Axel Brooks vs. Bobby Roode

In celebration of Roode's birthday, a bonus match featuring him.

Brooks is the sexy Spanish porn star with the ripped 6'2 178 lb body. Sometimes more clean shaven than others, he looks good either way, just like if he tops or bottoms. Roode is the meaty Canadian wrestling star and current TNA world heavyweight champ. He comes in at 6'1 and 240 lbs.

Brooks walks to the ring in his robe with his champion belt tight around his waist. He climbs in his ring shedding his attire, looking extra ripped. The bell rings and Roode and Brooks face off, circling around the ring. They lock up and it's a strongman contest as they each try to push the other back, Roode wins out, shoving Brooks back in the corner. He walks up to him, but Brooks boots him in the gut. He fights his way out of the corner with some blows to Roode's head and then hits a double underhook suplex. He goes right into the pin, but Roode punches out after one. Brooks wraps his bicep around Roode's neck in a headlock. Roode is quick to his feet, but Brooks keeps twisting his arms, squeezing his head. Finally Roode walks them back into the ropes and shoves Brooks across the ring, but Brooks rebounds back with a shoulder block that sends Roode on his back. Brooks leaps up for a dropkick, but Roode rolls away. Roode scrambles to his feet and comes at Brooks, but Brooks arm tosses him across the ring. Brooks struts over to the wrestler and picks him up, hitting an uppercut that sends Roode into the corner turnbuckles. He struts over but Roode has a back elbow to the face. Brooks takes a step back, rubbing his face as Roode hops on the middle turnbuckle and leaps off hitting a diving neckbreaker. He goes for the pin, but Brooks throws him off after one. Roode picks Brooks back up and takes him to the ropes, where he whips him into his knee. He then takes Brooks to the middle of the ring, twisting his arm and then hits a Russian legsweep. Brooks sits back up in a daze as Roode gets behind him and runs at him, hitting a neck snap. he goes for the pin, but Brooks punches out after two. Roode picks Brooks back up and goes to twist his arm again, but Brooks counters with a punch to the face. He whips the wrestler into the ropes, but Roode reverses it, Brooks rebounds back and kicks Roode in the face. Roode spins around in pain and Brooks comes at him from behind with a clothesline, sending him down to the ring. Brooks goes to pick Roode up to his feet, but Roode fights back with a couple punches to the gut. Brooks gets Roode to his feet and headbutts him, knocking him back into the corner. Brooks runs at him full speed and hits a full body splash, squashing the big man in the corner. He then takes Roode's head and smashes it down on his knee. He hooks the leg for the pin, but Roode punches out after two. Brooks picks Roode back up and slaps him across the chest a few times before whipping him into the ropes. Roode charges back, ducking a clothesline and rebounding back with a spear. He rolls Brooks up, but Brooks breaks the pin after two. Brooks scrambles to his feet and lunges at Roode, but Roode ducks and hits a double R spinebuster. He again goes for the pin, but Brooks manages to punch out just before the three-count. Roode is back on his feet as Brooks is up on one knee. He picks the pornstar up and hoists him up on the turnbuckle. Brooks tries to fight back with a few punches to the gut, but Roode punches him in the back harder. He then throws Brook's arm over his back, and hits a suplex from the top turnbuckle. He crawls over to Brooks and lays him on his back, hooking the leg, but only a two-count. Roode shakes his head in disappointment and goes back to the turnbuckels as Brooks slowly sits up. Roode leaps off the middle turnbuckle for a neckbreaker, but Brooks rolls out of the way. Brooks comes back and kicks Roode in the back, making the wrestler scream in pain. Roode pulls himself up to his feet, but Brooks is there with a dropkick. Roode stumbles back into the ropes as Brooks comes at him and whips him into the ropes, Roode comes running back into his arms and Brooks hits a spinning powerslam. He lays on top of the wrestler for the pin, but Roode punches out after two. Brooks picks Roode back up to his feet, but Roode punches him in the face. He kicks him in the gut and then gets Brooks in a fireman's carry and then lays him out with a Roode Bomb. He hooks the leg as he lays on top of the pornstar and gets the hard fought three-count victory.

"Take him out," Angle says.
"Anything in particular you'd like me to do to him?" asks Roode.
"Yeah," Angle says, "Seduce him, get his spirits up. Then end him."
Angle is full of rage, recalling his passionate time with Brooks, his campaign consultant. Now Brooks was extorting him, having recorded their sexual interactions, dangling video evidence of Angle's affairs in an attempt to profit handsomely off of Angle not wanting to jeopardize his entire campaign. How could he have been so stupid?
Roode nods and leaves the office, his next job clearly established.
It doesn't take him long to find Brooks. He's the sexy scruffy guy at the bar having a good time. He catches Brooks's attention easily enough and before you know it Brooks gives him his number to call if he wants to pay him a visit at his pad.
Another night later and Roode is standing outside Brooks's apartment ready to carry out his assignment. He's dressed the part, wearing his black cloak of a robe and nothing else but his black trunks. 
"Hello..." Brooks says checking Roode out as he invites him inside.
Roode looks around, no noticeable cameras, but given how Brooks extorted Angle he assumes they're there. Watching. Recording. 
"Now you've made me feel like I over dressed," Brooks says as he unbuttons his shirt. 
Brooks throws the shirt over a chair, wearing just a tank top and as soon as he unbuckles his belt and takes off his pants, boxers too. Roode watches Brooks as he takes his clothes to another room, coming back. He can see why Angle fell for him -- clean cut, fantastic body, and the tattoos indicating he's got some edge to him. Everybody wants some edge.
"Here, have a seat," Brooks says as he leads Roode to the living room. 
Roode sits down, still looking around the room if he can find a camera. Brooks sits down next to him, but is really practically on top of him. 
"You comfortable?" Brooks asks, his hand petting Roode's thigh.
Roode turns his head and kisses Brooks. Their lips press up against each other, tongues slide out, and Brooks presses his hands against Roode's chest.
"Ahhh..." Brooks sighs as he catches his breath. "You're aggressive, I like it."
Roode smirks, he doesn't know how aggressive he can be. He rips Brooks's tank top off and sucks on his chest, licking the little hairs down. Brooks exhales as he feels Roode suck on his pecs, slow and methodically, squeezing them just right that he can sense his dick oozing pre-cum. Roode kisses Brooks on the lips again and then holds his hand in Brooks's crotch, stroking the boner hidden under his boxers.
Brooks, normally confident and in charge, is puddy. He doesn't know what it is about Roode but he's actually embarrassed about his boner. He pushes Roode down on his back and climbs on top of him. He kisses down the big man's chest to hs stomach and then reaches his briefs. His tongue licks down the crotch and sure enough he feels a few bumps that can only be from a boner. Roode slides his briefs down and reveals his long uncut dick. He taps it on the tip of Brooks's lips until Brooks grabs it and stuffs it in his mouth. He slides his tongue down the shaft as he hears Roode moan quietly to himself.
"Ahh, yeah, that's it Stud," Roode whispers.
Brooks pulls the dick out of his mouth and kisses down to his balls, Roode smiles trying to fight back the laughter. His ticklish spot. He grabs Brooks's head and lifts him back to his dick and the pornstar goes back down on him. The way Brooks mouth clamps down on his dick, his hand stroking his shaft, Roode moans louder. Brooks can taste the pre-cum coming out of the head, and regains some of his confidence. 
After what seems like ten minutes, Roode can't really be sure, Brooks stands back up. "This way," he says pulling Roode up. 
He leads him into his bedroom -- a large room with a king size bed and dim lighting. Roode sheds his robe, revealing his beefy body. Brooks slides his boxers off and climbs into bed. Roode follows his lead, and plants his face in Brooks's ass. He lets his facial hair rub up against the cheeks before flicking his tongue out and getting inside him. Brooks sighs and twists himself around so his mouth can suck on Roode's dick some more. He opens up and sucks on Roode's head, making the wrestler pause for a moment before continuing with his rim job.
Roode realizes he should be thinking about his plan -- how he was going to take care of Brooks -- but then Brooks would do something to his dick and drag his mind back to the moment. Maybe after they had sex he'd handle him. That seemed like a plan.
Roode slowly inserts his index finger in Brooks's ass, sticking it all the way in before he hears a little whimper from Brooks. Brooks spits out Roode's dick and twists around straight. Roode pulls his finger back out and then slides it back in, swirling it in a circle around Brooks's hole. 
"Ahh yeah," Brooks sighs, "Fuck me, just like that."
Roode fucks his finger in and out of Brooks's hole making the man sigh and gasp. He sees Brooks's dick his hard, the head skimming across the bed sheets as he rocks his body back and forth in sync with Roode's finger. Roode sits up on his knees. He looks down at his dick, spitting on it, then rubbing it in. He pulls back the foreskin and lets his head disappear in Brooks's hole.
"Mmmm..." Brooks sighs, "Yes..."
His dick now inside, Roode grunts out with pleasure. Brooks, horny as ever, keeps rocking his body back and forth, letting the dick slide further in and out of him. 
"Ohhh, fuck..." Brooks sighs.
Roode pinches his pecs as he watches Brooks wiggle his ass, really his whole body, around on the dick. Brooks keeps going faster, letting his ass slide all the way down Roode's cock until his cheeks are tickled by Roode's shaven pubes. The way Brooks moves his ass up and down his cock, twisting and turning, it's like it has a set of lips and is giving him a blow job.
"Mmm, yeah, right there," Roode grunts.
Brooks turns his ass some more, clenching and releasing Roode's dick as he goes.
"You like that dick inside," Roode asks.
"Ohhh, yeah," Brooks grins.
Roode presses down on Brooks's lower back and slowly rocks with Brooks. Brooks holds himself steady and lets Roode take over, plowing his dick in him again and again.
"AH, yeah... Fuck me, come on," Brooks orders.
Roode mounts himself on top of the pornstar and thrusts his dick in harder.
"Yeah, that's it, argggg..."
Roode keeps going, making the whole bed shake with each pound he gives Brooks. He can still feel Brooks's ass wiggle each time he slides his dick all the way. He kisses Brooks on his back, and grunts as he thrusts some more.
"Yeahhhh..." Brooks moans, clearly happy with Roode's performance.
Roode holds his dick in him and kisses Brooks some more down his back. He slowly pulls it half way out before stuffing it back in, digging it deep in his ass.
"Oh yeah, ohhh..." Brooks sighs.
"Ahhhh... " Roode grunts, his balls smacking hard into Brooks's ass.
He pulls his dick back out and has Brooks roll over on to his back. Brooks smiles up at Roode as he holds his legs up to his chest, allowing Roode to slide his dick back in his hole.
Roode leans forward and kisses Brooks as he plows back into him. Brooks holds him close, not wanting to end their kisses even as they moan and grunt throughout them. Roode's facial hair scrapes across his face as he bites Brooks's ear and kisses his neck.
"Ah, yeah, fuck me," Brooks moans.
Roode closes his eyes as he drills into Brooks. He feels Brooks's hand go up his chest, squeezing each pec and wiping the sweat off him. Brooks licks his hand clean and smiles back up as Roode opens his eyes. 
"Fuck yeah, uh huh, right there!" He moans.
Roode grunts and nods, "Yeah..."
Brooks rubs his hands down Roode's back now, squeezing the wrestler's ass. Roode leans in to kiss him some more, muffling his moans. Then Roode feels it. Brooks's finger slides into his hole. It's tight, but loosens as Brooks circles it around.
"Ahhhhh..." Roode freezes.
"You like my finger in you?"
Roode isn't sure yet, and just grunts. Then Brooks curls it up in him and he feels a tingling sensation spread throughout his lower body. 
"Oh god," Roode moans. "Ughhhh..."
"You want to ride my cock?"
Roode nods as he pulls Brooks legs down flat on the bed. He kneels over him and then rests his butt down, letting Brooks's dick pierce up into him.
"Ahhhhhhhh!" he yells in response to the burning sensation.
"It's okay," Brooks says grabbing Roode's wrists. "Nice and gentle..."
Roode squats back down and lets just the head in. He gasps in a breath and then rocks his body back and forth on the dick, letting a bit more than the head in. 
"Mmm... Yeah..." Roode sighs rocking his body more.
"You like that cock, don't you?" Brooks laughs. 
"Hell yeah..."
Roode presses down on Brooks chest as he rides the dick faster. He still doesn't let it go deep in him, but it doesn't matter the way it pokes inside him. He closes his eyes and moans as he keeps going. Brooks sees Roode's dick is pointed straight out, hard as ever. He strokes it carefully as Roode arches backward, letting out a loud moan.
"Hell yes, hell yes, I'm close," Roode grunts.
Brooks holds Roode by the waist and bounces him on his cock a few times before leaning forward and pushing Roode down on his back. He plows his cock into him with a rapid fire thrust that leaves Roode breathless.
"Ahhh yeah, yeah, yeahhhh..." Brooks moans as he pulls his dick out and jerks it to a climax. "Ahhhhhhh..."
Cum shoots of Brooks dick across Roode's chest as the pornstar takes a deep breath. Roode wipes the cum up with his finger and sucks on it, as he jacks off with his other hand. And soon enough he groans, "Ughhhhh..."
Roode's load explodes out on to his stomach, pooling around his bellybutton. 
"Oh god, that was hot," Brooks says still getting his breath.
"Uhhhh..." Roode holds his dick tight trying to savior the climax. His face turns read and then he exhales, and releases his dick. "Hell yeah..."
"Well done," Brooks smiles as he leans down to kiss Roode. "Well done."
Roode had a problem now. He didn't want to kill Brooks.
"I have to tell you something," Roode says as Brooks rolls off the bed.
"That was the first time you bottomed? I kinda figured that out," Brooks replies.
"No, it's about Angle."
Brooks freezes.
"What do you know about Angle?" Brooks's smile is long gone.
"He's not going to pay you, he's not going to negotiate with you -- he wants you dead."
Brooks pauses and takes that in. Roode comes up to him and wraps his arms around him, holding him tight.
"He hired me to do that, but I'm not going to do anything," Roode confesses.
Brooks pushes the big man off him, suddenly scared.
"I said, I'm not going through with it."
"You love me now?" Brooks says with a hint of sarcasm.
Of course Roode didn't. "I'm giving you some advice."
"Advice? That's my job. Fuck, Angle wasn't even that good of a lay. Maybe I built him up to be something more in my head, but shit. I don't even want the money, he just can't be in office."
"I know," Roode says. "Well, I don't know how good of a lay Angle is or isn't, but, he can't be in office."
Brooks's eyes light up, "I have an idea. Angle screwing me that wasn't illegal. But hiring you -- that is. Let's take this to the authorities."
Roode nods, it seems like a clean way out with the result they want. 
"But..." Brooks says, "Let's shower first."

If I were to have my pick between these two beefcakes, I'd go with Roode.