You’ve worked at a small wrestling business on the northern cali side for about 5 months. No not as wrestler you basically were just the person that made sure lights were working fine, audio from the speakers came out and fixed the ring if it was looking wonky. To put it short you’re basically a mechanic but it paid well. Never got any complaints or made any enemies…..until last week.
“(Y/N)! Got those lights working?” You perk your head up from one of the lights you were working on after hearing your boss call out to you.
“Yes sir! Just finished one of them now”
“Good! Good! People we gotta make sure everything is perfect! We got bloodline members coming in for a show tomorrow!”
Your boss continued on his way shouting, making sure all his employees made everything in there perfect for the two Samoan dynasty members.
I roll your eyes as you put the finished light back up. You didn’t care that much for them, all it was to you was nepotism with the word yeet slapped on it. You feel a nudge in your side you look over to see a buddy of yours with a grin on his face.
“Whats with the look (Y/N)? You don’t want the nepo-babies coming through here?”
“Awww come on, it might be fun having them here..besides don’t you have that screen shot of rikishi’s ass on you-“
I stuff a cloth into my friends mouth trying to make him quiet down. It was true you did..uh…fiddle with your fun maker every now and then to rikishi, jimmy, jey etc but that didn’t change my mind about the whole bloodline.
“Hey shut that hole in your face!…nobody needs to know about my private life. Besides me jerking off doesn’t equal me changing my opinion on them”
Your friend coughed up the cloth while laughing. Your reaction was priceless.
“Whatever broski, but come on you might like them being here. Who knows you might get one of those stinkfaces” he said while walking away still with that grin on his face. I feel my face get hot at the thought of getting a stinkface. To have those big aged cheeks on your face. I can feel a little drool pool at the side of my mouth.
With instinct I wipe off the dribble as my boss yelled for me. I make my way over to the music area to see what the fuss was about.
“This damn theme music isn’t playing right, didn’t you say you fixed it earlier?!”
He was right you did fix it earlier buuut that system was about 25 years old at most. Most of the knobs weren’t there, some of amp holes were cracked on the side and the wires…the wires had mold on it?? wtf?? However I still somehow made it work for a couple years but I think it’s time was up.
“S-sir I did, but some of the wires aren’t-“
“Wires?? Some damn wires are getting you stuck?! I thought you were the best employee I had”
I ball up my fist slightly. Ultimately I wanted to shout at him that this system is old as dirt and we needed a new one but boss is cheapskate and yelling wouldn’t do anything but damper your pay.
“I’ll look at it again..I won’t let you down”
He nods off at you walking away to annoy more employees. I started to work back getting the music right by taking some of the old wires and adding some new ones. I tested the sound and….it was perfect? No loud pitches in random places meant it was fine so you left it at that.
Tomorrow came and the building was packed. Cars in the lot, cars on the side of the road, cars parked at different stores just so they could see some bloodline action. Every employee, including yourself, dressed professionally….well just a pitch black shirt with your company logo and some jeans. It was a full house to the brim. You sat over at the music station scrolling through your phone until your boss’s voice rang through your ear. Damn what did he want now?
“Your gonna have to fill in for the referee”
Your boss stepped back from your yelling. You’ve never been in the spot light. Hell you’ve worked only on spot lights and other shit. You didn’t know how or what to do in that ring.
“Simmer down kid, it’s like playing pretend. If it looks like it’s getting rough break it up and if one of them is pinned just do the count simple! Now put this on”
He shoves the striped shirt and black pants to you and walked off. You nervously looked at the fit with beads of sweat dripping on it. I have no idea why I was getting myself into at all and hoped it was gonna be a one time thing.
You stood in the bathroom, referee fit on and hands trembling on each side of the sink this building had. You had to go out there but you couldn’t. All those eyes staring at me and the shouting my god how were you gonna do this. I snap out of it when I hear the door open and to your utter shock it was thamiko and he looked…well like he really had to drop a load. Even with his face grimacing with a need for a toilet you couldn’t lie homie was handsome. That chiseled jawline, those muscles and those eyes hazel-brown eyes. His gaze shifted a little to focus on you and I jumped slightly.
He was quite intimidating with those fierce eyes and that jaw line. He sensed you were nervous so he softened the his gaze to show you he wasn’t a threat.
“Oh? Hey sorry for spooking ya just gotta….take care of some business ya know?”
Thamiko said chuckling to break the atmosphere. You give a small chuckle back until a low growling noise. Thamiko pats his stomach down quickly like he was trying to calm it down until a high pitch airy noise filled the bathroom.
You see him blush and look over in shame. He had to go and I mean “go”. Being an emphatic person you started make him not feel bad.
“O-oh! Better out than in my grandma always said” I say with a forced sounding chuckle to at least make him feel better. Which it did…he gave a small laugh back to me before stepping inside the bathroom to do his business. Before he stepped into the stall he looked at me and I jump slightly because of those eyes.
“Umm….are you sure you wanna still be in here. Gonna blow it up and its not gonna smell like tropical febreeze” Thamiko said jokingly. I snicker and leave the bathroom to give him his privacy. As I walk away I hear him lock the door and I could practically hear him quickly sit in the toilet. Fuck did he even pull down his trunks? But it did make me curious on what that ass of his sounded like.
Holy shit I wasn’t even close to the door and I could hear him painting that toilet brown.
Fuck….those farts a quite wet and sloppy for someone who didn’t have a big ol ass like his pops. Well I did take a peek at it and lemme say this it was quite perky and musclely. Maybe a little to no fat but it looked nice.
“(Y/N)!!!! Where are ya??? We’re about to be on in 60 seconds!!!”
My boss breaks me away from my perv session
“Sir! I-I’m right here was just freshening up”
I say scrambling to where he was and oh boy I got an ear full about taking too long and to get my ass in the ring already.
I was doing great for the most part. I just played pretend like my boss said. Even though I hated that little annoying fuck he was right about this job. Hell most of the wrestlers weren’t even wrestling, for the most part it was just them bickering. It was a breeze until the final match.
I knew it was the final match because what do ya know they saved the bloodline best for last. Thamiko music began to play on the speakers, shittly, but people could hear it. Thamiko comes out body glazed, his brown hair wet from water it was looking at a work of art. Damn he looked good and to top it off he looked just like his father with that strong look on his face. He walks to the ring and I I feel a knot in my throat like…something was gonna happen to me.
Thamiko reached the ring doing his poses to the crowd. As he finished doing his poses I look over him to see if the other wrestler was supposed to come. To my shock there was no other wrestler coming. That knot started to get bigger especially when I noticed thamiko was looking at you straight in my eye like wolf to a bunny.
“Oh looks like the ref didn’t get the memo…your my opponent jabroni”
Remember that lump I told you all about that was in my throat yea it practically dropped into my stomach when I heard those words. Thamiko steps forward and I throw my hands up to create some space.
“W-wait! WAIT! This wasn’t in the script??? Was it???”
Thamiko looked at me a sly grin appears on his chiseled face. “ you right it’s not buuuutttt it is now” and without warning his gripped my shirt. I could feel myself getting lifted off the ground and my I started to panic.
“H-hey! Put me down! Help! HELLLPP!!”
“Oh ya want down? Ok” Thamiko hangs me up in the air for a couple of seconds before practically launching me to the other side of the ring. The crowd cheers? I get up, my legs feeling like a newborn deer and search for the ring rope to pull myself up. Coincidentally I get back up near the corner of the ring and I look to the crowd to find any of my fellow employees to see if they can help me. I spot my best friend in the crowd and wave him down but all he does is mouth something to me
“Huh what? Turn around” I do as I was told and I see thamiko barreling towards me to give me a close-line to the corner. I didn’t even have time to react so that closeline felt like a force only bull could know. I drop to the floor as thamiko walked back to the middle of the ring to the sound of the crowd cheering him on. I lay there dazed hold my neck in pain.
“Do a stink face!!” A small child’s voice rings through the crowd which makes thamiko turn, just like his father, to me as I lie in stinkface position without realizing it.
“STINKFACE!STINKFACE!STINKFACE”
I started to get up after the terrifying realization that I was gonna be humiliated but I couldn’t get my arms up. I turn to see who was holding them back and lo and behold it was rikishi, thamiko pops.
“Come on ref…get some stank on ya face” The big shade wearing Samoan says with his cheeky gap toothed grin. Fuck he strong for an old guy Everytime I moved he didn’t even budge but that didn’t matter, escape wasn’t gonna be the plan right now as thamiko made his way over to me. The crowd got louder with each step right up until he was standing over me. Truth be told this was the horniest I’ve ever been but I couldn’t let nobody else know that.
“Hope you like what I was cooking in the toilet earlier~”
Without warning thamiko turns around, makes his trunks into a thong and stinks his ass right on my face. My nose was the first to catch scent of what he was “cooking”. It smelled awful just like shit, dookie shit. The smell started to get worst as started to shuffle his ass on my face spread it further into my nose.
His ass felt so soft but solid. Like a squishmellow with semi dry clay. I could even feel his butt hair tickle my nose. Hell I could’ve sworn I felt one drop into my mouth but that was out of the equation my nose was the main focus right now and oh boy did it get all the attention from his nice supple ass.
It felt like forever until he got off me and his dad let go. I roll over on my side gasping for air but my loins were on fire from that experience. My friend stood at the edge of the ring to where I rolled and gave me a smug grin
Before I could get up and out to tear him apart I feel a powerful hand on my shoulder. I gulp and look back to see the big booty man himself look at me. I could see behind his shade he had the same look his son gave me before giving me a stinkface.
I knew then my nose was gonna be filled with Samoan butt funk for a while….but at least I’d enjoy it.
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Whew….hey y’all this is the story I’ve been working on. Not sure why it took so long…no wait I know life! Anyways sorry if the perspectives are warped along with characters I stop and resume whenever I feel like working and forgor some of it lolololol. Enjoy and also I hope you enjoyed the gender neutral approach so everybody can enjoy!!!
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