Mitchell Rock vs. Buff Bagwell

In celebration of Bagwell's birthday tomorrow, a match featuring him.

Rock is 5'10 and one hell of a hunk with muscle. The former porn star started off as a ripped bodybuilder top coming in at 205 lb, but then became a little leaner (185 lb) when he transitioned into a muscle bottom. Bagwell is the 6'0 and 240 lb wrestler with the killer body that he proudly shows off, in fact he probably spent more time in the ring posing than he did wrestling -- not that anyone is complaining.

Rock stands in the ring adjusting the waistband on his shorts as the music blares and Bagwell makes his entrance posing as soon as he steps in the arena. He struts down the aisle with his shades on, stopping every few feet to go down on one knee and flex for the fans. He finally gets to the ring and takes off his shades, staring his muscular opponent down. Bagwell can't resist flexing for Rock, but Rock is sick of waiting for the match to start and kicks him in the gut followed up by a sledgehammer blow to the back. He picks Bagwell up and hits a belly to back suplex and then crawls on him, punching him in the head until the ref breaks it up. Bagwell crawls around with his hand up in surrender, but Rock comes at him anyway, kicking him. He picks the wrestler up and whips him, but Bagwell reverses it so Rock goes into the ropes. Rock bounces back right into an arm toss. Rock scrambles up to his feet and Bagwell is there with a dropkick to send him back down. Rock gets up relatively fast again and Bagwell bends down and scoop slams him. He then leaps up and hits a dropkick on the porn star. Bagwell hooks the leg, but it's barely a one-count. Rock rolls out of the ring to the mat and Bagwell follows where he's ambushed by Rock with kick to the head. He picks the wrestler up and grabs him by the back of the head, smashing it into the railing. Bagwell stumbles back and Rock tosses him back in the ring, following. He grabs for Bagwell, but Bagwell reverses it, rolling him up in a small package, but Rock kicks out of the surprise pin after two. Both men get on their feet at the same time and lock up again. Rock gets the advantage and hits a suplex. He picks the wrestler back up and grabs his head taking it to the corner and smashing it into a turnbuckle. Bagwell falls to his knees and crawls to the ropes to catch his breath. Rock gets on Bagwell's back and pulls the rope up, choking him. Bagwell stands up gasping for air, but Rock is there whipping him into the ropes. Bagwell comes running back and blocks Rock's arm toss attempt. He then grabs the porn star by the head and hits a neckbreaker. Bagwell laughs to himself as he stands back up and poses. Rock takes his time getting up, but once on his knees Bagwell is there, pounding him in the head before whipping him into the ropes. Rock comes right back at the wrestler, and gets nailed with a back elbow. With Rock back down, Bagwell grabs him by the head in a chinlock. He tightens his bicep around his neck, choking the air out of him. Rock remains cool and calm, slowly getting up to his feet and then elbowing Bagwell to break the hold. The wrestler then whips Rock back into the ropes, but Rock speeds back with a spear that knocks the wind out of Bagwell. Both men get up at the same time, but Rock swings first, kicking Bagwell back into the corner. He runs at him and hits a stinger splash, squashing the buff wrestler into the turnbuckles. He then hops on the middle turnbuckle and begins to pound Bagwell in the head again and again. But Bagwell grabs a hold of him, walking out of the corner, with Rock's crotch in his face. As pleasant as that is he hits an atomic drop, sending Rock hoping backward, grimacing in pain. Bagwell follows it up with a lariat, knocking the pornstar down to the mat. Bagwell picks him up again hits a double underhook DDT. Rock rolls over on his back and Bagwell climbs on top of him for the pin, but only manages a two-count. He picks the pornstar back up and whips him into the ropes, Rock comes back, ducking a clothesline and hits a cross body on the rebound. He lands on top of Bagwell for the pin, but it's only a one-count. Both men get up and stare each other down, Rock runs at Bagwell, but Bagwell ducks and hits a spinebuster. He then lands a legdrop on Rock. He picks the porn star back up and hits an uppercut, making Rock stumble back in a daze. Bagwell climbs up the corner turnbuckles ready for a buff blockbuster. But Rock charges at him and shakes him down, making him land on the top ropes. Rock then kicks him in the ribs and hits a neck breaker. Bagwell lands face down, but he's not down for long as Rock picks him up and gets him in a mighty bear hug. He somehow manages to keep a steady grip around Bagwell's sweaty body, squeezing him tight, taking the air out of him. It's not before long that Bagwell is knocked out and the ref gives Rock the surprising victory.

It's after the football game and Rock and Bagwell were the only ones left in the locker room. The press, their teammates, the coaches -- all gone. Rock liked to take his time leaving, eying his teammates and what have you. He's surprised that Bagwell -- their star quarterback -- stayed so late, but then again they did suffer a pretty bad defeat. And despite being alone, Rock can't take his eyes off of Bagwell's delicious body, obviously staring at that. Rock tries to glance away as Bagwell struts out of the shower.
"There's my tight end," Bagwell says.
Rock turns to him, "What's up?" And then he realizes Bagwell is only in a towel, his tan skin shiny from the steamy shower.
"Tough game today," Bagwell says sitting on the bench next to Rock.
"Yeah, I could never find an opening," Rock says,keeping his eyes on the ground.
"I saw," Bagwell says putting his hand on Rock's thigh. He rubs it against Rock's spandex bottoms slowly. "It seems like we were out of sync today."
Rock looks at the hand, still petting him. He looks up at Bagwell in the eyes, "Yeah."
"Maybe we should work on our chemistry?" Bagwell asks.
"We can do that next practice," Rock says trying not to read anything more into Bagwell's closeness.
"Or we can do it now," Bagwell says with a grin. And in case that was too subtle for Rock he puts his hand on the back of Rock's head and pushes the pornstar to him and kisses him.
Rock always wondered who the other gay players were on his team, never did he suspect that it'd be their quarterback. But then again Bagwell did show the signs -- he never dated, loved to tan and workout, and loved showing off his body to anybody that would look. It doesn't take long for Bagwell's towel to unwrap around him and fall to the floor, revealing his huge boner. Rock loosens the string in his pants and then stands up to slide them off, showing off his muscular legs.
"I think we're already off to a good start," Bagwell says feeling down Rock's chest to his washboard abs. "A very good start."
Rock returns the compliment squeezing Bagwell's biceps and then kissing his chest, sucking on his pecs.
"Ahhh..." Bagwell sighs loudly. "That's it..."
He bounces his pecs as Rock's tongue swirls around his pecs, before sucking them in. Bagwell then pushes Rock's head down to his crotch, and the porn star doesn't hesitate to suck his cock.
"Mmm... Suck that dick," Bagwell orders as he presses down on Rock's head.
Rock deep throats the cock without ever making a gag. He slips the dick back out and stares at it, looking up at Bagwell, trying to remember every detail. He puts his hands on Bagwell's legs and goes back to sucking the dick, listening to the pleasing sounds of Bagwell enjoying getting blown.
"Man..." Bagwell exhales, impressed with Rock's stamina. "You love that dick."
Rock nods with the dick still in his mouth. He spits it out and kisses around the head. Bagwell takes a deep breath as Rock taunts him with his tongue, sliding it down the shaft, kissing his dick down to the balls. Rock stuffs the dick back in his mouth and Bagwell holds him steady, fucking his cock down the porn star's throat.
"Ahhhh..." Bagwell sighs as he slides his dick out of Rock's mouth, "I think we've got that play down."
Rock nods as Bagwell gets on the bench on his hands and knees. 
"Let's see how your tongue works my ass."
Rock is happy to oblige, and first admires the sweet round ass in front of him. Best of all, no tan lines. He begins by kissing and licking Bagwell's bubbly ass cheeks, up and down, all over. He pulls them apart and looks at the wrestler's tight hole, pulsating to be fucked. Rock puts his lips up to it and kisses it before flicking his tongue in and swirling it around.
"Oh my god," Bagwell moans so loud it echoes throughout the locker room. "Yeahhhh..."
Bagwell grips the edges of the bench tighter with both hands as he pictures how Rock's tongue moves around his hole. He figured that Rock was at the very least bi-curious -- the way he always seemed to stare at the guys and remain quietly to himself. But the way Rock sucks dick and now rims his ass, it's clear his teammate has had plenty of experience with men -- there's no way a first timer was this good. It almost made Bagwell jealous, the thought of Rock with other men, but the way Rock munched on his ass Bagwell quickly dispelled that thought, living in the moment.
"That's it..." Bagwell moans as Rock slides his thumb into Bagwell's hole. "Oh yeah..."
Rock twists his thumb around and pulls it out slowly. "Ahh... Fuck me," Bagwell says not wanting to wait a second more.
Rock stands up and slides his dick up and down between Bagwell's ass cheeks. "Fuck me hard," Bagwell sighs. 
Rock holds his dick out and jams it in Bagwell's hole. It's warm, tight and squeezes around his dick. Rock slowly pulls the dick out a bit and rocks it back in. Bagwell moans the entire time, begging for more. Rock begins to thrust, pounding away at the wrestler. Bagwell's moans quiet as he rocks to the rhythm and listens to Rock's quiet grunts.
"Oh yeah, Buff Daddy, loves that dick," Bagwell sighs. "Fuck... me..."
Rock rubs Bagwell's ass as he continues to fuck him without saying much. Not that Rock needs to make noise as Bagwell's shouts and moans are enough for the both of them. Rock wonders when the last time Bagwell was fucked, probably too long the way he's eager to get on his hands and knees for it. Bagwell then starts rubbing his ass back on Rock's cock, gyrating and letting it spin inside him. Rock stops thrusting and just looks down in awe as Bagwell's ass squeezes around the cock and releases it, twisting and pulling on it.
"Uhhhhh..." Rock sighs. "That's it, ahhh..."
Bagwell keeps rocking back, showing off his power bottom skills. His ass smacks hard down on the cock and he keeps building up momentum, showing no signs of stopping. Rock begins to rock in sync with Bagwell's motion, providing a pounding like no other. Both men groan and grunt as the locker room heats up. Sweat drips off their muscular bodies, making the bench moist. Bagwell looks back at Rock and nods, "Now let's work on your receiving," Bagwell says.
Rock assumes doggie position on top of the bench like Bagwell did, happy to get fucked by the wrestler. "Ahhh..." Rock exhales as he feels Bagwell's cock slide into him. "Ohhhh..."
"Yeah..." Bagwell sighs as he slides his dick halfway in. "That's the stuff."
Bagwell puts both of his hands on Rock's waist, slowly gyrating allowing his cock to carefully explore inside him. 
"Fuck me," Rock says quietly and confidently. 
Bagwell doesn't hold back and starts ramming his dick in Rock's muscular ass. His balls smack against Rock's skin as his dick disappears in the porn star. 
"Oh yeah, oh yeah, ohhhhh..." Rock whines with delight. "Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, awww..."
Bagwell keeps thrusting while flexing both biceps and laughing. Rock keeps looking back to admire the wrestler, more than pleased with what he sees. Bagwell leans in on top of him, their bodies rubbing together smoothly as he humps away. Bagwell fucks him not too fast, keeping the motion smooth and not too long. Rock squeezes his ass trying to hold on to the dick, but Bagwell always manages to pull it free before jamming it back in him. If Rock had been with tons of guys before Bagwell, he was making it sound like Bagwell was one of the best. And Rock did think Bagwell was not only one of the hotter guys he's hooked up with, but he also seemed to know the most about what to do. That's the thing about hooking up with closet cases, they're often so excited about fulfilling a fantasy that they forget that they have to contribute to it. But Bagwell -- man he fucked like a pro.
"Aaaaarrrghh.." Bagwell yells out as he wipes the sweat off his forehead.
He pushes Rock flat down on the bench and climbs on top of him, humping away. He thrusts his butt back giving his dick a swinging motion as he plows down into the porn star's ass. Each penetration causes the ass to shake immensely, hypnotizing Bagwell. 
"Uh uh uhhhhh..." Rock moans, his dick rubbing against the bench.
Bagwell rubs Rock's shoulders as he keeps going, grunting as he humps the big porn star. Rock bounces his ass back on the dick, rubbing it against the dick sliding it in deeper inside him. Rock's eyes widen as Bagwell hits his g-spot again and again, uttering quiet grunts that Bagwell can barely hear.
Rock looks back again at Bagwell who smiles at him, "Want to ride me?"
Bagwell sits down on the edge of the bench and Rock squats down on his lap. He feels Bagwell's thick head poke into him and the rest of his shaft too.
Rock feels up Bagwell's huge chest, squeezing the nipples between his fingers. Bagwell is happy to bounce his chest again, which only makes Rock's dick harder. It rubs up and down Bagwell's stomach, dripping pre-cum along the way. Bagwell cups the porn star's ass, keeping him balanced in his lap as he keeps fucking him.
"Yeah, that's the stuff," Bagwell moans. "Ride that cock."
Rock puts his arms around Bagwell's neck and pushes down on him bouncing himself higher off Bagwell's lap before smashing back down on the cock. The two make out as Rock makes his bounces shorter and faster. Both men groan and moan as their lips press against each other, as their tongues lick each other.
"Mmm... yeah," Rock moans as he squeezes Bagwell's shoulders.
Bagwell exhales and rubs down Rock's back, loving how the big man can take the cock. Rock pulls Bagwell close to him again and makes out with them until they both need to take a breather.
"Ahhh, man," Bagwell moans. "Whooo..."
Rock spins them around and leans back on the bench so he's looking up at the ceiling. Bagwell keeps ramming his dick in him, holding Rock's legs wide apart to keep his hole open.
"Oh yeah... yeah... ahhh..." Rock moans.
Bagwell keeps leaning back as he fucks, thrusting his cock deep in the porn star. He kisses Rock's foot which somehow doesn't tickle the pornstar. Rock keeps looking up at the wrestler while stroking his fat cock. 
"Yeah, yeah, ahhhh..." Rock moans as Bagwell delivers a series of fast thrusts.
"Uh huh, that's it," Bagwell sighs, licking his lips.
Rock pinches Bagwell's pecs as the wrestler drills his cock in and grinds it around in circles. Rock's eyes widen and his mouth opens but no noise comes out. Bagwell can tell he's in bliss and keeps it going. 
"Uhhhh, fuck yes," Rock finally gasps. "Do that again."
Bagwell stuffs his dick deeper inside Rock and grinds it making the porn star gasp again. "I'm getting close," Rock warns.
"Yeah? Cum for me, baby," Bagwell whispers. "Come all over yourself." 

"Aaaaaarrrrhhhhhh..." Rock moans, stroking his dick with quick motions.
The creamy goo explodes on his stomach and chest, dripping between abs.
"Awww yeah, ahhhhh," Rock shouts out, "ahhhh..."
The last of the cum drips out of cock and he releases it, letting it flop down on his cum covered body. "Ahhh, yeah, fuck..." Rock moans as Bagwell keeps fucking him.
Bagwell finally pulls out of Rock and bends down to lick up as much cum as he can. He swallows it without blinking and licks up more, skimming his tongue along Rock's body. "Mmm, delicious," Bagwell says wiping his lips.
Bagwell then sits on top of Rock and strokes his dick, closing his eyes as he gets closer to climaxing. 
"Ahhh..." Bagwell shouts out, "I'm coming..."
He squeezes his dick tight and his load shoots up, splattering along Rock's upper body. 
"Fuckkkk, that's the stuff," Bagwell moans as he wipes his dick on the porn star.
Rock takes his fingers and wipes up some cum and licks it off them, delicious indeed.
Bagwell rests his head down on Rock's shoulder and the porn star wraps his arms around him, holding him close. "I think we've got some chemistry going," Rock says.
"Yes, but we'll have to work hard to keep it up," Bagwell says.
Rock squeezes the wrestler's ass, "I'm always ready for another practice."
"Good me too."

If both these men were in their prime, it would be extremely difficult to choose between the two, but I'd probably have to go with the quieter Rock -- under the assumption that Bagwell would get annoying after a while.