Landon Conrad vs. Brett Barnes

Conrad is the winner of the fourth season of So You Think You Can Fuck and deservedly so. But don't fret, his hot 5'9", 179 lb body doesn't just dominant asses, he gets fucked just as often as he fucks and looks just as incredible taking it. He has a few wrestling matches under his jockstrap courtesy of Naked Kombat. Barnes is an indy wrestler who primarily wrestles in the south, and often loses (jobber) despite his impressive physique.

Barnes stands back, eying the big man across the ring from him. The two grapple, and Barnes gets the advantage, scoop slamming the big porn star. Conrad gets to his feet, shaking his head. Barnes laughs, enjoying he got the first strike. The two square off again and Conrad gets Barnes with an arm drag take down. Barnes gets back to his feet immediately. It's even. They lock up again and Conrad gets Barnes in a side headlock, sending him down to the mat. Barnes wiggles on his stomach, but Conrad tightens his arm around Barnes's head. Barnes squirms and manages to get to his feet. Both men fight for control but Conrad gets it, shoving Barnes back into the turnbuckle. He hits a few shoulderblocks to Barne's stomach. He then lifts Barnes up to the top turnbuckle. Barnes punches back, then grabs Conrads head smacking it in between his legs on the turnbuckle. Conrad staggers back, and Barnes collects himself, sailing through the air with a missile dropkick. Conrad falls on his back and Barnes crawls over to cover him. Gets a two count. Both men take a moment to get to their feet. Barnes smacks Conrad across the face. Conrad rubs his cheek and then charges at him, but Barnes trips him with a drop toe hold. Conrad gets back and charges again, but Barnes hip tosses him across the ring. Conrad crawls to the ropes, resting on the middle rope to catch his breath. Bad idea. Barnes runs at him and bronco busts him. He goes for a pin, but Conrad throws him off of him after a one count. Barnes comes back quick with a few stomps and then gets Conrad in an armlock. It takes Conrad a moment to get to his feet and then he pushes Barnes back into the rope. Barnes bounces back and Conrad hits a lariat. He follows it up with a knee to Barnes's back. Conrad picks up Barnes and hits a fireman's carry slam. He goes for a pin, but Barnes kicks out after one. Conrad picks Barnes up and wraps his arms around him in a bearhug, squeezing his back with all of his strength. Barnes leans forward while arching his back, trying to create wiggle room. Conrad can feel Barnes' boner rub against his stomach. Conrad can't help but smile as he hoists Barnes even higher in the hold. Barnes shakes more, but it just makes his dick rub against Conrad. He gives up on shaking free and elbows Conrad in the head. Conrad sets him down and then kicks him in the gut before hitting a jawbreaker. Barnes falls to his back and Conrad is quick to cover, hooking one leg, his hand on Barnes's rock hard boner. Barnes kicks out after a one count, getting embarrassed and annoyed about his dick. He is quick to his feet and comes at Conrad, hitting a DDT. He picks Conrad back up and hits an inverted suplex. Conrad bounces hard on the mat, he's not going to be getting up quick from that. Barnes climbs to the top turnbuckle. He stands high, and shows off his body by grinding before going for a 450 splash, but Conrad rolls out of the way and Barnes eats mat. Conrad then grabs Barnes's legs and gets him in a four-figured leglock. Barnes is practically knocked out, but still has enough energy to submit and tap out. Conrad releases the hold and wipes his sweat off on the loser.

Conrad comes out of his bedroom and sees his new roommate on the leather couch, shirtless. Barnes has just gotten back from the gym and is sweaty. And hot. Conrad sits down on the couch, right next to him -- there's no confusing his intentions. Their legs rub, and Conrad feels up Barnes's thigh to his crotch. Instant boner. Barnes shadows the actions and grabs Conrad's cock through his shorts. He strokes it, watching it grow. Conrad smiles and slides off his shorts to show off his dick. Barnes leans in and goes down on him, suctioning his lips around the shaft and going up and down. Conrad sighs as Barnes keeps at it. Never did he think this would happen when he agreed to have Barnes as his roommate. He pets Barnes's head as it bobs up and down on his cock. Barnes spits the nick out, licking down the shaft and then back up to the head. Conrad peels off Barnes's workout shorts and begins to finger his ass. Barnes's spits out Conrad's dick, "You want that?" Conrad sticks his middle finger all the way in causing Barnes to moan. "Fuck yeah," Conrad finally replies. Barnes shifts on the couch, climbing on Conrad so his ass is in his face. Conrad spreads Barnes's cheeks and starts licking up and down his hole. He lets his tongue flick in and out as he keeps going up and down. Then he spits in Barnes's hole, puts his tongue in deep. Barnes clenches his fists as Conrad's tongue goes in him. He reaches down and strokes his cock, but on second thought holds off because he could already cum. Conrad jerks his head forward and back, fucking Barnes's tight hole with his tongue. Barnes sighs, trying not to lose his balance. Finally Conrad stands up. Barnes positions himself on all fours on the couch with his ass facing out. Conrad licks his fingers, rubs the saliva on his cock and glides his dick in. Barnes sighs as he feels it go all the way in. Conrad grabs the top of Barnes's bubbly butt and thrusts in, watching it jiggly. Conrad continues to thrust at a steady rhythm. The two men moan and sigh in unison, enjoying the connection they have. Conrad takes his hands off Barnes's ass and holds his shoulders as he leans in with thrusts that take his dick in even deeper. Barnes's eyes go wide as he takes it in. Conrad kisses Barnes's sweaty back, as the wrestler sighs more and more. Conrad keeps the pace steady, but each thrust is delibrate and penetrates Barnes at the right spot. "Fuck yeah, ahhh... Fuck yeah..." Barnes sighs. Barnes climbs on Conrad's lap, his back to Conrad's chest. Conrad feels the wrestler's bulging chest and ripped abs as he squats on his cock. Conrad kisses him on the neck, Barnes turns his head and the two makeout as Conrad pumps his cock up in Barnes. Barnes grunts as they kiss, his hands shaking on Conrad's thighs. Conrad keeps going at a consistent pace, letting Barnes get used to it. Barnes pressed down on Conrad's thighs and then starts bopping up and down on his cock on his own. Conrad goes back to kissing Barnes's neck as his cock is ridden comfortably. Conrad smiles at hearing Barnes's sighs of ecstasy. He holds him close to his chest and pounds his cock up in him hard repetitively for a solid thirty seconds. Barnes gasps for air when it's over and then adjusts himself so he faces Conrad as he rides his cock. Conrad hugs him close again, kissing the hunk as he keeps fucking him. He stands up, still holding Barnes and fucks him in the air. Barnes moans loud, loving it. Finally Conrad stops and sets Barnes down. He's red from holding the big man so long, and has a seat. Barnes pulls Conrad's legs apart and sticks his dick in the stud, fucking him like a bunny. He goes hard, the way Conrad likes it. Conrad closes his eyes, as he feels Barnes's sweat drip on to him. He feels up Barnes's chest, pinching his nipples. Barnes presses down on Conrad's hairy chest for support and pounds harder. Conrad yells out and not to discourage him orders Barnes to, "Keep going, man." Barnes obeys, holding his hands on his hips as he grinds into the pornstar. Conrad grins, loving how far Barnes is able to get his dick in him. But Barnes is wearing out. Conrad taps his ass and tells him to lie on his back. Conrad squats down on Barnes cock and bounces up and down on it, as Barnes relaxes his head in his hands. Conrad feels Barnes smooth chest up to his shoulders as he balances himself. Then he just rests on his knees and thrusts down and up on the cock. Conrad arches his back backward, slowly going up and down and then grinds on the dick. Barnes takes his right hand and starts stroking Conrad's dick -- "No--" Conrad warns. But it's too late, Conrad's dick explodes with white cream, cumming all over the Wrestler's hand and dripping to his chest and stomach. Barnes smiles, licking the cum off his fingers. Conrad keeps bopping up and down on the cock not wanting the moment to end. Finally Barnes shakes him off, and with a few seconds of rubbing, his dick unloads the cum he's been bottling up since the start of their fuck session. Conrad leans his face next to the dick, letting the cum go on his cheeks down to his chin. He then licks Barnes' wet cock, sucking up the cum. Barnes is tickled, but holds himself steady, as Conrad inhales his cock, licking up all of his semen. Once finished he climbs on top of Barnes and rests his head on his chest. Barnes pats him and guides his hands down Conrad's sweaty back to his ass. He playfully smacks it, telling him nice job. Nice job indeed.
If I were to pick one of these studs, I'd unfortunately have to turn down Conrad and go with Barnes who's a little more ripped and has a little bigger ass-set.