Dean Young vs. Finn Bálor

Two Irish hunks for St. Patrick's Day

Young is the Irish pornstar who debuted back in 2020 with TimTales and has since done studio work with Men and Falcon. The 5'9, 165 lb blond haired bottom is twink perfection. Bálor is the 5'11, 190 lb Irish WWE wrestler. The brooding superstar is known for his incredible physique, especially his chiseled abs.

Young's heart is racing when he sees Bálor make his way to the ring. The wrestler looks even hotter in person, the light hitting his muscles at the best angles, showing off his chiseled body. Safe to say Young is hard by the time Bálor is a few yards away in the opposite corner of the ring and the pornstar couldn't feel luckier to have him as his opponent.
The bell rings and Bálor charges at Young who is looking at him like a deer in the headlights. He leaps up with a shotgun dropkick sending Young into the corner turnbuckles with such force the crowd winces for him. Bálor marches toward Young, picking him and holding him for a suplex, first gyrating mockingly before throwing the twink's arm over his shoulder, hoisting him up, and slamming him down. Young rubs his back, but Bálor crawls over shoving him hard, flat on the ring for the pin. Young punches out before a two-count.
The pornstar crawls to the ropes, hoping to use them to stand up, but he feels Bálor grip his ankles. Young grabs the middle rope just as Bálor tries swinging his legs up and the pornstar lands on his feet and then kicks Bálor in the gut, stopping him. He flips over Bálor's bent over back and nails him with a leg trap sunset flip powerbomb, holding the wrestler down for the pin. One. Two. Thr-- Bálor shakes himself free before the upset.

Bálor is slow to get up and Young uses this opening to keep up his advantage, running to the ropes to build up his momentum and then coming back and leaping on Bálor with a hurricanrana. Bálor falls to his knees, holding himself up with the middle rope. The pornstar runs back to the ropes and propels himself toward Bálor, jumping on his back, riding him hard. The pornstar drags Bálor to the center of the ring and tries for another pin, rubbing his body up against Bálor's, but the wrestler throws him off after a one-count.
Bálor shakes his head, embarrassed that the twink is putting him on the defense. Embarrassed that the twink thinks he could pin him after just a few attacks. As he stands up he senses Young coming behind him, so Bálor flips over with a Pele kick right to the pornstar's head. Young stumbles back to the ropes, barely able to stand, his vision a blur. So much that he doesn't see Bálor slide out on to the ring edge. Bálor holds the top rope and takes a step forward nailing Young with an enzuigiri, making the dazed pornstar flop down on his back. He flings himself over the rope and slams his body onto Young's staying on top of him for the cover. One. Two. Thr-- Young manages to lift his shoulder at the last possible second.
As Young tries to crawl away Bálor grabs at his tights, getting a nice glimpse at Young's ass before pulling him back. He hoists him up with a 1916 DDT, putting Young away. And to ensure he's finished Bálor climbs the turnbuckles and leaps off them with the Coup de Grâce double stomp. He falls back on to Young, hooking the leg getting the three-count victory.

After the brutal match, Young returns to the locker room sore and with the realization that wrestling isn't as sexy as TV makes it out to be. He had the silly fantasy that having Bálor as an opponent would be erotic, that they'd push the limits on what they could do in the ring, then race back to the hotel afterwards and fuck throughout the night. Instead, he sees Bálor sitting on the bench by his locker texting on his phone. Yes, he still looks hot sitting there in his wrestling gear, but it's nothing like the image Young had of Bálor holding him in his arms.
Young sighs to himself and grabs his towel, heading to the showers where he can at least jack off to the smell of Bálor that's still on him before cleaning himself off.
The warmth of the water feels good against Young's skin and helps ease his pain. He uses his soap to lather up and starts stroking his dick. He closes his eyes, still smelling to Bálor's sweat and pictures the wrestler's lips around his cock, taking it in. As he gets into a rhythm he swears he hears a humming or something. His eyes shoot open expecting to see someone, but there's no one there. He tries jacking off some more, but the sense of someone else's presence keeps distracting him and he can't keep his eyes closed. Just his luck. 

He resigns at his attempt to jerk off and instead rinses off, hoping he can finish the job back at his hotel. But when he reaches for his towel he finds it's gone. More bad luck.

Young looks around, the showers are completely empty. Now he starts second guessing himself, did he bring the towel? He begins shivering from the cold, and realizes that whatever happened to his towel doesn't matter now - he needs to go back to his locker and get his clothes. Normally he wouldn't have any hesitation walking completely naked across a locker room full of men, but given how nothing about this night has gone how he's expected he doesn't want to risk making things worse. So he cups his balls and covers his dick with his hands and steps out of the shower area. And he walks right into Bálor.

"Forget something, there?" the wrestler smirks.
"I-I-I don't know what happened to my towel," Young says shaking, half from nerves, half from the cold.
"Well, maybe I can help you out lad," Bálor says, revealing a towel in his hands.
"Oh, thank you--"
"Not so fast," Bálor holds the towel high, out of the pornstar's reach. "It's gonna cost ya."

"Well, my wallet is in my bag--"
"Not money. Something else," Bálor's eyes sparkle with a twinkle. Young's mouth hangs open unable to utter a reply, too shocked at how drastically his luck has shifted.
Bálor steps into the showers, tossing the towel on a hook and slides his pants off, revealing his semi-hard, uncut cock. Young doesn't hesitate and drops to his knees and grabs the wrestler's dick in his delicate hands. Young nods as he licks the very base of Bálor's cock going up to the tip. He swirls his tongue around it before burying it down his mouth, pretty eyes fluttering closed with eyebrows furrowed. "Mmm..." he moans, shoving majority of it deep down his throat without trying to gag.
Bálor sighs out, but it comes out louder than he expects and echoes off the tiled walls. Surely the guys in the locker room hear them. He covers his mouth with one hand and looks down, admiring Young's form bobbing up and down on his length. After a few more minutes, he grabs a hefty amount of the twink's hair in his hand, gripping it as he pulls Young's jaw ajar to fuck his throat.
The sudden move makes Young choke, but pleasing the wrestler is his top priority. He massages his own dick, slick covering his palm. "Mghhhh-- Mfffff-!" He gags and gargles, not giving a damn about the noise he is making.
Bálor watches the pornstar take everything he had to give, finding it delightful to watch him be so submissive, just like in the ring. Eventually he gives him a break and pulls away, only to spit on his face, stroking his length and slapping it against Young's lips. "Bet you like me slapping you with this, eh? You want more? Stand up and put yer head down, ass up."
Young likes Bálor's dominance and happily obliges. This is what he was struggling to fantasize about just moments ago while trying to jerk himself off. And now he doesn't need to imagine it as he feels the wrestler's veiny cock push deeper into his hole, hearing the top grunt with pleasure. Bálor snaps his hips and builds to a rough, demanding pace, slapping him more and pounding so relentlessly making Young grin from ear to ear. Despite his twinkish frame, Young can take a beating, he proved it in the ring, and he's proving it again in the showers. Bálor grips Young's hips, strong enough that it'll leave a bruise, as he pounds into him. The wrestler turning red as he shows off his brute force. And yet Young never asks him to stop. It intrigues Bálor. So much that he gets another idea in his head. He pulls out and taps Young on his shoulders, "Follow me."

Bálor leads Young over to an empty corner in the locker room, where there's a bench against the wall that they can use to continue their activities. Bálor reclines on the bench and spreads his legs open, "Show me what you've got."

Young stares at him in disbelief. Bálor wants him to top him? The pornstar can't remember the last time he topped someone, but seeing the desperate look in Bálor's eyes to be filled, the pornstar can't turn him down. This really is turning into his lucky day.
He swallows and steps forward, grabbing Bálor's left ankle with his right hand and using his left hand to guide his dick into the wrestler's throbbing hole. He can't help himself but taunt the wrestler by rubbing his head in a circle around the hole momentarily.

"Ahhh, yeah there it is," Bálor sighs as Young pushes in, his breath a little shaky.
The pornstar doesn't know how to start, so he begins slow with measured thrusts.

"More," Bálor demands.
Young nods, snapping his hips getting a deep thrust in.
"That's it..."
He picks up the pace fucking the wrestler deep and dragging his dick all the way out, only to do it again. And again. And again. 
"Ahh, ahhh, ahhh," Bálor roars with each penetration.
Hearing Bálor scream like that encourages Young to keep doing what he's doing, giving himself more confidence as a top. Still his mind races trying to recall all the moves his favorite tops did and trying to repeat them on the wrestler. His hands stay busy, rubbing against Bálor's abs, pinching his pecs, even slapping his face when Bálor asks for it. In all his fantasies he never dreamt of Bálor bottoming for him, and yet it's turning out to be better than anything he did imagine. As he grows weary, Young leans forward so he's on top of the wrestler and eventually gives up and kisses him.
"Alright," Balor says sitting up. "Come sit on daddy's lap." 

The wrestler spreads his legs open, patting his thighs. Young stands on the bench facing him, slowly lowering himself on to Bálor's cock. Even though it's been a minute since he had Bálor's dick in him, he doesn't ask about any lube. He just sits on Bálor's cock and it slips inside smoothly. He immediately begins bouncing on it, burying his head into Bálor's shoulder as his slim hands combed through his short hair. Bálor throws his head back with a loud whisper of "Fuck dude!" as his hands gripped at the bottom's plump behind.

Young feels Bálor's chest and abs, appreciating every muscle, knowing how lucky he is. He rolls his hips with need as he pulls himself away to kiss at Bálor's neck, following with a whisper of "Fuck me, fuck me..."
He looks back at him with hazy eyes and a dumb smile that changes into a grunt as he feels himself grow hot n' heavy. "Fuck your arse is so tight. So fucking good." Bálor compliments.
Young doesn't mind the praise- Christ, it makes him needier by the second. He pushes all the way down to the very bottom of Bálor's cock and lets his hole eat it up. He doesn't make any noises, letting the sounds of the wrestler's dick squishing into him fill the room. And then he shivers as Bálor's cock hits against his prostate with no resistance, over and over again. Soon he's making a noise that is a mixture of a groan and moan, feeling himself cum and tighten around the wrestler. His milky white load squirts out onto Bálor's abs, which only makes them look even better.
And then Bálor holds Young down on his dick and then a burst of warmth fills the pornstar up. The wrestler tilts his head back, his jaw hanging open, his moan delayed for several seconds, and belts out as he feels himself unload in the pornstar.
It's only then that Young sees his towel hanging on a hook. He looks at Bálor who nods, confirming his suspicions that this was all planned out. He stands up and yanks it off the hook, then uses the towel to wipe the cum off the wrestler. Bálor pulls him up and plants his lips on Young's, and the butterflies return to the pornstar, despite this revelation he couldn't feel any luckier.

Anyone would be lucky to have their way with either of these Irish lads, but if I had to pick one I'd go with the wrestler Bálor.