Ramos and Gris

Lobo Gris vs Zach Ramos, Florida Fights 11 (BG East)

"Sorry, dude," Zach moans in an unsorry monotone, "traffic and stuff." Lobo says he's half an hour late. "Yeah yeah yeah," grumbles Ramos. "I'm here now. Get over it." Zach climbs into the ring and gets close to Lobo, really close, their noses touching.  Lobo shoves him, and Zach lands sloppily on his butt, then staggers to his feet. "Wanna try that again?" Zach yammers. The two men catch hold of each other, collar and elbow. Zach falls backwards to the ring floor with Gris on top of him. Deftly, Gris repositions, holding his challenger's left arm between his thighs and applying a side headlock. Zach reaches for a ring rope that's beyond his reach.

Ramos twists and locks Lobo's head under one arm. Then, he applies a full nelson and uses his boots to stretch his opponent's thighs apart. Lobo grimaces but manages a reversal. He pulls Zach to his feet, rolls back, and slams Zach's head to the ring floor. He repeats the action and rolls Ramos on his back in a small package. Ramos kicks free the same moment Lobo counts "three." Lobo picks him up and body slams him. (Then, again for good measure.) Then, Lobo rests his crotch on Zach's face, gets a full three count, but Ramos pushes him off a second later. "You're pissing me off, man," says Lobo, then punches the longhair on the chin. Zach staggers and collapses.

The match runs slow, accentuating the flesh-on-flesh struggle. Lobo smashes his opponent against the turnbuckles, then throws him over his shoulder, using his free hand to spank then rub Zach's butt. Again, he flings Ramos down like the guy's a side of beef. Lobo pulls Zach's leg up and back. Ramos is sobbing, but refuses to give up. The give and take feels messy, like literally you can see the sweat and see the steam rising off the shoulders. This is a match made for sweating, grunting, wincing, baring teeth, thrusting crotches against mouths, body slamming, near pins, purgatorial moaning, careless taunting that's certain to turn around and bite the goader on the ass.

Halfway through, Zach Ramos looks like he's winning. He's so close to Lobo that his body appears to be absorbing him. At this point, the match is sensuous and brutish at the same time. Around the 17-minute mark, Lobo springs back into action, targeting Zach's damp crotch. A couple of minutes later, his thighs are spread over Zach's heaving stomach and his lips are locked on Zach's. Then, the punishments and taunts resume, Lobo still in control. But in the final minutes, Zach stages a comeback - as rapturous and sensuous as anything that precedes this moment. And it is one hell of a moment.

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