V is a the sexy chocolate performer who has been around for years, but only made one major studio release with Raging Stallion a couple of years ago, but now is found online doing his own videos. His gorgeous 5'10, 180+ lb body is amplified by that bubble butt, which suits his versatility nicely. Alexander is the youngest member of the Hurt Business stable that is taking over the WWE. He's got a ripped body, all 5'10, 210 lb of it, that is mesmerizing to look at from any angle.
V watches as Alexander struts into the ring with confidence. And shit he should have confidence with that eight pack, chiseled chest and juicy booty. If Alexander had any flaws V couldn't find them. He's so taken aback he doesn't realize that Lashley and Benjamin have joined them ringside to watch their stable mate in action.
The bell rings and the two men circle around each other, waiting for the other to make the first move. V finally makes a move, sneaking behind the wrestler with a waist lock, but Alexander quickly reverses it getting behind V. V copies him and gets back around the wrestler, but Alexander is ready for it, elbowing him. He then grabs V by the head and the back of his tights and throws him into the corner, face first into the middle turnbuckle. And just like that V has the energy zapped out of him. Lashley and Benjamin applaud their fellow member, and encourage him to keep on V.
Alexander reaches down and grabs the pornstar in a headlock, but V fights back punching him in the gut. Just when it looks like the wrestler might let go, he pounds V on the back, back down flat on to the ring. He grabs V by the ear pulling him up to his feet. There's an intensity in his eyes, like Alexander really wants to hurt him. And then he punches him in the face, a blow so hard that V falls back across the ring on his ass. Alexander shakes his head with a smirk, enjoying the pain he's delivering, much to Lashley and Benjamin's approval.
He struts over and kicks at V while he's down. The pornstar sits back up reaching up, his hand sliding down Alexander's abs trying to find something to help pull himself up. The wrestler kicks at him again, sending him down. Alexander is turned on by V begging for mercy, but with Lashley and Benjamin watching them he knows he can't show any. He reaches for V, but the pornstar surprises him with a slap in the face. Alexander recoils back, then freezes in shock. He grabs at V again, but V sneaks behind him and hits a German suplex, arching back for the pin. One. Two.
Alexander rolls out in time, still stunned by V's sudden offensive. V comes at him with a boot, but the wrestler catches it and spins around, elbowing him in the head. V stumbles back again, and Alexander flips into the ropes and rebounds back with a neuralyzer, taking V down. V collapses into the corner, taking a minute to even pull himself up with the middle rope. Alexander waits for him to turn around and runs at him, but V ducks down and flips Alexander over the ropes. The wrestler lands on the ring side and by the time V turns around there's a boot to his kisser. Alexander then uses the ropes to hit a springboard clothesline, taking V down. He rolls the pornstar on to his back and goes for the pin, but somehow V punches out after two.
He must really like this abuse, Alexander thinks. He gets back up, catching his breath and then whips V into the ropes. V comes back and hits a clothesline, taking Alexander down. He feels a rush of energy but he turns around and Alexander is there with a dropkick, knocking him back. As V gets up he sees Alexander do a backflip getting his legs on his shoulders and doing a headscissors takedown. Alexander looks at V sprawled out on the ring again, the beating he's taken actually turns him on.
"Get him!" Lashley barks from the side.
Alexander remembers the task at hand and grabs V by the hair. V punches him in the gut, and then hits a jawbreaker. V gets up and bounces off the ropes and leaps at Alexander, but the wrestler catches him and hits a Michinoku driver. He presses down on V for the pin, but again, the pornstar punches out at the last second.
Lashley and Benjamin shake their heads. How could Alexander not finish him off?
Alexander is in just as much disbelief but tries not to think about it. He waits for V to get on his feet and then whips him into the ropes. He bounces back towards the wrestler and Alexander hits the Spanish Fly. He's tempted to try for the pin again, but wants to make sure V is put out for good. So he goes to the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle. V is dazed and exhausted, he stands up and doesn't know what direction he's facing. He turns and sees Alexander leaping out at him, but he reacts in time and ducks out of the way. Alexander rolls forward and then jumps to his feet. He spins around to charge at V, but V has some adrenaline kicking in and hits a flatliner. He then grabs Alexanders legs and gets him in a Boston crab.
"Ahhhh!" Alexander is caught off guard, but knows V doesn't have much energy to keep the hold on for long, but fuck it hurts.
He reaches to the ropes, but V manages to keep him in the center of the ring. The pain builds in Alexander, he can see Benjamin and Lashley exchange concerned looks. He tries to shake, but V has him under his control. He can't take it anymore, and finally he taps out.
Lashley and Benjamin cover their faces. What the fuck just happened? V is so drained he can barely raise his hands up in victory.
After their match V finds himself being dragged out of the ring by Lashley and Benjamin. His victory had apparently come at a cost. He's blindfolded. Taken into a vehicle. Driven. Guided. Stripped naked. And then told to sit down. It's a bed. They leave, but he can sense someone else's presence. He doesn't know if he should take the blindfold off himself or wait for instructions. Then he hears the other person lock the door.
"Your win has threatened my position in Hurt Business," Alexander says. "So now I need you to not be a threat."
"I didn't know--" V starts.
"You know now," Alexander takes off the blindfold.
He crawls on to the bed and kisses up V's sweaty body starting at his crotch, going up his stomach, to his chest, up his neck, to his lips where his tongue slides across them. And then he nips at the lower lip, holding it in his mouth, as V processes what the hell is going on.
"So now I'm going to fuck you until it hurts," Alexander clarifies.
V has had his share of dicks before, whatever pain came from sex always ended with pleasure, so he doesn't take Alexander's threat (?) all too seriously.
The wrestler stands up on the bed and drops his trunks, revealing his rock hard penis. V likes what he sees, thick, long and already wet with pre-cum. Alexander playfully slaps it across V's face, getting him to open his mouth and then jams it in.
"Mmm," V sucks it in with ease.
"Ahh, fuck," Alexander looks to the ceiling as V's lips suction around him.
The pornstar bobs his head back and forth getting the wrestler's dick down his throat with ease. V gets the shaft nice and wet, the dick is easily sliding out of his mouth.
"Ahh, that's it," Alexander grabs the pornstar by the hair, pushing him back down on the cock. "Lube me up, nice and good."
V strokes the wrestler's cock as his lips slide down it, squeezing it with his lips as he drags it back out of him. If Alexander didn't know before, but V was actually hungry for some dick.
"Alright," Alexander steps back and directs V to the middle of the bed, on all fours. He gets behind and uses one hand to guide his dick in between the pornstar's bubbly cheeks.
"Ohhhh..." V exhales as he feels the warmth of Alexander inside him.
The wrestler is impressed with V's blowjob that he didn't need any lube to get in him. And now Alexander doesn't hesitate and starts pumping his dick in and out. V mumbles a bit, but as far as he can tell there's no pain. Good. He doesn't want to hurt him, not yet anyway.
"Fuck nigga," V grunts, as he arches his back nicely.
Alexander slaps his ass as he pounds it harder, but V only seems to want the abuse. "Fuck me, yeah..."
Alexander presses down on V's lower back, getting in at an angle allowing his dick to go down deep.
"Uhhh," the pornstar moans, "Uhhh..."
Alexander knows he's got him where he wants him, but that ass is hypnotic. He rubs one check with his left hand as he keeps fucking. And then switches to the other, squeezing it, feeling it jiggle in his hands. He grunts louder each time he penetrates him, letting him feel his full force.
"Uhhh, uhhh," the pornstar's moans getting higher in pitch. Shit, he thinks, this nigga really does mean hurt business. "Uhh, fuck nigga, fuck!"
Alexander knows Lashley and Benjamin are standing outside the door listening in, and hopes that V's screams are enough to satisfy them. Let them return to their room, knowing that Alexander can still deliver. But what is he doing thinking about them when he's got this gorgeous man in bed with him? For all he could tell he wouldn't have needed Lashley or Benjamin to drag V into the room for them to end up like this. Still, he was grateful for them speeding the process up.
"Ughh ughhhhh!" V screams out, trying to hold it in and failing.
V rolls over and Alexander falls on top of him. He can taste his sweat. But there's a smile on his face. "How about we mix some pleasure in with this business?"
He takes V's hands and sets them on his ass.
V didn't think his dick could get any harder, but feeling Alexander's booty, fuck.
They two men roll over on to their sides, Alexander the smaller spoon. V finds his hand shaking with excitement as he positions his dick between the wrestler's cheeks. He has enough pre-cum from being fucked to work as lube, and his dick pokes into the wrestler smoothly.
"Ahh, yeah," Alexander sighs with a slight chuckle.
V pumps into Alexander with quick short strokes. He could give it to him harder, but he doesn't want the wrestler to think he's purposely getting even for his abuse. No, he rather him ask for it anyway.
"Mmmm," Alexander's muffled moans turn on V.
The pornstar hugs the wrestler, letting their bodies press against each other. He nibbles down Alexander's neck. What started out as a rough fuck had turn into some sensual experience for both of them.
"Ohhhh," Alexander shivers as V kisses down his neck again. "Right there, yeah,"
V's hands slide down his torso grabbing for that cock. Still rock hard. He jerks it slowly, squeezing it at the base as he plows into Alexander.
"Ohh, ahhh," Alexander clenches his ass, "Fuck me harder."
And there it was. The command V was waiting for. He rolls Alexander flat on his stomach and climbs on top of him. He takes in the view of that ass before driving down into it.
"Ahhhh..." The wrestler tenses up, "Keep going."
"You want this nigga?" V confirms.
He pushes down on Alexander's shoulders and humps. His dick pops all the way in and nearly all the way out as he thrusts faster and harder. The bed shifts from all the force, but it doesn't stop V who is working up quite the sweat.
"Mmm, fuck," V admires the way that Alexander is taking it, his moans all begging for more.
Alexander shows no signs of tapping out, but V is turning red from all his fucking. He gasps for air -- this was more of a workout than he expected. He soon collapses on top of Alexander, his dick held in deep. He twerks slowly, before coming to a stop.
"Oh fuck man, that was incredible," Alexander has a thrill in his voice, like a kid after rollercoaster, ready for another ride.
Alexander rolls over so he can face V. He can't resist kissing him, holding his head in his hands as their tongues exchange saliva. Both men are hungry for each other, forgetting the original reason behind this rendezvous.
"I want you to ride me," Alexander says, though it sounds more like a command.
V rolls on top of him kissing him once as he leans back and spreads his cheeks wide open. He helps point Alexander's dick in the right direction, and it slides back up in him.
"Ahhhh," both men moan in unison.
"Fuck yeah," V says as he relaxes down on the cock, feeling Alexander's pubes brush against his ass.
V takes a deep breath and allows Alexander to thrust up in him. Fuck, that incredible cock, it felt so good back in him.
"Come on ride me," Alexander says.
V reaches out to hold his hands for support as he bounces up and down on that dick. It jams right into his prostate at this angle, making V gasp for a moment.
"Don't stop, don't stop," Alexander moans.
"Don't worry, I won't, fuck," V tilts his head back as another spasm rips through his body.
He presses down on Alexander's chest as he rocks back and forth with intense speed. The bed shakes, squeaking even, but neither man can hear it over their moans. Their focus is only on each other with the frantic fucking coming to a climax.
V grows tighter around that dick, making Alexander close, but he wants to make sure V cums first. And then he can feel it, V twitches and lets out a loud continuous moan as his seed gushes out on to Alexander's stomach. He exhales and takes a second to catch his breath, and then wipes some semen on his fingers and feeds it to the wrestler.
"You taste good," Alexander praises him with a smile.
V leans down for a kiss, "Yes, I do."
Before he can roll off the wrestler, Alexander grabs V by the waist and bounces him up and down on his cock. Each penetration he can feel it coming. He thrusts up into the pornstar and thirty seconds later explodes. His milky white cum drips out of V's hole and on to Alexander's thigh. The wrestler gets some semen on his fingers and lets V lick it, but V doesn't just lick his fingers, he sucks them clean.
"You taste real good," V says climbing off him.
The two men lay side by side, not wanting to be the one to end the moment. They both had plenty more business they want to tend to.
Choosing between these two studs there's no loser, but I don't think I could pass the temptation to smash the pornstar's ass a few times.
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