Micah Brandt vs. Chris Dickinson

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

Brandt is the sexy pornstar who is quite vocal in his sex scenes. This versatile stud comes in at 5'10 and about 175 lbs and has grown even hotter over the years. Dickinson is an indy wrestler whose furry chest is as much of a trademark look to him as his strings hanging out of his briefs. This muscle man stands 5'10 and is billed as 235 lb.

Dickinson marches into the ring wearing a hoody, hood down. Brandt stands in the corner as his opponent unzips his hoody and tosses it to the crowd, revealing his furry body. The bell rings and the two square off. Dickinson gets Brandt in a crossface chickenwing, but the pornstar slides out and scampers back. Dickinson still goes on the attack, kicking Brandt. Brandt falls to one knee and Dickinson hits another kick to his head, knocking him on to the ropes. Dickinson puts his knee on Brandt's back and pulls the rope up choking him. Brandt whines and gasps for air as a ref comes to his rescue and pulls the wrestler off of him. Brandt stands up and turns to face Dickinson, but the wrestler is in the air with a dropkick. Brandt tumbles out of the ring on to the floor. Dickinson goes to the ropes and springboards over for a plancha. Brandt collapses under the weight of the wrestler, ready to give up already. Dickinson will have none of that. He pulls Brandt's legs wide apart and hits him with an elbow drop. And then another. Brandt rolls to his side, holding himself trying to shield himself from Dickinson. Dickinson smirks at the pornstar and then picks him up and tosses him back in the ring. Dickinson follows after him and picks him up and whips him into the ropes. Brandt slingshots back, ducking a clothesline attempt and the bounces off the ropes again. He runs right at Dickinson and hits a crossbody, knocking the wrestler on his back. Both men take a second before climbing up to their feet. Dickinson grabs at Brandt, but the pornstar feels empowered and elbows him in the gut. He then grabs Dickinson by the head and smashes it into the turnbuckle. Dickinson wobbles back and Brandt grabs him by the wrist to whip him into the ropes. But Dickinson reverses it, sending Brandt running, the pornstar comes back and hits a hurricanarana into the pin. Dickinson kicks out after one, and rolls back up to his feet, but Brandt lunges at him with a lariat, knocking him back down. Dickinson shakes his head as he crawls up to his knees. Brandt hits a sledgehammer blow to Dickinson's back, angering him. Brandt runs into the ropes and comes back at Dickinson with a crossbody, but the wrestler catches him. He falls back, hitting a fallaway slam. Brandt rubs his back in pain, as he scrambles to his feet. Dickinson is there with a few jabs, knocking Brandt into the corner. He whips the pornstar across the ring to the other turnbuckles and charges after him. Brandt leaps up and over Dickinson and then rolls him up for a pin, but Dickinson kicks out after two. Brandt waits for the wrestler to get on his feet and nails him with a dropkick, knocking him back into the corner. Brandt charges at him and hits a spear, taking the air out of him as he slumps down to the ring. Brandt shouts out with excitement as he comes back and grabs at Dickinson's foot. The wrestler boots him in the head with his free foot and then again, but Brandt manages to drag the wrestler out into the middle of the ring and then kicks him in the back. Brandt hits a knee drop, followed by another. He then leaps up for a legdrop, but Dickinson rolls out of the way in time. Brandt rubs his ass, sore as Dickinson stands back up using the ropes for support. Brandt gets up and comes at Dickinson but the wrestler strikes first with a jab followed by a chop across his chest. Brandt moans as he bends forward in pain, and Dickinson picks him up and hits a northern lights suplex. Brandt lays sprawled out in the middle of the ring blinking but not moving. Dickinson picks him back up and gets him in a fireman's carry. Brandt is able to squirm free, and slides down. Dickinson turns to face him and the pornstar hits him with a dropkick. He then grabs him and nails a DDT. Dickinson rolls on his side catching his breath as Brandt runs to the corner. Brandt climbs to the top turnbuckle, but Dickinson runs to the corner and climbs up. He grabs a hold of the pornstar hits an avalanche German suplex. Dickinson isn't done, he grabs Brandt's arm and wraps it around his leg and then lifts him up to hit the braineater on him. Brandt is out and Dickinson lays on top of him for the pin. One. Two. Three. The wrestler gets the victory in the surprisingly competitive match. 

Brandt pulls up into the driveway of his mom's home, the same place he grew up. He turns off the vehicle, but pauses. After a moment of silence he heads in and knocks on the door. Instead of his mom answering, it's a young man roughly his age with short shaved hair and wearing a hoody and briefs with the drawstrings out.
"Hey, I'm Chris Dickinson," the man says extended his hand out. "I'm your mom's boyfriend."
Brandt knew his mom was dating someone younger, she said as much, but he had no idea that it was a peer! He was so surprised by his age, that he really didn't notice his nice and beefy body. Nor did he notice Dickinson checking out his ass.
Brandt disappears into his room, same as he left when he went off to college. He turns on some music and sits in bed, having no desire to try and chat things up with Dickinson. His mom's boyfriends were all losers, and by the looks of it, Dickinson seemed no better. They'd try and be Brandt's friend, unable to relate to him so then they'd act like they were authoritarians over him. That had even worse results. It's why Brandt visited home so infrequently.
Despite all that, Brandt had another thing on his mind: He was getting horny.
Luckily he had a solution, in the shape of a dildo. He takes his plastic friend out of his bag along with his lube. He rubs the lube over the dildo and then sets it on his bed. He climbs on stop of it and squats down.
"AHhhhhhh..." he sighs with tremendous relief. "Yes."
Brandt rides the dildo up and down, finding not just comfort but pleasure in the toy.
"Ahhhh, yes..." he moans.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Dickinson hears the moans and sighs coming from Brandt's room. It sounds like he's having sex or at the very least watching porn, Dickinson thinks. He walks over to investigate, and sure enough with his ear to the door Dickinson hears: "Ohhhhhh, fuck me..."
Dickinson slowly cracks the door open and gets a glimpse of Brandt bouncing his ass on the dildo.
"Holy shit," Dickinson whispers to himself. 
His hoody falls to floor, he's getting hot by this. 
"Ahh, ahh, ahhh..." Brandt sighs, going faster. "Yeah..."
Dickinson's dick gets hard, practically bulging out of his short briefs. He whips it out and starts jerking off to the pornstar.
"Ahhh..." Brandt sighs as he slides his ass off the dildo. 
And then he pauses, he hears something. Dickinson, just outside the door, has his eyes closed as he jerks away. He holds his breath, trying to be as quiet as possible, but then he realizes Brandt isn't making any more noise. He opens his eyes and sees that the door has swung open.
"Uhh..." Dickinson stutters with his dick in his hand.
Brandt climbs off the bed, "What the fuck are you doing?"
"I heard you and so I--"
"Decided to jerk off?"
"Yeah, no," Dickinson keeps stuttering. "I mean..."
Dickinson stops he grabs Brandt by his head and gives him a big smooch.
Brandt steps back. "I thought you're with my mom."
"I am, but..."
"But?"
Dickinson licks his lips and confesses, "I'm more into you."
Brandt doesn't fall for the flattery: "You just met me."
"I've seen pictures of you," Dickinson explains. "But they don't do the real thing any justice."
Dickinson puts his hand on Brandt's chest. Brandt finds the compliments to be hard to resist, which in turn made Dickinson seem even more attractive. But he was his mom's boyfriend! Brandt takes Dickinson's hand off of him and turns around.
Dickinson stares at his cute ass going back to the bed and calls out, "I mean you started masturbating when it was just me here. You had to have known I would have heard you."
"Maybe I didn't care," Brandt said, which was the truth.
"Well why use that, when you can have the real thing?"
Brandt looks at Dickinson's dick for the first time. It was of comparable size to the dildo. The man had a point.
"You want to fuck me?" Brandt asks for clarification.
Dickinson steps in the room and closes the door behind him. That answers that question. 
"How do you want to do this?" Brandt asks.
Dickinson pushes the pornstar up against the wall. His huge ass still sticks out. Dickinson spits on his dick, rubbing it down his shaft. And then he squeezes it in Brandt's hole.
"Ahhh..." Brandt moans, feeling the warm, real penis enter him. "Yes. Yes. Yes."
Dickinson humps with fast and smooth motions, no letting his dick move a lot inside the porn star. Dickinson closes his eyes, he can't believe this moment that he's been fantasizing for months was happening.
"Baby, ahhhh..." Brandt whimpers.
Dickinson smiles, hearing the pornstar moan and whine just turned him on even more, especially when he was the cause of it. He squishes Brandt's ass between his fingers as he pushes his dick further up in him.
"Ahhh, ohhhh..." Brandt whines. "Yes, give me that cock. Awww..."
"Yeah? You like that? That it," Dickinson whispers.
"Ahh, yeah, give it to me."
Dickinson presses his body up against Brandt's back and thrusts his cock hard into him. It feels like the whole house shakes with each penetration. He kisses Brandt down his neck as the stud whimpers.
"Baby," Brandt says as he turns around. "Fuck me hard."
Brandt leans over his bed with his ass out and ready for Dickinson to pick things up. Dickinson licks his thumb and then fingers inside Brandt's hole.
"Oh yeah baby," Brandt coos as he swirls his ass around the thumb. "Fuck me."
Dickinson spits on his dick and then stuffs his cock back in Brandt's hungry hole.
"Ahh," Brandt moans, taking a big breath as the dick fills him up. 
He looks up and squeezes the bed comforter in his hands as Dickinson slowly rocks his dick back and forth in him.
"Yessss..." Brandt sighs.
Dickinson leans in and gives him a sweet kiss, before pushing his head down on the bed. It was time to get rough. He thrusts his cock in hard and repeats the motion again and again, making the bed rock.
"Ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhh..." Brandt moans with delight.
"Uhhhh, uhh, uhh," Dickinson grunts as he pounds away at the sexy ass.
"Ah, ohh, ohhh..." Brandt moans as he feels up Dickinson's leg. "Oh my god, yes..."
Dickinson wipes the sweat off his forehead as he keeps pounding the porn star. He had to admit it, the louder that Brandt got the more it made him want to fuck him harder. And the way he moaned, shit, it was impossible to tell if he was climaxing or not.
"Arrrrr... uhhhh... Oh!" Dickinson grunts.
"Yes, give it to me, give it to me, ahhhh..." Brandt shouts.
He reaches up past Dickinson's thighs to his ass, rubbing it as it gyrates around. Brandt can't even moan, he gasps for air, the intensity rippling through his body.
"Uhhh, arrrr..." Dickinson groans as he collapses on top of Brandt.
His furry chest rubs up and down Brandt's back as he keeps rocking his dick in him. Brandt playfully smacks the ass, as he regains his breath.
"Ahh, yeah, mmm..." Brandt moans as he starts to sway his ass back into the cock.
"Yeah, yeah, uhhh, come on," Dickinson whispers. "Yeah, fuck that cock."
Brandt keeps rocking his ass back on the dick making the wrestler moan louder than him. Dickinson lays on top of him, kissing his shoulders and upper back as his cock is squeezed in the clenched ass.
"Fuck yeah," Dickinson says as he stands back up.
Brandt climbs all the way on the bed and rolls over on his back. Dickinson stands up to the edge of the bed and slides his cock in him.
"Ahhh!" Brandt shouts, grabbing his own cock with a firm grasp. "Yeah, ahhh..."
Dickinson leans over him and kisses him passionately as he delicately slides his dick in and out of him. Brandt closes his eyes, feeling Dickinson's scruffy face rub against his. The warmth of his dick inside him. This was way better than the real thing. He lets go of his dick and rubs up his chest, then sets his hands under his head, admiring the wrestler on top of him.
Dickinson kisses Brandt's chest, nipping at his pecs before leaning back. He holds Brandt's leg up to his shoulder and kisses the foot as he nails the pornstar harder.
"Ahhh, uhhh, ohhh!" Brandt moans with each penetration. "AHHHH!"
Dickinson strokes Brandt's cock with his free hand, as the pornstar whimpers with each movement Dickinson makes. 
"Ah! OH!" Brandt whines. "AHhhhh..."
Dickinson jerks the dick faster, as Brandt puts his hands on the edge of the bed trying not to squirm.
"Right there, yes, baby!" Brandt moans, "Right there, yes, yes, YES!"
Dickinson pounds the pornstar harder and harder, so hard he slides back further in the bed. he drags him back to the edge and pounds him more and more.
"Uhhhh, uhhh... UHHH!" Dickinson gets louder too.
Brandt looks up at the wrestler, both men can see that the other could cum any second. Brandt holds his breath, playing with his dick as Dickinson squeezes his thighs harder while he maintained his fucking. Brandt closes his eyes and can feel the sensation boiling.
"Oh fuck, ohhh, I'm gonna cum," Brandt whimpers. 
He holds his cock back and keeps rubbing it and then his white load shoots out on his stomach. 
"Ohhhh, ahh, fuck! AHHHHH!" Brandt whines as he gasps for air. "Ahhh ahhh ahh!" 
Dickinson leans in and kisses him and then his pecs before he slides his cock out and strokes it. With a couple of jerks, Dickinson closes his eyes: "Uhhhh..."
He rubs his cock faster and faster, his whole body turning red and then: "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" 
Dickinson cums all over Brandt's stomach. 
"Yeah, mmm..." Brandt sighs, rubbing it into his skin. 
Dickinson falls on top of the pornstar, catching his breath. Their bodies rub the cum all over each other, but neither man cares -- not after that fuck session. Dickinson rolls over next to Brandt on his back.
"So..." Dickinson doesn't know what they should do next.
"Let's not tell my mom about this," Brandt says, not that either one of them was planning on doing so.
Dickinson stands back up, and looks down at Brandt who has an euphoria glowing from his smile. "It'll be our little secret."
And then a loud buzzer goes off. Both men are startled -- what was that? Dickinson laughs, realizing what happened: "The laundry's done."
"Oh," Brandt laughs too. "Well, we have some bedsheets to wash."
"They don't need to be washed yet," Dickinson says. "I mean, your Mom's not coming home for another four hours..."
"You're dirty," Brandt says, standing up to kiss him. 
And that's when he realized that Dickinson wasn't only the first boyfriend of his mom's that he liked, he was the first that he loved.

If I were to have my pick between these two hunks, I'd go with birthday boy, Brandt.