring side the announcer is almost screaming into her microphone. “The former champions are in serious trouble. Both men are on their backs on the mat and being split in two by Allison and Janine. Their screams of pain fill the arena. If they can’t escape this hold soon this match will be over.” 

In truth, we have no hope of escaping this hold and no hope of winning this match. I’m trapped here on the mat with these two girls splitting me apart. I’m in tremendous pain, I have a rock hard boner that is hurting me and I’m nearly exhausted. Across from me just inches away my tag team partner is in just as bad shape. He is being split apart, he is almost exhausted and he too has a rock hard Defeat Boner.   

Even though Brad  has taken much more punishment that I have, the pain between my legs, in my lower back and around my hips is just too much for me to take. I cry out to my partner and friend, “They’ve got me Brad, they’ve got me!!! I can’t take any more!!! There’re tearing me apart!! Oh god it hurts!! I’m done, they beaten me!!! 

I don’t want to submit and lose the match, but I just can’t take any more. I scream my surrender to them.

"LET ME GO!! LET ME GO!! PLEASE, LET ME GO!!! I GIVE UP!! YOU WIN!! YOU’VE BEATEN ME!! I GIVE UP!! I GIVE UP!!"

There I’ve done, I’ve submitted the match to them. 

What’s happening, I’ve given up. Why am I still being held in this hold? Oh god, they haven’t let me go.. 

The ref quickly tells me that both Brad and I must both submit to end the match. I’m stunned by this. All I can think of is getting out of this hold. I begin to scream out to my partner. “Give up Brad!!! Oh please you have to give up!! I can’t take any more!! PLEASE Brad PLEASE, you have to give up!!!” 

We both remain trapped for another minute or so when finally Brad can take no more and surrenders to  the women.

"OK OK YOU WIN!!! I’VE HAD ENOUGH!! I SUBMIT-I SUBMIT!! LET ME GO, I BEG YOU, PLEASE LET ME GO!! YOU’VE BEATEN ME!! I GIVE UP!!! I GIVE UP!!!" 

At last the torture is over. We are free of the hold. We are however a long way from being OK. Both of our legs are still spread apart as neither Brad or I can move them. 

As our opponents walk around the ring with their arms in the air, we lie on the mat unable to get to our feet or even move. After about a minute the women come back to where we are lying. Allison places her boot on my chest and Janine places her boot on Brad’s. It is a very humiliating for two former champions. Here we are on our backs lying on the mat. Both of us having hard and stiff DEFEAT BONERS stretching our pantyhose. 

It takes almost 10 minutes for both Brad and I to get to our feet. By this time the ring is empty and so is most of the arena. I am standing hunched over at the waist still holding my manhood with both hands. Just a few feet away Brad is doing the same thing. We walk with great difficulty back to our corner and hold on tightly to the ropes with one hand and our manhood’s with the other.   

"Oh god Brad, I’m still in pain!! We got beat really bad." My long time partner nods his head. "Yea, me too. I’ve never felt anything like that before. I thought they were going to tear us in half."  

Exiting the ring the partners slowly walk, stumble and limp back to their dressing room. They enter still holding their manhood’s tightly. "I never want to go thru that much pain again." Brad nods "Yea, me neither. That was the worst defeat of our careers". 

Both men remove their boots. And stand to pull down their pantyhose. Even though they both have pock hard boners, they both continue to hold tightly to their aching manhood’s.