Rogan Richards vs. Tyler Reks

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

Richards is the hypersexual pornstar and bodybuilder coming in at about 5'11 and 200 lb. Typically a top, Richards bottomed late last year for TitanMen and was hotter than ever. Reks is sexy muscled wrestler with dreads coming in at 6'5 and 246 lb.

Reks ties his dreads back into a ponytail as Richards bounces in his corner of the ring. Both men are dripping in baby oil, ready to get it on. The bell rings and the two lock up. Richards gets Reks in a wrist lock, but the wrestler twists his arm and reverses it. Richards tries to elbow Reks, but the wrestler dodges it and then shoves him into the ropes. Richards rebounds, ducking a clothesline attempt and comes back off the other ropes with a crossbody. He leaps up to hit a legdrop, but Reks rolls out of the way. He grabs Richards in an inverted facelock and then hits him with a forearm club. Richards falls down, but Reks picks him back up and whips him into a forearm smash. He lays on top of Richards for the pin, but the pornstar punches out after one. Reks picks up Richards in a headlock. Richards pushes Reks into the ropes, but Reks reverses it, whipping Richards into the ropes. The pornstar comes charging back with a shoulderblock that knocks Reks down. Reks scrambles up to his feet to attack Richards, but the pornstar is ready for him, hitting a hip toss. Reks races to his feet and Richards hits him with a dropkick, sending the hunky wrestler stumbling back into the corner. He hits a few shoulder thrusts on Reks, taking the air out of him. He then ties Reks's legs up into the ropes, leaving him vulnerable and comes in with a body splash. Reks flips over and lands on the ring face first. Richards grabs Reks by the hair and hits a sidewalk slam and goes for the pin, but Reks punches out after a one count. Richards pulls himself up and waits for Reks to get up. He comes at him with a few punches and kicks, but Reks catches his foot. The wrestler tosses Richards down to the ring. Richards runs back to his feet and Reks nails him with a dropkick. Richards falls on his back and Reks leaps up and hits an elbow drop. He picks Richards up by his short hair and slings his arm over his back. He hoists him up and hits him with a suplex. He stays on him for the pin, but Richards punches out after two. Reks picks the pornstar back up and lifts him up in an elevated gutbuster. Reks's knee hits Richards's stomach hard, and he rolls away holding himself in pain. Reks stares at him, laughing, and then grabs him. He hits a big powerslam in the middle of the ring and then decides it's time to up his game. Reks goes to the corner and climbs to the top rope. He waits for Richards to stand up and then goes for a frog splash, but Richards rolls out of the way and he eats the mat. Richards pulls himself up using the ropes as Reks lays on his back sore from his miss. Richards pulls Reks up and gets him in a bearhug. He squeezes the wrestler's stomach with all his might, making Reks scream out in pain The wrestler closes his eyes and tries to fight through it. He punches Richards in the head and so he lifts Reks up in a belly-to-belly suplex. Reks flops down on his stomach, his hair coming undone from the ponytail. Richards pulls him up by the dreads and then kicks him in the gut and hits a swinging neckbreaker. He tries for the pin, but Reks punches out immediately. Richards shakes his head, but continues with the assault. He gets Reks up in a headlock, but the wrestler shoves him off him into the ropes. Richards runs right back into Reks's big boot, getting knocked down on his back. Reks goes to the outside of the ropes and waits for Richards to stand up and then hits a springboard dropkick. He hooks Richards leg, but the pornstar punches out in the nick of time. Reks wipes the sweat from his face and exhales a deep breath. He picks Richards up but the pornstar punches him back in the gut. Reks kicks him and then whips him into the ropes. Richards runs Reks with a crossbody but the wrestler catches him. Richards shakes his head as Reks carries him to the middle slams him down. Reks then stomps on the fallen pornstar as Richards rolls to the ropes for safety. The pornstar pulls himself back up and Reks comes at him, but he hits him with a punch to the gut. Reks stumbles back while Richards advances on him with another punch to the head. Richards kicks him in the gut and then hits an inverted suplex. Reks hurries back to his feet and runs at Richards, right into his arms and the pornstar lifts him up hitting a spinning spinebuster. Reks laid out, the only sign of consciousness is his blinking. Richards then ropes and springboards off them hitting a moonsault. He covers the wrestler for the full three count -- Richards is the victor.

Reks found himself bored with the West Hollywood bar scene and left back to his place in Venice. It was a valiant effort, but the places were swarming with twinks in their twenties, pretty boys in their thirties, and chubby guys in their forties -- none of which he was attracted to. It didn't help that he found most pleasure in hiring escorts -- ripped muscle studs that didn't come cheap. His last hire (although he technically wasn't paid for) was Genesis, the escort he fucked with while he was in jail. Genesis all but disappeared from the planet and so Reks was back to cruising the ads.
He flips open his laptop and starts scrolling through the pages. The man who looks hot to him was Gauge, the cop who busted him. He slams his computer down in frustration and decides to go for a walk. Maybe hearing the ocean will calm him.
The Venice boardwalk is empty at this hour, all the shops are closed, the tourists gone and the homeless people packed up. Reks turns off the boardwalk to Windward with its bars. And then he sees someone hanging outside the speakeasy lighting up a cigarette.
"You have an extra?" Reks asks.
Reks didn't smoke, but he needed to talk to this hunk.
"Here," the stranger says with his Australian accent.
"Thanks," Reks fumbles with the lighter.
"Need a hand?" The hunk lights Reks's cigarette and the two smoke quietly.
"You're not from around here are you?" Reks finally asks.
"What gave that away?" 
"Your sexy voice," Reks says staring him in the eyes.
"The name is Richards, Rogan." 
Reks shakes his hand and introduces himself.
"I have to say, you're the sexiest chap I've seen since I've been to LA," Richards confesses.
"What brings you here?" Reks asks.
"Meeting with clients." 
"Clients? And what kind of business are you in?"
"Myself."
Reks nods, a successful, sexy Australian businessman was flirting with him.
"So are you here on just on business, or is there some pleasure?" Reks asks.
Richards tosses his cigarette, "My business is pleasure."
Reks dick goes hard -- he's an escort. "So, out of curiosity, what's your rate?"
"Are you asking so you can under cut me, lad?"
Reks smirks -- him an escort?
"Maybe I'm interested in supporting your business."
Richards is flattered. "I don't need your money. Nor would I want it, really."
"Oh..." Reks assumes the bodybuilder is attracted to twinks. Or bears.
Richards grabs Reks by the head and kisses him, passionately. His tongue goes in Reks's mouth wildly. When he finally lets go both men take a breath.
"Because if I took your money, you wouldn't know if I meant doing that or if I wanted to."
Reks nods, his boner ready to burst out of his jeans. "Where you staying?"
"Let me show you," Richards says taking Reks's hand. 
The pornstar leads Reks around the corner to Hotel Erwin. They take the elevator up to his King suite. Richards rips off his shirt, revealing his furry chest with nipple rings. Reks throws his shirt off, displaying his tan muscular body and ripped abs. The men kiss each other gently as the explore each others bodies, feeling each others bulging chests and mammoth biceps. Richards bends down and sucks on Reks's pecs, the wrestler trembles as he moans in satisfaction. Richards nips at them, then flicks his tongue at them, tickling him. Reks teases the pornstar by making his pecs bounce, but that only makes him hungrier.
"Ahhh," Reks sighs like he's going to cum already.
Richards takes that as a signal and goes back to kissing Reks on the lips. He unbuttons Reks's jeans and slides them down, revealing Reks's bright neon green trunks underneath. Reks pauses kissing to see what Richards has hiding under his pants and is surprised to see a black leather thong.
Richards turns to face the wall and shakes his ass, letting his cheeks jiggle in a way that puts Reks in a trance. The wrestler playfully smacks them and then he can't resist and gets on his knees and buries his face between the cheeks.
"Yeah," Richards grunts. "Get in there."
Reks slides the thong off Richards's crack and licks up and down it going around his hole. Richards doesn't like to be teased and pulls his cheeks wide apart so Reks can't miss his hole. Reks sucks on it, making the pornstar grumble with pleasure. 
"Fuck yeah," Richards moans.
Reks slides his tongue in and shakes his head, letting it swirl around inside Richards. The bodybuilder shivers with delight, he can tell Reks has eaten his fair share of asses. He starts to grind his ass in Reks's face, making the wrestler even more wild with his tongue. He reaches back and holds Reks's head in his ass, stuffing his face as far into him as he can.
"Ahhhh..." Richards groans.
Finally Reks needs some air, and pulls away. Richards' boner is poking out of his thong, rendering the undergarment essentially useless. He kicks it off and stands naked in front of the wrestler. He tugs on Reks's trunks and peels them off, revealing Reks's boner and his gorgeous ass.
"Get on the bed," Richards says, smacking him. Richards lays on his back and has Reks climb on top of him in a 69 position. The pornstar goes for the wrestler's muscly ass, rimming him intensely. Reks can barely close his mouth from all of his moaning, but he manages to stay quiet enough to get Richards's dick in his mouth and start sucking. Reks tugs at Richards's foreskin, pulling it back so he can suction around his head. Richards trembles, clearly sensitive, and nearly kicks the wrestler. As both men try to dominant the other with their foreplay, it becomes clear that they're both just eager to get things to the next level. Richards takes the initiative and smacks Reks's ass, indicating he's finished. The wrestler slurps the dick out of his mouth and looks back with a smile. Richards nods, and Reks knows it's time to get to fucking. He rolls to Richards's side, and then lines dick up to his ass. Richards lays on his side and lifts up his leg, helping Reks shove his penis inside him.
"Ahhh..." Richards grunts.
Reks feels warm, not too big, and strong inside him. He feels Reks pump his cock slowly in and out of him, grunting each time it enters him.
"Rrrr..." He groans.
Reks kisses Richards shoulders, trying to ease his tight ass into opening up more and make it easier for him. Richards looks back at him and the two kiss as Reks goes all the way in him.
"Ahhh..." Richards clenches up. "Fuck me, yes."
 Reks fucks with smooth and quick motions, making the bodybuilder groan uncontrollably. Reks was more than turned on by the noises he was making, but at the same time he wondered if Richards really was an escort, or if this was an elaborate flirting technique. Secretly Reks hoped that maybe Richards wasn't an escort, and that this Australian stud could just be his. He looks at the pornstar, clearly enjoying being fucked -- maybe Reks was just that damn good.
"Fuck me doggie style," Richards says between breaths.
Richards rolls over on to his stomach and then sits up on his hands and knees. Reks crawls behind him and taps his dick on the ass, sliding in between Richards's cheeks.
"Yeah, fuck me, right in there," Richards groans.
Reks plunges his dick back inside him making the pornstar whimper. He fucks away, with Richards rocking with the motion, grunting along the way. Reks holds on to Richards's shoulders as he pounds his cock in him, keeping the bodybuilder steady.
"Ahh, yeah, uhhhh..." Richards grunts.
Reks breathes in and out as he maintains a steady rhythm. Richards groans and grunts, sounding like a wild animal. It only made Reks even more aggressive, like he were trying to tame the beast, or at least make him whine like a satisfied little bitch.
"Yeah, fuck me like that," Richards moans.
Reks goes at him, gyrating his hips and letting his dick go wild inside the pornstar. Richards looks down and grunts, before rocking his body again with Reks's motion. 
"Uhh, yeah, fuck me," Richards shouts.
Reks squeezes his ass as he fucks the pornstar hard with a sharp blows.
"Uhh, uhhh, ahhhh," Richards sighs.
Reks exhales and wipes the sweat, his dreads shaken from their ponytail. He flips them out of his face and leans down on Richards's back.

"All right Mate, my turn," Richards says as he sits up. Reks kneels on the bed and gets on his hands, his ass wiggling for Richards to plow. Richards grabs the stud's ass and shoves his cock deep in it.
"Ahhhh..." Reks screams. 
Richards grunts as he thrusts his dick inside Reks's tight hole. He plays with his nipple rings while he fucks. Reks groans with pleasure, moaning each time he feels Richards balls com up and touch his ass.
"Uhhh, uhhh, ohhh..." Reks moans louder.
Richards grabs Reks's dreads and pulls his head back as he keeps fucking. The wrestler moans even louder, probably waking up the entire hotel now. Reks likes the way Richards is manhandling him, too often it seemed like the escorts he hooked up with were too scared to be rough with him. They probably feared that Reks would come back at them and with his muscle it would really hurt. 
"Uhhhhhh!" Reks yells out.
"Yeah, you like that cock don't you?" Richards smirks.
"Uh huh," Reks moans. "Give it to me harder."
Richards shoves Reks's head down and positions himself up higher, mounting the wrestler. He plunges his cock down in at an angle making the wrestler whimper with delight.
"Ahhh! GOD!" Reks moans.
Richards rubs Reks's back as he thrusts in him again and again. The wrestler takes it like a champ, getting the pain he asked for.
Richards breathes heavily as he fucks, determined to make Reks a happy customer, even though he wasn't technically a customer. It was something that Richards couldn't shake.
"Uhhh, uhhh uhh," Reks grunts as he shakes from the pounding.
Richards lays down on Reks's back and keeps slowly humping away. Reks's ass can sure take a fucking, he thinks. The perfect trait for an escort to have. Richards keeps fucking in this position for another few minutes until he gets some of his energy back.
"All right, stud roll over."
Richards flips Reks over on to his back, with the wrestler's head hanging toward the end of the bed. He eagerly stuffs his dick back inside him and plows away.
"Ahhh, ahhh, yeah," Reks sighs.
The wrestler locks eyes with Richards, like a staring contest, seeing who would blink first. Richards has an intensity about him, especially while fucking, that Reks was first to blink. He gets Richards back by squeezing his chest and then pinching his pecs and nipple rings.
"Arrrgh..." Rogan grunts. "Yeah."
"Ahh, yeah, right there," Reks moans as he feels the dick smack inside him.
Richards presses down on Reks and fucks him fast with short motions that leave a vibrating sensation that ripples through them both.
"Awwww..." Reks moans, "Awwwwwww..."
"Uhhh, ughhh, uhhh," Richards grunts, slowing down.
Reks cups his hands around Richards's ass cheeks pushing them into him. Richards closes his eyes as he fucks Reks, clearly getting tired. 
"Ahh, yeah, right there," Reks moans, encouraging the pornstar to keep going.
The truth was Richards was more than tired, he was sleep deprived. Since flying in from Australia he's been up almost nonstop. Partly it was because his client was trying to get all he could out of Richards for his money. And partly it was because of jetlag.
"Fuck me right there," Reks repeats, holding his balls up so Richards can nail him in the sweet spot again.
Richards opens his eyes and slides his cock all the way in Reks, making the wrestler's eyes light up -- that's the spot. He gyrates his cock around, making Reks squirm as though he were having a seizure. 
"Ahhh, fuck, fuck, fuck," Reks moans, stroking his dick faster. "Fuck, right there, I'm going to nut..."
Richards keeps fucking, maintaining his speed as Reks turns red and then exhales while unleashing his massive load. The cum splashes out on both men, as Richards keeps fucking him.
"AAhhhh... man," Reks sighs, licking the cum off his fingers. 
Richards pulls out and kneels over Reks's face. The wrestler opens his mouth under the dangling cock and then when Richard starts to whine, he closes his eyes.
"Ah, god, yes," Richards sighs as he cums. 
Reks feels the ooze drip down on to his lips and into his mouth. He swallows it drop by drop and then looks up and sees Richards was done, his load not nearly as big as Reks's.
Richards collapses down next to Reks, resting his head next to the wrestler's shoulder, his sweaty body on top of Reks's. Reks slowly rubs down his back as Richards is ready to fall asleep at any moment. And soon enough he does, as does Reks, for what seems like would be the first time in a long time that he spent the night with a guy.

Richards's phone bings. Then it bings again. Both men are now awake. Richards reaches for his phone and sees it's a new text. He reads it and then rolls out of bed.
"Where are you going?" Reks sits up. "It's four in the morning."
"Somebody just booked me," Richards explains.
"Seriously? You're going to do that again?"
"Heh, I can't even come close to doing what we did again. But this guy will still get a good deal out of me."
Reks starts to get out of the bed and rubs the sweat and semen off of himself with a towel.
"You know," Richards says, "You should come along. See if you could be an escort."
Reks shakes his head, "No way, I can't fuck fat, old married guys. Not even for thousands of dollars."
"These guy is actually pretty hot," Richards says showing Reks a photo on his phone. "A lot of them are, you'd be surprised. I mean, you use escorts."
Reks still had his doubts, but Richards comes over and kisses him, making him weak. "It'll be fun..."
"Fine," Reks says. "Let's do it."
And with that both men leave the hotel to go meet who would become Reks's first client...

If I were faced with deciding between these two muscular hunks, I'd probably go with Richards.