Brad Patton vs. John Morrison

Retired from porn in 2007, Patton's 6'0", 191 lb smooth bodybuilder body will be missed. He started more versatile, but as he became popular, he unfortunately just topped. Morrison, who has a beautifully sculpted 6'1" 209 lb body and long brown locks, entered professional wrestling by winning a reality show and had quite the run in the tag team division.

Morrison takes off his shades, staring at Patton across the ring. He does look that good. Morrison slides off his coat and tosses his hair, Patton smirks back. Patton approaches Morrison,  but backs off when Morrison takes a swinging roundhouse kick. Patton tries again, blocking Morrison's kicks, and finally charges at Morrison with a shoulder block into the corner turnbuckle. He strikes Morrison in the gut a few times, then whips Morrison across to the opposite corner turnbuckle. Patton runs for a full body splash, but Morrison slips out of the way. Morrison then fulls up with a Russian legsweep. He picks Patton back up and hits him with an European uppercut. Patton stumbles back into the ropes and Morrison connects with a dropkick, sending him back over the ropes to the ground. Morrison grabs the ropes and hits a corkscrew slingshot crossbody on top of Patton. Both men roll around until Morrison gets to his feet and lifts Patton back into the ring. Morrison goes to the top rope and tries a shooting star senton, but Patton rolls out of the way. He grabs the fallen Morrison in a chinlock, trying to keep the high flyer grounded, but Morrison makes it to his feet and throws Patton in the ropes. Patton ducks a clothesline, bounces back and hits Morrison with a body splash. He goes for the pin, but gets two. Morrison scrambles to his feet, but eats a dropkick from Patton. Patton picks Morrison up in a surfboard hold. Morrison screams in pain as Patton rolls on his back, holding Morrison above him. Morrison squirms, and Patton releases him, only to hit Morrison with a few punches and a clothesline. He pulls Morrison back to his feet and throws him in the ropes, Morrison locks his elbows into the ropes, causing him to avoid Patton's dropkick. Morrison grabs Patton and hits a STO backbreaker followed by a neckbreaker. He goes for a pin, but Patton reaches out after two. Morrison climbs to the top rope and goes for his starship pain, but Patton rolls out of the way. Patton rolls the fallen Morrison up and gets the three-count victory.

Morrison, shirtless but covered in his big furry coat, relaxes in his hotel room with a bottle of vodka in one hand and the remote in the other. There's a knock at the door. Morrison clicks the TV off, takes a gulp, and opens the door to find room service being wheeled in by Patton who is wearing the tightest black pants Morrison has ever seen. "Is there anything else I can get for you?" Patton asks. "Do you need to go?" Morrison asks back. "Uh... Patton is unsure how to answer and even more worried that Morrison will see his boner. "There'll be a bigger tip," Morrison teases. Patton sits down on the chair, decision made. "If you're going to stay, stay..." Morrison says, rubbing the spot on the bed next to him. Patton shifts over next to Morrison, still hiding his boner. Morrison turns and offers Patton a chocolate covered strawberry. Patton reaches in to bite, and Morrison pulls it away and lines up his lips. Patton sits back, embarrassed by the kiss. Morrison pulls him closer and the two make out passionately. Morrison helps Patton rip his shirt and slide his pants off. Patton rubs Morrison's chiseled stomach and sucks his pecs as Morrison's hands slide up and down Patton's equally impressive body. Morrison reclines back on the bed, Patton helps him tug his pants off. Patton licks his lips, and then begins to rim Morrison's tight ass. Morrison sighs loudly as if he were being penetrated. Patton's tongue flicks the edge of Morrison's hole, teasing him before he fucks his tongue in and out. Patton strokes his cock, ready to guide it before Morrison stops him. "Me first." Morrison points his dick up to the ceiling and Patton squats down on top of it. He holds his breath as the dick goes all the way up his bubble butt. Morrison thrusts upward as Patton hovers over him, holding on to Morrison's shoulders for support. Patton squints as he feels the dick go in and out of him, and then he takes control, bobbing up and down on the cock. Morrison groans, encouraging Patton to really ride him. Patton goes faster, sweat dripping from his body to Morrison. Morrison screams, making Patton want to keep going, until finally, Morrison's hands cup his ass and lift him up. "Your turn." Patton gets on his knees and folds Morrison's legs up. He stuffs his cock in Morrison and gently fucks the tight hole. Morrison sighs lightly, taking deep breaths as Patton grinds inside him. Morrison stares up a Patton as Patton pumps a little faster, but still gentle. He pulls Patton's face to his and the two kiss as Patton keeps going in and out of him. Morrison feels down Patton's sweaty back, and tells him to fuck him harder. Patton obeys, making Morrison moan so loud you'd think he'd regret his wish. Patton slides his cock out, picking Morrison up and flipping him over. Morrison pushes up so he's on all fours, as Patton fucks him doggy style. Morrison's hair tosses forward which each pounding fuck. Patton keeps going with force, making Morrisons' ass cheeks bounce up and down. Morrison screams, "Harder!" Patton pushes down him, so he's flat on the bed and humps him fast. He finally pulls out, his cock dripping with cum, and whips it all over Morrison's back. Morrison rolls over and strokes his dick. Patton leans in and sucks the tip and within a minute Morrison squirts out cum on to Patton's face. Morrison leans up and sucks the remaining cum off Patton's dick and the two kiss. Morrison has Patton stick his hand out and close his eyes. Morrison slides something in his hand, Patton looks, it's not the tip he was expecting... it was a keycard to Morrison's room. "Come back when you're off for some more." It was better than a tip.
If I had to choose between these two red-hot hunks, I'd choose Morrison's perfect body and long locks, because there's something about guys with long hair...