Jeremy Walker vs. Chris Masters

Walker is the beefy RandyBlue model who is predominantly a top, but has bottomed a couple of times. He's got the All-American look going on and comes in at 6'0 and around 225 lbs. Masters is the muscled wrestler who flexes and poses like he's in a bodybuilding competition. He has bouts of being leaner but still comes in at 6'5" and about 245 lbs.

Walker waits in the ring as the lights dim and out steps Masters piece, his muscled body cloaked. He pauses at the entrance ad then the cloak falls off, revealing his oiled up masterpiece of a body as he flexes all of his muscles. After a few poses Masters struts to the ring, and stares at his built opponent, unimpressed. Masters taunts Walker with making his pecs bounce, but walker just shakes his head. Finally the two men grapple, Masters knees Walker in the gut and then an elbow to the back. He scoops Walker up and slams him down, Walker rubs the bottom of his back in pain. Masters gives him a few boots while he's down then picks Walker up. Walker shoves Masters back and hits him with a backhanded chop. He then kicks Masters, but Masters catches his foot. Walker jumps up and gives him the other boot to the head. Walker and Masters both get to their feet and trade punches, really going at it, until finally Walker charges with a shoulder block, sending Masters into the corner. He keeps kicking at Masters until Masters slumps down to the ring. Walker then picks Masters up and hits him with a clothesline. He drops an elbow on Masters then locks him in a rear chinlock. Masters slowly gets up and elbows Walker off him. He tries to suplex Masters, but Masters blocks it and hits a vertical suplex powerslam. Masters goes for the cover, but Walker throws him off after one. Walker gets to his feet fast and charges at Mastesr, Masters ducks and hits a Samoan drop. Walker gets to his feet and stumbles into Mastesr, who hits an inverted atomic drop. Walker bounces in pain, as Masters comes at him with a flying forearm. Masters then picks Walker up and whips him into the ropes and connects with a spinebuster. He goes for the pin, but only gets a two-count. Masters picks Walker back up and wraps his arms around him in a bearhug. H can feel Walker's dick get hard, as he squeezes him tighter into his body. Walker wiggles, trying to break free and then punches Masters in the head a couple times to break the hold. He then hits a neckbreaker. Masters lays out and Walker grabs a leg and gets him in a single leg Boston crab. Masters squirms to the ropes but Walker drags him back to the middle. Masters tries to flip over, but Walker holds it tight. Just as Masters wiggles on his side Walker drops an elbow on his head. Walker then picks Masters up and throws him into the corner turnbuckle. He leaps at the muscle man with a bodysplash, connecting. Masters stumbles forward, falling face first. Walker goes for the pin, but Masters is out after two. Walker slams Masters down again and then goes to the top rope. He waits for Masters to stand up, but Masters charges at him knocking him down on his crotch. Masters throws him down and then gets on the top turnbuckle. As soon as a dizzy Walker turns to him Masters hits a leaping back elbow. Masters then picks up Walker and hoists the big man up with a delayed vertical suplex. After slamming him down Masters doesn't go for the pin and instead picks Walker up, wraps his arms under Walker's elbows and around his head, clenching the Masterlock. He swings Walker around until Walker taps out. Victory. 

Masters stares at Walker, sprawled out on the ring, still wringing in pain from the masterlock. Masters picks him up so he's on his knees and stuffs Walker's face in his crotch. "You want that?" Masters taunts. He pulls his trunks down and shoves Walker's face into his dick. Walker swallows the cock, and when he spits it back out it's much bigger. He licks Masters's balls and from the base of the shaft to his head. Masters starts humping Walker's mouth, hitting the back of his throat with his head, yet somehow he doesn't gag. Feeling like his dick is wet enough, Masters pulls Walker up to his feet and bends him over. "It's time for the Master Fuck Challenge." Walker holds on to the top rope as he feels Masters's dick slide into his ass. He let's out a deep breath and squeezes the rope tighter. Masters fucks consistently, getting his dick about half way out before thrusting back in for more. He holds on to Walker's back as he pounds the tight ass harder. Walker moans, enjoying every minute of it. Masters then has Walker lay on his back so he can look at him as he fucks him. He pulls Walker's legs up to his chest and stuffs his dick in, pounding away. As he keeps fucking, he feels up Walker's abs and chest. Walker closes his eyes as Masters goes deeper in him. And then Masters holds it, gyrating and hitting spots Walker didn't even know existed. Masters leans in and kisses him as he gives a furious pounding, cumming along the way. Masters then pulls his sticky dick out and lays down, ordering Walker to lay next to him and cum. Instead Walker gets on his knees and pulls at Masters's legs. "What the fuck?" Masters yells as he tries to crawl out of the ring. But Walker has him and he pulls him by the butt back, "It's time for the Masters Fucked challenge." He plunges his dick in Masters's muscled ass and fucks him doggie style. Masters holds onto the bottom rope for support as Walker pulls his dick all the way out and the pierces it all the way back in. Walker wipes the sweat building on his forehead and squeezes Masters's butt. Masters moans loudly, unable to hide his enjoyment. In fact he barks at Walker to fuck him harder. Walker obeys, and pounds his cock in all the way.  He leans in pushing Masters flat on his chest and humps him, throwing his ass up in the air and coming down hard with each fuck. "Fuck yeah!" Masters moans. Finally Walker needs a break, and lays down on his back, pulling Masters on top of him, his cock still up Masters's ass. Masters rides the dick, using the ropes to pull himself up and plunge himself down on Walker. Walker rests his head in his hands as he watches the muscle man work his cock. And then he begins to moan and with that pulls out of Masters and cums all over himself. Masters turns around and with a few strokes of his cock, cums again. He lays on top of the big man drenched in sweat.

 If I could choose to be with one of these muscle gods it'd be Masters.