He gives up

"One...," the referee shouts.

"I own your ass, little man," you laugh at Ronnie.

"Oh no," he replies in a monotone, "I am struggling to escape."

"Two..."

Ronnie pushes up slightly and moves from side to side. He doesn't even seem to be trying to escape.

"Three!" The referee declares.

You push up off the scrawny jerk's chest and stand over him.

"Darn," he says in that same monotone. "I lost again."

You give him a hand up and then the referee announces you the winner.

"The winner is Juuuuust Joyyyyyy!" He shouts and lifts your hand over your head. "And what will you be asking of your vanquished opponent."

"Who wants to see what's in his trunks?" You yell to the crowd.

There are a few shouts and whistles from women in the audience, but the mostly-male crowd boos.

"Well, I want to see!" You silence them and reach out and yank Ronnie's trunks down to his ankles.

His hard cock bounces free, a decent size made larger by the fact that he has completely shaved off his pubic hair.

"Hmmm," you murmur, looking his cock over. "Better than I expected. I think we should start with..."