The Slammer:
The Unfair Rematch
Jayden VS. Zagan
By Jimmy
Jayden
Upon re-entry into the gymnasium, Jayden hangs his head in shame
and despair. Moments before he had failed in his escape, and was brought back after
failing to get away from Bennet and the chasing pack. Thirteen enemy wrestlers chasing
down one Jayden left him in a precarious situation and one unfortunate slip was
enough to snuff out his bold escape attempt.
Hands bound behind his back, Jayden shuffles his feet forward
moving slowly. Step by step he brings himself closer to the unavoidable
conflict as his shoes along with the others surrounding him squeak and slosh on
the wooden floors when they get back inside. The rain, thunder and storm have
not let up and Jayden is forced to squint as the rain splashes his face and
dribbles down his body soaking him to the core. Getting inside is a welcome
reprieve for Jayden, as he drips muddy water onto the gymnasium floor and gives
himself a shake. Goose bumps cover his flesh, and Jayden shakes with bone cold
as he is led further into the gym his teeth rattling in his jaws.
Jayden’s socks are filled with water and every time he lifts his
foot up the squish of his toes in his wet socks makes him anxious as he peers
around the gym looking for another possible exit strategy before it’s too late
to do so.
The door swings shut, blocking out the wind, rain and thunder. It
should be peaceful and quiet, but the wrestlers joke and jostle as they gaze at
their bound captain Zagan Keller grinning meanly next to a wretched Jayden
Gomez.
Jayden is well built for his age but finds himself overshadowed by
the jacked seventeen year old Zagan Keller, also tied up at the wrists his
hunky muscles glimmering under the florescent lights of the gym. Jayden blinks
to clear the splatters of mud and his eyes focus in on a very familiar package suspended
between his enemy’s tree trunk like thighs. The rain has gripped Zagan’s
singlet even tighter, and his tattoos once hidden are now outlined in clearer details
swirling around his abdomen, his groin, and his chest that he could not see
before. The ferocious black dragon snarls above Zagan’s bulging genitals,
fiercely protecting his eggs, smoke fuming from its nostrils warning off any
assailant that might dare to mess with his prized processions. Jayden spots
Zagan’s semi rigid cock pointing down and running down his left leg, just like
his own except tip of Zagan’s member is covered in a long foreskin that tapers
to a point. It’s uncanny to Jayden how closely matched they are between the
legs. ‘The same length, same girth,
dang…even the balls!…what are the odds?’ Jayden thinks.
Pulled from his thoughts he spots a tripod being set-up with an
iPhone cradled in the holster.
“What are you doing?” Jayden’s voice is soft, a little squeaky and
he clears his throat as the guys laugh around him.
“Jayden, Jayden…you didn’t think we were the only ones going to
witness your downfall did you?” Zagan smiles, leers at him and gets so close to
his face Jayden thinks that he might kiss him as he lowers his upper body to
stare directly into his muddy brown eyes.
Jayden gulps and tries to step back but he is held in place by
Bennet, as he comes at him from the other side.
“We are going to make you a star.”