It didn't take long for the other wrestlers to show their displeasure at some of DJ's antics. Mark O took him on one side and calmly explained to him that throttling with a wristband was not how things were done in this locker room.
I believe Beckham's response was: 'Are you kidding me?'
Mark decided that actions might speak louder than words
and drew DJ's attention to his own vulnerabilities.
This exchange was overheard by another pro, Guido Genatto. One of the most feared grapplers on the circuit. It's not recorded what Beckham said to him, but he got a short and sharp response.
(Embarrassing hold, but his shoulders and trunks looked great)
If Beckham had a flair for embarrassing opponents with simple holds (see Part 1), Guido was the master of economical domination.
He was pretty good at hurting his opponents, too.
it lasted long into the evening.
You can imagine how Beckham felt when he discovered his next contest in the ring was against Genatto AND Max Quivers, whose sheer size and spooky appearance would intimidate anyone. Before long, they were stretching DJ's resources.
(His hair was ruined, but at least his trunks looked good)
In his turn, Quivers turned Beckham's own locker room fouls against him, wrapping a belt round his neck.
(probably jealousy at Beckham's fantastic abs!)
Here, in a muscle wrenching, double-ender strike.
With his back softened up, DJ was helplessly suspended
in a teardrop hold - painful as well as humiliating.
But Genatto lecturing him at the same time was just too much.
Predictably, other wrestlers on the circuit took advantage.
Caleb Klein had his own bad memory to erase.
He put DJ into the same embarrassing hold.
The icing on top of his revenge
was to engulf Becks face with a sweaty armpit.
(possibly unwashed)
Against the formidable Joey Nux, Beckham courageously piled in,
clad in uncharacteristic, white trunks, as if wanting to remind the fans that he'd got one of the best asses in the business.
Perhaps forgetting that the last time he'd worn light trunks,
he'd had a double drubbing from Genatto and Quivers.
Nux gave him a taste of his own favourite corner pin.
A comprehensive course in the art of heel.
Joey's grandstanding was wasted on poor Becks,
preoccupied with a gag of murky, warm, pit sweat.
It was probably unnecessary anyway.
He'd already made his point.
We saw how DJ's spirited attacks were blunted by Wes Ratchet's immovable wall in Part 1. When he took control, DJ was in trouble!
Soon the sweat flowed as freely as the pain in his shoulders.
Thus weakened, another assault on Beckham's back soon developed.
A fine display of domination, with DJ left gasping.
Against lightweight, Max Ryder, Becks dons his tastiest briefs yet.
But he won't have wanted to show them off
while trapped in a head-scissors hold.
Beck's days of weighty domination seemed to have ended.
so he's not supposed to be able to do this!
Beck's in despair, but still able to show us his sexy side.
~
The narrative here is entirely fictional, as are the motivations, opinions and wrestling abilities ascribed to the men shown. The presentation sequence is not based on what happens in the match recordings.
Thanks to them all for looking great!





















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