After being downgraded to NXT and even jobbing several of his last matches, Crews started looking for other opportunities. He found an online wrestling site and decided to check it out, signing up for a match.
He arrives at the address, some giant garage in a commercial area and sees that inside has a regulation ring with mats and everything. It looks far more legit than he had suspected. He's directed to a room to change and then when he comes back to the ring he sees his opponent, Alexander already in one corner.
He arrives at the address, some giant garage in a commercial area and sees that inside has a regulation ring with mats and everything. It looks far more legit than he had suspected. He's directed to a room to change and then when he comes back to the ring he sees his opponent, Alexander already in one corner.
Alexander signed up for the site looking to explore one of his wrestling kinks. The other guys featured all looked hot, so who wouldn't want to spend time with them in a ring half-naked? Plus he was looking to expand the reach of his fanbase and this seemed like a good option.
The two musclemen size each other up as the bell rings to start their match. Alexander wears a tight blue singlet, his chest stretching the straps to their limits, while Crews wears his black tights, his ass stretching out the rear to its limits. While both men are ripped, Crews towers over Alexander as they circle around. Crews makes the first move and gets Alexander in a waist lock, but the pornstar twists out of it, reversing the hold on Crews. His hands squeeze the athlete's waist, rubbing up and down along his package. Crews reaches down to pry his fingers open, but Alexander's grip is tight. Crews elbows him in the head to break the hold and grabs him in a wrist lock. Alexander taps his shoulder and then grabs Crews, throwing him off into the ropes. The wrestler rebounds and ducks under Alexander's leap frog. Alexander swings his fist when Crews comes back again, but the wrestler ducks under the attack. Alexander then sprints to the opposite ropes and when he bounces off them both men are charging toward each other at full speed, but it's Alexander who takes Crews down with a shoulder block. Crews hurries up to his feet but Alexander nails him with a dropkick, sending him staggering back into the corner. Alexander runs up to him and hits a corner splash, smushing the bigger man. The pornstar steps out of the corner, allowing Crews to fall out on to his knee in a daze. Alexander snaps the straps on his singlet, looking to keep things going his way and reaches to grab ahold of Crews. But the wrestler was selling his pain and springs up and nails him with a jumping enziguri to the head, knocking Alexander on to his knees against the ropes. Crews then gets on Alexander's back and pulls the rope up to choke the pornstar until the ref has to pull him away. As Crews steps back he can't take his eyes off of Alexander's plump ass. Alexander holds on to the ropes to stand back up and when he faces Crews, the muscle man looking extra hot with a thin layer of sweat coating his body. This is why I signed up for the match, Alexander reminds himself.
Crews and Alexander lock up again, this time Crews whips the pornstar into the corner. His impact against the turnbuckles is so strong that Alexander bounces out of the corner right into Crews's arms. The wrestler hoists him up in a bear hug, squeezing the energy out of his body. Alexander can't help himself but get hard being hugged by Crews. He likes it so much he wraps his legs around the wrestler and moans "Oh yeah," in his ear.
Crews snaps and tosses Alexander off him like he were radioactive, throwing him back into the corner. He follows after him and hits a big backhand across his chest, but Alexander counters with a poke in the eyes. Crews covers his face, temporarily blinded, not seeing Alexander step out and wrap his arms around him. The pornstar lifts him up and drops him on his knee for an atomic drop and then hits a clothesline, taking the wrestler down. He drops down for the cover, but Crews punches out just after the one-count.
With Crews still down Alexander heads to the corner and climbs to the middle turnbuckle. But Crews gets back up, again selling how hurt he was, and races over to grab ahold of him. He carries him over his head to the center of the ring and hits a gorilla press drop. Alexander lands on his stomach hard, holding himself in pain -- real pain. Is the match still worth it? He stares at Crews's ass as the wrestler walks by him, yes it is.
Crews snaps and tosses Alexander off him like he were radioactive, throwing him back into the corner. He follows after him and hits a big backhand across his chest, but Alexander counters with a poke in the eyes. Crews covers his face, temporarily blinded, not seeing Alexander step out and wrap his arms around him. The pornstar lifts him up and drops him on his knee for an atomic drop and then hits a clothesline, taking the wrestler down. He drops down for the cover, but Crews punches out just after the one-count.
With Crews still down Alexander heads to the corner and climbs to the middle turnbuckle. But Crews gets back up, again selling how hurt he was, and races over to grab ahold of him. He carries him over his head to the center of the ring and hits a gorilla press drop. Alexander lands on his stomach hard, holding himself in pain -- real pain. Is the match still worth it? He stares at Crews's ass as the wrestler walks by him, yes it is.
Crews hops on to the middle turnbuckle and once Alexander spins to face him he leaps off with a diving crossbody. He bounces off Alexander upon impact, the pornstar quickly rolling out of the ring before Crews can cover him again. It takes Alexander a moment to collect himself, but in doing so he's taken his eyes off Crews. His opponent is now standing on the edge of the ring and just as Alexander spots him he's flipping off of it with a moonsault, landing back on top of him again, squishing him against the thin mats below. Crews is up on his feet, pulling on Alexander's hair to get him upright. The pornstar, exhausted, finds the energy to punch back, but the impact is weak. Crews chuckles at his effort before rolling him back in the ring. Crews takes his time to follow, only to discover Alexander is still determined to gain the offensive edge. The pornstar kicks him a couple of times and then pulls him toward him, hugging him close before hitting a German suplex. Alexander scurries back to his feet and hits a running senton, keeping Crews down. He goes for the pin, but Crews punches out after a one-count.
The pornstar licks his lips, liking the taste of being in control. He grabs the wrestler's arms and pulls them back while he drills his knee into his back.
"Ahhhhh..." Crews moans out, the energy in him quickly draining.
Alexander's smile grows hearing Crews's pain, but he knows he'll have to do more to put him out. He pushes Crews away and then takes him down with a clothesline from behind. Crews tries to roll away, but Alexander grabs his foot and pulls him back to the center of the ring. He spreads Crews's legs open in a V, admiring the muscle hunk beneath him, before dropping an elbow down on his gut. Crews holds his stomach knowing he needs to protect himself from Alexander's aggressive sexual advances, but the pornstar grabs his waistband, and tugs him back towards him. Crews spins around and hits an uppercut, followed by another. Alexander stands there stunned, so Crews scoops down and hits him with a powerslam. He stays on top of the pornstar, hooking his leg with both hands for the pin. One. Two. Alexander punches out before the start of the three-count.
Both men get back up at the same time, but Crews's rage fuels him. He overpowers Alexander when they lock back up, hitting him with a swinging neckbreaker. Alexander scrambles back to his feet, but the wrestler opens his arms and hits a spinebuster, laying him out. He tries for another pin -- still a two-count.
Alexander crawls to the ropes to help himself up, while Crews stalks him. The pornstar kicks him in the head, getting him to back up, but when Alexander comes at him Crews ducks down and picks him up, dropping him with a spin-out powerbomb. The wrestler stays on top of him and hooks the leg, nodding as the ref counts out: One, two, three. It's over. Still Alexander lays there, thinking: this was so worth it.
The pornstar licks his lips, liking the taste of being in control. He grabs the wrestler's arms and pulls them back while he drills his knee into his back.
"Ahhhhh..." Crews moans out, the energy in him quickly draining.
Alexander's smile grows hearing Crews's pain, but he knows he'll have to do more to put him out. He pushes Crews away and then takes him down with a clothesline from behind. Crews tries to roll away, but Alexander grabs his foot and pulls him back to the center of the ring. He spreads Crews's legs open in a V, admiring the muscle hunk beneath him, before dropping an elbow down on his gut. Crews holds his stomach knowing he needs to protect himself from Alexander's aggressive sexual advances, but the pornstar grabs his waistband, and tugs him back towards him. Crews spins around and hits an uppercut, followed by another. Alexander stands there stunned, so Crews scoops down and hits him with a powerslam. He stays on top of the pornstar, hooking his leg with both hands for the pin. One. Two. Alexander punches out before the start of the three-count.
Both men get back up at the same time, but Crews's rage fuels him. He overpowers Alexander when they lock back up, hitting him with a swinging neckbreaker. Alexander scrambles back to his feet, but the wrestler opens his arms and hits a spinebuster, laying him out. He tries for another pin -- still a two-count.
Alexander crawls to the ropes to help himself up, while Crews stalks him. The pornstar kicks him in the head, getting him to back up, but when Alexander comes at him Crews ducks down and picks him up, dropping him with a spin-out powerbomb. The wrestler stays on top of him and hooks the leg, nodding as the ref counts out: One, two, three. It's over. Still Alexander lays there, thinking: this was so worth it.
Crews leans against the ropes, looking over his shoulder at Alexander who is still sprawled out in the middle of the ring equally exhausted.
"That's some kinky shit," Crews says.
"You think that was kinky?" Alexander says as he stands up.
"Well, I mean compared to my usual matches."
Alexander chuckles as he steps behind Crews, "What made this match so unusual?"
The pornstar puts his hands on Crews's shoulders, rubbing down his arms, as he presses his groin into Crews's ass. When his hands reach Crews's wrists he moves them over to the wrestler's crotch, where he can feel his hard on. "Is it this?"
Crews exhales, the match did make him horny. Hornier than he ever imagined. And now with Alexander rubbing up against him -- it's all too much. He tugs his tights down, freeing his monster boner leaking precum.
"It's because I wanted to do this the entire match."
"Why didn't you? They pay more for nudity. And even more for fucking."
"Because, I'm not sure I want the whole world to see me like this."
Alexander squeezes Crews's chest, "Are you kidding me? The whole world would pay a shit ton to see you like this."
"So I should be charging you?"
Alexander laughs, "Too late for that now. But I know a few things you can do for me..."
The pornstar strips out of his singlet, revealing his equally hard dick. Without hesitation Crews starts stroking it as he spins them around so Alexander is backed up against the ropes. Crews then drops to his knees, opens his mouth, pressing it up against his head. He kisses down the shaft and then licks back up to the head, flicking his tongue on the pornstar's meatus.
"Ahhh fuck..." Alexander pinches his pec, pleasantly surprised by Crews taking control.
The wrestler takes in the pornstar's thick cock, sucking around it tightly as it fills his mouth. He slurps it back out, kissing the head, before opening wide and sucking it back in. He slides his hands up and down Alexander's hairy thighs as he bobs back and forth, hungry for the dick.
Now this is something that Crews should definitely be charging for, Alexander thinks, realizing how lucky he is. He looks down watching his dick disappear into the bald head and then reappear. Crews starts feeling a bit dizzy as he sucks and slurps, his cheeks aching as he hollows them to inhale the dick, saliva dripping to the ring, but he has no intention of slowing down, let alone stopping. He grabs a hold of the middle rope and continues, swallowing all of Alexander's pre-cum as it sucks into his mouth, so much that all he can taste is him.
"Holy shit, it's not a race," Alexander says, putting his hand on Crews's head.
But Crews keeps going, ignoring Alexander and shaking his hand off his head. Alexander lets him go at it for a few more minutes until he practically has to pry his dick out his mouth. He tilts Crews's head back and bends down to kiss him, tasting all the pre-cum in the wrestler's mouth.
"I think I'm nice and ready for you, but let's see if you're ready for me," Alexander says, directing Crews to turn around.
Crews gets on his hands and knees, arching his back so his plump ass looks even fatter. He shivers as Alexander's thumb slides down his crack to his hole, rubbing circles around it.
Alexander is like a child opening a Christmas present when he spreads Crews's cheeks open. He goes to work on his back entrance, rimming him with pronounced flicks of his tongue until he feels his hole tremble.
"Ahhhh," Crews feels goosebumps shoot up all over his body.
Then the wrestler finds himself gasping when Alexander slips his tongue into him. The pornstar fucks the hole with his tongue slowly and methodically, taking his time. Crews doesn't mind, sparks shooting from his nerves from it. When Alexander finishes he puckers his lips to kiss it before smacking both cheeks with his hands, "Alright, now you're ready."
Alexander drools as he crawls positions himself behind Crews, slapping his cock on each cheek before sliding it up and down the crack.
"Don't make me beg for it," Crews says.
"That's some kinky shit," Crews says.
"You think that was kinky?" Alexander says as he stands up.
"Well, I mean compared to my usual matches."
Alexander chuckles as he steps behind Crews, "What made this match so unusual?"
The pornstar puts his hands on Crews's shoulders, rubbing down his arms, as he presses his groin into Crews's ass. When his hands reach Crews's wrists he moves them over to the wrestler's crotch, where he can feel his hard on. "Is it this?"
Crews exhales, the match did make him horny. Hornier than he ever imagined. And now with Alexander rubbing up against him -- it's all too much. He tugs his tights down, freeing his monster boner leaking precum.
"It's because I wanted to do this the entire match."
"Why didn't you? They pay more for nudity. And even more for fucking."
"Because, I'm not sure I want the whole world to see me like this."
Alexander squeezes Crews's chest, "Are you kidding me? The whole world would pay a shit ton to see you like this."
"So I should be charging you?"
Alexander laughs, "Too late for that now. But I know a few things you can do for me..."
The pornstar strips out of his singlet, revealing his equally hard dick. Without hesitation Crews starts stroking it as he spins them around so Alexander is backed up against the ropes. Crews then drops to his knees, opens his mouth, pressing it up against his head. He kisses down the shaft and then licks back up to the head, flicking his tongue on the pornstar's meatus.
"Ahhh fuck..." Alexander pinches his pec, pleasantly surprised by Crews taking control.
The wrestler takes in the pornstar's thick cock, sucking around it tightly as it fills his mouth. He slurps it back out, kissing the head, before opening wide and sucking it back in. He slides his hands up and down Alexander's hairy thighs as he bobs back and forth, hungry for the dick.
Now this is something that Crews should definitely be charging for, Alexander thinks, realizing how lucky he is. He looks down watching his dick disappear into the bald head and then reappear. Crews starts feeling a bit dizzy as he sucks and slurps, his cheeks aching as he hollows them to inhale the dick, saliva dripping to the ring, but he has no intention of slowing down, let alone stopping. He grabs a hold of the middle rope and continues, swallowing all of Alexander's pre-cum as it sucks into his mouth, so much that all he can taste is him.
"Holy shit, it's not a race," Alexander says, putting his hand on Crews's head.
But Crews keeps going, ignoring Alexander and shaking his hand off his head. Alexander lets him go at it for a few more minutes until he practically has to pry his dick out his mouth. He tilts Crews's head back and bends down to kiss him, tasting all the pre-cum in the wrestler's mouth.
"I think I'm nice and ready for you, but let's see if you're ready for me," Alexander says, directing Crews to turn around.
Crews gets on his hands and knees, arching his back so his plump ass looks even fatter. He shivers as Alexander's thumb slides down his crack to his hole, rubbing circles around it.
Alexander is like a child opening a Christmas present when he spreads Crews's cheeks open. He goes to work on his back entrance, rimming him with pronounced flicks of his tongue until he feels his hole tremble.
"Ahhhh," Crews feels goosebumps shoot up all over his body.
Then the wrestler finds himself gasping when Alexander slips his tongue into him. The pornstar fucks the hole with his tongue slowly and methodically, taking his time. Crews doesn't mind, sparks shooting from his nerves from it. When Alexander finishes he puckers his lips to kiss it before smacking both cheeks with his hands, "Alright, now you're ready."
Alexander drools as he crawls positions himself behind Crews, slapping his cock on each cheek before sliding it up and down the crack.
"Don't make me beg for it," Crews says.
"So you don't want it that bad?" Alexander asks.
"Bitch, just fuck me already."
Alexander laughs, finding Crews's saltiness to be quite sexy. He aims his cock toward the wrestler's pulsating hole, "Okay, okay..."
Crews screams when Alexander slides inside, the pornstar's thick length stretching him impossibly wide, hole and body spasming. But as tight as he is, Crews's hole burns and stretches in the most blissful of ways, his mind a haze of pleasure and pain as Alexander mutters out, "You good, fuck hole?"
Crews nods, uttering out, "Uh huh," which doesn't really inspire confidence in Alexander, but the pornstar takes his word for it.
He pulls Crews's arms back, getting him upright like they were positioned during the match. Instead of his knee drilling into Crews's back, his cock drills into his hole. He starts slow in case Crews wants to tap out, but the pain seems to have subsided.
"Bitch, just fuck me already."
Alexander laughs, finding Crews's saltiness to be quite sexy. He aims his cock toward the wrestler's pulsating hole, "Okay, okay..."
Crews screams when Alexander slides inside, the pornstar's thick length stretching him impossibly wide, hole and body spasming. But as tight as he is, Crews's hole burns and stretches in the most blissful of ways, his mind a haze of pleasure and pain as Alexander mutters out, "You good, fuck hole?"
Crews nods, uttering out, "Uh huh," which doesn't really inspire confidence in Alexander, but the pornstar takes his word for it.
He pulls Crews's arms back, getting him upright like they were positioned during the match. Instead of his knee drilling into Crews's back, his cock drills into his hole. He starts slow in case Crews wants to tap out, but the pain seems to have subsided.
"Ahh, ahhh, ahhh," Crews moans out pleasurably with each thrust into him.
Alexander grunts in return, enjoying acting out on the dirty thoughts he had during their entire match.
He eventually releases Crews's hands, allowing the wrestler to balance himself on them back in the doggie position. He slaps both his cheeks and then holds on to the wrestler's thighs as he resumes fucking. As he builds his momentum he spreads Crews's back entrance even wider, wanting to look, enjoying watching the flesh yield as he pummels his cock all the way in.
"Uhhh, fuck yeah," Crews pants.
Alexander smacks his ass more, while drilling into him. He finds his senses amplified hearing the muscle bottom take it, moaning for him to keep it going. Maybe Crews is kinkier than he lets on. Alexander pushes the wrestler's head down on to the ring as he mounts him, pumping his cock in even faster at this higher angle.
"Oh God, fuck," Crews cries, his prostate taking several hits.
The wrestler feels Alexander's full weight on top of him, plowing deep inside him, and loving every second of it. As much as he enjoys showing off his muscles, Crews dreams of being owned by a man his size, and Alexander is making it a reality -- more than Crew could have imagined.
Alexander then effortlessly rolls them over on their side, spooning Crews as he continues to thrust up in him. He wraps his arms around the wrestler, holding him relatively still as the pounding has him shaking and writhing.
"Yeah, you like my cock in you, don't you?"
"Uh huh..."
"You feel so fucking good," Alexander says as he grinds into him.
Alexander is surprised that Crews is so submissive, especially how he controlled their match and made the first moves afterwards. But here he is now with Alexander wrapped around him, getting his hole stuffed with the pornstar's cock.
Alexander rocks his hips gently, his hands stroke Crews's erection, his lips kissing down the wrestler's neck. Just when it seems like things are getting too passionate, the pornstar snaps his hips and fucks Crews rabidly. He feels Crews shaking in his arms, his body jolting from the waves of electricity his prostate sends through his body. Eventually it's too much and Crews breaks free from Alexander's hold into the center of the ring.
Alexander grunts in return, enjoying acting out on the dirty thoughts he had during their entire match.
He eventually releases Crews's hands, allowing the wrestler to balance himself on them back in the doggie position. He slaps both his cheeks and then holds on to the wrestler's thighs as he resumes fucking. As he builds his momentum he spreads Crews's back entrance even wider, wanting to look, enjoying watching the flesh yield as he pummels his cock all the way in.
"Uhhh, fuck yeah," Crews pants.
Alexander smacks his ass more, while drilling into him. He finds his senses amplified hearing the muscle bottom take it, moaning for him to keep it going. Maybe Crews is kinkier than he lets on. Alexander pushes the wrestler's head down on to the ring as he mounts him, pumping his cock in even faster at this higher angle.
"Oh God, fuck," Crews cries, his prostate taking several hits.
The wrestler feels Alexander's full weight on top of him, plowing deep inside him, and loving every second of it. As much as he enjoys showing off his muscles, Crews dreams of being owned by a man his size, and Alexander is making it a reality -- more than Crew could have imagined.
Alexander then effortlessly rolls them over on their side, spooning Crews as he continues to thrust up in him. He wraps his arms around the wrestler, holding him relatively still as the pounding has him shaking and writhing.
"Yeah, you like my cock in you, don't you?"
"Uh huh..."
"You feel so fucking good," Alexander says as he grinds into him.
Alexander is surprised that Crews is so submissive, especially how he controlled their match and made the first moves afterwards. But here he is now with Alexander wrapped around him, getting his hole stuffed with the pornstar's cock.
Alexander rocks his hips gently, his hands stroke Crews's erection, his lips kissing down the wrestler's neck. Just when it seems like things are getting too passionate, the pornstar snaps his hips and fucks Crews rabidly. He feels Crews shaking in his arms, his body jolting from the waves of electricity his prostate sends through his body. Eventually it's too much and Crews breaks free from Alexander's hold into the center of the ring.
"Holy shit," Crews says, still shuddering.
He pulls Alexander back over and rolls himself on to his back, the smile on his face now in Alexander's sight. Alexander licks down Crews's neck, tasting his salty sweat. He continues to his chest, swirling his tongue in circles around his pecs before pressing his lips on them and sucking.
"Ohhhh..." Crews moans out, clearly identifying his erogenous zone.
Alexander suppresses a laugh and uses his hand to direct his dick back into Crews. The pornstar fucks him slow but forcefully, each penetration concluding with the smacking of their skin together. Crews bounces his pecs for Alexander, whispering for him to keep giving it to him. Alexander flashes his bright smile, never has Crews looked sexier to him.
Alexander pulls Crews's right leg up straight, pumping into him with faster, shorter strokes. Crews strokes his cock in unison, his body shaking each time Alexander begins to pull back out. He finds it impressive that Alexander has this much energy right after their match, perhaps the rush of adrenaline from their match is still lingering in his bloodstream, giving him the energy. Whatever the secret may be, Crews finds the pornstar's energy only makes him look even hotter in his eyes.
He pulls Alexander back over and rolls himself on to his back, the smile on his face now in Alexander's sight. Alexander licks down Crews's neck, tasting his salty sweat. He continues to his chest, swirling his tongue in circles around his pecs before pressing his lips on them and sucking.
"Ohhhh..." Crews moans out, clearly identifying his erogenous zone.
Alexander suppresses a laugh and uses his hand to direct his dick back into Crews. The pornstar fucks him slow but forcefully, each penetration concluding with the smacking of their skin together. Crews bounces his pecs for Alexander, whispering for him to keep giving it to him. Alexander flashes his bright smile, never has Crews looked sexier to him.
Alexander pulls Crews's right leg up straight, pumping into him with faster, shorter strokes. Crews strokes his cock in unison, his body shaking each time Alexander begins to pull back out. He finds it impressive that Alexander has this much energy right after their match, perhaps the rush of adrenaline from their match is still lingering in his bloodstream, giving him the energy. Whatever the secret may be, Crews finds the pornstar's energy only makes him look even hotter in his eyes.
And Alexander is hot, literally. He's sweating so much it's like he's in a sauna. But hearing Crews's moans gives him the stamina to keep going, not wanting to disappoint him. He pulls up Crews's left leg, spreading them open into a V as he plows into him. He tries to hide his exhaust, kissing Crews's feet, but five minutes later and he's turned quite the shade of red. Crews can see him growing wearing as his thrusts get sloppier and needing to exhale big breaths between his grunts. A few minutes later Alexander pulls out, falling on his back, panting to collect oxygen.
"Fuck your ass can take a beating," Alexander acknowledges.
"And how about yours?"
Crews saddles up to him, folding Alexander's legs up to his shoulder to get a good view of his throbbing hole.
"Have at it," Alexander says.
Crews aligns his cock, spreading Alexander's asshole with his broad head, making the bottom throw his head back as he penetrates him fully in just one thrust.
"Fuckkkkkk..." Alexander groans, ending with a playful chuckle.
Alexander has taken the thickest of dicks, hell even fists, but the way Crews fills him up is unlike anything he's felt before.
"You've been yearning for this, haven't you?" Crews asks.
Alexander nods with a muffled, "Uh huh."
Crews makes his chest bounce again, erasing away the slight pain Alexander feels.
"Fuck me..."
Leaning forward, Crews palms Alexander's thick pectorals, loving that he is able to take his weight with ease. He's surprised that Alexander is so tight and hot around him given how much his hole has been pounded and abused before. It makes Crews even more determined to rail him until the pornstar taps out in submission, to drive the point home that Crews could be just as dominant as he is submissive. And from the look on Alexander's face as Crews wrecks his hole, the point seems to have been made very clearly.
"Uhh, yes, uhhh..."
Crews stares down at Alexander's eyes, locked in with intensity. He spits down in the pornstar's open mouth, who swallows it eagerly, then opens up for more.
"That's it, you're now my bitch now."
Crews leans back, squeezing Alexander's sides as he fucks him hard and fast. The ring shakes with each of Crews's thrusts, his power visualized. He picks up an extra bounce from the springs in the ring, making Alexander's ass bounce up with his dick each time Crews pulls out. It's so intense that Alexander doesn't even realize he's squeezing his hands into fists, turning red.
As much as he loves having Crews dominant him, there's nothing more that Alexander wants is to ride the dick, to have his insides impaled on it again and again. He pulls Crews down on top of him, kissing his neck as the wrestler grunts in his ear. His hands cup Crews's ass, feeling it as it squeezes with each thrust. After Crews fucks him particularly hard, leaving his cock deep inside him, Alexander makes the move and rolls them over so he's on top.
Alexander sits on his knees with Crews in between his legs, squatting down on the cock until he feels the wrestler's pubes rubbing up against his ass.
Crews aligns his cock, spreading Alexander's asshole with his broad head, making the bottom throw his head back as he penetrates him fully in just one thrust.
"Fuckkkkkk..." Alexander groans, ending with a playful chuckle.
Alexander has taken the thickest of dicks, hell even fists, but the way Crews fills him up is unlike anything he's felt before.
"You've been yearning for this, haven't you?" Crews asks.
Alexander nods with a muffled, "Uh huh."
Crews makes his chest bounce again, erasing away the slight pain Alexander feels.
"Fuck me..."
Leaning forward, Crews palms Alexander's thick pectorals, loving that he is able to take his weight with ease. He's surprised that Alexander is so tight and hot around him given how much his hole has been pounded and abused before. It makes Crews even more determined to rail him until the pornstar taps out in submission, to drive the point home that Crews could be just as dominant as he is submissive. And from the look on Alexander's face as Crews wrecks his hole, the point seems to have been made very clearly.
"Uhh, yes, uhhh..."
Crews stares down at Alexander's eyes, locked in with intensity. He spits down in the pornstar's open mouth, who swallows it eagerly, then opens up for more.
"That's it, you're now my bitch now."
Crews leans back, squeezing Alexander's sides as he fucks him hard and fast. The ring shakes with each of Crews's thrusts, his power visualized. He picks up an extra bounce from the springs in the ring, making Alexander's ass bounce up with his dick each time Crews pulls out. It's so intense that Alexander doesn't even realize he's squeezing his hands into fists, turning red.
As much as he loves having Crews dominant him, there's nothing more that Alexander wants is to ride the dick, to have his insides impaled on it again and again. He pulls Crews down on top of him, kissing his neck as the wrestler grunts in his ear. His hands cup Crews's ass, feeling it as it squeezes with each thrust. After Crews fucks him particularly hard, leaving his cock deep inside him, Alexander makes the move and rolls them over so he's on top.
Alexander sits on his knees with Crews in between his legs, squatting down on the cock until he feels the wrestler's pubes rubbing up against his ass.
“You alright?” Crews asks, his voice jagged because he was clearly holding himself back, allowing Alexander some time to adjust.
With his still slick hand, he reaches for Alexander's cock, which stands straight out at this point. He rubs circles around the slit, liking how each pass got him another punchy moan from his bottom.
"Apollooooooo..." Alexander sounds breathless already.
He raises his hips a fraction, before falling back down, making them both groan.
“You like being ridden?” Alexander rhetorically asks, grinding his hips in a circle so that Crews's cock presses right up against his sweet spot.
The pornstar rotates between grinding and bouncing on the dick, making Crews whine for more. Eventually he can't take it, and begins pumping up into him.
“Move your hips again, just like that. Ahhh, yeah, keep going,” Alexander groans, loving the tight heat of the wrestler's body. “That's it, harder, Alexander's desire straining each syllable as he rides him faster and faster.
His thighs start aching as he finds it difficult to balance himself each time Crews's dick strikes his prostate. Crews then squeezes his hands on Alexander's waist, letting out a guttural sound as he bounces the bodybuilder on his dick with abandon, thrusting up hard each time until Alexander cries out continuously.
“Fuck me Apollo, fuck...” Alexander's nerve endings sizzle each time the wrestler slides all the way home, bearing down until he is as open as he possibly can be around the root.
He presses his fingers down into Crews's chest knowing that he could climax at any second. He pinches Crews's nipples, making the wrestler's voice reach a higher pitch, signaling the impending arrival of his climax. Alexander squeezes on the downstroke, triggering Crews's climax, his powerful hips slamming up so suddenly that the pornstar clamps his fingers around the base of his cock to keep from coming. His body writhes as he feels Crews's seed fill him completely, each pronounced spurt from his dick hot and luscious.
"Ohhhhh," Crews chokes out, the electric wave ripping through his body makes him shake.
The minute Crews is done, Alexander practically wrenches himself off his dick, moving up a little before losing it all over that barrel chest. He jerks himself off violently as his control snaps, painting Crews's chocolate skin with pearly white streaks.
"Uhhhh, fuck, yes. Yes," Alexander roars out triumphantly.
"Yeah, fuck yeah..." Crews moans while wiping up the cum on his fingers and sucking it clean.
Alexander then crawls down Crews's body, opening his mouth to suck on the wrestler's sticky dick. He slurps up the cum and swallows the cock in one big gulp, making Crews spasm, still sensitive from his orgasm.
"Fuck!"
Alexander spits the dick out and laughs, "Just trying to help you clean up."
Crews points to Alexander's cum on his torso, "You can start with your mess, boy."
Alexander moves back up and begins lapping up the cum. He then feels Crews's hand on his throat, "Come on and feed it to me."
The pornstar laps up some more cum and then holds his tongue out for Crews to swallow. If he had any doubts about how kinky Crews could get they, like the cum on Crews's chest, were all erased now.
Picking between these two huge muscle hunks I'd go with the under-appreciated Crews and give him a proper muscle worship.
With his still slick hand, he reaches for Alexander's cock, which stands straight out at this point. He rubs circles around the slit, liking how each pass got him another punchy moan from his bottom.
"Apollooooooo..." Alexander sounds breathless already.
He raises his hips a fraction, before falling back down, making them both groan.
“You like being ridden?” Alexander rhetorically asks, grinding his hips in a circle so that Crews's cock presses right up against his sweet spot.
The pornstar rotates between grinding and bouncing on the dick, making Crews whine for more. Eventually he can't take it, and begins pumping up into him.
“Move your hips again, just like that. Ahhh, yeah, keep going,” Alexander groans, loving the tight heat of the wrestler's body. “That's it, harder, Alexander's desire straining each syllable as he rides him faster and faster.
His thighs start aching as he finds it difficult to balance himself each time Crews's dick strikes his prostate. Crews then squeezes his hands on Alexander's waist, letting out a guttural sound as he bounces the bodybuilder on his dick with abandon, thrusting up hard each time until Alexander cries out continuously.
“Fuck me Apollo, fuck...” Alexander's nerve endings sizzle each time the wrestler slides all the way home, bearing down until he is as open as he possibly can be around the root.
He presses his fingers down into Crews's chest knowing that he could climax at any second. He pinches Crews's nipples, making the wrestler's voice reach a higher pitch, signaling the impending arrival of his climax. Alexander squeezes on the downstroke, triggering Crews's climax, his powerful hips slamming up so suddenly that the pornstar clamps his fingers around the base of his cock to keep from coming. His body writhes as he feels Crews's seed fill him completely, each pronounced spurt from his dick hot and luscious.
"Ohhhhh," Crews chokes out, the electric wave ripping through his body makes him shake.
The minute Crews is done, Alexander practically wrenches himself off his dick, moving up a little before losing it all over that barrel chest. He jerks himself off violently as his control snaps, painting Crews's chocolate skin with pearly white streaks.
"Uhhhh, fuck, yes. Yes," Alexander roars out triumphantly.
"Yeah, fuck yeah..." Crews moans while wiping up the cum on his fingers and sucking it clean.
Alexander then crawls down Crews's body, opening his mouth to suck on the wrestler's sticky dick. He slurps up the cum and swallows the cock in one big gulp, making Crews spasm, still sensitive from his orgasm.
"Fuck!"
Alexander spits the dick out and laughs, "Just trying to help you clean up."
Crews points to Alexander's cum on his torso, "You can start with your mess, boy."
Alexander moves back up and begins lapping up the cum. He then feels Crews's hand on his throat, "Come on and feed it to me."
The pornstar laps up some more cum and then holds his tongue out for Crews to swallow. If he had any doubts about how kinky Crews could get they, like the cum on Crews's chest, were all erased now.
Picking between these two huge muscle hunks I'd go with the under-appreciated Crews and give him a proper muscle worship.
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