Benjamin Bradley vs. Evan Karagais

Bradley is a former versatile porn star known for his white boy next door looks and his one-again off-again relationship with fellow porn star Roman Heart. Top or bottom Bradley's 5'10", 182 lb was always a sight to be seen. Karagais is the former pro wrestler with top model looks (and abs) coming in at 5'7" and 221 lbs. He gained a cult following as a long haired jobber, and then gained wider attention as a part of 3-Count, a boyband wrestling trio.

Karagias and Bradley stare each other down as they circle around the ring. Karagias goes at Bradley first, but the pornstar dodges out of the way. They circle around again and lock up, with Karagias getting Bradley in a headlock. Bradley pushes him against the ropes, and then shoves him across the ring, but Karaigas comes back with a shoulder block, knocking the pornstar down. 
Bradley gets right back up and Karagias hits him with a hip toss. Bradley races back to his feet and Karagias hits a scoop slam. Bradley sits up frustrated and Karagias comes back with a boot to his back. He forces Bradley down on his back for the pin, but Bradley punches out easily after one. Fuck, Bradley thinks, Can't I get a break?
Nope. Karagias picks him up to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Bradley comes back with a crossbody, knocking Karagias down. The wrestler gets up and dodges a dropkick. Karagias waits for Bradley to stand up to show him how it's done, and nails him directly with a dropkick, knocking Bradley out of the ring on to the floor. 
Karagias can't help but be turned on by how submissive Bradley is in this fight. He hurries to the top of the turnbuckles as Bradley struggles to stand up. He leaps and hits a diving plancha, their bodies connect and he knocks Bradley back down on the ground. Karagias wastes no time and gets behind Bradley and then hits him with a release German suplex. Bradley lays on the ground, ready to give up. But Karagias will have none of that and rubs his boot on Bradley's head, shouting, "Come on!" 
Bradley pushes up, using Karagias as support to stand on his feet. Karagias slaps him hard across his chest, making him stumble back. Bradley comes back with a punch and then another, knocking Karagias back against the ring. He hits a few shoulder thrusts and then tosses the wrestler back in the ring. I'll come on, Bradley thinks. He stands on the apron as Karagias starts to approach him. Bradley hits a springboard clothesline, knocking Karagias down on his back. The pornstar hits a legdrop and then picks Karagias back up to his feet. He holds Karagias up in a fireman's carry and spins him around in a circle. Karagias tries to squirm his way out, but Bradley holds on to him and drops him down on his knee. Encouraged by Karagias's moans of pain, Bradley steps it up a notch.
Karagias crawls to the ropes and stands up as Bradley grabs his hand and whips him across the ring. Karagias bounces back, ducking a clothesline and then rebounds off the opposite ropes. he leaps at Bradley hitting a Thesz press, pounding on the fallen porn star. The ref pulls the wrestler off Bradley and Karagias flips his hair back, re-energized. Bradley comes back at Karagias, but the wrestler kicks him in a gut and then whips him across the ring. Bradley runs back at Karagias, into his open arms and Karagias hits a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. Bradley lays rubbing his back as Karagias slides down and gets him in a headlock. He chokes Bradley, squeezing his bicep around his neck. Bradley can taste the sweat dripping off of Karagias, motivating him to break free. Bradley kicks his legs to no avail. He tries prying Karagias arm off him, but the wrestler hooks it in tighter. Bradley shifts his feet and manages to get up on one knee. Then the other. He elbows Karagias, Karagias comes back with a hard blow to the head. Bradley spins around dazed as Karagias grabs him in a wheelbarrow going for a facebuster, but Bradley reverses it into a bulldog, slamming the wrestler's head against the ring. 
Both men lay gasping for air and trying to find the energy to stand back up. Kargias gets up to his feet first, but Bradley burst up with a clothesline, taking him down. He picks Karagias up by his hair and then lifts him up for a sitout powerbomb. He holds him down for the pin, but the wrestler kicks out after two. Bradley picks Karagias back up and scoop slams him in the middle of the ring. He goes up to the top rope and shakes his ass before leaping off for a flying legdrop. Karagias rolls out of the way in the nick of time. He then rolls up Bradley for the pin, getting just a two count. It wasn't supposed to be this hard, Karagias thinks.
Both men stand back up and face each other again. The two lock up and Karagias whips Bradley into the ropes. He comes back into Karagias's arms who hits a gorilla press slam. Bradley rolls away and gets back to his feet, but Karagias is waiting for him, spring-boarding off the middle ropes with a twisting crossbody. He lays on top of Bradley for the cover, but again Bradley throws him off before the three-count. Karagias picks Bradley back up and holds his head in between his legs, ready to put him out with a powerbomb. He lifts the pornstar up, but Bradley flips over on to his feet and hits a standing blockbuster. He picks Karagias back up and gets him in a double underhook and then hits him with a facebuster. He lays Karagias out on his back and hooks the leg as the ref counts it out: One! Two! Three! Bradley leaps up in the air with excitement, a genuine upset over the veteran wrestler.

Bored and alone on a Friday night Bradley stares at old pictures on his phone. There were gaps throughout the photo past with all the photos of his old boyfriends deleted. Except one. Karagias. Bradley scrolls back at the pictures of them together, Karagias with his long black hair hanging down to his shoulders. It was long before Karagias had gone on to three-count with his braided hair. It was back when they were both struggling models trying to make it big. 
He taps to another picture, one of both of them at the beach shirtless, Karagias's abs glistening in the sunlight. Seeing Karagias's hot body Bradley remembers the video of them that he made: The last time they had sex.
Bradley brings it up on his phone. He hadn't watched the video in years yet he could recall every second of it like it happened yesterday.
He presses play. And it begins:
Bradley steps away from the hidden camera on the dresser. He turns around just as Karagias walks into the room. "You look good," Bradley says wrapping his arms around him and planting a kiss.
Karagias is shirtless, wearing his skimpy silver shorts with his hair pulled back tight into a pony tail and his body glistening.
"How was your run?" Bradley asks.
"Good, good."
"Well you look like you still have some energy," Bradley says, rubbing his hands down Karagias's arms.
Karagias kisses him, "I always have energy for you."
The two kiss passionately, their hands feeling each other's bodies, almost is if they couldn't believe the other was real. 
It doesn't take long for Bradley to get on his knees and pull Karagias's shorts down. The wrestler's dick whips out, hard, pointing right in Bradley's face. The pornstar opens up and inhales it.
"Ahhh..." Karagias pinches his nipple as he looks down at Bradley going to town on his cock. "Fuck yeah."
Bradley licks the shaft with his tongue getting it completely wet before inhaling it again. He could taste the pre-cum already, Karagias couldn't hold it in once they got the least bit frisky. Karagias grabs Bradley's head and holds it still to fuck his mouth. He slams his dick down Bradley's throat, not surprised that Bradley doesn't even choke in the least bit. 
Bradley slurps the dick out of his mouth and stands back up to kiss partner again. Karagias squeezes Bradley's ass. 
"You want that ass?"
"You know it."
"You're going to have to earn it."
"What do I have to do?" Karagias asks, even though he knows the answer.
Bradley bends Karagias over the bed and spreads his ass cheeks wide. He licks his finger and playfully swirls around his hole. "You want it?" he teases.
"Yes, give it to me," Karagias begs.
Bradley licks it again and sticks it in Karagias's pulsing hole. "Ahhhh..."
Bradley curls the finger, knowing exactly where to go to get Karagias riled up. Karagias clenches tight around the finger, making Bradley have to use some force to pull it back out. 
Bradley doesn't have time for much foreplay, and goes right for it, lubing up his dick and sliding it in Karagias. 
"Ohhhh, fuck," Karagias gasps, surprised that the foreplay was cut short.
Bradley starts pumping his cock in and all the way out. Karagias clenches the bedsheets, his hands turning red. Bradley moans with each thrust, seemingly enjoying it more each time Karagias replies with a moan of his own. He leans forward and kisses the nape of Karagias neck. The wrestler shudders feeling Bradley's breath on his skin. 
"Yeah, yeah, yeah..." Bradley whispers into his ear.
The men keep groaning as the bed rocks with their motions. Finally Bradley pulls all the way out ready for a new position. 
He curls beside Karagias, spooning him. He lifts his legs up and slides his dick back in. Karagias brushes his hair out of his face and looks back at Bradley. The intensity in Bradley's eyes makes Karagias even harder, that focus on fucking him just right. Bradley wraps his arms around the wrestler, feeling up and down his chiseled body, each time he presses down on his skin, worshipping all the work Karagias put into it. 
"Oh, that's good," Karagias sighs.
Bradley rocks gently in and out of him, kissing Karagias's ear. The wrestler squirms as he feels his prostate get hit again and again. Bradley holds him still, kissing him softly.
"Ahhh... ahhh..." Karagias feels like he could cum any second, but he doesn't want it to end. Bradley senses this too, and doesn't want to end things so he pulls out and whispers, "Fuck me."
Karagias crawls up on to his knees and holds Bradley's legs up as they assume the missionary position. 
"Awwww..." Bradley whimpers feeling Karagias's long dick enter him. "Yeah..."
Karagias tosses his hair back and looks at the porn star with a smile. As much as he loved getting pounded, Karagias loved it even more knowing he could please his partner. 
"Yeah, yeah, ahhhh," Bradley sucks in air as Karagias rocks them both back and forth.
Bradley pulls him close, so they can kiss as Karagias pounds him. He can't believe Karagias's stamina -- how he could have this seemingly endless amount of energy after finishing his run. He rubs Karagias's back, tracing the drops of sweat down to his ass.  
He finally pushes Karagias back, admiring the wrestler's physique. "Let me ride you."
Karagias likes that idea, and lays on his back, his erect dick pointing straight up to the ceiling. Bradley sits down, letting the head slide into him, holding it there and then grinding in place.
"Ahhhh," Karagias sighs, so tempted to just grab Bradley and push him all the way down his dick.
Bradley grins at Karagias, knowing how much of a tease he is. He then proceeds to slide down the dick, feeling Karagias's vein rub against his inside. All the way, Bradley gently rocks back and forth letting Karagias swirl inside him. And then he feels him hit his prostate and shudders.
"Fuck," he sighs with a higher pitch. "Yeah... yeah..."
Bradley grinds at that angle letting Karagias hit his sweet spot again and again. His entire body shudders so much Karagias reaches up and holds him in place. Bradley stops grinding and the wrestler thrusts upward knowing exactly where to aim. Bradley's mouth stays open, he's so close to orgasm he can't even make a sound. His hands feel Karagias's ripped abs and his chest, squeezing it. Karagias, hair a mess, keeps his eyes locked on Bradley's face, getting turned on as he sees the orgasm unfold. 
"Ah, fuck, I'm cumming," Bradley whines. "Yeahhhhh..."
He doesn't even need to touch his dick and a load of glistening cum shoots out on Karagias's abs and chest. The wrestler slows his thrusts to an eventual stop and Bradley holds his entire dick in him, squeezing it tight. Karagias can't hold back and cums inside him. Bradley moans as he feels the warmth fill him out.
"Fuck yeah..." Bradley sighs, finally climbing off of the wrestler.
Karagias pulls Bradley back on top of him, wraps his legs around his body, letting the cum rub against their bodies.
Bradley sets his phone done... the good ole days...

If I were to choose between these two studs, it'd really be a coin toss, but I'd probably pick Karagias because his body was chiseled to perfection and I love the long hair on him.