Rhyheim Shabazz vs.Tony Nese

Shabazz is the towering 6'3, 187 lb pornstar who has made quite the following for himself by fucking the brains out of his partners with his 9 inch-dick. Recently released from WWE, Nese is the 5'9 195 lb wrestler who has arguably the best body in the business.

Now released from the WWE Nese was back wrestling on the indy scene. But to make more money he went back to an old place -- private matches, recorded for kink in garages or basements. It's nothing overtly sexual so he's fine with it, besides it turns him on knowing people are worshipping his body.

Today he's in a warehouse -- oiled up and ready to go. His opponent makes his entrance -- Shabazz. The big dicked pornstar manages to to have tucked his package in the shortest shorts possible. He stands in the ring across from Nese, towering over him. And then the bell rings, and the two immediately lock up. There's a little back and forth, but Nese pushes Shabazz back into the corner. But Shabazz pulls him in with him, their bodies rubbing up against each other. Nese steps back giving Shabazz room to escape, and the two men circle around again before locking up. This time Nese gets behind Shabazz with a waist lock. Shabazz grabs at his hands trying to pry him free, and when that doesn't work he pushes them down across his groin, letting him rub against the spandex and his dick. Nese lets go and Shabazz spins around getting him in a waist lock. He has his hands locked low, rubbing up against Nese's package, feeling it grow with each stroke. Nese tries to elbow Shabazz, but the taller man dodges it. He then hoists Nese up and slams him down with an atomic drop on his knee. Nese hobbles forward holding his ass, not looking as Shabazz comes up behind him with a clothesline, taking him down.

Shabazz towers over him, pulling Nese's legs open like a V and then stomps on his gut. Nese moans out in pain, holding his stomach, but Shabazz doesn't let him get too far. The pornstar picks Nese back up by his hair and whips him into the corner hard. He charges in at him with a body splash, squashing the smaller man into the turnbuckles. He then sets Nese on the middle turnbuckle and takes Nese's legs and, one at a time, wraps them around the middle rope, trapping him. He then charges at Nese and knees him in the groin. 

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhh, awww..." Nese moans as he falls forward, face down on the ring.

Shabazz struts over to pick Nese back up, but the wrestler springs forward with an uppercut to the groin. 

"Ohhhh!" Shabazz stumbles back, bent over holding himself.

Nese hops to his feet and gives Shabazz a big backhand across his chest, grunting with the impact. And then another. And another. Shabazz falls back into the ropes, the only reason he's still on his feet at this point. Nese sees an opening and runs to the opposite side of the ring, bounces back and charges at the pornstar. But Shabazz sidesteps and pulls the ropes down, sending Nese to the edge of the ring. He then grabs Nese and hoists him back over the ropes into the ring with a vertical suplex.

Nese lands hard on his ass, his trunks getting caught up in his crack. Shabazz picks Nese up and holds him out with an abdominal stretch. "Ahhh," Nese cries out as he feels the burn.

Shabazz can't help himself and rubs his hand down Nese's chest to his abs to his groin. He tries to slide it under Nese's trunks, but he's loosened his hold too much that Nese elbows him, freeing himself. But his freedom is short lived as Shabazz hits a back elbow to Nese's head, making the wrestler fall down to his knees. The performer takes a step toward him with a sparkle in his eye. He then hoists Nese up in a big bearhug.

"Uhhhh," he moans out as he holds Nese up, squeezing his body against his own.

Nese groans in pain and elbows Shabazz in the head, but the performer holds him firmly. "Give up, Nese."

"Uhhh, never," Nese elbows him again.

Shabazz lowers Nese a little, so now he's rubbing against his groin, but still holds on to him. Nese has to admit it feels good, but he can't go down like this. He elbows Shabazz again, but the performer drops Nese down on his back hard. He then grabs Nese's legs and gets him in a Boston Crab hold.

"Ahhh," Nese can't believe his misfortune. 

He reaches for the ropes, as he feels Shabazz's ass rub against his. "Give up, Nese."

"Ahhhh, noooo..." Nese pushes towards the ropes, fighting through the pain.

Shabazz presses down on him more, Nese counters by pushing up on both his hands and freeing a leg from his hold. Shabazz reaches for it, but gets a boot to the face instead. The pornstar wobbles forward as Nese crawls to the ropes and pulls himself up to his feet. By the time he's standing upright Shabazz swings at him with a punch, but Nese ducks it. Nese kicks Shabazz in the gut and hits a neckbreaker, bringing the taller man down. With Shabazz slumped by the corner, Nese takes a step back and charges at him hitting his knee to the head. The pornstar falls down barely conscious. Nese then hops to the outside and then leaps over the top rope, hitting a springboard triangle moonsault. He stays on top of Shabazz for the cover. One. Two. Three.

The professional raises his hands in sweaty victory.

After their match Shabazz congratulates Nese again in the back, "You're incredible out there, man."

"Thanks, you've got some good moves too."

Shabazz doesn't buy the compliment and continues with his praise, "Seriously I'd like to see what other moves you have."

Nese blushes, flirting does that to him. "Thanks, but I gotta go."

Nese takes his money, his gear, and heads back home.

But only a minute back home and Nese realizes that he needs to move. He loves his apartment -- the space, the gym, the pool -- but he hates the view. Directly across from his balcony is his ex's apartment, Ariya Daivari. Things between them fizzled when they both were released from WWE, but Daivari rebounded quickly -- and he happened to do it with another one of Nese's exes, Murphy. And now the two had no problem displaying their new romance in front of Nese. They'd leave the blinds open allowing Nese to see Daivari riding Murphy cowboy on the couch. If a window was open he could hear Murphy grunting while Daivari slammed his dick into him doggie style. Sure they were both hot, but his past painted their sex sessions in a way that made his stomach twist and turn. Nese had tried to hide his displeasure from them, thinking any display of disapproval would only encourage them more, but it didn't seem to matter as just the other night he saw them on their balcony, Murphy on top of Daivari, plowing into him as Daivari pinched the Australian's pecs. And now back from his match he sees Daivari on the balcony eating Murphy's ass.

"Ugh..." Nese shuts the blinds and collapses on his bed, too tired to shower off from his sweaty match.

The next morning Nese reaches his breaking point. As he arrives at the apartment pool he sees the two lovebirds in the hot tub, naked, arms around each other. He turns away and that's when he sees Shabazz relaxed on a recliner in the cool shade of the umbrella. How did he not know that the pornstar had an apartment in this complex? An idea quickly forms in Nese's head and he crawls up the recliner to Shabazz's lap, "Hey, you remember me?"

Shabazz sits right up with full attention, "How could I forget?"
Nese kisses him, and Shabazz kisses back, wrapping his arms around the Premier Athlete's body, as if he weren't going to let him go.

"How about we go back to my place and pick up where our match left off?" Nese suggests.
"Shit, you don't have to ask me twice."
The two hunks stand up with Murphy's and Daivari's eyes on them, and walk right past the hot tub to Nese's apartment. Shabazz stops, "Or we could go back to my place..."
Nese doesn't care where they go, he's ready to move on. "Sure."
They enter Shabazz's apartment and go straight to the bedroom -- it's all white. Then Nese notices another man holding a video camera.

"Wait," he starts to take a step back.

"It's okay," Shabazz pulls Nese's wrist drawing him closer. "It's for my Only Fans."

"What's in it for me?"

"I know you want to make Murphy and Daivari jealous," Shabazz says. "What better way to do it with a video that will live on forever?"

Nese looks at the cameraman and Shabazz. It's one thing for his exes to imagine what he's doing with Shabazz, it's another to see it entirely. Like he's been seeing them fucking over and over again.

"Okay."

Both men strip naked immediately as if there's a deadline for this video. The cameraman frames up and pans across their gorgeous bodies. Nese chuckles nervously. Shabazz pulls him in for a hug and kisses him trying to shake away the nerves. Is it nerves because of the camera or because of Shabazz's extra long cock? He couldn't tell, but either way the pornstar knows nerves don't make for good videos.

"I'll be gentle..." Shabazz whispers.

Nese shakes his head and drops to his knees, opening his mouth and inhaling the black cock in front of his face. Nese goes at it, sucking hard and furiously, deep throating as much as he can, choking and gagging be damned. Gentle -- Nese didn't need anyone to be gentle. Nese knows he's got an ass that can attract any dick he wants and he's put it to use, allowing him to have had his fair share of dick, even ones comparable to Shabazz. And as for the camera -- it's seen practically every inch of his body already in action in the ring. Shit they were seconds away from having sex in the ring for their match. No, the only thing he's worried about is making sure it's perfect.

"Whoa there," Shabazz pushes Nese's lips off his cock. "You don't plan on having me finish like this do you?"

Nese wipes the mixture of saliva and precum off his lips with the back of his wrist. "Good, now let's see what else you've got..." 

Shabazz directs Nese on to the bed on all fours. The wrestler assumes the position, arching his back, letting his delicious ass just hang there for the perfect shot.  

"Very nice..."
Nese's body jumps at once as Shabazz's tongue paints slow, broad strokes over his entrance. Quickly, his tongue darts in for a split second before leaping back out, tracing an ellipse around the wrestler's opening. Nese grits his teeth, taking in a long, hissing breath, feeling himself become tight inside.
“Don't be nervous," Shabazz murmurs between his tongue's little strokes. "Forget about the camera. Just think about how good it feels."
As if to underscore his point, Shabazz takes a good, slow, long drag of his tongue over Nese's opening—Nese pushes down a wince, lowering his head, and exhaling. Maybe the camera wouldn't catch Nese's nervousness. Or at least the editing can help cover it up. Nese takes a stiff breath in and focuses all his energy on relaxing his body, keeping his muscles loose. The camera disappears from his sight, he convinces himself it's just him and Shabazz in the room and it'll be perfect.
"Maybe you're just eager to get started," Shabazz says, looking up from Nese's ass.
Nese rolls over on to his back, resting his head on the pillow. He notices the camera swoop behind Shabazz but his eyes remain focused on the pornstar crawling up toward him.
Shabazz rests on top of him, nibbling on his neck. The wrestler moans out, trying not to be squeamish, but in the process doesn't even feel Shabazz's cock push into him, at least not until he's already halfway in.
"Ohhh..." he belts out, eyes widening, hands pressing down on the pornstar's shoulders. "Fuck..."
Nese remembers to breathe, knowing very well that this video is going to be seen by Murphy and Daivari and the last thing he needs is for himself to look like he's in pain. They'd like that too much. No, he needs this to make them both jealous, to make them want to break up, to want to get together with him, so he can turn them both down.
Shabazz rocks his body slowly as he pins Nese's hands down by his head. The more Shabazz goes the less tense Nese gets. He can tell Nese is in his head, the extra man with the camera probably throwing him off his game. So the pornstar bends down and makes out with him, freeing Nese's hands to rub up and down his back, from his ass to his shoulders.
"That's it, I'm right here," Shabazz whispers.
Shabazz nibbles on Nese's neck some more as he continues his sensual fucking. The wrestler wraps his legs around the top, pulling his body as close to his as possible. Murphy loved it when Nese did this to him when they fucked, and now hugging Shabazz the same way, looking up to the camera Nese can assure envy.
"Yeah... get it in," Nese moans breathlessly.
Shabazz props himself up on his hands and fucks the wrestler faster, still keeping things relatively tame. "Yeah baby, yeah..." Nese smiles with approval. "Feels so good."

Shabazz grins back at him as it seems like Nese is back in the moment, with him. He sits back up on his knees, hands resting on Nese's perfectly sculpted thighs and continues plowing in at his steady pace. His entire length disappears into the wrestler's hole and then drags out to the head making Nese cheer him on, "Yeah, baby, stroke it in there."
Shabazz grabs Nese's ankles and spreads his legs open like a V as he leans back a bit hitting him at a new angle. Nese exhales a deep breath and rests his head in his hands staring at awe of the performer. "Fuck yeah, get it in there."

Shabazz pounds him harder, skin clapping together loud, giving Nese exactly what he asked for. The wrestler takes one hand and strokes his cock, clearly having no regrets with his request. He notices how Shabazz holds his breath as he keeps fucking, really putting on a good show. Nese can't stop grinning, partly because of how fucking good it feels to be filled up by Shabazz, but mostly because he knows how hot it'll look on camera.

Finally Shabazz collapses on top of Nese, kissing him passionately. The wrestler rolls them over, Shabazz's dick still inside him, so the pornstar is on his back and he can ride him cowboy. 

"Yeah," Shabazz giggles eager for this position. "Ride it."

"Fuck yeah," Nese chuckles back, more out of giddiness than nerves. 

Nese presses down on Shabazz's chest as the pornstar holds on to Nese's waist. With a nod, the athlete begins rocking back and forth on the dick. At this point there's no need for them to go soft and slow anymore. The bed shakes with the motion, the men moaning louder, Nese showing off exactly why he's nicknamed the Premier Athlete. And, if that weren't enough, when the camera pans overhead he glances up, staring right into the lens and smiles.
Shabazz cups on to Nese's ass as he thrusts up into him. The cameraman moves in for a tight shot of the long dick pumping in and out of Nese's hole, the men's moans drowning out the sound of their bodies in contact.

"Yeah, baby," Nese whines out confidently.

He adjusts himself so he's squatting over the dick, letting Shabazz control the speed of his fucking. He keeps a rough pace, which the wrestler likes, knowing it'll look even better on camera. He flips his hair back, eyes focused on Shabazz as he feels the camera tilt up his body to his face.

"Uhhhh..." he moans loud, not quite performing, but still timed perfectly for when the camera is on his face.

Nese presses down on Shabazz's shoulders and takes control over, bouncing up and down the full length of the cock. The pornstar licks his lips, sweat beads on his forehead. There's a look in his eyes that Nese is familiar with, that most tops give him, impressed with his stamina. With how much cock he could take. And with one more bounce Shabazz's dick slips out of Nese's hole. 

"Fuck yeah..." Nese says as he leans down and kisses him while grabbing the dick to stuff it back in.

Shabazz can't believe Nese was nervous at the beginning of all this. Now he's got so much confidence and energy it's like a whole new person. He holds Nese to his chest and then stands up to fuck him in the air. Nese wraps his arms around Shabazz's neck as the pornstar bounces him off his cock. He feels the sweat on his head and the heat from his energy and that husky smell. Murphy would hold him and fuck him like this from time to time, more so to show off his strength than out of pleasure, but Shabazz knows how to work him even at this angle that he can deliver.
"Ahhh... ahh..." Nese cries as his hair flaps with the motion.
Shabazz isn't just fucking him, he's impaling him mid air on his dick. The pornstar grunts and pants, trying to show his strength and stamina in this position. It is probably one of his favorite positions, especially when it's with a muscle stud like Nese. Feeling them cling to his body, their faces lined up so he can hear the slightest moan.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Shabazz whispers just for Nese to hear.

When Shabazz finally has enough he sets the Premier Athelte back down on the bed and gives him a kiss, tasting their sweat. The wrestler smirks and then immediately rolls over on his hands and knees.

"Doggy?" Nese asks.

"Sure," Shabazz says already on his knees behind him, trying to keep up with him -- with his energy it's like Nese is some horny twenty something.

Shabazz slides his dick back into the wrestler and pulls him so he's sitting on his knees. He rubs his hands up and down the wrestler's body, feeling every ab, squeezing every muscle on the adonis.

"Ahh yeah," Nese sighs.

He knows Murphy and Daivari will be jealous of any body worship that goes on. How they wish they could have this again. As Nese bounces on the cock he looks directly at the camera with a look that says, "You've had your chance."

Shabazz then pushes Nese forward into the actual doggy position. He pins Nese's head down on to the mattress and thrusts his dick in hard and fast. "Oh yeah..." Nese moans.

At this point Shabazz thinks there's nothing he can do that'll hurt Nese and so he goes hard at him. He can't help but rub those jiggling ass cheeks, feeling them with both his hands as his dick pistons between them. Even though he knows it's being recorded, Shabazz looks down watching his dick drive into Nese's ass so perfectly, nailing him in the prostate. The spot that makes Nese whimper out in a higher pitch. That makes his whole body tremble and quiver. If Nese is screaming out any louder he can't tell, not with how deep he buries the wrestler's face into the mattress. Shabazz grunts more, his balls smacking hard into Nese's ass. 

"Ahhh god yes," Nese looks up to get a breath.

Shabazz pulls him closer as he pounds into him. Nese stays facing down focusing on his breathing and then begins pushing back into the cock. 
"Fuck yeah, you want it," Shabazz smiles.

Nese looks over his shoulders to look him in the eyes as the pornstar keeps the pace. 

"Yeah, yeah, yeah," Nese pants.

Shabazz can feel the end nearing so he collapses on to Nese before rolling on his back for the big finish. "Get on me," Shabazz  says pulling Nese on top of him, legs spread open in the bent spoon position. 

The pornstar pumps his cock up into him and immediately feels Nese's ass clench up. He wraps his arms around Nese's neck, holding him still as to not disturb his rhythm. Nese pants, choking out soft moans as Shabazz goes faster, building up to the grand finale.

Nese's cries out, "Oh fuck," so loud and so intense it's like he's going to cum.

Instead Shabazz holds his dick deep inside him and unloads. Nese's eyes light up as he feels the warm seed fill his insides. He can't help but gyrate a bit, forcing Shabazz to hold him still. And then the pornstar slowly drags his cock out of him, covered in cum, as the camera zooms in to get every detail.

"Holy fuck," Shabazz chuckles as Nese rolls off of him.

Both men lay on the bed staring up at the ceiling. The camera pans across their ripped sweaty bodies as the men pant, trying to catch their breath. 

"And cut, that's a wrap," Shabazz says.

"But, I didn't cum..." Nese worries.

Shabazz gives the cameraman a nod and he heads out of the room leaving the two men in their afterglow. 

"Don't I need to cum?" Nese asks again.

Shabazz reaches for Nese's cock, still hard. He spits in his hand and strokes it slowly as he answers, "Yes, but you don't need to do that on camera."

"Why not?"

"Don't you want to fuck me?"

Nese does a double take. The premier top is now asking him, the Premier Athlete, to top him? 

"Wait, did you think I'm just a top? That's for show. My brand. But when there's no cameras around I can more versatile. How else can someone give dick so good if they've never had it themselves?"

Nese sits back up, surprised to hear this, but happy he'll get the chance to top him. 

"Give me a second..." Shabazz laughs, seeing the hunger in Nese's eyes.

The pornstar sits up and kisses down Nese's neck to his chest, sucking on his pecs.
"Ahhh..." Nese sighs as he recalls how Daivari would love sucking on his tits, almost as much as Nese loved sucking on Murphy's. 

Shabazz moves slowly and deliberately, kissing around Nese's sculpted body finding all of his erogenous zones that cause him to twitch and giggle. Eventually Nese can't take it anymore, "Okay, okay," he pushes Shabazz back. "I thought you wanted me to fuck."

"Oh somebody wants to get straight to business... well not straight... but you know what I mean," Shabazz laughs.

Shabazz lies down on his stomach, flat on the bed, with his ass arched up. Nese crawls on top of him, holding his breath as if he were about to perform some sort of violation. He aims his dick and pushes it between the pornstar's cheeks, piercing into his hole.

"Ahh, fuck..." Shabazz nervously chuckles.

The head slips all the way in, Nese holds it for a second, kissing the back of Shabazz's neck. "You ready?"
 "And waiting..." Shabazz jokes.

Nese quickly builds up momentum with his humping, getting his dick deep into the pornstar's tight hole. Shabazz whines out with each penetration, but only seems to want more. The curve of Nese's dick works wonders for him, rubbing up against his prostate with nearly every thrust. Shabazz's eyes are practically popping out of his head, he can't believe it as Nese grinds over his prostate again and again. Maybe he should have kept the cameraman in here for this, because what Nese is doing to him is magical.

The sounds of flesh slapping against flesh fills the room, a harmony to the cries and groans being let out by both men. Nese wouldn't be surprised if Murphy and Daivari heard them out by the pool.

"Alright," Nese abruptly stops, rolling Shabazz over on his back, taking one of his legs and resting it on his shoulder as he thrusts his cock back in him, resuming his rhythm.

"Ahhh..." Shabazz shudders, reaching up to put a hand on Nese's chest. Not to stop him, no it is just a reflexive reaction. "God..."

Nese proudly smiles, and then to up the ante, bounces his pecs as he continues plowing into Shabazz.

"Fuck me..." Shabazz whines.

Nese leans forward, going harder with his thrusts. He grabs Shabazz's dick with one hand, not surprised to see it dripping on his stomach, and gives it a few strokes. More cries slip out Shabazz's mouth, although Nese is used to seeing so called "tops" become vocal submissives when the opportunity presents itself. 

"Your ass loves my cock, eh?"

"Uh huh," Shabazz nods, unable to choke out another word.

Nese feels the urge to cum, but keeps going, trying to prolong this experience. Shabazz has no problem with that, his hands clenching the bedsheets so tight as jolt after jolt goes up his spine.

Finally Nese can't fight it back anymore."Uhh, I'm gonna cum," he warns.

"Fuck, yeah, make it rain on me," Shabazz says, adjusting himself to be under Nese's cock.

The wrestler strokes his dick faster and faster. "That's it cum for me baby," Shabazz cheers him on.
Nese closes his eyes, the feeling building up inside him until finally the surge flows through him and he unloads on to Shabazz.

"Ahhhh..." he exhales a deep breath, still rubbing his cock hard. 

The cum splatters on Shabazz's chest making the pornstar moan out in delight. He wipes some on his fingers and feeds it to himself, savoring the taste of Nese.

"Whew..." Nese controls his breathing and frees up his dick. "Wow..."

"I knew you had it in you," Shabazz jokes.

Nese flips his hair out of his face, his sweat makes his body glisten as though it were baby oil. He remains sitting on his knees, hands on his thighs. Shabazz playfully tugs Nese on top of him, drawing him down for a kiss. Nese's confidence feels boosted by Shabazz's affection. He only now realizes his breakup with Daivari dealt a blow to his ego, and then when Daivari got with his other ex, Murphy, it made him question if there was something wrong with him. But now with Shabazz hugging him so tight, not wanting to let go, he realizes he's not the problem. 

He doesn't intend to stay much longer as he hopes Murphy and Daivari are still in the hot tub when they see him walk on by from Shabazz's apartment. But the pornstar squeezes him tight, his warmth a comforting blanket and soon Nese closes his eyes and falls asleep. 

When Nese wakes up he doesn't know what time it is. Shabazz has his arm across him, still asleep so he's no help. The sun's still out, albeit much lower. Nese slides out from under him and grabs his swimsuit putting it back on. Once he's out the door, Nese checks his phone and is surprised to find it's still mid afternoon. But even more surprising is he has notifications than he can count. 

The video has already been edited and posted.

"Shit," Nese rubs his head. He had thought he'd have some time to prepare for the release, at least a day or two to tease Murphy and Daivari about it, extending the jealousy as long as possible.

He clicks on a preview of it and sees sure enough it's as hot from the camera's angle as it was for him. And all the comments are praising either Nese's performance or his physique. He smirks, "That'll teach them."

He heads over to his apartment, cutting across the pool when he sees Murphy and Daivari, still in their spot in the hot tub.

"Tony," Murphy calls out.

Nese stops. He can tell from that one word Murphy has undoubtedly seen the video. "Yes?"

Daivari stands up, naked, "Don't you want to join us?"

Nese tries to hide his confusion. He just made the hottest sex video to ever hit the internet to make his exes jealous and now they wanted him to join them in the hot tub? "Huh?"

Murphy stands up now too, also naked. "Come on..."

"You're both jealous about my video and now you want me back?"

Daivari and Murphy exchange looks. Murphy elects himself to speak, "Well of course we are jealous, the video is fucking hot, mate. But we've been trying to get you to join us for weeks."

"Why do you think we've been having sex in front of you as much as possible?" Daivari explains.

"Huh?"

Nese couldn't believe it. It couldn't be true. Daivari left him for Murphy, and now they're trying to rewrite history and make it seem like they were looking to be a trouple all along?

"Listen, I know things with us ended abruptly," Daivari takes both of Nese's hands into his. "But once Buddy and I started getting together, as amazing as it is, we realized we were missing a piece to really bring us together."

"And that piece is you." Murphy drapes each of his arms over Nese and Daivari. 

"So what do you say?" Daivari puts his hand on Nese's chest, his heart.

Nese stares at the two men in front of him, seemingly sincere in their request. Nese pulls the two men toward him for a threeway kiss. In this moment everything feels right.

"Move over."

Nese squeezes between the two men as they sit back down in the hot tub. He puts his arms around both of them, getting more than he wanted -- which was fine by him.

Really there's no choice between these two, or pretty much anyone and Nese -- it's always going to be this perfectly sculpted hunk.