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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Ethan focused on getting his one leg free to kick the leg out from under Wyatt. As soon as his leg was free, however, Wyatt punched him in the abs deep and hard. Ethan was forced to double over in pain from the force and ferocity of the punch. Wyatt used that to knee Ethan in the back with both knees as he slowly and methodically pulled Ethan into a bow and arrow submission hold. However, knowing the hold was mostly for show, Wyatt added the extra humiliation of having Ethan choke himself with his left arm. Wyatt pulled down on Ethan's arm as well as his legs as he pressed forward with his knees. Ethan nearly choked on his own spit as he was forced into the hold. The pain radiated from Ethan's lower back. "Every time you think you will escape, I will lock you into another hold and slowly choke you to the point of consciousness," Wyatt plainly stated to Ethan. Ethan finally released a loud cry of agony as Wyatt's knees dug into his lower back which had already been tenderized by Wyatt earlier. The sheer volume and pain that came from Ethan's throat sent Wyatt back to hearing that same cry echo through the high school courtyard nearly 18 years ago. As Wyatt ran towards the cry, he saw the image that still haunts him to this day and seared his hatred for Ethan deep into his soul. Wyatt could still see his good friend Andrew on the ground with four jocks around him kicking him relentlessly as they called him faggot, fairy, pansy, cocksucker, and every other derogatory name for gay you could think of. Wyatt made a beeline for his good friend whom he had known since they were 4 years old. With a raging cry, Wyatt tackled the ringleader of the group and started beating him in the face with his fists. The other three guys were caught off guard and by the time they descended upon Wyatt, the ringleader was out cold on the grass. Wyatt tried to fight the other three, but they eventually overwhelmed him. Two of them held Wyatt by his arms and legs, while the third punched him in the stomach repeatedly until he started coughing up blood. Wyatt stared defiantly at the one punching him and demanded to know why they targeted Andrew calling him all those names. The dude just laughed and explained how they were doing Ethan a favor after Ethan had told them about Andrew being gay. They said Ethan expressed being uncomfortable with having Andrew on the same wrestling team and sharing locker space with him. As they continued to punch Wyatt in the face and stomach, the jock explained that they were going to make sure that Andrew quit the team because gays had no place in sports. Wyatt then asked if Ethan had asked them to do this. The leader, who had come to and joined his friends, held Wyatt by the hair, and spat in his face with a reply of, "Duh! We look out for our own," as he knocked out Wyatt with an overhand cross straight to his cheek.  Wyatt reflexively moved his jaw as he recalled the events that started his journey. He pulled even harder on Ethan's arm and legs to relish the cry coming from Ethan. Wyatt grinned coldly, "This is only the start...."

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Ethan focused his attention on finding his way out of the hold. With time and a little contortion on his part, he was able to get free, but before he got to his feet, Wyatt had him inverted, stretching his crotch and putting pressure on his knee joints. "You're getting slow," Wyatt taunted The Alpha as he arched his own back a little to increase the pressure on Ethan's crotch. "What to target first? The abs?" Wyatt continued to taunt as he used his left fist to punch deep into Ethan's weakened abs causing Ethan to softly whimper in pain. "Or perhaps your manhood?" Wyatt questioned as he grabbed Ethan's manhood and squeezed while twisting Ethan's cock. Ethan cried out in pain as Wyatt squeezed tightly. Ethan tried to use his core strength to pull himself up to punch Wyatt in the face, but before he could curl himself up, Wyatt punched him in the abs sending Ethan back down inverted and heaving in pain. "I can do this all day, Alpha (this single word said with derision in his tone). Just give it up and end this," Wyatt demanded of Ethan.  "Fuck you," Ethan replied. "No thanks. You're not my type. Besides, I thought you only liked pussy?" Wyatt used his right quad to press into Ethan's knee pushing it back the opposite way of its normal way of bending. "Do you think a dethroned wannabe alpha can get any pussy? Would anyone wanna fuck you after seeing you dominated like this?" Wyatt continued to taunt Ethan as he went back to attacking Ethan's cock and balls. All Ethan could do in this weakened state was writhe in agony while heaving for breaths in between the intense waves of pain Wyatt sent through his body.

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) As Ethan pulled Wyatt's head closer to his chest, Wyatt did not resist. He knew the closer he was, the easier it would be. While the pain in his back was intensifying, Wyatt knew he would soon be out of the hold and closer to forcing The Alpha to submit. With Wyatt's head nearly resting on Ethan's pecs, Wyatt unleashed his punch directly into Ethan's face. Even though it was upside down, Wyatt was close enough to deliver a solid blow that had Ethan recoiling in pain. Wyatt was dropped and quickly went to work before Ethan had time to recover. Wyatt forced Ethan onto his stomach, locked his legs into a figure four leg lock, and wrapped his massive right arm around Ethan's neck in a chokehold. Instead of a face lock, Wyatt preferred to use the chokehold in tandem with the leg lock because it put more pressure on the spinal cord. "NNNNGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" Ethan grunted as Wyatt locked in the hold.  "Playtime is over, you pathetic excuse for a person," Wyatt seethed as he pulled with all of his might increasing the pressure on Ethan's neck and spine. "You will experience real pain. Pain so intense that you will beg me for mercy." Wyatt spoke in a deep ominous tone directly into Ethan's ear just loud enough for Ethan alone to hear him. "And when I finally decide to release you from that pain, you will submit to the true Alpha male." Ethan grunted as close to a fuck you as he could get out as he gargled his spit and breath. Wyatt pounded his left fist into the small of Ethan's back before locking his left hand on his right wrist. With each pound deep into the back muscles of Ethan, Wyatt could feel the muscle stretch and practically tear as it was softened. Ethan clenched his teeth trying his best not to call out in pain, but the combination that Wyatt had him in was intense. If the Canadian was good at a specific thing when it came to his grappling, Ethan decided, it was combination holds that really hit multiple pressure points to the extreme. Ethan blinked trying to keep focus, but the pain was increasing and he knew he was in serious trouble because he was trapped and at the mercy of Wyatt.

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Ethan felt the pain increasing in his back as Wyatt pushed on his neck and leg. Having to blink a couple of times to focus Ethan used his left hand to punch into Wyatt's side. Thankfully for Ethan, the soreness of the bear hug and damage to his obliques was still sore from earlier. As Ethan landed a few more punches, he felt the grip of Wyatt lessen. Eventually, Wyatt was forced to let go freeing Ethan. Ethan scrambled and clinched up with Wyatt as they two tried to get in position for a hold to take the other down.

Wyatt had felt the first sting of the punch and grit his teeth to endure and continue his pressure on Ethan. Eventually, the punches were hitting the sore bruised muscle that Ethan had dug into previously in the match and Wyatt could no longer ignore the pain. He had to give Ethan credit for the way he recalled every previous hold and the area he damaged so if he needed to he could go back to them. As Wyatt let Ethan go he quickly went back into brawler mode ready to deliver justice with his fists; however, Ethan anticipated that and went straight into grapple mode. Wyatt quickly went looking for any small weakness in Ethan's form that he could capitalize on. Unfortunately for Wyatt, Ethan was able to score a double-leg takedown by lifting Wyatt and driving him into the mat. Wyatt put himself in a guard, but Ethan worked through that guard by lifting Wyatt up partially and slamming him into the mat. Wyatt's back was on fire from the takedown and the slam. Ethan knew and Wyatt knew Ethan knew it because Ethan was quickly getting the Canadian into a suspended surfboard. Wyatt felt himself lifted off the mat and then pulled back by the chin. Ethan was giving the crowd what he knew they wanted: a display of power and the body of one of the fighters on display glistening with sweat in the lights. While it had been Ethan, Ethan was more than happy to return the favor now on Wyatt. 

Wyatt could feel the fire in his lower back. As Ethan pulled Wyatt further towards his chest, Wyatt could see that grin creep across Ethan's face. Wyatt didn't panic because he knew Ethan left him an opening and one he would gladly take.

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Wyatt could feel Ethan's mighty abs starting to get soft as his punches continued to assail The Alpha. With each punch, he was able to follow through deeper and deeper. The pain was clear even as Ethan tried to hide it with defiant eyes. Wyatt knew he was weakening the champ and if he continued, he would soon be able to dominate as well as humiliate Ethan for all to see. In order to do that, Wyatt knew he had to continue focusing on the core which meant not only Ethan's abs, but Ethan's back, too. Wyatt forced Ethan up to his feet and then scooped Ethan up and slammed him over his knee. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!! FFFFUUCCKKKK!!!!!!!!!" Ethan hollered as he was slammed upon Wyatt's knee. Enjoying the sounds of Ethan's cry, Wyatt picked him up and dropped him over his knee again. "FFFFUUUAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHKKKKKKKKKKK!!!!!!!! Ethan again hollered as Wyatt picked him him and dropped him over the knee. Ethan could feel the jolt to his back and spine with each drop. "Third time's a charm, right?" Wyatt grinned as he scooped Ethan up once more. "BAM!!!!" The sound of Ethan's back hitting the knee of Wyatt resounded through the warehouse. Ethan gasped for air and coughed as he choked on his own saliva. Wyatt then secured a firm grip on Ethan's throat and pushed down hard while gripping Ethan's neck tightly. Ethan reflexively grabbed Wyatt's wrist with his own left hand and tried in vain to pry the grip of the Canadian off of his throat. Wyatt then used his own left hand to target Ethan's bulging package that was directly below Wyatt's pecs. With his massively sized hand, Wyatt was able to grab Ethan's balls and squeeze hard. Ethan clenched his teeth and threw his head back as the pain from his balls and back shot up his back. Ethan tried to reach his balls with his right hand, but Wyatt had bent him back far enough he couldn't reach. "Small balls for a small coward of a man," taunted Wyatt as he looked down at Ethan. Wyatt moved his left hand to Ethan's legs as Ethan tried to kick up at Wyatt. "Not this time, you little fucker." Wyatt pushed with both hands and he heard Ethan suck in air between his teeth as the pain intensified. Wyatt smiled as he heard Ethan gargle as little as the choke around his neck started to affect Ethan ability to breath. Wyatt leaned in closer to Ethan and spoke sternly and plainly, "Time for justice, Canadian Wilderness style...."

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) The two fighters drew closer to each other ready to bring this fight to its climax and dominate the other. Ethan could see that Wyatt wanted a standup fight and was more than happy to use his speed and agility to wear down the Canadian this way. The exchange of punches began with Wyatt throwing a Right hook at Ethan's head. Ethan deflected the shot with his arm and tried to counter with a hook to Wyatt's side. The stand-up flurry of punches was just as intense as the grappling and the fans were in awe of the two. Both were in their element. Ethan felt himself getting into a rhythm. He was certain that he would be able to ride this out and punish Wyatt for this strategy. Wyatt, on the other hand, waited and watched Ethan get into a rhythm. He was anticipating it because Ethan grew predictable depending on what rhythm he had gotten into. It was nuanced and only a true master student would catch the pattern of the rhythm. Wyatt spent countless hours studying every fight Ethan fought. Through watching Ethan so many times, Wyatt found 5 different rhythms Ethan settles into depending on what strategy he is deploying. Wyatt saw that Ethan was going to wait him out and wear him down based on the rhythm Ethan was in. This made all of Ethan's moves extremely predictable. Wyatt had a hard time not telegraphing his awareness of everything was doing because he was waiting to that one perfect moment. Then when it came... "BAM!!!!!!!!" The sound of fist hitting bone echoed and reverberated throughout the warehouse. Everyone watching reacted with an audible gasp as it played out. The violence was intense. The brutality could be felt in every jaw of every fighter who watched. Wyatt's plan unhatched perfectly. With a left cross, Wyatt squarely caught Ethan in the jaw and sent The Alpha's head snapping back quickly followed by the body. Wyatt had caught Ethan by surprise by knowing the perfect point for him to switch to his southpaw stance and use his left which he reserves for only special occasions. This, this was the perfect occasion. Wyatt watched as Ethan's body tumbled backward to the mat. Ethan landed with a thud as his body bounced slightly. Wyatt stood over Ethan to see if The Alpha was knocked out. It was highly possible since Wyatt chose a point in Ethan's rhythm where he moved forward to dig in an uppercut to the stomach so Wyatt caught a full-speed Ethan moving into his fist as his fist moved at full speed towards Ethan. To Wyatt's surprise and delight, Ethan was not out, but definitely dazed. "Time to make you scream in pain," Wyatt plainly stated as he mounted Ethan and started to assault Ethan's vaunted abs. 

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After the shock of someone smaller than him lifting him in a massively tight bearhug wore off, Wyatt looked down at Ethan and grinned wryly. Before Ethan could react, Wyatt used his massive forearm and elbow to repeatedly assault Ethan's jawline. As Ethan let Wyatt go to block the elbows, Wyatt used his left hand to land a powerful overhand down across Ethan's cheek. Ethan, knowing that he could not meet Wyatt blow for blow with the headstart Wyatt had gotten from the bearhug, used his right leg to push kick Wyatt in the lower abs to send the bigger stud backing up while catching his breath after getting the wind kicked out of him. 

Wyatt stood at a corner of the ring and looked directly at Ethan. Ethan certainly was the most formidable fighter he had faced in his fighting career. The smaller fighter had a lot of power in his muscles for a dude his size. It was clear to Wyatt how Ethan had climbed the ranks of the gym so fast to be The Alpha at a young age and to keep it as long as he had.  Because Ethan obviously had grappling training; intensive grappling training between his last fight and now, Wyatt's plan to get him to the mat and work the grappling was not sufficient in taking out Ethan. Wyatt knew Ethan would only have to outlast him and wear him down before taking control. Instead, if he could daze the smaller fighter, then he could work some submission holds in between flurries of punches. Once Ethan was reeling, Wyatt would dominate and humiliate The Alpha before putting the prick out of his misery. Then and only then, when Wyatt had Ethan's title and gym, would Wyatt remind the little punk of what he did. Wyatt would thank Ethan for helping set him on the path to becoming the man he had become. Then he would train enough fighters to ensure Ethan would lose the Beta slot too. The newest fighter seemed like the quickest one to destroy Ethan. Wyatt grinned as he thought of causing Ethan's downfall to the lowly ranks of Sigma. He then looked over at Ethan and raised both hands up taunting Ethan to come at him. It was time Ethan's chin felt the full force of Wyatt's fists.

Ethan stepped back and rubbed his jawline a little. He had expected Wyatt to break the bearhug with punches, not the elbow. However, after absorbing each strike with the elbow, Ethan knew why Wyatt chose that path. Wyatt was the most vicious fighter Ethan had faced. It was extremely clear now that the GM had specifically found Wyatt and brought him here to force the pack to intensify their training or get left behind. Ethan was glad he had been training to rematch his brother. Right now, he was even thankful that Eric had beaten him and humiliated him like he did to force him into intensive training. Had he beaten his twin, Ethan doubted he would still be standing right now. Ethan looked at Wyatt and knew he only had to outlast the big stud. Eventually, Wyatt would slow down and then he would strike. He thought about all the ways he would humiliate Wyatt before ending it with a slow knockout. This caused a grin to creep across Ethan's face as he motioned for Wyatt to bring it with one hand. 

Both were ready to make the next few moments the defining moments of the fight. All the chips were on the table. It was now or never.

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Ethan's legs were starting to feel the pinch of holding Wyatt in the hold. Ethan had left Wyatt's pecs red from his claw and Wyatt's side was also red from the assault. Ethan relented and released Wyatt from the hold. Both were up quickly, but Ethan's speed was again faster than Wyatt's. Ethan locked his arms around Wyatt and with pure strength did something that had only happened to Wyatt once before. Wyatt was shocked and gasped as Ethan lifted him into the air and locked him in a tight bearhug. Wyatt could feel Ethan's fists dig into his back as Ethan squeezed Wyatt close against his body. Wyatt could feel his junk being pressed and smashed against Ethan's rock-solid, ripped, and cut abdominal muscles. He could feel the flexing on his cock. He also felt Ethan's solid pecs flex into his own abs as Ethan used his full body to squeeze as tight as he could. "AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH FUUAAAAAAAAAKKKK!!!!!" Called out Wyatt as he felt Ethan's arms flex and pull him in tight. Ethan's biceps flexed directly into the sore red side muscles. The pressure on Wyatt's ribs was quickly becoming intense. Wyatt could not believe that the smaller Ethan had the strength and power to not only bearhug him but lift him off the ground. No smaller man had ever lifted him off the ground in a bearhug and the only one who had successfully lifted Wyatt was Dustin. Wyatt had been tossed plenty, but this was different. Wyatt knew Ethan was strong, but this degree of strength shocked him. Ethan smiled as he lifted the big Canadian stud and locked in his bearhug. He knew the fans would be shocked that he could and he knew by Wyatt's reaction that Wyatt did not think this possible either. Ethan was a fierce fighter but he was also a showman. He knew what the fans wanted and when he could, he gave them that and more. Ethan looked up at Wyatt and loved seeing the face of pain on the big guy. "Ready to admit defeat and submit to your Alpha?" Ethan asked knowing full well Wyatt would not submit now. Ethan could feel Wyatt's abs on his pecs. They were on overdrive trying to keep Wyatt's core from collapsing in on itself. Ethan had to admit that Wyatt was one fierce and built alpha male. If Wyatt didn't hate his guts, Ethan felt that they could team up to really grow the gym and help the community. The issue was whatever Ethan did that he had no recollection of, that, based on Wyatt's reactions, Ethan should feel completely ashamed of doing. Ethan couldn't do anything about that now nor would he waste energy thinking about it. For now, he would dominate the Beta, win the match, and then confront Wyatt about it. Ethan refocused on Wyatt. The two of them were incredibly sweaty. Ethan also realized that he was hard in his briefs as the raging testosterone flowed freely with his display of dominance. It was then he realized that he felt Wyatt's rock-hard cock against his own abs. Ethan smiled. The fight was truly on and it was going to be a glorious one.

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) "My turn to work the abs," Ethan wryly snickered as he completed getting Wyatt into the hold he wanted. Ethan had managed to match Wyatt power for power to lock in a hammer lock on Wyatt's left arm while wrapping his strong legs under Wyatt's pecs with his left leg while wrapping his right leg over and around Wyatt's neck. As Ethan locked his ankles together, his right leg put pressure on Wyatt's neck twisting Wyatt's body opening Wyatt's side abdominal wall to Ethan's free arm. It was Wyatt's turn to grunt and groan as Ethan locked down the hold. Ethan was extremely thankful to his best friend Michael and the rather painful lessons he had taught a while back. With Michael's help, Ethan had dramatically improved his mat game which not only helped here, but made Ethan even more dominant in his MMA career.  Wyatt felt the sting of Ethan's punches as Ethan started to attack the side of his abs. At first, the sting was all it was. "That all you've got, punk?! My great granny punches harder than that!" Wyatt taunted trying to get under Ethan's skin and force an error in judgment from The Alpha. Ethan responded by driving his elbow into Wyatt's side and digging down. Wyatt could feel his external obliques start to strain as the extremely bony elbow of Ethan bore deep into the muscle tissue. Wyatt gritted his teeth to ensure Ethan would not get the pleasure of hearing him call out in pain. After a few moments of the elbow, Ethan returned to punching with his left fist. While Ethan's dominant hand was the right, the power of his left was not that far behind. Soon Wyatt could feel the side of his abs softening up as Ethan was able to penetrate deeper and deeper with each punch. As Ethan worked the abs, he also used his legs to twist Wyatt even more. Wyatt tried feverishly to free the arm in the hammerlock, but it was wedged tightly between Ethan's right arm and pecs. Wyatt could feel the fibers in Ethan's pecs tense as he resisted Wyatt's attempts to wiggle his arm free. To stop Wyatt from any more attempts, Ethan attacked the large open pec that was defenseless. "Ahhh!!!" Wyatt sputtered out as Ethan dug deep into the pec. Wyatt could again feel Ethan dig and work his pectoral muscle fibers. With Ethan pressing against his neck and the hand digging into his pec, Wyatt felt his first sense of alarm. Ethan was powerful enough that if he kept Wyatt here, he could really break down some of Wyatt's defenses quickly. Wyatt knew he had to find a way out soon.

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Ethan was starting to feel the effects of being smothered under Wyatt's armpit. He could also feel the effects of the brutal punches and claws had on his pecs as well as his abs. Wyatt was certainly the best fighter he had faced in a very long time since becoming The Alpha. Ethan had no doubt as to how Wyatt beat Dustin. He also knew exactly why the GM had started Wyatt with Dustin. Wyatt was the complete package. If Ethan truly wanted to be The Alpha, he would have to use all of his training and experience to not only get out of the mess he found himself in, but to turn the fight around to win. There was one thing that Ethan did not understand however, and that was the sense of pure animosity he sensed from this guy. Ethan was sure he had never fought Wyatt before and he certainly did not know him so why did he feel like Wyatt absolutely hated his guts? Whatever the reason, he would find out later. For now, he was going to reverse the situation and start putting the pressure on The Beta instead. Using his core strength and pushing off with his feet, he did to Wyatt what Wyatt had done to him. Ethan landed the start of an axe kick to the side of Wyatt's face. Ethan was able to get enough force behind his kick to cause Wyatt's head to be thrust backward. The force also got Ethan free from the dragon sleeper. Before Wyatt could scramble, Ethan used his speed and agility to lace his arms around Wyatt's arms and pull Wyatt's elbows back behind him. Ethan pulled Wyatt back up against his chest so the rock-solid back muscles of Wyatt were feeling the flexing and tension of Ethan's pecs. Ethan leaned in and talked into Wyatt's ear, "I'll give you this. You're the most capable Beta I have ever fought. You've got power. You've got strength. You even have skill. However, you're missing something. My skill. You don't have my skill level. I am going to wear you down and then humiliate you as I dominate your ass." Wyatt glared as Ethan talked, "I will see you broken before me and begging for mercy." Ethan responded with feigned shock, "Such hostility. Is this bravado or have I truly done something to warrant your disdain?" Wyatt laughed and started to power out of the hold, "I should have known your pompous arrogant breeder self wouldn't be troubled or care to remember the irrefutable damage you caused."  Ethan rolled Wyatt to his side as he tried to move Wyatt's left arm into a hammerlock. What Ethan knew for sure now is something in the past that pissed Wyatt off. This made Wyatt dangerous. He had a purpose and focus in this fight. This wasn't something Ethan could use against him. It was something Ethan would need to account for instead.

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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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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Immediately after Wyatt responded to the taunt by Ethan, he used his free leg to push off the mat and kick Ethan in the head landing a clean shot to Ethan's jaw. Ethan's head was torqued violently to the side as Wyatt's foot connected with the jawbone. As soon as Wyatt was free he was upon the fallen Ethan violently punching Ethan's pecs and abs. Wyatt thought he could probably punch Ethan out cold at this moment so he moved to the head. Much to Wyatt's disbelief, Ethan had already recovered and was blocking his punches and directing Wyatt to his pecs and abs. Aggravated by the recovery time of Ethan, Wyatt delivered a single punch deep into Ethan's solar plexus causing Ethan to spasm and cough as he tried to catch his breath. It was then Wyatt decided to put Ethan into another submission hold.  Wyatt took a hold of Ethan's calves and hoisted them up into the air and under his armpits. Ethan struggled against Wyatt's power. Wyatt rolled Ethan up onto his shoulders and was getting ready to turn Ethan over to his stomach. Ethan sprawled his hands out and tried desperately to grab onto Wyatt's ankles to pull on them. Wyatt instead squared himself and flexed his chest to squeeze Ethan's legs and lift Ethan up more onto his neck. Wyatt looked down towards Ethan and got to see Ethan's ripped abs and powerful pecs flex and tense as Ethan struggled to free himself. Had Wyatt not known Ethan prior to now; had he not completely despised Ethan, he would actually compliment the stud for his body's build and condition. Ethan had a nice athletic body full of power. The ripped strongly defined bodies like that of Ethan, Dustin, and that new fighter he saw the night he banged Dustin in the locker room were the types of guys Wyatt liked being with. However, Wyatt knew Ethan was as straight as they came. He also could not forgive what Ethan had done so Ethan was going to be dominated, humiliated, and made to suffer. With his strength overpowering Ethan, Wyatt forced Ethan onto his stomach and sat back into a deep boston crab. He heard the soft groan come from Ethan as he positioned himself right over Ethan's back. Wyatt grinned. Now he was going to break Ethan down and start to dismantle him before he bloodied his face with his fists.

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The only idea Ethan had to get out of this hold was to dig and twist his chin down against the pressure of Wyatt's hand. His only hope was to create enough friction to loosen Wyatt's grip and then he could finagle his way free. Wyatt felt Ethan's jawbone start to rub against his hands as Ethan shook his head back and forth while pushing down against Wyatt's pull. The stubble in Ethan's beard created the uneasy scratching against Wyatt's fingers. Wyatt tried to increase the pressure and prevent Ethan's head from turning, but Ethan was persistent. Eventually, Wyatt was forced to let go and Ethan moved quickly to break out of the hold and get to his feet. Wyatt was fast to his feet as well. The two circled a little before Ethan shot for a single leg takedown only to not grab Wyatt's leg like Wyatt had anticipated, but instead tripped Wyatt backwards sending him to the mat on his back. Ethan was on Wyatt as Wyatt was falling. Ethan went for a north south position on Wyatt's head to try and get a choke hold locked in on the larger fighter. Wyatt resisted and was able to scramble out of the situation, but Ethan was fast and inventive. As the two men scrambled, Wyatt found himself looking up at Ethan while Ethan smugly looked down at him. He had trapped Wyatt's right leg and right arm while his left hand was reaching in to lock in a pectoral claw on Wyatt's right pec. 

Wyatt could feel Ethan's thumb dig into the soft skin of his underarm as the four other fingers latched on the side of his pec. Wyatt glared directly into Ethan's eyes as Ethan dug looking to break down the rock-hard pecs of the Beta. This time Ethan found the nerve cluster and locked in pinching the nerves and sending pain radiating down Wyatt's arm. Ethan knew he had the nerve, but if you looked at Wyatt's face you would have never known. Ethan grinned as he increased the claw, "My girl has a stronger chest than you," Ethan taunted as he dug into Wyatt's pec. Wyatt knew Ethan was trying to get a rise out of him and he also knew that his pecs were stronger and harder than the Alpha's, so he chose not to rise to the bait. Instead, he glared directly into the eyes of the man he hated. He snarled at Ethan and fought to get out of the armbar and claw. Ethan chuckled as Wyatt struggled, "That's it, show me what you've got before I end you."

Wyatt grinned at that taunt, "If you say so..."

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Wyatt could feel his arms slipping on Ethan's sweat-riddled skin so before he could lose his grip, he used his foot to slam Ethan's head into the mat by pressing on the back of Ethan's neck. Driving all the way into the mat, Wyatt could hear the collision of Ethan's face and the mat canvas. Ethan's head bounced from the impact. With Ethan dazed from the sudden and fierce impact, Wyatt set to work locking Ethan's legs around his in a proper start to a suspended surfboard. However, before he could target Ethan's arm, Wyatt noticed that Ethan had already started to squirm to work his way free. "This shithead bounces back from anything faster than I ever anticipated," Wyatt mused to himself. This changed his plan a little in that he had to really force Ethan's joints and muscles to be at their breaking points constantly to weaken The Alpha down. Wyatt decided to forgo the suspended surfboard and used his hands to just pull on Ethan's back. To do so, Wyatt grabbed Ethan from under the chin. Pulling as fast and hard as he could, Wyatt yanked Ethan forcefully up stretching the back even more than what had happened before. Those watching could see how taut Ethan's body was stretched as Ethan's rib cage was clearly defined around his abs. "nnghhhnnn!" Ethan groaned as his chin was locked shut by Wyatt's grasp. Ethan instinctively had his hands up around the arms of Wyatt trying to pry the Canadian brute's hands from around his chin. Wyatt, however, had his fingers interlocked and the hold was tight. Even though they were both sweaty from the fight, Wyatt could keep this hold locked in for a while thanks to not only his grip strength but to Ethan's chiseled chin giving a nice hard jawbone to hold on to. Wyatt pulled Ethan's head as far back as he could to where he could almost see Ethan's eyes. If he could have seen the eyes of The Alpha, he would have seen the look of being held in pain as Ethan was trapped. Ethan knew he could not panic, but he had to think fast because he could feel his back weakening under Wyatt's power and strength. 

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) As Ethan dug into Wyatt's pectoral muscle, Wyatt was working his legs. He was able to swing them around to break free from Ethan's grasp. The two scrambled to their feet and circled each other once again. This time Wyatt went brawl and started advancing on Ethan in a flurry of punches forcing The Alpha to backpedal as he blocked and absorbed strikes. Wyatt saw an opening and shot an overhand to the jaw of Ethan sending Ethan crashing to the mat. Before Wyatt could get on Ethan to ground and pound, Ethan had rolled to his stomach and was on his knees to get up. Wyatt was a tad shocked at how fast Ethan recovered from a punch. "Perhaps this dipshit is more durable than he looks," Wyatt thought to himself. Wyatt didn't have time to get Ethan to break him down, but he did have time for a kick. Wyatt swept the knees of Ethan to put Ethan flat on his stomach. From there Wyatt stomped and planted his left foot directly into the back of Ethan.  "AHHH!" Ethan groaned as Wyatt pushed into the back with all of his weight. Ethan tried to scramble out, but Wyatt stomped on Ethan's back a few more times. Groaning with each hit, Ethan tried to roll over but was stopped but Wyatt grabbing his arms. Ethan felt Wyatt's power as the larger fighter lifted Ethan's torso off the mat in a surfboard stretch though modified. Wyatt was standing and pulling back on Ethan's arms while Wyatt's left foot pressed into the back. Ethan felt his pecs and abs spread as his torso was stretched in the wrong direction. Ethan grimaced as the pain started to sink into his joints. He could feel the tight grip of Wyatt's hands on his forearms as Wyatt pulled back with all of his strength. Ethan started to breathe through his mouth forcing air in and out heavily to distract him from the pain. His shoulders were starting to feel like they were about to be ripped from their sockets. Wyatt looked on in pleasure as he heard Ethan grunt and groan in pain, "How's that flexibility?" He taunted Ethan. "We're going to make this one painful event for you and I am going to love feasting on your screams." Wyatt pushed harder into Ethan's back as he pulled on Ethan's arms. Wyatt knew he had Ethan in serious trouble and with a little more pressure he could dislocate a shoulder or two which would be perfectly fine to him.

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Ethan felt the pressure on his neck start to constrict his breathing. Wyatt's quads were hard as steel as they pressed into his throat. When Wyatt paused his barrage assault on Ethan's abs, Ethan acted. With plenty of power in his legs and, this time, with speed, Ethan flipped over Wyatt's legs and wrenched his head free from the vise-like grip of Wyatt's quads. This time it was Ethan's turn to showcase his grappling. As the two adversaries grappled with each other, Ethan was able to work behind Wyatt. As Wyatt scrambled from Ethan's grip, Ethan was able to grab Wyatt's right hand and bring it behind Wyatt's head. As Wyatt scrambled to get on his side to prevent Ethan from mounting him from behind, Ethan latched onto Wyatt's left pectoral muscle and jammed his thumb up into the armpit of Wyatt as he grabbed the pectoral muscle. To add leverage, Ethan got his left knee up and pressed down into Wyatt's external obliques. Ethan could feel the pectoral muscle of Wyatt resist his claw. Wyatt had rock-hard pecs and they flexed with intensity. Ethan in turn flexed his own as he tried to gain power to break through the defenses of Wyatt.  Wyatt could feel the thumb of Ethan deep in his armpit. He could feel it dig into the soft tissue of his underarms. Ethan's thumb had managed to get under some of the muscle tissue. He could feel it digging to find the nerves that ran through the pecs and arm. On his left pec, Wyatt could feel the four fingers of Ethan attempting to dig down into his muscle. Ethan basically had the side of Wyatt's pectoral muscle and if he could manage to find the nerves, then Ethan could cause some pain as well as wear down the muscle fiber as his finger dug into the muscle. All the while, Ethan's bony knee was pressing into Wyatt's side. It was highly annoying more than hurting Wyatt. Wyatt used his legs and his free arm to right himself and start to break away from Ethan.  From those watching, the two were locked into a serious grappling match. It appeared both wanted to target the other's body and started to break down the muscle early and quickly. 

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(( Art is commissioned from the incredibly talented ArtReplicant. Original story by me. )) Ethan expected Wyatt to be a brawler and have power behind his punches. He expected a level of grappling skill that was above most everyone else in the gym based on the fights Ethan found from Canada. When Wyatt fought Dustin, it was power that Wyatt used, not finesse. Ethan figured Wyatt had finesse and could switch skill sets and switched them often. This was to be expected of a champion-level fighter. However, it was the swiftness by which Wyatt changed from one to another that caught Ethan off guard. With a few elbows into Ethan's chest with his left arm, Wyatt stunned Ethan enough to quickly move and catch the Alpha in a headscissors. Ethan immediately felt the pressure and power of Wyatt's quads as Wyatt's left quad constricted around Ethan's neck. Wyatt was even skilled enough to trap Ethan's left hand under his legs so Ethan only had his right arm to retaliate with. Ethen arched up to get ready to flip over himself to wrench himself free. As soon as Ethan arched, he felt a deep impact directly into his lower abs. Wyatt began using his left fist to batter the Alpha's abs. "You're not going anywhere until I force you," Wyatt smirked as Ethan collapsed back down to the mat. The power behind Wyatt's punch was incredible. Ethan felt his abs hold strong, but each punch was deep and hard. Ethan knew he had to flip quickly as soon as he could or Wyatt could weaken his core very early in this fight. Wyatt had seen how rock-hard and ripped Ethan's core was. He expected rock-hard abs that were strong and durable. Ethan's abs did not disappoint. Wyatt had to use all of his power to get a deep follow-through into Ethan's abs. Wyatt decided to change to an ab claw in the lower region to try and work on the nerve cluster that was there. With his left hand firmly into the abs of Ethan, he could feel the taunt muscle fiber flex and resist every attack. Ethan had a great set of abs, Wyatt would readily admit. "Too bad they belonged to a punk-ass breeder," Wyatt thought to himself. The more he thought about Ethan the harder he tried to dig into Ethan's abs. Ethan could feel Wyatt's fingers try to claw through his muscle tissue. Ethan flexed as hard as he could. Wyatt punched as hard as he could again to slowly break down Ethan and to prevent him from flipping. While focusing on the abs, Wyatt also made sure he used his own core to help his quads crush Ethan's neck. Wyatt continued to think to himself, "This punk is not getting out anytime soon..."