Magnus is the Czech-born pornstar who debuted back in 2017. His work was primarily with Lucas Entertainment through 2021 and it felt he was often underutilized, especially since he showed off his versatility. Fortunately the 6'2, 230 lb beefcake has a comeback of sorts shooting OnlyFans content with fellow stars, including Austin Wolf, Dale, and Colby Melvin. EC3 is the former WWE and TNA superstar who now wrestles with NWA. Standing at 6'2" and weighing 246 lbs, EC3's darker re-brand has the hunk wanting everyone to control your own narrative.
Magnus doesn't know what is in store for him as he drives down the street lined with McMansions. Usually when he's meeting his customer it's in a hotel room, occasionally at their apartment or condo downtown, rarely in the suburbs.
He parks in the driveway and approaches the front door hoping that the drive out here will be worth the pay. EC3 opens the door, cloaked in a bathrobe and a serious look on his face.
"Come in."
Magnus can't help but be pleased with how good the wrestler looks in person compared to the photos he sent him. It'll be worth the pay.
"This way."
His eyes dart around looking at the house -- typical suburban decor -- in between checking out EC3. EC3 leads Magnus past a hallway that goes to the bedrooms, the pornstar wonders what's going on. Does he have a sex dungeon somewhere? They enter the laundry room, that would be a first.
"Come in."
Magnus can't help but be pleased with how good the wrestler looks in person compared to the photos he sent him. It'll be worth the pay.
"This way."
His eyes dart around looking at the house -- typical suburban decor -- in between checking out EC3. EC3 leads Magnus past a hallway that goes to the bedrooms, the pornstar wonders what's going on. Does he have a sex dungeon somewhere? They enter the laundry room, that would be a first.
"It's in here," EC3 says turning a knob and opening a door that goes to the garage.
Magnus steps into the dark space and EC3 turns on the lights, revealing a full blown wrestling ring in the triple garage, including padded mats surrounding it.
"Wow..." Magnus can't help but exclaim.
EC3 sheds his bathrobe, revealing his wrestling trunks underneath, and rolls into the ring. Magnus, wearing track pants and a t-shirt, hesitates. They're going to fuck in this homemade ring? EC3 waves him in. Maybe it's his chiseled abs, or his bulging muscles, or his intense stare, but whatever it is about EC3 Magnus ignores his concerns and follows him in the ring.
EC3 rips Magnus's shirt off of him and just as the pornstar starts to slide off his pants, EC3 tugs them down faster. Magnus puts his fingers under his jockstrap, but EC3 stops him.
"Leave that on."
"Okay..."
Magnus steps up to the wrestler, putting his hands on his chest as he leans in for a kiss. EC3 ducks back. The look of confusion on Magnus's face couldn't be more clear.
"We're going to wrestle first," EC3 explains. "It helps get the adrenaline going before we fuck."
Magnus nods, figuring that this is just a different kind of foreplay, but if that's what floats his boat fine. If anything it'll add another hour on for the night, which at the premium rate he charged for driving out here, isn't anything to scoff at.
"You ready?"
Magnus nods.
"Okay, let's go."
"Wow..." Magnus can't help but exclaim.
EC3 sheds his bathrobe, revealing his wrestling trunks underneath, and rolls into the ring. Magnus, wearing track pants and a t-shirt, hesitates. They're going to fuck in this homemade ring? EC3 waves him in. Maybe it's his chiseled abs, or his bulging muscles, or his intense stare, but whatever it is about EC3 Magnus ignores his concerns and follows him in the ring.
EC3 rips Magnus's shirt off of him and just as the pornstar starts to slide off his pants, EC3 tugs them down faster. Magnus puts his fingers under his jockstrap, but EC3 stops him.
"Leave that on."
"Okay..."
Magnus steps up to the wrestler, putting his hands on his chest as he leans in for a kiss. EC3 ducks back. The look of confusion on Magnus's face couldn't be more clear.
"We're going to wrestle first," EC3 explains. "It helps get the adrenaline going before we fuck."
Magnus nods, figuring that this is just a different kind of foreplay, but if that's what floats his boat fine. If anything it'll add another hour on for the night, which at the premium rate he charged for driving out here, isn't anything to scoff at.
"You ready?"
Magnus nods.
"Okay, let's go."
The two men lock up, Magnus getting the advantage and putting EC3 in a waistlock. He hugs the wrestler close to him, grinding his crotch on EC3's ass figuring he wants to keep things erotic as a part of this foreplay. Trying to break the hold, EC3 pushes his hands down onto EC3's crotch. Magnus rubs them up and down, but EC3 finally breaks them apart and flips Magnus up and over him on to his ass. He then nails him with a kick to the back, definitely nothing erotic about that. EC3 pulls Magnus up by the hair and hits him with a body slam in the middle of ring. Magnus slowly gets back up only to see EC3 on the middle turnbuckle leaping at him with a missile dropkick. It's upon impact that he realizes that EC3 wants a legit wrestling match, unlike the crotch grabbing and body worshipping in the wrestling matches he's seen in gay porn.
EC3 squats in the corner, waiting for Magnus to get back on his feet, a focused look in his eyes. The pornstar gets up and dodges EC3's charge. He spins around and locks up with EC3 again, but the wrestler makes the first move and gets Magnus in a side headlock. The pornstar punches him in the gut, but EC3 doesn't even flinch. So he walks them back to the ropes and pushes EC3 off of him across the ring. The wrestler rebounds back and takes Magnus off his feet with a shoulder block. EC3 then runs to the ropes again, bouncing back and running through Magnus's leap frog. He comes back again and Magnus is ready with his arm out for a hip toss, but EC3 blocks it, scooping the pornstar up and slamming him. Magnus hurries back to his feet, still hunched over rubbing his lower back in pain. He stumbles over to the corner, EC3 licks his lips at the opening. He charges at him, but Magnus kicks both feet up. The wrestler stops in time, catching Magnus's feet and swings them through the ropes. Magnus holds to the top rope and slides out to the edge of the ring, grabbing EC3's head and slamming into the top turnbuckle before snapping his neck on the top rope. Magnus rolls back in as EC3 staggers back. He comes at the wrestler with a clothesline. EC3 lands on his back and Magnus leaps up with a legdrop then hooks the leg for the pin. EC3 punches out after just a one-count.
Magnus takes his time getting back up while EC3 escapes to the corner. Once the pornstar catches his breath he comes charging at EC3 full-speed, but EC3 slips out of the corner and Magnus's flying knee eats the turnbuckle. EC3 runs to the ropes, coming back with more momentum and levels the pornstar with a running lariat. EC3 then gets behind Magnus and hits him with a German suplex, making the pornstar flop around on his stomach in pain, his exposed ass jiggly. EC3 gets in a trance staring at the flesh, licking his lips some more. He's tempted to stop the match and just start eating that ass out, but he slaps himself in the face to snap out of it. Magnus is back up, confused why EC3 didn't continue his assault, but makes the most of it, grabbing the wrestler and hitting him with a DDT. EC3 shakes his head, now he's really out of his trance, but Magnus is two steps ahead of him, pulling him back up and hitting him with a snap suplex. Magnus gets EC3 back up again and whips him hard into the corner, making the wrestler groan out in pain after hitting the turnbuckles. Before EC3 can recover Magnus is coming at him with a spear, stuffing him in the turnbuckles even more. Magnus steps back as the wrestler slumps down in the corner. As violent as the match has been, Magnus figures there's a reason EC3 wanted him in his jockstraps and not wrestling gear, so he turns around and rubs his ass in the wrestler's face with a stinkface. EC3 eventually pushes him off, spitting as he catches his breath, showing no enjoyment of it. Magnus doesn't know what EC3 wants him to do to him at this point, concluding that the wrestler is easily one of the weirdest clients he's had -- and they haven't even fucked yet. EC3 crawls out of the corner, pressing his hands on Magnus's thighs to help pull himself up. The pornstar flexes, wondering if that'll turn things on, but EC3 counters punching him in his exposed gut. Offended, Magnus pulls EC3 back up and hits him with an atomic drop followed by a dropkick. He then gets the prone wrestler into a seated armbar, squeezing his limb. EC3 grunts and grits his teeth, seeming to enjoy the pain. He then sits up on one knee, and then slowly stands up, elbowing Magnus to break the hold. He runs to the ropes and comes back and hits Magnus with a blockbuster, taking the pornstar off his feet.
EC3 seems pumped up now, hopping back and forth waiting for Magnus to get back up. When he does, EC3 throws him into the corner and runs toward him, leaping up and nailing him with his EC3 splash. Magnus grips the top ropes to keep himself standing, but that opens him up to EC3's backhand, which the wrestler hits across his chest. EC3 hits him with a second stiff backhand across the chest, this time it's so hard that Magnus staggers out of the corner over to the next one, trying to get away from the pain. But EC3 stalks him, slapping him against across the chest a third time. Magnus tries to get away, but EC3 blocks him, squatting down and picking Magnus up on his shoulders. He spins him around and drops the pornstar face-first on to his knee. He holds on to Magnus, wrapping his arms through his and lifts him up and nails the essential driver. He rolls Magnus on his back and hooks the leg as he counts it out: One, two, three. And that's it the match is over.
The wrestler sits up on his knees and moves over to Magnus, grabbing his wrists and putting pornstar's hands on his chest like Magnus attempted to do before their match. The pornstar massages his pecs, making EC3 tilt his head back and release a bottled up sigh.
"Yeah, squeeze my pecs, ahhhh..."
"Yeah, squeeze my pecs, ahhhh..."
Magnus pinches EC3's nipples, making the wrestler even more aroused. He then leans in and presses his lips against his right pec, tickling him with his tongue. EC3 pushes him back, embarrassed by his reaction. He can't look at Magnus is his face, instead his eyes focused on the pornstar's crotch. He tugs the jockstrap off and immediately presses his lips on his cock. He inhales Magnus, not once gagging, and quickly bobs his head back and forth.
"Holy shit," Magnus can't believe the intensity in EC3. The match really did turn him on.
EC3 keeps taking the dick as deep into his throat as he can then pulling back, dragging his mouth up and down its impressive length until it is hard and dripping with precum.
"You trying to get me off with just your mouth?" Magnus asks.
"Uh uh," EC3 responds still sucking on his head.
Magnus practically has to pry EC3 off of him and then grabs at his trunks, pulling them down to get a view of that ass. EC3 sits on his hands and knees, back arched, butt protruding -- a nice balance of muscle and fat. Magnus grips it in his strong, massive hands and spread his cheeks. Excitement shoots through the pornstar -- rarely is he hired to fuck such a perfect ass -- and he buries his face between his cheeks. EC3 suddenly feels Magnus's tongue tracing the rim of his asshole and a thrill shudders through his whole body. He even yelps in surprise. The only thing that is missing is a mirror so he can see this big, strong pornstar on his knees behind him eating him out. Magnus doesn't know how long he should go, he could lick the wrestler's ass all night long for all he cared, but as EC3 shifts his weight around he senses the wrestler's impatience so he moves on.
Magnus positions himself behind the wrestler and presses into him until he hears EC3 exhale, completely at ease with sudden intrusion. With that he slowly rolls his hips, thrusting into him shallowly. The wrestler breathes heavily, Magnus's cock is a tight fit, but with each thrust it feels better. Magnus rolls out and rocks back in a couple more times, deeper, confident. As he feels EC3 tensing up beneath him, the sound of his moans and pleas of his name encouraging him on, the pornstar builds up his momentum thrusting deeper into EC3's ass. His hands go back and forth between holding EC3's shoulders and gripping his waist, doing his best to hold the large man in place enough for his thrusts to be effective. Eventually he keeps his hands pressed on his shoulders, pinning his face to the ring.
EC3 keeps taking the dick as deep into his throat as he can then pulling back, dragging his mouth up and down its impressive length until it is hard and dripping with precum.
"You trying to get me off with just your mouth?" Magnus asks.
"Uh uh," EC3 responds still sucking on his head.
Magnus practically has to pry EC3 off of him and then grabs at his trunks, pulling them down to get a view of that ass. EC3 sits on his hands and knees, back arched, butt protruding -- a nice balance of muscle and fat. Magnus grips it in his strong, massive hands and spread his cheeks. Excitement shoots through the pornstar -- rarely is he hired to fuck such a perfect ass -- and he buries his face between his cheeks. EC3 suddenly feels Magnus's tongue tracing the rim of his asshole and a thrill shudders through his whole body. He even yelps in surprise. The only thing that is missing is a mirror so he can see this big, strong pornstar on his knees behind him eating him out. Magnus doesn't know how long he should go, he could lick the wrestler's ass all night long for all he cared, but as EC3 shifts his weight around he senses the wrestler's impatience so he moves on.
Magnus positions himself behind the wrestler and presses into him until he hears EC3 exhale, completely at ease with sudden intrusion. With that he slowly rolls his hips, thrusting into him shallowly. The wrestler breathes heavily, Magnus's cock is a tight fit, but with each thrust it feels better. Magnus rolls out and rocks back in a couple more times, deeper, confident. As he feels EC3 tensing up beneath him, the sound of his moans and pleas of his name encouraging him on, the pornstar builds up his momentum thrusting deeper into EC3's ass. His hands go back and forth between holding EC3's shoulders and gripping his waist, doing his best to hold the large man in place enough for his thrusts to be effective. Eventually he keeps his hands pressed on his shoulders, pinning his face to the ring.
"Fuck, yeah, bring it!" EC3 rolls over on his side, swinging his leg out of Magnus's way so the pornstar can keep up his pace.
Magnus closes his eyes as he continues his aggressive pace, gritting his teeth while the sweat drips off his skin on to EC3. EC3 moans out louder now, each deep penetration launches a rocket inside of him. He can't help but squirm around with pleasure, loving the brute force the pornstar delivers to him. Magnus finally rolls him on to his back and pins his shoulders down. He slaps the wrestler in the face, "Stay still."
EC3 nips at his hand, enjoying being treated like a submissive. Magnus threatens to slap him again, but EC3 opens his mouth and sucks on his thumb. Magnus pulls his thumb away and EC3 silently promises he'll do his best to stay still. It's so hard though as he watches Magnus pump into him like a machine. EC3 knows he picked the right man for the job, as each motion hits his deepest nerve endings and causes him to sink into the sudden wave of pleasure, "Yeah, yeah, come on!"
EC3 punches Magnus in the chest, wanting Magnus to really treat him like his submissive. Magnus squeezes EC3's ankles and drills into him faster. As intense as his fucking gets, his strokes don't go wild, always direct and with certainty. EC3's grunts reduce to soft moans, Magnus recognizing the dazed look of sharp pleasure in his eyes. The wrestler's erect cock sliding up and down EC3's abs with each penetration, leaving a trail of precum along the way. The pornstar releases EC3 ankles from his grip, using his hands to feel himself up. He licks his thumb and then presses it against his pec, rubbing it a circle at a speed that matches his fucking.
"Need a break?" EC3 asks.
The professional in him makes Magnus shake his head, but EC3 can see through it. "Let's switch. Come on to my lap."
Magnus slows his breathing down and crawls forward on the lying wrestler. He feels EC3's hands on his thighs, squeezing their thickness. He nods as Magnus sits on his knees and lines his ass up to EC3's eager dick. The pornstar reclines back and feels EC3 pierce into him, a sharp pain that just as quickly fades as EC3 pushes his head further up into him.
"Yeah, that's it, nice and easy," EC3 whispers as he presses one hand on Magnus's chest, squeezing the muscle.
Magnus's mouth falls open in a silent gasp, jaw working as if he can try to force out any of the curse words running through his mind as he bottoms out. EC3 doesn't move while Magnus still shivers, arching on his cock, whining at the way it stretches him out. The pornstar begins to test the waters, rocking back and forth, finding the pleasure of bottoming once again. He feels his body flaring up with the wrestler's cock all the way inside of him, the thick girth pushes into his prostate just right. He brings one hand over his abdomen and gives the area a light stroke, biting his lips seductively.
Magnus locks eyes with him, EC3's eyes piercing hungrily into the pornstar's body as he grinds his hips, tempting Magnus to move faster. The other man’s face turns red, shifting his eyes away from EC3 not wanting to ruin the fantasy if he flashes any discomfort while he tries to increase the pace of raising his ass up and pushing it back down. His low whimper becomes more drawn out as he loosens himself up, now pulling out half way and slamming back down, barely flinching from the impact.
"That's it, take it," EC3 says while rubbing his hands on Magnus's captivating hips.
The faster he goes the harder it is for Magnus to stay straight, his body slumping down as his prostate gets played with. EC3 begins bucking his hips, driving his dick deeper into the pornstar. Magnus cries out like a wild animal, roaring with delight. He arches back resting his hands on the ring to help keep him up. EC3 continues snapping his hips, watching the big man's body vibrate on top of him, clenching around his dick, calling out for more. If someone were to walk in on them right now they'd assume EC3 is the escort and Magnus is the happy client.
As EC3 finds the knot in his stomach growing, he sits up and reclines Magnus on his back. His dick pushes back in fast and insistent. The bulky pornstar's primal grunts have been replaced with softer moans as EC3's dick tames the beast in him. But EC3 remains the animal that he was when bottoming, groaning, grunting, breathing heavily with the pounding he gives Magnus. The pornstar's ass squeezes tight as he goes in, the cheeks bouncing together each time he pulls back.
Magnus clutches his fists as he comes, his mouth opening up to a pleasurable moan, drool leaking out of it. Strings of white leave his reddened tip and land on his abdomen, while his ass clenches up to receive EC3's generous load. The wrestler thrusts once more and leans forward hugging Magnus tight, burrowing his face into pornstar's shoulder as he shoots deep into his hole, filling up the pornstar nicely. Magnus shudders at the warmth pooling up inside him, though happily squeezing out all the last bits before EC3 slumps his whole body onto his. Their bodies are sore, sweaty, and completely used. Yet their hearts race and all Magnus wants to do is keep going.
EC3 pushes himself away, panting. He rolls out of the ring and grabs his bathrobe. "I venmoed you the rest of the money," he says without looking back. "Oh, and there's a shower this way."
Magnus sits up, still very much light-headed from what he's now reminded was a transactional experience.
Magnus closes his eyes as he continues his aggressive pace, gritting his teeth while the sweat drips off his skin on to EC3. EC3 moans out louder now, each deep penetration launches a rocket inside of him. He can't help but squirm around with pleasure, loving the brute force the pornstar delivers to him. Magnus finally rolls him on to his back and pins his shoulders down. He slaps the wrestler in the face, "Stay still."
EC3 nips at his hand, enjoying being treated like a submissive. Magnus threatens to slap him again, but EC3 opens his mouth and sucks on his thumb. Magnus pulls his thumb away and EC3 silently promises he'll do his best to stay still. It's so hard though as he watches Magnus pump into him like a machine. EC3 knows he picked the right man for the job, as each motion hits his deepest nerve endings and causes him to sink into the sudden wave of pleasure, "Yeah, yeah, come on!"
EC3 punches Magnus in the chest, wanting Magnus to really treat him like his submissive. Magnus squeezes EC3's ankles and drills into him faster. As intense as his fucking gets, his strokes don't go wild, always direct and with certainty. EC3's grunts reduce to soft moans, Magnus recognizing the dazed look of sharp pleasure in his eyes. The wrestler's erect cock sliding up and down EC3's abs with each penetration, leaving a trail of precum along the way. The pornstar releases EC3 ankles from his grip, using his hands to feel himself up. He licks his thumb and then presses it against his pec, rubbing it a circle at a speed that matches his fucking.
"Need a break?" EC3 asks.
The professional in him makes Magnus shake his head, but EC3 can see through it. "Let's switch. Come on to my lap."
Magnus slows his breathing down and crawls forward on the lying wrestler. He feels EC3's hands on his thighs, squeezing their thickness. He nods as Magnus sits on his knees and lines his ass up to EC3's eager dick. The pornstar reclines back and feels EC3 pierce into him, a sharp pain that just as quickly fades as EC3 pushes his head further up into him.
"Yeah, that's it, nice and easy," EC3 whispers as he presses one hand on Magnus's chest, squeezing the muscle.
Magnus's mouth falls open in a silent gasp, jaw working as if he can try to force out any of the curse words running through his mind as he bottoms out. EC3 doesn't move while Magnus still shivers, arching on his cock, whining at the way it stretches him out. The pornstar begins to test the waters, rocking back and forth, finding the pleasure of bottoming once again. He feels his body flaring up with the wrestler's cock all the way inside of him, the thick girth pushes into his prostate just right. He brings one hand over his abdomen and gives the area a light stroke, biting his lips seductively.
Magnus locks eyes with him, EC3's eyes piercing hungrily into the pornstar's body as he grinds his hips, tempting Magnus to move faster. The other man’s face turns red, shifting his eyes away from EC3 not wanting to ruin the fantasy if he flashes any discomfort while he tries to increase the pace of raising his ass up and pushing it back down. His low whimper becomes more drawn out as he loosens himself up, now pulling out half way and slamming back down, barely flinching from the impact.
"That's it, take it," EC3 says while rubbing his hands on Magnus's captivating hips.
The faster he goes the harder it is for Magnus to stay straight, his body slumping down as his prostate gets played with. EC3 begins bucking his hips, driving his dick deeper into the pornstar. Magnus cries out like a wild animal, roaring with delight. He arches back resting his hands on the ring to help keep him up. EC3 continues snapping his hips, watching the big man's body vibrate on top of him, clenching around his dick, calling out for more. If someone were to walk in on them right now they'd assume EC3 is the escort and Magnus is the happy client.
As EC3 finds the knot in his stomach growing, he sits up and reclines Magnus on his back. His dick pushes back in fast and insistent. The bulky pornstar's primal grunts have been replaced with softer moans as EC3's dick tames the beast in him. But EC3 remains the animal that he was when bottoming, groaning, grunting, breathing heavily with the pounding he gives Magnus. The pornstar's ass squeezes tight as he goes in, the cheeks bouncing together each time he pulls back.
Magnus clutches his fists as he comes, his mouth opening up to a pleasurable moan, drool leaking out of it. Strings of white leave his reddened tip and land on his abdomen, while his ass clenches up to receive EC3's generous load. The wrestler thrusts once more and leans forward hugging Magnus tight, burrowing his face into pornstar's shoulder as he shoots deep into his hole, filling up the pornstar nicely. Magnus shudders at the warmth pooling up inside him, though happily squeezing out all the last bits before EC3 slumps his whole body onto his. Their bodies are sore, sweaty, and completely used. Yet their hearts race and all Magnus wants to do is keep going.
EC3 pushes himself away, panting. He rolls out of the ring and grabs his bathrobe. "I venmoed you the rest of the money," he says without looking back. "Oh, and there's a shower this way."
Magnus sits up, still very much light-headed from what he's now reminded was a transactional experience.
"I'm good," he says, throwing his jockstrap on.
Most of the time he wants to forget his clients after a meeting, to take their money and run. But now, with EC3, Magnus wants to drive home with the smell of the wrestler still on him. To let this night last as long as possible.
Most of the time he wants to forget his clients after a meeting, to take their money and run. But now, with EC3, Magnus wants to drive home with the smell of the wrestler still on him. To let this night last as long as possible.
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