Johnny Donovan (Deacon) vs. Antonio Cesaro

Donovan (formerly Deacon from Sean Cody) is the hunky versatile porn star who made his debut in 2017 with Sean Cody as Deacon. He's now done scenes with other companies, and, of course, he's got a very popular Only Fans  account with his partner Ricky Donovan (formerly Asher of Sean Cody). It's hard to pick a favorite feature from his 5'10, 190 lb body, but that meaty ass and thick thighs are surely near the top of the list. Cesaro is the 6'5 232 lb Swiss Sensation with a shredded body and a very bountiful booty. He's quite the total package, including that package of his...

Donovan waits in the ring with butterflies in his stomach. After all that happened he's still nervous about facing the big man in the ring. Why did he sign up for this again?

The lights dim and flash marking Cesaro's entrance. The Swiss Sensation struts out to the ring in his black trunks and jacket. He has a skip in his step as he makes his way to the ring. He enters the ring, not once looking at Donovan, and unzips his jacket revealing his oiled up body. Donovan licks his lips -- that's why he signed up for this.

The bell rings and the two square off, grappling until Cesaro gets the advantage and gets Donovan in a side headlock. The pornstar presses on his thigh until Cesaro shoves him off into the ropes. Donovan comes running back, ducking a punch and then rebounds off the other ropes and leaps up with a crossbody, taking Cesaro down. The wrestler scrambles up to his feet and Donovan connects with a dropkick, knocking him back into the ropes. He slaps Cesaro hard across the chest and then licks Cesaro's sweat off his hands. Cesaro punches him back, but Donovan replies, ducking down and scooping him up for a slam. Donovan hops to his feet and climbs the turnbuckle to take advantage of this opening. The pornstar leaps off the top rope, but Cesaro catches him. He holds him tight and then swings around hitting a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Donovan screams and rolls away, trying to get back to his feet. Cesaro comes chasing after him, Donovan tries punching at him to fend him off, but the wrestler bends down and picks him up hitting a front powerslam. Donovan rubs his back, still sore from his backbreaker. If Donovan had any hope that Cesaro would go easy on him in this match, it's all gone now as he gets back up in a daze. Cesaro hits him with an uppercut and then springboards off the ropes and connects with a corkscrew European uppercut, knocking Donovan on his back. Cesaro crawls on top of him, one, two-- Donovan punches out in time.

Cesaro sits on his knees, despite having the advantage he's exhausted. He picks the pornstar back up and hits him with a gutwrench suplex. He pulls the pornstar over and pins him again, but only a one-count this time.

"Why are you doing this to yourself?" Cesaro asks.

"Because your ass is going to be mine." Donovan replies.

Cesaro chuckles, that's wishful thinking. He picks the pornstar back up, but Donovan hits him with a cheap poke in the eyes. He then leaps on Cesaro's back, wrapping his arms and legs around him for a sleeper hold. The wrestler screams, trying to fit him off, but finds his strength draining. Donovan holds on tight, even as the wrestler spins him around to his front, trying to break the hold. Cesaro finds the strength and grabs on to Donovan's waistband, lifting him up for a suplex. But as soon as he gets him vertical he can't hold on and Donovan drops down on his feet. He kicks the hunched over wrestler in the gut and then bounces off the ropes, but Cesaro greets him with open arms, lifting him up and hitting a powerbomb. He holds the pornstar down for the pin, but Donovan miraculously kicks out in time.

Cesaro shakes his head, how does Donovan have the energy to keep the fight going? Both men take their time to get to their feet. Once Donovan is upright, Cesaro runs into the ropes and comes back with a big boot that knocks Donovan down flat on his ass. Cesaro then motions that it's time for the Cesaro swing. He grabs Donovan by the legs and lifts him up, swinging him around again and again, one rotation, two, three, and then he releases him, dropping Donovan hard. But Cesaro stumbles back, dizzy and tired himself. He pants as he comes back at the pornstar, picking him up and whipping him into the corner. Cesaro follows it up by coming running at him with a European uppercut. He then takes the pornstar's wrist and whips him into the opposite corner. Cesaro takes a deep breath and charges after him, but Donovan ducks, flipping Cesaro over him and the ropes. The wrestler lands on edge and grabs at the pornstar. Donovan punches him back, hitting him in the head enough times that he can grab him. Then, standing on the middle rope, Donovan hits a superplex, slamming Cesaro back in the ring.

The wrestler, tired, is slow to get to his feet giving Donovan a chance to recover from all the bruising he's taken this match. Donovan makes his way over to Cesaro and knees him in the back, and then kicks him in the head. Cesaro doesn't like this one bit, standing back up and shoving Donovan hard back into the corner. Cesaro charges at him, but Donovan is ready with a big boot to the face that stops him in his tracks. Cesaro turns away, holding his chin, but Donovan grabs him and throws him into the corner. He hits a series of kicks that stuff the wrestler down on his ass.

"You like my ass so much have it," Donovan taunts, pulling his trunks down to expose his ass. 

He squats down, rubbing it in Cesaro's face for a stink face that leaves the wrestler gasping for air. Donovan steps away from the corner, pulling his trunks back up. He waits for Cesaro to get up and out of the corner and swings his leg up, but Cesaro catches it and pushes Donovan back. The wrestler comes at him swinging, but Donovan ducks and connects with a DDT. The sweaty wrestler takes a second getting back up, but Donovan is ready for him with a couple more blows. Then, Donovan grabs at Cesaro, but he ducks down, flipping him over his back on to the ring. Donovan pulls on Cesaro's legs dragging him upside down, ass in the air, with a sunset slip, catching him by surprise. One. Two. Three.

The bell rings confirming Donovan's upset victory. Cesaro's eyes widen, what the fuck just happened. Donovan raises his hands in victory, his eyes on Cesaro's ass, knowing what's about to come...

Before the match...
Donovan paces back and forth in the locker room checking the time -- he still has an hour or so until his match. Cesaro arrives and sets his gear down by his locker, calm and at ease. He senses Donovan's nerves, "Don't worry, it'll be over before you know it."

Donovan nods, now more nervous about his boner becoming visible than his match. But he can't resist watching Cesaro change into his black trunks, gawking at the towering athlete's ripped body. Cesaro turns around and catches him staring. Donovan sheepishly looks away and sits down, but Cesaro doesn't let the moment go. He approaches the wrestler.

"You looking to warm up before the match?"

"Uh, sure..." Donovan stands back up.

"Ok, we're going to start by grappling," Cesaro grabs on to Donovan's shoulders and the pornstar mimics, grabbing Cesaro's shoulders. "And then I'll get you in a side headlock."

Cesaro performs the move as described, Donovan's hand touches Cesaro's thigh and then up to his crotch by accident. Still he holds it there and feels the warmth of Cesaro's dick growing. The wrestler releases Donovan from the hold, the pornstar looks apologetic but he's too embarrassed to utter any words.

"That's a different kind of warming up," Cesaro says.

Donovan nods, wondering what the wrestler will do next. "I--"

"If that's what you meant, then get on your knees."

Cesaro strips off his trunks revealing that uncut cock, erect in its full glory. Donovan gasps, not having expected anything like that. He takes his trunks off so he's completely naked too, and, obeying the athlete's command, drops to his knees so his face is lined up with the dick.

Donovan finds the wrestler's confidence attractive, how there's no fear about getting a blow job in the middle of the locker room. How he has no hesitation to hook up before their match. It's hard to tell who wants who more, but Donovan knows one thing, he doesn't want to disappoint the Swiss Sensation.

Donovan begins by licking Cesaro's dick and the sensations are immediately felt by Cesaro, who finds it difficult to remain passive. "Uhh, yeah, taste my cock."

The pornstar keeps going, gently lapping and teasing his cock. Then he opens up and his lips wrap around Cesaro entirely.
"Ohhh," the wrestler gasps again at how hot and wet Donovan's mouth is around him. He clenches his fists as Donovan sucks him so hard. "Yeah that's it..."

Cesaro can't help but rock his hips as the pornstar keeps going, barely pausing for a breath. He can't believe how good with his mouth Donovan is. He shifts weight in his feet, feeling himself starting to leak precum.

"Ohhh yeah, mmm..." Cesaro tilts his head back and sucks in some air.

Donovan continues to bob his head and suck so hard pleased with the sounds he's hearing from the wrestler. This definitely is taking his mind off their upcoming match and any pain that would come from it. He fondles Cesaro's sac hearing another loud gasp, another unexpected delight, as he runs his tongue roughly over the sensitive nerves below the head while sucking. 

It proves to be too much. Too intense. "S-stop," Cesaro says.
Donovan spits the dick out and looks up at him with innocent eyes -- did he do something wrong? "Get on the bench."

Donovan crawls on the bench, arching his back so his enormous rear angles itself for whatever Cesaro has in mind. The wrestler looks at it, amazed at how round and full it is and leans in kissing the cheeks, licking him, drawing his tongue closer and closer to that pulsating hole.
Cesaro runs his tongue in circles around the muscles and drags his tongue again. Donovan moans, in disbelief that this is happening less than an hour before their match. If Cesaro thinks he needs to rim him to loosen him up, he was mistaken, but Donovan is enjoying it far too much to hurry him along.

"Ahhh yeah..."

He feels Cesaro press his tongue to try to get the slick appendage inside and exhales again. Cesaro licks even more fervently and gives Donovan's dick another rub with his hand, pleased to see it's still very, very hard. He forces his tongue in, licking all around while fondling the pornstar. It becomes clear to the pornstar that Cesaro's rimming is not so much for Donovan's pleasure but for his own -- knowing that the pornstar would be pleased anyway.

Suddenly he pulls back, "Stand up."

Donovan stands up and sees Cesaro's face again, determination in his eyes. "Come on, we don't have all day."

He pushes Donovan up against the wall, arching his back so his butt sticks out. "That's it," Cesaro says, slapping the ass a bit harder than Donovan expected.

The wrestler taps his dick on the ass, sliding it up and down Donovan's crack, working his way up to fucking him.

"Yeah, give it to me," Donovan begs.

That's what the wrestler wanted to hear. He stuffs his dick between the cheeks, pushing in, feeling the pornstar's muscle ease up as he enters him.

"Ahhhhh..." Donovan exhales, experiencing the warmth of Cesaro in him.

The wrestler doesn't wait long for the pornstar to adjust to him and begins twisting his hips, pumping his cock in him violently.  

"Yeah, you like that cock don't you?"
He grabs Donovan's hips,  thrusting hard with Donovan pressing his hands hard against the wall to remain stead.

"Aww.. yeah, right there..." the pornstar pants.
"God, you feel so good!" he grunts as he pulls the pornstar back into his hips with every jerk forward. Cesaro revels in the disheveled noises Donovan makes knowing he's hitting him right.
Donovan feels the rhythmic thrusts in his backside all the way up his spine. The athlete is so intense Donovan focuses on trying to just breathe, but it's an impossible task as Cesaro makes it his mission to slam all the air out of his lungs with every thrust. Donovan wonders if this was a mistake, if he'l be sore for their match making the likelihood of a mistake or injury greater. He wants to ask the wrestler to stop, or at least slow down, but Cesaro shifts slightly and finds a new intense angle. 

"FUCKKK!" Donovan curses, he looks back at Cesaro, surprised to see him dripping in sweat. The wrestler doesn't seem to like being looked at and turns Donovan's head back toward the wall.

And from there Cesaro fucks him even faster and harder, their skin clapping together, echoing through the entire locker room. The wrestler isn't even thinking about the match, just how horny he is and how fucking good Donovan's ass feels. His hands moved from Donovan's hips to slide up his back, feeling the thickness of muscle and fat in his fingers. Then they slides around to Donovan's chest, his fingers pinch and rub and flick the pornstar's nipples until they were throbbing from the stimulation. "Yeah, you like it rough, don't you?" he breathes into the pornstar's ear.

"Fuck!" Donovan closes his eyes tight, trying not to pass out from all the sensations running through his body. Donovan knows he won't be able to outlast Cesaro in the ring, so the least he can do to show his worth is outlast him being fucked. With this goal in mind, the pornstar exhales and focuses giving Cesaro what he wants.

"That's right," Cesaro says as his hips give another thrust that takes Donovan's breath away. "I'm fucking you nice and hard, and you like it."
Donovan nods with a moan affirming him. Cesaro continues railing him, waiting for his bottom to surrender. But Donovan doesn't. He moans and gasps and takes it. Even as he flicks his nipples again, or fondles his cock, or even rubbing his head with thumb -- the pornstar shows no signs of cumming. 

"On you back," Cesaro orders. It must be the position. Maybe seeing the wrestler plow into him will make the pornstar squirt. 

Donovan lies down on the bench and spreads his legs wide open into a V. Cesaro spits on his dick before sliding it back into Donovan's ass. He groans as his head pushes in. Fuck... The wrestler looks down at Donovan who has a big smile on his. Cesaro wipes the sweat off his brow, how could Donovan look so relaxed? And with that the wrestler starts pounding his ass, fucking the pornstar as hard and rough as he possibly can.

"Oh fuck Cesaro! FUCK ME!" Donovan screams.

That's it, Cesaro smiles. Now you're finished. Cesaro holds on to Donovan's thighs while pounding him with long, deep strokes. 

"UHHHH," the Swiss wrestler grunts, surprised that Donovan could still be so tight after all their fucking.

"Yeah, come on," Donovan says, his hand feeling up the athlete's abs to his chest. "Give me all you got."

Cesaro wraps his arm around Donovan's left thigh to hold him steady and then starts picking up the pace. He locks eyes with Donovan as if to say, "You asked for this" and then goes all the way in him before jerking out and stuffing it back in.

"Ahh," Donovan gasps, his head tilting back so he stares at the ceiling. 

Cesaro slaps Donovan on the face, "Look at me when I fuck you."

Donovan looks back at that ripped body as Cesaro keeps pushing into him, repeating the move before transitioning into quick, short strokes that nail Donovan's prostate. 

"Ohhh, FUCK!" Donovan nearly falls off the bench.

The wrestler centers him and keeps fucking, leaning in to kiss him, knowing he's got him right where he wants him.

"Yeah, you gonna cum for me?" Cesaro asks, breathing heavy.

"Ahh, fuck, yeah..." Donovan moans.

Cesaro squeezes on to Donovan's leg with one hand and presses down on Donovan's chest with his other hand. He rocks faster and faster in him, but at this point he knows he's not going to last much longer himself.

"Uhhhh," the wrestler pulls out and jerks his dick, "Yeah..."

His cum shoots out like champagne spraying from a popped bottle, raining down on the pornstar's chest and stomach.

"FUCKKKK," Cesaro gasps, still jerking wildly.

Donovan wipes some of the cream off his stomach and sucks it off his fingers. "Mmm..."

"You fucking slut," Cesaro says jokingly.

"Come on and finish me off, I'm so close," Donovan begs.

Cesaro sighs, catching his breath. He's a bit embarrassed he came first, so to make up for it he agrees and stuffs his dick back into the pornstar, feeling him clench up on it. Donovan rocks his body letting it slide in more, feeling it grow as it gets deeper.

"Oh yes, Cesaro, yes..."

Cesaro wipes his brow and fucks him messy, yet each time he hits his spot. The pornstar's prostate is throbbing so hard he can't believe he hasn't cum yet. He moans continuously as he furiously jerks off.

"That's it, I wanna see you covered in your own cum." Cesaro barks.
"Fuck fuck fuck!" Donovan cries out as he feels it approaching.

He closes his eyes and moans out as stream after stream of cum shoots out on to his stomach, chest, and even his chin. 

"Ahhh, God," Donovan sighs.

Cesaro nows collapses onto the pornstar, trying to catch his breath.

"Fuck," Donovan pants, with a big smile on his face, proud that he outlasted the Swiss Sensation. He taps Cesaro's ass, "When do I get a piece of this?"

Cesaro chuckles, "Uh, we still have our match to get to..."

"I know," Donovan squeezes the ass with both his hands, "But how about this, if I win then I get a piece of it?"

He slaps Cesaro's ass for emphasis. Cesaro looks at Donovan considering the offer - he's meaty, but there's no way he's going to win. He smirks, "And if I win?"

"You can have whatever you want..."

After the match...

Cesaro walks back into the locker room with some hesitation. That pornstar tricked him into fucking before the match to wear him out. He hurries to his locker and grabs his gear, but as he turns to the door Donovan is standing there.

"Did you forget about our little deal?"

"No..." Cesaro turns red. "I was, I mean, didn't you want to do this back at the hotel?"

"Sure, wait for me."

Donovan grabs his bag and joins Cesaro to the bus that shuttles them back to the hotel. Cesaro sits nervously tapping his feet, it's not that he doesn't like bottoming, he just didn't want it to be known, tarnishing his alpha top persona that he proudly liked having. 

Donovan misreads this and pats Cesaro on the thigh, "Don't worry, I'll be gentle."

"I hope not."

Donovan tilts his head, intrigued.

The men hurry back to the hotel room, still sweaty from their match and pre-match activity. Cesaro stands at the edge of the bed, his boner visible through his trunks. Donovan takes notice, pleased that the wrestler is ready for some cock. The pornstar gets naked first. Seeing his body makes Cesaro ease up, even if he was tricked into this, why shouldn't he make the most of it.

Donovan asks, "How do you--"

Cesaro pushes him down on the bed -- he wasn't going to fuck him again, was he? Cesaro has his back to the bed and squats his ass down on Donovan's cock, to ride him reverse cowboy, letting out a long sigh as it pokes up in him. He wiggles his butt as it goes down the shaft, making the pornstar gasp.

A comfortable bouncy rhythm starts up with both men moaning and trembling, loving every second of it. It doesn't surprise Donovan that Cesaro would also be a power bottom, it's quite the turn on actually. He pinches himself in the pecs as he watches his cock disappear into the ass over and over again. Cesaro looks like he could go all night like this, and Donovan had no problem with it.

Donovan's uncut cock feels so good to Cesaro, but he knows he can't last long riding him, not after everything they've been through already. He puts his hands on the edge of the bed and looks over his shoulder, "Fuck me, Johnny."

Donovan nods, happy to take over and thrusts up into him, making Cesaro grunt.

"Uhh, fuck that hole," he says, pulling his cheeks apart.

Donovan thrusts harder as the wrestler comes down on him, hitting him again and again.

"Yeah, uhhh," Cesaro closes his eyes. "Oh fuck yeah."

Both men are breathing really heavy, their early session and match catching up to them, but their passion for each other keeps them going. Finally, Cesaro gets off the dick altogether and crawls on top of Donovan with a devilish grin. He nips at his ear and kisses his neck, playful. They roll over so Donovan's back on top. Cesaro lifts his legs up and exposes his hole, giving Donovan a nod to proceed.

Donovan is more than ready to take control. As he pushes into the wrestler he watches his eyes light up, first from his head and then from most of his shaft. He begins slowly watching Cesaro's reactions to his angles, trying to find the right spot. He strokes the wrestler's cock as he goes, erect still. Cesaro nods with pleasure as Donovan speeds up, putting his hands on the pornstar's beefy chest and giving it a squeeze.

"Yeah, you like that?" Donovan smiles. "Did you let me win?"

Cesaro shakes his head, "You earned this."

"Fuck yeah I did," Donovan says before leaning forward and sucking on Cesaro's cock as he fucks him.

"Ohhhh," the wrestler moans.

"You like that?" Donovan says with a string of drool connecting his lips to the cock. 

"I like everything you're doing to me."

Donovan then takes a hand and hooks it under Cesaro's knee, as he moved in and out of him. Cesaro has a smug look on his face, which makes Donovan smile. He leans forward and kisses him, breathing on his neck. Cesaro gasps as the pornstar resumes fucking him in earnest. His hands cup around Donovan's booty as the pornstar snaps his hips, doing his best to pleasure him.
Both men keep their moans to a minimum, breathing heavily as the fucking continues. Cesaro tries to suppress his whimpers and moans, wanting to appear tough, but Donovan knows just how to hit him. His eyes tear up and he moves his hand up to the back of Donovan's neck, bringing his head down again to kiss and help muffle his noises. He opens his mouth and lets Donovan devour him. Donovan keeps fucking him as hard as he can, doing his best to hit his center, rocking with the motions. He can tells Cesaro is holding back, trying to keep his moans to a minimum, and it only made him want to pleasure him more. Finally Cesaro breaks their kiss, gasping for breath. Donovan thrusts deep into him."Oh fuck," he whimpers.
Donovan smiles, keeping up with the pace, even cranking it up a notch with shorter thrusts. Cesaro's body shakes from the warmth ripping through his body. His moans all come out with a quiver. He does not want to be the first to cum again. No, he wasn't some bitch like that. He could take it. Then he looks at Donovan's face and melts, fuck. He closes his eyes. He can do this. But Donovan hits his prostate again and makes him nearly choke -- maybe not. Cesaro pushes Donovan back, the pornstar pauses catching his breath. "You okay?"
"Yeah," Cesaro tries to play it cool. "Fuck me up really good, okay?"
Cesaro rolls over on his stomach, his ass still arched up. Donovan climbs on top of him and begins humping him, getting deep into the wrestler.

"Ah, fuck," Cesaro yells, "That's it. Hit me there."

Donovan keeps going, the smacking of their skin louder than the creaking of the bed. He rolls his body into each motion, drilling his dick deep down, like he's trying to pierce through the mattress. Cesaro moans, burying his face into the bed to hide his pleasure.

Donovan slows down with steady strokes, his eyes locked on the athlete's ass as it eats up his cock and jiggles as he begins dragging it out before thrusting it again. Cesaro has a nice tightness to him that makes Donovan realize that he's one of the lucky chosen ones to be topping him. 

"Ah," Cesaro squirms, spasming from Donovan's penetration.

Donovan is close too, wondering how he should finish this time. He announces he's close and the wrestler tells him to, "Cum in me" which answers his question. Donovan arches back, putting his hands on Cesaro's ass and pounds away, until he feels it coming.

"Ahh fuck, ahhh, ahhh," Donovan whines as he shoots his load inside the wrestler. 

Donovan keeps fucking, extending his climax as long as possible, but judging from Cesaro's muffled moans it's hitting him right too. The wrestler rolls over on his back, gasping for air.

"Ahh ahh," Cesaro can't hold back now either, stroking his cock and unleashing his load on to his abs, watching it collect on his stomach. "Oh god!"

Donovan can't help but chuckle as the wrestler lays on his back, sprawled out, panting. He crawls up on him equally as exhausted and equally satisfied.

"Well, I'm all warmed up now, shall we go again?"

Cesaro pinches the cheeky pornstar in the ass. "Sure thing."

Another tough choice between these two hunks, but I don't think I could resist an opportunity to pound Donovan's bubbly butt if given the choice.