Luke Truong vs. Pac

Truong is the adorable pornstar of Vietnamese descent. His bubbly ass is often abused in his scenes, yet the 5'6 154 lb stud takes it with a big smile. And while he mostly bottoms, he certainly gives it all when he's topping too. Pac is the 5'8 British wrestler formerly known as Adrian Neville. Billed as 206 lbs, this long-haired beefcake has a chiseled body that rivals the hottest of wrestlers in both AEW and WWE.

Truong doesn't know how he signed up for the wrestling match, but it isn't what he expected. For one there's a crowd. Two: it's not in some small studio or back room. It's at an arena. Three: It doesn't look like it's a match that will end with sex. A sudden explosion of pyro and flames announcing his opponent gets Truong out of his head and focus on his challenge.

Pac, dripping in oil, marches toward the ring with his wet hair a complete mess. Just as he makes it a few yards away from the ring he bursts into a sprint and slides into the ring with the bell indicating the start of their match.

Pac sizes up Truong and can't contain his laugh -- this is his opponent for tonight? The two men circle around and Pac makes the first move going after Truong, but the pornstar leaps up and hits a dropkick, knocking him back, but not down. Truong goes to strike Pac, but the wrestler blocks the punch and counters with a blow to his head, followed by another, and another. Truong wobbles back, putting his hands up to call a time-out. Pac remains still with an intense stare, perhaps agreeing to it. But then he spins around and kicks Truong in the gut, knocking him on his hands and knees. Pac then runs to the ropes and comes back with a rocket kick to the head, that has Truong rolling out of the ring in daze. Pac runs back to the ropes to build up some momentum and then springs over the top rope, landing on Truong. Pac lands on his feet and paces back and forth, still pumped up with energy, while Truong tries to crawl away, as it's been confirmed: This has been a terrible mistake.

But Pac won't have any of it, he grabs Truong by his short hair and leads him back to the ring, slamming his head into the ring first before tossing him back in. As Truong slowly gets back up to his feet Pac climbs the turnbuckles, waiting on the top for his prey. Truong eventually turns to face him and the wrestler leaps with a huge double missile dropkick. He sits on top of Truong, pulling the leg up for the pin: One, two -- that's it. Somehow Truong punched out in time. Even Truong doesn't know why he did that.

The pornstar crawls to the ropes to help pull himself up, while Pac sits on his knees and laughs at Truong's pain. Just as Truong gets up Pac comes toward him, hands out to grab him. But Truong surprises the athlete with an eye rake that has Pac stumbling backwards. Pac tries to keep his offensive and steps toward Truong, but the pornstar hits a back elbow to his head. When Pac comes at him again Truong hip tosses him. Pac bounces on his ass across the ring, wondering how Troung just did that to him. He looks at the pornstar for an answer, but all Truong can do is shrug.

Pac pounds his fist on the ring, this is supposed to be a squash match. Truong finds Pac's anger arousing, but he doesn't want any more pain inflicted on him. So the pornstar comes charging at him, Pac side steps, allowing Truong to run into the ropes. Pac grabs him from behind and hits a release German suplex, sending Truong all the way across the ring like a rag doll. Truong tries to get up, but Pac hits him with a big superkick, knocking him flat out on his back. Pac hurries to the top of the turnbuckles and looks down at the pornstar sprawled out before him like an offering. He raises his hands up as the fans cheer and then jumps and connects with a 450 splash. Instead of going for the pin, Pac then puts Truong in his brutalizer hold, pulling his body tight until the pornstar finds the energy to desperately tap out.

Truong never heard a sound sweeter than the bell ringing to end the match.

Still sore from the match, Truong heads out after showering and cleaning himself up. Alcohol would be his healer tonight. Unfortunately when he comes to the strip he doesn't see any gay clubs, just bar after bar of heterosexuals. He finds the gayest one (they are playing pop music) and heads straight to the bar for a drink. As he sips his pina colada he looks around -- there are a bunch of hot guys -- too bad they're all straight. At this moment Truong is glad he opted for his short shorts and a skimpy tank top -- if anyone is on the DL tonight they'd know he's an option for them. But after he's finished his drink there hasn't been a pass made at him. Not even an accidental brush against his ass. He tosses a twenty to the bartender and heads to the restroom, looking to call it an early night.

The urinals reek so Truong goes into one of two stalls, finding it surprisingly clean. As he empties himself out he thinks about his match and how hot Pac looked. The smell of his sweat. The sound of his grunts. The power of his muscles. He opens his eyes and sees his dick is hard. But something catches his attention from the corner of his eyes. There appears to be a hole in the stall wall. A glory hall. He really did pick the gayest bar on the strip!

That doesn't even end up being the biggest revelation -- Truong realizes there's someone in the stall next to him. He knocks on the wall a few times to make it clear it's not an accident and then pokes his finger through the hole and motions "come hither." He hears the man next to him shift his feet. And then he sees an uncut head slide through the hole. Truong smiles and bends down. He flicks his tongue out at the tip of the head playfully. The dick pokes through more. Gorgeous, white, girthy. Truong pulls the foreskin back and licks across the head some more and then opens up to inhale it. The man on the other side sighs as Truong's tongue licks the base of his shaft, tracing the thick vein running along the underside. The cock is heavy on his tongue, the taste is slightly bitter but welcome. And soon the other man is fucking it down Truong's throat. He doesn’t push in fast straight away, focusing more on smoothly sliding his cock in and out of Truong's eager mouth. Truong breathes through his nose, and basks in the power of his talents. His mouth is stretched, his throat stings and he’s content. He purposely chokes a little at a particularly rough thrust, knowing whenever someone skull fucks him they like to feel like they have all the power.
"Uhhh..." the man on the other side moans like he's close to coming.

Truong is tempted to look through hole and up at the face of the man on the other side, but he finds the mystery a little more appealing and fun. So much fun he has another idea. He spits out the dick and stands up and drops his shorts to the ground. He turns around, bends over, and rubs his ass against the dick, teasingly gyrating it on the cock. He then reaches back and helps direct it to his hole.

"Ohhhh..." Truong grins as he feels himself get filled up. 

It takes a minute for both men to work out fucking through the hole, but once the other guy gets going, Truong's toes are curling in his shoes and his moans are echoing off the bathroom walls. The steady thrusting, deep inside, but smooth keeps Truong grinning from ear to ear.
"Yeahhh..." the top roars, equally happy with Truong's performance.

Truong could swear he hears an accent in the noises the man makes, but he chalks it off to still fantasizing about Pac. He closes his eyes picturing who could be fucking him. He imagines Pac, his ripped body still oily, his long wet hair dangling in his face. His muscles pulsing each time he thrusts into him. If only...

Suddenly the dick disappears. Did they get caught? Truong peers through the cracks of the stall, but the restroom is completely empty. 

Knock Knock Knock!

The man on the other side flashes his finger in the hole, calling for Truong's dick. 

"I like the way you're thinking," Truong says as he puts his dick through the hole.

He closes his eyes as he feels the man's facial hair brush against his shaft while his tongue licks across it. 
"Oh..."

Truong's balls drop over on the other side, and are soon licked. Embarrassed by being so ticklish he tries to suppress his laughter, but he's aided when the man starts blowing him. Whoever this guy is, he's sucking down Truong's cock without skill, just a voracious hunger that nearly pulls Truong down.
"Whoa there..." Truong says balancing himself. "I'm not in a rush if you aren't."
But all he hears are more loud slurps from the other side as the man slows to a steady bobbing of the head.
“Fucking, yeah.” Truong groans, head throwing back in pleasure of the wet mouth around him.
He closes his eyes and again imagines it's Pac on the other side. He pictures what it'd be like without the wall between them. Pac on his knees, Truong combing his hands through his hair, looking down to catch the beautiful sight below him. 
"Ahhh Pac..." Truong sighs, letting his imagination blurt out into reality.
The man releases Truong's cock from his mouth.
"Uh, you don't have to stop."
After a moment and the sound of feet shuffling, Truong feels his head rub against his ass. The man helps guide it into his hole and as the pornstar pushes in he hears a big sigh from the other side of the wall.

"Fuck yeah," Truong smiles.

The man pushes himself back and forth on the dick, building up speed quickly. Truong can tell that the bottom is a bigger dude, which turns him on even more as he's used to be abused by them (which, to be fair, he does also enjoy.) Truong presses his face against the stall making sure his dick is all the way through the glory hole, not wanting the bottom to miss out on every inch. 
"Uhh, yeah..." the man moans.

"Yeah, yeah, take my cock," Truong sighs.

Truong goes wild, exploding with energy. He fucks fast and deep, and from the sounds the bottom is making, it's perfectly fine with him. The wall between them shakes, like it could fall apart from all the action. Neither man seems to care, so Truong keeps thrusting into the unknown ass. But then they hear the door to the restroom open. Foot steps. Truong stops thrusting, but the mysterious man on the other side keeps fucking himself on Truong's cock.

"Ahhh..." Truong bites his lip to stop his moan.

Truong hears the new occupant next to him at the urinals. A stream of piss is loud enough to muffle his bottom's grunts. As nervous as he is, Truong is actually turned on by the public sex, he can feel his heart pounding through his chest. After there's a flush, a far too quick of washing the hands, and the sound of the door opening and closing again, he breathes a sigh of release and lets it out, "Ahhhh fuck..."

"Uhh uhhh," the grunts on the other side get louder, "Come on, give it to me."

"You just can't get enough of this dick can you?" Truong says admirably.

"Fuck, uhhh uhhh..." 

Truong wishes he could slap the man's ass cheeks. To know who is on the other side of that dick when he was being fucked. But his thoughts are wiped clear when the other man pulls away. Is it over? He hears more shuffling next to him.

"Is everything okay?"

Truong's heart beats wildly as he waits for an answer. There's a couple foot steps and then the stall door swings open revealing the naked man he's been fucking: Pac.

If Pac registers Truong as his opponent from earlier tonight it doesn't show. But, in fact he does, it's just his eyes are focused on how hot the young pornstar looks. 

"Uh... hey?" Truong waves.

Pac pulls Truong in by the back of his head and feverishly kisses him. It seems like he has a bunch of bottled up sexual energy from their match as well. When he finally lets Truong go, Pac flips his hair back, giving him a clear view of his face. 

"Wow," Truong says, placing his hands on Pac's chest.

He feels the muscles and then presses his lips on the wrestler's sweaty skin. Kissing his pecs, sucking on them, hearing Pac moan right into his ear. After kissing up and down Pac's abs, Truong works his way back up to his chest. Pac pulls him up by his short hair and plants another hungry kiss on him. When he releases Truong both men stand staring at each other, breathing heavy, ready for more. But it's only for a brief second as Pac spins Truong around and has him stand on the toilet. As forceful as Pac has been, he surprisingly takes a good, slow, long drag of his tongue over Truong's opening. He spits at it, watching his saliva fall down Truong's crack and then traces its path backwards with his tongue until he reaches the hole yet again.

"Mmmm..." Pac admires the pulsing hole, hungry to be fucked.

Pac then flicks his tongue at it, teasing the tip inside. Truong takes a stiff breath in, and focuses all his energy on relaxing his body, keeping his muscles loose as Pac's tongue finally goes inside him. But all he wants to do is stare at the hunk that he's been picturing the entire night.

Pac's beard tickles against his skin, and Truong does his best not to laugh. He shakes balancing himself on the toilet, but Pac's hands hold his ass so he knows he's not going to fall anywhere.

"Ahhh yeah..." Truong is always weak for ass play.

After several minutes of tongue fucking him, Pac finally pulls back to catch a breath and asks, "Ready to get fucked again?"

"Yes please, Daddy," Truong smiles.

Pac pulls Truong off the toilet and carries him in a bearhug. He bounces the pornstar on his dick for a few bounces and then pins Truong up against the stall, holding him there as he drills into him.

"Uhhh, fuck," Truong gasps, amazed at the wrestler's strength and stamina on display.

Pac's hair falls in front of his face, but he's too determined to give Truong a good fuck to care about it. Truong would fix it, but he's pressing his hands against the walls helping to keep himself floating in the air. Besides there's nothing he'd want to change from the intense fucking Pac is giving him now.

"Uhhh..." Pac grunts loudly as he releases Truong. As buff as he is, he can only hold him up for so long. He wishes he could have gone longer, but Truong seems genuinely impressed that he's not embarrassed.

"Care to go for a ride, Luke?"

"Don't have to ask me twice."

Pac sits down on the toilet and pulls Truong on to his lap, so that they're both facing the stall door. The pornstar slowly settles down, allowing the head to slip past the rim.

"Aww fuck, you're so big," Truong giggles.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Pac smiles, hugging his bottom.
Once Pac's cock is fully sheathed inside Truong, the pornstar still feels tight. It doesn't matter how many dicks he's taken or how much someone loosens him up before, his ass is magically tight. "Ohhh yeah..." 
“You like the way I feel, Pac?” Truong asks. “Am I tight enough for you?”
Pac nods, petting down Truong's back. “Tightest I’ve ever had.”

And that's the honest truth. He can't complain one bit, he's feeling like he’s in pure heaven as Truong bounces up and down on him, taking all of him in up to his balls.
Truong goes a bit slow at first, but it only goes on for maybe a minute or two, to adjust to Pac's size, before he’s steadily rising himself up and down on the wrestler's shaft, giving low moans at the way it spreads his inner walls and how he can feel every single inch. Pac squeezes on Truong's arms, turned on by the sight and sounds of the other man. Every so often he thrusts his hips up to meet Truong, but for the most part, it’s the pornstar doing the work.

"Oh my god, you're so fucking good," Pac sighs.

"Ahh, ohhhh, ahhh..." Truong laughs between moans.

Truong tilts his head back and kisses Pac, sloppy as he maintains his cock riding pace, but worth it seeing the way Pac's eyes light up.

"Fuck you're so hot," Pac whispers.

Pac reaches around and strokes Truong's dick. He uses some of the pornstar's precum to lube it up, getting his strokes faster.

"Ahhh, ahhh, ahh," Pac gasps getting higher in pitch.

Truong feels the wrestler stiffen up. Pac squeezes his body as he falls silent, coming in pornstar.

"Oh fuck, ahh," Truong chokes out.

He can feel Pac against that sweet spot. Truong clenches tighter and closer around Pac until every push down feels like he is risking literally exploding. And then he does. His load bursts out into Pac's hand and on to his body as he keeps bouncing up and down.
"Ahh, fuck, yeah," Truong laughs like it's a joke.

The warm cum drips down his shaft as Pac pulls his hand away to lick it. He then offers it to Truong, who sucks his fingers clean.

"Incredible..."

Truong sits on Pac and twists around again to kiss him. Both men take a moment to catch their breath. Truong pries himself off Pac's softened cock and reaches for his clothes. Pac returns to the other stall to get dressed. Truong sneaks over his stall and gives him one last kiss. 

"So... see you around?"

And just then as Truong and Pac step out of the stall Colt Cabana walks into the restroom. He immediately pieces it together and can't help but stare at the two hunks as they strut back out to the bar. 

These two sexy men would each bring much to the bedroom, but if I had to pick between them, I'd go for the fun and lovable Truong.