Kris Evans vs. John Morrison

Evans is the popular Hungarian performer for Bel-Ami. Coming in at 6'4 and 194 lbs this mostly top performer has been in the business for 4 years, since he was eighteen and he keeps looking better with time. Morrison is the sexy former tag team champion turned indy wrestler who comes in at 6'1 and 201 lbs and carries a killer six-pack of abs.

Evans and Morrison square off with Morrison charging at Evans and shoving him back in the corner. They trade blows, but Evans strikes Morrison hard in the kisser making him stumble back. He runs at him with a clothesline, but Morrison ducks and spins around with a dropkick in Evans's face. Evans sits up, dazed and Morrison runs off the ropes and comes back with a running knee strike to his head. He goes for the pin, but Evans throws him off after one. Both men get to their feet at the same time. Morrison goes for a roundhouse kick, but Evans catches. Morrison leaps up with his other foot, but Evans ducks the move, dropping Morrison's leg. He bounces off the ropes and hits Morrison with a crossbody. He picks up Morrison and hits him with a uppercut, sending him back into the corner. Evans climbs the turnbuckles with his crotch in Morrison's face and pounds him in the head ten times. He then leaps off grabbing Morrison's head and hits a bulldog. He lays Morrison on his back and goes for the pin, but the wrestler punches out after two. Evans stomps on the fallen opponent and then grabs his leg and gets him in cloverleaf hold. Morrison screams in pain, surprised that Evans could get in him such a hold, but he squirms closer to the ropes and is able to grab them, breaking the hold. Evans drops Morrison's legs and stomps on him some more before picking him up and whipping him into the ropes. Morrison runs back at him and hits a capoeria kick. Evans wobbles backward and Morrison hits a springboard roundhouse, sending the pornstar out of the ring. Morrison bounces off the ropes and comes back at Evans, sliding through the ropes and getting him in a headscissors, flipping him over toward the metal stairs. Evans screams loud after his back hits the metal. Morrison gets over to him and rolls him back in the ring. Morrison waits for Evans to get to his feet and goes for a slingshot springboard dropkick, but Evans pushes him away. He picks Morrison back up and whips him in the ropes, but Morrison reverses it. Evans runs at him off the ropes and spins to do a hurricanrana, but Morrison catches his legs and hits a sitout wheelbarrow facebuster. He rolls Evans over on his back and holds his legs for the pin, but the porn star wiggles out of it just before the three-count. Evans crawls up to the ropes to pull himself up, but Morrison dashes over and grabs him with a Russian Legsweep. He picks Evans back up, and whips him into the ropes. Evans runs back at him and Morrison hits him with a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Evans rolls outside the ring, trying to escape Morrison's assault, but Morrison springs off the ropes and leaps at him with a corkscrew plancha, landing on top of him. Morrison rolls up to his feet while Evans blinks and gasps for air trying to collect where he is. Morrison grabs him by the waist of his briefs and throws him back in the ring, giving him a wedgie in the process. Morrison hops up on the apron and leaps at Evans going for a hurricanrana, but Evans catches him into a powerbomb. Both men lay on their backs sore. Evans rolls over on to his stomach exposing his extreme wedgie, while Morrison pulls himself up on to one knee. Evans lunges at him with a lariat, but Morrison ducks and counters with a pele kick to the head. Morrison goes for the cover, but only a two-count. Morrison gets up and hits a corkscrew legdrop. Evans rolls to his side, but Morrison grabs him to his feet, and hits an uppercut sending Evans back into the corn turnbuckle, slumped down on his ass. Morrison runs at him and hits a bronco buster, slamming his ass into Evans's chest. Morrison climbs off him and Evans rolls out toward the middle of the ring. Morrison springs off the top ropes and hits his starship pain finisher. He hooks Evans's legs and gets the clean three-count victory.

Morrison managed to stay away from groupies preferring hookups with guys who didn't recognize him as a rock star. Yet, here he found himself in his dressing room backstage with a young fan. 
Evans couldn't believe his luck, to be plucked out of the crowd behind the venue and invited into Morrison's room by the stud himself. He looks around the room, mirrors on one side, a couch in the middle facing away from the door. A fridge with beer in it. Mess everywhere else. Typical rock star.
Morrison wears his big fur coat and pulls Evans toward him. He rips off Evans's shirt and admires the young hunks ripped body with abs that are as good if not better than his own. He grabs Evans by the back of his head and begins to makeout with him. Evans is pleased with the wrestler's aggressive maneuver and follows Morrison's lead as they step toward the coach, lips still locked together.
Morrison falls on the couch and Evans crawls on his lap facing him, still ferocious with his kisses. Evans doesn't appear to be nervous, or intimidated at all, making Morrison wonder how many rockstars he's hooked up with. He shakes that thought away from as he helps the pornstar unzip his jeans and slide his pants off. Evans isn't wearing any underwear, so his dick flops out. Morrison reaches behind and cups his smooth ass, rubbing it gently as Evans continues to makeout with him.
Morrison sees Evans's dick getting harder and starts to stroke it. Evans sighs, and stands up on the couch, stuffing his cock in Morrison's face. Morrison kisses along the shaft down to the balls then sucks the tip of the head in. His lips suck around the head tightly, making Evans quiver. He stands stoic, in awe of the man sucking his cock. He had fantasies about Morrison ever since he first saw him take the stage and show off his ripped body with eight abs and counting. Morrison's hands feel up Evans's body, rubbing his stomach slowly as his lips go up and down his dick. 
Morrison then grabs Evans's wrists and pulls the young stud back down on his lap. Evans's hands rub Morrisons' crotch, feeling for the hard dick still hidden in his pants. Morrison slides his pants off and the dick pokes out, hard as a rock. Evans immediately dives down on it, slobbering up and down the shaft with his saliva. Morrison sighs quietly, listening the Evans's lips slurp as they glide along his dick to his balls. He watches Evans intently, almost as if he were looking to pick up his technique. Evans doesn't even take his eyes off Morrison's cock, he can hear from the heavy breaths and long sighs that the rockstar is more than enjoying it. Morrison sinks in the couch combing his hand through Evans's short hair.
It doesn't take Morrison too long to be more than satisfied with the job and he pulls Evans up. He gives him a kiss and then directs him to sit on his lap. Evans sits down, his back to Morrison's chest and then the wrestler pushes him forward so his hands are on the floor and his ass is pointed in Morrison's face. Morrison licks Evans's ass cheeks, kissing him as he nears closer to his hole. 
"Oh, yeah..." Evan moans for it.
Morrison pulls his hair back and then starts rimming the young pornstar, flicking his tongue wildly around the hole. Evans licks his fingers and squeezes his pecs as he feels Morrison's tongue flick in and out of him rapidly.
"Ahhhh, yeah..." Evans sighs. "Mmmmm..."
Morrison spits in the hole watching Evans's eat it up, then follows it up with long strokes of his tongue. Evans's ass wobbles back in his face, the pornstar holding one cheek apart with his hand so Morrison can keep eating away. 
Morrison licks his index finger and then slides it in Evans's hole. The pornstar sighs louder, but allows the finger to glide in and out of him with ease. He's clearly had bigger things in there, and he's clearly hungry for more. More sits up on his knees and mounts the pornstar. Just like his finger, his cock glides right in. 
"Ahhhhh, mwahhhh," Evans moans continously until the dick stops going further in him.
Morrison rocks his dick back and forth in the pornstar pleased with how tight it feels inside. 
"Ah yeah, mmm, yeah..." Evans sighs over and over again as Morrison's dick penetrates him.
Morrison breathes heavily, rubbing his hands up and down Evans's back, staring at his ass as it clenches up and releases with his dick in it. It'd be a while since Morrison got ass, and now he was entranced with the gorgeous round ass available to him. He feels up his body as he pounds his dick harder in Evans, making him moan louder.
"Mmm, fuck me..." Evans sighs again.
"Mmm, that's it," Morrison mumbles quietly, the first words he's spoken for quite some time in their encounter. 
Evans glances back from time to time, watching the rockstar's hair sway with his rocking body. It was like watching a model with a fan blowing his hair gently back in slow motion. Evans licks him lips, trying to take this moment in and remember ever detail as vividly as possible.
Morrison slides his dick out and then grabs Evans's legs and flips him over, curling the pornstar up so that his ass is in the air and he's practically doing a handstand. Morrison stands over him and lines his dick up, tapping his head on Evans's hole.
"Yeah..." Evans moans for it. "Fuck me..."
Morrison nods and drills his dick in the pornstar. Evans moans continuously, staring at the rockstar piledriving his dick in him again and again. Morrison moans from time to time, taking breaths to lick Evans's feet. He flips his hair out of his face, sighing as he lets his dick go down deeper. Evans keeps jerking off, his dick permanently hard, at least for the time being with Morrison topping him. 
"Ahhh.... oooooo..." Evans whines.
"Arggg..." Morrison grunts as he bounces his cock down deeper in him.
Evans closes his eyes, sighing as he feels his chest and squeezes his pecs. Morrison drools at the pornstar playing with himself as he holds his dick in him and gyrates it in every direction. Evans's eyes shoot open and upon seeing Morrison on top of him he flashes a giant smile as he unleashes another long moan.
"Ahhh, mmm, yesssss..." he belts out.
Morrison keeps holding his dick down into Evans's hole until finally he senses his legs might cramp up.
He picks Evans back up and sets him on the couch on his back. He holds Evans's legs up to his chest and then forces his dick back in that tight bubble butt.
"Yesss, ahhh, yeah..." Evans moans as Morrison pounds away.
"Ohhh, yeah..." Morrison sighs watching the delighted expressions light across Evans's face.
He leans in and kisses the porn star as he keeps thrusting his cock in, amazed that the stud is still taking it all no problem. 
"Mmm, ahhh, ooooooh..." Evans sighs, tapping his dick up against Morrison's stomach. 
"You like that, yeah?"
"Yeahhhhhh..." Evans agrees.
"Get that," Morrison moans, plunging his dick all the way in.
"Mmmm..." Evans whines.
Morrison sweats under his thick fur coat, and sheds it, letting his body glisten under the dim lights.
"Ohhhh, yeah," Evans sighs.
Morrison keeps pounding away his breaths getting longer and louder.
Evans moans in unison hoping they can cum together, but then Morrison pulls out. He pulls Evans up so he's sitting properly on the couch, then squats down in Evans's lap. In case that wasn't clear Morrison whispers in his ear, "Fuck me..."
Evans hands shake as he grabs his cock and tries to guide it in Morrison's hole. Morrison laughs, giving the porn star a kiss to calm down. Evans exhales a deep breath and then sighs as Morrison sucks on his pecs. 
"Mmm..." the porn star sighs.
Morrison bites on to the other pec and feels Evans's muscular chest with his hands, before going back and sucking the other pec. Evans's exhales and his breathing has calmed down. He grabs his dick and without shaking lines it up to Morrison's hole.
The rockstar feels the warm feeling pierce up into him and can't contain himself, moaning as it goes further up in him. Evans doesn't let his dick go far in and lets Morrison gently rock up and down on it. He cups Morrison's ass in his hands, rubbing it gently, easing any tension the wrestler has. 
Morrison looks at Evans in the eyes and smiles, kissing him a few times before arching back and starting to ride the cock. He bounces up and down on his lap, making the couch squeak. 
"Errrrr, yeah," he grunts, bouncing faster on the long shaft.
Evans rubs up Morrison's chest and sighs quietly, finding Morrison's moans, grunts and sighs to be quite the turn on. 
And then the door opens. Mercury, Morrison's band mate stands and sees Morrison sitting awkwardly on the couch facing him. He doesn't see Evans, nor does he see that Morrison is naked, just shirtless.
"We're all packed up, the bus is going to be leaving soon," Mercury says.
"Ahh, okay..." Morrison says, trying to hide the fact that he was being fucked. "I'll, uh, ahhhh, be a minute."
Mercury nods and closes the door, not having the faintest idea of what he witnessed. 
Morrison looks down at Evans and puts his hands on his shoulders. "Fuck me faster."
Evans nods and pumps his cock up and down in the wrestler, going so fast that the couch rocks with the motion. 
"Oh god, yes," Morrison moans as he flips his hair back. "Errrrr, yeah!"
"Ahhhhh..." Evans sighs getting hotter.
"OOOOh, ooohh, ahhh" Morrison yells. "I'm going to burst..."
"Oooh, yeahhh..."
"Cum in me," Morrison orders as he feels his load about to explode. "FUCKKKKKKKKKKKK!"
Morrison holds his dick in his hand as his cum shoots out all over the two men. Evans keeps thrusting his dick up in Morrison and soon enough his load fills Morrison's ass.
"Oooooh..." Evans whines as he cums. "AAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
Morrison kisses him but Evans keeps sighing until he stops cumming. The two men stare at each other both breathing heavily and drenched in sweat.
Morrison can't keep his lips off Evans and kisses him again, a thank you.
He then pulls himself off the porn stars lap, cum dripping out of his ass. Evans reaches and wipes his fingers on Morrison's ass and licks it off his fingers. Morrison stares at him, commenting, "You're nasty. Just the way I like it."
Evans grins and giggles as Morrison pulls him to his feet.
"I guess I'll see you at the next show," Morrison says handing Evans his clothes. Realizing that it sounds a little cold he adds, "If I'm lucky."
That sounds like a line, but Evans can sense Morrison means it and decides to that he'll wait until the next show to surprise Morrison with the news that he already has tickets.

If I were to choose between these two fine men, I'd go with the older Morrison.