Star is the reliably sexy Brazilian pornstar who started back in 2015 and doesn't look like he's aged since. The versatile, but mostly bottom, performer comes in at 5'8" and 160 lbs. Cardona, formerly Zack Ryder, who upon being released from WWE was courted by other wrestling associations like he was one of those rare wrestling figures that he likes to collect. Ultimately he landed at TNA so we can still see this 6'2 and 224 lb Long Island stud in action.
Cardona struts to the ring and rips off his jacket, ready to get down to business. Star, stands in his corner, body glistening in oil, trying to contain his excitement from showing in his bulge. He's startled straight by the bell ringing and begins circling around with Cardona, ready to lock up. Star makes the first move and connects with a kick to the gut, followed by a side headlock. Cardona pushes them both back into the ropes, shoving Star off of him. The pornstar rebounds back and ducks a swinging fist, and bounces off the opposite ropes. Just as Cardona turns back around Star's oily body lands on top of him with a crossbody. Star bounces off of Cardona upon impact and hurries back over. Cardona bounces back up to his feet, but Star gets him with an arm drag takedown into another hold. Cardona winces in pain with Star's leverage on his shoulder. Star picks him back up to his feet, twisting his arm and then head butts it, making Cardona stagger backwards into the ropes. Star marches toward him and grabs him by the back of the head, and slams him into the top turnbuckle in the corner. The impact causes the ring to shake, making Star wonder if he went too hard. He takes a few steps back and sees that Cardona seems to be okay and so he charges into the corner. He gave Cardona too much time because the wrestler is ready for him, ducking as Star lunges at him, flipping him over the ropes. Star lands on the edge on his feet, and quickly blocks a punch by Ryder. He elbows him back in the head then grabs the wrestler's hand and hops on to the turnbuckle. He tightrope walks across the rope and hits a neckbreaker. He slides on to Cardona for the pin, his excitement revealing itself as he gets a hard on rubbing it against Cardona's stomach. One. Two. Cardona throws the pornstar off of him, embarrassed by the beating he's taken.
Cardona gets back to his feet in a mad rush, while Star tries to hide his growing erection in the trunks. Cardona smacks him across the chest and then whips him hard into the corner. The wrestler runs at the corner with his arm out for a clothesline, but Star steps through the ropes to the edge, dodging the attack. He grabs at the wrestler, but Cardona has fast reflexes and elbows him. Star grabs on to the rope to steady himself from falling over, but before he knows he sees Cardona running back at him with a roaring elbow that knocks him off the edge of the ring.
Cardona slides out under the ropes and picks up Star by the head and then hits him with a Russian legsweep, falling back into the barricade. He can't deny how hot Star looks laid out like that, but manages to keep his focus on the match. He picks his opponent up and throws him back in the ring and climbs on top of him for the pin. One. Two. Star punches out, having gained enough energy in the delayed pin.
Cardona maintains his offense, picking Star back up and throwing him to the ropes. The pornstar holds on to the ropes with his elbows, missing a dropkick attempt by Cardona. The wrestler hurries back and charges toward Star, but the pornstar sidesteps him and Cardona falls out on to the edge of the ring. Star pulls him up to his feet and kicks him in the gut before grabbing his trunks and hoists him over the ropes with a suplex. Cardona lands on his ass hard, taking a moment to begin to crawl away. Star hits a sledgehammer blow to his back, flattening him. He then tugs on Cardona's trunks, pulling them up into a wedgie.
"Ahhh..." Cardona feels his ass cheeks exposed and musters his strength to stand back up.
He slaps Star in the face and then grabs his wrist to whip him into the ropes. When he comes running back towards him, Cardona hoists him up and lands a flapjack. Star bounces so hard on the ring that he's back on his feet, holding his stomach in pain. Cardona, still angry from the wedgie that he still has, grabs him, pulling Star's head between his legs and hits him with a tiger bomb. He holds Star down for the pin, but the pornstar kicks out in time.
Cardona stands back up and adjusts his trunks, they're really stuck deep in his crack. The pause in action gives Star time to collect himself and the two square off once again. Star gets Cardona in a wrist lock, but the wrestler twists, reversing it. Star rolls forward, reversing it again and the flips Cardona over on his ass. Star quickly picks up Cardona and lifts him up for another suplex, but the wrestler lands on his feet and then while still holding on, drops down for a falling neckbreaker. Star rolls out of the ring, not wanting to fall on the defense again. But as he takes a breath Cardona runs at the ropes, leaping over them with a tope con hilo, landing on top of him. Cardona then picks Star up and wraps his arm around his neck and hits a spinning elbow drop. Star moans out, wishing he just tap out and end it right then and there, but they're outside the ring. Cardona towers over him, breathing heavily, as Star paws at him, trying to use the wrestler to pull himself up. His hands press against Cardona's massive legs, the athlete staring down at him, ready to strike. He helps him up and then shoves him back in the ring. Cardona hops on to the edge of the ring and then slingshots over the ropes with a bodysplash, landing on top of him. Instead of going for the pin, Cardona crawls off, wanting to finish him for good. He takes a few steps back and waits as Star shakily stands back up. He then charges at him, leaping up and hits him with his Radio Silence finisher. He then folds Star's legs up over his shoulder for a pin, his sweat dripping down on him as he counts out with the red, "One, two, three."
And with that Cardona raises his hands in victory to the bell ringing.
"Ahhh..." Cardona feels his ass cheeks exposed and musters his strength to stand back up.
He slaps Star in the face and then grabs his wrist to whip him into the ropes. When he comes running back towards him, Cardona hoists him up and lands a flapjack. Star bounces so hard on the ring that he's back on his feet, holding his stomach in pain. Cardona, still angry from the wedgie that he still has, grabs him, pulling Star's head between his legs and hits him with a tiger bomb. He holds Star down for the pin, but the pornstar kicks out in time.
Cardona stands back up and adjusts his trunks, they're really stuck deep in his crack. The pause in action gives Star time to collect himself and the two square off once again. Star gets Cardona in a wrist lock, but the wrestler twists, reversing it. Star rolls forward, reversing it again and the flips Cardona over on his ass. Star quickly picks up Cardona and lifts him up for another suplex, but the wrestler lands on his feet and then while still holding on, drops down for a falling neckbreaker. Star rolls out of the ring, not wanting to fall on the defense again. But as he takes a breath Cardona runs at the ropes, leaping over them with a tope con hilo, landing on top of him. Cardona then picks Star up and wraps his arm around his neck and hits a spinning elbow drop. Star moans out, wishing he just tap out and end it right then and there, but they're outside the ring. Cardona towers over him, breathing heavily, as Star paws at him, trying to use the wrestler to pull himself up. His hands press against Cardona's massive legs, the athlete staring down at him, ready to strike. He helps him up and then shoves him back in the ring. Cardona hops on to the edge of the ring and then slingshots over the ropes with a bodysplash, landing on top of him. Instead of going for the pin, Cardona crawls off, wanting to finish him for good. He takes a few steps back and waits as Star shakily stands back up. He then charges at him, leaping up and hits him with his Radio Silence finisher. He then folds Star's legs up over his shoulder for a pin, his sweat dripping down on him as he counts out with the red, "One, two, three."
And with that Cardona raises his hands in victory to the bell ringing.
Over in the shower Cardona takes his time, hoping Star will come back there and they can escalate things. He gets hard just thinking about their match, seeing Star's erection in his trunks, having the pornstar give him that wedgie. Fuck, he wants to remember to tape it so he can watch it from the camera angles. But five minutes pass and Star doesn't join him in the showers. He shuts off the water and grabs his towel when he hears someone in the locker room. It sounds like a moaning.
Cardona heads around the corner from the shower and sees who's making the noise -- it's Star. He's naked on the bench by Cardona's locker fucking himself with a dildo. This is even better than had he come in the shower. Cardona struts over and as he nears he realizes it's not a dildo plowing into the Brazilian's ass -- it's an action figure. Not only that but it's an action figure of him.
"Ahhh.... Matt..." Star moans, his eyes closed and completely unaware that the real life Cardona is only feet away.
And then he opens his eyes and sees the muscular hunk in flesh standing before him. But he does not stop, instead a sly smile creeps across his face as he pushes the figure deep inside him.
"I can help you with that," Cardona says just before he drops his towel to the floor revealing his semihard cock.
Star slides the figure out of him and stands up to face the naked athlete. They linger for a moment, inches apart, and then go all in, pressing their bodies together, wrapping their arms around each other as they taste each other. Cardona turns in his embrace, hissing as their erections rub together. They fumble backwards toward the wall, Cardona wincing slightly as he is slammed up against the cold tile. Star kisses his way down his neck, licking along his collarbone, a spot that makes Cardona groan. He continues down the furry chest to his pecs, sucking on them tightly. When he releases the nipples he swirls his tongue around them lightly, a move that causes the wrestler to shiver.
"Alright, let's see what else that tongue can do." Cardona suggests.
Before Star can drop down to his knees, Cardona takes his hand and pulls him over to the bench. The wrestler lies down, stroking his cock as an invite. Star climbs over Cardona, letting his ass dangle over the wrestler's face as he folds Cardona's legs up to get a glimpse of his hole. He then has his tongue run a hot wet strip up from the wrestler's asshole to his balls. And then takes his cock into his mouth, making Cardona gasp at how hot and wet it is. Cardona can't resist the ass floating above his face and leans his head up kissing around the hole, licking the rim. He hears Star moan with his dick in his mouth, but then resumes sucking so intensely Cardona could barely focus on his rim job. The two men work their magic on each other, Star bobbing up and down on the cock, twisting his head just so that made Cardona sigh each time. Cardona, flicking his tongue at the hole, fucking it lightly, loosening up the pornstar in the most minimalist of ways.
With how fast things have advanced Star can't believe he had doubts about Cardona. The wrestler was pretty good at hiding his attraction during the match, but the more Star thinks about it, the more he realizes Cardona's display of aggression was indeed sexual.
Cardona realizes he's happy Star didn't join him in the shower, the wet conditions would prevent them from this foreplay. And the way Star goes down on him, only makes Cardona antsier to stick his cock in another one of his holes. He quickly taps Star's ass, signaling to take things to that level.
Cardona sits up on the bench, dick pointing straight up to the ceiling. He gives Star a nod and the pornstar sets one foot on the bench, the other on the ground, balancing himself as he plunges down on the cock. Cardona rubs his fingers up and down the pornstar's tattooed back as he feels his head enter into him. Star keeps pushing down, getting all of Cardona in him up to his balls.
"Ahhh, yeah..."
"That feels better than plastic doesn't it?" Cardona whispers.
"Fuck yeah," Star breathes heavily and begins riding him. "Mmm..."
The pornstar moves quick, up and down the shaft, never showing signs of losing his balance. He's done this position so many times it's natural to him now. There's just something about the angle of having a dick impale him that Star always has a craving for. And Cardona's thick cock made this position even better. He grinds himself on the dick, making Cardona squeeze the edge of the bench, holding himself up.
"Yeah, ride my cock, just like that," Cardona moans.
Cardona goes so deep into Star's heat, and Star is so skintight on Cardona's shaft, the men are in heaven. Cardona leans back a bit and thrust up into the pornstar.
"Ahhh ahhh," Star moans in response.
Cardona goes a bit longer and then reaches around and strokes Star's shaft. The way the pornstar is moaning and groaning he thought he came, but he doesn't feel even any precum dripping out of him. But the more he strokes the pornstar's shaft the more he likes the feel of it, and the more he wants it.
"Alright, come on and fuck me," Cardona says standing up to force a new position.
Cardona falls on his back across the bench, spreading his legs open with a wide grin on his face. Star props Cardona's right leg up on his shoulder, squeezing his ankle as he pushes into the wrestler, settling in him in one go. Cardona immediately clings to him as he fucks him brutally.
"Uhhh ohh, yeah, right there, in my hole," Cardona moans with a deep voice making it sound even sexier."I can help you with that," Cardona says just before he drops his towel to the floor revealing his semihard cock.
Star slides the figure out of him and stands up to face the naked athlete. They linger for a moment, inches apart, and then go all in, pressing their bodies together, wrapping their arms around each other as they taste each other. Cardona turns in his embrace, hissing as their erections rub together. They fumble backwards toward the wall, Cardona wincing slightly as he is slammed up against the cold tile. Star kisses his way down his neck, licking along his collarbone, a spot that makes Cardona groan. He continues down the furry chest to his pecs, sucking on them tightly. When he releases the nipples he swirls his tongue around them lightly, a move that causes the wrestler to shiver.
"Alright, let's see what else that tongue can do." Cardona suggests.
Before Star can drop down to his knees, Cardona takes his hand and pulls him over to the bench. The wrestler lies down, stroking his cock as an invite. Star climbs over Cardona, letting his ass dangle over the wrestler's face as he folds Cardona's legs up to get a glimpse of his hole. He then has his tongue run a hot wet strip up from the wrestler's asshole to his balls. And then takes his cock into his mouth, making Cardona gasp at how hot and wet it is. Cardona can't resist the ass floating above his face and leans his head up kissing around the hole, licking the rim. He hears Star moan with his dick in his mouth, but then resumes sucking so intensely Cardona could barely focus on his rim job. The two men work their magic on each other, Star bobbing up and down on the cock, twisting his head just so that made Cardona sigh each time. Cardona, flicking his tongue at the hole, fucking it lightly, loosening up the pornstar in the most minimalist of ways.
With how fast things have advanced Star can't believe he had doubts about Cardona. The wrestler was pretty good at hiding his attraction during the match, but the more Star thinks about it, the more he realizes Cardona's display of aggression was indeed sexual.
Cardona realizes he's happy Star didn't join him in the shower, the wet conditions would prevent them from this foreplay. And the way Star goes down on him, only makes Cardona antsier to stick his cock in another one of his holes. He quickly taps Star's ass, signaling to take things to that level.
Cardona sits up on the bench, dick pointing straight up to the ceiling. He gives Star a nod and the pornstar sets one foot on the bench, the other on the ground, balancing himself as he plunges down on the cock. Cardona rubs his fingers up and down the pornstar's tattooed back as he feels his head enter into him. Star keeps pushing down, getting all of Cardona in him up to his balls.
"Ahhh, yeah..."
"That feels better than plastic doesn't it?" Cardona whispers.
"Fuck yeah," Star breathes heavily and begins riding him. "Mmm..."
The pornstar moves quick, up and down the shaft, never showing signs of losing his balance. He's done this position so many times it's natural to him now. There's just something about the angle of having a dick impale him that Star always has a craving for. And Cardona's thick cock made this position even better. He grinds himself on the dick, making Cardona squeeze the edge of the bench, holding himself up.
"Yeah, ride my cock, just like that," Cardona moans.
Cardona goes so deep into Star's heat, and Star is so skintight on Cardona's shaft, the men are in heaven. Cardona leans back a bit and thrust up into the pornstar.
"Ahhh ahhh," Star moans in response.
Cardona goes a bit longer and then reaches around and strokes Star's shaft. The way the pornstar is moaning and groaning he thought he came, but he doesn't feel even any precum dripping out of him. But the more he strokes the pornstar's shaft the more he likes the feel of it, and the more he wants it.
"Alright, come on and fuck me," Cardona says standing up to force a new position.
Cardona falls on his back across the bench, spreading his legs open with a wide grin on his face. Star props Cardona's right leg up on his shoulder, squeezing his ankle as he pushes into the wrestler, settling in him in one go. Cardona immediately clings to him as he fucks him brutally.
His dick is so hard and erect, he strokes it, rubbing his precum up and down his shaft. Star reaches down and takes over, jerking in unison with his thrusts. That's enough to make Cardona put his hands on Star's stomach, pushing him back, not wanting for things to end just yet. He can barely hear Star huffing with his thrusts. Is he speaking Portuguese? Is he praising Cardona's tight ass? How warm and tight it is? He looks at Star's eyes, hoping the pornstar would meet him, but the Brazilian continues focusing on the hot body just lower than his gaze.
"Oh god, yes, yes," Cardona twitches as Star hits his prostate, rubbing his head up against it back and forth.
Star kisses Cardona's leg and maintains the momentum, watching as Cardona squirms and moans all while having the biggest grin on his face the entire time. Star leans in and give him a kiss, tickled by Cardona's facial hair. He looks him in the eyes, this time they're meeting, watching the shifts in them as he nails him in the prostate again and again.
"Holy shit, holy shit," Cardona closes his eyes, it's all too much.
Cardona can only cling tighter and gasp for air. He can't believe that Star resorted to an action figure to fuck himself with, not when his ass and his dick are this good. He tilts his head back, staring up at the ceiling, listening to Star's body smack into his. He pulls his hair and wipes his hands across his face, still finding it impossible to stay still, and yet whenever he looks at Star the pornstar is in a trance, pumping into him.
"Okay, okay, okay," Cardona begs for him to stop. "That's enough."
Star drags his dick out, making the moment last as long as possible. Cardona stands back up, his dick still rock solid, and presses his body against Star's, surprised to find the pornstar isn't nearly as sweaty.
"Let me fuck you now," Cardona says with a tone that makes it sound more like a command.
Star doesn't object -- in fact, he would have suggested this sooner had Cardona not appeared to be climaxing. The pornstar sits on the bench on his hands and knees and arches his back, bracing himself for Cardona.
"Oh yeah," Cardona licks his lips in anticipation.
"Oh yeah," Cardona licks his lips in anticipation.
Cardona lines up behind Star, admiring that bubble ass positioned out just so. He brushes the head of his dick across Star's name that's tattoo on his lower back, teasing the pornstar. And then he abruptly rams his cock all the way in him until his pubes press into him and then yanks the dick out.
"Ahhh..." Star cries out.
And then Cardona does it again. And again. And again.
"Ohhh, ahhh, ohhhh..." Star makes a different noise each time Cardona plows into him.
"The action figure can't do this for you, can it?" Cardona chuckles.
The wrestler keeps a steady fucking, not pulling all the way out, plunging back in before Star finishes moaning. He smacks his ass hard, holding his fingers on it giving it a good shake.
"Fuck yeah," Cardona grunts.
Star can't help it, it all feels so good. Even the power of Cardona's hips smacking into his ass somehow feels good. He rocks back, impaling himself then withdrawing with a long moan. The tip of his cock grinds against the bench. He squeezes tighter and bites his lip, Cardona fills him up so perfectly. He closes his eyes picturing it stuffed into his hole, moving in and out of him. As he envisions all this, the dick inside of him pokes against his prostate. He jumps as a spark of electricity ignites his veins, but Cardona holds him steady.
"Whoa there," Cardona rubs his back gently, a stark contrast to his rough fucking.
The wrestler doesn't slow down, not when Star's moans and gasps bleed into each other, crying out for the dick and demanding Cardona to keep going. The athlete thrusts mercilessly in a regular rhythm that makes them both moan incoherent thoughts of bliss. Cardona tugs at his short hair, pulling his head back, wanting the pornstar's moans to echo as loud as possible. And then there's silence - just skin on skin contact.
"Ahhhh..." Star whines out as his load sprays out on to the bench beneath him. "Yes, yes..."
Cardona continues to fuck through Star's orgasm until he's sure every bit of Star's body has reached some sort of overload. Cardona's thrusts lose their regularity as he chases down his own orgasm. He holds on a little, savoring Star tightening around him, debating whether to finish in him or on him. After one more deep thrust he whips his dick out and strokes himself between groans, marking Star's back with his seed.
"Whooo!" Cardona sighs, wiping the sweat off his brow.
He pants a little, only now does the spent energy catch up with him. He bends over and licks his cum up Star's back. The pornstar crawls forward, standing upright and faces Cardona.
"Thanks for the fuck," Cardona says stepping back to his locker.
So that was it? A quick fuck in the locker room. One and done? Star returns to his locker to grab a towel when he sees Cardona's action figure. Part of him wants to keep it to prolong his connection to Cardona, but he knows it'll just remind him of the swift ending to their hookup. He grabs it and walks back to Cardona who is sitting at his locker, already in his trunks.
"Here, this is yours."
Cardona takes the action figure and nods. And then tosses it. "Who needs that, when I've got a play thing here?"
He stands up and rubs his hand up Star's body, worshipping it. He squeezes his pec and then adds, "Come by my room tonight if you want to play some more."
And with that Cardona takes his bag and leaves the locker room. Star picks up the tossed action figure and holds it. He looks at it for a second and then throws it out -- he wouldn't be needing it either, not when he had the real deal.
"Ahhh..." Star cries out.
And then Cardona does it again. And again. And again.
"Ohhh, ahhh, ohhhh..." Star makes a different noise each time Cardona plows into him.
"The action figure can't do this for you, can it?" Cardona chuckles.
The wrestler keeps a steady fucking, not pulling all the way out, plunging back in before Star finishes moaning. He smacks his ass hard, holding his fingers on it giving it a good shake.
"Fuck yeah," Cardona grunts.
Star can't help it, it all feels so good. Even the power of Cardona's hips smacking into his ass somehow feels good. He rocks back, impaling himself then withdrawing with a long moan. The tip of his cock grinds against the bench. He squeezes tighter and bites his lip, Cardona fills him up so perfectly. He closes his eyes picturing it stuffed into his hole, moving in and out of him. As he envisions all this, the dick inside of him pokes against his prostate. He jumps as a spark of electricity ignites his veins, but Cardona holds him steady.
"Whoa there," Cardona rubs his back gently, a stark contrast to his rough fucking.
The wrestler doesn't slow down, not when Star's moans and gasps bleed into each other, crying out for the dick and demanding Cardona to keep going. The athlete thrusts mercilessly in a regular rhythm that makes them both moan incoherent thoughts of bliss. Cardona tugs at his short hair, pulling his head back, wanting the pornstar's moans to echo as loud as possible. And then there's silence - just skin on skin contact.
"Ahhhh..." Star whines out as his load sprays out on to the bench beneath him. "Yes, yes..."
Cardona continues to fuck through Star's orgasm until he's sure every bit of Star's body has reached some sort of overload. Cardona's thrusts lose their regularity as he chases down his own orgasm. He holds on a little, savoring Star tightening around him, debating whether to finish in him or on him. After one more deep thrust he whips his dick out and strokes himself between groans, marking Star's back with his seed.
"Whooo!" Cardona sighs, wiping the sweat off his brow.
He pants a little, only now does the spent energy catch up with him. He bends over and licks his cum up Star's back. The pornstar crawls forward, standing upright and faces Cardona.
"Thanks for the fuck," Cardona says stepping back to his locker.
So that was it? A quick fuck in the locker room. One and done? Star returns to his locker to grab a towel when he sees Cardona's action figure. Part of him wants to keep it to prolong his connection to Cardona, but he knows it'll just remind him of the swift ending to their hookup. He grabs it and walks back to Cardona who is sitting at his locker, already in his trunks.
"Here, this is yours."
Cardona takes the action figure and nods. And then tosses it. "Who needs that, when I've got a play thing here?"
He stands up and rubs his hand up Star's body, worshipping it. He squeezes his pec and then adds, "Come by my room tonight if you want to play some more."
And with that Cardona takes his bag and leaves the locker room. Star picks up the tossed action figure and holds it. He looks at it for a second and then throws it out -- he wouldn't be needing it either, not when he had the real deal.
Really tough choice between these two hunks, but if I could only have one of them I think I'd go with the Brazilian, Star.
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