Tyson's offer

You start to come around and slowly realize you are not in the ring, but in Tyson Reed’s office. You're sprawled out on a cot, naked and sticky, no one having bothered to clean you up afterwards. The room is spinning, and it takes a moment to realize you’re not dead, just defeated.

Tyson, sitting at his desk notices you start to wake up, "Well, that was certainly a...unique...performance. You've got spirit, kid." He says, his voice tinged with amusement. "Devin may not have noticed you took a dive, but I sure did. You sold it pretty damn well, even letting your opponent get you off during the match."

You try to sit up, but your muscles protest. The office chair creaks as he leans back, stroking his chin, "Maybe you've got a different kind of talent."

He slides a USB stick across the desk, "There's a whole side of this business you're not seeing yet. Private matches, for those with...specific tastes." He says, his voice dropping to a whisper, "Wealthy investors who'd pay good money to get in the ring with someone like you. Someone pretty and willing to take it all."

You blink, trying to focus, "You want me to...to what?"

Tyson smirks, "They want to live out their fantasies, and who are we to judge?" He opens a drawer and pulls out a contract, "You're a natural jobber, and if you play your cards right, you could make a fortune."

Your heart races as you pick up the USB stick. It feels heavy with opportunity, or is it just the stickiness from the match? You plug it into a nearby computer and what you see makes your cock stir again.

Video after video of handsome, muscular men, just like you, getting dominated and fucked by men in private wrestling rings, men with money and power. Sometimes there is a small audience, others just the client. They're grinning, sweating, and enjoying every moment of it. It's not just wrestling anymore, it's a full-contact porno.

Tyson's voice brings you back to reality, "You'd be paid handsomely for each match, and you'd get to keep your day job training here." He leans in closer, "But remember, you're the star. You make 'em believe you're into it, and they'll keep coming back for more."