Vario is bigger than Daivari expected. He knows his pornstar opponent is big, but seeing him across the ring from him in those snug wrestling trunks, skin dripping in baby oil, he feels rather small in comparison. The bell rings and the two circle around. Daivari can't tell if Vario is nervous facing a veteran like him, if so, he's hiding it well. The wrestler and Vario lunge at each other to lockup but Daivari drops down and pulls on Vario's thigh trying to roll him up with a quick surprise victory. Vario kicks out immediately, and gets up ready to take on Daivari, offended that the wrestler would try and go for a pin right off the bat.
Daivari shrugs his shoulders and smirks, cocky, confident, no longer intimidated by Vario's size advantage. The two lock up a second time with Daivari wrangling Vario into a side headlock. The pornstar immediately pushes the wrestler off of him into the ropes, and Daivari rebounds back with a shoulder block. Vario stumbles backwards, but not down. So Daivari runs into him again with another shoulder block. Still Vario wobbles, but remains standing. Daivari comes at him a third time, but Vario is ready with a big boot to the kisser, that knocks the wrestler back flat on his ass.
Daivari gets back up and comes at Vario with a backhand across the chest. Vario doesn't even flinch and dares him to strike him again. Daivari for a moment is turned on, but immediately becomes enraged at how Vario could so easily disarm him. He slaps him again, but Vario still steps toward him. Daivari grabs his wrist to whip him, but Vario doesn't budge and instead shoves Daivari into the ropes. The wrestler bounces back and ducks a clothesline attempt, rebounding off the ropes on the opposite side and then slides through Vario's legs. Before Vario can fully turn around Daivari hits a drop kick to his shin, taking him down to his knees. He then runs backward to the ropes and comes back with a flying elbow, taking Vario down. Daivari goes for a pin, but Vario throws him off after one.
Daivari shrugs his shoulders and smirks, cocky, confident, no longer intimidated by Vario's size advantage. The two lock up a second time with Daivari wrangling Vario into a side headlock. The pornstar immediately pushes the wrestler off of him into the ropes, and Daivari rebounds back with a shoulder block. Vario stumbles backwards, but not down. So Daivari runs into him again with another shoulder block. Still Vario wobbles, but remains standing. Daivari comes at him a third time, but Vario is ready with a big boot to the kisser, that knocks the wrestler back flat on his ass.
Daivari gets back up and comes at Vario with a backhand across the chest. Vario doesn't even flinch and dares him to strike him again. Daivari for a moment is turned on, but immediately becomes enraged at how Vario could so easily disarm him. He slaps him again, but Vario still steps toward him. Daivari grabs his wrist to whip him, but Vario doesn't budge and instead shoves Daivari into the ropes. The wrestler bounces back and ducks a clothesline attempt, rebounding off the ropes on the opposite side and then slides through Vario's legs. Before Vario can fully turn around Daivari hits a drop kick to his shin, taking him down to his knees. He then runs backward to the ropes and comes back with a flying elbow, taking Vario down. Daivari goes for a pin, but Vario throws him off after one.
The wrestler scurries back over and wraps his arms around his waist, getting the pornstar in a lock. As big as Vario is, the wrestler squeezes him tight, surprising Vario with his strength. Vario tries to pry his hands off him, but Daivari's got him locked in. He looks back over his shoulder trying to see if he can elbow him, but Daivari knows how to protect himself. Vario screams in pain and then uses all his strength to stand back up. Still Daivari maintains the waist lock. Vario takes a breath and then backs them both up into the corner turnbuckle, squashing Daivari with his body. He slams back into the wrestler again finally freeing himself from the hold. Daivari's groin brushes against Vario's bubbly butt, and he instantly feels himself get hard.
As Vario turns around to face him Daivari bursts out of the corner and hits a clothesline, taking him down. He then grabs his arms around Vario's stomach again, squeezing more on his ribs. Vario tries squirming away, laying on side and then on his stomach, but Daivari stays on top of him. Daivari's dick remains firm, rubbing through his trunks against Vario's back, hearing the pornstar grunt and groan. Daivari releases the hold temporarily to hit a couple knees to Vario's back, but then gets him immediately back in the lock. Vario grunts and pushes up off the ring to sit back up, but Daivari elbows him in the head and presses him back down on his back for a pin. Vario punches out after one.
Daivari goes back to the waist lock, knowing it's weakening the bigger man. But Vario's had enough of it and scrambles up to his feet, bringing Daivari with him. He then backs up into the turnbuckles again, slamming his body against Daivari's. This time his ass definitely feels Daivari's boner rub against him. He then takes the wrestler and throws him over his shoulders and slams him down. He holds his hands on Daivari for the pin, but the wrestler immediately kicks out.
The two get back to their feet at the same time, Daivari makes the first move, but Vario side steps him and lets him run into the ropes. Daivari bounces back but Vario is ready for him with a big powerslam that shakes the entire ring. He hooks the leg for the pin, one, two -- but Daivari isn't giving up yet.
The two men get back up, sweaty and tired, but both equally determined to win. They trade blows until Vario shoves Daivari into the ropes. Vario bends over to flip Daivari, but the wrestler stops and hits him with a neckbreaker. He then gets behind Vario and puts him in a modified camelclutch. He can feel Vario weaken as the pornstar struggles to reach out for the ropes. Anything to break the hold. Daivari screams out to show his power, pulling on Vario even harder. The pornstar is turning red from it and knows he has to make a move now or it's going to be over for him. He finds the will to push himself up, standing tall with Daivari still holding on to him. And then he falls backward, smashing Daivari on to the canvass as he lands on him. Daivari rolls away holding his stomach, surprised how much pain he's in. But Vario is still weak, slowly pulling himself up in the corner. Daivari uses the ropes to stand back up too and then comes charging at Vario in the corner, leaping for a bodysplash, but Vario rolls away at the last second. Daivari eats turnbuckle and when he stumbles out Vario comes at him with a spear, taking him down. Vario's adrenaline is pumping and he jumps to his feet, picking Daivari up with him. He picks Daivari up in a bearhug, hoping to squeeze whatever energy the wrestler has right out of him. Daivari can't believe Vario's strength, being held up by the pornstar, bodies pressed together. As much pain as he's in he still can't help himself and his dick grows out of excitement. Daivari knows this isn't good for him, so he punches Vario in the head, getting him to break the hold, but as soon as he lets go Vario head butts Daivari. The wrestler falls back barely able to stand. Vario reaches for him to get him in a powerbomb, but Daivari spins out of it and slaps Vario across the chest. This time the blow causes him to stumble back. Vario swings his fist at him, but Daivari ducks. He then kicks at him, but Daivari catches his foot. Daivari swings the foot around and lunges at Vario, but the pornstar maintains his footing and grabs his arms around Daivari lifting him up and slamming him down with the powerbomb. Daivari rolls away before Vario can pin him.
Vario stalks after Daivari, but the veteran athlete pulls a jawbreaker out of nowhere, and then hits Vario with a DDT. He climbs on top of him hoping to end things, but Vario punches out before the three count.
Both men slowly get back to their feet, desperately wanting the other to just give up. Daivari makes the first move again, but Vario connects with a big kick, stopping him in his tracks. Daivari wobbles on his feet and Vario wraps both arms around his neck and pulls him face down to the ring with a face smasher. He rolls the wrestler over on his back, pressing both hands on his chest as the ref counts it out: One, two, three.
Daivari wonders if Vario feels his boner as he's pinning him, rubbing through his trunks against his stomach for these three seconds. When Vario rolls off him the pornstar shows no signs of it. Daivari can't help himself at this point and reaches in his trunks and starts stroking his cock. When Vario was on top of him, all that weight, all that muscle, it felt like the old days when it was him and Muhammad Hassan -- Vario is the same size as him after all. Daivari lies in the ring, stroking ever so slowly, thinking about Hassan. He closes his eyes thinking about how he'd ride Hassan after all of his matches. How the bigger man would pound him in the locker room showers. How they'd make a mess of hotel room after hotel room. The good ole days.
"I can help you with that."
Daivari opens his eyes, now remembering he's in the middle of the ring. Towering over him is Vario, watching admirably as Daivari jerks off. Vario drops to his knees and reaches into Daivari's trunks, pulling out his thick, uncut cock. It feels warm in his hands and Daivari sighs at the firmness of his grip.
"Uh... sure..." Daivari blinks a few times too many, checking to make sure this isn't a dream.
Vario lies down next to him, putting his arm under the wrestler's head. He leans over and nibbles on his neck as his hands travel southwards, grabbing his groin, playing with it in his hands as he licks his parted lips.
The warmth radiating off the bigger man brings Daivari comfort, putting him at ease. He slides off his trunks, allowing his cock to spring up and Vario does the same. Then Vario spins around to line his mouth up with Daivari's cock. The wrestler can feel his breath tickling his shaft and his cock twitches at the tease. Vario glances over and smiles then laps his entire length slowly. Dragging his tongue up the vein to Daivari's head and then opens up, sucking his lips tightly around it.
"Ohhhh..." Daivari twitches and then rests his head on the ring.
Feeling the pornstar work his cock, Daivari is in heaven. But he sees out of his peripherals Vario's cock. He tilts his head to the side and goes after it, pulling the foreskin back to lick his head. Vario pauses only to nod with approval and then goes back to deep throating Daivari's cock. The wrestler gets Vario's dick nice and wet all the way down to his balls before pushing it down his throat. But fuck, it's so big. He fights the urge to gag, remembering the first time he took all of Hassan's dick and how he gagged so loud it nearly ended things right then and there. With practice Daivari got better at deep throating the bigger cocks, but it's been quite some time since he's had one as big as Vario's in his mouth. Still he remembers to breathe through his nose, calming himself and handles it without a problem. Soon he's bobbing rapidly, hollowing his cheeks and letting his teeth scrape the underside.
And so they go -- the two naked men in the middle of ring, 69ing each other to their hearts' desire. Vario tastes more and more of Daivari's precum he begins to wonder if it's not just cum. He takes that as a sign to move things along so he pulls his dick out of his mouth and rolls the wrestler over.
"Wow..." he's actually in awe of Daivari's muscular ass.
He slaps it, the touch confirming what his eyes are seeing is real. Vario's hands find their way onto his ass, spreading him open. The hole is tight, but nothing too tight that Vario is worried about pain or damage. Daivari's definitely ridden some dick before which is relief. He kisses the cheeks getting closer and closer to the hole, watching it pulse in anticipation.
"Ahhh," Daivari moans with desire.
The pornstar's tongue licks a long stripe across his entrance, traveling back and using the tip of his tongue to probe at him, loosening him in a way Daivari never felt before. Most of the time when he was with Hassan they'd skip the foreplay getting straight to fucking. Rarely was his ass eaten, so now, the feeling of Vario's breath on his hole, sends shivers down his back. Soft moans escapes his throat, leaning down on to his forearms, exposing more of himself to Vario. Vario gently pushes a finger inside of him, continuing to massage Daivari's entrance with his tongue. After a few thrusts, another finger slides inside of him, curling in just the right way to elicit curses from Daivari, Vario feeling him push back against him. With a final lick, the pornstar removes both his fingers and mouth, earning a frustrated whine in response. Daivari receives a quick slap to his ass in return, biting into his arm to quell his sounds.
"You want more?" Vario asks.
"I want it all," Daivari says staring him right in the eyes.
"Then come on," Vario says as he sits in the middle of the ring, tapping his lap.
Daivari sinks slowly and takes Vario's entire length in with a long whimper. Fully seated on his lap, the wrestler stills. His breath is heavy, shaky, even his hands are twitching.
“You alright, there?” Vario asks, rubbing his thigh.
As Vario turns around to face him Daivari bursts out of the corner and hits a clothesline, taking him down. He then grabs his arms around Vario's stomach again, squeezing more on his ribs. Vario tries squirming away, laying on side and then on his stomach, but Daivari stays on top of him. Daivari's dick remains firm, rubbing through his trunks against Vario's back, hearing the pornstar grunt and groan. Daivari releases the hold temporarily to hit a couple knees to Vario's back, but then gets him immediately back in the lock. Vario grunts and pushes up off the ring to sit back up, but Daivari elbows him in the head and presses him back down on his back for a pin. Vario punches out after one.
Daivari goes back to the waist lock, knowing it's weakening the bigger man. But Vario's had enough of it and scrambles up to his feet, bringing Daivari with him. He then backs up into the turnbuckles again, slamming his body against Daivari's. This time his ass definitely feels Daivari's boner rub against him. He then takes the wrestler and throws him over his shoulders and slams him down. He holds his hands on Daivari for the pin, but the wrestler immediately kicks out.
The two get back to their feet at the same time, Daivari makes the first move, but Vario side steps him and lets him run into the ropes. Daivari bounces back but Vario is ready for him with a big powerslam that shakes the entire ring. He hooks the leg for the pin, one, two -- but Daivari isn't giving up yet.
The two men get back up, sweaty and tired, but both equally determined to win. They trade blows until Vario shoves Daivari into the ropes. Vario bends over to flip Daivari, but the wrestler stops and hits him with a neckbreaker. He then gets behind Vario and puts him in a modified camelclutch. He can feel Vario weaken as the pornstar struggles to reach out for the ropes. Anything to break the hold. Daivari screams out to show his power, pulling on Vario even harder. The pornstar is turning red from it and knows he has to make a move now or it's going to be over for him. He finds the will to push himself up, standing tall with Daivari still holding on to him. And then he falls backward, smashing Daivari on to the canvass as he lands on him. Daivari rolls away holding his stomach, surprised how much pain he's in. But Vario is still weak, slowly pulling himself up in the corner. Daivari uses the ropes to stand back up too and then comes charging at Vario in the corner, leaping for a bodysplash, but Vario rolls away at the last second. Daivari eats turnbuckle and when he stumbles out Vario comes at him with a spear, taking him down. Vario's adrenaline is pumping and he jumps to his feet, picking Daivari up with him. He picks Daivari up in a bearhug, hoping to squeeze whatever energy the wrestler has right out of him. Daivari can't believe Vario's strength, being held up by the pornstar, bodies pressed together. As much pain as he's in he still can't help himself and his dick grows out of excitement. Daivari knows this isn't good for him, so he punches Vario in the head, getting him to break the hold, but as soon as he lets go Vario head butts Daivari. The wrestler falls back barely able to stand. Vario reaches for him to get him in a powerbomb, but Daivari spins out of it and slaps Vario across the chest. This time the blow causes him to stumble back. Vario swings his fist at him, but Daivari ducks. He then kicks at him, but Daivari catches his foot. Daivari swings the foot around and lunges at Vario, but the pornstar maintains his footing and grabs his arms around Daivari lifting him up and slamming him down with the powerbomb. Daivari rolls away before Vario can pin him.
Vario stalks after Daivari, but the veteran athlete pulls a jawbreaker out of nowhere, and then hits Vario with a DDT. He climbs on top of him hoping to end things, but Vario punches out before the three count.
Both men slowly get back to their feet, desperately wanting the other to just give up. Daivari makes the first move again, but Vario connects with a big kick, stopping him in his tracks. Daivari wobbles on his feet and Vario wraps both arms around his neck and pulls him face down to the ring with a face smasher. He rolls the wrestler over on his back, pressing both hands on his chest as the ref counts it out: One, two, three.
"I can help you with that."
Daivari opens his eyes, now remembering he's in the middle of the ring. Towering over him is Vario, watching admirably as Daivari jerks off. Vario drops to his knees and reaches into Daivari's trunks, pulling out his thick, uncut cock. It feels warm in his hands and Daivari sighs at the firmness of his grip.
"Uh... sure..." Daivari blinks a few times too many, checking to make sure this isn't a dream.
Vario lies down next to him, putting his arm under the wrestler's head. He leans over and nibbles on his neck as his hands travel southwards, grabbing his groin, playing with it in his hands as he licks his parted lips.
The warmth radiating off the bigger man brings Daivari comfort, putting him at ease. He slides off his trunks, allowing his cock to spring up and Vario does the same. Then Vario spins around to line his mouth up with Daivari's cock. The wrestler can feel his breath tickling his shaft and his cock twitches at the tease. Vario glances over and smiles then laps his entire length slowly. Dragging his tongue up the vein to Daivari's head and then opens up, sucking his lips tightly around it.
"Ohhhh..." Daivari twitches and then rests his head on the ring.
Feeling the pornstar work his cock, Daivari is in heaven. But he sees out of his peripherals Vario's cock. He tilts his head to the side and goes after it, pulling the foreskin back to lick his head. Vario pauses only to nod with approval and then goes back to deep throating Daivari's cock. The wrestler gets Vario's dick nice and wet all the way down to his balls before pushing it down his throat. But fuck, it's so big. He fights the urge to gag, remembering the first time he took all of Hassan's dick and how he gagged so loud it nearly ended things right then and there. With practice Daivari got better at deep throating the bigger cocks, but it's been quite some time since he's had one as big as Vario's in his mouth. Still he remembers to breathe through his nose, calming himself and handles it without a problem. Soon he's bobbing rapidly, hollowing his cheeks and letting his teeth scrape the underside.
And so they go -- the two naked men in the middle of ring, 69ing each other to their hearts' desire. Vario tastes more and more of Daivari's precum he begins to wonder if it's not just cum. He takes that as a sign to move things along so he pulls his dick out of his mouth and rolls the wrestler over.
"Wow..." he's actually in awe of Daivari's muscular ass.
He slaps it, the touch confirming what his eyes are seeing is real. Vario's hands find their way onto his ass, spreading him open. The hole is tight, but nothing too tight that Vario is worried about pain or damage. Daivari's definitely ridden some dick before which is relief. He kisses the cheeks getting closer and closer to the hole, watching it pulse in anticipation.
"Ahhh," Daivari moans with desire.
The pornstar's tongue licks a long stripe across his entrance, traveling back and using the tip of his tongue to probe at him, loosening him in a way Daivari never felt before. Most of the time when he was with Hassan they'd skip the foreplay getting straight to fucking. Rarely was his ass eaten, so now, the feeling of Vario's breath on his hole, sends shivers down his back. Soft moans escapes his throat, leaning down on to his forearms, exposing more of himself to Vario. Vario gently pushes a finger inside of him, continuing to massage Daivari's entrance with his tongue. After a few thrusts, another finger slides inside of him, curling in just the right way to elicit curses from Daivari, Vario feeling him push back against him. With a final lick, the pornstar removes both his fingers and mouth, earning a frustrated whine in response. Daivari receives a quick slap to his ass in return, biting into his arm to quell his sounds.
"You want more?" Vario asks.
"I want it all," Daivari says staring him right in the eyes.
"Then come on," Vario says as he sits in the middle of the ring, tapping his lap.
Daivari sinks slowly and takes Vario's entire length in with a long whimper. Fully seated on his lap, the wrestler stills. His breath is heavy, shaky, even his hands are twitching.
“You alright, there?” Vario asks, rubbing his thigh.
Daivari wouldn't be the first guy who had trouble taking all of his at once, but the wrestler opens his eyes and nods, his grimace turns into a smile. Vario then feels Daivari's ass clench up around his cock. The wrestler throws head backwards and rolls his hips slowly. He moans loudly, finding his sweet spot fast and chasing his own pleasure. Vario stops moving and watches Daivari move between spasms of lust. Vario's hands squeeze and part his cheeks, spanking them as Daivari moves faster.
"Fuck yeah," Daivari grunts, proudly. Each spank stills his hips for a second, until the intense pleasure washes off.
No one has filled him up like Hassan did until Vario. His uncut cock stuffed up his ass nice and good, but still had movement, hitting his spot perfectly. And so he pushes Vario flat on his back and impales himself eagerly, thinking of the one time Hassan fucked him in the ring, just like this, their moans echoing among the arena. He throws his head back again with a moan as a bolt of electricity runs through him as his cock rubs across Vario's stomach, drawing a groan from the pornstar as well. It feels too good to be filled with a real meaty and warm cock after all this time. He places his hands on Vario's chest, pinching his pecs, eyes still closed. He then opens them and sees the smile on the pornstar's face and feels guilty for picturing his former partner.
"You like that?" Vario asks.
One of the pornstar's hands finds his cock, stroking at the same rhythm. His other crawls on his torso to his nipple, pinching and twisting it to build more pressure into his groin. Daivari can tell Vario is into him and it only makes him harder, focused on the man he's with. The pornstar grips Daivari's waist, holding him steady as he thrusts up into him. Each thrust sends another spark of bliss, igniting his own body. He can hear Vario's groans under his moans, can feel his grip tighten on his ass. He closes his eyes again as the bundle of nerves inside of him is stabbed with deadly precision, this time thinking only of Vario.
Vario then holds him impaled on his cock and sits up, placing Daivari down on his back. He then proceeds to plow into him, his hands moving from Daivari's waist to his shoulders, pinning him down as his full weight comes crushing down on him. Daivari's moans become louder, but cut off by one moan after another as his noises match Vario's speedy thrusting. His vision gets blurry, he tries to stay focused on Vario's face so he can see clearly. The pornstar mixes his pace going with bursts of short thrusts to long, powerful thrusts that penetrate deep into the wrestler, making his whole body quake.
"Fuck yeah," Daivari grunts, proudly. Each spank stills his hips for a second, until the intense pleasure washes off.
No one has filled him up like Hassan did until Vario. His uncut cock stuffed up his ass nice and good, but still had movement, hitting his spot perfectly. And so he pushes Vario flat on his back and impales himself eagerly, thinking of the one time Hassan fucked him in the ring, just like this, their moans echoing among the arena. He throws his head back again with a moan as a bolt of electricity runs through him as his cock rubs across Vario's stomach, drawing a groan from the pornstar as well. It feels too good to be filled with a real meaty and warm cock after all this time. He places his hands on Vario's chest, pinching his pecs, eyes still closed. He then opens them and sees the smile on the pornstar's face and feels guilty for picturing his former partner.
"You like that?" Vario asks.
One of the pornstar's hands finds his cock, stroking at the same rhythm. His other crawls on his torso to his nipple, pinching and twisting it to build more pressure into his groin. Daivari can tell Vario is into him and it only makes him harder, focused on the man he's with. The pornstar grips Daivari's waist, holding him steady as he thrusts up into him. Each thrust sends another spark of bliss, igniting his own body. He can hear Vario's groans under his moans, can feel his grip tighten on his ass. He closes his eyes again as the bundle of nerves inside of him is stabbed with deadly precision, this time thinking only of Vario.
Vario then holds him impaled on his cock and sits up, placing Daivari down on his back. He then proceeds to plow into him, his hands moving from Daivari's waist to his shoulders, pinning him down as his full weight comes crushing down on him. Daivari's moans become louder, but cut off by one moan after another as his noises match Vario's speedy thrusting. His vision gets blurry, he tries to stay focused on Vario's face so he can see clearly. The pornstar mixes his pace going with bursts of short thrusts to long, powerful thrusts that penetrate deep into the wrestler, making his whole body quake.
As hard as Vario goes there's no rebuff from the wrestler, he only seems to want more. Working up quite the sweat, Vario's perspires on Daivari, the wrestler licks his lips, tasting the saltiness of the pornstar. And then there's Daivari's cock, rock hard, slapping against his stomach each time Vario drills into him. Seeing it erect and flopping around, Vario becomes intrigued.
"You said you wanted it all, did you mean that?" Vario asks.
Daivari pulls Vario's hips toward him, getting him buried to the hilt. Vario thinks Daivari might have misunderstood him, but then his hands rub back and squeeze Vario's ass.
"All."
Vario pulls himself out of the wrestler, still in slight disbelief with what he's about to say, but then just says it: "Then fuck me."
Daivari waits for Vario to get into position, on his hands and knees, his hands gripping the middle rope. He spits on his erection, rubbing it in, figuring it's covered in enough of his precum as well to work. He leans against Vario's back, one hand on his hips, he whispers, "I'll be gentle," into his ear as he nudges against Vario's entrance.
He knows how lucky he is to get the chance to fuck this incredible ass. Pushing harder, he feels the muscles start to relax and he slides in a few inches before stopping. Vario groans and pushes back against him, telling him wordlessly to start moving again. Slowly, he pushes forward until he is fully sheathed, biting his lip to try to keep control at the feeling of that heat surrounding him.
He takes a deep breath and then pulls most of the way out, then thrusts forward again, prompting a long, shuddering moan from Vario. Daivari leans his head against Vario's neck, wrapping his other arm around his chest, and starts a slow, deep rhythm that has them both shuddering.
"Fuckkkk..." Vario gasps.
The pornstar so rarely bottoms that he's used to there being a mixture of pleasure and pain, but the pain hasn't been a factor at all. If bottoming were always like this he might just do it more. He feels Daivari loosen his grip on his hip to reach further in him while taking Vario's renewed erection in hand. Stroking it firmly, he speeds up his thrusts until he is pounding wildly into him, heedless of the noise they're making.
"Right there, yeah, yeah, yeah," Vario shakes the ropes, and in turn the ring, enjoying the intensity from Daivari.
Daivari's sweating up a storm, but it's all too good he doesn't want to stop, owning the bigger man so confidently. Vario pushes back to meet him halfway, sensing that Daivari is getting quite the workout in. It helps, but Daivari soon pauses. He hears him panting, and wants nothing more to turn back around and see his chiseled body glistening in sweat, but worries it'll send Daivari the wrong message. Then he feels Daivari pull him back, to the middle of the ring, pushing him flat on the ring and going hard into him.
"Uhhhh uhhh uhh," Daivari grunts like a warrior in the middle of combat.
Daivari's hunger for Vario overcomes any exhaustion and seeing Vario's cheeks bounce with each penetration he loses it. Add in the incredible heat around his cock joining the fire in his spine, his grunts become full on battle cries.
"UHHH UHHH UHHHH!"
Hearing Daivari turns Vario on, encouraging him to be just as noisy, "AHHHH YES!"
And then the wrestler completely loses it, exploding, pouring into Vario with a choked cry that he muffles against his shoulder. He stays there, shaking, until he recovers enough to realize that Vario is pushing against him, still hard in his hand. With an apologetic kiss to his neck, Daivari renews his strokes, knowing that pornstar is close.
"Yeah, right there," Vario whispers, as if his spot were a secret he only wants Daivari to know.
Daivari keeps going, it's as if he never came at all, and it only takes a few more moments until Vario tenses under him, cock swelling. And then Vario pushes Daivari off him, rolling over on to his back and throws his head back with a growl as he comes in long warm jets that shoot up on his stomach and chest.
Daivari laps it up, going straight from the head of Vario's penis to his pecs, collecting as much of the milky white cum as possible. He then kisses Vario, which feels a bit formal, but fuck it, they had an incredible time.
Vario can't stop grinning and cups his hands on Daivari's ass and asks, "So, could you tell I was hard the entire time we were wrestling?"
"You were?" Daivari sounds genuinely surprised. "I was too worried about you seeing mine--"
Vario and Daivari share a laugh waiting for the other to make the first move as neither of them wanted to leave the ring -- both still very hard for each other.
"You said you wanted it all, did you mean that?" Vario asks.
Daivari pulls Vario's hips toward him, getting him buried to the hilt. Vario thinks Daivari might have misunderstood him, but then his hands rub back and squeeze Vario's ass.
"All."
Vario pulls himself out of the wrestler, still in slight disbelief with what he's about to say, but then just says it: "Then fuck me."
Daivari waits for Vario to get into position, on his hands and knees, his hands gripping the middle rope. He spits on his erection, rubbing it in, figuring it's covered in enough of his precum as well to work. He leans against Vario's back, one hand on his hips, he whispers, "I'll be gentle," into his ear as he nudges against Vario's entrance.
He knows how lucky he is to get the chance to fuck this incredible ass. Pushing harder, he feels the muscles start to relax and he slides in a few inches before stopping. Vario groans and pushes back against him, telling him wordlessly to start moving again. Slowly, he pushes forward until he is fully sheathed, biting his lip to try to keep control at the feeling of that heat surrounding him.
He takes a deep breath and then pulls most of the way out, then thrusts forward again, prompting a long, shuddering moan from Vario. Daivari leans his head against Vario's neck, wrapping his other arm around his chest, and starts a slow, deep rhythm that has them both shuddering.
"Fuckkkk..." Vario gasps.
The pornstar so rarely bottoms that he's used to there being a mixture of pleasure and pain, but the pain hasn't been a factor at all. If bottoming were always like this he might just do it more. He feels Daivari loosen his grip on his hip to reach further in him while taking Vario's renewed erection in hand. Stroking it firmly, he speeds up his thrusts until he is pounding wildly into him, heedless of the noise they're making.
"Right there, yeah, yeah, yeah," Vario shakes the ropes, and in turn the ring, enjoying the intensity from Daivari.
Daivari's sweating up a storm, but it's all too good he doesn't want to stop, owning the bigger man so confidently. Vario pushes back to meet him halfway, sensing that Daivari is getting quite the workout in. It helps, but Daivari soon pauses. He hears him panting, and wants nothing more to turn back around and see his chiseled body glistening in sweat, but worries it'll send Daivari the wrong message. Then he feels Daivari pull him back, to the middle of the ring, pushing him flat on the ring and going hard into him.
"Uhhhh uhhh uhh," Daivari grunts like a warrior in the middle of combat.
Daivari's hunger for Vario overcomes any exhaustion and seeing Vario's cheeks bounce with each penetration he loses it. Add in the incredible heat around his cock joining the fire in his spine, his grunts become full on battle cries.
"UHHH UHHH UHHHH!"
Hearing Daivari turns Vario on, encouraging him to be just as noisy, "AHHHH YES!"
And then the wrestler completely loses it, exploding, pouring into Vario with a choked cry that he muffles against his shoulder. He stays there, shaking, until he recovers enough to realize that Vario is pushing against him, still hard in his hand. With an apologetic kiss to his neck, Daivari renews his strokes, knowing that pornstar is close.
"Yeah, right there," Vario whispers, as if his spot were a secret he only wants Daivari to know.
Daivari keeps going, it's as if he never came at all, and it only takes a few more moments until Vario tenses under him, cock swelling. And then Vario pushes Daivari off him, rolling over on to his back and throws his head back with a growl as he comes in long warm jets that shoot up on his stomach and chest.
Daivari laps it up, going straight from the head of Vario's penis to his pecs, collecting as much of the milky white cum as possible. He then kisses Vario, which feels a bit formal, but fuck it, they had an incredible time.
Vario can't stop grinning and cups his hands on Daivari's ass and asks, "So, could you tell I was hard the entire time we were wrestling?"
"You were?" Daivari sounds genuinely surprised. "I was too worried about you seeing mine--"
Vario and Daivari share a laugh waiting for the other to make the first move as neither of them wanted to leave the ring -- both still very hard for each other.
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