The bell signals the start of the match. Phan marches up to Cage in the center of the ring and flexes both of his biceps, trying to show that he's not intimidated by the wrestler. But Cage isn't the person he saw in the gym and ignores the flexed muscles, grabbing Phan's wrist and swinging at him, as if he's trying to take his head off. Phan ducks the fist and steps behind Cage, kicking him in the leg and then reaching to grab him. Cage doesn't let him though, grabbing Phan and tossing him back in the air. Phan manages to land on his feet, he also won't be taken down that easily. He leaps back at Cage and gets him in a side headlock, but again Cage shows off his strength, lifting Phan up. But before Cage can do anything, the pornstar flips back and lands on his feet again. When Cage turns around Phan slaps him in the face. Cage holds his cheek, surprised by the brazen move. Phan bounces his chest, teasing the wrestler. Cage takes a breath and then clobbers Phan, trapping him in a corner. He hits him with an uppercut followed by a rope-hung enzuigiri and finishes the combo with a German release suplex. Phan lands on his hands and knees and before he can look up Cage is on his back, pulling him up in swinging full-nelson slam. The wrestler then crawls on top of him for the cover, but Phan punches out after a one-count.
Cage stands back up, waiting for Phan to get to his feet. Phan tries to attack Cage again, but the wrestler blocks his punches. Phan jumps up with a dropkick, knocking Cage into the ropes. But the wrestler springs himself off of them and takes Phan down with a clothesline. He then lifts the pornstar back up and puts him on his shoulders before dropping him down with a Death Valley driver. Phan tries to crawl away, but Cage yanks on his waistband, keeping him from going anywhere. He pulls Phan back up, giving him a wedgie in the process, and then whips him across the ring. When Phan rebounds back Cage lifts him up with a flatliner. Phan slowly reaches out for the ropes, but Cage pulls him back to the center of the ring and lifts him back up, getting him with a pumphandle facebuster. Cage could probably pin Phan now and get the victory, but first he wants to have some more fun. Plus, he enjoys the view of Phan's trunks bunched up in his crack, showing off his ass cheeks. He pulls Phan up by the hair and lifts him up chest-to-chest in a bearhug. Phan moans out as Cage squeezes the oxygen out of his body. He knows the wrestler can feel his hard-on, rubbing against him, probably some of the precum leaking out of him too. But if he does, it doesn't make Cage loosen his hold. Phan takes a breath and then punches Cage in the head, then again, getting him to let go. Phan runs back to the ropes and springs back with a crossbody, landing on top of Cage. One. Two-- Cage tosses Phan off him like he was a twink.
Phan scrambles back up, but Cage is already standing. He hits Phan with a backhand across the chest that has the pornstar stumble back into the corner. Cage then charges at him with a bodysplash, a collision of muscles that weakens Phan even more. It seems like it's a miracle Phan is even still standing at this point. Cage grabs the pornstar and lifts him up on his shoulder and then puts him out with the Drill Crawl. Phan lays on his back, Cage slides on top of him, pressing him down as the ref counts it out: One, two, three. And with that Cage gets his victory.
"See you something you like?" Phan asked.
"More than like..." Cage responded, putting his hand on Phan's ass.
"Should we gauge your interest?" Phan smiled.
Out of the corner of his eyes Cage saw Nese walk in. Cage couldn't let another wrestler see him cruising like this. He didn't need that kind of attention, so he pulled his hand away. As Nese passed them Cage abruptly changed the conversation, "So if you're interested in wrestling I can recommend you for a dark match or something."
Phan nodded, thinking Cage was speaking code.
"Cool, I'll put in a word for you, give me your number and I'll text you about Thursday."
But it turned out Cage wasn't speaking in code, and he really did hook Phan up getting him to jobber in a dark match. A match that ended up being more painful than pleasurable.
Now, back in the locker room after their match, Phan wonders if he somehow misinterpreted their entire conversation at the gym. The only thing he can't get out of his head is knowing Cage put his hand on his ass, there's no misinterpreting that. Cage returns to the locker room, carrying the sweaty musk from their match with him.
"Hey..."
Phan nods at him, trying to read Cage's eyes. The wrestler speaks in just above a whisper, "Sorry if I was a little rough out there--"
"I like it rough," Phan interrupts, saying it loud enough that the other wrestlers still lingering around could hear.
"Heh heh, yeah..." Cage sees the other wrestlers looking at them and raises his voice to his regular tone, "Well, it was a good match. See ya around."
And with that he gathers his things and leaves. Phan releases the breath he didn't realize he's holding and wonders if he should have played it cool. Would there still have been a chance to hook up with Cage?
When he returns home, Phan can't stop replaying their interactions over and over again in a loop. He tries to go to sleep, but his mind keeps racing, wondering what the outcome would have been had he responded differently. Rather than toss and turn all night, Phan gathers his gear and heads back to the gym.
The gym is empty, perfect for Phan to work out without any distractions. He's surprised that the place is open 24 hours when he's the only one in there, and since no one is around he takes off his clothes, leaving him in nothing but his jockstrap for his workout. Then he gets to work, blasting music on his phone while warming up on the stair climber. He's so in the zone he doesn't hear the door open and another person come in. It's only when he steps off the machine that he sees him -- Cage.
"Hey..."
Phan has a shiver run down his back hearing Cage utter that word. The wrestler is still in his trunks, but has a t-shirt on.
"You aren't going to back away the moment someone sets foot in here?" Phan asks.
"No," Cage says with conviction. "I locked the door."
A smile creeps across Phan's face as his resistance to Cage subsides.
"Is it no clothes on at night?" Cage asks. "Good, I like working out naked too."
The wrestler strips off his shirt and wrestling trunks.
"GMSI -- what does that mean?" Phan asks, pointing to the letters on the front of Cage's trunks.
"Getting my shit in."
"Oh..."
"You want me to show you?"
Now, back in the locker room after their match, Phan wonders if he somehow misinterpreted their entire conversation at the gym. The only thing he can't get out of his head is knowing Cage put his hand on his ass, there's no misinterpreting that. Cage returns to the locker room, carrying the sweaty musk from their match with him.
"Hey..."
Phan nods at him, trying to read Cage's eyes. The wrestler speaks in just above a whisper, "Sorry if I was a little rough out there--"
"I like it rough," Phan interrupts, saying it loud enough that the other wrestlers still lingering around could hear.
"Heh heh, yeah..." Cage sees the other wrestlers looking at them and raises his voice to his regular tone, "Well, it was a good match. See ya around."
And with that he gathers his things and leaves. Phan releases the breath he didn't realize he's holding and wonders if he should have played it cool. Would there still have been a chance to hook up with Cage?
When he returns home, Phan can't stop replaying their interactions over and over again in a loop. He tries to go to sleep, but his mind keeps racing, wondering what the outcome would have been had he responded differently. Rather than toss and turn all night, Phan gathers his gear and heads back to the gym.
The gym is empty, perfect for Phan to work out without any distractions. He's surprised that the place is open 24 hours when he's the only one in there, and since no one is around he takes off his clothes, leaving him in nothing but his jockstrap for his workout. Then he gets to work, blasting music on his phone while warming up on the stair climber. He's so in the zone he doesn't hear the door open and another person come in. It's only when he steps off the machine that he sees him -- Cage.
"Hey..."
Phan has a shiver run down his back hearing Cage utter that word. The wrestler is still in his trunks, but has a t-shirt on.
"You aren't going to back away the moment someone sets foot in here?" Phan asks.
"No," Cage says with conviction. "I locked the door."
A smile creeps across Phan's face as his resistance to Cage subsides.
"Is it no clothes on at night?" Cage asks. "Good, I like working out naked too."
The wrestler strips off his shirt and wrestling trunks.
"GMSI -- what does that mean?" Phan asks, pointing to the letters on the front of Cage's trunks.
"Getting my shit in."
"Oh..."
"You want me to show you?"
Phan nods, eying Cage's body up and down, impressed with all of it. The wrestler starts going through the poses that show off his muscles the best – stretching his arms out wide and popping his biceps, showing off his meaty thighs, flexing and showboating. Phan copies him exactly, enticing Cage to break his pose and feel Phan's biceps, or squeeze his tits. They both begin to bounce their pecs, it's hard to tell who's enjoying whose body more. Cage always loves showing off for others, but he's just as enthusiastic marveling at Phan's body. Cage then massages Phan's pec with his right hand, rubbing and squeezing. He even tweaks the nipple. His left hand repeats what the right one did, playing with both of the wrestler's pecs as Phan encourages him, his nipples as hard as his dick.
They back up towards a bench where Phan lies down. Cage straddles his lap, still worshipping his every muscle. Phan pulls him down into a hug and then feels Cage's mouth latch onto one of his nipples, tugging at it gently with his teeth. Cage then swirls his tongue around the right nipple, pulling off with an audible pop before moving onto the left one, licking and kissing Phan's massive pecs, like he's addicted to them. The truth is Cage can't remember the last time he saw a body that made him this hard. He is surprised he made it through their match without coming. He considers saying that to Phan, but he's too busy enjoying the moment to bring up the past.
Phan is yearning to worship Cage's body in a similar fashion, but finds himself enjoying Cage's attention too much to stop him. The wrestler kisses down Phan's neck, through the middle of his chest, making his way past the abs and tickling Phan's bellybutton with his tongue. He looks at Phan in the eyes and then tugs down his jockstrap, getting his first view of Phan's dick. Then without hesitation he opens his mouth, sucking in the head of the pornstar's cock in his mouth.
"Ahhh, yeah," Phan sighs, brushing his hand through Cage's mohawk.
The wrestler gives the dick just as much attention as he did the rest of Phan's body, licking it, kissing it, sucking it. He inhales it so it touches the back of his throat, squeezing it in his mouth, then bobs his head fast, so very fast.
"Whooooaaaa..." Phan is surprised by the burst of energy. "Yeah, suck it."
Cage slips the dick out of his mouth, slapping it playfully against his face before resuming his deep throating.
"Ahhh," Phan squeezes the edges of the bench, enjoying every move Cage's tongue makes.
Cage eventually pulls back, stroking Phan's dick fast with a tight grip, as though he's testing just how hard he is. He then returns to straddling the pornstar, reaching behind himself to guide Phan's cock into his ass.
"Uhhhh, there we go," Cage groans as he settles in position, gritting his teeth.
Phan looks up at him with his eyes wide open, surprised that Cage is going to bottom. The wrestler clenches his ass around his dick, "Ready?"
Phan nods, all the words have escaped him. And so Cage begins, sliding down Phan's length slowly, taking in every thick, veiny inch of that dick. He starts moving up and down. Phan's hands take hold of his waist and his ass, and he guides the wrestler's body. Cage rides him slowly at first, but picks up the pace as he goes along, testing the strength of the bench as the speed increases. Every time that Phan's cock plunges as deep as it can go, Cage lets out a small moan of pleasure.
Phan then holds Cage's ass down, his cock buried deep in it, and starts fucking him, thrusting up into his ass. Deeper and deeper. It hurts a little, but that pain is easily outweighed by the pleasure surging through Cage's entire body. He flexes his biceps, showing off that he could take it, loudly moaning. He then grasps his hard cock, stroking it as it leaks out on to Phan's stomach. He sees the pornstar's eyes lock on to his dick.
"What? You wanna taste?"
Phan nods.
"That's right you do," Cage smirks.
The wrestler slides forward, letting Phan's cock drop out of his ass until his dick is hanging over Phan's mouth. "Open wide..."
Phan happily gobbles up Cage's cock, swallowing the salty pre-cum as he takes more of it in his mouth. Cage lets out a gasp of relief and pleasure as Phan sucks the head of his cock. Phan tries to remember everything that Cage did to him, spitting the dick back out and swirling his tongue around the tip of his cock. Cage lets out another quiet moan, and then he pushes the huge member deeper into Phan's throat. He puts his hand on the back of Phan's head, tugging on his little ponytail as the pornstar bobs his head back and forth, taking as much of Cage's thick dick as he could into his mouth. Cage watches him go, hungry, eager, so fucking sexy.
"Yeah you want that cock, do ya?" Cage asks.
Phan nods with the his mouth still full of dick.
"Alright, let me give it to you."
They back up towards a bench where Phan lies down. Cage straddles his lap, still worshipping his every muscle. Phan pulls him down into a hug and then feels Cage's mouth latch onto one of his nipples, tugging at it gently with his teeth. Cage then swirls his tongue around the right nipple, pulling off with an audible pop before moving onto the left one, licking and kissing Phan's massive pecs, like he's addicted to them. The truth is Cage can't remember the last time he saw a body that made him this hard. He is surprised he made it through their match without coming. He considers saying that to Phan, but he's too busy enjoying the moment to bring up the past.
Phan is yearning to worship Cage's body in a similar fashion, but finds himself enjoying Cage's attention too much to stop him. The wrestler kisses down Phan's neck, through the middle of his chest, making his way past the abs and tickling Phan's bellybutton with his tongue. He looks at Phan in the eyes and then tugs down his jockstrap, getting his first view of Phan's dick. Then without hesitation he opens his mouth, sucking in the head of the pornstar's cock in his mouth.
"Ahhh, yeah," Phan sighs, brushing his hand through Cage's mohawk.
The wrestler gives the dick just as much attention as he did the rest of Phan's body, licking it, kissing it, sucking it. He inhales it so it touches the back of his throat, squeezing it in his mouth, then bobs his head fast, so very fast.
"Whooooaaaa..." Phan is surprised by the burst of energy. "Yeah, suck it."
Cage slips the dick out of his mouth, slapping it playfully against his face before resuming his deep throating.
"Ahhh," Phan squeezes the edges of the bench, enjoying every move Cage's tongue makes.
Cage eventually pulls back, stroking Phan's dick fast with a tight grip, as though he's testing just how hard he is. He then returns to straddling the pornstar, reaching behind himself to guide Phan's cock into his ass.
"Uhhhh, there we go," Cage groans as he settles in position, gritting his teeth.
Phan looks up at him with his eyes wide open, surprised that Cage is going to bottom. The wrestler clenches his ass around his dick, "Ready?"
Phan nods, all the words have escaped him. And so Cage begins, sliding down Phan's length slowly, taking in every thick, veiny inch of that dick. He starts moving up and down. Phan's hands take hold of his waist and his ass, and he guides the wrestler's body. Cage rides him slowly at first, but picks up the pace as he goes along, testing the strength of the bench as the speed increases. Every time that Phan's cock plunges as deep as it can go, Cage lets out a small moan of pleasure.
Phan then holds Cage's ass down, his cock buried deep in it, and starts fucking him, thrusting up into his ass. Deeper and deeper. It hurts a little, but that pain is easily outweighed by the pleasure surging through Cage's entire body. He flexes his biceps, showing off that he could take it, loudly moaning. He then grasps his hard cock, stroking it as it leaks out on to Phan's stomach. He sees the pornstar's eyes lock on to his dick.
"What? You wanna taste?"
Phan nods.
"That's right you do," Cage smirks.
The wrestler slides forward, letting Phan's cock drop out of his ass until his dick is hanging over Phan's mouth. "Open wide..."
Phan happily gobbles up Cage's cock, swallowing the salty pre-cum as he takes more of it in his mouth. Cage lets out a gasp of relief and pleasure as Phan sucks the head of his cock. Phan tries to remember everything that Cage did to him, spitting the dick back out and swirling his tongue around the tip of his cock. Cage lets out another quiet moan, and then he pushes the huge member deeper into Phan's throat. He puts his hand on the back of Phan's head, tugging on his little ponytail as the pornstar bobs his head back and forth, taking as much of Cage's thick dick as he could into his mouth. Cage watches him go, hungry, eager, so fucking sexy.
"Yeah you want that cock, do ya?" Cage asks.
Phan nods with the his mouth still full of dick.
"Alright, let me give it to you."
The noise Phan makes when the The Machine licks broad across his hole is fucking stunning - a ragged moan caught somewhere high in his throat, trailing into a whimper that would have been a cry if it had had a little more volume. It's as if he's never been rimmed before. If Cage hadn't been hard before, he definitely is now. He repeats the motion, and Phan moans louder, shaking on the bench. Cage presses his lips against the hole and sucks, sliding the tip of his tongue in and out of Phan. Phan even pushes back against Cage, making the wrestler grin more than once at the hedonistic pleasure that is reflected in Phan's movements.
"Getting impatient are we?" Cage teases.
"It's been how many days since we first met here?" Phan replies.
"Yeah, you've been a good little boy, waiting for me," Cage acknowledges as he pulls his face away from Phan's ass.
Phan closes his eyes, bracing for Cage's thick dick to stretch his hole. Instead he hears the wrestler from a few feet away.
"Come over here," Cage calls.
The pornstar looks over his shoulder and sees Cage seated at a leg machine. He's full of surprises tonight.
"Ride me."
Phan climbs on to Cage's lap facing him, his dick rubbing against the wrestler's freshly shaven stomach. Cage moves his dick between Phan's cheeks and slowly guides it to his hole. Phan takes a breath feeling the head press up against him, not exhaling until Cage's head slips all the way in. There's a bit of pain, but Phan's been fucked so many times his hole can easily adapt.
"Fuck, how are you so tight?" Cage asks.
He squeezes the ass as Phan begins rocking his hips experimentally, slowly but steadily. He doesn't have much leverage and can only manage the slightest shift, but it's enough to make them both catch their breath. Phan is so tight, Cage feels like he's pressing on every part of Phan's insides all at once. But there's no pained expression on Phan's face or nervous look in his eyes, just a smile. So they quickly settle into a rhythm with Phan rolling his hips and Cage thrusting upward just a little in counterpart. The movement is barely anything at all, but Cage can tell he's hitting Phan's prostate in the way he tenses and in the sounds he makes. Is he climaxing already, Cage wonders. He's so fucking deep it seems possible, but Phan takes it beautifully. The truth is he's lingering on the edge, but he doesn't want to end yet. As hot as it would be to finish on Cage's lap like this, he wants to experience The Machine and be pounded to a finish. He puts his hands on Cage's wrists, the wrestler's cupping his ass. "Show me why they call you the Machine."
He slides off Cage's lap and returns to the bench getting back in the doggie position. Cage wipes the sweat off his brow and positions himself behind him, eying the gorgeous ass ready to be abused. He leans forward, hanging over Phan as his dick returns back inside him. He breaths softly into Phan's ear, "Brace yourself."
Phan holds on to the side of the bench as Cage arches back and snaps his hips with a forceful thrust. He feels every inch of Cage in him and smiles. "Harder."
"Harder?" Cage cocks his eyebrow.
He drags his dick out and slams it back in.
"Yeah! Come on, Machine. Fuck me."
Cage grabs Phan's hands and pulls his arms back as he slams into him repeatedly. He grunts as Phan groans, sounding like two wild animals. Cage turns red from all the thrusting. Phan's ass is testing his stamina. He releases the pornstar's hands and puts one foot on the bench as he grips Phan's waist, fucking him from a higher angle.
"Yeah, that's it."
Cage recalls Phan saying earlier that he liked it rough. He originally thought it was just a line, but now as he pounds him deeper he realizes Phan was being truthful. He rubs his hands along the curve of Phan's ass and on his rippling back muscles, still finding new details in Phan's body to admire.
“Fuck,” Cage groans as he squeezes Phan's ass with one hand. He can't help but grunt in response to the filthy sounds Phan makes with every thrust.
Without even thinking about it, he gives Phan's beautiful ass a nice, solid slap. Phan yelps in surprise, and looks back, "Do that again, but harder."
Phan resumes moving his hips back and forth, fucking himself on Cage's cock, waiting for the next slap. Cage slaps Phan's ass again, watching him moving on his slick cock. He moans in pleasure, and Cage can't help but moan too. He grabs that beautiful ass again and starts fucking him hard, slapping his ass and grabbing it and making Phan moan like he never has before, nailing his prostate with precision.
"Ahh yeah, fuck me like the Machine you are," Phan demands.
Cage delivers for Phan and more and at this pace, Phan knows he won't last too much longer. Cage pulls out of him and swiftly flips Phan onto his back before pressing himself in again. Phan's face is flushed beautifully, and his enormous chest is slick with sweat. Cage watches Phan's cock shake with every thrust. Phan fights the urge inside him, enjoying the view of Cage rocking his body into him over and over again. All that muscle. The sweat. The smell.
"Ahhh, I'm gonna come," Phan announces, even though Cage can tell that from all the faces he's been making.
Phan takes himself into his hand and starts pumping his hard cock. It twitches as Phan moans, shooting a nice, big load all over himself, splattering his chest with seed. Cage groans back, fucking him nice and hard, hitting his prostate again as Phan rides out his orgasm. He then pulls out and aims while pumping his own cock, and comes on Phan's chest as well. He watches as his semen drips alongside Phan's, unable to tell whose was whose. Phan bounces his cum-covered pecs, which only makes Cage even more aroused. He lowers his face down, lapping up their cum, as the pornstar's chest rubs against his face.
When he's finished Cage leans back, his big grin seems permanently stuck on his face. Phan can't help but laugh between breaths, undeniably happy with how the night has ended.
"So, next time let's do this without the match," Phan suggests.
"Are you sure? Because you looked fucking hot in the ring," Cage says.
"Hotter than I do right now?"
"Fair point."
Phan stands back up, "Now let's go hit the showers, so I can worship you some more."
Phan leads Cage to the changing room and showers. It's only then that they pass Nese, who has been there the entire time. He must have been in the locker room when Phan entered the gym. Phan looks back at Cage, expecting him to distance himself or come up with some excuse, but instead the wrestler pulls Phan closer to him as they brush past Nese.
"Forget worship, let's fuck again," Cage says, knowing Nese hears him.
"Why not both?"
Nese hears the two men laugh as they disappear around the corner, now tempted to stay and watch the encore...
Can't go wrong with either of these bodybuilding hunks, but Phan's juicy ass would be too hard to resist if I were to pick only one.
"Ahh yeah, fuck me like the Machine you are," Phan demands.
Cage delivers for Phan and more and at this pace, Phan knows he won't last too much longer. Cage pulls out of him and swiftly flips Phan onto his back before pressing himself in again. Phan's face is flushed beautifully, and his enormous chest is slick with sweat. Cage watches Phan's cock shake with every thrust. Phan fights the urge inside him, enjoying the view of Cage rocking his body into him over and over again. All that muscle. The sweat. The smell.
"Ahhh, I'm gonna come," Phan announces, even though Cage can tell that from all the faces he's been making.
Phan takes himself into his hand and starts pumping his hard cock. It twitches as Phan moans, shooting a nice, big load all over himself, splattering his chest with seed. Cage groans back, fucking him nice and hard, hitting his prostate again as Phan rides out his orgasm. He then pulls out and aims while pumping his own cock, and comes on Phan's chest as well. He watches as his semen drips alongside Phan's, unable to tell whose was whose. Phan bounces his cum-covered pecs, which only makes Cage even more aroused. He lowers his face down, lapping up their cum, as the pornstar's chest rubs against his face.
When he's finished Cage leans back, his big grin seems permanently stuck on his face. Phan can't help but laugh between breaths, undeniably happy with how the night has ended.
"So, next time let's do this without the match," Phan suggests.
"Are you sure? Because you looked fucking hot in the ring," Cage says.
"Hotter than I do right now?"
"Fair point."
Phan stands back up, "Now let's go hit the showers, so I can worship you some more."
Phan leads Cage to the changing room and showers. It's only then that they pass Nese, who has been there the entire time. He must have been in the locker room when Phan entered the gym. Phan looks back at Cage, expecting him to distance himself or come up with some excuse, but instead the wrestler pulls Phan closer to him as they brush past Nese.
"Forget worship, let's fuck again," Cage says, knowing Nese hears him.
"Why not both?"
Nese hears the two men laugh as they disappear around the corner, now tempted to stay and watch the encore...
Can't go wrong with either of these bodybuilding hunks, but Phan's juicy ass would be too hard to resist if I were to pick only one.
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