Greg and George Vs Spurt.

Greg sat in the local coffee shop, annoyed and grumpy, he was sick of being knocked out, and he knew exactly who to blame for his woes.

" stupid Spurt, who does he think he is!"

" I'm sorry did you say Spurt?" Said a voice behind him.

" yes I did, and you are?"

" George, you?"

" Greg, yeah I did say Spurt, he's the reason I keep getting knocked out!" He said, very frustrated at his current situation.

"Well there aren't many with that name so I'm guessing it's the same Spurt I know, he's the boyfriend of my new stepbrother bert, I think we can help eachother out here" George said, as they both got into a deep discussion about their plan.

Little did either of them know though that this meeting had been planned, Jimmy and Bert had suggested that they go to the coffee shop at this exact time, so they'd meet, and issue a challenge, it was going to be glorious.

As expected the two arrogant men had then challenged Bert and Spurt to a match, one they had gleefully accepted, to be held In George's basement Wrestling ring.

Jimmy had been planning this with excitement, he sat next to the ring and had his phone on tiktok live. He'd already gotten a hundred watchers, as the title of the stream was called " Brother ko'd into oblivion!"

Greg walked in first, in his golden Champ shorts.

" what are you doing here?" He asked.

" oh you know.. just watching my friend and brother!" Jimmy said happily.

George then walked in, decked in the same shorts that Greg had, only his said " Superior"

" looking good there!.. Nice shorts" Greg said, happy he would finally be dealing with Spurt.

" once we've done with them I'm challenging you next" Greg said pointing to Jimmy.

" I look forward to it!"

Then Bert and Spurt entered.

Both had nothing but Blue speedos on, standing at 7ft tall the two of them were just nothing but muscle and ass, something George had had to much of!.

They entered the ring and Spurt spoke first.

" are you both ready for this?" Spurt said.

Greg though took to the centre of the ring.

" I think the question is are YOU ready for this?.. you have no idea how badly this is gonna go for you.. now we're willing to just forget this whole thing if you both apologise to us for your actions and give us the appropriate compensation" Greg said proudly.

" ohh don't worry I'll apologise" Spurt said.

He then turned to Jimmy.

" I'm sorry that you'll have to take Greg home, because he'll be drooling a lot in your car"

And with that, Spurt suddenly used the ropes to launch himself directly at Greg, ass first.

" what do you mea..."

THWAM.

A full, huge ass smacking Greg's face, instantly dazing him.

" Hurr..Ow?.."

" hey come on now that's not fair!.. you have to at least wait for the bell!" George said holding the smiling Greg.

" yeah your right bro.. come on babe, let's give him a few seconds to recover, in fact, how about I just sit this one out, tag me if you need me!" Bert said, just happy to watch Spurt work.

" sure" he said.

Meanwhile George tapped Greg's face.

" you alright?"

" Durr..sure Mommy what do youuu..ughh!" He said shaking his head.

" this bitch is going down!"

DING DING.

" alright.. its time to enact our plan... NOW!" Greg yelled as he raced to Spurts back, and grabbed his waist in an attempt to bearhug him.

" NOW!" Greg yelled as George launched himself forward and began punching Spurts stomach.

" And SWAP!" Greg said as they quickly switched, now George was bearhugging from behind and Greg attacked Spurts stomach.

Spurt however just smiled, nothing they did affected him.

" My Turn now?" He said, and without warning he elbowed George in the face, sending him to the ropes, and punched Greg three solid times in the face.

THWACK.

THWACK.

THWACK.

While George had been sent flying and dangled off the ropes drooling, Greg actually appeared unaffected at all, though this wasn't because he was he had suddenly become a great fighter, it was Because Spurt had actually knocked him out so fast, his brain hadn't actually acknowledged it yet.

" is that all...you've got!..let me showw youu how it's..done...Puurrrrrrrrpppp" he said, took one step, and fell forwards, straight down, dropping stiffly and twitching slightly.

George meanwhile saw beautiful birds circling his head as he dangled off the ropes.

" you alright bro?" Bert asked.

" yyyyyeeeerrrp!...s...sleepyyyy" he said as his eyes rolled up and he fell backwards, moaning to himself.

DING DING.

Bert counted to ten, and declared Spurt the winner of round one.

He dragged Greg and George back to their corner, making them both sit on the turnbuckle next to eachother, George's head resting on Greg's shoulder.

" awww they look so peaceful!" Jimmy said as the views on his tiktok live skyrocketed.

They woke up slowly, but eventually stood up.

" A...alright...that..didn't work..we...we need to try..something else..." Greg said.

" I agree.. how about this.. we both hit him in the stomach, at the same time!" George said, he would've gone for the face, but Spurt was a whole inch taller than him.

" Got it" Greg said.

DING DING.

They ran at Spurt together, Smashing their fists into Spurts chest, which Did absolutely nothing.

" is it my turn again?" Spurt said smiling as he first grabbed George's head, then slammed his face on the turnbuckle.

BONK.

Then threw him out of the ring, with Bert catching him.

Spurt Grabbed Greg and lifted him with one hand.

" Hey!...Get off Me!.." Greg said, attempting to hit Spurts arm, Spurt just smiled and as Bert held up George, they had a great idea.

Bert launched George back into the Ring, as Spurt turned Greg round, and threw him right into George's path, whacking their faces together in an instant knockout.

SLAM.

" Uruhhhhhhh..." Greg said as his eyes rolled up and they collapsed together, George landed on his back drooling, Greg ended up next to him, his limp hand dropping right onto George's now hard Dick.

DING DING.

They were brought back to their corner and sat next to eachother again but they were now even more limp, as noticed when George's head dropped into Greg's lap.

A good dose of water finally brought them up, they managed to stand up, and finally got their bearings.

" L..let's try this.. we try and topple him, if we push him over his weight might keep him grounded to the floor, allowing us to knock hin out with punches!" Greg said, being a little dazed still they found no errors in this plan.

DING DING.

They both charged at him together, trying to push him over, Spurt just laughed.

" and you warned Me about crossing you?" He said and with one hand, Pushed George so hard he went flying to the ropes, which swung him back to Spurt, who just raised his foot, which slammed into George's face, dropping him to the floor, dazed and Drooling.

As for Greg, Spurt Grabbed him, and pushed him a little away, then climbed up onto the turnbuckle.

" You can't hide up there!" Greg said, a little bit of his confidence returning.

" your right.. let me get DOWN!" Spurt yelled, and jumped, then flipped.

Greg's confident face quickly turned to horror as Spurts massive ass dropped right for him.

" Oh Fu..."

SLAM.

Spurt had landed right on top of him, pushing him down to the floor with his ass, Greg's body Twitched and jolted as Spurt stood up.

His eyes were wonky, Drool escaped his open mouth, and his little moans were a sure sign that he'd been knocked out, yet again.

DING DING.

Once again they were brought to consciousness with bottled water poured on their faces, they glumly stood up, then turned to eachother.

" you were supposed to help me!" Greg yelled.

" Me?!.. your the one who keeps letting him knock me out first!" George said.

Greg then turned and stood in front of george, with an angry look.

" I wouldn't have to help you if you weren't so stupid!"

DING DING.

But neither of them heard it, they were to busy arguing.

So Spurt used the ropes to swing him forward, raced to their end of the ring, and slammed into them.

SLLLAMM.

Greg's body slammed into George, their heads knocked together and instantly they were turned into nothing but happy Goofy morons.

Spurt stood back a little and laughed.

" Durrrp..wh..where am...I?" Greg said as he staggered around helplessly.

" I..Dunno...Heeh...I..Don't.. wanna. Go.. shool..Mommy" George said equally stupid.

" oh have you two forgotten?.. your on a date!" Spurt said.

They finally manged to look at eachother and smiled.

" Let's...kissss!" Greg said, but they never got that far, Greg just soundlessly droppe to the floor, on his back with his erection sticking up through his shorts, George dropped down next, and his head landed face first into Greg's shorts.

"Heheheee...Diiiccckkk....manuelss...bigger" George said before finally passing out.

DING DING.

Spurt then dragged them back, and took of both of their shorts, leaving them ****, naked and very clearly erect.

" One last Knockout" Spurt said, and dragged them both up.

DING DING.

For George it was a simple Nerve Pinch, he Pressed onto George's stomach, sides and both sides of his head, George stood there in shock as the nerves started to knock him out.

He then turned to Greg's dazed face.

" hellop...Are..youurrpp...A.Giantt?" Greg said, as Birds tweeted around his head as a near galaxy of stars spun round him in circles.

" Night Night" Spurt said. Then smashed his fist into Greg's face, with all of his power.

THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK THWACK.

One punch put him out, the rest were just comically Overkill, each punch bouncing him back to the ropes, which swung him back to Spurts waiting fist.

DING DING.

And that was it, they were completely done, George fell first, landing flat on his back, Drooling profusely, Greg then dropped to his knees, then dropped silently onto George, his open mouth dropping straight onto George's erect dick.

Bert laughed and after taking a lot of pictures, Picked George up, and carried him back upstairs, Jimmy meanwhile picked up Greg, and carried him over his shoulder to his car, not bothering to pick up his shorts.

On the Drive home Jimmy tried to wake Greg up but it was completely impossible, an ahegao expression fixed on his sleeping face. he was out, really out, Spurt had actually told him that it would probably take a couple of days for him to recover from this.

They got home, thankfully at night so Jimmy carried his naked and Drooling brother in over his shoulder.

He placed him in his bed, but stopped leaving as Greg actually lifted his head up!

" bro!.. how are you feeling?"

" George....D..dick...." he said, and his head dropped back down, once again snoring.

He laughed, and left him to recover.

THE NEXT MORNING.

Jimmy had gotten up first and made breakfast, his parents had gone to work, so it was just him and Greg.

He had made Greg some jam toast, on the off-chance he'd wake up, as he heard the slow footsteps coming down the stairs.

Greg entered the kitchen, completely naked and Jimmy could already tell he wasn't recovered in the slightest, he obviously didn’t even realise that he was naked, clearly coming down here had been an involuntary reaction from whatever small part of his brain still worked, it was morning, so breakfast.

He had a large dopey smile, his arms dangled uselessly to his side and and a little bit of drool leaked down his mouth.

" M...mornin..B..bro?" He said, almost like a question than a statement.

He sat on the chair, and stared blankly at the toast.

" Hhhurr...Got.. matchh...with Spuurtt Today...G..GOonna...wi...win!..uurrhhhhhh"

SPLAT.

He said and raised his hand up in what seemed like a victory wave, then just collapsed forward, his face landing directly in the jam toast as Drool began properly leaking from his mouth, snoring softly.

" You'll be alright Tomorrow, come on bro, back upstairs!" He said, lifting his sleeping brother up, wiping the jam off him, and dragging him back upstairs, watching with amusement as he cummed while twitching.