Rico Marlon vs. Clark Connors

Marlon is the sensational Brazilian pornstar who works primarily with Lucas Entertainment. The versatile hunk knows all 5'9, 180+ lbs of him is pure sex appeal and that only makes him sexier, whether he's topping or bottoming. Connors is the long haired NJPW wrestler known for having a bubble butt. The young 5'9, 195 lb athlete has big potential for a long career and has recently been making appearances on AEW.

Connors is exhausted from all of his traveling -- Japan, California, Florida -- not to mention all the matches at those places, all without any chance to have a day off. Now standing in the ring with the harsh sting of the arena lights bathing him, he can't complain. It's not just the chance to entertain hundreds of fans that has him energized, but seeing his opponent, Marlon, wearing tight shorts that looked more appropriate for a strip club than a wrestling match, he feels like he could wrestle for another week straight.
Marlon didn't know what he signed up for, but being in the ring opposite of Connors's muscular body, long hair, and that delicious ass snapped tight in his trunks, he is ready for anything. The bell rings, and Connor steps forward, putting his hand out, beckoning the hand of the pornstar before him. Marlon quickly smacks his hand and circles around, not that he's trying to avoid a trap, but if he were to firmly shake Connors hand he'd instinctively pull it to his crotch to start jacking him off.

The two men circle around a few times, staring each other down, trying not to look like they're admiring each other's bodies. Finally they lock up, Marlon shoves his elbow into Connors's gut, steps around and starts to get him in a headlock. Before Marlon can shore up his hold, Connors snakes the shoulder and the knee and dumps the pornstar flat on his back. Marlon scurries back up to his feet and charges with a shoulder block, taking Connors down. The sudden burst of aggression startles Connors, but if that's how Marlon wants to play he's going to get as much as he gives.

Marlon grabs Connors by the hair and pulls him up to his feet, getting him in a tight headlock, his arm across the wrestler's neck, choking him. But the professional wrestler remains calm, he knows he's in a good position, he can feel Marlon's hard dick rub against his back. So he gives Marlon more of what he wants, twerking his ass back into him. That seems to loosen the hold a bit and distract him, at least enough for Connors to get an arm across Marlon's waist and a shin to the back of his knees and falls down on top of him. He pulls himself free of the headlock and rolls away.
Both men scramble back to their feet, Marlon still has confidence from his offensive and lunges at his opponent. Connors opens his arms wide and pulls the pornstar to him, their chests rubbing together as he lifts him up and then drops him on his outstretched knee with an atomic drop. Marlon holds himself with a shocked look that screams "why'd you do that?" but Connors shows no sympathy and picks him up and charges him back first into the turnbuckles. The impact is so great that Marlon falls on his ass. Connors grabs his hand and picks him up and then delivers a series of backhanded slaps across the pornstar's chest, roaring with each blow. If he wants it rough, Connors is going to give it to him rough.

Somehow Marlon finds the strength to shove Connors away and after taking a breath charges at him with a clothesline. Connors ducks under it and wraps his arms around Marlon's waist to hoist him up, but the pornstar elbows him in the head. He then wraps his arm around Connors's head and hits him with a bulldog.
Connors rolls away to the ropes as Marlon sits up, trying to regain his bearings. Both men stand upright at the same time, getting more than turned on by each other's physicality. With that, Connors makes the move first charging at Marlon. Marlon sidesteps him, letting the wrestler bounce back off the ropes as he jumps up and connects with a dropkick, knocking Connors on his back. Connors tries to scramble back up and get back on the offensive, but Marlon kicks him in the gut and hits a DDT. Connors lies on his back, too sore to get up quickly, his sight blurring from the lights shining in them.
With Connors lying sprawled out and defenseless Marlon takes a couple steps back and then forward leaping up and connecting with a standing moonsault that has their bodies colliding. Marlon hooks Connors's legs thinking this could be it. One. Two. Connors punches out to everyone's surprise.

Marlon grabs the wrestler by his hair again, bringing him to his feet. He hits a couple of backhands across his chest, but that only seems to be firing Connors up. The wrestler flips his hair out of his face and roars, asking for him to hit him again. Marlon doesn't know what to do, so he whips Connors into the ropes, but the wrestler reverses it, flinging Marlon across the ring. Marlon rebounds back and Connors squats down, lifting him up with a back body drop. Marlon bounces twice on the ring, his mouth hanging open too sore to make a noise. Connors hits him in the back with his shin and then grabs Marlon's legs. He flips the pornstar over getting him in a Boston Crab. Now it's time for the pornstar to beg. Marlon tries squirming free, but Connor has a tight grip on his legs, so his movements only make their asses rub together. Connors screams out, taunting him to tap out, but Marlon can't do that. He can't just end his time in the ring with Connors so soon. The pain is worth it. He reaches for the ropes with his hands, and motivated by his horniness, he finds the strength to pull forward. He grabs the bottom rope, gripping it tight so that Connors can't pull him away and has to release the hold.
Connors shakes his head, if Marlon wants more punishment that's on him. 

Connors gets behind him and wraps his hands around Marlon's chin, his knee driving into the pornstar's back. Marlon moans out, trying to distract Connors with his noises as he pries his fingers open. Connors sees what he's doing and pounds him in the chest and then lifts him back up to his feet where he hits him with a German suplex. Connors spins around and reaches for the pornstar, pulling him up only for Marlon to shove his hands to the side and hit an uppercut. Connors wobbles back and Marlon reaches to scoop him up for a slam, but Connors presses his hands on Marlon's thigh, keeping him from getting him off his feet. He then wraps his hand around Marlon's neck and pounds on the pornstar's back, getting him on his hands and knees. 

For a moment Connors stares at the ass as Marlon crawls away, losing focus. Marlon uses the ropes to stand back up, Connors now licking his lips trying to shake the lustful thoughts out of his head. He comes for the pornstar, but Marlon elbows him in the gut. He then whips Connors into the corner and the follows right after him with a spear. He continues hitting shoulder blocks, pounding the wrestler against the turnbuckles. He then steps away, allowing Connors to slump down on in the corner, out of breath. Marlon then turns around and charges at him with a knee to the head. Connors hangs over the bottom rope, seemingly conscious. 

Marlon pulls Connors back to the center of the ring and throws him up in a fireman's carry. He takes a breath and then drops him down with a cutter, hopefully ending things once and for all. He crawls on top of his opponent, pressing down on him harder than he needs to as the ref calls out, "One, two, three." 

And with that Marlon rises to his feet with his arms raised in victory. Even though he's lost Connors lies still, a smile on his face as he savors the touch, the smell, the taste of Marlon on him for those three seconds.

The day after the match Connors decides to take a much needed rest day and heads to the beach and work on a tan. It being a weekday, he finds that he has the whole beach to himself which is perfect because he wouldn't mind some privacy. He explores along some rocky cliffs and finds a private cove with a small beach that will give him the seclusion he desires. He takes off his shirt, lies down on a towel, and rests his head in his hands, closing his eyes to the sun beaming down on him.

Connors wakes up later -- how much time has passed, he's not sure, but the sun appears to be in the same spot as it was when he closed his eyes -- and listens to the waves gently crashing to shore. As he rolls over on to his stomach he then notices some ten feet away another man tanning. Naked. Ass up. Was this a naked beach? Connors isn't sure, but he can't take his eyes off the gorgeous buns, looking extra juicy in the searing heat. The man next to him turns his head to face Connors and immediately Connors recognizes Marlon from their match. He wants to look away to avoid the embarrassment of staring, but the look in Marlon's eyes suggested that he welcomes it.
"You mind getting my ass?" Connors hears Marlon say.
"What?"
"Do you mind getting my back? Sunscreen."
"Oh... sure..."
As much as Connors wanted alone time, if there is anyone that he'd welcome encroaching it, it would be Marlon. Maybe that's why he thought Marlon said "getting my ass" -- wishful thinking. At any rate, Connors crawls over and squirts the lotion on his hands, rubbing it together before touching Marlon's skin. He starts at the shoulders, massaging it in, then slowly gliding his hands down the pornstar's back. As he nears Marlon's rear the pornstar seems to shake it, welcoming a touch. Connors hesitates and starts slow, just getting the top of the cheeks, but Marlon twerks more, demanding his whole ass be covered. Connors proceeds then, holding his breath, fearing he's misreading Marlon's signals, but when he starts rubbing between his ass cheek he hears the pornstar mutter, "Oh yeah..."
Connors is tempted to go further with his fingers, but Marlon then rolls over, a big seductive smile on his face. "Go on..."
Connors reaches for the sunscreen, but Marlon grabs it. "You don't need that." And then he nods, reading Connors's mind.
The wrestler scoots down putting his hands on Marlon's thighs, slowly rubbing toward the pornstar's hard dick. He then grabs it, stroking it slowly.
"Mmmm..." Marlon moans, yearning for Connors's lips.
The wrestler pulls his hair back behind his ears and then dives in, sliding his tongue over the tip of Marlon's cock. The pornstar groans and put his hand on the back of Connors's head, liking the tease. Connors closes his mouth around him and bobs his head, taking Marlon deeper and deeper until the tip hit the back of his throat. Connors likes the feeling on his lips and the taste in his mouth and hearing the muffled noises out of Marlon's mouth between the waves crashing to shore.
"Mmm, yes..."
Connors can feel himself getting hard the more he blows Marlon, finding himself craving him more and more. Marlon senses it too, but wants to prolong his blowjob as long as possible. He finally caves and gently taps on Connors's shoulders to have him stop. Connors spits out the dick and crawls up toward his face so their hard dicks rub against each other. Connors kisses him, letting the pornstar taste what he tasted. Marlon strokes the back of the wrestler and then reaches under Connors's swimsuit and grabs his ass. The wrestler blushes knowing how pasty his skin is, but Marlon's eyes don't seem like they'd care.
"You want that?" Connors asks, trying to be a tease.
Marlon nods, sliding the trunks down, revealing Connors's very white skin. He has him stand up and then guides him over to the rock cliffs, having the wrestler angle his butt out for him. He slaps his dick on his ass, watching the cheeks jiggle. He then leans forward, getting his face right next to Connors's ear and whispers roughly, "You're never going to forget this," and then pushes forward in one sharp movement.

Marlon fills Connors up and pulls out, then thrusts in again, watching his dick disappear into the American's very white ass. He keeps doing this for a bit, letting the wrestler loosen up before he really gets going. Eventually he feels it, Connors's ass clench up when Marlon tries to pull away. He's ready. The pornstar places both of his hands on Connors's shoulders, letting the wrestler's hair fall on them, as he grips him firmly and pounds wildly into him.
"Uhhh, uhhh, uhhhhh..." Marlon groans with each thrust.
Even the private beach was theirs alone, they were still in public, easily visible or audible to anyone nearby. But Marlon did not care at all about that, grunting loudly, like each penetration was a score. Connors looks back, more so to warn him about his noise -- he'd hate for them to be caught and have to end just as they're getting started -- but instead he gawks at the Brazilian's gorgeous body, the sun lighting it perfectly, highlighting every single one of his muscles. How could he tell someone who looks like that anything other than, "Don't stop"?
The harder Marlon goes, the more Connors's hair flies around, bouncing along, showing the force of Marlon's fucking. Connors doesn't care how crazy he looks with his hair becoming a big frizzy tangle, and pushes his hips back, desperate for more. Marlon gets the message, thrusting fast and harder, loving the noises Connors gives in response. Whatever concerns Connors had about Marlon's volume are completely abandoned as the wrestler can't help screaming now, becoming just as loud if not louder than Marlon. The pornstar finds it thrilling, even pulling on Connors's hair getting him to tilt his head back and roar out with satisfaction.

When Marlon lets go of Connors hair he reaches around and strokes the wrestler's cock, pleased at how hard it is. He uses the wrestler's precum to lube up the head, pushing down the shaft, multitasking expertly while he fucks. When he thinks Connors is wet enough he pulls away and lies down on his back on his towel. He spreads open his legs, holding them up against his chest and smiles, "Your turn."

Connors flips his hair out of his face getting a nice view of Marlon's body offering itself to him. He slides his dick against Marlon's, stroking them both with his hand, listening to Marlon's soft sighs between the crashes of the waves. He then slides back and pushes his head into Marlon's hole, feeling the muscles instantly clench against his length. He watches the pornstar's face, seeing the struggle not to react, to be a stoic pornstar used to being fucked anywhere and everywhere, but the hard rod pressing against his abdomen gives his game away.

"Uhh uhhh," Connors grunts as he fucks the Brazilian hole.

The wrestler scrunches his eyes, clenches his teeth, his face turning red as he plows into him. "Ohhhh.... ohhhh..." Marlon releases his moans, caving to the pleasure.

Connors opens his eyes, watching the pornstar's chest jiggle from the rough pounding he's getting. But he's smiling, and his dick still very hard. Connors grabs a hold of it, stroking it in time with his thrusts, making Marlon tingle from head to toe.
"Ohhh..." Marlon doesn't want it to stop, even though he still wants another turn at Connors' ass.

But now the athlete has a nice rhythm, getting his prostate every time. Marlon's muscles tightened, his toes curling in the sand, his dick pounding his stomach with each thrust. 
"Ohhh ohhhhhhh..." Marlon squeezes Connors's biceps.
The wrestler wants to look down at him, but every time he does his hair falls in his face, blocking his view. He flips it back, but loses his rhythm, finding it to be quite the juggling act to have it all.
"Here," Marlon reaches up and pushes back Connors hair. 
The pornstar sits up, kissing him passionately, biting his lip, slipping his tongue in his month and holding him tight. When he lets go Connors takes a deep breath, "Wow."
"Lie down," Marlon says, moving off the towel, giving it to the wrestler.
Connors is too horny to disagree, and lies down on his back as Marlon takes his position squatting over his lap. The wrestler tries not to shake as he holds his dick up for Marlon, watching it slowly disappear into the gorgeous ass pushing downward.
"Ohhh fuck," Connors lets go of his cock as Marlon clenches a nice grip on it.
The pornstar bounces on it nicely, finding the right angle, and then speeds up quickly. Connors can't see his face, but from the noise Marlon makes he can picture him rolling his eyes back and his mouth lolled open. He doesn't even think about how amazing Marlon feels around him, hot and wet and perfectly tight. And when he thrusts upward he can feel his hole is gripping at him, trying to keep him inside.

He doesn't know if it's dehydration from the sun beaming down on them or Connors' dick, or maybe a combination of the two, but Marlon begins to feel dizzy. He finds it hard to steady himself on the dick, but keeps going, longing for that feeling of impaling himself on his prostate again and again. The wrestler can sense Marlon's weariness and finally pats him on the shoulder suggesting they switch things up.
Marlon climbs off Connors and allows him to crawl forward on the towel. He slaps the wrestler's ass getting him to stop and arch his back.
"Yeah, give me that dick again," Connors begs.
He wonders if he should give Marlon more of a break, but when he feels the pornstar's head push into him, he's not going to protest. If Marlon's tired he would stop, he rationalizes.
"Ohhh, yeah, that's it," he says, deciding that praising Marlon would be the best option to keep him going.

Marlon can feel the pressure inside of him, low in his stomach, his thighs. The white heat, the fierce pleasure. He can still hear his own voice, hoarse and growling. It twists with Connors's moans and demands. "Faster, yeah, yeah, right there," Connors rocks his body to Marlon's strokes, giving his hair the extra bounce each time he's penetrated.

Connors even rocks back, wanting that cock faster than Marlon can deliver it. The pornstar watches the athlete show off his moves, gyrating on his dick. Eventually he has him stop with a slap of his hand on the white boy's ass -- and is still impressed with how naturally thick it is. He shifts a little to angle his dick lower and that does it. Connors looks back at Marlon and the pornstar can see Connors face twist, hear the harsh cry that forces its way out of his throat. "Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh..."
That's the spot.
Connors whimpers each time Marlon pulls back, yearning from more cock. He twerks on the dick, clenching it, doing whatever he can to keep it in him. Connors keeps begging for more, harder and faster, whining and moaning and gasping Marlon's name. All the pornstar can do in response is give him what he wants, harder and faster, gripping his hips to stop him from knocking him over with his grinding.
"Ahhhh, ahhh," Marlon yells out as he releases deep into Connors's slick channel, his cock pulsing endless as he moans out like he's conquered yet another ass. 

Connors gasps as he feels Marlon's warmth fill his insides, tightening his inner muscles in reaction to it. But Connors still wants more, rocking back and forth faster, enjoying each shuddering jolt that his prostate sends through his body. It takes him a few moments until he looks down and sees that he's coming too, leaving a trail on the towel beneath him.

"Ohhh, fuckkkk..." he pumps his cock, sending more waves through his body.
Marlon pulls out now, wiping the excess cum on Connors's sweaty ass, marking him as his. Connors then lies down on his back, stroking his dick as more of his load shoots out, splattering cum on his chest and abs. 

Marlon stay kneeling at his feet, stroking the wrestler's legs, admiring another satisfied bottom. Connors glances down at his sweaty, cum covered body and can't help but laugh. He came to the beach to try and get some color, and now he's painted in white cum. 

Connors has undeniable sex appeal with his long hair and plump booty, but between these two I would go with Marlon whose proven versatility would be too hot to turn down.