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The match was introduced to the ravenous audience as "The Savannah Slaughter" and Admiral Agony was ashamed to admit that the title might have been a clue. The rhino was by no means outclassed, being a heavy and broad bruiser himself. But his opponent was even bigger than he was, which didn't happen often.

Admiral Agony rolled after dodging another clothesline attack and sprang back to his feet. His tight green trunks were doing a good job of hiding just how excited he was. Even though the contest was rigged, he knew how to make it look good. The ring was hot though; under the bright overhead lights, the cumulative exhaust from the roaring fans, and the activity of engaging in the fight. As the buff rhino charged low, he was conscious of the fact that his tights were clinging to his skin because they were drenched in his sweat. But he made no attempt to fix them as he knew the audience loved to see this on him and all the other wrestlers. He even heard and saw a few camera flashes going off during his charge.

His opponent saw the charge coming and the bigger crocodile - sporting an equally wet and clingy singlet - moved at the last minute. Admiral Agony noticed that he didn't move entirely out of the way, however, as ran into the larger scaled side. One of the arms moved under his chin and as the inertia continued to move his body forward, Admiral Agony found his head trapped under the scaled arm. Once his momentum was stopped the crocodile's arm was readjusted and Admiral Agony found himself wedged into the dank armpit of his opponent. The strong scent of sweat washed over his face, with the armpit hair of the crocodile drenched and clinging to the smooth gray skin. Instinctively Admiral Agony coughed at the strong scent invading his nostrils and lungs, but as he tried to free himself, he found he was not at the proper angle to get the leverage he needed.

"I gotcha now, playboy." The crocodile spoke loud enough for his opponent to hear, but not enough for anyone close to the ring to hear. He raised his other arm for the crowd to cheer at him, then slapped that hand on Admiral Agony's exposed chest. The rhino jumped in surprise but he knew how to hit the rhino so as not to hurt him too bad. "When you mess with The Volcano..." The crocodile raised his free hand again as he spoke to crowd now, "...you get the heat!" He swung down hard on the bare chest again, the gray skin turning a bit pink under the slaps.

The wispy armpit hairs were dragged into Admiral Agony's nostrils as he took in breath after breath of that rich sweaty musk. The hairs tickled his nose, but every breath also made the fire burning in his loins bloom into an inferno. Admiral Agony continued to try to escape, despite that he was now licking that sweaty pit. He dragged his tongue over the swampy skin, tasting the rich earthy tang of the crocodile's sweat. The fact that he was basically forced to huff his opponent's musk in front of the audience was just part of the show - a part that Admiral Agony thoroughly enjoyed. Another few slaps to his chest made him moan into the armpit he was licking and kissing, and sucking on. His tight trunks hiding none of his arousal, which was another part of the show.

"Showtime, big boy," The crocodile whispered, "hope you're ready."

Another hard slap to the rhino's chest and suddenly he was knocked free from the sweltering pit. He gasped and took a deep breath of fresh air as he landed on the canvas mat below. Sparing a glance up he saw that his opponent was getting ready for the next stage of the show, by pulling the singlet down and exposing the scaled upper body... and the thick bush of chest hair. The glistening hair bloomed over the crocodile's pecs like a blanket of masculinity. The heavy scent increased in the area and Admiral Agony felt his cock get fully hard, which made him blush as there was no way to hide it from anyone. The crocodile grinned widely as he continued to peel his singlet off his sweaty body, fully exposing himself to the crowd, who roared even louder than before. Admiral Agony was still catching his breath, when the move was made.

The crocodile took a pose that looked similar to a 'DAB' except his palms were pointed up facing the crowd. The roar grew louder as they knew what that meant... The Volcano was about to use his signature move that had been dubbed "The Caldera Buster". The buff male spread his legs and straddled the prone rhino's head and dropped - his taint slapping the rhino's face. His big scaled nuts plopping wetly on the smooth hairless chest. The crocodile moved forward and backward, dragging his balls, taint, and butt over his opponent's face in a sign of dominance and disrespect. The parts they were playing were paramount to their performance, after all.

For Admiral Agony, this was the best part of the show! The rhino made sure that his body acted normally for the crowd to witness their hero trying to break free of the Heel's hold. However, in reality, Admiral Agony was thankful the crowd couldn't see how happy he was. He took big sniffs and dragged his tongue over inch of the crocodile's private parts. There was hair here too, but Admiral Agony didn't mind one bit as he tasted the deep rich musk trapped in that tight space. It was like a nectar to the submissive rhino, one that sustained him a level that could barely be described.

"You're mine now, Admiral Agony!" The crocodile yelled loudly, telling the story of their fake conflict. "Then again, we all know you're more of a REAR Admiral. Even with a cock like this, you still only bottom."

Pleasure surged into Admiral Agony through his cock as his trunks were pulled down, exposing his meat to the firm hand of his opponent. He squirmed under the crocodile but couldn't...and didn't want to... escape. The crowd began to chant "Ad-Mir-Al" and both wrestlers knew there was only one way for the match to end. The crocodile played his part perfectly as he stood up and yelled at the crowd.

"Why cheer for this bottom bitch! He's nothing more than a cock whore!" The crocodile grabbed his cock and waved it at the crowded, "There's no one here that wouldn't want to ride this cock of mine!" The Volcano was an apt named as he spewed force heated rage that was cultivated for his character, "I'm the best man here! And I'll prove it by making this rhino bitch cum all over this ring!"

The Volcano turned back to his opponent and expected to get right back to business, but was surprised by a quick and heavy backhand against his chest. He stumbled back and took a another backhand, pushing him backward towards the corner of the wrestling ring. The crowd bellowed in response to seeing these two naked muscular men fighting for their entertainment. The crocodile grunted when he finally hit the turnbuckle, his chest pink from the backhand assault as he slumped and fell on his butt.

"I'll show you a bottom bitch, Volcano!" Admiral Agony rushed forward, grabbing a hold of the top rope and jumping so that his feet were on the other side of the bottom rope. His crotch collided against the crocodile's face, his own sweaty musk washing over the scaled face. The only hair on the rhino's body were his pubes and they stuck to the scales of the nose and mouth he was busy grinding against. "How do my balls smell? This admiral's rear is gonna make you erupt like Vesuvius."

The heavy scent was rich with masculine energy and the crocodile was breathing it deep with every breath. He put his hands on the rhino's hips to make it seem like he was pushing his opponent away, but really, he was feeling the flexing of those hips. He was highly aroused by the fake contest, his throbbing cock oozing precum down his shaft. This fact wasn't simply lost on his opponent either.

"It's time to drop the anchor!" Admiral Agony yelled and the crowded roared again, happy to see their hero taking charge.

The Volcano was happy too, he loved this move but had to stop himself from smiling to keep playing the part as the musky crotch was pulled from his face. He felt the rhino's weight on his lap, watching the rhino grinning at him. He felt his cock get grabbed and aimed at the smooth gray butt cheeks, moaning softly as just the tip was pushed into the tight ass. He shook his head violently from side to side to show the audience that he was resisting, even though his aroused smile was impossible to hide.

Admiral Agony grabbed the scaled shoulders and wrapped his arms around the body, hugging him tightly. The rhino stood up, clenching like a hydraulic press on the tip of the cock to hold him there. With his opponent secured, Admiral Agony turned awkwardly on his feet, moving to the center of the ring. Once there he jumped as high as he could, spreading his legs and relaxing the control over his hole. The wrestlers hung there for a moment and then descended quickly. The impact of their bodies spanked the crocodile's butt cheeks, jammed the scaled cock upward into the tight rhino butt, and smashed the rhino's body down against the scaled crotch with enough force to make both men scream in a mix of pain and pleasure.

The next instant, Admiral Agony reached his hands out and grabbed the thick blanket of chest hair adorning the crocodile's chest. The glistening twinkling hair still saturated with sweat as Admiral Agony tugged on the hair. The scaled man moan and squirmed under the rough powerriding rhino. Both men overcome with the sudden overpowering sexual heat as they began to fuck each other.

The Volcano grunted as the pleasure surged and washed over him. The impacts of the thick hips slamming down onto his crotch brought out long deep moans. He rubbed the gray-skinned thighs and planted his feet on the mat, thrusting up into the rhino's butt to get him moaning too. The men were entirely immolated in their lusts at this point. The wet sounds of hot sex filled the arena, but the moans and grunts of the men fighting each other's body was even louder. They wanted to give each other more pleasure than they were getting in order to claim the most primal of victories... making another man WANT you.

Admiral Agony groped the hairy chest, leaning down and dragging his tongue through the wet forest. The tang of the crocodile's sweat was like a fine wine by now and the rhino seemed parched. He sucked on one of the scaled nipples, biting on it softly with his flat teeth. The body under him arched and groaned as he forced that spike of pleasure through it. The body hair, so succulent and saturated with sweat clung to his smooth face skin and he breathed in the rich scent even more. Admiral Agony pressed his face between the massive hairy pecs, moaning loudly against the scaled flesh as his climax arrived. He felt his balls tighten and spew their contents between their colliding masses. At the same time his tight anal ring crushed around the cock he was riding, making its owner whine at the sudden inescapable pressure.

There was so much pressure in fact that whenever the rhino pulled up along his cock, the crocodile feared that his dick might be ripped off his body. He gripped the toned thighs and hissed into his own orgasm, exploding into the rhino's body with a wave of thick sticky cum that filled his butt so quickly that some blasted out around his hard cock. The cum smeared over his shaft as the ravenous butt cheeks slid up and down, with the excess being squished between the gray butt cheeks and green crotch. The heat flared to an even higher level as their climaxes peaked and then just as suddenly as they had ignited into their orgasm, both men collapsed in the center of the ring. The crowd was still cheering at the spectacle, but for the wrestlers they had a moment to themselves. Admiral Agony lifted his head a little and smirked at the crocodile, "I love this job."

"Me too. Go on, claim your victory."

Admiral Agony sat up fully and brought his arm up in a flexing pose, clenching tightly on the cock still wedged deep inside him. "No one beats Admiral Agony!" The crocodile growled and played the part of the defeated foe, laying limp as the rhino stood, cum dripping from his butt and onto the crocodile. Admiral Agony adored the admiration of the fans and the crowd, they were the reason doing this was so much fun. However, the best of the matches was always the post-match fun the wrestlers had in the locker rooms.

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Calvin moaned loudly as he was leaning against the lockers, clutching on them as if he would fall without their support. His legs were wobbly, but not from the match or the pleasure he got from the orgasm. No, his legs were wobbly now because of the pleasure he was getting from the crocodile currently. The crocodile had his snout buried between the thick gray butt cheeks, sucking and licking every drop of cum he left inside. Calvin moaned and pushed back, not being subtle or quiet about having his fresh cream pie eaten.

"Oh god... Byron... your tongue goes so deep!" The tongue slurped and sucked the cum right out of his butt. His anal ring was still very sensitive from the pounding and he orgasmed again. His cum spraying into the open locker and all over his costume that had been recovered for the ritual of this post-match exercise. The scent of his cum was something that made the rhino feel at peace as the afterglow descended once more.

Byron slowly withdrew and noisily slurped his tongue out of the tight butt he had had been eating for what felt like hours. He smiled and gave the hot ass a firm smack, "My pleasure, Cal. I could eat your ass for breakfast, lunch, AND dinner!" The crocodile stood up and fully, stretching as he moved over to his own locker to get dressed again. The locker room doors opened and in walked a smaller male, an anteater. He was dressed in a stylish suit and clearly had an air of superiority.

"Great match tonight, boys! Very sexy! I creamed my pants so many times, my dry-cleaning bill is gonna hell next month." The anteater moved closer to the rhino, turning him around and kissing his deeply, sucking on the thick tongue of the larger male. He broke the kiss with a dominant smile, "You looked great out there, babe! I love seeing you putting on a show for the crowd. Which is why I'm glad to tell you both that the next special has been announced and we're setting up for the Royal Rumble. I want you both in it. Sound good?

Calvin was excited, "Of course, Omari! I want to be in it!" Calvin looked over at Byron and saw the grin on his face.

"I'd love any opportunity to pound your bubble butt again!" The crocodile bowed his head to the anteater, stroking his cock lewdly as well, "With respect, of course."

"Of course." The anteater smirked, eyeing the crocodile's naked body up and down. "But unless I'm mistaken, it was Calvin who looked to be doing most of the pounding. Well, get cleaned up we've got to talk details."

Byron grumbled but smirked at the insinuation that Calvin had been in control of the sex they had had. "Yeah, well, I was playing the part, you know? Bad guys have to be beaten, right?"

Calvin and Byron both go to the showers to get cleaned up, leaving Omari in the locker room. He reached into Calvin's locker and picked up his cum soaked wrestling trunks. He wadded the fabric up and sniffed it deeply, taking in the scent of his lover's sweat and cum. "Mmmm... I hope you're ready, boys," The anteater whispered, "this is gonna be the best show ever."

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