Post by lukesavage on Aug 30, 2008 1:13:43 GMT -5
Luke Savage: I can't fucking believe they did this shit to me!!!! I can't believe this!! The "Porn God," undefeated in singles competition, now forced to take part in a tag team match. Forced not only to do that, but to team up with the likes of Justin Dork! I work alone! As a tag team, I have no advantage! You know what, get off of me!!!
(A Naked Female, not Tiffany, she is running the camera, stops bouncing up and down, as Luke rises, gets dressed, and then leaves her frustrated and still pretty horny. She pouts as we fade to Luke walking away.)
You know something is wrong when I don't finish the fuck session. I can't focus. I can't do shit right. I mean, the chicks are cumming and all, but I haven't gotten off in a damn week!!! Impossible! I gotta do something, anything. I have to prepare for the fight of my life, and then go Peter North on some chick.
(Luke is now in his car, Tiffany is still running the camera for the promo.....)
So, my match ain't the Main Event. Hell to make maters worse Tiffany volunteered me for this match, all because I tried to fuck her and couldn't bust a nut and giuve her the secret sauce. So? She needs sex, I know she does, that's why she's been fucking bitchy lately. Don't get me wrong now, I like the fire, independence and all of that, but damn I just can't finish the job here lately. Maybe she likes when I give her attention, wasn't that mean to me when I was head over heels for her and busting a nut each and everytime we went at it. See, that's why women are the ultimate good and evil on this earth. Get mad when you try to holla at them, and get even madder when you stop trying because when you did try, she told you no. I get plenty women, more than the enture TWD roster combined no doubt, but I'm just saying.
(Luke is at home)
To prove to you the flat out dominance of my sexuality, check this out...
(Luke goes to his bedroom, and opens his closet. He pulls a hanger, and the back wall of said closet opens up to display a MASSIVE collection of videotapes organized into shelves. He motions the cameraman over to one shelf...)
You see this? Count how many tapes you see...
(Time speeds up)
How many did you get?
"90."
90 tapes huh? You know what those tapes are? The blowjobs I got last 2 and a half months. I lost the one with Mariah Carey though, it was before Nick Cannon ran off to the islands with her and they came back a "happy" couple. Yeah, that's not even the tip of the iceberg, and I don't drink Red Bull all day to keep up my stamina. All natural. Hell, I don't even have to step foot into a weight room because of what I do on average 2.5 times every 36 hours. That's girls for the less informed. Walk with me.
Now, this particular wall is my scouting tapes of opponents. Notice they are in alphabetical order. Now, let's see I will need Adam Young, Andrew young and Justin Dork. Now, let's go check these peeps out.
(Luke is in his den, watching each video on a split screen.)
Notice the anger in Adam's style, the violence. He likes to make things a brawl, then go all out with his finisher. I have to watch him because his aggressiveness and history are his strengths. But, with strengths comes weaknesses. This means, being overpowered, prone to mistakes due to blind rage.
I like to watch Andrew go at it. He is extremely sound, and quite crisp with his moves. Andrew is a bit erratic though, with his pill popping moments. He also brings some power to the ring with him, and I gotta watch out for that, because I am the finesse type, flashy, sudden, things like that. The Youngs have to be right at home in this environment though. Their fragile mental state will do me good. Damn, this is gonna be hard.
Now, my partner, Justin Dork. He's part of the little stable I am in with Luger and the rest of these misfits. Don't have a whiole lot of tape of him other than that sham of a match we had against one another to decide which of us would join Luger's stable. As it is, I see myself losing this match. All I have going for me is that I am the champion on the pron screen and undefeatedin the ring so far. Unfortunately, as long as I have this super load in my nuts, I'll never be purely ready.
Fuck that, I gotta cum on somebody, but who?
Ah....I've got it!!!!
(Luke places a few phone calls, and gives out directions to his house. A few minutes later, there is a knock at the door, which Luke opens to find...)
Andrea, Shannon, Brandy, Jacqueline!! How are my favorite oil wresting divas?
Girls: Fine.
That's nice, check this out. Since you guys did such a fabulous job helping me prepare for the debut match a couple of weeks ago, I was hoping you could help me out for next week. See, I've got a tag-team match coming up, so I was wondering..............
(He huddles them up close and whisperes his request. If you don't know what it is, you've been under a rock. Shockingly, they all agree.)
So, it's settled then. All four of you cum before me and I win, if I cum first, I lose. You may do what you must to get ready.
(Luke turns to the camera and Tiffany with a smile on his face.)
Yeah, I have the training now!! Be back in, whenever.
(An ASSLOAD of time passes, and Luke stumbles out, hair slightly disheveled, topless, breathing heavily.)
Whoa......well, to beat my opponents, which I am doing right now. I gotta think like them, so, I've got something for them.
(Jacqueline comes out with a sheet around her body looking for Luke, thinking he's trying to quit. Tiffany points her towards the bathroom. As she walks through the hall, Luke jumps out from a hallway closet and tip toes behind her. She walks into the bathroom and checks herself in the mirror, and as she walks out Luke jumps her and tries to nail her to the floor, if you get my drift. She cums hard eventually and passes out.)
The spy-fuck I call it. Follow your target, and nail them when they least expect it, as long as it's consensual. One down, three to go. I think I'll try a similar, no homo plan for Ryans.
(Luke grabs his towel, and waits. Shannon walks out and sees a passed out, sexed-up Jacqueline and smirks. Luke then out of nowhere roughly pins her up against the wall, and takes some of the longest, hardest thrusts you'll ever hear. Shannon tries to hold it in, but as Luke goes "Rick Rude" with the Jackhammer-like force of the thrusts, she can't contain herself. She collapses in Luke's arms in a sex-coma.)
If Rough Sex = Orgasm for Shannon, then Rough wreslting = L for the Young boys. They'll be getting a taste of their own medicine, in the ring. Two down.
(It is daybreak now, and Brandy and Andrea have managed to keep themselves occupied with each other, as Brandy sleeps, Andrea goes to her purse, and takes out some pills. What she doesn't know is that Luke sees her, and asks Tiffany for a pill as well)
Babe give me "the pill."
(Tiffany shakes her head no, after waking up groggily. Luke then decides to strong-arm the pills from her. Turns out, they are Viagra. Luke bites one pill in half, and takes one of the pieces. He plays with his package until it gets hard, and sneaks up behind Andrea with a look of "Gotcha" on his face. You can probably guess what happens next, but for the nosy, he uses a modified Reverse Cowgirl position on Andrea to get the job done. How is it modified? He bends her legs similar to a Boston Crab, putting more stimulation on the clitoris.)
Oh shit.....one more. Note to self, get a sponsorship from Viagra because this shit is the bomb!
(He goes into his bed room, and after about 20 minutes of boom-boom, he walks out, holding his member at the top trying not to explode.)
I can't do it man.. I don't have the energy. I can't do it.
(Tiffany then tosses Luke a small silver 8.3 ounce can of Red Bull. Luke looks at it, and at Tiffany.)
Tiffany: Just chug it so I can get some sleep and hopefully you will bust a nut and then I can get some satisfaction from you. All this sex is making me jealous."
(Luke chugs it, and his eyes grow wide. He smiles, and walks back into his room determined. After about 2 hours of earth-shattering noise. Luke stumbles out, smiling. He gives the thumbs up sign.)
That's all four of them.......she even got a chili dog. You know I quit doing that shit because shit stinks, but all of the negatives aside, it's quite an accomplishment.
(He lines all of the women up on his bed, and amazingly they are all sexed-out still. He jacks off for a few minutes, and DRENCHES the females, his bed, and even parts of the wall with secret sauce. One stream of it happens to hit a picture of Tiffany on said wall. He gingrely walks to his den, towel around his waist.)
I'll clean that up, tomorrow...
Now, I've ran the Gauntlet, and their is only one standing. Me. Luke "The Porn God" Savage. The Best Damn TWD wrestler that has yet to get his shot at stardom!
(Savage passes out on the couch, as the scene fades.)
(A Naked Female, not Tiffany, she is running the camera, stops bouncing up and down, as Luke rises, gets dressed, and then leaves her frustrated and still pretty horny. She pouts as we fade to Luke walking away.)
You know something is wrong when I don't finish the fuck session. I can't focus. I can't do shit right. I mean, the chicks are cumming and all, but I haven't gotten off in a damn week!!! Impossible! I gotta do something, anything. I have to prepare for the fight of my life, and then go Peter North on some chick.
(Luke is now in his car, Tiffany is still running the camera for the promo.....)
So, my match ain't the Main Event. Hell to make maters worse Tiffany volunteered me for this match, all because I tried to fuck her and couldn't bust a nut and giuve her the secret sauce. So? She needs sex, I know she does, that's why she's been fucking bitchy lately. Don't get me wrong now, I like the fire, independence and all of that, but damn I just can't finish the job here lately. Maybe she likes when I give her attention, wasn't that mean to me when I was head over heels for her and busting a nut each and everytime we went at it. See, that's why women are the ultimate good and evil on this earth. Get mad when you try to holla at them, and get even madder when you stop trying because when you did try, she told you no. I get plenty women, more than the enture TWD roster combined no doubt, but I'm just saying.
(Luke is at home)
To prove to you the flat out dominance of my sexuality, check this out...
(Luke goes to his bedroom, and opens his closet. He pulls a hanger, and the back wall of said closet opens up to display a MASSIVE collection of videotapes organized into shelves. He motions the cameraman over to one shelf...)
You see this? Count how many tapes you see...
(Time speeds up)
How many did you get?
"90."
90 tapes huh? You know what those tapes are? The blowjobs I got last 2 and a half months. I lost the one with Mariah Carey though, it was before Nick Cannon ran off to the islands with her and they came back a "happy" couple. Yeah, that's not even the tip of the iceberg, and I don't drink Red Bull all day to keep up my stamina. All natural. Hell, I don't even have to step foot into a weight room because of what I do on average 2.5 times every 36 hours. That's girls for the less informed. Walk with me.
Now, this particular wall is my scouting tapes of opponents. Notice they are in alphabetical order. Now, let's see I will need Adam Young, Andrew young and Justin Dork. Now, let's go check these peeps out.
(Luke is in his den, watching each video on a split screen.)
Notice the anger in Adam's style, the violence. He likes to make things a brawl, then go all out with his finisher. I have to watch him because his aggressiveness and history are his strengths. But, with strengths comes weaknesses. This means, being overpowered, prone to mistakes due to blind rage.
I like to watch Andrew go at it. He is extremely sound, and quite crisp with his moves. Andrew is a bit erratic though, with his pill popping moments. He also brings some power to the ring with him, and I gotta watch out for that, because I am the finesse type, flashy, sudden, things like that. The Youngs have to be right at home in this environment though. Their fragile mental state will do me good. Damn, this is gonna be hard.
Now, my partner, Justin Dork. He's part of the little stable I am in with Luger and the rest of these misfits. Don't have a whiole lot of tape of him other than that sham of a match we had against one another to decide which of us would join Luger's stable. As it is, I see myself losing this match. All I have going for me is that I am the champion on the pron screen and undefeatedin the ring so far. Unfortunately, as long as I have this super load in my nuts, I'll never be purely ready.
Fuck that, I gotta cum on somebody, but who?
Ah....I've got it!!!!
(Luke places a few phone calls, and gives out directions to his house. A few minutes later, there is a knock at the door, which Luke opens to find...)
Andrea, Shannon, Brandy, Jacqueline!! How are my favorite oil wresting divas?
Girls: Fine.
That's nice, check this out. Since you guys did such a fabulous job helping me prepare for the debut match a couple of weeks ago, I was hoping you could help me out for next week. See, I've got a tag-team match coming up, so I was wondering..............
(He huddles them up close and whisperes his request. If you don't know what it is, you've been under a rock. Shockingly, they all agree.)
So, it's settled then. All four of you cum before me and I win, if I cum first, I lose. You may do what you must to get ready.
(Luke turns to the camera and Tiffany with a smile on his face.)
Yeah, I have the training now!! Be back in, whenever.
(An ASSLOAD of time passes, and Luke stumbles out, hair slightly disheveled, topless, breathing heavily.)
Whoa......well, to beat my opponents, which I am doing right now. I gotta think like them, so, I've got something for them.
(Jacqueline comes out with a sheet around her body looking for Luke, thinking he's trying to quit. Tiffany points her towards the bathroom. As she walks through the hall, Luke jumps out from a hallway closet and tip toes behind her. She walks into the bathroom and checks herself in the mirror, and as she walks out Luke jumps her and tries to nail her to the floor, if you get my drift. She cums hard eventually and passes out.)
The spy-fuck I call it. Follow your target, and nail them when they least expect it, as long as it's consensual. One down, three to go. I think I'll try a similar, no homo plan for Ryans.
(Luke grabs his towel, and waits. Shannon walks out and sees a passed out, sexed-up Jacqueline and smirks. Luke then out of nowhere roughly pins her up against the wall, and takes some of the longest, hardest thrusts you'll ever hear. Shannon tries to hold it in, but as Luke goes "Rick Rude" with the Jackhammer-like force of the thrusts, she can't contain herself. She collapses in Luke's arms in a sex-coma.)
If Rough Sex = Orgasm for Shannon, then Rough wreslting = L for the Young boys. They'll be getting a taste of their own medicine, in the ring. Two down.
(It is daybreak now, and Brandy and Andrea have managed to keep themselves occupied with each other, as Brandy sleeps, Andrea goes to her purse, and takes out some pills. What she doesn't know is that Luke sees her, and asks Tiffany for a pill as well)
Babe give me "the pill."
(Tiffany shakes her head no, after waking up groggily. Luke then decides to strong-arm the pills from her. Turns out, they are Viagra. Luke bites one pill in half, and takes one of the pieces. He plays with his package until it gets hard, and sneaks up behind Andrea with a look of "Gotcha" on his face. You can probably guess what happens next, but for the nosy, he uses a modified Reverse Cowgirl position on Andrea to get the job done. How is it modified? He bends her legs similar to a Boston Crab, putting more stimulation on the clitoris.)
Oh shit.....one more. Note to self, get a sponsorship from Viagra because this shit is the bomb!
(He goes into his bed room, and after about 20 minutes of boom-boom, he walks out, holding his member at the top trying not to explode.)
I can't do it man.. I don't have the energy. I can't do it.
(Tiffany then tosses Luke a small silver 8.3 ounce can of Red Bull. Luke looks at it, and at Tiffany.)
Tiffany: Just chug it so I can get some sleep and hopefully you will bust a nut and then I can get some satisfaction from you. All this sex is making me jealous."
(Luke chugs it, and his eyes grow wide. He smiles, and walks back into his room determined. After about 2 hours of earth-shattering noise. Luke stumbles out, smiling. He gives the thumbs up sign.)
That's all four of them.......she even got a chili dog. You know I quit doing that shit because shit stinks, but all of the negatives aside, it's quite an accomplishment.
(He lines all of the women up on his bed, and amazingly they are all sexed-out still. He jacks off for a few minutes, and DRENCHES the females, his bed, and even parts of the wall with secret sauce. One stream of it happens to hit a picture of Tiffany on said wall. He gingrely walks to his den, towel around his waist.)
I'll clean that up, tomorrow...
Now, I've ran the Gauntlet, and their is only one standing. Me. Luke "The Porn God" Savage. The Best Damn TWD wrestler that has yet to get his shot at stardom!
(Savage passes out on the couch, as the scene fades.)