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Renato
by Merlin
I refer you to a rather famous Brazilian model as the exemplar for this story. His first name is Renato. His last name begins with the letter "F." Enjoy! By Merlin, of course! Who else (back from the dead).College freshmen Spider and Daniel sat in the bleachers eating a late lunch all the while watching Renato and the rest of the college football team finishing their grueling work out in white lycra running shorts. Of particular interest was Renato, the team's star running back who also happened to be the campus hot-throb and BMOC. Both Daniel and Spider secretly admired Renato's chiseled and tanned Latino body but murmured to each other about how arrogant the hot jock was. Renato was 20 years old, stood 5'10, weighed 173 pounds, had a 42 inch muscle packed chest, a narrow 29 inch waist leading to his taught "V" shaped back, and 16 inch biceps. His body was virtually free of fat and was rippling muscle. His gorgeous face, black hair and flawless smile won him accolades from virtually every female encountered, his machismo proving irresistible to them as he lured them into the sack to fuck hard with his glorious 8 inch cock. Distinctly visible through the lycra shorts was the substantial bulge from Renato's low-hanging and large ball sack, carefully protected by a red jock strap. Neither the jock strap nor lyrcra did anything to cover the outlines of Renato's bulging cock, which in spite of being flaccid was equally visible in glorious form as well. Unlike most of his other teammates, Renato was shirtless as he basked in the warm afternoon sun. A fine layer of sweat magnified Renato's ripped eight-pack as he caught the football and ran into the end zone scoring yet another touchdown.
Prior to college, Renato was the star of his high school football team and also the high school's wrestling champion. With regard to wrestling, Renato had never been defeated. Renato's athletic abilities knew no boundaries as he became the undisputed state wrestling champion as a freshman in high school and retained this title through his senior year. As in high-school, Renato obtained champion status in college, becoming both the college and NCAA champion in his weight class as a freshman and retaining this title as both a sophomore and junior, all the while remaining undefeated. Renato was a strong contender for the Olympic wrestling team in addition to being a compelling draft pick for a professional football team. Put simply, Renato was unstoppable. In staring down wrestling opponents on the mat and routinely scoring game winning touchdowns, Renato often mocked his opponents' inferior bodies or lack of athletic skills which fell far short of his own. Renato was also not shy about heaping mountains of criticism on his teammates who largely lacked Renato's renowned athletic prowess.
Renato and Spider attended the same high school. In spite of the fact Renato was two years ahead of Spider, they had countless prior run-ins, none of which even remotely turned out well for the geeky Spider. Spider was routinely and harshly tormented by high school jocks such as Renato.
Now at age 18 and finally a freshmen in college, Spider thought his luck would finally change. Spider was a Cambodian exchange student in high school who was sent to America to escape the desperate poverty of his village. In spite of being subject to ridicule in high-school by fellow students, Spider managed to excel academically and he attained a full college scholarship to continue his education.
Similar to as he was in high-school, Spider stood 6 feet 6 inches tall but weighed a paltry 87 pounds. Spider's boney body had gangly and thin as spokes legs along with twig-like arms. Spider's skeletal face was marred by red zits which covered most, if not all, of his face. As if that were not bad enough, Spider wore thick plastic rimmed glasses due to his terrible eye-sight and had rotten buck teeth and bad breath which could be deemed a weapon of mass destruction. As in high-school, Spider's pitiful looks rendered him the butt of jokes and made it difficult, if not impossible, for him to have many friendships especially in light of the fact that popular students such as Renato routinely denigrated him for his looks causing Spider to remain as an embarrassed outcast.
Indeed, during high-school, Renato was particularly brutal with abrasive comments and jokes regarding Spider's scraggly body. For instance, when Spider first entered high school as a freshman, Spider made an unfortunate attempt to gain friends by trying out for the school's wrestling team in the lightest weight class. Spider had been told that joining a sports team, such as the wrestling squad, would be a sure fire way to win acceptance as well as friends.
When Spider showed up for team try-outs, Renato, who was captain of the wrestling team and a junior at the time, insisted that Spider would have to wrestle him first so that he could determine Spider's abilities. Of course, Spider had no prior wrestling experience but Spider was nevertheless naively grateful that Renato, the team captain, would give him a shot at making the squad. Indicating that he would go easy on Spider given the fact that Spider had no wrestling experience and was outweighed and outmuscled by him, Renato disregarded this disclaimer entirely and sprung into action without warning, placing Spider in vice-like neck lock and quickly hurling Spider across the mat. The entire wrestling squad busted out in laughter as Spider became airborne, his boney arms flapping in panic as if to maintain airborne flight and avoid the impending violent ground impact. Gravity finally kicked in causing Spider to land on his stomach with a giant splat. Spider's fall was hard and he moaned in agony. Instantly, Renato dove into Spider who was overcome by stifling pain on the mat. Renato's right knee drove like a battering ram into Spider's limp back. The fierce pain from Renato's assault caused Spider to nearly lose consciousness. As if this were not enough, Renato pinned Spider in spite of the fact Spider was already effectively down and out. The entire wrestling squad joined in the count and after reaching "3," Renato grabbed the groaning Spider off the ground by lifting Spider by his hair. Disregarding Spider's tears of pain and largely incomprehensible whimpers, Renato coarsely dumped Spider head first into a smelly bin containing sweat soaked towels.
After destroying Spider on the mat, Renato struck a stunning double-bicep pose and flexed every muscle in his defined body, taunting that Spider was the biggest wimp Renato had ever encountered and not worthy of being on the wrestling squad. All told, Renato had defeated Spider is less than fifteen seconds without even breaking a sweat. Spider's tear-soaked eyes which had dropped deep within his skull distantly gazed at Renato's victory pose. Spider finally passed out and drifted off into the oblivion of unconsciousness. Suffice it to say, after all was said and done, Spider failed to make the wrestling squad in spite of his suffering and he could barely walk for several weeks thereafter. But, if possible, it got far worse for Spider. Spider's loss at the hands of Renato made him the butt of cruel jokes which followed him even as a high school senior and continue to live on in infamy. Spider would never live this defeat and humiliation down – or so he thought.
Now a freshman in college, Spider was hoping for renewal. In fact, shortly after moving into the exchange student dormitory, Spider had made his first real friend, his roommate Daniel. Like Spider, Daniel was an exchange student, albeit Daniel was from Congo and was of Pygmy descent. Daniel was like Spider objectively classified as misfit. Daniel's dark skinned body stood a measly 4'2 while weighing a lethargic 455 pounds. Having just turned 18 years old, Daniel was nearly all fat, with a large round pot-belly, short stubby legs and impish arms which could barely be extended over his blob-like form. Daniel's hair was cropped unevenly and his misshaped face was cratered with acne scars. Perhaps in recognition of the fact that both Daniel and Spider could easily tie for being the ugliest students on campus, they became fast friends. It was a match made in hell.
Watching Renato from the distance, Spider revealed some of his high-school experiences to Daniel. In this regard, Spider shared with Daniel how, for example, he often dreamed about exacting revenge on Renato for all the indignities he suffered. Listening to Spider's voice crack as Spider told him of the many torments suffered at the hands of Renato, Daniel quickly recognized that Spider possessed a deep-seated anger towards Renato. Putting down his half-eaten slice of cold pizza (his ninth slice of the day), almost jokingly, Daniel suggested that Spider bust Renato's nut-sack as payback. Daniel pointed his stubby fingers in the direction of Renato, mentioning that Renato's nut-sack would make an easily obtainable target for Spider. In spite of Daniel's gestures and claims of an easy nut-busting job, Spider knew that Renato would be no easy target after all. Defensively, Spider quickly sought to change the subject away from any physical encounter with Renato, indicating that in light of Renato's wrestling prowess, any physical confrontation in which Spider engaged would fail miserably.
Notwithstanding Spider's gloom and fear about physical engagement with Renato, Daniel persisted, telling Spider that a sharp strike to a man's ball sack, regardless of how strong and buff, would likely render him helpless. The nut-busting, according to Daniel, would allow Spider to deliver retribution in the absence of any risk Renato could retaliate in kind. Spider was not so sure although his mind was racing at the vivid thoughts of a well deserved busting of Renato's nuts. Daniel further claimed that if Spider were somehow able to keep Renato in a prone and weakened position, Daniel might be able to use an ancient Pygmy incantation on Renato which could allow them to exert some degree of mind-control over Renato. Daniel stressed that he had never used the incantation but had seen it performed several times, recounting how for example, Daniel's meek cousin used it to defeat the arrogant son of a tribal chief with widely regarded physical attributes and abilities. Spider quickly began to salivate as he glanced quickly at Daniel and then both geeks focused attention solely back on Renato. Out of the corner of his eye, Daniel noticed a sudden bulge in Spider's shorts along with a modest sized glowing wet-spot.
The sharp sound of the whistle from the field pierced through Spider's thoughts of vengeance and Spider quickly realized that he had shot some of his spunk-juice in his shorts. Greatly embarrassed by this lack of control in front of Daniel, Spider quickly placed his hands over the wet spot on his shorts in an act of cover-up. Spider heard Daniel faintly cackle. As Spider finally gathered his composure, the football team started to file off the field leaving Renato and his teammate Zach tossing the ball. Zach overshot a long pass from the far side of the field, leaving Renato to chase the ball into the bleachers where Spider and Daniel had been watching and plotting. As if fate somehow intervened, the ball landed just inches away from Spider and he quickly reached under the bleacher seat in front of him with his long arms and recovered it.
What seemed like only a mere seconds later, Zach turned and headed off the field leaving Renato, who was closest to the bleachers, to retrieve the over-shot ball. Approaching Spider and Daniel, Renato quickly recognized Spider from high-school. "Wow," Renato thought to himself as he observed the pudgy Daniel and skinny Spider sitting next to each other, "What a bunch of pathetic losers." Renato bellowed: "Hey, Spider, give the ball over, dweeb!"
Both Spider and Daniel salivated at Renato's ripped body and glistening eight-pack while glancing down at Renato's large bulge packed under the tight shorts.
Renato quickly noticed that both Daniel and Spider were checking out his buffed body and muttered: "You fags are so pathetic. Is this what you like," Renato taunted, flexing a stunning double-bicep pose. "Fuck you! You faggot wimps!" Renato thundered. Renato's pose quickly reminded Spider of Renato's pose after dumping Spider into the nasty towel bin in high school after the wrestling try-outs. Renato further jabbed at Spider: "Hey, geek-wad, didn't know that this college would let a freak like you come here!"
Renato's insults caused Spider's mind to explode in a rage as he suddenly recalled and even felt the pain that he had been subjected to during the mismatched wrestling try-out. Without relenting, Renato continued to heap insult upon further insult as he struck his victory pose yet again for emphasis, further taunting Spider that he remembered crushing Spider in fifteen seconds during a wrestling try-out. Renato quipped that Spider's body looked even more pathetic now than it did in high school, if this were even possible. In the back of his mind, Renato was trying to set up a pre-text for kicking Spider's ass by causing the geek to make some kind of counter-response or snide remark. "I'll fuck'n kick that wimp's ass, just like in high school," Renato thought to himself.
Spider's pain and anger reached a near boiling point all the while remembering Daniel's advice. Spider quickly glanced at the buffed jock before him and observed the outline of Renato's precious nut-sack which was not so well-hidden under the lycra shorts. Keeping focus on Renato's nut-sack and sensing his opportunity to strike, Spider murmured without warning: "You want the ball champ? Here it is!" While not even finishing his statement, Spider hurled the ball at Renato's ball sack as hard as he could and to Spider's surprise, the ball gained significant momentum from the extension of his long arm. Observing that Spider was following his suggestion with regard to nut-busting, Daniel smiled with glee and started to repeat the incantation is his mind. In spite of all his athletic prowess, Renato could not drop his muscular arms down fast enough to block the football's impact with his nut-sack, the pointy end of the ball landing with a thud on Renato's oversized package.
Renato's arrogant smirk and muscle pose vanished instantly in thin air and was replaced by howls of agony. Renato's muscular arms desperately reached down to his shorts. Renato's hand quickly cupped his balls to try and stop the searing pain. In disbelief Renato wailed, "My fucking balls! You fucking little faggot wimp! You are fuck'n dead!" The obnoxious pain from the ball strike caused Renato's left leg to slightly pivot backwards. Renato was losing his balance. In order to stop himself from falling backwards, Renato turned his body away from Spider and repositioned his legs, Renato's two hands still grasping his balls in agony. While Renato had been kicked once before in the balls during a wrestling match, no one had ever struck his nut sack as hard as Spider did. Renato continued to look down at his aching balls, his supreme Latino muscle-jock confidence causing Renato to ignore or forget that Spider could attack him again.
Sensing further opportunity to strike, Spider stood up, grabbed at Renato's narrow waist and spun the hot stud around so that Renato's back was now facing Spider. Moving with stealthy speed, Spider's long boney arms easily wrapped themselves around Renato's narrow waist and held Renato's arms at his sides, Renato's hands still clutching his sack. The overlap from Spider's lanky arms firmly wrapped around Renato's lower mid-section twice and Spider obtained additional support for leverage. Preparing for his next move, Spider quickly felt Renato's brick-like abdominal muscles and smirked.
Renato simply couldn't believe that Spider was trying to strike him for the second time. Renato let go of his balls with both hands and began to flex his arms and ripped torso to break free from Spider's hold. However, before Renato could achieve freedom, Spider pulled tightly with all his might and, using leverage from Spider's height, lifted Renato into mid-air, the stud's muscular legs left dangling off the ground. Continuing to struggle with Spider's hold in light of Spider's over-lapped arms, which almost created a "lasso-like" embrace, Renato muttered: "Fuck you!" Continuing to lift Renato in an upward trajectory, Renato was stunned that Spider seemingly had so much strength. Renato shrieked: "What the fuck are you doing, you asshole? Put me the fuck down!"
Spider was not inclined to listen. Instead, Spider completed his lift, a feat no one else ever accomplished against Renato either on or off the football field or wrestling mat.
Renato's muscular legs continued to flail about in an effort to break free from Spider's hold. In desperation Renato started to twist his midsection and flex his torso even further. Renato's efforts were of little use as Spider quickly tilted the elevated stud so that Renato's lower back was directly pressing into Spider's boney right shoulder. Renato howled in pain as Spider placed the muscle hunk in a somewhat awkward but still effective back-breaker, the ripped muscle in Renato's lower back being shredded by the pointy bones in Spider's shoulder. Renato screamed: "My fucking back....fuck....my back!"
Spider's face which had been outwardly showing only strain occasioned from lifting Renato's muscled body finally broke out in a bright smile as he heard Renato scream. Given their height difference, Renato could do precious little to free himself from Spider's back-breaker in spite of all his championship wrestling abilities. Renato's arms and legs were unable to grip Spider to force a release and all Renato could try and do was wobble to break loose. However, the wobbling defense caused Renato to suffer even more searing pain from the back-breaker, as pressure began to mount on his lower back. The pain was getting past the point of overwhelming and Renato started to kick and flail his arms and legs almost as if in a state of panic, a state Renato had never previously felt. Renato, the undefeated NCAA champion, could not believe that Spider, a non-wrestler, was somehow out-wrestling him. "Fuck!" Renato moaned in agony.
Spider held the back-breaker for nearly two minutes even though Spider was nearing exhaustion from holding the muscle jock in mid-air. As the hold was in place, Renato continued to moan: "Fuck....oh...My back! Fuck! No way! Nobody does this to me. No fuckin way!" Renato's mind was spinning.
Using the time spent applying the devastating back-breaker to plot his next move, Spider struck his boney knee forward and easily repositioned Renato's flailing legs with his right hand, spreading Renato's legs wide open, leaving the football hunk's ball sack exposed for yet another salvo. In pain but immediately recognizing what Spider was attempting to do, Renato desperately tried to reach down with his hands to cup his balls. However, Renato's concentration along with his effort to protect his ball sack was violently interrupted as Renato heard Daniel cackling at Renato's predicament and urging encouragement to Spider. Renato froze as he looked directly into Daniel's eyes. Keeping eye contact, Renato threatened Daniel: "I'm gonna fucking kill you. You fuck'n faggot!" For some inexplicable reason, Renato's focus remained locked on Daniel in spite of Spider's impending attack. Recognizing that Daniel was about to have a birds-eye view of Renato's nuts being busted for a second time, Daniel started cackling wildly. Daniel's annoying cackling was somehow beginning to fill Renato's mind. Perhaps, still in a sense of disbelief from Spider's initial onslaught, Renato continued to stare Daniel down. Unbeknownst to Renato, this was precisely what Daniel had intended and he muttered firmly at Renato: "That's right, hot shot, keep the eye contact...look into my eyes...look deeply into my eyes...if you are a champion you must look into my eyes." Renato mumbled "fuck..i'm a champion...champ..." as he continued to keep his misplaced focus on Daniel.
A smile quickly appeared on Daniel's face as Spider hammered Renato's down hard into his knee. Spider's height maximized the force of the attack, Renato's already tender nut sack smashing directly into Spider's boney cap. Still maintaining eye-contact with Daniel, Renato shrieked in pain, his eyes quickly rolling back into his eye sockets in a foggy daze. The nearly zonked stud observed fat Daniel continuing to cackle: "Fuck yeah, Spider, bust the hot shot jock! The champion is being defeated."
Renato was nearly losing it and shrieked yet again: "My balls!! Fuck!!! Oh god!!!" Hearing Renato's howls, Daniel started to cackle even louder at the sight of the undefeated NCAA wrestling champion getting busted by Spider, who in spite of lacking any wrestling, let alone athletic, experience, seemed to be so easily conquering the far superior muscle stud.
Renato fell over onto the bleachers and flailed on his stomach. Renato's left hand quickly clutched his ball sack while his right arm reached behind to apply some pressure to his throbbing lower back. Not allowing the champion to recover, Spider grabbed the band of Renato's tight lycra shorts and quickly ripped them down, leaving Renato exposed only in his bulging jock-strap. The muscular orbs of Renato's ass were in plain sight. Observing Spider strip Renato of his football shorts caused Daniel to cackle even more, causing Renato to lose focus yet again. Somehow, Daniel's cackling seized hold of Renato's mind and it could not break free.
Renato mumbled to himself: "This can't be happening. I can't be defeated." In between Daniel's cackling, Renato listened to Daniel's mumble words over and over: "Yeah, the champ is being defeated...the champ can't win...the champ is a wimp...the champ is being defeated." Daniel's incantation was only interrupted by his cackles.
Spider knelt down and ran his boney middle finger across Renato's tight ass. Sensing that Spider was going to attack again and desperate to avoid any further damage to his already tender ball sack, Renato embraced his balls tightly with both hands and tried to reposition himself to counter Spider. Obtaining a burst of energy, Renato suddenly jumped into a standing position but quickly tripped over Daniel's fat right leg and fell back down on the ground landing with a thud. Daniel cackled wildly again at the wrestling champ's mishap. The disruptive sound of Daniel's steady cackling became fixed in Renato's mind even replacing the pain from the hard fall to the ground. With Renato's back on the ground and his hands now clutching at his bruised lower back, Spider slipped his boney hand underneath Renato's jock strap and grabbed hold of Renato's tender nuggets. Spider pulled Renato's balls backward and twisted them mercilessly. Renato screamed in pain. "Fuck, stop....my balls...oh...god.....my fucking balls." Renato's screaming was music to Spider's ears.
Spider taunted Renato, "Not so tough now, huh, champ?" as Spider again twisted the stud's ball sack. Renato wailed in pain as he feverishly reached at his package in an effort to pry Spider's hand from under the jock strap. Renato continued to scream "Oh god...my balls...fuck..stop! Stop! Fuck!!!" Ignoring Renato's pleading, Spider pulled down firmly on Renato's sack, yet again delivering additional torrents of pain. Renato shrieked, albeit this time, perhaps two to three octaves higher than before. Renato's eyes again rolled into the back of his skull the fog in his mind becoming heavier.
Spider proceeded to lift the wrestling champ to his feet by pulling Renato up by his hair and held Renato next to Daniel who continued to cackle unceasingly. For some unknown reason, Renato made eye contact with Daniel yet again. As their eyes met and became glued in place, Daniel murmured: "That's right champ, keep looking at me...I'm in your mind now...you can't stop looking at me." With Renato still staring into Daniel's eyes, Spider positioned Renato's arms at his side and again wrapped his skinny arms around Renato's waist and arms. Renato's energy was rapidly depleting and even though Renato was far stronger than Spider, he could not break-free from Spider's vice-like hold. Renato could not believe that Spider was so easily using wrestling holds to defeat him.
Daniel continued to chant while looking deep into Renato's eyes: "Keep looking at me stud unless you are too much of a wimp. Only a wimp would turn away..." Hearing Daniel's taunts caused an explosion in Renato's mind and even though Renato started to think that continuing to stare into Daniel's eyes could be a huge mistake, his arrogance took hold. Renato would not let Daniel win. "Fuck you," Renato hammered, continuing to stare deeply into Daniel's eyes. Renato wasn't going give the fat Pygmy a victory by looking away. Daniel smirked and kept repeating the incantation.
With Spider holding Renato firmly in place, Renato could do nothing but watch as Daniel leaned forward and ran his stubby hand over Renato's muscular chest and midsection, flicking at Daniel's abs and navel. Renato was repulsed by the contact with ugly and obese Daniel. Disregarding Renato's objections, Daniel next reached up and pinched his finger on Renato's left nipple and started to pull and twist it all the while staring back at Renato and repeatedly uttering: "Can't look away, champ....i'm entering your mind....nothing you can do...you are being defeated." In a daze, Renato muttered repeatedly "can't look...away...my mind...defeated..no...can't look away...he's entering my mind...fuck..." Daniel continued with the incantation all the while continuing to stare into Renato's eyes and pull and twist on his left nipple.
Spider excitedly tightened his hold around Renato's waist to make sure Renato could not break free. Spider again used his height advantage to lift Renato several inches from the ground and held him there, Renato's muscular legs loosely dangling over the ground. Renato continued to repeat "can't look away...he's entering...my...mind...I'm being defeated...fuck...defe...defeat...no..defe...no..." Daniel repeated: "That's right champ, you are defeated...you are defeated." Renato knew he had to look away from Daniel but his misplaced self-confidence that Daniel could never defeat him continued to get the best of him. Over and over Renato kept repeating to himself that he couldn't be defeated – especially by two geeks like Daniel and Spider. Finally, Renato's mind blanked from Daniel's continued incantation and Renato stoically started repeating "I am defeated...I am defeated..."
A huge grin appeared on Spider's face while Daniel continued to repeat: "You must obey us...You must do as you are told...Renato must be a good boy and obey Spider and Daniel..." The incantation firmly taking hold of Renato's mind, Renato suddenly gave in. As instructed Renato started to continually repeat: "Renato must be a good boy...Must obey Spider and Daniel..." without any resistance.
Things were unfolding just as Daniel had planned from the beginning.
While Renato continued to repeat the incantation over and over, Daniel indicated to Spider that the incantation was finished.
Sensing his new found power over Renato, Spider released his hold returning Renato's feet to the ground.
"Hmmmm," Spider thought aloud, "what should I do now?" all the while smiling at Daniel. Thinking fast and just as a test, Spider told Renato to do fifty push-ups. Instantly, Renato complied, positioning himself on the ground, pumping the push-ups out as instructed. However, as Renato was performing the pushups, he kept asking himself why he was taking instructions from Spider. "Fuck...man...what am I doing?" Renato repeated over in his mind. The push-ups caused Renato's chest and triceps to bulge from the short but strenuous work-out. "Nice!" Spider exclaimed as he dropped his hand against Renato's chest and murmured to himself: "I'm gonna like this." Racing through Renato's mind was why he just let Spider just grope his chest. "Fuck....what am I doing?" Renato repeated to himself.
Daniel went next, ordering Renato to remove his jock strap and put the white lycra shorts back on. In the absence of the snug jock strap, Renato's bulge was highly pronounced. Daniel further instructed Renato that he was to return to the locker room to obtain his belongings but that he was to remain dressed in the lycra shorts without any shirt. Daniel further instructed that Renato was to meet both himself and Spider at Renato's SUV in five minutes and that if Renato failed to be there on time he would be severely punished. For some unexplained reason that he did not understand, Renato cringed in fear at the thought of being punished by Daniel.
In an effort to avoid the imposition of any punishment per Daniel's instructions, Renato raced as fast as he could first to the locker room to retrieve his belongings and then headed next to his SUV. Renato kept asking himself what he was doing: "Fuck...why am I doing this?" Daniel cackled as he observed Renato's low hanging ball sack swinging violently against his own legs causing shards of pain as the hot shot running back raced towards them to the parking lot. Once Renato arrived, Daniel glanced quickly at his watch, mentionioning that Renato failed to make it on time. "Shit!" Renato shouted, he was twenty seconds late. Daniel cackled and told Renato to drive them all back to Spider and his dorm room for Renato's punishment. Renato's mind started racing but he nevertheless inexplicably complied with Daniel's direction.
Once at Spider's and Daniel's apartment, Daniel indicated that Renato would be punished severely. However, in the same breath, Daniel mentioned that Renato could avoid any punishment for his tardiness by wrestling Spider and winning. A smile appeared on Renato's dejected face as there was no way he could lose a wrestling match to Spider. Renato was getting ready to strike.
Hurriedly, Daniel pushed a table and chairs out of the way, clearing a space for the wrestling match to take place in the dorm room. Spider quickly approached Renato and told him, "Hey champ...I know you are moving really slow...and are really tired and weak....so...don't worry...I'll go real easy on you." Renato suddenly felt a wave of tiredness encompass his muscles, but he still felt his victory of Spider was assured.
Spider next gingerly mentioned: "Hey champ...I know you like those hot-shot, show-boat moves to beat opponents...but...I bet they won't work...in fact...I bet your show-off moves all back-fire." In response, Renato said to himself "This Spider dweeb is gonna get his ass kicked."
Completing the verbal assault Spider mentioned, "Hey champ...I know you think you are unbeatable – especially against me...but I bet your really freaked about wrestling me...yeah..i bet your fuck'n scared to wrestle me...since I'm gonna kick your ass."
A sudden wave of uneasiness quickly hit Renato with regard to wresting Spider. Renato attempted to remain focused on winning but an undercurrent was taking hold of his mind indicating that Spider, in spite of his wimpy stature, was just too strong to be defeated.
The match began. Renato immediately tried one of his so-called "show-boat moves" to bring down Spider. Renato grabbed at Spider's left leg attempting to flip Spider over in the process. Renato used this move to defeat a much bigger wrestler in the NCAA final just a few months earlier. However, just as Renato was applying the hold, Renato's arm cramped up precluding him from locking it around Spider's thin leg. Renato pulled his arm away in pain. "I told ya..." Spider exclaimed pushing Renato further back from him and concluding "those show-boat moves don't work on me." Renato was stunned that his move failed to bring pathetic Spider down.
Not heeding Spider's advice, Renato tried his favorite so-called "show-boat move," a running charge to tackle his opponent. However, before Renato managed to reach Spider and take him down, Renato remarkably tripped over his own feet sending Renato smashing face-first into the floor with a thud. "Fuck....." Renato groaned as his chin smacked into the tile floor, his front two teeth getting obliterated at impact.
In a daze, Renato observed Spider standing over him with a smile. Even though he was not about to give in, Renato was getting tired fast, both arms dropping to his side, his chin aching in pain. Spider quickly approached Renato and applied a head-lock – the same move Renato used on Spider in high school.
"My head lock is like fuck'n vice grip!" Spider taunted. Renato screamed in agony as Spider wrapped his arms around Renato's muscled neck.
Next, Spider proceeded to lift Renato off the ground and into the air, just like he did previously at the bleachers. Spider mentioned, "Hey champ, get ready to go airborne....you can use your arms to try and fly." Renato was starting to panic in fear as Spider, using all his strength lifted Renato from the ground and positioned him on his right shoulder. This time, Spider's boney shoulder drove into Renato's midsection in preparation for lift-off. "Here we go, champ!" Spider shouted as he sent Renato's hunky body airborne in a forward hurl. Instinctively, Renato started flapping his arms just light Spider had done in high-school to try and maintain flight. Daniel cackled at the sight of Renato trying to fly and muttered: "What a fuck'n idiot!" The flapping didn't work. Renato crashed to the ground hard, landing on his stomach with a splat. Renato groaned in agony upon impact. Both Spider and Daniel roared with laughter. Nearly out of it and exhausted, Renato, the stud wrestler, hung is head low in shame. He was being humiliated by a geek like Spider.
With Renato on the ground trying desperately to get up to no avail, Spider dove knee first directly into Renato's lower back. Renato yelped in pain. It was over. Quickly hooking Renato's right leg, both Daniel and Spider counted to "3," then "10," then as Renato started to come to, Spider reach "50." In spite of this lengthy count, Renato still could not get up and was held firmly in place by Spider, who continued to hook Renato's leg. The champ had been roundly defeated. Sensing that his undefeated reign had just ended, the once arrogant Renato blanked out into the oblivion of unconsciousness.
TO BE CONTINUED
Future events to unfold:
Renato spanked by Daniel.
Spider shaves off Renato's man-hair.
Spider defeats Renato in wrestling match before wrestling squad.
Daniel defeats Renato in wrestling match before wrestling squad.
Renato loses sexual confidence.
College wrestling tryouts – Smelly goth freak chess nerd named Pell / wimpy freshman in college defeats Renato and forces Renato to piss and take dump in singlet. Renato goes from captain of wrestling team to towel boy.
And more to come!
By Merlin, of course!
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* Renato
01:24 on 2010-07-13
I liked the last third. Funny you called the guy Spider, all I could think of was a spider...
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* Renato
12:37 on 2010-07-30
Shrink his cock!
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