Included after is an alternate ending.
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It was another hot summer night at the Muscle City Wrestling Federation. It was Monday night and a great many of the hard-working, blue-collar men from across the world were at home enjoying the newest episode of the federation's popular spin-off series: Bare-Ass Wrestling.
With their bellies filled with hot food, their work jeans kicked off, and their cold cans of beer freshly cracked open, they put their feet up and settled down for a night of pro wrestling action.
Mack McDougal, a construction worker from the metropolis, stood in the ring opposite the hulking Australian wrestler known simply as Goliath. The two men had entered the spotlights wearing nothing covering their bodies, save for Mack's trademark hard hat, thick gloves, and rugged boots. Fans all across the arena roared for their appearances. Mack hadn't been a wrestler long, having only done battle with Alexi Volkov in his introductory match and two matches against Mr. Dreamboat (Mack's second win) and Ryan Dermot (Mack's first loss).
Goliath raised his arms in a double bicep pose as he strutted down the aisle and into the ring. His fans called out his praises and stared wantingly at his nude body, glistening with posing oil. The big Australian was a seasoned wrestler and his tag team partner was none other than Gorilla George Brogan, the current World Heavyweight Champion.
Like most of the Bare-Ass Wrestling matches, this one had sex stakes attached and no referee to get in the way of the action. Only when one man had submitted to his opponent was it all over. Their glutes clenched and flexing, neither man wanted to give up his ass to the other. Goliath stared down at the smaller wrestler and a low chuckle escaped his grinning lips.
"Want to give up now, little man? Save yerself some slammin' and groanin'?" Goliath asked in his deep voice, thick with an Aussie accent. He scratched at his groin and added, "Don't worry, this cock feels damn good in tight holes like yers."
"Ya don't scare me none, big boy!" Mack retorted, bouncing his pecs for added intimidation. "I'm gonna have you squealin' my name when I get my hands on ya!"
DING! DING! DING!
The bell suddenly rang and the match was on!
Mack moved quickly, slapping his body against Goliath's to catch the big man off guard. He brought his arms around Goliath's torso, holding on tight as he pushed with all his strength to bring the Aussie down to the mat.
Mack was used to handling massive, heavy objects, and he considered Goliath no different as he forced the titanic wrestler down! Goliath's eyes grew wide and his expression turned to fright as the smaller wrestler managed to shatter his steady footing and topple him to the mat!
The construction-worker-turned-wrestler was quick to seize the opportunity. He dropped his leg on Goliath's gut, winding the titanic man.
Before his foe could get up, Mack wrapped his legs around Goliath's thick arm. He slowly pulled back on the Aussie powerhouse's muscular arm, intensifying the pressure.
"Give up, big boy!" Mack shouted over Goliath's roars of protest. "Mack's got ya now!"
Ready to be done with this unworthy challenge, Mack began climbing up the red corner until he reached the top. He turned around and raised his fists high, yelling to the roaring crowd, "I'm sendin' this jobber packin' and back to Kangaroo Land!"
Goliath was stunned and dazed, lying still on the mat and moaning. He'd believed this rookie to be nothing of a competitor in the ring and was paying the price of his arrogance. He gazed up at the hot lights that shined from above and watched them swirl in his double vision.
