Kale and Baretta remain at opposite corners staring at the stud across the ring from them. They lock up in a grapple, Kale pushes Baretta back into the corner. They release the grapple and Kale swings his fists at Baretta and kicks him in the gut a few times. He then slingshots Baretta across to the opposite corner and charges at him, but eats turnbuckle. Baretta hopes over the ropes and then slings himself back over with a flying clotheslines. Kale goes down. Baretta curls biceps around Kale's neck, squeezing it tight. Kale swings his arms to hit Baretta, but no dice. He gets up and throws Baretta into the ropes and tackles him with a shoulder block. Baretta bounces back to his feet and tries kicking Kale, but Kale catches his foot. Baretta then connects with an enzuigiri to Kale's head. Kale stumbles back, Baretta hits him with a few knife-edged chops before throwing him into the ropes. Kale locks the ropes with his elbows, dodging Baretta's dropkick. Kale takes the opening and lifts Baretta with a suplex. He goes for a cover, but Baretta is out after one. Kale whips Baretta into the corner and hits a body splash followed up with chop blocks. Baretta is dazed, but Kale moves fast, flipping Baretta to the middle of the ring. Kale grabs his legs and gets him in a sharpshooter. Baretta squirms in pain as he inches toward the ropes. Kale tightens the move, but Baretta grabs the rope, breaking the hold. Kale picks up Baretta and gets him in a headlock. He knees him in the gut a few times and then hits him with an atomic drop. Baretta stumbles forward and then gets clotheslined from behind. Kale goes for a pin, but still only one-count. Baretta gets back up, blocking Kale's punches and the two men grapple. Baretta throws Kale into the ropes and hits him with a dropkick. Kale bounces up only to go right into another dropkick. Baretta then double stomps on the fallen Kale. Baretta bounces to the top rope and hits a springboard dropkick. He goes for the cover, but gets two. Baretta picks up Kale and then hits him with a springing tornado DDT. Kale is out for the three-count and Baretta raises his fists in victory.
Kale approaches Baretta in the ring, congratulating him on a good match. The men shake sweaty palms, and Kale brings in Baretta for a hug. He feels that Baretta is hard. Instead of letting go of the hug, Kale turns his head and kisses Baretta, running his hands through the long hair. Baretta feels down Kale's back and squeezes his ass. He wants a piece of it. Kale first tends to business, pulling down Baretta's tights and sucking that hard cock. Baretta shuffles back to the corner turnbuckle and leans back for support as Kale inhales his cock. Baretta has had enough, and pulls Kale back up for a kiss. Kale tickles Baretta's pecs with his tongue. Baretta adjusts himself in the corner, as Kale turns around and squats down on his dick. Baretta holds onto the ropes as Kale bobs on his cock, careful to take more than he can handle. Kale grunts with pleasure, as Baretta thrusts his cock up deeper. Kale grabs for the ropes to keep his balance as his ass is pounded. Baretta keeps going, as Kale moans. Kale warns he could cum, and Baretta slows down. He doesn't want this to end. Baretta leans against the ropes and wags his butt, an open invitation for Kale. Kale guides his cock in and immediately pounds hard. Baretta grins widely and uses the ropes to bounce his ass and eat Kale's dick. Kale grabs Baretta's shoulders and fucks him hard, grunting and squeezing his own nipples. Finally he can't give any more and comes all over Baretta's back. Baretta turns around strokes his cock until the white juice explodes on Kale's stomach and chest. The two studs exchange a final kiss, there are no losers in this match.
If I were faced with picking one of these men, as much as I'd want to play with Baretta's pecs, I'd choose Kale.
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