Max stands in the ring, adjusting his singlet when the lights dim and the music blasts, announcing Cage's entrance. The bodybuilder wrestler marches to the ring and when he climbs in Max finds himself dwarfed by the muscleman.
"What the fuck have I gotten myself into?" he thinks.
Cage eyes up his opponent, admiring the physique on the shorter man. Still he knows he's nothing compared to him.
The bell rings, Cage comes charging at Max with his arm raising. Max ducks under and spins around leaping up to hit a dropkick. Cage stumbles back into the corner and Max comes at him with a series of blows to the head. He then takes a step back and hits a high kick to Cage's chin, keeping him trapped in the corner. The pornstar runs at Cage again and hits a body splash. The wrestler is dazed but still stands. Like his nickname implies, he's a machine.
Max grabs Cage by the wrist and whips him to the opposite corner, but Cage reverses it, shoving the pornstar so hard, his back makes a huge smack hitting the turnbuckles. Cage follows through with a bodysplash of his own, only with his muscle it squashes his beef opponent.
"That's how you do it," Cage taunts.
Max walks out backwards and Cage grabs him hitting a release German suplex, tossing the pornstar like a rag doll. Max rolls out of the ring to the mats below, holding his head in pain. Cage grabs him by the head and shoves it down into his knee. With Max bent over Cage then sticks Max's head in between his legs. Max gets a little hard but that vanishes once Cage hoists him up for a powerbomb. Max manages to grab on to the ropes though and get on the ring's edge, his crotch in Cages face. He thrusts it in Cage's face more and then strikes him in the head. Cage walks out between his legs and turns around, grabbing him by the waist of the singlet, stretching it. Max fights back, kicking Cage in the face to get him to release his hold. He waits for Cage turn to to face him and leaps at him for a senton, but Cage catches him and hits him with a suplex on the mats.
Max screams in pain rubbing his back as Cage rolls back in the ring. He stands up and grabs Max, pulling him up on the ring edge. He then lifts him up for a suplex into the ring, but while in midair, Max manages to roll out and land on his feet. Cage turns around and Max hits a stunner on him. Cage falls back into the ropes, exposed. Max slaps him across the chest. Cage shakes his head like it was nothing, and invites him to do it again. "Hit me harder!"
Max slaps him even harder, but Max's hand feels more pain than Cage. Max tries a third time, but Cage catches his hand and hits a European uppercut. Max stumbles backward, and Cage runs at him with a clothesline, taking him down. The wrestler doesn't even bother trying to pin him, instead picking him back up. He whips the pornstar into the ropes, Max comes back with a burst of energy and hits a headscissors takedown that leaves Cage slumped in the corner. Max runs towards him and lands on Cage with a broncho buster, slapping his ass on Cage's chest again and again, his crotch in Cage's face. He thrusts it again at the wrestler, half flirting, half taunting. Cage actually looks like he has some air taken out of him, which not only makes Max proud, but a little turned on.
He steps back as Cage pulls himself up, he reaches in to grab Cage, but the wrestler grabs him by the head, spinning around and then biel throwing him halfway across the ring. Max hurries back to his feet trying not to lose the advantage and charges at Cage but the wrestler is prepared and flips him over with a back body drop.
"Ahhh," Max yells, the pain catching up to him quickly.
Cage takes his time to saunter over and then hits an overhead belly-to-belly suplex. Max lays down staring at the ceiling, wondering when it's going to be over. But Cage is nowhere near him for the pin. Instead the wrestler flexes his muscles, enjoying being in control. Max gets back up, scared to approach him.
"Come on," Cage taunts.
Max shakes his head staying on his side of the ring. Cage nears him, and Max finds himself trapped in the corner.
"Where you gonna go now big boy?" Cage laughs.
Max hops on the middle turnbuckle and leaps at Cage, but the wrestler catches him. His hand is on Max's ass, giving it a nice squeeze before slamming him down on his knee. As Max remains on his hands and knees trying to collect himself Cage flexes his biceps admiring his own physique. Max crawls to the ropes to help get him back on his feet, but Cage pushes his head between the ropes and uses them to choke him. As Max gasps for air he can feel Cage's semi-hard cock through his trunks rubbing up and down his back. Fuck. Why couldn't they be naked?
And with that Cage steps back allowing Max to eventually stand back up. He then picks him up on his shoulders, stretching him over his back, making Max yell for him to stop. "You want me to stop?" Cage laughs and releases him, making Max flop down on to the ring.
"Come on get up," Cage orders.
As turned on as he is, Max just wants the match to end. Cage sees this and decides to put him out of his misery. He lifts up the pornstar, holding him vertically steady and nails his finisher, the drill claw. Max is barely conscious, and when Cage lies on top of him and he feels his sweat, smells him, all the blood just rushes to Max's dick. One. Two. Three. Cage lifts both hands up in the air victorious, and flexes his muscles to show off some more.
"Hey there," Cage welcomes the porn star.
"Hi," Max manages to utter, still mesmerized by the body he sees in front of him, glistening from the water.
"Came to lend me a hand?"
He looks Cage in the eyes and the wrestler stares back, inviting him to explore his body. Max finally nods, and begins by rubbing Cage's shoulders. Cage was used to having his body worshipped, usually by guys a lot smaller than him, envious of his muscles. And while the same could be somewhat be said of Max being a good five inches shorter than him, the porn star was packed with just as much mass, that he knew truly how much work went into chiseling out his body.
Usually the twinks that worshipped Cage would whisper variations of, "You're gorgeous," but Max just silently feels Cage's body, appreciating it through his touch and nothing else. The porn star pinches Cage's pecs and then kisses them softly. Cage laughs from the tickling he feels from it, and so Max does it again, sucking on them.
"Ohhhh," Cage moans, indicating it was another one of his pleasure spots.
Max's hands slide up and down along Cage's ripped stomach as he continues to suck on his nipples. Cage shifts his feet, Max can tell he's getting hornier.
"Alright, that's enough," Cage says pushing Max off his chest. The wrestler turns around and lets the water hit him in his face.
Max looks down and can't take his eyes off of what he sees. Cage's ass is hypnotizing. The porn star can't restraint himself and begins rubbing the cheeks, squeezing them together and then he thinks he's dreaming and hears Cage say, "Go on..."
Max bends down and spreads Cage's cheeks creating a waterfall of the shower water falling off his back. He goes in and kisses Cage's hole.
"Yeah, that's it. Eat my ass."
Max sucks on the hole and then slides his tongue in. He can feel the wrestler twitch a little, and becomes pleased with how he can pleasure Cage. He sticks his tongue in again, swirling it around, and now Cage's hand is on his head, pushing him into his ass as close as possible.
"Yeah, ahhh, fuck yeah," Cage grunts.
Max keeps rimming him, admiring the muscle-y ass in all its glory. He can sense Cage getting restless and so he eventually gives his hole one last kiss. Max stands back up pressing his body against the back of Cage's, his dick rubbing up against Cage's ass.
"Get it in there," Cage instructs.
Again Max thinks he's dreaming, but wastes no time to second guess what he heard. He gives his dick a nice stroke and then slides it into Cage's hole.
"Ahhh yeah," the wrestler grunts, showing no signs of pain.
Not wanting to ruin the moment, Max begins with slow short strokes. Cage turns his head back to look at Max and the two kiss. Max rubs his hands on Cage's chest, playing with his pecs, as he continues with steady rhythm. But the wrestler only wants more.
"Mmm, come on," Cage demands. "Fuck me."
Max slides his hands down Cage's back to his waist, holding him still as he goes with longer strokes. He thrusts his cock in and out, the shower water being an effective lube as his his pace increases.
"Uh uh uh, yeah," Cage grunts. "That's it, that's a good boy."
"Man, this feels so good," Max says.
Cage twerks his ass on the dick, clearly it wasn't his first time. Max is stunned by his talents and slows down in awe.
"Come on, fuck me," Cage barks.
Right. Max nods and rubs down Cage's back as he increases his speed.
"Yeah, fuck me, yeah," Cage yells, satisfied. "Good boy."
Max keeps going, even as the shower water seems to cool down a bit. Cage's screaming and moaning provide him enough encouragement to find the strength to keep going Max wonders if they'll both just cum from this one position. He doesn't know how much time has passed, but then Cage stands upright and turns around and he hears:
"Alright, my turn."
Max nods. As much of a dream come to fuck the bodybuilder he couldn't deny he was eager to be fucked by him. But before he can turn around and offer his ass, Cage is down on his knees putting his lips on Max's dick.
"Ohhhh man," Max moans as he feels Cage's lips suction around his head. "Fuck..."
Cage looks up at him, his intense stare has a mischievous hint to it. He slurps the dick out and with a smile stuffs it back in, deep throating it no problem.
"Oh right there, that's perfect. Oh god." Max doesn't want to close his eyes, afraid if he opens them again it'll be revealed to be a dream.
Instead he stares down at the wrestler with his dick in his mouth. Cage swirls his head up and down the dick, sometimes with just the head in his mouth, other times with his head down his throat. Max combs his fingers through Cage's short hair, tugging on it slightly whenever Cage causes him to feel a tingle. Eventually Cage spits the dick out and stands back up, "Tastes good," he says with a wink.
He then turns Max around and without hesitation slides his member in him.
"Ahhh," Max moans as a wave of warmth ripples through him. "Right there, perfect."
Cage holds his hands around Max's upper body, feeling his muscle-y chest as he pounds away at him.
"Oh deeper, like that. Perfect. Oh yeah..."
Max bends over more and more as Cage's fucking continues without stopping. Cage tilts his head back and moans.
"Oh yeah, keep doing that..." Max replies.
Cage keeps pounding away, Max moans echo from the shower stall filling the empty locker room. He loves being dominated by Cage, it makes all the pain and suffering he felt in the ring worth it.
Cage eventually slows down to a stop, Max is hesitant to stand upright not sure if it means this fantasy come to life is over. Cage pulls him up to face him. He turns off the water and hugs the pornstar. The warmth from Cage's wet body feels good, comforting with its strength. And then Cage lifts him up in a bearhug only instead of squeezing him tight, Cage slides his hands down to Max's ass, spreading the cheeks to allow his dick back in Max's hole.
"Oh god," Max groans as Cage enters him again.
He looks at Cage in awe, his intensity and focus is followed through by delivering pulse after pulse of pleasure throughout Max. The pornstar's moans jumble together, incoherent from all the sensations he's feeling. He's so lost in the moment he doesn't even realize that Cage has carried him out of the shower into the locker room. The wrestler finally sets him down on the bench.
"Fuck, that was incredible," Max says catching his breath.
"Yeah?" Cage plays it cool. "Let me ride your cock now."
Max can't believe that Cage wants more. He thought the shower fucking was all he was going to get of that ass. He reclines down on his back and holds his dick up straight. Cage climbs over him and squats down on it.
"Ahhh..." he groans as Max's balls rub up against his cheeks. "That's it."
Cage rocks himself on the dick a bit, gyrating nice and slow, allowing Max to feel every bit inside of him. He then leans forward and kisses Max, whispering "Fuck me," in between breaths.
Max rubs his hands on Cage's ass, still amazed at how round and juicy they were. He thrusts up into the wrestler with short rapid fire strokes.
"Ahhhhh ahhh ahh," Cage vibrates from the intensity.
Max can't help but smile as he keeps pounding at the wrestler. Cage rubs his hands on Max's chest, his turn to worship the pornstar's physique.
"That's it, fuck yeah," Cage moans, playfully punching Max's chest. "Fuck me, YEAH!"
Cage's dick remains hard and slams up and down on Max's stomach as the wrestler rides the dick like no tomorrow. The way the locker room lights shine on his still wet body make him shine like he's been oiled up for a bodybuilder competition. Max can't keep his hands off of him, feeling every inch of muscle that's on display. Cage takes a hold of Max's hand and moves it around his chest and holds it on his heart, allowing him to feel it beating.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck," Cage sighs as he takes the dick three more times.
He then stands back up, wipes the sweat off his brow.
"You ready for more?"
Max remains lying on the bench and gives him a nod, not sure what to expect. Cage then grabs his legs and rests them on his shoulders as he exposes Max's ass. He forces his dick in and the pornstar's eyes light up as he feels his prostate get grazed.
"Oh yeah," Max sighs, with a release of a big breath.
Cage puffs his chest as he keeps nailing the pornstar. He can tell that Max, like so many men before him, can't take his eyes off of his body. It feels good for all his hours in the gym to be admired, and respected. And with that Cage likes to return their admiration with physical pleasure. And boy do they like his dick as much as any of his muscles.
"Oh god, oh god, yes," Max's screams echo beyond the locker room walls down the hall of the arena.
"Yeah, take that dick," Cage screams back.
"Don't stop, don't stop, don't--" Max closes his eyes as the intensity rips through his body.
Cage grunts back as he keeps going and then eventually Max opens his mouth again, "Ahhh, ahhh, ahhhhhhhhh!"
The pornstar shoots his load all over his chest. A big cum shot shoots out first, and then as Cage keeps going a second one. Then a third. Max is so lost he just moans as cum begins to drip off his sweaty body.
"Ah yeah, that's a nice load," Cage says rubbing the cum in on Max's chest.
The wrestler leans forward and sucks on Max's cum soaked pecs, making the pornstar twitch.
"Fuck!" he gasps.
But Cage keeps going, sucking on the other until Max twitches again. Satisfied, Cage leans back to stand up straight. He strokes his cock and instantly his load shoots out sprinkling on the pornstar.
"Aww fuck," Cage moans, stroking his cock slowly.
After the first bit shoots out Max hurries up and puts his mouth up to Cage's head and then when more cum shoots out he cups his lips around it, swallowing the cum and dick at once.
"Oh yeah suck my cock," Cage moans.
And suck it he does. As Max goes down the shaft he feels more of Cage's load fill up his mouth. He swallows as much as he can before pausing to catch his breath and then he licks his lips and sucks on Cage some more.
"Fuck, you like that cock don't you?" Cage says more than impressed.
He pulls on Max's head to stop and then plants a kiss on his lips.
"Come on, we need to shower. Again."
He pulls Max up to his feet and the two men go back to the stall and squeeze in together, ready for another round.
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