Date: Thu, 20 Jun 2002 14:36:26 -0700 (PDT)
From: James Patterson <matthardy20012002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Amateur Night

Disclaimer I:
This is a work of adult fiction dealing with
homosexual sex between consenting adult males.
If this is offensive to you, or you are underneath the
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municipality, please don't read it.

Disclaimer II:
This is a work of FICTION. That means it's not real.
It is meant to imply nothing about the actual
character or sexuality of the people involved. It's
only make-believe.
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Amateur Night

Kurt Angle stood in backstage, not listening to anything Vince McMahon was
telling him. He was off in space somewhere. Kurt didn't want to hear about
some new guy, he didn't care.

"Brock Lesnar is the best amateur wrestler I have ever seen," he heard come
from Vince's mouth and it brought him back down to earth.

"What did you say? Brock Lesnar is a better amateur wrestler than Kurt
Angle? I don't think so," Kurt said.

"Well, you might have to find that out for yourself," Vince said leaving
Kurt standing there.

Brock Lesnar walked through the door for the first time, hoping to have a
great future in the WWE. As he walked around backstage, he came across Kurt
Angle.

"You must be Brock Lesnar," Kurt said.

"I am," Brock said.

"Vince told me you where a better amateur wrestler than me, and I don't
believe it. I would like to challenge you right now, to a match. You
against me. What do you say?" Angle asked wanted to prove himself to be the
better man.

"I accept that challenge," Brock said grinning.

"Good. Meet me in the ring in ten minutes," Kurt said.

Kurt went to change into his singlet and also to go see Benoit.

"I need to you to come with the ring to me. Please," Angle said.

"Okay Kurt, you know I would do anything for ya. But what do you need me
for?" Chris asked curiously.

"Your going to be the judge for a match between myself and this new guy
Brock Lesnar," Kurt said pulling up the straps to his singlet and headed
for the door, Benoit following.

Ten minutes had passed. Kurt Angle and Brock Lesnar were now in the ring,
Chris Benoit on the outside watching. The match began and ended before it
really started. They locked up and Kurt caught Brock off guard and nailed
him to the ground getting the pin. Kurt got up and then kindly offered his
hand to help Brock up.

"Good match," Angle said. Brock didn't say anything, he just stared at
Kurt.

"Thanks Chris, you can go now," Kurt said. Benoit left ringside and started
going up the ramp. He looked back and saw the anger is Lesnar's eyes and
decided he would hide to make sure that nothing happened to Kurt.

Kurt started to make his way out of the ring, but Brock grabbed him and
pulled him back into the ring.

"I want a rematch," Lesnar demanded.

"Alright, you got it, but Benoit is gone, so it's just you and me," Kurt
said.

The two began wrestling again, this time it lasted awhile. Brock and Kurt
were rolling around in the ring trying to fight for power. However, for
Brock, dominating Kurt wasn't a problem at all, he just let Kurt think he
could win again. During this rolling around, Brock's dick became hard in
his singlet and it was definately noticeable. He couldn't help it, rolling
around with this stud was the best thing he had ever done. Kurt gained
control of the match for a little while, but then Lesnar decided to have
some fun. He put Angle in every position possible so that his own hard dick
was either in Kurt's face, or rubbing against his bubble butt. As Brock was
coming out of one of his moves, his hand brushed against Kurt's crotch and
he felt Kurt's erection. Brock was glad to know that he wasn't the only one
enjoying this a little more than they should. In the end of the match,
Brock won it by nailing Kurt with a suplex. After the match was over, Kurt
pulled down the straps for his singlet, as did Brock, because they were
both really hot.

Brock forcefully brought Kurt down to the ground and pinned Kurt's arms to
the mat with his knees. He pulled down the front of his singlet, letting
his hard dick fly out. Kurt tried to struggle, but he couldn't resist, he
wanted Brock. That and the fact that Brock was way too strong for him.

Brock grabbed his hard meat in his hand and smacked Kurt in the face with
it a couple times before he inserted it into Kurt's warm, wet mouth. Kurt
fit as much as he could in his mouth and sucked on it like a pro. But that
wasn't enough for Brock. He grabbed a fistful of Kurt's hair and pushed him
down on his dick. Brock's dick went down into Kurt's throat choking him,
but there wasn't anything Kurt could do, he was being totally dominated by
this monster. Brock grunted in utter pleasure. Angle tried to speak but he
couldn't, Brock's dick was to far down his throat. The only thing Kurt had
done was sent vibrations through Lesnar's dick.

"What was that, did you need to say something," Brock said removing his
dick from Kurt's mouth and slapping him with it.

Kurt didn't say anything he just nodded his head signifying no.

"Make a wrong move and I'll kick your ass," Brock demanded as he got off
Kurt's arms. Then

Lesnar got back down to the mat and got in the position to do
push-ups. However, he had his dick lined up perfectly with Kurt's mouth. He
began doing push-ups, one by one, slowly and each time he went down, his
dick went right in Kurt's open and willing mouth. Kurt say up a little, to
try and get more of Brock's thick cock in his mouth, but Brock pushed him
back down with one of his hands. Precum began oozing out of Brock's tool
and he grabbed his dick and rubbed it all over Kurt's face before
continuing his push-ups. Brock's balls were tightening against his body in
arousal and he knew it wouldn't be long before he exploded, however, there
was one more thing that he needed to do before he came.

Brock stood up and got behind Kurt.

"Got on your hands and knees," he demanded in his deep voice. Kurt did as
he was told and got on his hands and knees knowing what was going to happen
next. Brock then literally ripped off Kurts singlet, throwing the ripped
material out of the ring, exposing Kurt's thong. Brock then ripped that off
as well. Brock peeled off his singlet completely and stepped out of it,
throwing it into the corner. He got on his knees behind Kurt and positioned
himself perfectly. Without any lube, besides saliva from Kurt's sucking,
Brock began pushing his cock into Angle's tight hole.

"AHHHHHHHHH," Kurt yelled in pain, tears beginning to form in his
eyes. Brock wasted no time working his dick all the way into Kurt's hole
and pumping away furiously. Lesnar was having no mercy on Kurt or his ass
for that matter. He was tearing Kurt's ass up and furiously.

Once Kurt got used to the massive dick in his ass, he began to enjoy it. He
wrapped his hand around his rock hard dick and stroked away, that is until
Brock noticed what was going on.

"No Kurt, there won't be any of that," Brock said grapping both of Kurt's
hands and holding them behind his back with only one of his massive
hands. Brock continued the furiously assault on Angle's ass and then
decided to hurt Kurt some more. With his free hand, Lesnar began to slap
Kurt's ass after every few thrusts. This recieved a lot of yelling and
screaming from Kurt, but that only made Brock do it more, and it turned him
on even more.

By the time Lesnar was ready to explode, Kurt's ass was red all over from
the getting slapped over and over again. Brock pulled out of Kurt's ass and
told Kurt to lay on his back. Angle did as he was told and lay down on his
back.

"Now you can stroke your dick, bitch," Brock said deeply, and with a
grin. Kurt didn't waste any time. He grabbed his dick in his right hand and
stroked it rapidly. In a matter of seconds, he came all over the
place. Some shooting up to his face, some shooting on his chest and some on
his stomach.

Having just witnessed this gorgeous man cumming all over himself, Brock
came next.

"UGGHHHHHH," he growled as the cum shot out of his dick and went all over
Kurt's body. Recovering all the spots that Kurt had came on, and covering
some new spots. He even came in Kurt's lightly hairy pubes as well as
Kurt's belly button.

When Lesnar finished cumming all over Kurt he stood up and without saying a
word, put his singlet back on and jumped outside the ring. He bent down and
picked up Kurt's torn singlet and thong and tossing them back in the ring,
near Kurt. Brock then walked up the ramp. Then he turned around to see Kurt
still laying there, covered in cum.

"Hey Kurt," he called. "I am the better man."