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Gallery 762
Eddie Gilbert vs. Shane Douglas



"There I am looking buff and fierce in the ring.  No wonder the fans call me 'Hot Stuff' Eddie Gilbert.  Even the ref can't resist feeling the power in my bicep as he runs his hands all over my muscles."
"They tell me my next opponent is this blond pretty-boy, some rookie named Shane Douglas.  Just look at this cute kid, holding his skate-board with a big cheesy smile!  He's just begging for a beating, which I'm more than happy to deliver!"

"Just compare us and you can easily see who's going to win this match!  I've got a real-man's body, a sexy beard, and a nice big bulge in my tights.  The rookie Shane Douglas, with his pretty smile and his cute little white speedo, can't even afford a t-shirt without rips or holes in it!"



"I decided to give the fans a thrill by wearing my hot pink tights and white boots.  The pretty-boy wore an ass-hugging white speedo, which every wrestling fan knows is the guaranteed costume of a jobber!"

"Come on over here, pretty-boy!  Yeah, you can see I like to spend time in the gym too!  Now get over here and take your punishment like a good little rookie..."
"DING! DING!!    The bell rings and the match is under way.  My fans are on the edge of their seats, and you can cut the tension in the air with a knife.  The sadistic animals in the arena are eager to watch me punish this muscular blond stud."


"DAMN!  This cocky punk sure is strong!  I can't believe he caught me in a Headlock that quick!"

"Hey punk, you better wipe that smile off your face and loosen this Headlock or I'm gonna make you suffer for it later!"

"This is so damn humiliating, with my face down near his crotch.  The sissie is grinding his chest all over my face, right in front of all the fans and my partner in crime, Dick Murdock.  Shane is just begging me to put him in his place, and I'm sure going to enjoy hurting him!"

"GRRRR.  This kid's been working out hard!  His chest feels like it's chiseled out of stone, and his biceps are actually smothering me every time he flexes.  OUCH, I better get control of this kid soon!"

"The eager rookie continues to milk the Headlock on me, slowly smothering me in his embrace. Who taught this punk how to wrestle like this??  And those horny fans are sure reacting to his white speedo trunks!"


"Hey now!  Suddenly he rolls me over into a pinning position, his boots on my shoulders, his face inserted between my thighs! I'm shocked.  He is sure a good grappler for such a handsome pretty-boy."

"But like most blonds, he's not the sharpest crayon in the box.  With his face leaning in towards my ball-sack, I can easily stun him and escape by clapping my thighs together on the sides of his head!"
"WHOA, this kid is quicker than I thought.  Now he's got me in a Hammer Lock, and he's really cranking on the pressure.  Where did they find this kid??"

"OK, rookie, we're against the ropes now, so that means you gotta release the Arm-Lock.  That's right kid, listen to the ref and let go of my arm!"

"That's a good boy, let go of my arm.  You can trust me, I promise I'll break clean and not hurt you or anything..."

"This pretty boy is about to learn what happens to cute rookies when they're trapped against the ropes and surrender their advantage!"

"OOOFFF!!""

"A nice knee to the gut has him doubled over in pain.  I follow that up with an Elbow Smash to his cute face and the fans are soon howling like wolves who smell blood."


"We're having fun now!  I pull the stud to the center of the ring by the hair, and use his face as a punching-bag.  It's always fun to rough up the really cute ones!"

"The surfer-boy goes down like a ton of bricks, sprawled out at my feet.  He starts bitching and moaning about how rough I'm treating him, but he ain't seen nothing yet. "

"Welcome to Pro Rassling, tough man!"

"So what should I do next??  Should I drop a knee on the helpless wimp's face, or should I wait until he gets up and then drive my knee into his face?"

"I wait until he rises to his feet, then slam my knee into his jaw.  That one hurt him I think!  He's down on the mat, whimpering like a whipped puppy, but I'm no-where near finished with him."


"Get up, you sissy, and fight like a man!"
"The wimp checks to see if he's bleeding.  Don't worry, pretty-boy, I haven't damaged your perfect All-American good looks.  Not yet at least!"

"The stunned wimp is exhaused already!  He struggles to his knees, and I see cameras flashing all over the arena."

"Another fist to his chin has him groaning in pain and wishing he'd stayed at the beach, surfing with all his buff little pals."



"Next I show off my strength for my fans, scooping the jobber up like a sack of rice and dumping him on his back.  OOOFFF!  That HAD to hurt!"


"LOOK OUT BELOW!!   Here come's a nice Elbow Smash to the bulge in that tight white speedo!"
"You would think my fans would grow tired of watching me easily destroy jobber after jobber every week in these humiliating squashes.  But actually they can't seem to get enough of the violence and domination. They just show up week after week to watch me dish out more punishment!"

"I try for a half-hearted pin, stretching out and laying across his body.  Have I mentioned how hot I look in those pink tights!  DAMN, they should double the ticket prices when I'm on the card!"

"Yeah, I let him easily kick out.  I'm just having too much fun hurting him to let the match end now!"


"Yeah, just kneel there waiting for my next attack, that's a good little jobber.  We're about to play Field Goal Kicker, and you're the football!"

CRUNCH!!

"The fans won't be drooling over this kid's handsome good looks after I'm done with him!  I almost knocked his head out into the third row!"

"Either this stud is really in agony, or he's a great actor.  Either way, he might want to invest in some larger wrestling trunks, since those seem to be riding up on him."
"Hey punk, remember that Arm-Lock you put me in earlier?  Well now I'm gonna teach you how to really punish another man's arm.  How does that feel, DUDE??"

"Next I bust his arm over the corner buckles a few times, and his screams of pain are like music to my ears.  This punk is sure getting an education today!  I'll bet he's going to be a real hard-ass heel some day, if he survives that long."

"Hey wimp, I guess you better go back to the gym and keep trying to beef up that body.  Come back and see me when you're a little tougher!"

"The rookie clutches his injured arm and rolls around on the mat for a while, giving the fans at home one of the most interesting camera angles in professional sports."



"It's about time for my massage, so I roll the jobber up in a Small Package and easily pin him for the three count.  This was a humiliating beating for him, I wonder if his mommy and daddy are proud of their blond little boy."

"My buddy Dick Murdock comes in to congratulate me as I give my fans a nice long look at my bare chest.  I look pretty great with some sweat glistening on that hard body!"

"The big man and I share some intimate moments in the ring as he tells me how hot I look sporting wood in my pink tights.  Yeah I knew that already, big man!"

"Take a long, hard look at the sexiest stud and toughest grappler in the history of Pro Wrestling.  All the ladies want to do me, and all the dudes want to BE me.  Or something like that."
"Which young rookie are they going to throw in the ring with me next week?  I hope he's as cute as this Shane Douglas dude!  This match was a blast!"