Zeb Atlas vs. Chris Masters

In celebration of Masters's birthday, a bonus match.

Atlas is the bodybuilder porn star that comes in at a massive 6'2" and 245 lb. He's strictly a top with an 8" dick, but his muscular ass still looks ripe for a taking. Masters is the 6'5, 245 lb wrestler who left the WWE years ago and now competes in the indy leagues.

Masters steps out into the arena draped in his cloak. The lights shine up and his cloak drops revealing his muscular body in all its glory. He flexes and poses as he struts down the ramp to the ring and his massive opponent. Atlas stares at Masters as he puffs his chest and shows off. Atlas smiles, it's cute, and poses right back, showing off all the results from his time in the gym. But this isn't a bodybuilding or posing contest and the bell rings. Atlas and Masters lock up and the pornstar shoves Masters back, making him roll up in the corner. Masters gets back up and the two lock up again. Atlas gets Masters in a wrist lock, he twists the arm, but Masters elbows him in the head. Altas stumbles back but charges right back and spears Masters. He sits on top of the wrestler pounding away until a ref breaks it up. He picks Masters up and whips him into the corner turnbuckle. Masters smacks hard against it and bounces back into Atlas's arms who hits a powerslam. Atlas then hits an elbow drop and then lays on top of Masters for the pin, but only gets a one count. Atlas picks Masters back up and pounds him in the head before whipping him back in the corner. He charges at the wrestler for a body splash, but Masters dodges out of the corner and he eats turnbuckle. Masters pulls Atlas out of the corner and hits an armbar takedown. He lays on top of the pornstar, but only gets a one-count as well. Masters picks up the pornstar and punches him a few times before whipping him into the ropes. Atlas runs back and Masters and the wrestler hits a flying shoulder block. Atlas falls hard on his back, out of breath. Masters picks him back up and hits an uppercut that sends Atlas back into the corner. Masters runs at him and hits a stinger splash, smashing his body back into the turnbuckles. Atlas falls forward to the mat as Masters taunts him. He picks Atlas back up and puts his head under his arm, hoisting him up in a delayed vertical suplex. He slams him down and goes for the cover, but Atlas is able to punch out after two. Masters waits for Atlas to get up to his knee and then comes at him hooking him into the Master Lock. He shakes Atlas side to side, trying to weaken him into submission, but the pornstar screams back showing no signs of giving in. He pushes Masters back into the ropes, getting him to release the hold. Atlas turns around to grab Masters but Masters picks him up and hits an inverted atomic drop. He throws Atlas into the ropes and when the pornstar runs back at him, he hits a sidewalk slam. He goes for the cover, but Atlas is able to punch out after two. Masters shakes his head, unsure of what to do. He picks the bodybuilder back up and slings his arm over his shoulder like he's going to do another suplex. But Atlas knees him in the gut and reverses it, hitting Masters with a Northern lights suplex. Masters scrambles up to his feet and the two trade blows until Atlas lunges at Masters with a clothesline. He picks the wrestler back up and whips him into the ropes, Masters runs into his arms and he hits a powerslam that causes the ring to shake. Masters is slow to get up so Atlas picks him in a military press and slams him back down. He then leaps up and hits a thundering legdrop. Masters rolls away screaming in pain. Atlas grabs at him and stuffs Mastesr between his legs and hoists him up high and hits a massive powerbomb. Masters lays on his back not moving. Atlas rolls on top of him, hooking the leg and gets the impressive three-count victory.

Atlas scans the bar looking for who he was going to fuck tonight. It was nice to have a place to come where everyone was looking to hook up without the shadiness of those web apps. He sees a bunch of twinks, which he's not in the mood for. He wants a muscle man whose body can take a real good pounding without the usual, "Stop!" or "It hurts." And then he sees Masters standing alone in a short tight tank and jeans.
"Hey..." Atlas says swooping in with a smile. "Top or bottom?"
This is how everyone engaged with a potential hook up in the bar, anything else brought suspicions that you were looking for more.
"Versatile," Masters says as he sips his drink.
"Is that a yes for bottoming then?" Atlas asks.
"Yes," Masters replies, scanning up and down Atlas's ripped body. "But I have a time limit."
"Okay..."
"It's the Master Fuck Challenge. Basically you have twenty minutes to top me and make me cum, otherwise I get to top you."
Masters came up with this rule after encountering too many tops at the gym's locker room. It's also why he ditched his former hook-up spot for the bar.
"So what do you say?" Masters asks, finishing his drink.
Atlas had only one bottoming experience before, with that massive bodybuilder he found on the side of the road with a broken truck. While the experience was enjoyable he always wrote it off as a fluke and never really intended to bottom again. Now he's faced with this dilemma, horny for Masters but a chance he might have to bottom. But then he thought about it and realized that he'd have Masters cumming in twenty minutes easy, why worry about bottoming then? Plus, did Masters really hold everyone to exactly twenty minutes? Atlas with a confident smile gives Masters his answer: "Your place or mine?"
Fifteen minutes later they arrive at Atlas's farm house. He liked being away from the city but having the easy access to go to it. He leads the wrestler into the house and wastes no time and unbuckles his belt.
"Foreplay is not included in the time limit," Masters clarifies as he doesn't want to miss out on enjoying Atlas's body.
"Good, then suck my cock," Atlas orders.
Masters gets on his knees as Atlas whips his semi-hard dick out of his jeans. The wrestler slowly sucks on it, staring down at it as it grows bigger and bigger as it slides out of his mouth. Atlas puts his hand on the back of Masters's head and fucks his dick down his throat. Masters fights back against choking and keeps going to town on the dick.
"That's it, take my fucking cock," Atlas whispers.
Masters deep throats it and Atlas holds the wrestler's head all the way into his stomach until he makes gagging sounds and spits the dick out.
"Ahh, yeah..." Atlas moans as he slaps his dick on Masters's lips.
Masters grabs hold of the dick and kisses down the shaft before sucking in just the head. He squeezes his lips tight around it making Atlas moan. The porn star pulls off his shirt and reveals his enormous chest and ripped upper body. But still Masters keeps his focus on the dick in front of him, licking up and down the shaft again and again. Atlas pinches his pecs as he watches Masters go back to devouring his package. Masters enjoys the huge dick, taking it like a challenge to swallow it all again without gagging. He mixes up sucking it while stroking the shaft, to taking it with no hands at all. He would have kept going for a lot longer but Atlas pushes him back saying, "Let's not delay this any longer."
Masters nods and stands up. He lifts his arms up and Atlas pulls off his shirt, revealing his muscular and somewhat hairy chest.
"Nice..." Atlas admires the wrestler's muscles as he unzips Masters's jeans.
Both men stand naked staring at each other until Atlas makes the first move and pulls the wrestler into him hugging his body and kissing his neck. Their hard dicks rub against each other as the two makeout. But the moment doesn't last long and Atlas has Masters turn and bend over an ottoman.
Atlas slides his dick up and down between Masters's ass cheeks, and Masters grinds his ass backwards hungry for the cock in it. Atlas grabs his dick and holds it steady, letting it slowly poke into the wrestler. Masters's eyes light up as he feels the huge head enter him -- and so it begins.
"Oh, ahhh... yeah..." Masters sighs as Atlas's cock begins to rock in and out of him.
Atlas grabs him by his sides and starts to fuck away, smacking his dick hard into him.
"Ahh, fuck yeah," Masters murmurs. "Ughhh... oh fuck."
Atlas smirks at all the noise Masters is already making. There's no doubt that he'll be cumming in ten minutes or less -- forget twenty. Atlas smacks Masters's ass as he keeps fucking him.
"Ah yeah, slap that ass," Masters moans.
atlas is happy to oblige, smacking the muscle man's ass again and again as his cock drills deeper into him.
"Ah, ohhh... ughhhh..." Masters groans.
Atlas replies with a mighty grunt as he speeds up his fucking. Masters moans more, stroking his dick faster and faster. Atlas thinks Masters could cum any moment, slightly disappointed that it was only a two minute fuck. But Masters exhales a few breaths and keeps rocking his ass back on the dick signaling otherwise.
"Ah fuck, arrghh..." Masters yells out. "Fuck me, yeah..."
"Ahhh..." Atlas sighs as he swings his ass out and thrusts it forward, shoving his dick up high in Masters.
"Ohhh.." Masters moans in between breaths. 
Atlas smacks the ass again and keeps fucking, still not concerned about the time, despite it already being four minutes. Masters looks back at the porn star and sees that Atlas is focused on his ass and watching his dick slide in and out of it. He nods with approval and moans some more until he feels Atlas pull his dick out.
"Lay on your back," Atlas orders.
"Ohhhhhhhh..." Masters shrieks as he feels Atlas enter him again. "That's it."
He looks up at Atlas and sees the porn star has his eyes closed with his tongue licking his lips. Masters stares at the bodybuilder's insane body in awe and squeezes his pecs as Atlas's dick thrusts faster in him.
"Oh fuck yes, take that ass," Masters whispers. "Oh. OHHH. Fuck..."
Atlas puts a hand down on Masters's chest and squeezes as he pounds away at him. Both men sigh between breaths pleased with the sex so far. Masters strokes his dick casually; it really is a coin toss on whether or not he'd be disappointed at not getting a chance at Atlas's ass tonight. Atlas slows his fucking down, letting each penetration be a slow and methodical action.
"Oh fuck yeah," Masters sighs as Atlas pushes all the way in.
He taps his dick against Atlas's stomach and closes his eyes. "Oh yeah," Atlas whispers as he keeps his calculating rhythm.
"Ahhhh fuck yeah," Masters tilts his head up to get a glimpse at the dick entering him. "Right there..."
Atlas nods, as if Masters just revealed a big secret. It's been nine minutes. Time to make him feel it. Atlas climbs on to the Ottoman and rolls Master up as he drills his cock in him. He pounds him hard, making the wrestler scream over and over again.
"Yes! Ahhhh! Fuck yeah," Masters belts out.
Atlas grunts continuously like a beast that seems to turn Masters on. The wrestler closes his eyes as he concentrates on getting penetrated. Atlas keeps going, breathing steady to keep his pace. He grunts louder and louder hoping it'll bring Masters to a climax, but the wrestler keeps taking it with ease. Masters feels his hands down Atlas's back, feeling the sweat that starts to drip down it. 
"Ahhhh, yeah," Masters sighs. "Mmm..."
Atlas grunts a reply and keeps smashing away. The entire ottoman shakes, even moving back with each powerful thrust Atlas makes. Finally Atlas exhales as he sits back up, catching his breath.
"Fuck..." Masters sighs with pleasure, tapping his cock against Atlas's stomach again.
Atlas plows away at his slow and steady pace, holding on to Masters's upper thighs. The wrestler squeezes Atlas's biceps and feels his chest enjoying the bodybuilder's phsyique. 
"Ah, fuck..." Masters moans as Atlas flexes his bicep for him. "Oh fuck yeah..."
Atlas squeezes his chest and smiles back at Masters, really looking him in the eyes for the first time. Masters smiles back, licking his fingers and pinching Atlas's pec. Atlas nods and then pulls Masters towards him as he thrusts hard into him giving the wrestler a powerful pounding.
"OHHHH fuck," Masters yells. "Goddamn!"
Atlas holds his dick in Masters and then poses, holding his wrists and flexing his chest. Masters can't help but touch the bodybuilder again, almost is if he didn't believe it was real. It's been fourteen minutes and Atlas is getting a little antsy. But he thinks he knows how he can end things: "Come on, ride my cock."
Atlas pulls Masters up, dick still in him, and carries him over to a recliner. Atlas takes a seat with Masters on his lap facing him. He slouches down a bit as Masters adjusts to the new position. The wrestler squeezes his ass on the cock and then slides up and down it slowly. But Atlas is sick of going slow and thrusts his dick up in him again and again.
"Oh yeah, fuck me," Masters whines. "Ahhh..."
Atlas grunts back, "Ride that fucking cock."
Masters holds the back of the chair with one hand to balance himself and begins to bounce up and down on the dick. 
"Ahhh yeah," Atlas groans, squeezing Masters's thighs.
"Yeah..." Masters sighs, "Arggggg..."
Masters keeps bouncing high off the porn star's lap, smacking down on the dick and letting it go all the way up in him. 
"Fuck, fuck, that's so good..."
"Ride it," Atlas orders.
Masters puts both hands on Altas's chest and keeps going, tightening his ass as he pulls up off the cock each time. Masters rides the dick like a champ, worshiping Atlas's body as he goes. Atlas licks his lips, enjoying this taste of Masters, but then he sees that it's been over eighteen minutes. Enough of this. He stands back up with his dick still in Masters and fucks him in the air. Masters moans loud, like he could be on the brink of cumming. 
"Ah yeah, ah fuck..." Masters gasps between breaths.
Atlas holds on to Masters keep fucking away, turning red in the process. Finally he can't hold the wrestler any more and lays him down on the carpet underneath him. He plows away faster and faster grunting louder than Masters moans. 
"Ahhhh yeah..." Masters yells out, "Ahhhhh..."
"Cum already," Atlas barks in frustration.
But then it's too late -- Masters's wristband beeps out signalling the end of twenty minutes. Atlas keeps fucking, determined to make the wrestler cum, but Masters rolls away.
Atlas sits down on his knees, covered in sweat and trying to catch his breath. Masters looks at him: "How do you want to start?"
"Lay on your back," Atlas says bitterly.
Masters does so, resting his head in his hands as he watches the giant man squat down over his dick. 
"Errrrr..." Atlas grunts as Masters's head pokes in him. "Fuck."
He bops up and down letting just Masters's head get in him before pulling off. It's slow and could barely be described as fucking. Masters then puts his hands on Atlas's waist and pushes the bodybuilder down, letting his cock slide all the way in him.
"AHHHHHHH!" Atlas yells out like he's in pain. 
The truth is it did hurt, but then the flash of pain was gone. He opens his eyes and goes up and down on the cock with ease. 
"Yeah..." Atlas moans, pleased with himself for being able to take the dick.
"That's it," Masters whispers, coaching him. "Take that dick."
Atlas sits down on his knees and rocks his ass back and forth on dick faster and faster. Masters quietly moans in approval. Atlas places his hands on the wrestler's chest and squeezes as he grunts some more.
"Oh fuck yeah..." Atlas sighs as Masters's hits his g-spot. "Mmmm..."
 "You like that fucking dick?"
"Yeah..." Atlas whimpers.
Masters then motions Atlas to get off him. He has the pornstar on his hands and knees and then gets behind him to fuck him doggie style.
"Let's see how much you like it," Masters says as he stuffs his dick back in the tight hole.
"Ahhhh...' Atlas moans as the dick enters him. "Fuck me..."
Masters puts both his hands behind his head as he grinds his dick in Atlas. The pornstar keeps grunting, although it's unclear if he's enjoying himself or not. either way Masters is turned on and doesn't mind if Atlas does this all night. 
"Yeah, that's a tight hole," Master sighs, as he puts his hands on Atlas's ass. 
He rubs circles in them, watching as they bounce off his stomach. He then watches as Atlas gyrates his ass back, twisting Masters's cock around in it.
"Ahhhh yeah," Masters moans. "Fuck that cock."
Atlas groans as he keeps it up. The dick up his ass was just as good as the last one and perhaps he's overcoming his fears.
Masters grabs Atlas by the hsoulders and pulls him back as he begins to thrust his dick again. The bodybuilder whimpers out another grunt, seemingly pleased with Masters's dominance.
"Oh fuck, fuck me," Atlas whines making Masters think the pornstar is close to climaxing.
Masters holds him by the waist and thrust his dick in hard again and again, "I'm cumming," Masters belts out.
And sure enough the next thrust in Masters cums inside Atlas, holding his dick deep inside him, letting the goo fill the pornstar.
"Ahhhh," Atlas gasps as he feels the warm juice drip out of his hole.
Masters slides his dick out and fucks Atlas again, using the cum as lube. Atlas whines and then warns, "I'm gonna cum..."
Masters pulls out and rolls Atlas on his back. The bodybuilder jerks his dick faster and faster, bracing himself for the explosion. Masters lays down on him, his head in Atlas's lap. He flicks his tongue out, licking the shaft and then he feels Atlas tense up.
"UGhhhhh..." Atlas grunts loudly. "AHHHHHHHHH!"
He grips his dick tight as the white load shoots out into Masters's face and mouth. Masters laps it up as the bodybuilder groans and finally loosens up.
"Fuckkkkk..." Atlas yells out.
Masters takes the bodybuilder's dick and sucks it down his throat, swallowing the cum that's on it. He pulls it back out and wipes his mouth, satisfied.
"Well, I'm sorry you didn't win the Master Fuck Challenge," Masters says. "But I hope that was a good consolation prize."
Atlas sits up, still drenched in sweat. "No, I think we were both winners."
Masters sits in his lap and gives him a kiss.
"Well, if you're ever up to the challenge again, you know where to find me."

If I were to have my pick between these two muscle studs, I'd still go with Masters even though he's leaner than he was when he first debuted.