Pablo Hernandez vs. Finn Bálor

Hernandez is a long time underwear model and dancer who had a sex tape leaked years ago. Since then the 5'11 and 170+ lb Cuban has been heating up Only Fans with clips unabashedly showing off every inch of his tight body as well as his versatility. Bálor is the 5'11, 190 lb Irish wrestler who debuted way back in 2000. Twenty years later his ripped body and bubbly ass are looking just as good.

Hernandez can't resist shaking his ass and dance to the ring as his music plays. It's the go-go boy in him and he naturally likes showing off his body. He only wishes his opponent were in the ring to see him. 
And then Bálor's music hits and the wrestler struts to the ring with his open jacket. 

Bálor charges at him, but Hernandez side steps him, grabbing him around the waist as he passes by and hitting a release German suplex. Bálor rolls back, surprised by the model's reflexes, and pulls himself up in the corner. But Hernandez is already fired up and sprints at him at full speed and hits a spear, stuffing him back in the corner, his shoulder going deep into his gut. The wrestler slumps down in the corner, and Hernandez turns around and shakes his ass in his face before stuffing it, smushing his head between his ass and the turnbuckle. Hernandez steps away laughing, finding it absolutely comical that he's on the offensive. Bálor shakes his head, he'd be angrier if Hernandez weren't so fucking hot and he weren't so turned on but eating the model's ass.
He comes marching out of the corner to the model, but Hernandez is ready for him and whips Bálor into the ropes. he runs to the opposite side, both men rebound back ready to collide, but Hernandez hits a shoulder block taking the wrestler down. Hernandez grabs Bálor by the trunks to get him up, pulling up his briefs over one of his ass cheeks in the process, and throws him into the corner turnbuckles. Bálor remains stuck, with half his ass out, and Hernandez stops to admire the scene. He rips Bálor out of the corner and gets him in an abdominal stretch, seeing the rip body on full display as the wrestler screams out in agony. Hernandez gets hard real quick, and the wrestler can feel it rubbing against his back. Bálor pokes Hernandez in the eyes to break the hold and then turns around to slap him across the chest. Hernandez responds with a big back hand across Bálor's chest that drops the wrestler to his knees in pain. Hernandez feels extra macho dominating the wrestler; it certainly wasn't expected, but now that it's happening Hernandez is more than happy to prolong it. 

He approaches Bálor, getting him in a side headlock, but the wrestler pushes him away into the ropes. The model rebounds back, jumping over the wrestler, bouncing back from the opposite ropes. Bálor jumps up to get on Hernandez, but the model catches him midair and slams him down hard. He hooks the leg, but Bálor kicks out after two.

The two men scramble back to their feet, Bálor using the ropes to get upright. Hernandez charges at him with a clothesline, but Bálor ducks, and the model sails over the ropes to the mats outside the ring. Hernandez crawls to the stairs to the ring to get himself up, but Bálor, on the edge of the ring, comes at him and hits a running soccer kick to the head. Hernandez wobbles backward, trying to stay standing, but ultimately spins around, dropping on his knees. Bálor licks his lips, enjoying seeing the model in this position. As Hernandez gets back up again the wrestler enters the ring, running to the opposite ropes. He bounces back, flying over the top rope with a top con hilo, squashing the model down below. He likes the way it feels to be on top of the hairy Cuban's chest, but the model slides away, holding himself in pain.
Even Bálor is sore from the aerial attack, and takes a moment to get up, still catching his breath. Hernandez waits to have his energy and then springs up and bolts at him, but Bálor connects with a sling blade, taking him down. He grabs Hernandez's trunks and picks him up, rolling him into the ring, giving him a nice wedgie in the process. He slides in the ring after the model, lays his back on his stomach looking up as he counts out: One, two -- Hernandez kicks out.
Bálor feels embarrassed for being so cocky and picks the model up by the hair, but Hernandez pushes him back and then grabs at his head, hitting a jawbreaker. Bálor stumbles backward then lunges back at the model. Hernandez swings his boot up to kick him, but Bálor catches it and spins the model around. When Hernandez faces him again Bálor runs at him hitting a powerful clothesline, taking him down. He grabs Hernandez and picks him up, hoisting him vertically and dropping him down with a spinning brain buster. He slides on top of the Cuban for the pin -- one, two-- Hernandez punches out at the last second.

Fuck! Bálor pounds his fist on the ring in frustration. He stands up and paces, as Hernandez slowly comes to. Once the model is up Bálor charges at him and connects with a front buckle dropkick, taking Hernandex back out. Bálor doesn't let up and grabs the Cuban back up to his feet and then hits the 1916 DDT, leaving Hernandez sprawled out again. He hurries over to the corner and climbs to the top rope. He pauses for just a moment to admire the model's body exposed and open and then smiles as he jumps down hitting the Coup de Grace. He climbs back on top of Hernandez and counts it out: One, two, three. Bálor wins. 

Bálor can't remember the last time he had been so turned on during a match. He knows his erect cock is clearly visible in his too tight briefs, hoping that Hernandez sees it too. 
When he returns to the locker room he sees the model, freshly showered, and with a big grin on his face.
"Well, hello there, Mr. Bálor."
Bálor smirks, Hernandez's goofy greeting is too adorable. How could someone be so hot and adorable at the same time? Bálor can't fight temptation and just goes in for a kiss. Hernandez immediately welcomes him in his arms and the two make out in a blur that eventually finds them in the hotel, ready for more.
As they kiss, Hernandez guides Bálor back to the bed, has him lie down, leaning up on his elbows. He moves from the wrestler's lips to his groin, pulling out the athlete's semi-hard cock and and immediately sucking his lips around the head. Bálor exhales in disbelief that it's actually happening, but he looks at Hernandez swirling his head around on his dick - it's definitely real. The model spits the head out and grips the base of the shaft seeing its growth. He looks Bálor in the eyes, "You're gonna be stretching me out..."
Bálor rests in his head in his hands, "Don't worry, you'll like it."
Hernandez chuckles and goes back to sucking the dick, starting again on just the head, but gradually moving down inch by inch.
"Ohhh..." Bálor sighs, feeling up his own body, his abs to his chest, his pecs hard. "You like that?"
Hernandez nods with the dick in his mouth, continuing to squeeze it in his mouth as he bobs his head. He slurps it out and licks up the shaft, following a vein and the flicks his tongue on the head, tantalizing the wrestler, before going all the way back down. He feels Bálor's pubes brush against his face.
"Ahhh..." Bálor exhales, he can't remember the last time a guy has swallowed all of him. "That's so fucking sexy..."
Hernandez spits the dick out, kissing the head some more. He playfully slaps it against his face and then opens up, resuming his bobbing. The wrestler can't resist and slowly thrusts up in his throat, in complete heaven. Hernandez opens his throat and lets him be used, allowing the wrestler to fuck his mouth as long and hard as he wants. Bálor closes his eyes and moans quietly to himself, feeling Hernandez's lips against his shaft. The hollowing of cheeks, the twist of the tongue, the controlled pace -- it boggles Bálor's mind that Hernandez isn't technically a pornstar on the cover of ever DVD -- did they still even make those?
Finally Hernandez seems satisfied with the cock and crawls up Bálor and kisses him, he can't resist the taste of the athlete's lips. The wrestler can taste some of himself on Hernandez's lips as he wraps his arms around him and unexpectedly rolls over so he's on top, Hernandez on his back leaning up against the headboard. He then spins around so he can suck on Hernandez, leaving his ass right in the model's face.
Hernandez holds his breath as Bálor goes down on him, surprised that the wrestler wants to give him head. "Ahh fuck yeah," he gasps, slapping Bálor's ass with both his hands.
He then tilts his head up and begins kissing Bálor's hole. The wrestler focuses on inhaling as much of Hernandez's uncut cock as possible as he feels Bálor's beard scraping across his skin. Hernandez's hands spread Bálor's cheeks, running the flat of his tongue across his entrance, circling it and then licking across it. But soon the wrestler feels something warm and wet and enter him, and quickly realizes it's his tongue. The model flicks it in and out of him, trying not to move too much so Bálor's enjoyment of his dick isn't interrupted. He feels the wrestler's hard dick rub up and down against his skin, encouraging him to keep rimming. And indeed Bálor approves of this all, moaning with Hernandez's dick still in his mouth. He spits it out and gasps, allowing himself to solely enjoy the model's rim job. Hernandez is so lost in that ass he doesn't even notice Bálor has stopped blowing him, and continues flicking his tongue at the entrance.

"Okay, that's enough," Bálor says crawling off Hernandez.
The model smiles at him, "Did I do something wrong?"
"Quite the opposite," Bálor says, stroking Hernandez's dick. "You're doing too good of a job."
And with that the wrestler crawls over the dick, angling his ass right, and pushes down on it. Hernandez can't believe his eyes -- what happened to their talk before about Bálor stretching him out?
"Ahhh...Don't worry," Bálor says as he pushes himself down on the dick. "I'm still gonna fuck you. But you made me so horny for your dick."
And with that Bálor begins crab fucking himself on the model. At first slowly gliding up and down Hernandez's limb, then eventually into a faster pace that has his ass slamming down on to the model's thighs.
"Ahhh yeah," the wrestler moans, satisfied with the rhythm.
Hernandez holds Bálor's ankle in his right hand and uses his left hand to jerk his cock as he rides him. He's impressed with how at ease the athlete is at bottoming, no tightness and no hesitation.
The wrestler tilts back his head, staring at the ceiling as he feels Hernandez in him, slamming himself up and down the shaft. "Uhh, uhh, fuck that's some good dick," Bálor whispers.
Hernandez's state of shock subsides; he's now determined to let Bálor be a power bottom and enjoy himself as much as possible. Bálor holds Hernandez's dick inside him and grinds into it in a circle, moaning each time it brushes past his prostate.
"Ahh, fuck yeah..." he mumbles between breathes, loving the tingle that sparks through him each time Hernandez's shaft tapped that bundle of pleasure deep inside him.
And then he feels the model start to move, pushing his dick deeper in the wrestler. Bálor notices Hernandez's eyes tight and narrow with tension as he thrusts up in him.
"That's it, ahh, fuck yeah," the athlete's grin grows. "Right there."
Hernandez grips the wrestler's ankles tighter as he thrusts hard up into him, his balls swinging from the force. Bálor's moans get louder, knowing he's doing the trick. The rapid burst of fucking slows and Bálor climbs off of him and goes in for another kiss, "Alright, how do you want to take this?"
Holding the base of his shaft, he waves his rock hard dick. Hernandez chuckles nervously, "We can try doggie style."
"Yeah?" Bálor is surprised Hernandez doesn't want to start by riding it. "You're gonna be my little bitch?"
Hernandez responds by going down on the dick a bit more, ensuring it's nice and wet. Then he assumes the position, facing the end of the bed on his hands and knees. Bálor gets on his knees and goes behind the model. He taps his dick on the hungry hole and slowly guides it in.
"Ahhh fuck," Hernandez whispers, feeling the initial burn. He breathes through his nose and out of mouth, concentrating. "Whoa..."
"That's it, I don't want to hurt you," Bálor says, rubbing his ass gently as he pushes further in.
Hernandez takes a deep breath and feels better. It still burns, but in the best way.
"There you go," Bálor nods. "You good?"
"Yeah," Hernandez nods. "That's a fucking big dick."
"I know." the wrestler grins and slowly rocks in and out of him, gradually getting deeper each time.
And then Bálor's hips press flush to Hernandez's ass, the model moans out, he feels so full, feels split in two, but it's so goddamn worth it. He can't recall the last time he's been filled like this. Bálor leans down and drops a litany of kisses between Hernandez's shoulder blades, trailing down his back. He presses hands on Hernandez's cheeks and draws his hips back slowly and the drag of his cock is enough to make the model shudder. He fucks into Hernandez at a deliberate pace, still hesitant about hurting him, but as he feels Hernandez's ass push back into him he takes that as permission to fuck harder. He holds on to the model's shoulders as he pistons his cock in and out of him. Faster. Harder. Deeper. Still very much under his control. Each time he pounds into him Hernandez thinks, "Okay that's all of him," but the next penetration always proves to be even deeper.
"Awww.. fuck..." Hernandez chokes out.
Bálor is rough, pounding away, making the model scream out. He doesn't care anymore if it's out of pain or pleasure, he's enjoying himself too much. When he needs to catch his breath he leans in so his stomach pressed upon Hernandez's lower back and stills himself for a minute to enjoy the warmth of being so far inside the model. Hernandez is one of the tightest holes he's had that could take all of him. And he feels amazing. He grabs on Hernandez's wrists and pulls them back, keeping the model's back parallel to the bed as he resumes drilling deep into him.
"Ah, ah, ah, ah," Hernandez cries out each time.
"You like that cock, don't you?"
"Finn... Fuck yes," Hernandez exclaims.
Bálor angles his thrusts, now hitting that sweet spot causing Hernandez to moan even louder and more shamelessly. Bálor loves the sounds when he makes the guys he's fucking scream out. Bálor grips the model's right hip tightly, reaching his left hand up to muffle Hernandez's moans and screams. Hernandez, not missing a beat, pulls Bálor's fingers into his mouth and sucks them whorishly as he continues to moan. The wrestler pounds away with no remorse, even Hernandez can't tell if he's hurting or loving it. He just likes how Bálor is owning him without abandon.
"Fuck your ass is so good," Bálor sighs as he begins to slow down. "But so is your cock."
                      
Bálor lays on his back and pulls his cheeks apart so Hernandez has a clear shot back into him. The model, eager to actually fuck Bálor this time hurries over before he changes his mind. Bálor feels the prodding of Hernandez's dick against his hole. He's so hungry for it, but fights off the temptation to share that with the model and instead holds his breath. First the head slips in and then some of his shaft.
"Ahhh yeah," the wrestler grins feeling the warmth of the model in him, his patience already paying off.
Hernandez rubs up and down the athlete's muscular thighs, as he waits for him to adjust. It doesn't take long before Bálor is breathing normally, nodding for more. Still he slowly pulls his cock nearly all the way out of Bálor before slowly plunging it back in once again in a way that lit up every one of Bálor's nerves. The wrestler's hands reach back to the model's ass trying to push him in deeper, but Hernandez continues with this slow pace for a while, drawing low, quiet moans from the athlete all the while.
"Oh fuck," Bálor moans as Hernandez arches back and finally increases his speed.
Hernandez wraps his fist around Bálor's begging cock and starts to stroke it in time with his thrusts. To the wrestler, it feels simultaneously like too much and not at all enough. A little bit of a whine catch in each of Bálor's moans, which Hernandez picks up on and starts moving faster and harder into him, slamming the gorgeous nerves inside him with more and more force. This in turn drives Bálor to moan louder as he starts bucking harder and harder against the model, unable to resist being a power bottom. Hernandez continues thrusting harder, without getting sloppy, knowing exactly where to aim to hear those perfect moans. Soon, his name comes out of the wrestler's lips among vulgarities and calls to God.
"God yes, Pablo, yes," Bálor tilts his head back for a brief moment then resume starting at the ripped body plowing into him.
Hearing his name uttered from the wrestler's lips, motivates Hernandez to keep his fast pace, the friction of that tight ass on his cock certainly helping too. His belly clenches and he loses his rhythm, his hips jerking into Bálor wildly as his balls draw up hard.
And with that he finally sits back, panting, tired from the workout. Bálor sits up and kisses the model, "thank you," and then licks his lips.
"Ready for more?"
Hernandez nods and before Bálor can ask him how he wants to take it the model is on his back with his legs open wide for him. Bálor crawls toward him, tapping his head against the hole and pushing it in. Hernandez isn't as patient, not anymore anyway, and begins rocking, causing Bálor's head to slide out of his tight hole.
"Somebody's hungry" Bálor snarls, grabbing Hernandez tightly around the hips and pushing himself back into him.
He begins thrusting in and out of the model, hard, fast and deep, no fear from either of them of being too hard, too fast, or too deep.
"Ahh, ahhhh," Hernandez moans, tilting his head back, his voice vibrating.
"Look at you taking all of me," Bálor smiles, leaning in over him with a kiss.
Hernandez scratches at his torso, trying his best not to leave marks as another wave of pleasure bursts in his body. He pulls Bálor into him, burying his head into his neck, nibbling at it to hush himself. He can feel Bálor's hand on his hair, pushing closer, deeper.
"Don't stop, don't stop."
Bálor shifts his angle just a bit and then he’s hitting Hernandez's sweet spot with every thrust and the model can’t do anything but gasp helplessly as the pleasure burns through his veins, bright and fierce. The wrestler can't remember the last time he had such immediate chemistry with someone. Someone who gives as good as he takes -- and letting Bálor take it has hard as he wants. He grunts louder with each thrust, matching the force he's using. The pretty model all his.
"FUCK!" Hernandez gasps, every nerve ending inside him stimulated.
Bálor keeps with deep strokes, fiercely pushing into the model as he feels Hernandez's tight ass gripping his cock. And then without even touching his own cock, Herndadez comes, his release spilling onto his abs. The model is in so much ecstasy he can't even utter a moan to announce his climax. Bálor sees it though and wraps his fingers around the shaft and with a tight grip strokes while he continues to pump him, spreading that hot silky liquid all along the throbbing shaft in his fist.
"Fuck that was hot," Bálor whispers.
"Finish in me," Hernandez replies.
The wrestler nods, plowing into him as he lays on top of the model, faster and faster.
"Ahhhh," Hernandez shouts, feeling the cum shoot out of the pulsating cock in him.
The wrestler fucks him through his orgasm, not slowing down even when he’s twitching and sensitive. He drops his hands to Hernandez's hips, holding on tight enough to leave bruises, but he doesn’t care as he fucks him even harder. A spark ignites up his spine and his orgasm quickly follows.
"Ughhhh," he grunts, holding himself still for a brief second.
Then he thrusts into Hernandez a few more times before he buries himself all the way inside, stilling again as he comes, a low moan escaping him.
Hernandez shivers when he feels the wet heat of Bálor's release inside of him. As soon as he’s done, the wrestler pulls out. And then Hernandez sits back up and inhales it, sucking the cum off the head thoroughly.
Bálor pets his hand through the Cuban's hair, "Good boy,"
And Hernandez looks up at him with those doe eyes and nods. Ready for round two.

Tough call between these two ripped hunks, but there's something about Hernandez's smile that would make it hard to pass up having a chance with the model.