Guevara climbs off the turnbuckles and strips off his vest, staring across at his Swedish opponent looking sexy in a singlet. The pornstar couldn't look hotter, but it's Brand's hungry smile that Guevara is hesitant about. Guevara takes a breath, thinking about what brought them both to this very ring. It wasn't even a week ago when he recognized Brand at a bar, and then thanks to some alcoholic courage, approached the pornstar inquiring about hooking up. Brand was only interested if he could shoot a video of it, something that would certainly derail the rising star's career. Guevara didn't even think to ask about wearing a mask or blurring his face, he was too stung by the rejection. But then Brand offered him a compromise -- they would fuck if Guevara agreed to a televised match with him. Lured by the thought of getting to tap that muscle daddy's ass Guevara readily agreed -- but now seeing that grin and mischievous look in Brand's eyes Guevara realizes he might not have thought this all through. And with the ringing of the bell to signal the start of the match, it's too late now...
Brand and Guevara circle around a few times until Brand makes the first move. He gets the wrestler in a reverse waist lock, wrapping his arms around him tight. He pulls Guevara towards him, the wrestler's ass to his groin, repeating the humping motion as Guevara panics and reaches for the ropes. Finally Brand lifts him up and hits a german suplex. Guevara crawls away, now realizing what Brand's smile was all about.
Brand and Guevara circle around a few times until Brand makes the first move. He gets the wrestler in a reverse waist lock, wrapping his arms around him tight. He pulls Guevara towards him, the wrestler's ass to his groin, repeating the humping motion as Guevara panics and reaches for the ropes. Finally Brand lifts him up and hits a german suplex. Guevara crawls away, now realizing what Brand's smile was all about.
Brand follows him and picks Guevara up by his hair and then wraps his arms so he can lift him up and slam him on his knee with a backbreaker. He then holds him there, one hand on his chin the other on Guevara's thigh, stretching him out.
"Ahhhh..." the wrestler moans out in pain.
"How do you like that, boy?" Brand taunts.
He then releases his hand from Guevara's chin, massaging down the wrestler's body to his groin, where he gives it a playful squeeze. Guevara squirms free, crawling away from the sexual touching, but Brand reaches and grabs the back of his trunks, pulling them down, revealing the athlete's bare ass. He then lifts him back up and hits an atomic drop. Guevara hops forward holding his ass. Brand grabs at him and scoops him up with a big powerslam. Guevara rubs his back, pulling his trunks back up as Brand towers over him, taunting him by flexing his biceps. Guevara closes his eyes and waits for Brand to reach down to pick him up. And when he does Guevara
surprises him by rolling Brand up in a small package -- one, two -- Brand kicks out.
"Ahhhh..." the wrestler moans out in pain.
"How do you like that, boy?" Brand taunts.
He then releases his hand from Guevara's chin, massaging down the wrestler's body to his groin, where he gives it a playful squeeze. Guevara squirms free, crawling away from the sexual touching, but Brand reaches and grabs the back of his trunks, pulling them down, revealing the athlete's bare ass. He then lifts him back up and hits an atomic drop. Guevara hops forward holding his ass. Brand grabs at him and scoops him up with a big powerslam. Guevara rubs his back, pulling his trunks back up as Brand towers over him, taunting him by flexing his biceps. Guevara closes his eyes and waits for Brand to reach down to pick him up. And when he does Guevara
surprises him by rolling Brand up in a small package -- one, two -- Brand kicks out.
Guevara hurries back to his feet, but Brand is quickly upright as well.
"Don't think you can end this so soon," Brand warns.
"Then quit messing around, and wrestle," Guevara shoots back.
They lock up again, this time Guevara gets Brand in a wrist lock. He spins around his opponent and gets him in a waist lock. But Brand twerks his ass back into Guevara.
"Is this what you want?"
Guevara releases the hold and sledgehammers both fists down on Brand's back making him fall on to his knees in a scream of pain.
"This is what I want."
Guevara steps out on the other side of the ropes and when Brand stands up the wrestler springboard over them and grabs Brand's head, hitting a cutter.
The ring quakes upon impact and Guevara rolls the pornstar over for the cover hoping to end this -- one, two -- Brand punches out.
Guevara sits on his knees looked shocked that he didn't get the three-count. He wipes his hair back and stands up, grabbing Brand, but the Swede punches him a couple times and then hits a knee to the gut. He then tugs Guevara's trunks tight as he hoists him up with a big delayed suplex. When he slams him down Brand jumps back on to his feet, pumped up. He rips off the straps of his singlet showing off his beautiful chest with an enthused roar.
Guevara slowly gets on to his knees as Brand turns his sight back to him. He grabs Guevara by the back of his head and brings him to the corner, slamming him face-first into the turnbuckle. Guevara spins around to keep that from happening again, but exposes him to Brand's boots, which kick him in the gut, stuffing down into the corner. Brand then takes a few steps back and runs at him, slamming his ass down on Guevara's chest and groin in his face with a rowdy bronco buster. Brand stays sitting on Guevara and gyrates his hips to get his package right up into the wrestler's face.
"Don't think you can end this so soon," Brand warns.
"Then quit messing around, and wrestle," Guevara shoots back.
They lock up again, this time Guevara gets Brand in a wrist lock. He spins around his opponent and gets him in a waist lock. But Brand twerks his ass back into Guevara.
"Is this what you want?"
Guevara releases the hold and sledgehammers both fists down on Brand's back making him fall on to his knees in a scream of pain.
"This is what I want."
Guevara steps out on the other side of the ropes and when Brand stands up the wrestler springboard over them and grabs Brand's head, hitting a cutter.
The ring quakes upon impact and Guevara rolls the pornstar over for the cover hoping to end this -- one, two -- Brand punches out.
Guevara sits on his knees looked shocked that he didn't get the three-count. He wipes his hair back and stands up, grabbing Brand, but the Swede punches him a couple times and then hits a knee to the gut. He then tugs Guevara's trunks tight as he hoists him up with a big delayed suplex. When he slams him down Brand jumps back on to his feet, pumped up. He rips off the straps of his singlet showing off his beautiful chest with an enthused roar.
Guevara slowly gets on to his knees as Brand turns his sight back to him. He grabs Guevara by the back of his head and brings him to the corner, slamming him face-first into the turnbuckle. Guevara spins around to keep that from happening again, but exposes him to Brand's boots, which kick him in the gut, stuffing down into the corner. Brand then takes a few steps back and runs at him, slamming his ass down on Guevara's chest and groin in his face with a rowdy bronco buster. Brand stays sitting on Guevara and gyrates his hips to get his package right up into the wrestler's face.
"You like going for that ride?" Brand laughs as Guevara pushes him back.
The wrestler gasps for air, happy that Brand steps away to give him some space. But the pornstar pulls his singlet down, exposing his own ass and marches back and gives Guevara a stinkface, rubbing his ass hard against him -- feeling Guevara's lips on it.
Guevara is undoubtedly turned on by all of Brand's antics -- the pornstar is even more frisky than he imagined -- but he'd rather save it for the privacy of the bedroom than in front of all the fans. Brand steps away from the corner, tugging his singlet back up and then comes back to grab Guevara, getting him out of the corner and on his feet. He wipes Guevara into the ropes, the wrestler rebounds back, ducking a swinging punch, then bounces back again and hits with a high knee to Brand's face. The pornstar wobbles back, waving both arms to stay on his feet. Guevara goes over and bends down, lifting him up in a fireman's carry. He turns red, Brand is heavier than he thought he was, but he manages to get him to the center of the ring where he squats down and hits a Samoan drop. He rolls Brand over and pins him down. One. Two -- Brand's foot reaches the bottom rope breaking the count.
"Fuck..." Guevara can't hide his frustration.
"Soon," Brand winks at him.
Guevara shakes his head, this is his career. He picks Brand up and whips him into the ropes. Brand comes running back straight into Guevara's dropkick. Brand scrambles back to his feet, right into Guevara's superkick, that knocks him flat out on his back. The wrestler then hurries to the corner, climbing to the top turnbuckle hoping to finish things off. He raises both hands and sticks out his tongue and leaps with a shooting star press, but Brand rolls away in time. Guevara lands hard, holding his stomach in pain, hating himself for not doing more damage to Brand first.
The pornstar gets up and grabs Guevara, "Play time is over."
He lifts the wrestler high up and slams him down with a powerbomb. He then picks up Guevara again and wraps his arms around him in a bear hug. The wrestler screams out "Nooo..." but he doesn't have the strength to fight back. He feels the air slipping away, his head going woozy.
"That's it, take a nice nap."
Guevara can't go out like this. He punches at Brand's head, again, and again. Finally the pornstar releases him, but Guevara can barely stand upright. Brand grabs him by the neck and hits a big chokeslam, like he's going to send him through the ring. Brand then climbs on top of Guevara, pulling both his legs up as the ref counts out, "One, two, three!"
And with that the bell rings, Brand getting more than he wanted with the victory. Guevara rolls away and limps to the back, regretting the deal he made.
The wrestler gasps for air, happy that Brand steps away to give him some space. But the pornstar pulls his singlet down, exposing his own ass and marches back and gives Guevara a stinkface, rubbing his ass hard against him -- feeling Guevara's lips on it.
Guevara is undoubtedly turned on by all of Brand's antics -- the pornstar is even more frisky than he imagined -- but he'd rather save it for the privacy of the bedroom than in front of all the fans. Brand steps away from the corner, tugging his singlet back up and then comes back to grab Guevara, getting him out of the corner and on his feet. He wipes Guevara into the ropes, the wrestler rebounds back, ducking a swinging punch, then bounces back again and hits with a high knee to Brand's face. The pornstar wobbles back, waving both arms to stay on his feet. Guevara goes over and bends down, lifting him up in a fireman's carry. He turns red, Brand is heavier than he thought he was, but he manages to get him to the center of the ring where he squats down and hits a Samoan drop. He rolls Brand over and pins him down. One. Two -- Brand's foot reaches the bottom rope breaking the count.
"Fuck..." Guevara can't hide his frustration.
"Soon," Brand winks at him.
Guevara shakes his head, this is his career. He picks Brand up and whips him into the ropes. Brand comes running back straight into Guevara's dropkick. Brand scrambles back to his feet, right into Guevara's superkick, that knocks him flat out on his back. The wrestler then hurries to the corner, climbing to the top turnbuckle hoping to finish things off. He raises both hands and sticks out his tongue and leaps with a shooting star press, but Brand rolls away in time. Guevara lands hard, holding his stomach in pain, hating himself for not doing more damage to Brand first.
The pornstar gets up and grabs Guevara, "Play time is over."
He lifts the wrestler high up and slams him down with a powerbomb. He then picks up Guevara again and wraps his arms around him in a bear hug. The wrestler screams out "Nooo..." but he doesn't have the strength to fight back. He feels the air slipping away, his head going woozy.
"That's it, take a nice nap."
Guevara can't go out like this. He punches at Brand's head, again, and again. Finally the pornstar releases him, but Guevara can barely stand upright. Brand grabs him by the neck and hits a big chokeslam, like he's going to send him through the ring. Brand then climbs on top of Guevara, pulling both his legs up as the ref counts out, "One, two, three!"
And with that the bell rings, Brand getting more than he wanted with the victory. Guevara rolls away and limps to the back, regretting the deal he made.
Guevara can't wait to leave the arena and get back to his hotel room. He doesn't dwell on the humiliation he faced during the match, rather he focuses his energy on his impending hook up with Brand. While showering himself thoroughly he recalls some of Brand's scenes which he seems to have all memorized from jacking off to them so frequently. When he rubs lotion all over his body ensuring his skin is its softest, he plans out the positions that they'll do, getting hard at the lustful thoughts racing through his head.
Knock knock!
Guevara hurries on to the bed, naked, lying on his side with his championship belt positioned over his groin and calls out, "Come in..."
Brand doesn't know what to expect when he walks into the room. The match fulfilled him much more than he thought it would, so sex seems like the cherry on top of a sundae -- and he is ready to taste Guevara's cherry. Then he sees the wrestler naked on the bed with a cocky smile on his face.
"I've been waiting for you..."
Brand realizes immediately that they're going to cut to the chase and get right to business, which he readily agreed with. He rips off his tank top and slides off his shorts, casually revealing his naked body for the wrestler.
"Now that's what I like to see..." Guevara says, flicking his tongue out.
Brand crawls on the bed and reaches to move Guevara's belt.
"Uh uh uh," Guevara slaps his hand away. "You have to earn the belt."
"I pinned you, didn't I?" Brand retorts.
"That was a non-title match," Guevara says standing up. "But I'll give you another shot."
The wrestler struts over to the outdoor balcony, his ass not covered by any part of the belt. He leans against the railing, pushing his ass out to make it obvious what he wants Brand to do.
"Gladly," Brand rubs his hands together following him to the sun soaked ledge.
He puts both palms on the wrestler's ass and plays with the cheeks, impressed at how smooth and thick they feel. The perks of youth. He pries them apart and then ferociously licks away at the tight hole, eager to devour the wrestler.
"Oh yes, I've been dreaming of this," Guevara sighs. "Give it to me..."
He feels Brand's tongue flick deeper inside him and shakes, nearly losing his balance. If he didn't know Brand was a pornstar, he definitely would have figured it out as a result of this rim job. The seasoned actor knows his way around the ass, where to lick, how to move it, when he should stop teasing, and what made his partner moan uncontrollably.
Guevara hurries on to the bed, naked, lying on his side with his championship belt positioned over his groin and calls out, "Come in..."
Brand doesn't know what to expect when he walks into the room. The match fulfilled him much more than he thought it would, so sex seems like the cherry on top of a sundae -- and he is ready to taste Guevara's cherry. Then he sees the wrestler naked on the bed with a cocky smile on his face.
"I've been waiting for you..."
Brand realizes immediately that they're going to cut to the chase and get right to business, which he readily agreed with. He rips off his tank top and slides off his shorts, casually revealing his naked body for the wrestler.
"Now that's what I like to see..." Guevara says, flicking his tongue out.
Brand crawls on the bed and reaches to move Guevara's belt.
"Uh uh uh," Guevara slaps his hand away. "You have to earn the belt."
"I pinned you, didn't I?" Brand retorts.
"That was a non-title match," Guevara says standing up. "But I'll give you another shot."
The wrestler struts over to the outdoor balcony, his ass not covered by any part of the belt. He leans against the railing, pushing his ass out to make it obvious what he wants Brand to do.
"Gladly," Brand rubs his hands together following him to the sun soaked ledge.
He puts both palms on the wrestler's ass and plays with the cheeks, impressed at how smooth and thick they feel. The perks of youth. He pries them apart and then ferociously licks away at the tight hole, eager to devour the wrestler.
"Oh yes, I've been dreaming of this," Guevara sighs. "Give it to me..."
He feels Brand's tongue flick deeper inside him and shakes, nearly losing his balance. If he didn't know Brand was a pornstar, he definitely would have figured it out as a result of this rim job. The seasoned actor knows his way around the ass, where to lick, how to move it, when he should stop teasing, and what made his partner moan uncontrollably.
When Brand's finally finished Guevara grips onto the railing with both hands ready for the pornstar to enter him.
"Ughhhh..." he feels Brand push in, the burst of warm filling him up. This is the moment he's been waiting for, finally here. "Yeah..." he laughs, almost still in disbelief.
Brand starts with a steady pace, controlled but still hard enough to give the younger man's body a nice jolt with each penetration.
"Yeah, fuck..." Guevara smiles.
Brand is a workhorse, pumping his cock into him endlessly. Guevara finds it hard to stay still, even after Brand puts both hands on Guevara's shoulders.
"Ohhh ohhh," Guevara whimpers, his dick would be flailing if it were not pressed up against his championship belt.
Brand pulls Guevara upright, wrapping his arms around his body as he kisses down his neck while grinding into him.
"Ahhhh..." Guevara shivers, fearing he's going to cum right then and there and turn this fantasy into a nightmare.
But before he utter his concern, Brand shoves him forward, bent over again and resumes his thrusting. The more he goes, the rougher Brand gets, smacking Guevara's ass, enjoying the sounds of his cock stretching him out. “Fuck, Tomas, that feels so fucking… yes! Right there!”
Brand nails him harder, his face turning red, it's amazing the belt hasn't fallen off of Guevara from how rough they're going. But eventually it's Guevara who falls to his knees first all while Brand continues to nail him.
"Ah yeahh, ahhh..." Guevara grips the bottom railing of the balcony. "Don't stop!"
"Oh yeah, fuck me," Brand's voice is full of excitement.
He pounds down into the ass, sinking Guevara lower to the ground, moaning in delight. He knows not to use all his energy up right away, not with the sun beating down on them and that tight ass to take. He wipes some sweat off his brow and grips Guevara's shoulders to give it to him rougher.
"Yeah, fuck..." Guevara smiles.
Brand is a workhorse, pumping his cock into him endlessly. Guevara finds it hard to stay still, even after Brand puts both hands on Guevara's shoulders.
"Ohhh ohhh," Guevara whimpers, his dick would be flailing if it were not pressed up against his championship belt.
Brand pulls Guevara upright, wrapping his arms around his body as he kisses down his neck while grinding into him.
"Ahhhh..." Guevara shivers, fearing he's going to cum right then and there and turn this fantasy into a nightmare.
But before he utter his concern, Brand shoves him forward, bent over again and resumes his thrusting. The more he goes, the rougher Brand gets, smacking Guevara's ass, enjoying the sounds of his cock stretching him out. “Fuck, Tomas, that feels so fucking… yes! Right there!”
Brand nails him harder, his face turning red, it's amazing the belt hasn't fallen off of Guevara from how rough they're going. But eventually it's Guevara who falls to his knees first all while Brand continues to nail him.
"Ah yeahh, ahhh..." Guevara grips the bottom railing of the balcony. "Don't stop!"
"Oh yeah, fuck me," Brand's voice is full of excitement.
He pounds down into the ass, sinking Guevara lower to the ground, moaning in delight. He knows not to use all his energy up right away, not with the sun beating down on them and that tight ass to take. He wipes some sweat off his brow and grips Guevara's shoulders to give it to him rougher.
"Ohhh, Tomas..." Guevara's voice vibrates from all the fucking.
"UHHH UHHH UHH!" Brand grunts louder, throwing his body into it, surprised that Guevara's tight ass can take it all.
"Hahaha, yeah that's what I like," Guevara laughs as Brand pauses for a quick second.
"Yeah? How about this?" Brand pushes his dick all the way in, until his balls are rubbing against Guevara.
"UHHH UHHH UHH!" Brand grunts louder, throwing his body into it, surprised that Guevara's tight ass can take it all.
"Hahaha, yeah that's what I like," Guevara laughs as Brand pauses for a quick second.
"Yeah? How about this?" Brand pushes his dick all the way in, until his balls are rubbing against Guevara.
The wrestler shrieks out, "AHHHAHAHA!"
Brand is unsure if it's pain or pleasure, or a mixture of both. He doesn't hear Guevara telling him to stop, so he pushes all the way in again, holding it for a couple seconds then drags it back, only to repeat the motion again and again.
"AHHH!" Guevara yells out each time.
Brand slaps both of Guevara's ass cheeks as he resumes fucking him with a smooth and steady pace.
"Uhhh, ahhh..." Guevara moans softer now, his fist pounding the ground.
"Uhh uhh, ohhh..." Brand sighs now with each quick penetration.
Guevara could listen to Brand moaning all night long -- and hopes he'll get the chance to. He reaches under the belt and strokes his own cock in unison to Brand's fucking, listening to the noises he makes.
Eventually Brand's dick pops out from all the fucking, which the pornstar takes as a sign to move on to a new position. Guevara sits on his knees and turns to face him, a little embarrassed to be looking up at him after all the noises he had been making. But Brand shows no signs of judgment, and instead leans forward kissing Guevara, and then slowly pulls him up to his feet, still locking lips.
"Fuck--" Guevara is speechless, Brand truly is as amazing as he appears on camera. "I guess you've earned the belt."
Guevara snaps it off, letting it drop to the ground. Brand brushes it to the side with his foot, uninterested in anything but the young stud in front of him. Brand strokes Guevara's freed cock, glancing down to see it in all its glory. Impressed, he then steps forward to the edge of the balcony, squatting a bit as he arches his back so his big ass points out for the wrestler. Without hesitation Guevara thrusts his dick in deep and pulls it all the way out. Then he does it again. And again. Grunting louder with each of Brand's moans.
"You like that cock eh?" Guevara sticks his tongue out.
"Oh yeah, push it in."
Finally Guevara wraps both hands around on Brand's stomach, holding him in position and thrusts his cock into the meaty pornstar without pulling all the way out. He feels Brand clench on to it, fucking so tight. Guevara then snaps his hips, pumping his dick back and forth. The smooth, steady fucking sends shivers down Brand's back.
"Ah, oh, fuck..." Brand gasps, his mouth wide open.
Brand grips the balcony railing tight as Guevara holds on to his sides above his waist, jackhammering his cock into him. The wrestler can't believe how tight the muscle daddy is. It's better than he could have imagined.
"Mmm... mmm... ah fuck," Brand closes his eyes, the feeling is so intense.
"Ha ha, yeah..." Guevara slaps both his hands on Brand's cheeks, still pounding away at him.
"Oh fuck baby," Brand chokes out.
The wrestler leans back, angling his dick up more, making Brand gasp again. The pornstar turns back to look at him, amazed at his talent. Guevara smiles puts both hands behind his head as he grinds into him.
"Oh Sammy... You like that ass? Oh, give it to me again."
The wrestler loves hearing his name out of Brand's lips. He puts one hand on his shoulder ready to speed things up again.
"Yeah, fuck," Brand nods as the dick thrusts in and out of him at a rapid pace.
Guevara holds his breath and keeps pounding, listening to the pleasing sound of their skin slapping together. And then with one last thrust his dick pops out.
"Oh..." Brand sighs, catching his breath.
Instead of putting it back in, Guevara steps back taking a breath. Brand stands back upright and turns around, planting a kiss on his lips. "Oh, that was so good."
The heads of their dicks brush up against each other as they makeout some more, gradually stepping back into the hotel room.
Brand is unsure if it's pain or pleasure, or a mixture of both. He doesn't hear Guevara telling him to stop, so he pushes all the way in again, holding it for a couple seconds then drags it back, only to repeat the motion again and again.
"AHHH!" Guevara yells out each time.
Brand slaps both of Guevara's ass cheeks as he resumes fucking him with a smooth and steady pace.
"Uhhh, ahhh..." Guevara moans softer now, his fist pounding the ground.
"Uhh uhh, ohhh..." Brand sighs now with each quick penetration.
Guevara could listen to Brand moaning all night long -- and hopes he'll get the chance to. He reaches under the belt and strokes his own cock in unison to Brand's fucking, listening to the noises he makes.
Eventually Brand's dick pops out from all the fucking, which the pornstar takes as a sign to move on to a new position. Guevara sits on his knees and turns to face him, a little embarrassed to be looking up at him after all the noises he had been making. But Brand shows no signs of judgment, and instead leans forward kissing Guevara, and then slowly pulls him up to his feet, still locking lips.
"Fuck--" Guevara is speechless, Brand truly is as amazing as he appears on camera. "I guess you've earned the belt."
Guevara snaps it off, letting it drop to the ground. Brand brushes it to the side with his foot, uninterested in anything but the young stud in front of him. Brand strokes Guevara's freed cock, glancing down to see it in all its glory. Impressed, he then steps forward to the edge of the balcony, squatting a bit as he arches his back so his big ass points out for the wrestler. Without hesitation Guevara thrusts his dick in deep and pulls it all the way out. Then he does it again. And again. Grunting louder with each of Brand's moans.
"You like that cock eh?" Guevara sticks his tongue out.
"Oh yeah, push it in."
Finally Guevara wraps both hands around on Brand's stomach, holding him in position and thrusts his cock into the meaty pornstar without pulling all the way out. He feels Brand clench on to it, fucking so tight. Guevara then snaps his hips, pumping his dick back and forth. The smooth, steady fucking sends shivers down Brand's back.
"Ah, oh, fuck..." Brand gasps, his mouth wide open.
Brand grips the balcony railing tight as Guevara holds on to his sides above his waist, jackhammering his cock into him. The wrestler can't believe how tight the muscle daddy is. It's better than he could have imagined.
"Mmm... mmm... ah fuck," Brand closes his eyes, the feeling is so intense.
"Ha ha, yeah..." Guevara slaps both his hands on Brand's cheeks, still pounding away at him.
"Oh fuck baby," Brand chokes out.
The wrestler leans back, angling his dick up more, making Brand gasp again. The pornstar turns back to look at him, amazed at his talent. Guevara smiles puts both hands behind his head as he grinds into him.
"Oh Sammy... You like that ass? Oh, give it to me again."
The wrestler loves hearing his name out of Brand's lips. He puts one hand on his shoulder ready to speed things up again.
"Yeah, fuck," Brand nods as the dick thrusts in and out of him at a rapid pace.
Guevara holds his breath and keeps pounding, listening to the pleasing sound of their skin slapping together. And then with one last thrust his dick pops out.
"Oh..." Brand sighs, catching his breath.
Instead of putting it back in, Guevara steps back taking a breath. Brand stands back upright and turns around, planting a kiss on his lips. "Oh, that was so good."
The heads of their dicks brush up against each other as they makeout some more, gradually stepping back into the hotel room.
Brand rolls onto the bed, lying on his back, holding one leg up to his shoulder. Guevara follows his lead, sticking his head down to Brand's ass and blowing softly in his hole.
"Ahhh..." Brand shudders.
Guevara licks a stripe across the hole and keeps going up to Brand's shaved balls, up the bottom of his shaft to his head. He holds his tongue on the head and lowers his mouth, squeezing it in his mouth. And then he goes at it, making sure to keep eye contact as he downs his length, circling his head. "Tastes so good," Guevara smacks his lips after catching his breath.
He then parts his lips and goes down Brand's length. He's amazed at the huge cock, large and long in size -- not that he should be, he's seen it in clip after clip so many times. At first he struggles to take it all in, but he learns as the time goes on, easily sucking on his length. Brand, a silent and strong man, keeps a low groan as he ruffles the wrestler's hair, encouraging him to have his way. Guevara loves the feeling of Brand's fingers threading through his hair. He begins bobbing his head up and down, going faster, rubbing Brand's balls, trying to last, all while sounds of gagging that make Brand grunt.
Guevara pulls back, gasping for air, a string of saliva dangles from his lips. He sticks his tongue out and laps it up and then dives back down for Brand's hole. He presses his lips right against it, puckering up and kissing it.
"Ohhhh..." Brand becomes louder with the anal play.
That tongue of Guevara's that he loved to stick out at everyone is now lapping at his hole languidly, tip sliding slowly from one area of muscle to another. And it's perfect. To conclude Guevara swirls his tongue around the hole and then spits at it, watching the saliva drip out. "You ready Daddy?"
"Yeah..." Brand nods enthusiastically.
"Ahhh..." Brand shudders.
Guevara licks a stripe across the hole and keeps going up to Brand's shaved balls, up the bottom of his shaft to his head. He holds his tongue on the head and lowers his mouth, squeezing it in his mouth. And then he goes at it, making sure to keep eye contact as he downs his length, circling his head. "Tastes so good," Guevara smacks his lips after catching his breath.
He then parts his lips and goes down Brand's length. He's amazed at the huge cock, large and long in size -- not that he should be, he's seen it in clip after clip so many times. At first he struggles to take it all in, but he learns as the time goes on, easily sucking on his length. Brand, a silent and strong man, keeps a low groan as he ruffles the wrestler's hair, encouraging him to have his way. Guevara loves the feeling of Brand's fingers threading through his hair. He begins bobbing his head up and down, going faster, rubbing Brand's balls, trying to last, all while sounds of gagging that make Brand grunt.
Guevara pulls back, gasping for air, a string of saliva dangles from his lips. He sticks his tongue out and laps it up and then dives back down for Brand's hole. He presses his lips right against it, puckering up and kissing it.
"Ohhhh..." Brand becomes louder with the anal play.
That tongue of Guevara's that he loved to stick out at everyone is now lapping at his hole languidly, tip sliding slowly from one area of muscle to another. And it's perfect. To conclude Guevara swirls his tongue around the hole and then spits at it, watching the saliva drip out. "You ready Daddy?"
"Yeah..." Brand nods enthusiastically.
Guevara holds on to Brand's leg that is spread open and pushes his head into him. Guevara can't believe how loud Brand moans once he's sheathed inside. He's seen so many clips of Brand being fucked, why is he acting all tight for him? Plus he just fucked him outside for at least fifteen minutes. “Good?” Guevara checks.
Brand nods, and so Guevara cautiously begins to thrust in and out slowly. He closes his eyes trying to keep ahold of how exactly he feels in the moment. And once he's in the zone he opens them again watching Brand's facial expression as he plows into him faster.
“You are so tight for me,” Guevara whispers.
"Ohhhh..." Brand coos with the increased speed.
Brand admires the young stud's body as he rocks it towards him. The wrestler's dick feels beyond satisfying. His feels it in his body, a combination of the heat in his lower stomach that he is familiar with and a new sensation further south that has his pulse racing like never before. He can see why he's a champion.
“Yeah...” Brand assures Guevara to keep nailing him just like that. "Sammy..."
Hearing his name coming out of Brand's lips keeps Guevara going. He holds Brand's foot up to his mouth, sucking on it as he fucks.
"Yeah, yeah, oh yeah," Brand jerks his cock faster as Guevara increases his pace.
Brand nods, and so Guevara cautiously begins to thrust in and out slowly. He closes his eyes trying to keep ahold of how exactly he feels in the moment. And once he's in the zone he opens them again watching Brand's facial expression as he plows into him faster.
“You are so tight for me,” Guevara whispers.
"Ohhhh..." Brand coos with the increased speed.
Brand admires the young stud's body as he rocks it towards him. The wrestler's dick feels beyond satisfying. His feels it in his body, a combination of the heat in his lower stomach that he is familiar with and a new sensation further south that has his pulse racing like never before. He can see why he's a champion.
“Yeah...” Brand assures Guevara to keep nailing him just like that. "Sammy..."
Hearing his name coming out of Brand's lips keeps Guevara going. He holds Brand's foot up to his mouth, sucking on it as he fucks.
"Yeah, yeah, oh yeah," Brand jerks his cock faster as Guevara increases his pace.
Guevara leans forward holding his face an inch away from Brand's, looking at him directly in the eyes. Neither man can look away from the other for a good minute. Guevara blinks first, going in for a kiss. He then leans down and sucks on Brand's pec.
"Ohhhh!" Apparently daddy likes that.
Guevara uses his tongue now, licking at the nipple. Brand closes his eyes, so turned on he can't believe it.
"You like my dick don't you?"
"Yeah... ohhh... yeah..." And then after another thrust, Brand tilts his head back, "Oh fuck!"
Guevara smiles proudly.
"You gonna come in me?" Brand asks.
Guevara shakes his head, "I want you to finish me off..."
Brand isn't sure what Guevara means, but the wrestler drops his leg and crawls on top of Brand and he figures it out pretty quickly. Guevara uses one hand to guide Brand's dick back into him, his excitement contagious enough to give Brand the energy to finish strong.
"Give it to me good."
Guevara presses his hands on Brand's chest, scrunching his eyes as he adjusts to the dick inside him.
"Oh fuck, you're so big," Guevara whispers as he exhales.
Brand smiles up at him, "You feel so good."
Guevara bounces up and down, riding the full length of Brand's cock, finding it much easier to take it all this way than when he was on his feet."Ohhhh!" Apparently daddy likes that.
Guevara uses his tongue now, licking at the nipple. Brand closes his eyes, so turned on he can't believe it.
"You like my dick don't you?"
"Yeah... ohhh... yeah..." And then after another thrust, Brand tilts his head back, "Oh fuck!"
Guevara smiles proudly.
"You gonna come in me?" Brand asks.
Guevara shakes his head, "I want you to finish me off..."
Brand isn't sure what Guevara means, but the wrestler drops his leg and crawls on top of Brand and he figures it out pretty quickly. Guevara uses one hand to guide Brand's dick back into him, his excitement contagious enough to give Brand the energy to finish strong.
"Give it to me good."
Guevara presses his hands on Brand's chest, scrunching his eyes as he adjusts to the dick inside him.
"Oh fuck, you're so big," Guevara whispers as he exhales.
Brand smiles up at him, "You feel so good."
"Uhhhh..." Brand rubs his hand up Guevara's stomach, holding it on his chest.
Guevara clasps it with his hand, using his other hand to brush back his flopping hair.
“Fuuuck!” Guevara throws his head back the deeper Brand reaches inside him.
His tight ass clenches around the thick cock, and yet the wrestler can't quit moaning. He looks down at Brand, watching as his own cock slides between his chest leaving a trail of precum. He presses down on his chest, squeezing the muscle as Brand holds his waist and thrusts fast and rough up into him.
"Ah ah ah ah aha..." Guevara's voice shakes with the pounding.
"Ah ah ah ah aha..." Guevara's voice shakes with the pounding.
Brand can see it in Guevara's smile that he likes it rough. Considering Guevara gave him the match of his dreams he feels like he owes him a good ending. He rolls them over, folding Guevara in half as he plows down into him. Every time his length slams in Guevara curses for more, confirming he likes it quick and dirty. And now it seems that Brand has found the wrestler's sweet spot and so he keeps ramming his cock into it.
“Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck!” Guevara's voice gets higher, signaling an end is near.
He tries to close his eyes, but every slam into his prostate widens them. Brand doesn't let up, still going faster than ever and then he reaches his hand forward to grab Guevara's lean, throbbing cock, jerking it to completion for him.
"Tomassssss... ahhhhh," Guevara cries out while his semen squirts out on to his chest and stomach.
Brand keeps jerking him amazed at the load Guevara's shooting. Then he grunts loudly, announcing his climax while his semen pours out in the wrestler's tight ass.
"Uhhhhh!"
When he finishes he leans forward and plants a sweet kiss on Guevara's lips. The wrestler pants and whimpers, still lost in his bliss. Brand pulls out of him and Guevara's legs tremble, "Tomas..."
He tries to close his eyes, but every slam into his prostate widens them. Brand doesn't let up, still going faster than ever and then he reaches his hand forward to grab Guevara's lean, throbbing cock, jerking it to completion for him.
"Tomassssss... ahhhhh," Guevara cries out while his semen squirts out on to his chest and stomach.
Brand keeps jerking him amazed at the load Guevara's shooting. Then he grunts loudly, announcing his climax while his semen pours out in the wrestler's tight ass.
"Uhhhhh!"
When he finishes he leans forward and plants a sweet kiss on Guevara's lips. The wrestler pants and whimpers, still lost in his bliss. Brand pulls out of him and Guevara's legs tremble, "Tomas..."
The pornstar wipes the sweat off his face and smiles down on the young stud. He finds it impressive that he can still find guys who bring something new to each fuck. He takes a minute and then climbs off the bed.
"Don't go..." Guevara begs, he can't believe he's begging. He has no problem being a fuck boy, but for some reason he doesn't want to just be Brand's fuck boy.
Brand shrugs, "A deal is a deal."
"Don't go..." Guevara begs, he can't believe he's begging. He has no problem being a fuck boy, but for some reason he doesn't want to just be Brand's fuck boy.
Brand shrugs, "A deal is a deal."
"What if we have another one?"
Brand tilts his head, "Keep talking, I'm listening..."
Brand tilts his head, "Keep talking, I'm listening..."
And in that moment Guevara realizes that Brand isn't going anywhere. At least not tonight.
As sexy and confident as Guevara is, I would opt for Brand between the two. The muscle daddy is stunning and knows how to take it as good as he gives it.
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