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(( Commission from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant )) Shawn let Marc's hands drop from around his face and fall to the mat. He let his elbow then dig into Marc's pecs as he grinned and slowly got him self up to his knees. Marc groaned in pain as Shawn's elbow pressed into his very tender pecs. Shawn then rolled Marc over to his stomach and sat on the small of Marc's back. Marc was in too much pain to resist. Shawn then leaned forward and grabbed Marc by the air and pulled him back enough to be able to grab his jawline. Marc's back radiated pain as it was bent backwards while Shawn was sitting on top of him. Marc groaned in agony as the back started to bend. Before Marc could support himself with his hands, Shawn locked Marc's arms next to his body with a body scissors. Shawn squeezed tightly using his legs as vise grips to crush the sides of Marc. Marc's groans turned to cries of pain as the back and sides were being assaulted. "The pain has only begun, asshole. You refused to admit I owned your ass, so now I will make it so unbearable you will be begging me to release you. You will wish you submitted earlier." Shawn continued to pull on the jawline of Marc increasing the pressure on his back. Marc tried his best not to cry out more, but could not contain his pain. "Yes! Cry you little bastard! Cry like the cub you are!" Shawn smile widely as he bent Marc back slowly and methodically. He knew the pain would rise and fall as the positions held and changed. He chuckled as Marc cried out in agony. "We're just getting started..." Shawn had Marc all the way back to his chest. Shawn looked down at Marc and smiled, "Enjoy your demise..." Shawn used his left arm to force Marc under his armpit and locked in a modified dragon sleeper cranking Marc's neck back on top of the back. Marc was smothered in Shawn's hairy pit. His nose and mouth were directly in the center as Shawn's bicep flexed and pushed on the side of Marc's head. Subjected to the mixed smell of sweat, testosterone, and natural odor, Marc started to gag. Shawn's pit hair was dripping sweat into his nose and mouth. The body heat from a long match radiated over his head. Shawn's sweat the side of his pecs rubbed onto Marc's face. After locking in the modified dragon sleeper, Shawn now locked down everything in the hold. The body scissors crushed Marc's sides of his torso and arms. The sleeper pulled his back far beyond normal means and Marc's neck was cranked far back. Pain soared through Marc's body. His cries of agony became screams of sheer pain that were muffled by the smothering pit. Shawn Sat back and flexed his right bicep smiling smugly with his eyes closed as he tortured Marc. "FFFUUAAAAAACCCCKKKKK!!!!! I SUBMIT!" Marc finally cried out in agony and pain while being smothered by Shawn's pit. Shawn looked down and demanded, "Say it!" "FUCK! SHAWN. YOU. OWN. ME! FFUUUUAAAAAACCCCCKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!!!!!"

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Wyatt felt Ethan's back give a little more under his weight and pressure. Wyatt knew Ethan was hurting but refused to give him any more than a groan when Wyatt repositioned himself or sat deeper into Ethan's back. With Ethan's back a tad softer, Wyatt decided it was time to soften the front of Ethan as well. By turning his torso and timing it just right, Wyatt was able to drop Ethan's legs to the mat and stay on Ethan grabbing him by the neck. From there, it was sheer strength combined with power to force Ethan up into a sitting position where Wyatt then forced Ethan's head back into a dragon sleeper. Wyatt chose to put Ethan's face square into his armpit instead of locking it in at the neck. He knew this show of force would mark a strong display of dominance that, with the dragon sleeper focused on Ethan's face, would add a high degree of humiliation to The Alpha at this juncture of the fight.  Ethan tried his best to resist and fight back against Wyatt as Wyatt powered him into the crab and now Wyatt was forcing him back into a dragon sleeper. Unfortunately, Ethan could not beat Wyatt's power and strength. As Ethan saw the underarm of Wyatt he knew immediately what he was in for. Ethan loved doing this to his opponent and Ethan figured it wasn't too awful since he shaved all his hair off except for his head, beard, and pubic hair which he kept trimmed. However, like his twin, Wyatt did not shave his underarm. As Ethan's head got closer he saw the ginger hair dripping with sweat and could start to smell the mixture of blood, sweat, testosterone, and pheromones combined together in that athletic musk of alpha manhood. As Wyatt clamped down on Ethan's head, Ethan jolted as the sweat and hairs smeared over his face. Wyatt had a lot of hair under his arm, even more than Ethan's twin brother. The heat of the underarm was intense as was the sweat. Ethan was thankful for small favors as Wyatt was highly hygienic and as such the musk was not the revolting smell that happened when dried sweat which bred bacteria combined with all the other things to create a vomit-inducing stench. Ethan was trying to think of a way out when suddenly he felt a deep pain bore into his abs. This was quickly followed by another. Ethan flexed as hard as he could as he knew Wyatt's strength and the punches that he felt here were deep and hard. Ethan could feel his abdominal walls stressing under the assault. He willed them to stay hard but could feel them start to soften. He then felt the punches pierce deeply into his pectoral muscles. He felt the muscle in his pecs begins to soften under the relentless assault of Wyatt. Ethan was helpless as his face was stuck under Wyatt's pit leaving his upper body completely vulnerable to assault. After a few more punches made their deep mark, Ethan felt his left pectoral muscle begin to be torn apart as Wyatt dug in a massive pectoral claw. Ethan arched his head which unfortunately for Ethan put it deeper into Wyatt's pit as Wyatt's claw dug deep into his muscle tearing it at the fibers. Ethan gripped Wyatt's hand with both of his and tried to pull the massive hand off of his pec. Ethan also started kicking on the mat as he dealt with the pain. Wyatt grinned. He reveled in the pain he unleashed. In his mind, this pain was nothing compared to the pain Ethan had caused before. With a flash of the memory popping back in Wyatt's mind, Wyatt swore Ethan would know even worse pain than now before he was through with him.

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(( Commission from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant )) "AAAAHHHHHHRRRRGGGGUUUHHhhhh......!" came the howl of pain that quickly turned into a muffled moan as Damion forced William into a camel clutch that bent William back far more than anyone typically had scene while at the same time muffling the cowboy with a dragon sleeper that put William's face directly into Damion armpit. Cameras snapped as the cowboy's neck was tightly stretched showing off the muscle of that the cowboy had as well as his adam's apple that moved up and down as he gasped for air. Damion squatted low and compressed himself together in order to increase the pressure on the cowboy and lock in both holds. William could feel the powerful hard pecs of Damion press against his shoulder blade and triceps. Damion could feel William's left triceps flex as he tried to find a way out of this hold. Sweat glistened off William's neck, shoulders, and pecs as they were stretched and forcefully put on display by his opponent. William's abs stretched and strained as the worked to help support William and bring in as much air as they could.  Damion smiled as he finished locking in both holds on the cowboy. He felt William squirm under his armpit and reveled in the indignity of the hold. "Tap," Damion taunted to William. William said something in a muffled sound but no one, not even Damion could really hear him. No tap came. William was thankfully surprised at how dry Damion was even under his arms. His foe hadn't really broken out in a sweat. While William was thankful at this particular moment, it also pissed him off because it meant that Damion was even exerting himself that much. It meant that Damion was dominating and humiliating him while at the same time taking it easy. That realization almost made William tap to end the fight. However, he was the champion. For 10 years he had seen challengers come and go. While he had lost some fights, he had always come back to claim what was his. He would not let some wanderer take his title away. He would not tap, he would force Damion to knock him out. 

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[thegoofyfanaticus]

Merry Christmas! Hope your holiday season is full of wrestling fun.

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(( Commission from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant )) Shawn grinned the more Marc struggled. He knew Marc was wearing himself out with each escape attempt. Shawn eased on the choke hold, but did not let up enough for Marc to escape. Instead, Shawn let up so Marc wouldn't go out cold. When he knew Marc was weak, but not out, Shawn released his choke while maintaining his control with the scissors. He pushed Marc up into a seated position. With Marc nearly choked out, it was a simple task. Shawn kept his scissors on Marc's torso to keep Marc from getting any deep breaths into his lungs. After getting Marc upright, Shawn slowly wrapped his right arm around the front of Marc's neck and pulled Marc's head back into a dragon sleeper. Shawn left arm released Marc's hooked arm and rested on Marc's massive left pec. Shawn then moved his legs down near Marc's calves. "Alright, big guy. Time for some fucking payback for that bearhug shock. I think you'll like this one better." Using his powerful legs, Shawn quickly and abruptly split Marc's legs wide open. Marc was made to do the splits unwillingly and unknowingly. The shock of pain that went through Marc's body was intense as his groin was split wide open. "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! FFFFUUUUCCCCKKKKK!" yelled Marc as he was snapped awake by the splits. Marc's awareness kicked in and he tried to break free but Shawn locked in the dragon sleeper nice and tight. Marc's arms instinctively splayed out as he arched in pain. Marc gargled and choked on his own spit as Shawn's bicep flexed into his neck. Marc could feel the warmth of Shawn's underarm and the sweat of Shawn's pit cover his neck. Marc's eyes grew wide in panic as all he could see was the ceiling. "What the FUAAAAAAAHHHH!" Marc called out in agony as Shawn added a deep pec claw to Marc's left pec. "Time to break you down and make you my playtoy," Shawn grinned as he released his pec claw and patted Marc's pec with his left hand. "So big, so powerful, so perfect to destroy!" Shawn mockingly said as he reapplied his pec claw. "Where's your fucking bravado now?" Shawn taunted as he dug deep into Marc's pec. Shawn followed that up with some devastating hammer strikes to Marc's pecs as well. With each strike, Shawn could feel the once might hard pecs of Marc weaken and soften. It did not take long before Marc could offer no defense in the assault on his pecs. "Now for your vaunted abs," Shawn grinned as his left hand punched straight into the side of Marc's abs. Shawn could feel Marc recoil under his arm, but Shawn also knew Marc was stuck. His legs were trapped; his body was trapped. Shawn could wear away at his abs and choke Marc to the point of knocking him out again. Soon Marc's abs and pecs would be soft and mushy. Shawn was in complete control. 

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(2/2) Continuation... Ethan, on the other hand, continued to do all he could to get out of the pin. He managed to free his left arm and raise it high enough that his shoulder would be off the ground and above  Eric's left pectoral muscle so the pin would be incomplete. This allowed him to turn his body ever so slightly as to make Eric have to use all of his strength to finish the pin. Ethan then reached back with his left arm to try and punch, strike, pinch, or in someway cause Eric to break the hold, but since he could not see, but only feel, his hand flailed aimlessly. Ethan had shut his eyes as he went under Eric's arm, but he could feel the sweat and underarm hairs of Eric's right armpit brush against his face. He tried breathing through his mouth considering breathing through the nose meant directly inhaling sweat as well as smelling the sweaty musky mix of testosterone, phermones, and body spray. However, breathing through the mouth meant Eric's sweaty pit hair dangled into Ethan's mouth. Since neither was an appealing option to Ethan, he worked his lower his chin closer to his own neck so he had a small gap in which to breathe with his mouth open. While Ethan was repositioning his head so he could breathe without choking on sweat, Eric was trying to reposition his upper body to force Ethan's left shoulder to the floor and secure his pin. Ethan knew he had to think of something fast or Eric was going to pin him with his move.

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Third commission from the talented Gures1980

Continuation from Twin Match:

Eric tired of Ethan's bridge and decided that Ethan needed to enjoy not only the joys of his knee pit, but also the joys of his armpit. With one final pinch of the pectoral claw to hear his brother grunt, Eric quickly took his right hand and hammered it straight down into the bridged abs of his twin. Ethan, caught off guard by the quick assault, collapsed to the floor with a thud as all wind was knocked out of him. "Thought you'd like that surprise," Eric smirked as he released Ethan from his hold and looked at him laying there flat on the floor heaving for air. "Brah...ooooo......" was all Ethan could get out in a reply as his abs screamed in pain and he struggled to catch his breath. "You left the door wide open, bro," Eric reminded Ethan. "Now for the pin fall and a second win in a row for me." By this time, Eric had stood and was circling his twin brother like a lion ready to attack for the kill. A dazed Ethan could only wait to see what his brother had in store and pray that he delayed long enough for him to have some strength back to counter. Seemingly hearing his brother's thoughts about hoping for some time to regain strength, Eric stomped on his brother's abs with a quick right foot. Ethan's reactionary grunt and doubling over his stomach raised his head off the floor exactly as Eric wanted. Eric caught Ethan in a chokehold from behind with his right arm around Ethan's neck while the left hooked under Ethan's left shoulder to secure the grip of the choke. Eric was now kneeling behind Ethan pulling as tight as he could. Ethan instinctively brought his hands up to pull Eric's arm away from his neck. Having been stomped in the abs after having the wind knocked out of him, Ethan's pull offered no resistance to Eric's choke. With some grunts, Ethan tried to counter the choke, but eventually decided to conserve his energy by fitting in a hand under Eric's arm to give himself a passage for air. Eric saw what Ethan was doing and knew he had to think of another way to get Ethan in the position for a pin. Eric released the choke of his right arm. As Ethan's head and neck fell forward a little while Ethan coughed for air, Eric took his right forearm and did another hammer strike into Ethan's trapezius muscles right into the center mass between Ethan's shoulders. Ethan's involuntary reaction of the strike again gave Eric exactly what he wanted. With his right snaking around the front of Ethan's neck, Eric re-positioned himself to control Ethan from a slight angle. Eric hooked Ethan's left leg up as he moved Ethan into a modified cradle and dragon sleeper. Ethan tried desperately to arch or kick out, but he found he couldn't get any leverage. Eric rolled back to his side bringing Ethan's shoulders closer to the hardwood floor. "Your time is up, bro." Eric called to his twin as he used his leverage to bring Ethan's shoulder blades to the floor. Eric enjoyed seeing his twin bother squirm under the pressure of the hold. By having an identical twin, Eric could basically watch his own body react to every hold and move. Eric watched and smiled as Ethan's pecs tensed and worked in conjunction with his arms and abs. Ethan had a tad more definition in his abs and Eric watched in satisfaction as they stretched and tensed with every attempt Ethan made to counter the hold. Eric could feel Ethan's head move against the resistance of his own bicep and pectoral muscle as he tightened the dragon sleeper. It all happened so fast that Eric had not totally gotten Ethan's head clear to press against the neck, but Eric was actually glad about that since it gave Ethan exactly the same experience of being face first in an armpit. What brought an even bigger smile to Eric's face was the fact that he knew Ethan had to deal with a hairy pit while he himself dealt with Ethan's freshly shaved pit. (1/2)

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Commission from Gures1980

Ethan and Eric met after at the student union gym after their last respective classes for the day for some 1 on 1 basketball. As usual, the game got intense as both were highly athletic and highly competitive against each other. Eric had noticed that his twin brother had started shaving his chest, arms, and legs on a regular basis. After Eric bulled his way through to a layup on Ethan by barreling into the clean-shaven twin's chest with his shoulder, Eric passed Ethan the basketball directly into the chest with a grin, "Now we know shaving makes you weaker, eh bro?" Ethan shoved the ball back with both hands towards Eric's face, "Wanna back up that theory pansy?" Before Eric had a chance to respond, Ethan, who had already taken off his basketball shorts to reveal his gray mma compression shorts, charged Eric and wrapped him up in a textbook football tackle. Ethan drove Eric to the floor of the gym and the match was on. Eric was able to counter Ethan and escape the tackle take down. He looked at his twin with a mischievous grin, "It's on now, bro." He stripped off to his red mma compression shorts and took a shot at Ethan's legs. Eric took Ethan down and worked to get behind his twin for a headlock. His twin, however, had other plans. Ethan countered Eric and soon had his legs around Eric in a figure four and moved his right arm around the front of Eric's neck into a dragon sleeper. Eric was caught completely by surprise with the move and had no chance to counter. All Eric could do was grunt in protest in the hold as Ethan's massive legs squeezed against his lower abdominals. Since both had been going all out in basketball not but a few moments earlier, both were dripping with sweat. Eric's chin was locked into the sweaty pit of Ethan as Ethan tightened the sleeper with his bicep pinning the neck between his pectoral muscle and forearm. Eric had to keep his mouth tightly shut so he didn't choke on the sweat that smothered his face from the underarm of Ethan. Eric's nose has crushed against the tricep of his twin. With his mouth closed, Eric could only struggle to breath in through his nose which meant inhaling the scent of Ethan's pheromones: a mix of testosterone, sweat, and masculinity. While Eric struggled, he could feel the rock-solid muscles of Ethan's pecs flexing behind his neck; the hardened abs tense against his back; Ethan's bulge press in against his lower back as Ethan moved his hips to increase leverage of his figure four. As Ethan flexed his legs as tight as he could to squeeze just below his brother's abs, Ethan's arm flexed against the muscular neck of Eric as he attempted to put pressure on the artery and thereby sending Eric into a deep sleep, Eric's arm flailed in the air as he tried to find some leverage, but he could not find any. Finally, Eric's left hand came to rest on the firm deltoid muscle of his twin's right shoulder while his right arm stood raised in defiance of the attempt to cut off the flow of oxygen to the brain. Eric's left hand tried to claw into the solid muscle in order to force some relief, but he could not find the nerve. Ethan's left hand slowly began its assault on the brother. It started with a claw right at the open defenseless left pectoral of Eric where the pectoral and armpit met. Ethan could feel his brother tense from the claw as Eric's left hand gripped the deltoid of Ethan as tightly as he could. Eric grunted gutturally at the pain. Ethan's hand released the pec claw and glided down slowly over the slightly hairy pec to the sternum and then down the sternum to the open and defenseless hairy abdominals of Eric. Ethan rubbed his hand over Eric's abs a couple of times. His fingers brushing through the sweat soaked hair that started to cover Eric abs, "Good to see you taking care of your core bro. Too bad they are not going to do you any good right now, eh?" Ethan patted his twin's defenseless abs feeling them tense and flex with each pat of his hand. Ethan clawed his hand and attacked Eric's lower abdominals with a deep ab claw, "So who's weaker now, bro?"

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As Eric felt the once tight rock-solid abs of his twin weaken and soften, he decided that he was going to make his brother tap out before finishing his revenge. Once Ethan was done crying out over the last claw Eric had struck deep into his abs, Eric released his twin and rolled him onto his stomach. Ethan curled up and grabbed his abdominals as a result of the level of pain he was in. Eric allowed the sly grin to turn into a wry smile as he straddled over his brother and with a single foot to the back, had Ethan lad out flat. From there, it was no trouble to lift his twin into a camel clutch. Ethan again tried to suppress the pain and not cry-out, but he could not. To this Eric chuckled calmly and coldly told his brother, "Time to muffle that cry before you wake the dead." With that, Eric lifted Ethan's head and locked it under his right arm in a dragon sleeper. Now Eric sat down on his brother with all his might gritting his teeth and he forced more pressure on Ethan's back, neck, and head. Ethan's cries were now muffled by the arm of his brother. With his free hand, Eric ran his fingers over the pectoral muscles of his brother than patted each one. "You were always so proud of these pecs," he chuckled. "Too bad they do you no good here and will be the reason you submit. Eric then applied a pectoral claw on the left pectoral muscle of Ethan. Spittle spewed from Ethan's mouth onto Eric's arm as he tried to call out. Ethan managed to free his right arm and desperately tried to force his brother to release the claw. His strength, however, was spent and Eric held on easily. Eric continued to press the back and neck while clawing at the pec. Ethan tried to move, tried to fight, tried to do anything, but found his brother's hold insurmountable. Eric looked over to his brother under his arm and whispered, "You know how to end this hold." He could feel Ethan's head shake no which only caused Eric to increase the pressure of the dragon sleeper as well as dig deeper with the pec claw. Ethan's free hand tried to claw Eric's arm away from his neck in complete desperation. Eric gritted his teeth and increase the pressure again, "Come on!" he murmured through his clenched teeth. Eric then felt what he wanted; Ethan tapped three times on his arm that was clawing away at Ethan's pectoral signaling his submission. Eric released the claw, but not the rest of the hold just yet. Ethan's free hand collapsed open to the ground. Eric knew Ethan was totally beaten. "There. That wasn't so hard now, was it?" Eric chuckled lightly as he released the dragon sleeper and watched Ethan collapse to the ground heaving for air. Render as part of my Patreon support for Ghostheat60 (www.patreon.com/ghostheat)

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Ethan struggled to get out of the abdominal stretch and, for a moment, looked like he was about to succeed. He had just got his feet clear and had himself upright to turn to face Eric, when he felt the hairy forearm of his twin wrap around the front of his neck and pull him backwards into a dragon sleeper. His upper body bent back displaying his tan washboard abs in a glorified stretch as his arms flailed around for something to grab onto. He could feel Eric bicep bulge into his neck as Eric flexed to tighten the hold. Ethan grimaced and groaned as his face was directly in the sweaty pit of his twin. Eric had locked the hold in a little better than Ethan had previously and now Ethan could do nothing but feel the sweaty armpit hairs on his face and smell the aroma of testosterone fueled sweat in his nose. With every arm flail, Eric moved his left arm to reposition the hold. He knew he had Ethan in a better spot for torturous fun. He may not get a knockout because the airway was still free, but Ethan would suffer and pay for the dragon hold he put on Eric before. Sweaty hair in your face was much better at humiliating a brother than a knockout. Eric looked down on his twin and readied his open hand for another painful claw. Render as part of my Patreon support for Ghostheat60 (www.patreon.com/ghostheat)

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From the control of the full nelson, Ethan forced Eric to his knees. "It's as I thought," he tauntingly called to his twin as he easily forced Eric's head back under his armpit and into a dragon sleeper. "All of your muscle is for show. You're a weak ass bitch. This is why I will always be the alpha and I will always own your sorry ass. Now it's time to go to sleep." Ethan locked in the hold with a sweaty cocky smile as Eric's arms flail around trying to find any way to break the hold of his twin. Eric tried to grab Ethan's shoulder with his left hand in a vain attempt to help with leverage, but with his head stuck under the sweaty armpit, he couldn't see. He missed and every time he missed; Ethan would crank his arms making the hold tighter. Eric knew the more he struggled, the quicker he would run out of air, so he conserved his movements and tried to think. The aroma of sweaty sandy armpit mixed with heightened testosterone made thinking difficult. His face was directly in the pit of his twin. Though clean shaven, the pit was still full of sweat and sand. Eric's nose was in just the right place where, if he inhaled through his nose, would inhale his brother's sweat. Concentrating on staying awake and moving his head slightly to get in small bits of air was all he could do to prevent from going out. Eric hated how horrible this hold was. Both twins always sweated profusely when working out. Fighting in the summer sun under a cloudless sky only made things worse. They both glistened with perspiration. Disgustingly some of the sweat from Ethan's underarm was getting directly into Eric's face. Eric prayed his brother would grow impatient and move on soon. Render as part of my Patreon support for Ghostheat60 (www.patreon.com/ghostheat)

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