King's Throne Match! Shiro vs. Johnny Million

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This was it! This was Shiro's debut in the AFW! Not only was it his debut, but it was the mark of a type of match that he couldn't help but jump for when he heard it -- a King's Throne match. Honestly, it just screamed his name. Wait. Was it actually? No, whoops. That was the announcer's voice. He was gonna be late for his own debut! He gave a small laugh to himself as he pulled himself up from his seat in the locker room and made his way to the ramp, his entrance music beginning to play -- the strains of 2NE1 already beginning to hype the crowd up. And down Shiro came, clacking down the ramp in his heels, thong barely keeping anything together, all of which strangely matched with the jacket he had on that only managed to cover his arms and, in fact, needed to be latched on across his chest. He blew kisses to the audience, even going so far as to walk up to one lucky person and make out with them, moving their hand down his nearly naked body towards his crotch. And before he even got the hand there, he pulled away, finishing his walk to the ring.

He pulled himself up into the squared circle, flashing the red bottom of those heels as he bent over and went between the second and third ropes, into the ring itself. He walked around in it, riling the crowd up some more, before he began to undo those heels -- and toss them into the crowd for some lucky person to take home. With that, he waited for his opponent's entrance to begin.

"A kings throne match?" Johnny said to himself a little amused and curious. "Well I am THE king of Rock an Roll so this should be easy!" He adjusted his trunks, tonight going for a much more revealing look. He had his usual biker boots, but apart from a small tight set of gold trunks, he was naked. His long hair was flowing behind him and he picked up his guitar and slung it over his shoulder.

Getting his cue he blasted out a chord that rumbled all around the arena/ Johnny appeared in spotlight and made his way to the ring. He looked all business tonight, having had a number of humiliating losses where frankly he was some sexy guys cushion. He even had to endure the humiliation of an article in AFW Magazine which showed in full detail Johnny's face smothered under several male members packages as he was counted out.

He got to the ring and saw Shiro for the first time. He actually gulped given just how tall his rival was, bigger than Johnny and definitely heavier. He did NOT want to be pinned under this guy, let alone facesat!

Johnny took his guitar off and got into the ring. "It's right you have white hair, you should be scared me because I am going to ride your face!" Johnny cupped his impressive package as he tried to taunt Shiro, although he was wary, because he was not the strongest guy in AFW, and his kinks often led to his downfall. The announcer gave his intro.

"This is a Kings Throne Match, the only way to win is to pin your rival for 5 seconds by smothering their face. Introducing first, the King of Rock, weighing in at 137ibs, Johnny Milllllllionnnnn!"

"And his opponent, making his AFW debut, weighing in at 203lbs, Shiiiiiiiroooooooo!"

It was far from Shiro's wrestling debut, so the audience lit up and cheered. There were quite a few jeers as well, but what resounded most were the catcalls. All of the men who found themselves attracted to him, all of the women who loved that there was a man going for the skimpy clothing routine, and everything in between. Shiro smiled as he listened to them, looking over at Johnny as he tried to taunt him.

"I'm not scared of you at all, cutie~," he replied, moving forward. "Don't you know? Riding people's faces is my thing~. Honestly. You might as well just let yourself fall on the ground and let me pin you now. It'll save us a lot of trouble, and save you a whoooooole lot of humiliation."

Shiro grinned at him, putting his hands on his hips as he moved forward to meet Johnny. "Well? What's it gonna be? You gonna do what's good for ya and roll over~? Or will you let me humiliate you so bad, you won't even be able to wear a bag on your face around your own house without being laughed at?"

Johnny folded his arms across his chest as he heard his rival speak. He shook his head from side to side with a slight grin also. He wasnt about to be intimidated by this guy, even though he did noticed how well endowed Shiro was. He raised his hands looking all business in these early stages. Johnny was also feeling the heat of his pre match warm up and the ring lights were really intense. He was sweating, and he knew Shiro would be as well. That would serve to make any attempted smother all the more intense.

"Ya know, you talk too much, but dont worry, your mouth will be stuffed full... of this!" He pointed to his own package. "I am not gonna lie down, roll over or anything else, except give you the deepest smother I can... bitch boy!"

Johnny had decided to take it to Shiro and kicked off the canvas on his boots. He charged toward his rival looking to make a grab and use his momentum to sandwich Shiro between his body and the turnbuckles so that he could mount a proper set of attacks to get Shiro exhausted enough to bury his face between his thighs. His hair flowed behind him like fire and Johnny was closing the gap fast between the two wrestlers.

"Here comes the rock and roll pain train!" Johnny shouted trying to use all the energy he could muster for a super explosive start, which he had to do given Shiro out weighed and out sized him.

"Oh my~. Sounds like you have quite the fantasy in place!" Shiro giggled lightly, barely even moving to look at the man's package as it was pointed at. It took a lot more than just that to attract the man's attention, that much was clear. So when Johnny rushed at him, Shiro was unperturbed. In fact, he had a bit of a reaction to it as well. At the last moment, he moved out of the way of the man's path, even going so far as to stick his leg out in hopes of tripping Johnny up as he rushed forward!

If it succeeded, Shiro would laugh once more, light, easy. "Here…how about you try this, and tell me how you feel afterwards?" he remarked, before he moved forward -- and went to drop his ass straight down on the man's upper back. Pressing down roughly on his chest, facing the man's legs, he would move forward, as if he were releasing Johnny from his grip. But he had much more in mind, so long as he was able to get him and keep him on his front.

Because from there, he would grab for Johnny's legs in order to yank them back in a boston crab, farther than they were supposed to go. Practically trying to pull the man into a giant C shape.

Johnny was all show and energy, so it was somewhat embarrassing and painful to the rocker's ego when he tripped right over the leg of his rival and dumped himself to the canvas. "OOFFFFF" he lay there for a moment, one trying to hide his face because of the shame of how easily he had been floored, but two, because he managed to take quite a bump and he didnt want any flash photos of him looking bruised and red.

"You god damn bastard!" he called out and slammed the canvas with his fist. Unfortunately this gave Shiro all the time he needed. Johnny found himself sat on and bent in a awkward and painful way. "AGGHHHHHHH Bitch!" he cursed again. For someone who claimed to be so good, Johnny sure had a potty mouth in matches.

Johnny grasped the canvas for any kind of traction as he tried to crawl to the ropes, which were so near. He strained and tried to lift himself up but Shiro was way to heavy for the rocker to lift near 200ibs on top of his own body weight. It could have been a lot worse for the blonde rock god, at least Shiro didnt turn this into an attempted private humiliation session. As much as Johnny like to wrestle and dominate, once a guy had him down and started to hump his face, he was quickly overrun with emotion and desire to submit to the pin

It was probably the worst kept secret in AFW which is why he found himself in so many of these type of matches

"What's wrong~? Cat got your tongue? Or maybe your dick?" Shiro cooed, yanking back on his legs more and more. He could feel Johnny moving slowly, getting closer and closer to the ropes, and it almost seemed like Shiro didn't mind. No, the white-haired man had better ideas. He reached down and began to fondle Johnny through his gold trunks, grabbing and massaging his hand into the man's crotch. "There you go~. You like that, don't you?" he remarked, but he could still feel the man moving forward, toward the ropes. Honestly! The things he did for people to let them enjoy themselves some more and they still weren't into it! He gave a small huff to himself, before finally getting off and letting Johnny's legs fall back down onto the canvas.

He didn't want to let Johnny remain that close to the ropes, however. How was he going to do what he wanted if Johnny could just go for a rope break! He grabbed for the rocker's ankle and moved to yank him back into the center of the ring, humming to himself. With that, he moved to jump up and try and go for a banzai drop, right onto his chest! With that, he would hover his crotch right in front of Johnny's face. Not going for a facesit quite yet -- he knew Johnny could get free if he tried -- but it was still close enough for some nice humiliation. "Come on, cutie. What should I do next? Got any preferences~?"