ChubbyJobber's blog

Kind of aging myself here, but growing up, Leaping Lanny Poffo was one of my favorite jobbers. Most of his matches were satisfying 2-3 minute squashes which I loved. Usually you could always see his tan lines when his trunks rode up even a little.

My favorite Lanny match was when he took on Hercules. He got destroyed as always, but the end of the match was the best part. Lanny desperately trying to crawl away only to have Hercules grab his trunks and put him in a slight wedgie, tan lines exposed and then right in the torture rack.

This is my 'enhanced version' of that match which some extra fun. Hope you like it....

Hercules had run over to catch Lanny as he pathetically tried to crawl out of the ring. With his powerful right hand, he grabbed ahold of Lanny’s rear waistband and pulled back. Lanny was hanging half out of the ring, but now his trunks were also half-off. The crowd with a full view of the half-moon roared. Hercules dragged him back in and then lifted him by those same trunks, before turning him around for a punch to the face.

Hercules lifted Lanny into a crushing bearhug. Lanny wrapped his tan legs around Hercules in a futile attempt to relieve the pressure. His cock rubbed up against Hercules’s chest. Lanny let out a cry, from the pain and pleasure of being hugged and having his cock up against all that muscle. He felt his cock rise against his will and nothing he could do would change it. The feelings pleasured him in a spot he’d never known before, it made him writhe against Hercules, rubbing his cock against the muscle man’s burly chest. Hercules could feel it and grinned. He knew Lanny was getting dangerously excited and grinded the bear hug. Lanny put his legs on the ground to try to keep his cock from rubbing so closely against Hercules, but the strongman reapplied even more pressure, causing Lanny to compensate by again wrapping his legs around him like Hercules was his daddy. But this caused his ass to open slightly which caused even more good feelings, while his cock again rubbed against Hercules. Inevitably after he couldn't hold it anymore, Lanny felt his cock spurt hot cum into his trunks. There was nothing he could do. The last time he’d ejaculated had been at wrestling school.

Finally Hercules released him and Lanny fell to his back. His cock was now deflated, the erection gone. But in its place was a puddle of jobber cum, which stained the front of his baby blue trunks for all to see, including the TV
audience. Poor Lanny. Worse, the trunks had gone transparent and the cum was all they needed to let viewers see inside. They could make out Lanny's fine cock, as the cum surrounded his defeated jobber cock.

Hercules scooped Lanny up for a torture rack, his hands fondling Lanny's crotch as he lifted him onto his shoulders. Now the erection was long gone, but fans could see his soaked trunks. Hercules pulled down Lanny's chin while pulling down on his crotch, nearly breaking his back. Lanny screamed out to the ref, begging to give up. The ref prolonged it a bit, letting Hercules have his fun. Finally he rang the bell and Hercules dropped the cum soaked jobber Lanny to the mat.