The wrestler marches to the ring with his combination fo swagger and determination, his black vest flapping, exposing his beefy body. Austin climbs to the top of one of the corner turnbuckles and raises his hands up to the cheering crowd. He then rips off his vest and stares squarely into Ryker's eyes as the bell dings, signaling the start of their match.
The two men square off, circling around the ring before locking up. Ryker gets the advantage, getting Austin in a wrist lock, but Austin reverses it and shoves Ryker into the ropes. Ryker bounces back and hits a shoulder block, taking Austin off his feet. The wrestler rolls over and gets back to his feet, but Ryker is on him with a side headlock. He flips Austin over on his back, still holding the headlock, but Austin gets Ryker's head between his legs, managing to break free. Both men scramble back up to their feet but Austin is faster and kicks Ryker in the gut. He then grabs the pornstar by the back of the head and slams him into the corner turnbuckle. Ryker staggers back, but Austin shoves him back in the corner and hits him with a kick. He continues kicking him while holding on to the rope with his mudhole stomp until the pornstar has sunken to the ring, trapped in the corner. Then he flips Ryker off and gives him one last boot to the chest before walking away.
Ryker shakes his head and pulls himself up thinking, at least Austin is going easy on him. He lunges at the wrestler and gets him in another side headlock. Austin elbows him in the gut, but he still holds on, tightening his bicep around his bald head. Austin pushes himself off of Ryker, breaking the hold, running to the ropes. When the wrestler rebounds back Ryker hits a back elbow, taking him down. He picks Austin back up and throws him into the corner turnbuckles. He holds him there and gives him a big backhand across the chest leaving a red mark. Austin screams out again as Ryker delivers another backhand. The wrestler can see in the pornstar's eyes that his scream turned him on. After the third backhand to the chest, Austin pokes Ryker in the eyes, freeing himself from being trapped in the corner. He punches Ryker in the head and then grabs his waistband, hoisting the bigger man up with a vertical suplex. He drops him down hard, but Austin gets to his feet, taking a few steps back and then hitting a pointed elbow drop. Ryker flops in pain, but Austin pulls him over for the pin. One. Two -- the pornstar punches out.
Austin takes Ryker's feet and spreads them open like a V -- Ryker immediately gets a hard on, which Austin notices -- but he proceeds with his move, stomping on him in the lower abdomen, before letting go and walking away. Ryker shakes his head -- did they just have a moment, or was he imagining it? He gets on his feet and charges at Austin, but the wrestler is ready for him and hits him with a spinebuster. Ryker crawls away to the ropes, hoping it'll defend him from an assault. While Austin admires the view of Ryker being in a compromising position, he licks his lips and runs at the pornstar, hitting a leapfrog body guillotine. The ref has to intervene and push Austin off the pornstar, Austin responds by flipping the ref off and grabbing Ryker by his hair, pulling him off the ropes. Ryker surprises him with a punch to the head, and then whips Austin to the ropes, but Austin reverses it, sending Ryker running. The pornstar rebounds faster than he was anticipating, but Austin is ready for him, leaping up and hitting a Lous Thesz press, landing on top of the pornstar and hitting a series of punches to the head until the Ref pulls him off. Austin takes a few steps back, he's hot and horny and ready to finish off Ryker. He grabs the pornstar up to his feet, kicks him in the gut and then nails a Stone Cold Stunner on him. Ryker's big body flops high off the ring, as he's barely conscious. Austin slides on top of him, hooking the leg, letting his sweat drip down on the pornstar long after his three count victory.
Ryker lays on his back, panting, too tired to protest -- but actually pleased to know that the moment he thought they had during their match was real.
"Come on pretty boy," Austin taps Ryker with his boot, but the pornstar is still exhausted. He pulls Ryker's hair to get him up on his knees. "You gotta work me up."
Austin slides down his trunks revealing his semi hard cock. He grips it with one hand and rubs his head in Ryker's face. The pornstar sticks out his tongue, licking it, slowly gaining some energy.
"That's it, pretty boy, you know you want this cock."
Ryker gives him a mischievous smile, hearing the Texan talk down to him is quite the turn on. Hell, even Austin calling Ryker "pretty boy" like he's some young twink, is hot - never mind the fact he's taller than Austin and just as old. He sweeps the flat of his tongue over the tip of his cock, licking up the drops of precum and then grabs a hold of his shaft. He twists his hand around it as he opens up and sucks in the head. Austin beams as he watches Ryker's mouth on him, all sloppy and frenetic. Doing what he can to please his master.
Truth be told Ryker is eager to have Austin's cock in his mouth, he loves hooking up with other athletes -- his favorite scenes he shot were they were in the locker room, stripping each other's uniforms off before a hot fuck. Now, here in the ring, with the World Champion, what could be hotter than that?
As much as he likes what Ryker's doing, Austin wants to take control, so he grabs the sides of Ryker's head and fucks his mouth, hard. But every jerk of his hips is met with equal enthusiasm. He shoves his dick all the way down the pornstar's throat and yanks it violently out, giving Ryker barely a second to breathe before doing it all again -- and not once does the pornstar gag. In fact, he only seems to want more. Austin is surprised his aggression is welcomed by Ryker and finds it hot as fuck.
"Alright there boy, let's see how your other hole likes it."
He pulls Ryker up to his feet, admiring the towering stud's body. He spins him around and rips trunks down exposing the pornstar's ass. He swiftly grasps his hips and eases into him. Ryker groans, gritting his teeth at the burning pain.
"What's the matter, son? Haven't had something so big in you."
Ryker didn't want to admit the truth, fearing Austin would retaliate with more aggression than necessary. Instead he leans forward and grabs the top rope to hold himself steady as the wrestler buries himself to the hilt.
"Ahhhhh..." Ryker cries out.
"Save those cries for your momma," Austin spits as he begins to slam into him.
Ryker exhales, there's no burning in him, only a comfortable warmth that he's adjusting to. It feels better than he thought it would, but still he can't resists bracing himself for more pain, squeezing the top rope in his hands.
"Damn, you're a tight sonofabitch," Austin grunts with every powerful thrust. "I feel like I'm gonna tear you a new hole."
Ryker rocks his ass back into the cock, helping the wrestler out. He concentrates on his motions, meeting Austin's hips and tossing his head back as he feels his prostate nudged.
"Ahhh," he gasps as the wrestler hits his spot again. He mumbles a plea for more.
"You want more?" Austin chuckles, "I'm not even all the way in you."
The wrestler pulls Ryker back into him as he pumps into him, increasing his plunges. "Oh...yeah...oh, Jesus!" the pornstar bellows hoarsely.
"This is what you asked for," Austin smirks. "Enjoy it pretty boy."
Austin snaps his hips forward with such force the ring shakes. He repeats the move again and again, Ryker loses his grip on the rope and falls forward on his hands. The wrestler doesn't let that stop him, fucking harder yet. He presses down on the pornstar's back, pushing him down to the ring as he drills in him.
"Ahh, ahhh, ahh!" Ryker whines.
"Come on Son," Austin says, slapping the ass with his hand.
"AHH, FUCK!" Ryker welps out.
Austin slows down to a stop, having had enough fun, and not wanting to actually hurt the stud. "Sounds like someone needs a little break," Austin says.
The pornstar nods, getting back to his feet, pacing around to get some air. Austin takes him in his hands, kissing him. He's had the urge to do it since they got in the ring together. Their lips linger and then they kiss again, the wrestler nibbling on his lower lip. Ryker already feels better, maybe it's being upright, maybe it's Austin's embrace.
The wrestler leads him back to the corner, letting him lean back on the turnbuckle. Then without saying a word Austin drops to his knees, lining his face up to Ryker's groin.
The wrestler draws his fist up Ryker's length, then takes the head in his mouth, tickling the sensitive ridge with the tip of his tongue.
"Ooooh, fuck" Ryker gasps, mewling as the Texan slowly inches him down his throat.
Austin swallows all of him and setting a tormentingly slow rhythm. Meanwhile, he cups and squeezes his balls, teasingly circling an index finger around the puckered entrance. Those combined actions leave the pornstar writhing in the corner, pulling at his shoulders urgently.
"Oh, God, Steve, please... just suck it!"
Austin takes the head in his mouth and then the shaft before pulling back. He bobs a little faster, increasing his suction slightly, but not enough to finish him. Ryker puts his hands on Austin's bald head and pushes him faster, his urges overpowering any fears he has about setting the wrestler off. But Austin is too much in the zone to notice or care, and goes down on him even faster, slurping the entire length down and dragging it out.
“Oh, fuck! …. Fuck, Steve, yes,” Ryker exclaims, his eyes shooting open to look down at the bald headed Texan.
Ryker moans, digging his fingertips into the flesh of Austin's neck as the wrestler has his mouth stretched wide and full of cock, his full lips gliding over his shaft with ease. As Austin swallows Ryker's dick as far down as he can, he hums. The vibrations make Ryker's hips rock up sharply, and then uses his hand to jerk the rest of the exposed shaft he’s unable to fit inside. Ryker's hand rubs against Austin's head, patting him appreciatively. Austin settles at the sensitive head of Ryker's cock, using his hand to pump the shaft as he lightly sucks and licks at the slit until he feels his chest constrict and he has to pull off to catch his breath.
"Oh fuck..." Ryker pants, surprised he hasn't cum from that blowjob.
"You like that don't you, city boy? Well, let's see how like kissing my ass."
Austin turns away on his hands and knees, exposing his rear for the pornstar. Ryker drops to his knees, in awe of Austin's submission. He slaps his ass cheeks, not too hard, just enough to get a good jiggle.
"Quit acting like you've never seen an ass before, and pucker up," Austin snaps, impatient.
And then he feels Ryker's breath on his hole, followed by his lips kissing it. The wrestler exhales a big breath as the pornstar spreads his cheeks, getting his face closer, licking around the hole.
"Fuck yeah, eat my ass," Austin groans.
Ryker laps at his entrance some more, taking his time working Austin open with his tongue despite Austin's cries for more. Finally he gives, and slips his tongue inside. The wrestler sighs loud, this is what he wants. So Ryker continues, thrusting his tongue inside, moaning at the taste. He can't believe he's eating Austin out, he could do it all day if he had the time -- but Austin wants more.
"How loose do you need me to be before you fuck me, son?" Austin barks.
Ryker pulls his tongue out and sits up on his knees, slapping his dick on the wrestler's ass like he owns it.
"Yeah, let's feel that in me, son."
Ryker shakes as he lines his dick up with Austin's hole. He doesn't know why he's nervous, maybe he's just tired from the match. He exhales and then pushes his whole length into Austin's ass in one swift motion.
"Whoa, son!" Austin groans.
Ryker immediately pulls out, fearing he did something wrong.
"Just fuck me already you sonofabitch," Austin snaps.
Ryker nods, wipes his brow and pushes back into the meaty wrestler. He feels Austin stiffen up, but his moans and sighs signify he's completely comfortable. Ryker puts his hands on Austin's shoulders, using him as support as pumps into him, angling to stroke his prostate.
"Oh yeah, fuck my ass," Austin sighs.
Austin's loud moans and demands contrast with Ryker's relative silence, the pornstar opting to let his actions do all the talking. Ryker maintains a steady pace, still in disbelief he's fucking Stone Cold Steve Austin in the middle of a ring. He leans forward, biting at Austin's neck hard enough to bruise. He digs his fingers into those thick hips for good measure. Austin arches his neck into the bite, and cries out. He loves this roughness.
"That's it son, fuck me hard," Austin grunts.
Ryker nods and the fucking builds, rises, as he pounds harder and faster. The wrestler pushes back into his driving thrusts, letting Ryker get deep inside him. Ryker can feel Austin trembling, knowing he's got him in the right spot. And then the Texan lets out a strangled moan. Hearing Austin like that makes Ryker feel even more in control, he presses down on Austin's back, pushing the wrestler's face to the ring as he nails him, muffling the moans -- or are they cries? -- coming from Austin's mouth. And then suddenly, Austin's body snaps upward, sucking in a ragged breath, then wails as if he were about to explode with cum.
Ryker pulls out waiting for Austin's instructions, but the wrestler doesn't say anything and instead rolls on to his back, stroking his stiff cock. Is he gonna cum? Ryker crawls over him, "You gonna cum for me?"
Austin snorts, "I'll cum in you."
Ryker blushes, eager to have Austin back in him. The wrestler pulls him down for a hug and then rolls them over so he's on top. Ryker just now realizes how sweaty Austin is, and how hot he looks with that layer of sweat dripping from him. He puts his hands on Austin's biceps, that muscle, and gives him a nod -- he's ready. Austin smirks as he pushes his cock back into Ryker. "Ahhh yeah," he sighs, getting comfortable.
He leans forward and kisses Ryker, surprisingly sweet, before taking the pornstar's hands and pinning them down above his head. "Get ready for this, son," Austin warns him.
But instead of starting to fuck him, he scatters wet kisses over his torso, laving and teasing his nipples until they ached to be suckled. Austin finally relents, drawing them deep, making Ryker arch his back off the ring with a moan. He then moves lower, grazing the edges of his teeth along each rib before opening his mouth over his navel, until Ryker moans his name, writhing in need.
And with that first thrust, Ryker gasps, feeling the warmth deep inside him. He closes his eyes, trying to breathe at a steady pace, but Austin is brutal. The sound of their skin smacking together fills the arena along with Austin's grunts that make his thrusts feel even more powerful.
"Come on, you can take it," Austin encourages Ryker.
Ryker opens his eyes, seeing the sweaty Texan over him is hot. He looks into Austin's eyes and sees pure confidence. The look of a man who knows exactly what he's doing. He swallows and nods along, finding pleasure in being dominated.
"Ahh yeah, right there, ahhh..."
Austin pounds on, his head thrown back, teeth gritted in fervid concentration. He withdraws almost completely, ramming himself as far as he could go, uttering a low, ragged growl as he holds himself still, buried to the hilt. And then he grinds his dick, knowing exactly where to go to send that jolt of ecstasy up Ryker's spine.
"OHHHH!" Ryker gasps out in shock.
Austin chuckles at the blissful expression on Ryker's face as he pulls out, plunging back in, angling to rub against that sweet spot again. "Oh, pretty boy, you like that, don't you?"
Ryker nods eagerly, and so Austin obliges, pounding him again in that sweet spot, using his entire body to get deep, ramming thrusts. And with a twist of his hips in a deep grinding thrust, Austin nearly lifts them both off the ring.
"Uh, uh, ohhh," Ryker chokes out, his voice husky, words barely formed.
He grabs his cock, pumping it in time with Austin's wildly driving hips.
"Yeah, you gonna come for me, pretty boy?" Austin snarls.
Ryker bucks powerfully under him, exploding over his hand and stomach in a torrid stream of white that seems to last forever.
"Fuckkkkkk..." he sighs between breaths.
Austin pounds even faster as he feels himself on the brink of climax. He lunges one last time, then nearly passes out as he feels Ryker deliberately squeeze his cock in a vise-like grip, literally dragging him howling over the edge in convulsive spasms. He fills the pornstar up with his load, just as he promised.
"Ahhh," Austin lets out one last guttural roar.
The wrestler collapses down onto Ryker's sweaty, hairy body, his breathing shallow and ragged. He gives Ryker a final kiss and then pulls himself together, getting up and gathering his things, returning to his tough, hetero persona.
"Fuck you very much," he says with one last wink as Ryker remains laying in the ring, beaten and oh so satisfied.
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