Lian and Starks stare at each other from across the ring as they slide the leather straps around their wrists, tethering them to each other for a strap match. The bell rings, announcing the start of the match, but neither man moves. Lian takes his opponent in, staring him up and down, admiring the look of the athlete in his tight, red trunks. Starks keeps a poker face, but there's a slight twist to his lips towards a smile, suggesting his eyes like the ripped body across the ring from him.
The two men begin to move toward the center of the ring, when Starks abruptly folds the strap and swings at Lian with it. The pornstar ducks the attack and yanks on the strap that has twisted behind Starks's legs, tripping him. As Starks pulls himself up on his hands and knees Lian rams into him with his knee, followed by a kick and another strike, trapping the now standing wrestler in the corner. Starks puts his hand on Lian's face and shoves him back, only for the pornstar to charge back at him. Starks dodges out of the corner and then nails Lian with a big corner back elbow and then steps away. When Lian staggers out, dazed, the wrestler leaps at him with a flying clothesline, taking him down. Now Starks takes the leather strap and folds it again, and whips Lian in the back with it. The pornstar lets out a loud scream in pain, which only seems to turn Starks on more. As Lian hurries back to his feet, Stark goes to the corner and hops on the middle turnbuckle. Lian tugs on the strap, pulling Starks off the turnbuckle and hitting him with a kick to the head. Starks flops on his back and Lian slides on top of him for the cover. One. Two. Starks punches out, stopping the count.
The two men get back up at the same time, a thin layer of sweat already covering their bodies. Lian grabs at Starks, but Starks ducks under him. He then grabs Lian's head and hops off the ropes, nailing a tornado DDT. Lian scrambles back up, not wanting to expose himself to any more whipping, not even for a second. As soon as he's upright he sees Starks leaping at him with a rocket kick to the head, which sends him falling back down. Starks then yanks on the strap, dragging him across the ring, back towards him. He raises the strap to strike Lian with it again, but the pornstar rolls away, avoiding getting hit as he manages to stand up. Starks yanks on the strap, pulling the pornstar back, and then whips him into the ropes. Lian runs across the ring and when rebounds back he sees Starks charge at him with a spear. Starks goes for the cover, but Lian lifts his shoulder before the three-count.
Even though Starks thinks that should have been a three-count, he doesn't let that shake his confidence. He pulls Lian back up to his feet, standing behind him and choking him with the strap, making him regret lifting his shoulder. Lian panics, grabbing at the strap trying to slide his head through it, but Starks keeps it taut. The pornstar then backs up into Starks, his ass against the pornstar's groin, backing them into the ropes. He then thrusts backward into Starks, providing enough of an arousing distraction to elbow the wrestler in the head and end his suffocation. He then whips Starks across the ring. The wrestler bounces off the ropes, picking up momentum and leaps at Lian for a crossbody, but the pornstar catches him, spinning him around and slamming him in the ring. Starks rubs his lower back as he stands back up, right back into Lian's arms. The pornstar lifts him up and hits a backbreaker, holding him on his knee for a stretch. Starks tries using the strap to whip Lian, but he misses and Lian counters with a punch to the gut, allowing Starks to roll off his knee. Starks tries crawling to the ropes, but Lian stalks over him, taunting him by towering over him. He then folds the strap up and whips Starks in the back, showing him how painful it is to be struck with it. And again. Starks pulls himself up and shoves Lian away. When Lian lunges back at him Starks jumps up and hits a dropkick, knocking him down. Starks hurries over to him and picks him up and lifts the pornstar up, hitting him with a sitout powerbomb. He holds the pornstar down for the pin, but Lian kicks out before the count can get to three.
As Lian stands back up Starks yanks him over and wraps his arms around his waist, lifting him up, looking to put him out with the Roshambo. But Lian slides up and behind Starks, pulling on the leather strap. He chokes Starks with it, making him turn red. Starks kicks Lian in the gut, sliding out from the strap, but as he spins around, he tangles himself in the strap. Lian grabs him and lifts him up with a chokeslam, planting him in the middle of the ring. The pornstar then puts him in a crossface, pulling the strap across Starks's face. The wrestler tries squirming, reaching for the ropes, but he's in the middle of the ring. The pain becomes unbearable, and Starks taps out, giving Lian the win via submission.
After the match Lian rushes back to the locker room into the showers, hoping that the warm water and steam will help heal his body from the grueling match. He closes his eyes, wishing the pain away when suddenly he feels someone come up behind, a dick rubbing up against his ass crack. Lian rocks back ever so gently, enjoying the feeling of the dick between his cheeks. Eventually he glances over his shoulder to see who the mystery man is, and discovers that is Starks.
The wrestler holds Lian's head with his hand and leans in for a kiss. It's surprisingly a passionate kiss, tongue moving into his mouth, but it's also a distraction. When Starks pulls away Lian feels something on his wrist. He looks down and sees the leather strap once again around his wrist, tethering him to Starks.
"I'm not finished with you," Starks says. "We're going back out there, and finishing what we started."
Lian can't help but get excited at what Starks has in mind and happily follows him out to the empty arena where the ring still stands, even if the painful leather strap is joining them. Starks moves to one corner, eyeing Lian. The pornstar doesn't know what's more intimidating: the look on Starks's face or the silence of the arena. Starks yanks the strap, pulling Lian towards him until their bodies crash together in an embrace. The wrestler pulls Lian's head to his, locking their lips together as his hands reach down and stroke the pornstar's already hard cock. He then shoves Lian down to his knees, ordering him to open his mouth. Licking the underside of his cock, Lian engulfs the cock and immediately goes almost all the way down. Starks moans and bucks his hips into Lian's warm mouth. He pats the pornstar's bald head, rubbing his hand down it to the back of his head, slowly bringing him further down his cock. "That's it," Starks groans. "Take all of it."
Lian doesn't know if Starks is being rough with him because that's how he is or if he's taking the angry of losing their match out on him. Either way Lian enjoys being submissive and Starks confident dominance turns him on even more.
Starks's dick has been eager for a hole ever since their match, and he's glad that Lian is happy to take it. So many times he's been turned on by his wrestling opponents, only to find release with a random hook-up that he barely remembers as his eyes are closed most of the time fantasizing about his opponent. But now, he's got Lian on his knees eagerly taking his dick. Starks thrusts his dick faster, the pornstar humming as it pistons in his mouth. That makes Starks reach out and grab the top rope to keep him from buckling, in awe of the pornstar's oral talents.
Starks pulls Lian up to his feet, letting his dick out of his mouth with a pop! He then pushes Lian's head down so he's bent over. The pornstar's breath hitches as he feels Starks's large member push into him, the head forcing him open wonderfully. Starks pauses for a moment, letting him feel the sheer size of his cockhead alone. He grips on to Lian's shoulders, gently squeezing them before thrusting the rest of his cock into him. And then Starks continues driving his cock into him, pounding into his ass with no regard. Lian breathes heavily, showing no pain in the abuse that Starks is giving him, making Starks wonder if the beating Lian took in the ring has made him immune to pain.
Starks then shifts positions, pulling out of Lian and spinning him around. He tells the pornstar to hold on to the top rope and has him kick his legs up, setting them on his shoulders so he's holding Lian up midair. Starks's dick makes it way back into Lian as if it's a magnet pulling metal towards it. His palms fall flat to Lian's hard pecs, giving them a playful squeze as he starts off nice and easy with fluid rocks of his hips, forward and back. Lian groans, feeling that the wrestler is now tired, yearning for a heavy pounding like before. Starks smirks at him, revealing that he's only teasing the pornstar, tilting his head as if to say, do you really think that's all I've got? He soon resumes pounding into Lian, giving him everything he wants and more. He loves how Lian's hole isn't tight, how it encourages him to use as much force as possible. And he'll take any chance he can get to show off his strength. And the way Lian's eyes flutter closed with every penetration shows the bottom is more than enjoying it.
"Come on and ride me," Starks says, releasing Lian's thighs.
Starks sits on his knees and leans back, holding himself up with his hands, waving his erect dick for Lian to ride. Lian sits on his knees and crawls up Starks and then reclines back as he feels the cock circling his hole. Starks slips into the warm hole once again, they both groan at the familiar feeling. Lian starts bouncing on the hard length, letting it fill him up again. As he rides Starks, he starts moaning and throwing his head back, while their movements make the ring shake. Starks smiles at Lian, glancing between the looks on Lian's faces and the pornstar's bouncing cock. Lian moves his hands back and forth from Starks's shoulders down to his chest, feeling the muscles in his body as Starks take control. Starks's dick brushes against his prostate and then the next thrust in hits it dead on. Lian puts both his hands on Starks's neck, tilting his own head back as he moans out, signaling Starks is hitting his spot. But it's Sparks who can't handle it, announcing first that: "Fuck I'm gonna come..."
Lian climbs off of him and tilts his head down, taking the dick back in his mouth. Feeling Lian's warm, wet mouth engulfing his cock, Starks knows he really won't last long. Lian moans around Starks's dick, as if he's calling for him to come. Starks bucks his hips, pushing the cock further into his throat. Gagging as his nose presses into Starks's balls, Lian continues to sucking as he feels the slight tensing of Starks's balls and soon, the wrestler's cum pumps into his throat.
"UGHHHHH!" Starks roars, his entire body shaking as he unleashes into Lian's mouth.
Lian swallows it all, and then resumes bobbing his head up and down, savoring it.
Starks sits on his knees and leans back, holding himself up with his hands, waving his erect dick for Lian to ride. Lian sits on his knees and crawls up Starks and then reclines back as he feels the cock circling his hole. Starks slips into the warm hole once again, they both groan at the familiar feeling. Lian starts bouncing on the hard length, letting it fill him up again. As he rides Starks, he starts moaning and throwing his head back, while their movements make the ring shake. Starks smiles at Lian, glancing between the looks on Lian's faces and the pornstar's bouncing cock. Lian moves his hands back and forth from Starks's shoulders down to his chest, feeling the muscles in his body as Starks take control. Starks's dick brushes against his prostate and then the next thrust in hits it dead on. Lian puts both his hands on Starks's neck, tilting his own head back as he moans out, signaling Starks is hitting his spot. But it's Sparks who can't handle it, announcing first that: "Fuck I'm gonna come..."
Lian climbs off of him and tilts his head down, taking the dick back in his mouth. Feeling Lian's warm, wet mouth engulfing his cock, Starks knows he really won't last long. Lian moans around Starks's dick, as if he's calling for him to come. Starks bucks his hips, pushing the cock further into his throat. Gagging as his nose presses into Starks's balls, Lian continues to sucking as he feels the slight tensing of Starks's balls and soon, the wrestler's cum pumps into his throat.
"UGHHHHH!" Starks roars, his entire body shaking as he unleashes into Lian's mouth.
Lian swallows it all, and then resumes bobbing his head up and down, savoring it.
When Lian finally pulls his mouth off Starks's dick, a string of saliva and cum still tethers them together. The wrestler grunts and shakes it off of him, turning to make his way to leave the ring. But he has forgotten about the leather strap, the one that actually does bind them together.
But Lian hasn't and he isn't ready for things to end.
The pornstar stands up and pulls on the leather, yanking Starks back to him, an action that tells Starks exactly what Lian is thinking: Where the fuck do you think you're going?
Starks shakes his head and slides the strap off his wrist, "I'm done. I'm good."
Lian chuckles removing the strap fro his wrist as well: Starks thinks he's good? Ha!
Starks turns away to attempt to leave again, but Lian shoves him. Starks trips forward, landing on his knees, his head hanging over the middle rope. Lian gets behind him, holding him in that position before spitting at the wrestler's bubbly ass. Starks tries to shake free, but somehow Lian is overpowering him. Or maybe Starks isn't trying too hard, curious to see what Lian will do.
The pornstar stands up and pulls on the leather, yanking Starks back to him, an action that tells Starks exactly what Lian is thinking: Where the fuck do you think you're going?
Starks shakes his head and slides the strap off his wrist, "I'm done. I'm good."
Lian chuckles removing the strap fro his wrist as well: Starks thinks he's good? Ha!
Starks turns away to attempt to leave again, but Lian shoves him. Starks trips forward, landing on his knees, his head hanging over the middle rope. Lian gets behind him, holding him in that position before spitting at the wrestler's bubbly ass. Starks tries to shake free, but somehow Lian is overpowering him. Or maybe Starks isn't trying too hard, curious to see what Lian will do.
The pornstar licks down Starks's ass crack and then spreads his cheeks open, getting a view of the wrestler's hole. He spits at it and then uses his tongue to spread his salvia around Starks's hole.
"Ohhhh..." Starks moans, suddenly losing all urge to leave.
Lian drags the flat of his tongue over his hole, the texture rough on the ripple of Starks's rim. Starks hands tighten their clasp around the rope, dipping his head below the strong line of his shoulders with a sweet, soft moan that spurs Lian on. Lian blows into Starks, sending a chill down the wrestler's spin, tensing him up as Lian keeps going, tasting him deeper until he feels him give enough to ease in a finger, then two, then three. Starks takes all with ease, clenching and grasping around the digits in a way Lian can’t wait to feel on his cock. And he doesn't wait another second.
Starks's breath hitches as he feels Lian's cock push into him. He had tried to resist bottoming, to give his ass a break, and had succeeded for several months, but now with Lian's dick pumping into him he wonders how he could've gone for so long without feeling this sensation. Lian's dick fills him and stretches him wonderfully. Starks is so pleased he can't contain his moans, letting them mix with the slapping of their thighs to make a filthy noise that echoes through the arena.
Lian had wanted this so fucking bad. Seeing Starks flaunt his ass in those fitting trunks was more painful than the whipping he took during their match. And Starks thought he could just leave without Lian getting a taste of it? Sure Starks's dick was good, but it's nothing compared to his supple ass. And now seeing that ass jiggle every time he thrusts into it and hearing Starks moan under him, encourages Lian to give him a progressively harder fucking. Fucking with wild abandon, making the ass shake even more. Starks's hole is just so warm and tight, seemingly begging for him to wreck it.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck. Ohhh fuck me. You're so fucking big and hard in me. Fuck, fuck," Starks pants.
Lian doesn't say anything back, he just smacks his hands on Starks's cheeks, a gesture that says: "I know."
Lians hips slapping into Starks's harshly, driving his cock deeper and deeper into him. Starks's ass tightens around Lian's cock, gripping it, making Lian use more force. Giving him a real pounding. Starks is making up for lost time, months of his ass not being fucked. Lian leans forward, kissing Starks's nape, pressing his chest against the wrestler's sweaty back. He then rolls to his side, pulling Starks on top of him, his dick managing to stay inside the wrestler's hole. He holds on to the underside of Starks's thighs as the wrestler's legs spread open in a V, his toes pointing to the ceiling. Lian pumps his cock into him faster, the rough fucking has it bumping against Starks's prostate over and over again each time sending a jolt of pleasure through his body, making Starks's toes curl. Then Lian unleashes a rapid series of short thrusts into the wrestler, capping it off with a bunch of powerful, full strokes. Starks moans louder, his body twitching from the overload of sensations ripping through his body. Lian holds him steady, going faster, chasing his own climax, and soon the two men are coming almost at the same time.
Starks shoots his second load, splattering his abs with his white seed. As he comes his ass tightens which brings Lian to orgasm. The pornstar continues to pump into Starks, burying his load his load deep into wrestler. Starks's moans continue while the warm ropes of cum fill him up, until he feels Lian's dick slide out of him. The wrestler rolls over to Lian's side, still shaking. Lian looks at him with a wide grin, the two men basking in each other's presence and warmth forgetting they're both naked in the ring.
"Ohhhh..." Starks moans, suddenly losing all urge to leave.
Lian drags the flat of his tongue over his hole, the texture rough on the ripple of Starks's rim. Starks hands tighten their clasp around the rope, dipping his head below the strong line of his shoulders with a sweet, soft moan that spurs Lian on. Lian blows into Starks, sending a chill down the wrestler's spin, tensing him up as Lian keeps going, tasting him deeper until he feels him give enough to ease in a finger, then two, then three. Starks takes all with ease, clenching and grasping around the digits in a way Lian can’t wait to feel on his cock. And he doesn't wait another second.
Starks's breath hitches as he feels Lian's cock push into him. He had tried to resist bottoming, to give his ass a break, and had succeeded for several months, but now with Lian's dick pumping into him he wonders how he could've gone for so long without feeling this sensation. Lian's dick fills him and stretches him wonderfully. Starks is so pleased he can't contain his moans, letting them mix with the slapping of their thighs to make a filthy noise that echoes through the arena.
Lian had wanted this so fucking bad. Seeing Starks flaunt his ass in those fitting trunks was more painful than the whipping he took during their match. And Starks thought he could just leave without Lian getting a taste of it? Sure Starks's dick was good, but it's nothing compared to his supple ass. And now seeing that ass jiggle every time he thrusts into it and hearing Starks moan under him, encourages Lian to give him a progressively harder fucking. Fucking with wild abandon, making the ass shake even more. Starks's hole is just so warm and tight, seemingly begging for him to wreck it.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck. Ohhh fuck me. You're so fucking big and hard in me. Fuck, fuck," Starks pants.
Lian doesn't say anything back, he just smacks his hands on Starks's cheeks, a gesture that says: "I know."
Lians hips slapping into Starks's harshly, driving his cock deeper and deeper into him. Starks's ass tightens around Lian's cock, gripping it, making Lian use more force. Giving him a real pounding. Starks is making up for lost time, months of his ass not being fucked. Lian leans forward, kissing Starks's nape, pressing his chest against the wrestler's sweaty back. He then rolls to his side, pulling Starks on top of him, his dick managing to stay inside the wrestler's hole. He holds on to the underside of Starks's thighs as the wrestler's legs spread open in a V, his toes pointing to the ceiling. Lian pumps his cock into him faster, the rough fucking has it bumping against Starks's prostate over and over again each time sending a jolt of pleasure through his body, making Starks's toes curl. Then Lian unleashes a rapid series of short thrusts into the wrestler, capping it off with a bunch of powerful, full strokes. Starks moans louder, his body twitching from the overload of sensations ripping through his body. Lian holds him steady, going faster, chasing his own climax, and soon the two men are coming almost at the same time.
Starks shoots his second load, splattering his abs with his white seed. As he comes his ass tightens which brings Lian to orgasm. The pornstar continues to pump into Starks, burying his load his load deep into wrestler. Starks's moans continue while the warm ropes of cum fill him up, until he feels Lian's dick slide out of him. The wrestler rolls over to Lian's side, still shaking. Lian looks at him with a wide grin, the two men basking in each other's presence and warmth forgetting they're both naked in the ring.
Starks then crawls back on top of Lian, kissing him and admitting, "I'm glad you kept me here. Never let me try and leave like that again."
Lian cups his hands around Starks's ass and nods, knowing that the wrestler's ass he's holding is also his, not leather strap needed to keep them together.
Either of these bubble butts would be a pleasure to fuck, but if I had to pick I'd go with the whole package: Lian and his flawless physique.
Lian cups his hands around Starks's ass and nods, knowing that the wrestler's ass he's holding is also his, not leather strap needed to keep them together.
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