In celebration of Fandango's birthday, a bonus match!
Conrad is the versatile porn star who has appeared in dozens upon dozens of scenes, satisfying viewers with whatever position his 5'9, 179 lb body is in. Fandango comes in at 6'3" and 244 lbs, and is known for his dancing persona, perfect for showing how he can move his body and shake his hips (and ass).
Fandango and Conrad stare each other down in opposite corners. The bell rings and they lock up. Fandango gets Conrad in a reverse armlock. He elbows Conrad in the head and then hits a Russian legsweep. Conrad rolls away and both men are back on their feet. Fandango punches Conrad in the head and then chops him loudly across the chest. Conrad stumbles back into the ropes and Fandango whips him across the ring. Conrad comes running back and eats another blow to the head. Fandango taunts the fallen pornstar by doing his dancing stance. But Conrad is up quick and punches Fandango in the gut. He follows it up with a strike to the head. He grabs Fandango and slings him into the corner turnbuckle. He then dashes to the middle buckle and pounds Fandango ten times in the head. Fandango takes a dazed step forward and Conrad hits a neckbreaker. Conrad goes for the cover, but Fandango punches out after one. Conrad picks Fandango back up and goes to whip him across the ring, but as he releases Fandango he throws out his arm and the wrestler eats the clothesline. Fandango crawls to the ropes to pull himself up. Conrad pulls Fandango up through the middle rope and knees him in the head a few times. Fandango hangs on the ropes as Conrad takes a few steps back and hits a bit boot to the kisser. Fandango falls back off the ring to the mats below. Conrad watches Fandango crawl around and then sling shots over the ropes landing on top of him. Fandango could be out of it. Conrad hurries to his feet and rolls the wrestler back in the ring and goes for the cover, but Fandango punches out after two. Conrad wipes the seat off his brow, disappointed. Conrad picks Fandango back up to his feet, but Fandango punches back. He grabs the pornstar by the head and throws him in the corner, through the turnbuckles into the pole. Conrad rolls around on the mat grabbing his shoulder in pain. Fandango stomps toward him kicking him while he's down. He then picks him up and hits a sitout suplex slam. He goes for a cover, but Conrad throws him off him after two. He pulls Conrad up to his feet, Conrad kicks him in the gut, so Fandango pushes him back into the ropes. He comes charging back and Fandango throws him up in the air, letting him fall face first to the ring. Conrad squirms around upon impact, not getting one break now. Fandango picks up Conrad and whips him into the corner turnbuckle. He charges at Conrad, but Conrad dodges out of the way. Fandango eats turnbuckle and stumbles back as Conrad bounces off the rope and hits a clothesline. Fandango sits dazed in the middle of the ring as Conrad comes back at him with another boot, sending him on his back. Conrad lays on top of him with a hook of the leg, but Fandango kicks out after one. Fandango tries crawling to the corner, but Conrad follows him, picking him up by the head and slamming his head into the turnbuckle. Conrad then grabs the dancer and hits a DDT. He goes for the pin, but again, Fandango kicks out at two. Both men get to their feet and trade chops across the chest until Fandango has had enough and headbutts the pornstar. Conrad falls to his back and Fandango gets on him with a side armlock. Conrad tries spinning around, but Fandango's strength is too much for him. Conrad slowly gets to his feet, elbowing Fandango in the gut a couple times to break the hold. Fandango goes for an inverted atomic drop, but Conrad flips over Fandango. Fandango spins around and gets a boot to the face. Conrad goes for the pin, but Fandango punches out after one. Both men get to their feet at the same time and trade blows. Fandango corners Conrad, but Conrad tries giving him a boot, but Fandango catches it and flings it over the middle rope, trapping him. He then takes a few steps back and hits a splash. Conrad falls face first into the middle of the ring. Fandango hops on to the top rope looking to finish it. He gyrates to get himself in the mood and then sails in the air with his Beauty in Motion diving legdrop, but Conrad rolls out of the way at the last second. Fandango lands hard, wincing in pain, and Conrad quickly rolls him up, catching him by surprise. Conrad fights to hold it and gets the three-count, upset victory over the veteran superstar.
Conrad arrives late to the dance class -- the ballroom -- and is surprised that no one else is there. Well, no one except his instructor, the one and only Fandango. Fandango smiles at Conrad. "Class can begin." "Wait, we're it?" Conrad says confused. "Two is company..." Fandango says in his whisper of a voice. Conrad nods, I mean, who is he to complain about having one-on-one with Fandango. Fandango's hair is gelled back, skin is sprayed with oil, and his magenta vest and tight pants couldn't look sexier. "Now, come to me," Fandango says, "Let me show you the steps to the dance." He holds Conrad's hand and places his other hand on Conrad's back and leads him through the steps. Conrad tries to focus on the steps, finding it hard to look away from the hunk leading him. Plus Fandango smelled really good. "One, two, three. One, two, three." Fandango goes through the steps again, ending by dipping Conrad on his knee. Conrad looks up at him, this would be the perfect moment for a kiss. Instead Fandango pulls Conrad back up on his feet. Fandango pauses about how he's going to deliver his critique. "I think you need to feel the music and breathe more..." Fandango says. "Take that off." Before Conrad can oblige, Fandango tugs Conrad's tanktop off revealing his lightly hairy chest. "Yes..." Fandango says seeing the porn stars body. "Feel it." He brushes his hands up Conrad's chest and then takes his position. They begin moving through the steps, Conrad much more at ease. "One, two, three. One, two, three..." Fandango directs him through the steps. And then they end with Fandango again dipping Conrad on his knee. "Much better..." Fandango says and then he leans down and kisses Conrad. Conrad puts his hand around Fandango's head to hold him steady, their facial hair grazing against each others. Fandango pulls out of the kiss, "Much, much, much better." Conrad approaches his instructor, "I think it was all you. And your instruction..." Conrad slides off Fandango's vest, revealing his glistening chest and abs. He kisses Fandango and then continues kissing down his next to his chest. He licks Fandango's pec and moves to the other, sucking on it. "Ahhh..." Fandango sighs, holding Conrad's head to his chest. Conrad sucks the other pec, swirling his tongue around it before going down Fandango's stomach to his crotch. He licks Fandango's pant's crotch seeing the boner hidden under the tight magenta fabric. "Yeah..." Fandango exhales, sliding his pants down, letting them drop to his ankles. Conrad grabs the dick stroking it a few times before sucking it all in. He lets go of the shaft and cups Fandango's balls with his hand as he slides the dick in and out of his mouth. Fandango continues to breathe heavy, encouraging Conrad to keep at it. He spits on the head, sucks it in, slopping his tongue around on it before inhaling the rest of the shaft. Fandango leans back against the mirrored wall, his head in his hands, enjoying the blowjob, sighing, "Yeah, take it..." Conrad spits the dick out, a long string of saliva stills runs from his lip to Fnadango's head, not that it matters because he stuffs the dick back in his mouth swirling the head around in his mouth. Conrad, appreciative of his one-on-one lesson with Fandango, and this is the way he shows it. He finally spits the dick completely out and stands up, making out with Fandango some more. Fandango, despite being bigger and bulkier, is putty in Conrad's hands. He gets on his knees as Conrad slides his jeans off. The wrestler grabs the large, hard dick in his face and strokes it as he slides it his mouth. His lips cup tightly against the shaft as he moves back and forth. Conrad closes his eyes, Fandango's stroke couldn't be more perfect. He feels Fandango take all his dick in, his facial hair rubbing up against Conrad's thighs. He spits the dick out and does it all again, twisting his strokes as he goes. "Ah... Ah... Ah..." Conrad sighs as Fandango kisses down his shaft. Conrad pulls Fandango's head back and gives him a long kiss, before stuffing his face back into his crotch. Fandango bobs his head back and forth faster and faster, his lips still maintaining their firm hold around his cock. "Aww... fuck yeah," Conrad sighs rocking his body in sync with Fandango. His whole body is sweaty now, turned on from the oral action. He holds his dick by the base and wags it Fandango's face, as the wrestler keeps trying to get it back in his mouth. Finally Conrad pulls his dick back out of Fandango's mouth and pulls him to his feet. He presses him against the mirrors as they make out some more. Fandango pushes Conrad back and has him on his hands and knees on the floor. Fandango steps behind him and goes down on his knees and spits in Conrad's ass. "Ahhh," Conrad moans as he uses his finger to rub the saliva in his hole. Fandango nestles his head in and begins lapping up Conrad's hole. He licks up and down the hole, pushing the hairs on Conrad's ass down to his skin. He kisses Conrad's cheeks, giving him little bites before he goes back in to work on the hole. His tongue flicks in and out and then he sticks it out and bobs his head in toward's the hole. "Aww... yeah... awww..." Conrad moans. He bounces his ass up and down letting Fandango's tongue lick all over. Fandango slides his head back out, and sticks his finger in Conrad's ass. He slides it all the way in, twirls it around, and satisfied, pulls it back out. "Yeah, fuck me..." Conrad moans. Fandango gets Conrad to his feet, and leans him face first into the mirror. Conrad's bubble butt sticks out as he bends slightly over and Fandango lines his dick up. It glides in no problem. "Aww... yeah," Conrad breathes heavily between his moans. "Fuck me." Fandango begins to rock in and out of Conrad. Conrad looks up in the mirror and sees Fandango's face staring back at his. "Aww, yeah," Conrad smiles as Fandango winks back at him. He fucks the porn star harder, getting his dick all the way in before pulling out. Conrad loves it and rocks with the motion. Fandango holds on to Conrad's waist, gyrating as he holds his dick in. "Awww... yeah... uhh..." Conrad moans. "Don't stop." Fandango proceeds to fuck away, watching Conrad's ass wiggle and hearing his balls smack into his thighs. And soon Fandango's energy drains, and he pulls his dick out. Conrad looks at him in the mirror, what's wrong? "You take the lead..." Fandango whispers. Conrad turns around and kisses the wrestler again, sending him to his knees. Fandango reclines on his back as Conrad spreads his legs open. He sees Fandango's hole, throbbing, ready to be fucked. He spits in there and fingers him before plunging his cock in. "Ahhh..." Fandango sighs, pressing on Conrad's thighs to slow down. Conrad pulls out so only his head is in Fandango and then slowly rocks back and forth. "Yeah..." Fandango nods, "there you go." Conrad strokes Fandango's cock as he continues to gently fuck him. Fandango breathes heavily, sighing with pleasure, and then whispers, "Harder." Conrad nods and slides his cock further in with each thrust. Even he can feel Fandango's body tingle with each penetration. Fandango takes over stroking his cock, rubbing it faster and faster as Conrad's speed accelerates. Conrad leans in so he's on top of Fandango and kisses him as he gyrates his cock. Fandango sighs as they kiss, enjoying this motion. "Yeah..." he exhales as they break their kiss. "Ahh, fuck me..." Conrad leans back and holds on to Fandango's thighs as he maintains his rhythm. He pulls Fandango up and sits down, letting the sexy wrestler ride his cock. Fandango wraps his arms around Conrad's neck, making out with him as he bounces up and down on his cock. It doesn't go far in, but it's effective, and Fandango moans as they make out. Conrad holds him tight, feeling down his back to his ass, holding the cheeks apart so he can thrust his cock further in him. Fandango's eyes widen, as Conrad nails his spot. Conrad sets Fandango down again on his back and keeps fucking. Both men moan in unison as Conrad hits Fandango's g-spot again and again. Fandango's eyes stay open, his head tilts back a bit and then he let's out a big deep breath as he cums all over himself. Conrad can't help but smile, seeing something he always envisioned actually happen before his eyes. He slides his dick out and jerks off until his load shoots all over Fandango's chest. "Aww..." Conrad moans, squeezing his dick to get all the cum out. "Yeah!" Fandango wipes up some cum on his pinky and sucks it off. Conrad lays on top of the wrestler and gives him another kiss. Fandango squishes his ass as they makeout and catch their breaths. "Class," Fandango whispers, "Dismissed."
If I were to tango with one of these hunks, as sexy as Conrad is, there's no way I could pass up experiencing Fandango and his moves...
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