The crowd roared. Sex “Yo, you are ready for this, Bro.” Jay said as he watched Chris tie his boot lace into a knot. Before Chris could even turn to plead with his opponent, Gage jumped over the top rope, reared up and kicked young Chris in the middle of the back like a SWAT officer kicking open a suspects door. Gage took his left hand and placed it on the forehead, the right on the back of the head. Jay hunted Chris, found the kid that could be easily manipulated from the gym, Chris was like a mark you could see coming a mile away. Chris begging for mercy only intensified Gage’s lust for violence. He threw his head up and back, let out a guttural roar, his body twitched, a final push from inside of Gage and the sperm shot from his ball spewed and shot way over Chris, only a small amount of the first spurt landing on his face bloodied and swollen. The referee continued “And now coming to the ring, standing 6 feet, two hundred and sixty-eight pounds of towering muscle, full of rage he is Gage!” said with more enthusiasm and with more excitement than Chris’s introduction.
