Daniel McCloud VS Cake Boy Mary

[saiyandestroyer]

RP Limit: 2

RP DEADLINE is December 15, 2008
9:00 PM Eastern Standard Time
7:00 PM Central
6:00 PM Pacific
December 16 - 2:00 AM UK

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[Cake Boy Mary]

WARNING: This roleplay will offend most who dare to read it. It contains simulated acts of sex and discussion of homosexuality between imaginary figures. You have been warned, parental discretion is advised.
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KEY:
Cake Boy Mary
A-Rod
Wilcox
Messenger
Random
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The sound of a shower is going off and the silhouette of a skinny person and a big buffed, hulk shaped guy is in the shower. The hulk shaped guy is standing behind the skinny guy and rubbing his body. He stands real close to the skinny guy and he has his chin nestled on his shoulder and he pulls him closer to himself and he lets out a soft, deep, monotone moan. The skinny guy holds the thick arms of the bigger guy and tilts his head down as if he’s feeling comfortable with his position.

Oooo, thank you for being here with me Wilcox. I just hated going into that ring and touching that nasty female, Ginger Snapps.

Don’t worry about it Mary. That’s why you’re here with me right now, so we can wash that sweet feminine scent off you. Here, let me rub your chest with this lavender body wash.

Oooo, Wilcox, your hands feels so much better on my body than the soft, clammy hands of that bitch. I’m glad I beat her though, because I just couldn’t stand to have her on top of me, with my legs up and she conquering me. No, no, no. I would not have it.

You did well Mary.

Thank you sweetheart.

Don’t call me that. You know how weak that makes me feel; especially when it comes from you.

Oh, you’re so foolish.

Cake Boy unravels the member of Wilcox from around his waist and exits the shower. He wraps a pink towel around his waist and places a pink robe on his body. He then dries his hair with a towel and wraps his hair up. He wipes the steam from the mirror and pulls out some dental floss. He begins to clean his teeth and notices something stuck in the corner of his mouth. He positions the floss and gets out the piece of object that was embedded.

Wilcox, I thought I told you to shave down there. I got hair stuck in my teeth.

Then floss it out like you usually do.

I am, but I shouldn’t have to if you would just whack those weeds down there.

Hush up, you woman.

Wilcox turns the shower off and steps out. Cake Boy has a robe for him and puts it over his massive, thick body.

Thank you very much.

Cake Boy looks at the wet and glistening body of Wilcox and blushes.

Hmm, hmmm, hmmm. I have to contain myself. I just got out the shower and just looking at you wants me to get all dirty again.

Contain yourself. Where’s my towel? I don’t want to get all wrinkly and pruned up like Dan McCloud. That’s so unattractive.

At least I’m back in the ring with a man, so I can give it my all out there. Dan McCloud may be old, but he’s got experience. I remember when I was hiding out in the closet with that young guy, Franchise back in the former liquid federation, and I had to show him the ropes, so to speak. He was so inexperienced, that it was frustrating me. But he wanted this sweet pink chocolate, so how can I turn him down…….Ooooo.

You mean the guy who wore the jersey’s all the time? I remember him, he was a rookie. Do you know the real reason why he retired?

No, tell me; before I beat it out of you, hehehe.

I slipped a disc in his back. I, for all terms and purposes, blew his back out. That’s the real reason why he retired.

Cake Boy gingerly slaps the shoulder of Wilcox.

Oooo, just like a true rookie. You could have been easy on him, Wilcox. Now the young man is out of a paycheck. I mean, with all that man meat that you’re packin’, you’ll hurt a full grown bull.

You can take it and you’re not a bull.

Cake Boy flips his towel up and exposes his ass, then he slaps it.

I may not be a bull honey, but I throw one helluva ride.

Wilcox grabs his ass and squeezes until the meat escapes through his fingers. Cake Boy jumps in excitement.

Don’t go there right now, Wilcox……unless you really want to.

You know I really, really, want to go there. It’s all nice and clean now. I bet it’s so pink and creamy inside….Ooooo, I can’t resist. But I’m going to let it pass this time. I can’t let my desires to penetrate your luscious cavity overcome me because I want you to be right for your next big match.

Nevermind me, Wilcox. You know I’ll bounce back like a spring chicken. Whatever you do to me can’t hurt me. I’ve been around your block one too many times and I think you’ve stretched me out, so you can’t hurt me.

Hmmmm, so tempting, but I’ll let you go this time. But after the match, your ass is mine.

Wilcox slaps his ass again.

And you know I share this ass with just about anyone who deserves it. Anyway, this next match is a big match with Dan McCloud. Oooo, that old man has a mean streak in him.

I didn’t touch him.

Not that mean streak, silly. I mean, what he did to his friend at he last show. He beat up the other old masked man for apparent reason. Just image him beating me up. Oooo, I really can’t imagine because I’ll pull that old, loose, wrinkly skin of his and snap it back, knocking him off his feet. And God forbid he lands on his stomach, Oooo, I’ll show that old man a real colon cleansing.

Sounds like fun. Do you mind if I join in if you get him into position?

No Wilcox, he’s all mine. I want him to myself due to the fact that he needs to see the rainbow and not everything in black and white. He will see the true colors of Cake Boy Mary when we step into the ring and I do what I do to entertain the crowd. Yessss, it’s going to be marvelous and I’ll come out the victorious one as I always do.

Wilcox looks Cake Boy up and down.

You’re always a winner in my book. Hmm, hmm, and tasty to.

Ohhh, you’re making me blush Wilcox. Stop it. But what’s going to be tasty is a victory over that old, decrepit man. He somehow is in the middle of pack and in the middle of the pack is where I want to be. I want to be sandwiched between the top and the bottom, allowing me to claw and scrape my way to the top and if I fall, at least I’ll fall into the arms of another angry and hungry man who wants to trade places with me. Ooooooooo, that sounds so scrumptious, me between two or three other men, all sweaty and mad, wanting gold. God, my heart is racing.

Do you need mouth to mouth resuscitation?

No. Just the thought of me being inbetween so many men has got me all hot and bothered. I think I’m getting wet. I’ll manage to keep my sanity. What I want the most is to defeat that old geezer as he’s seen around here as a top contender. Well, I’ve been around longer and I should be in the spotlight. He just comes in and gets the spotlight because of what The Masked Grappler says about him; he’s riding his coat tails……………hmmmmmmm, that doesn’t sound like a bad idea. Riding coat tails…….that would mean I’d have to be behind a nice strong man and allow him to ride me to places I’ve never been before. Oh, let me stop. I can make it on my own. I’m Mary, and I’m proud of being Mary. Yessss, this is going to be a challenge, but at least I know I can win. I know I can beat Dan McCloud and take his spot in the limelight. I’m beautiful and flamboyant. He’s old and wrinkly. I’m going to win and I’ll do it in good ole Mary fashion.

Wilcox is positioning himself behind Mary and removing his towel.

What’s good ole Mary fashion?

With style and grace. That’s Mary fashion. And what are you doing back there?

About to show you Wilcox fashion.

Ooooo, I think I’m going to like this. Save a little for Dan McCloud, I don’t want to be too burned out for the ----------Oooooooo, Wilcox………

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