Kirk Donahue: 5'10, 170 lbs
Kirk roars and Ty whimpers as his opponent looks about to pop his head right off his thick shoulders
Fighting through the pain, Ty's wedgie exposes the cheeks that stole his title of "Best Butt"
Kirk's lean, luscious body writhes in pain for our pleasure in a bid to arch free of the full nelson
Backing his flagging foe into the corner, Ty seems to feed on Kirk's fear and agony
Is this it? Has Kirk done it? He stands tall, flexing victoriously over a laid-out, ko'd Alexander
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Dog Eat Dog
They circle each other tentatively. Ty has thick shoulders, arms, and thighs on his side. His face, though, expresses lack of confidence, a weakness Kirk could pounce on murderously - if this were not several years ago when both these BG East fan favorites were but babyface superstars. After turning heel, Kirk became more and more self-assured in his ability to take on challengers of all makes and sizes. Already here he tightens his lips and bounces from one foot to the other, arms stretched forward, ready to engage. Both men swoop to the middle of the ring, locking arms, eyes squinting as flesh slaps onto flesh. Emitting an animal-like growl, Ty buries Kirk's face against his left pec, grinning as he escalates the pressure of the side headlock.
"C'mon, Kirk, we got it!" Ty exclaims. Kirk braces his hands against Ty's chin and pushes, attempting escape. To prevent his opponent's escape, Ty must think fast, and he does, smashing Kirk's ears tighter and swatting the ring floor with the rest of Kirk's gangling body. Stretched out on the floor, he cranks a tighter hold on Donahue's head. "Wha-cha got, little man?" Self-confidence swelling, he dares Kirk to do something about this unprepared-for situation. Each jerk of an arm pops one of Donahue's neck bones. For Kirk, all these sounds seem like they're under water. He hears Ty's heart pounding against one ear. Ty leans into Kirk's body, lifting his opponent's head and grinding it against Alexander's ribcage. It's humiliation like this that will later spur the emergence of Kirk's Superheel side. But not yet.
In retaliation, Kirk scissors Ty's head between his knees and brings it down hard on the mat. Ty's whole body flails, boots helplessly pounding the floor. Ty rasps, arching his body. Kirk arches, too, adding pressure to the trapped head. Continuing this display of pure athletic pro, Ty uses his arms to push Kirk's legs apart, allowing escape. In seconds, he flips Kirk over onto his belly and secures a tight Boston crab hold, perhaps the tightest and most painful backlock this BGEast ring has ever witnessed. To save himself, Donahue crawls to the ropes, grabbing the bottom rope like it's a lifeline. Donahue rolls as far away from Alexander as he can. Both men rub their aching joints and once again circle each other like a couple of alley cats, their sportsmanlike behavior evaporating in the fog of sweat...
Babyfaces reach their limits, hinting at future turns. Kirk Donahue is not merciful. He crashes into Alexander, takes him down to the mat, locks Ty's left foot between his thighs, and pulls it in jerks as if yanking a stump from dry ground. Ty is likewise unmerciful. He grabs Kirk's head and locks it in his armpit as his left hand clutches the prominent mound of highly sensitive flesh and squeezes. He twists it as if juicing an orange. A shudder runs down the full length of Kirk's body. Even more humiliating, Kirk sobs like a kid getting whipped. He thrusts through the pain and frees himself, bracing his knees against the sides of Ty's head, clawing the guy's stomach. Ty roars and pulls Kirk's sparkling trunks up between his butt cheeks. Both men scream like animals, out of fear, out of pain, out of rage.
Violence escalates, as the now brazenly vicious fighters show no mercy or humanity in a hint of what these babyfaces can be driven to given the right opponent. Every illegal tactic â?? hair pulling, head butting, total disregard for the rules of fair play â?? is introduced in a dog-eat-dog attempt to tear the other guy limb from limb. BG East has balls, folks, and these two fighters cut their teeth here, stepping into the ring against the best wrestlers not just in-house, but also from professional leagues and, literally, parts unknown. The unexpected savagery of this match is the more intoxicating because it trespasses every rule of the fight world. Few, maybe no underground wrestling sites go this deeply into the dark side of lurking within the babyface behavior when rage takes hold. As this match takes hold of its viewers, expect fan hard-ons for miles.
Flung backfirst into the buckles, Ty is unable to defend himself against the follow-up clothesline
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Those award-winning assets on display, Kirk gets cranked and rolled up for a humbling pin
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Stop the steal! Ty makes his case with a stinkface for why the vote was rigged in 2022's Best Butt
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Ty's thick thighs clamp down tightly on Kirk's lean midsection in a rib-crushing bodyscissors
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Kirk makes sure Ty's head doesn't get too big with an inverted headlock and inventive leg armbar
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Ty's quads continue to massacre Donahue's skull in a humiliating, taunting, controlling headscissors
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Ty Alexander: 5'7, 170 lbs
Ty and Kirk come face to face, the babyface brawl we've all been dreaming about is finally here!
Ty gets his head cranked back over Kirk's knee as he works his spine from behind
Kirk gets a faceful of pit as Ty gets a grip on BGEast's King of the Bulge with an inverted headlock
Trapped facedown on the mats, Ty is leglocked and armbarred with absolutely no fucking where to go
Somehow camel clutches feel good in a place like this... Ty chokes the life out of his challenger
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