Banks is the 5'5 165 lb Latin hunk who made his debut in 2019. He's a versatile performer, but most of his bottoming scenes are saved for his OnlyFans, not that it matters because he's hot in any position he's in. Wilde is the 5'7 180 lb wrestling stud who has had a long career and yet possesses a charismatic energy that makes him feel like he's fresh on the scene. Wrestling on NXT as part of the Legado Del Fantasma with Santos Escobar and the beefy Raul Mendoza, Wilde is finally getting a chance to truly shine.
Wilde struts to the ring while the rest of Legado Del Fantasma watch from the entrance. Escobar and Mendoza applaud him as he climbs on the turnbuckles raising his fists up, certain of his victory. And then with a nod they confidently return backstage.Wilde sees his opponent, the short but built Banks, and upon sizing him up, he feels like he could put up a good fight. And sure enough when the bell rings, starting the match, Banks grabs Wilde in a reverse waist lock. Wilde turns slightly and gets him in a side headlock, taking him down. Banks shifts nearly getting Wilde with his legs, but the wrestler maneuvers him and grabs his ankle, twisting it. Banks squirms trying to reach at Wilde to break the hold, but can't make it. As Wilde turns around holding the ankle, Banks uses his free leg to push Wilde's ass away. Wilde comes back from the ropes, rolling over Banks and then rebounds off the opposite ropes and connecting with a back elbow. He follows it up with an uppercut and whips Banks into the corner. The wrestler follows after him, but Banks elevates himself off the ropes, and connects with a headscissors takedown, flipping Wilde across the ring to the corner.
Wilde sees the fight in Banks now and is impressed, maybe even a little turned on. But he knows if Banks keeps up this pace he'll tire himself out or make a mistake. And sure enough the pornstar charges after him, but Wilde holds both the top ropes and swings his legs up, kicking him in the face. Banks staggers back and Wilde bursts out of the corner with a clothesline, taking him down. That'll teach him.
Banks scrambles back up and Wilde connects with another clothesline. Banks still gets back up and Wilde grabs him by the shoulders, pulling his head down on to Wilde's knee for a jawbreaker. The pornstar hops back in the corner, holding his head. Banks is used to being the smaller man, whether it was in bed or a ring, so he knows he has to make up for his size with speed and surprise attacks, but Wilde is reading him all too well.
Wilde charges to the corner at Banks, but Banks hits a powerful back elbow, stunning him. The pornstar starts to climb up, getting to the second ropes, but Wilde runs through his legs and grabs him, his face in Banks's crotch, and slams him down with a powerbomb. He rolls the pornstar up for a pin, but Banks kicks out in time.
Backstage Wilde and Banks can't take their hands off each other as they makeout.
"You were so hot in there," Banks says kissing down the wrestler's neck.
"Me? You looked incredible the way you were putting up a fight," Wilde says pulling Banks's face to his to plant another kiss on his lips.
"Yeah? I guess I did look pretty good with you on top of me," Banks replies with a wink.
"Your body felt good on mine, almost made me want to let them count to three," Wilde says as his hands brush down Banks's chest.
The two men find themselves in a secluded area with crates and bins stacked for production. Banks has a gleam in his eye, and Wilde immediately knows what he's thinking. Right here, right now.
They race to strip off their clothes and then Wilde picks Banks up and sets him back down on a crate. The pornstar spreads his legs wide open into a V allowing the wrestler to have a perfect view of his hole. Wilde lightly traces his fingers up Banks's thighs to his entrance before pulling away.
"Come on--" the pornstar's protest dies away into a sharp, trembling moan as Wilde bites at his thigh, licking lazily up his soft, warm flesh.
Banks stares up to the ceiling, gritting his teeth just as Wilde breathes against his entrance, slowly mouthing around it. "Ahh--"
Wilde hums and licks, following Banks sounds and pressing deeper, swirling around longer as his moans grow louder, sharper. Reaching up, he grips Banks's erection and swipes his thumb through the thick waves of precum, sighing through his nose.
The pornstar flutters his eyes, still staring at the ceiling wondering how he ended up like this. He also wishes he were recording it for his OnlyFans, he can already tell their chemistry is going to make the sex fire.
Wilde continues lapping deep inside him, poking his head up slightly to catch a glimpse of Banks's facial expressions. His mouth wide open, gasping moan after moan, his eyes revealing the orgasmic ripples crashing through his body.
Wilde enjoys the foreplay, but he feels a gentle tapping on his head -- Banks's cock. He rises up so he's standing above the pornstar. "Fuck me," he says, his voice deep and yearning.
Wilde smirks, loving this power he has over the hot stud. He pulls Banks upright, momentarily confusing the pornstar until says, "I don't have any lube."
Banks happily opens his mouth and swallows the dry cock, licking the base of the shaft as it goes down his throat.
"Ahhh," Wilde's body tingles from the way Banks's lips squeeze his cock. It's like he's fucking him already.
The pornstar is hungry to be fucked so he works quickly, spreading his saliva around every inch of him, slicking him up thoroughly.
"That better?" he says, a string of saliva still connecting his lips to Wilde's head.
"You tell me."
Wilde pushes Banks back down on the crate and slides his hands under his hips, angling himself so he can sink on in. Banks tenses up as he feels the warmth enter, but there's enough of his saliva on Wilde's dick that he glides in with ease.
"Ohhhhh," Banks exhales with approval as Wilde's halfway in him.
The two men lock eyes, both pleased to be in this familiar position with each other.
"Mmm," Wilde groans, "You feel so good, so tight..."
Banks tightens around him, working a hard gasp out of Wilde's taxed lungs, and then kisses his throat, voice shaky and faint. "C'mon, Joaquin, go wild."
He begins rolling his hips thrusting shallowly as Banks grips his thighs keeping them from obstructing Wilde's moves. Wilde sees Banks's dick harden, still dripping with precum. Wilde wonders if there'll be anything left by the time he actually finishes. Nonetheless he stays focused on his performance, moving his hands up and down Banks's thighs, pressing down on them as his thrusts grow longer, harder, deeper.
Banks's voice breaks as Wilde pulls completely out and then slides back in, working into a fast pace, thrusting harder as the sensations overtake him. Banks urges him on, whimpering and grunting, until Wilde is plunging into him at a wild pace, gritting his teeth as he tries to hold off his impending orgasm. Banks trembles around him, his hips pistoning wildly to meet every thrust, until his body suddenly stiffens and he wails out, "Oh God! God yes, yes, yes..."
Suddenly they hear some voices coming from down the hall. Even their heavy breathing seems noticeably loud now. With his dick still in him, Wilde picks up Banks and carries him behind the curtain, bouncing him on his stick.
"Uhh..." Banks whines.
"Shh..." Wilde kisses the pornstar to shut him up.
He then holds his breath as they hear Escobar and Mendoza walk by.
"Have you seen Wilde since his match?" Escobar asks.
"He didn't come back to the locker room," Mendoza notes.
The two men carry along and once they're a safe distance away Wilde sets Banks back down.
"That was fucking hot," Banks giggles.
"That was close..." Wilde whispers.
"Come on," Banks says trying to go back to the crates.
Wilde shakes his head, "Let's just stay here."
Banks shrugs and slides behind him, rubbing his dick in between Wilde's butt cheeks. "Whatever you say, Papi."
Wilde sighs, the dick rubbing against his ass feels so good.
"Yeah, you want that?" Wilde asks.
"Oh boy, you know it," Banks licks his lips.
Banks rolls out the ring to try and collect himself, giving him some distance from the wrestler. Figuring out what he can do that Wilde won't already plan for. It's like he's in his head. Wilde chases after him, cornering him by the barricades and delivers a kick to the gut. He then hops up the steps to the ring and leaps off, getting his legs on Banks's shoulders taking him down with a hurricanarana. Banks scurries back to his feet and Wilde is already running at him, leaping up and hitting a double knee facebreaker. The pornstar snaps back, landing on the mat hard.
The wrestler, full of energy, hurries over and rolls Banks back into the ring, following after him. He knows Bank is quick, so he has to be faster. He picks Banks back up to his feet, getting him in a side wristlock. He slaps Banks in his exposed chest before taking them over to the turnbuckles and springing off the top rope and flipping the pornstar down. Banks moans in pain and rolls out to the side of the apron, fleeing Wilde's stomps. The wrestler won't let him get away that easily though and grabs at him through the ropes. Banks counters with a shoulder block through the ropes, knocking Wilde back a few steps. Wilde comes back at him, but Banks grabs him by the head and snaps him down on the top rope, knocking him down. The pornstar hurries back on to the apron and slingshots over the ropes, stomping on the fallen wrestler. Wilde rolls away, holding his stomach in pain. As he sits up and Banks is right there behind him, kicking him in the back. Now Banks feels like he's starting to out maneuver Wilde, giving him something unexpected.
He wraps his arms around Wilde's waist and picks him up, and hits a German suplex. He goes back to grab him again, but Wilde manages to get to his feet. Banks won't let go of his waist lock so Wilde runs to the ropes, holding on to them to shake him off. Banks rolls backwards and is back on his feet as Wilde turns around and charge at him. But Banks leaps up at hits him with a Spanish fly, going for the pin. One. Two. Wilde swings his leg on the bottom rope in time.
The close call excites Banks, makes him feel like he can win. Banks picks Wilde up by the head and whips him to the corner turnbuckle, but the wrestler reverses it sending him to the corner. Banks hops off the turnbuckle and slides through the middle ropes to land on the apron as Wilde chases after him. The pornstar connects with an Enzuigiri to the head and then, as Wilde stumbles back, springboards off the top rope with a crossbody. He stays on top of the wrestler for the cover, but Wilde throws him off after two.
The pornstar is feeling really good about his chances now and grabs the wrestler again to his feet. Wilde strikes him across the chest, but Banks counters with a harder blow to the head that leaves him wobbling. He then leaps up at him and lands a headscissors takedown that tosses Wilde headfirst into the turnbuckles. The wrestler falls down on his ass in the corner in a vulnerable position. Banks licks him lips and comes running towards him leaping up and slamming his ass on his upper chest with a bronco buster. Wilde slumps over the wind taken out of him. Banks drags him to the center of the ring and tries for another pin, but Wilde miraculously punches out after two.
Banks doesn't know what it's gonna take, but he's starting to get tired. He picks Wilde back up and starts striking, but the wrestler blocks with his arms. Wilde counters with an elbow to the head and then throws Banks into the ropes and comes charging after him, but the pornstar holds on to the ropes, tugging them down so Wilde sails over them. Unbeknownst to Banks, Wilde lands on the apron and then once Banks turns back to face him, uses the ropes to springboard over and connects with a cutter. Banks flops on his back and Wilde goes for the pin, but gets a two-count.
Wilde hops up and goes to the corner, climbing up and on to the top rope. He walks alongside as Banks is slow to stand up. He then leaps at him with a missile dropkick, taking him down. Whatever advantage Banks had is gone now. He tries to get back to his feet to regain his offense, but Wilde comes at him with a front flip DDT. With Banks sprawled out, Wilde goes back to the top turnbuckles to finish him off. He stands up, raising both arms in the air as the crowd cheers him on. Then he leaps off and lands on Banks with a 630° senton. He stays on top of his sweaty opponent for the pin: One. Two. Three. Wilde picks up the win and pumps with his fists in victory.
Wilde hops up and goes to the corner, climbing up and on to the top rope. He walks alongside as Banks is slow to stand up. He then leaps at him with a missile dropkick, taking him down. Whatever advantage Banks had is gone now. He tries to get back to his feet to regain his offense, but Wilde comes at him with a front flip DDT. With Banks sprawled out, Wilde goes back to the top turnbuckles to finish him off. He stands up, raising both arms in the air as the crowd cheers him on. Then he leaps off and lands on Banks with a 630° senton. He stays on top of his sweaty opponent for the pin: One. Two. Three. Wilde picks up the win and pumps with his fists in victory.
Backstage Wilde and Banks can't take their hands off each other as they makeout. "You were so hot in there," Banks says kissing down the wrestler's neck.
"Me? You looked incredible the way you were putting up a fight," Wilde says pulling Banks's face to his to plant another kiss on his lips.
"Yeah? I guess I did look pretty good with you on top of me," Banks replies with a wink.
"Your body felt good on mine, almost made me want to let them count to three," Wilde says as his hands brush down Banks's chest.
The two men find themselves in a secluded area with crates and bins stacked for production. Banks has a gleam in his eye, and Wilde immediately knows what he's thinking. Right here, right now.
They race to strip off their clothes and then Wilde picks Banks up and sets him back down on a crate. The pornstar spreads his legs wide open into a V allowing the wrestler to have a perfect view of his hole. Wilde lightly traces his fingers up Banks's thighs to his entrance before pulling away.
"Come on--" the pornstar's protest dies away into a sharp, trembling moan as Wilde bites at his thigh, licking lazily up his soft, warm flesh.
Banks stares up to the ceiling, gritting his teeth just as Wilde breathes against his entrance, slowly mouthing around it. "Ahh--"
Wilde hums and licks, following Banks sounds and pressing deeper, swirling around longer as his moans grow louder, sharper. Reaching up, he grips Banks's erection and swipes his thumb through the thick waves of precum, sighing through his nose.
The pornstar flutters his eyes, still staring at the ceiling wondering how he ended up like this. He also wishes he were recording it for his OnlyFans, he can already tell their chemistry is going to make the sex fire.
Wilde continues lapping deep inside him, poking his head up slightly to catch a glimpse of Banks's facial expressions. His mouth wide open, gasping moan after moan, his eyes revealing the orgasmic ripples crashing through his body.
Wilde enjoys the foreplay, but he feels a gentle tapping on his head -- Banks's cock. He rises up so he's standing above the pornstar. "Fuck me," he says, his voice deep and yearning.
Banks happily opens his mouth and swallows the dry cock, licking the base of the shaft as it goes down his throat.
"Ahhh," Wilde's body tingles from the way Banks's lips squeeze his cock. It's like he's fucking him already.
The pornstar is hungry to be fucked so he works quickly, spreading his saliva around every inch of him, slicking him up thoroughly.
"That better?" he says, a string of saliva still connecting his lips to Wilde's head.
"You tell me."
Wilde pushes Banks back down on the crate and slides his hands under his hips, angling himself so he can sink on in. Banks tenses up as he feels the warmth enter, but there's enough of his saliva on Wilde's dick that he glides in with ease.
"Ohhhhh," Banks exhales with approval as Wilde's halfway in him.
The two men lock eyes, both pleased to be in this familiar position with each other.
"Mmm," Wilde groans, "You feel so good, so tight..."
Banks tightens around him, working a hard gasp out of Wilde's taxed lungs, and then kisses his throat, voice shaky and faint. "C'mon, Joaquin, go wild."
He begins rolling his hips thrusting shallowly as Banks grips his thighs keeping them from obstructing Wilde's moves. Wilde sees Banks's dick harden, still dripping with precum. Wilde wonders if there'll be anything left by the time he actually finishes. Nonetheless he stays focused on his performance, moving his hands up and down Banks's thighs, pressing down on them as his thrusts grow longer, harder, deeper.
Banks's voice breaks as Wilde pulls completely out and then slides back in, working into a fast pace, thrusting harder as the sensations overtake him. Banks urges him on, whimpering and grunting, until Wilde is plunging into him at a wild pace, gritting his teeth as he tries to hold off his impending orgasm. Banks trembles around him, his hips pistoning wildly to meet every thrust, until his body suddenly stiffens and he wails out, "Oh God! God yes, yes, yes..."
Suddenly they hear some voices coming from down the hall. Even their heavy breathing seems noticeably loud now. With his dick still in him, Wilde picks up Banks and carries him behind the curtain, bouncing him on his stick.
"Uhh..." Banks whines.
"Shh..." Wilde kisses the pornstar to shut him up.
He then holds his breath as they hear Escobar and Mendoza walk by.
"Have you seen Wilde since his match?" Escobar asks.
"He didn't come back to the locker room," Mendoza notes.
The two men carry along and once they're a safe distance away Wilde sets Banks back down.
"That was fucking hot," Banks giggles.
"That was close..." Wilde whispers.
"Come on," Banks says trying to go back to the crates.
Wilde shakes his head, "Let's just stay here."
Banks shrugs and slides behind him, rubbing his dick in between Wilde's butt cheeks. "Whatever you say, Papi."
Wilde sighs, the dick rubbing against his ass feels so good.
"Yeah, you want that?" Wilde asks.
"Oh boy, you know it," Banks licks his lips.
Wilde spreads his cheeks and the pornstar doesn't hesitate to slide his cock in him. Feeling Banks slide inside him and Wilde gasps, tossing his head backwards as his eyes close, trying to impale himself on the cock. He groans and grunts as they move together,
"Ahh yeah, mmm..."
He feels Banks lean his head against his shoulder, as he grinds hid dick deep inside him. He hits him in all the right spots, unable to stop the noises from escaping him.
"OHHH, OHHH!"
Banks enjoys hearing Wilde as he unleashes his dick in him. But perhaps because he's embarrassed Wilde tries stifling the sounds, letting the sound of his pounding take over.
"Stop..." Wilde protests as he hears the feet coming closer.
Banks slows down but doesn't stop, he's too transfixed on Wilde's ass. Wilde bites his lips to prevent another moan escaping as Mendoza returns. Mendoza stops a if he heard something, but then notices something in between the crates -- Wilde's tights.
"Joaquin? Are you around?" Mendoza says looking behind the crates.
Banks, turned on by the risk of being caught, grinds into the wrestler, making him yip. Wilde looks back at Banks, not amused - even though it does feel good.
"Joaquin, that you?"
Banks resumes pumping his cock into the wrestler, brushing past his prostate with each motion. The friction is too much for Wilde as he moans out, "Ahhhh ahhhh..."
That catches Mendoza's attention. He approaches the curtains and just as he's about to pull them wide apart, Wilde steps out in front, revealing his naked self.
"Joaquin, what are you doing?" Mendoza asks, unable to see Banks who remains hidden behind the curtains, aside from his cock that is still in Wilde's ass.
"I, uh, was getting a little horny."
"I can see," Mendoza says looking down at the wrestler's erect cock. "And you couldn't wait for me?"
Wilde can't believe Banks hasn't been discovered. Especially once Mendoza goes down to his knees and starts sucking on his head. Mendoza flicks his tongue at the head and then goes licking a broad stripe up the bottom of his shaft, running the tip of his tongue around the glans and closing his eyes. He sucks at the ridge of his head and finally takes all of Wilde's cock into his mouth.
“Oh!” Wilde reacts to Banks hitting his prostate, but Mendoza thinks it's from his oral skills.
“You didn't know I was such a good cocksucker did you?" Mendoza smiles, stroking the shaft before stuffing it back in his mouth.
Mendoza moans around Wilde, moving his head down further. He bobs his head up and down on, looking up at Wilde as his nose pushes into his body. He drags the dick back out of his mouth slowly, still locking eyes with him the entire time.
"You taste a little different," Mendoza says wiping the saliva off his mustache. "I like it."
"Ahhh," Wilde whimpers again from Banks's fucking.
"Okay, okay, I'll get back to it."
Wilde reaches down with one hand, petting Mendoza's hair, as he tries to starve off more moans. But Banks keeps hitting him where it counts, his whole body shaking as the orgasm rips through it. He can't take it anymore and as Mendoza deep throats him, he ejaculates.
"Ohhhhhhh, ahhhhh," Wilde gasps as if he were holding his breath the entire time.
Mendoza chokes for a moment, but maintains his composure and swallows Wilde's seed. He's equally turned on and disappointed that Wilde didn't last long, but ultimately declares "Fuck, that's hot," with cum still sticking to his facial hair.
"Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh!" Wilde moans as Banks nails him harder.
Mendoza can hear their skin slapping together, he sees the extra set of feet behind Wilde and then notices Banks fucking his partner.
"What is this?" Mendoza asks.
Wilde pulls away from Banks, not sure how to handle things with Mendoza.
"Hey..." Banks smiles with a mischievous grin.
"So you were fucking Joaquin?" Mendoza steps up to Banks, their chests touching each others.
"Yeah..."
"So are you gonna let me get some of that dick then?" Mendoza strokes Banks's cock, pleased to find it still very solid.
Banks looks at Wilde who doesn't have a reaction, and then back to Mendoza. "Get on your knees then, Papi."
Mendoza, eager for a good fucking, takes off his tights as fast he can and drops on his hands and knees, his ass aimed in Banks's direction. The porn star lines up with Mendoza, his hips pressing against his open legs. Wilde watches still breathing heavily from his own pounding, he's actually intrigued to watch Mendoza bottom, he didn't think his partner ever would.
Bank grips one of Mendoza's hips hard, then slow and measured, he pushes in. A series of moans leave Mendoza's mouth. The stretch feels amazing. Just that feeling was enough to make him lose it. Banks still keeps things slow, just as surprised as Wilde that the beefy wrestler would be a bottom.
"Yeah, now I see why you were trying to hide," Mendoza says to Wilde. "This is some good cock."
Banks squeezes Mendoza's ass cheeks. He feels the wrestler's thighs tremble, nerves tingling with satisfaction.
“Fuck,” Mendoza breathes. “That's it give it to me.”
Banks commences with a relentless pace and brings out a choked moan from Mendoza.
Wilde can't take his eyes off of them, not just Mendoza being a hungry bottom, but Banks being a beast, having the energy to give it to Mendoza hard. He's so turned on by it he approaches Banks and offers him his cock. The pornstar opens his mouth and gladly takes it back in, pleased to discover it growing hard in his mouth.
“Fuck yeah, baby,” Mendoza cries out. His eyes roll back with every thrust, he could go blind from pleasure and it would be fully worth it.
Banks pumps in deep and nails him with a rapid fire of short strokes, stabbing into Mendoza savagely. All this penetration makes Mendoza moan continuously as he looks back licking his lips. Finally he demands, "Let me see if your ass is as good as your dick."
Banks is happy to hear those words and quickly drags his cock out of him. He spits Wilde's dick out and catches his breath as they shift positions. Mendoza lies on his back and Banks lines up perfectly over him squatting his ass down on the wrestler's thick, uncut cock. As Banks slides down the dick he can feel the girth pulse in him.
"Aww yeah, you like that dick don't you?" Mendoza proudly boasts.
"Man, you fill me up good." Banks chuckles, still breathing heavily.
"Yeah, you've got a tight ass," Mendoza says, slapping it.
Wilde, no longer wanting to be reduced to spectator, hovers over Banks facing him as he squats down on the pornstar's cock.
Between these two studs -- how could you turn down Wilde?
"Ahh yeah, mmm..."
He feels Banks lean his head against his shoulder, as he grinds hid dick deep inside him. He hits him in all the right spots, unable to stop the noises from escaping him.
"OHHH, OHHH!"
Banks enjoys hearing Wilde as he unleashes his dick in him. But perhaps because he's embarrassed Wilde tries stifling the sounds, letting the sound of his pounding take over.
"Stop..." Wilde protests as he hears the feet coming closer.
Banks slows down but doesn't stop, he's too transfixed on Wilde's ass. Wilde bites his lips to prevent another moan escaping as Mendoza returns. Mendoza stops a if he heard something, but then notices something in between the crates -- Wilde's tights.
"Joaquin? Are you around?" Mendoza says looking behind the crates.
Banks, turned on by the risk of being caught, grinds into the wrestler, making him yip. Wilde looks back at Banks, not amused - even though it does feel good.
"Joaquin, that you?"
Banks resumes pumping his cock into the wrestler, brushing past his prostate with each motion. The friction is too much for Wilde as he moans out, "Ahhhh ahhhh..."
That catches Mendoza's attention. He approaches the curtains and just as he's about to pull them wide apart, Wilde steps out in front, revealing his naked self.
"Joaquin, what are you doing?" Mendoza asks, unable to see Banks who remains hidden behind the curtains, aside from his cock that is still in Wilde's ass."I, uh, was getting a little horny."
"I can see," Mendoza says looking down at the wrestler's erect cock. "And you couldn't wait for me?"
Wilde can't believe Banks hasn't been discovered. Especially once Mendoza goes down to his knees and starts sucking on his head. Mendoza flicks his tongue at the head and then goes licking a broad stripe up the bottom of his shaft, running the tip of his tongue around the glans and closing his eyes. He sucks at the ridge of his head and finally takes all of Wilde's cock into his mouth.
“Oh!” Wilde reacts to Banks hitting his prostate, but Mendoza thinks it's from his oral skills.
“You didn't know I was such a good cocksucker did you?" Mendoza smiles, stroking the shaft before stuffing it back in his mouth.
Mendoza moans around Wilde, moving his head down further. He bobs his head up and down on, looking up at Wilde as his nose pushes into his body. He drags the dick back out of his mouth slowly, still locking eyes with him the entire time.
"You taste a little different," Mendoza says wiping the saliva off his mustache. "I like it."
"Ahhh," Wilde whimpers again from Banks's fucking.
"Okay, okay, I'll get back to it."
Wilde reaches down with one hand, petting Mendoza's hair, as he tries to starve off more moans. But Banks keeps hitting him where it counts, his whole body shaking as the orgasm rips through it. He can't take it anymore and as Mendoza deep throats him, he ejaculates.
"Ohhhhhhh, ahhhhh," Wilde gasps as if he were holding his breath the entire time.
Mendoza chokes for a moment, but maintains his composure and swallows Wilde's seed. He's equally turned on and disappointed that Wilde didn't last long, but ultimately declares "Fuck, that's hot," with cum still sticking to his facial hair.
"Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh!" Wilde moans as Banks nails him harder.
Mendoza can hear their skin slapping together, he sees the extra set of feet behind Wilde and then notices Banks fucking his partner.
"What is this?" Mendoza asks.
Wilde pulls away from Banks, not sure how to handle things with Mendoza.
"Hey..." Banks smiles with a mischievous grin.
"So you were fucking Joaquin?" Mendoza steps up to Banks, their chests touching each others.
"Yeah..."
"So are you gonna let me get some of that dick then?" Mendoza strokes Banks's cock, pleased to find it still very solid.
Banks looks at Wilde who doesn't have a reaction, and then back to Mendoza. "Get on your knees then, Papi."
Mendoza, eager for a good fucking, takes off his tights as fast he can and drops on his hands and knees, his ass aimed in Banks's direction. The porn star lines up with Mendoza, his hips pressing against his open legs. Wilde watches still breathing heavily from his own pounding, he's actually intrigued to watch Mendoza bottom, he didn't think his partner ever would.
Bank grips one of Mendoza's hips hard, then slow and measured, he pushes in. A series of moans leave Mendoza's mouth. The stretch feels amazing. Just that feeling was enough to make him lose it. Banks still keeps things slow, just as surprised as Wilde that the beefy wrestler would be a bottom.
"Yeah, now I see why you were trying to hide," Mendoza says to Wilde. "This is some good cock."
Banks squeezes Mendoza's ass cheeks. He feels the wrestler's thighs tremble, nerves tingling with satisfaction.
“Fuck,” Mendoza breathes. “That's it give it to me.”
Banks commences with a relentless pace and brings out a choked moan from Mendoza.
Wilde can't take his eyes off of them, not just Mendoza being a hungry bottom, but Banks being a beast, having the energy to give it to Mendoza hard. He's so turned on by it he approaches Banks and offers him his cock. The pornstar opens his mouth and gladly takes it back in, pleased to discover it growing hard in his mouth.
“Fuck yeah, baby,” Mendoza cries out. His eyes roll back with every thrust, he could go blind from pleasure and it would be fully worth it.
Banks pumps in deep and nails him with a rapid fire of short strokes, stabbing into Mendoza savagely. All this penetration makes Mendoza moan continuously as he looks back licking his lips. Finally he demands, "Let me see if your ass is as good as your dick."
Banks is happy to hear those words and quickly drags his cock out of him. He spits Wilde's dick out and catches his breath as they shift positions. Mendoza lies on his back and Banks lines up perfectly over him squatting his ass down on the wrestler's thick, uncut cock. As Banks slides down the dick he can feel the girth pulse in him.
"Aww yeah, you like that dick don't you?" Mendoza proudly boasts.
"Man, you fill me up good." Banks chuckles, still breathing heavily.
"Yeah, you've got a tight ass," Mendoza says, slapping it.
Wilde, no longer wanting to be reduced to spectator, hovers over Banks facing him as he squats down on the pornstar's cock.
"OHHHHH..." Wilde gasps, his ass still nice and loose from his earlier abuse.
Once he's settled the three of them begin their anal train with Mendoza thrusting up into Banks and Banks pushing up into Wilde. Their voices all blend together a trio of high pitched moans as they revel in the pleasure.
"Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah," Banks sighs.
Between the sensation of Wilde's tight, hot hole around his cock, and Mendoza pounding away at his ass, the wrestlers assume there's no way that Banks could last long.
"You think you can handle us both for long?" Wilde asks.
This is far from Banks's first time being in a threesome. But he finds the way that the two wrestlers worked together made it one of the best, if not the best, three way he's had. It must come from their time together in the ring, anticipating each other's moves, knowing each other's strengths and weaknesses. Banks is so turned on by them he has no intention of cumming just yet.
Wilde finds himself grunting, and his eyes rolled back. Mendoza grips Banks's thighs tight, keeping himself pressed as deep as possible. Banks's legs shake but he keeps going, taking the dick just as good as he delivers it.
Once he's settled the three of them begin their anal train with Mendoza thrusting up into Banks and Banks pushing up into Wilde. Their voices all blend together a trio of high pitched moans as they revel in the pleasure.
"Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah," Banks sighs.
Between the sensation of Wilde's tight, hot hole around his cock, and Mendoza pounding away at his ass, the wrestlers assume there's no way that Banks could last long.
"You think you can handle us both for long?" Wilde asks.
This is far from Banks's first time being in a threesome. But he finds the way that the two wrestlers worked together made it one of the best, if not the best, three way he's had. It must come from their time together in the ring, anticipating each other's moves, knowing each other's strengths and weaknesses. Banks is so turned on by them he has no intention of cumming just yet.
Wilde finds himself grunting, and his eyes rolled back. Mendoza grips Banks's thighs tight, keeping himself pressed as deep as possible. Banks's legs shake but he keeps going, taking the dick just as good as he delivers it.
"Aghhh, I'm gonna cum..."
It's actually Mendoza who utters those words first. He keeps thrusting up into Banks and then shudders as his seed explodes inside the pornstar.
"Ahhhhh, fuck me," Mendoza whines.
While Mendoza slows his thrusting down, Banks keeps riding his cock and thrusting up into Wilde. Wilde feels his prostate pulse again from Banks's expert angling and grits his teeth.
"Does this boy ever cum?" Mendoza asks.
Mendoza rolls out from under him and Wilde steps forward off of Banks's dick. The pornstar collapses on his back, his body drenched in sweat.
"Maybe if you both stuff me up..."
Mendoza and Wilde look at each other, both game to finish the pornstar off together. Wilde holds Mendoza in his arms, kissing down his neck to his chest, licking the hairs on his chest before nipping at his pecs.
"Ahhh, Joaquin..."
And like that Mendoza is hard again. Wilde kisses him on the lips and steps back, "Alright how should we do this?"
Banks pulls Wilde down on top of him, "You two have never done this before?"
Wilde's too embarrassed to answer, but his blushing reveals that it's a no.
Banks finds it cute that he's the first one these two hunks have enjoyed together. He rolls them over so he's on top of Wilde and reaching back aims the wrestler's dick at his hole. He slowly pushes back feeling it fill him up and then he looks at Mendoza. "Get behind me."
Mendoza, in a trance watching Wilde and Banks on top of each other, obeys and shakily holds his dick in his hand pushing it up on top of Wilde's into the pornstar.
"UHHHH," Banks grimaces as Mendoza first pushes in.
He releases a big exhale and adjusts to the two dicks inside him.
Wilde has one hand on Banks's lower back and moves his other to his ass cheek, helping pull it apart as he rocks back and forth on them. Banks leans on Wilde's chest and whines, clenching around the cocks inside of him. “Oh God-oh God, fuck yeah."
Wilde looks at Banks's in his eyes, seeing the pleasure in them, and then glances down feeling his dick rub against his abs. Banks pressed his lips to Wilde's, loudly kissing, while Mendoza thrusts, his cock sliding against Seth’s, the sensation of rubbing together while fucking into Banks's body quickly becoming overwhelming. Mendoza growled, shifting his legs for better leverage, and pounded into Banks, listening to his two lovers moaning against each other’s mouths.
The wrestlers continue with their steady pace, neither of them ever fully pulling out. Wilde feels Banks get impossibly tighter around him, he realizes he could probably cum again. But he fights the urge, wanting Banks to climax first.
"Uhhh, uhh," Banks pushes down Wilde's chest, "Right there, right there. So good..."
Mendoza thrusts harder, their cocks rubbing against his prostate, which makes the pornstar whine out for more. They keep going, determined not to stop until Banks spends himself. He closes his eyes, the sensation becoming overwhelming and then takes one good stroke of his dick
"AHHHHHH..." A shrill moan leaves his mouth while his load spills out on to Wilde's stomach, filling the spaces in his abs. "Ahhh ahhh," he pants as the wrestlers keep up their thrusting.
"Oh fuck, ohhhhh..." Banks moans, still feeling the orgasm shudder through his body.
And then he feels Wilde's cock pulse and release. A flood of cum only makes Banks feel tighter, hotter, wetter, and Mendoza's eyes roll back as he feels himself shoot again, filling the pornstar up until their cum leaks out around their cocks.
Banks crawls forward letting their dicks slips out of him, and lays down next to Wilde. He tilts his head and kisses him, wrapping his arms around him. All three men forgetting they're in the middle of a backstage area where anyone can see them -- no they were in heaven.
It's actually Mendoza who utters those words first. He keeps thrusting up into Banks and then shudders as his seed explodes inside the pornstar.
"Ahhhhh, fuck me," Mendoza whines.
While Mendoza slows his thrusting down, Banks keeps riding his cock and thrusting up into Wilde. Wilde feels his prostate pulse again from Banks's expert angling and grits his teeth.
"Does this boy ever cum?" Mendoza asks.
Mendoza rolls out from under him and Wilde steps forward off of Banks's dick. The pornstar collapses on his back, his body drenched in sweat.
"Maybe if you both stuff me up..."
Mendoza and Wilde look at each other, both game to finish the pornstar off together. Wilde holds Mendoza in his arms, kissing down his neck to his chest, licking the hairs on his chest before nipping at his pecs.
"Ahhh, Joaquin..."
And like that Mendoza is hard again. Wilde kisses him on the lips and steps back, "Alright how should we do this?"
Banks pulls Wilde down on top of him, "You two have never done this before?"
Wilde's too embarrassed to answer, but his blushing reveals that it's a no.
Banks finds it cute that he's the first one these two hunks have enjoyed together. He rolls them over so he's on top of Wilde and reaching back aims the wrestler's dick at his hole. He slowly pushes back feeling it fill him up and then he looks at Mendoza. "Get behind me."
Mendoza, in a trance watching Wilde and Banks on top of each other, obeys and shakily holds his dick in his hand pushing it up on top of Wilde's into the pornstar.
"UHHHH," Banks grimaces as Mendoza first pushes in.
He releases a big exhale and adjusts to the two dicks inside him.
Wilde has one hand on Banks's lower back and moves his other to his ass cheek, helping pull it apart as he rocks back and forth on them. Banks leans on Wilde's chest and whines, clenching around the cocks inside of him. “Oh God-oh God, fuck yeah."
Wilde looks at Banks's in his eyes, seeing the pleasure in them, and then glances down feeling his dick rub against his abs. Banks pressed his lips to Wilde's, loudly kissing, while Mendoza thrusts, his cock sliding against Seth’s, the sensation of rubbing together while fucking into Banks's body quickly becoming overwhelming. Mendoza growled, shifting his legs for better leverage, and pounded into Banks, listening to his two lovers moaning against each other’s mouths.
The wrestlers continue with their steady pace, neither of them ever fully pulling out. Wilde feels Banks get impossibly tighter around him, he realizes he could probably cum again. But he fights the urge, wanting Banks to climax first.
"Uhhh, uhh," Banks pushes down Wilde's chest, "Right there, right there. So good..."
Mendoza thrusts harder, their cocks rubbing against his prostate, which makes the pornstar whine out for more. They keep going, determined not to stop until Banks spends himself. He closes his eyes, the sensation becoming overwhelming and then takes one good stroke of his dick
"AHHHHHH..." A shrill moan leaves his mouth while his load spills out on to Wilde's stomach, filling the spaces in his abs. "Ahhh ahhh," he pants as the wrestlers keep up their thrusting.
"Oh fuck, ohhhhh..." Banks moans, still feeling the orgasm shudder through his body.
And then he feels Wilde's cock pulse and release. A flood of cum only makes Banks feel tighter, hotter, wetter, and Mendoza's eyes roll back as he feels himself shoot again, filling the pornstar up until their cum leaks out around their cocks.
Banks crawls forward letting their dicks slips out of him, and lays down next to Wilde. He tilts his head and kisses him, wrapping his arms around him. All three men forgetting they're in the middle of a backstage area where anyone can see them -- no they were in heaven.
Between these two studs -- how could you turn down Wilde?
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