Mahal can't hide his smile as he comes to the ring, his big return to action, his improved physique, and his chance to show he deserves to get the Title back. He climbs in the ring and disrobes, eyeing his opponent, some local competitor he assumes. Arad wears tight yellow shorts, he's got a good muscular body, but compared to the towering Mahal he could be mistaken for a twink.
The bell rings and Arad comes marching towards Mahal, swinging his leg up for a kick, but Mahal catches it and then shoves Arad down to the ring. Arad's head hits the ring hard, he grabs it with both his hands, but that does nothing as Mahal kicks him in the gut. Mahal takes a few steps back as the pornstar sits up. He then comes back with a low dropkick to the head, knocking him into the corner. Mahal chuckles to himself watching the buff man climb back up, as if he has a fighting chance. Arad slowly approaches Mahal, looking for an opening. He slaps the wrestler across the chest with a backhand, but all it does is make Mahal smile, how cute.
Mahal returns the favor and slaps Arad across the chest, leaving a big red mark. Arad stumbles back, but Mahal grabs him and whips him across the ring. Arad springs back and goes for a crossbody, but Mahal catches him. He squeezes Arad's ass, nice and juicy, before spinning and slamming him hard to the mat. Mahal doesn't go for the pin and instead gets Arad in a headlock. The pornstar chokes for air as Mahal flexes his arm around his neck. He tries punching back at Mahal, but Mahal leans back avoiding the attacks. He then lifts Arad up to his feet and then hoists him high in the air, hitting him with an atomic drop. Mahal's knee hits Arad's ass so hard the pornstar shakes as he hops away. Mahal rebounds off the ropes and grabs Arad's head, hitting a bulldog. Mahal bounces up to his feet and stares down at the wrestling twisting in pain, smirking at the pain he's inflicting on him. It's too easy. Arad crawls away but Mahal grabs him by the head and waistband and tosses him out of the ring like he were garbage. Mahal follows him out of the ring and knees him in the gut, before picking him up and hitting a front suplex on the barrier. Mahal gives Arad no chance to recover, shoving him against the edge of the ring. Arad screams in pain, standing stretched out against the ring, his beautiful body totally exposed. Mahal slaps him against the chest again, leaving another bruising mark.
"Come on," Mahal taunts him.
The wrestler grabs Arad by the head and rolls him back into the ring. Mahal slides in and stomps on the pornstar, still laying on his stomach struggling to find any energy to even stand up. Mahal lifts up Arad and throws him on his back in a fireman's carry, then rolls forward, slamming him. Arad is so out of breath he can't even groan. Mahal waits for him to get up and then charges behind him, wrapping his arms behind his next before lifting him up and hitting his signature Khallas on him. He folds the pornstar up with a pin and counts with the ref, One, Two, Three.
With the ringing of the bell Mahal finally eases up on Arad and lifts his hands in the air -- victory.
"So," Mahal starts, "I just wanted to let you know I'm sorry that I was so rough in the ring, and if I took things a little too far tonight, I didn't mean to. I'm just excited to be back in action."
Arad nods and then says, "Don't worry about it, I like it a little rough."
Mahal smiles at the innuendo.
Arad looks down at Mahal's crotch, "And I can see you're excited."
"Shit," Mahal tries to laugh off his embarrassment.
"Come on in," Arad says opening the door wider. "Make yourself comfortable."
Mahal smirks, happy for the invite. He follows Arad in and starts unbuttoning his shirt, unzipping his pants. By the time they reach the bed, Mahal's clothes slip right off.
"Well, okay then.." Arad says, quickly undressing himself.
Mahal watches with an intense stare, admiring the porn star's thick muscles. Once he's naked, Mahal pulls him close and kisses down his neck. Arad sighs, his legs trembling in excitement. Mahal continues down to his chest and begins sucking on the pornstar's pecs.
"Yesss..." Arad sighs. He could get off just on Mahal sucking his nipples.
Mahal seems to know this, twirling his tongue around them before sucking his lips around, playfully biting them.
The only thing Mahal says is, "Mmm..." as he looks up at Arad's delight before taking in the pec again.
"Uhhh..." Arad moans, almost losing his balance.
Mahal can't help but laugh at the other man's nerves. He has nothing to be nervous about, that's for sure. Mahal squeezes the pornstar's chest and then rubs his hands down to his cock.
Mahal strokes the dick slowly, then licks his hand and rubs the shaft in it. "You like that?"
Arad can't even spit out a yes and just nods. Mahal nods back and then bends down and slowly takes the dick in his mouth. Once it's all the way in Arad releases the breath he didn't know he was holding. He couldn't believe this was actually happening, and better than he could ever imagine.
Mahal twists his head as he slides the dick out of his mouth, a move that makes Arad twitch each time. He then just sucks on the head, tightly pressing his lips around it before spitting it out.
"You taste good," Mahal says, trying to ease the pornstar's nervousness. He stands back up and gives him a kiss. "You want to taste me?"
Arad doesn't respond and just starts to kiss down Mahal's neck, retracing the path the wrestler took on him. He goes to his pecs and sucks on them, feeling Mahal's dick rub on him.
"That's it, ahhh..." Mahal sighs.
Arad continues on, kissing the muscle man's ripped abs going down to his pubes and then that gorgeous long cock, a huge muscle in its own right. He opens wide and gobbles it up, letting it go all the way in to tickle his throat. Mahal moans, surprised that Arad could get it all in at once. He holds the pornstar's head in place and skull fucks him. Arad takes the dick, choking a bit, eyes watering, until finally Mahal pulls out. He gestures for Arad to stand back up and once he does, Mahal swiftly spins him around and pushes him on to the bed. Mahal pulls Arad to the edge of the bed, holding the pornstar's legs up on to his shoulders. He looks down at the hole, ready for his cock. He shoves it in with force and the porn star grunts with anticipation.
"Uhhhh..." Mahal groans as he slams in his cock deeper.
Arad, murmurs a few "Yeahs" each time he feels the dick reach all the way in. Mahal's intense stare returns as he fucks. He hasn't been laid in awhile, and now that it's happening it demands his full attention.
He fucks Arad so hard the pornstar keeps sliding back on the bed. Mahal improvises and crawls on the bed himself. He keeps things going missionary style, allowing Arad to wraps his legs around the wrestler's muscular body. As they rock with the rhythm of the fucking, Mahal kisses him softly.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Arad moans with encouragement. He sees the wrestler sweating up a storm, but fuck he's never had a dick this good before. He holds his hands on Mahal's shoulders, massaging them with admiration.
Mahal, as sweaty as he is, has no intention to stop. He leans back and thrusts his dick in, hitting Arad's prostate.
"OHHHH!" the pornstar yells.
Mahal continues pounding away at it, fuck he could give up his career and just fuck all day and be more than content.
Arad's hands slide down Mahal's back to his ass, his finger reaching for that hole. He flicks it in, and Mahal doesn't flinch. He flicks his finger in and out, until finally he realizes Mahal has stopped fucking. He looks up at those intense eyes.
"You want to fuck me?"
The men roll over so Arad is on top of Mahal. From every angle the wrestler looks like a fucking god. Mahal turns over, getting on his hands and knees to be fucked doggie style.
"Show me what you've got," Mahal says as though it were a challenge.
Arad doesn't hesitate and guides his cock in.
"Ahh, yeah, that's it," Mahal says adjusting his position.
Arad slaps the juicy ass in front of him and then starts to thrust. He goes hard, holding on to Mahal's shoulders for support. The bed creaks under their weight and the intense fucking, but they can't hear it between their moans and grunts.
"Fff--" Mahal sighs, "Don't stop."
Arad keeps pounding mercilessly, but the big wrestler shows no weakness, his ass still playfully squeezing around the dick with each thrust.
"Fuck, yeah. Keep it coming!"
Arad turns red from all his fucking, he rather pass out than stop. His sweat drips down on Mahal, making his skin glisten.
"Ahhh yeah," Mahal says crawling forward as Arad's dick slides out. He rolls over on his back and sits up leaning against the headboard. He motions for Arad to sit on his lap.
Arad kneels over him and reclines his ass back on that dick. He feels it pierce inside him and quivers.
"Yeah, ride that cock," Mahal nods.
Arad bounces up and down on the dick as Mahal holds him close. Mahal kisses his sweaty chest, licking the beads of sweat when he can. Both men grunt and groan, letting the sound of the fucking fill the room. Arad looks down and kisses Mahal as he can feel his cock twitch inside him.
"I'm gonna cum," he finally says.
Mahal squeezes him tighter, and the orgasm comes sudden and strong, his load shooting straight out, splashing on both men's bodies. "Don't stop," Arad whines.
Mahal keeps rocking the man on his cock, feeling his own climax approaching. He squeezes Arad's ass and holds his dick deep inside him. Then with a long deep moan, Mahal cums insides him, his cock twitching as his load empties out.
"Ahhhhhh..."
"Mmmm..." Arad moans feeling the warm seed drip out of his hole.
Mahal holds the pornstar steady on his still hard cock, taking the moment in. "Fuck, yeah," Mahal finally says. Arad climbs off the wrestler and cuddles up next to him. Mahal hesitates, he came for a fuck, not this, but still he puts his arm around the muscle man and kisses him on the head.
Arad's finger traces up between Mahal's chest, to his chin pushing it to face him, and Arad gives him a sweet kiss. Mahal doesn't pull back and keeps going.
"Want to join me in the shower?"
The night has only just begun.
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