Brock Magnus vs. Leon Lokombo

Magnus is a Czech bodybuilder and pornstar who comes in at 6'2 and 230 lb. The beefy stud looks hotter than ever, primarily shooting his own content online these days. Lokombo is a Canadian bodybuilder and wrestler. The Mighty hunk tips the scales at over 230 lb.

Magnus and Lokombo don't take their eyes off each other as they circle around the ring, gradually nearing each other. It's been some time since Magnus has felt intimidated by another man, but Lokombo's bulging biceps make him nervous, hesitating. Lokombo can see the fear in his eyes and lunges at him, but Magnus slides out of the ring. He tries to play it off, but everyone knows what they saw -- fear.
"Come on," Lokombo yells, waving for his opponent to come back into the ring.
Magnus takes a step up on the stairs and pauses, making sure Lokombo keeps his distance. He then re-enters the ring, slowly, testing Lokombo's patience. And then when he sees Lokombo's guard down Magnus springs at him. Lokombo has a quick reflexes and puts his hands up, allowing them to lock up. He overpowers the pornstar and shoves him backward with so much force that Magnus falls on his ass. The pornstar can't hide his embarrassment now. He pulls on the ropes to help himself up, trying to shake it off. Lokombo keeps an eye on him, flexing his biceps as a taunt. He then motions for Magnus to try to come at him again. Magnus shakes his head, not falling for that obvious trap. Instead Magnus stands up and raises his right hand up, motioning for Lokombo to grab it, to test his strength again. Not at all threatened, Lokombo steps forward and grabs on to Magnus's right hand and then his left hand. The two men push at each other trying to get the advantage. Magnus begins to turn red, he can feel Lokombo about to take over and then he kicks the wrestler in the gut with a cheap shot. Lokombo bends forward holding his stomach in pain, allowing Magnus to get him in a side headlock. Just as he squeezes his bicep around the wrestler's head, he feels Lokombo grab him and start to lift him up. Magnus kicks his legs in the air, fighting back, preventing Lokombo from lifting him all the way up and forcing him to put him down. Magnus then releases the side headlock and spanks Lokombo before grabbing his wrist and whipping him across the ring. Lokombo springs back from the ropes picking up speed and charges at Magnus with a shoulder block, knocking the pornstar on his back. He leaps up with a legdrop, but Magnus rolls out of the way in time. Lokombo grimaces as his ass lands on the ring, and then groans as Magnus knees him in the back. The pornstar grabs Lokombo's hands, stretching them out as he drills his knee into the wrestler's back. The wrestler cries out in pain, it feels as though Magnus could snap his spine. Lokombo twists his body trying to overpower Magnus's hold. Magnus does his best to keep Lokombo down, but the wrestler outmaneuvers him, shaking free and crawling to the ropes. Magnus lets Lokombo stand up and then grabs him from behind and hits a German suplex, arching his back for the pin. One. Two. Lokombo kicks out in time.
The two men scramble back up and face off again. Lokombo makes another lunge at Magnus, but the pornstar doesn't flinch this time. Instead he kicks his leg up, striking Lokombo. He follows it up with another kick, backing the wrestler into the corner. He then hits a big backhand slap across Lokombo's broad chest, loud enough to echo through the arena. He whips Lokombo across the ring and races after him, smashing their bodies together in the opposite corner. Magnus then steps up on the middle rope and delivers a series of ten blows to the head, capping it off by thrusting his pelvis in Lokombo's face, the bulge in his groin making contact. He hops off the turnbuckles and lets Lokombo stagger out. Magnus gets him in a fireman's carry and hits him with a Death Valley driver. Magnus crawls on top of him, his package in Lokombo's face as he goes for the pin. One. Two. Thr-- Lokombo punches out.
Magnus stands back up bouncing his chest, trying to show he no longer fears Lokombo. As Lokombo stands back up the pornstar grabs him and whips him across the ring. Lokombo ducks Magnus's swinging fist on the rebound and runs across the ring. He leaps off the ropes with a crossbody, landing hard on top of Magnus. Lokombo hops back up and hits an elbow drop. He prepares for another, but Magnus gets up first. Lokombo reaches for him, not letting him get away, but Magnus turns around and pokes him in the eye. As Lokombo rubs his face Magnus gets behind him and puts him in a wrenching full nelson. He locks his hands behind Lokombo's head trying to get him to submit. But the wrestler pushes them back, getting Magnus in the corner. He rubs his ass on Magnus's groin faster as he presses him back against the turnbuckles. Getting squashed like this Magnus is forced to let go of his hold. Lokombo then turns around and kicks Magnus in the gut, grabbing him by his waistband and hoisting him up with a delayed vertical suplex. The blood rushes from Magnus's dick to his other head, the actual one, as he stares down at the ring while being held upside down. He feels his trunks clench up in his ass, giving him a wedgie, wondering how long until Lokombo slams him down. The wrestler doesn't even look strained holding Magnus up like this, but he finally puts him out of his misery and slams him in the center of the ring. He goes for the pin, but Magnus throws him off in the middle of the two-count.
Magnus shakes his head as he stands up, also trying to tug his trunks out of his ass crack. When Lokombo grabs at him, he elbows him in the head, enough to stop him from continuing his assault. He turns to punch at Lokombo, but the wrestler ducks it and grabs Magnus instead, lifting him up as he holds him in a bearhug. Magnus moans out, more turned on than hurt. But as Lokombo tightens his grip, squeezing his body that quickly changes. Magnus refuses to tap out. He punches Lokombo in the head, again, and again until the wrestler releases him. Magnus lands on his feet, sore, but still ready to attack. He raises his fist but Lokombo catches his wrist before he strike. He shoves Magnus backwards, forceful enough that the pornstar reaches the ropes. When Magnus springs back Lokombo grabs him and hoists him high up, slamming him down in the center of the ring with a sitout powerbomb. The entire ring wobbles like it could collapse, but Lokombo holds on to Magnus's thighs and puts his feet over Magnus's arms pinning him down. One. Two. Three.
The bell rings to mark Lokombo's victory as the wrestler stands back up raising both arms up in celebration, keeping them like that until the ref hands him back his championship belt.

The intense match has worn Lokombo out, but at least he returns to the locker room as a winner. He sets his championship belt down and heads straight to the showers, hoping to heal his sore body with some steam and warm water. It seems to be doing the trick, as Lokombo takes his time, not wanting his shower to end. When he finally returns to the locker room he finds that his championship belt is gone. Or at least it's not where he put it. He double checks his bag and the other lockers, but it's nowhere to be seen. 
"Looking for something?"
Lokombo turns around and discovers Magnus standing there wearing Lokombo's belt around his waist -- and nothing else.
"What the fuck are you doing with my belt?" Lokombo is too angry to care that Magnus is essentially naked.
"Fine, you can have it back," Magnus says as he takes it off.
He holds it out for Lokombo to take with a big grin on his face. Lokombo shakes his head at Magnus. He doesn't want to look at him in the eyes, so his eyes go down, seeing the bodybuilder's ripped torso to his erect dick no longer covered by the belt. He's not the first naked bodybuilder Lokombo has seen, but Magnus certainly ranks up there with the hottest.
"Need help putting it on?" Magnus approaches Lokombo from behind and starts to wrap his arms around his waist to put on the belt. Despite being intimidated by Lokombo in the ring, the pornstar is completely comfortable around him in the locker room (naked no less!). He knows from their match that Lokombo is horny for him.
"No, but I need help with something else," the wrestler says turning around.
He puts his hand on the back of Magnus's head and pushes him down to his crotch.
"No..." Magnus says as he tries to back away. He instead falls flat on his ass. The pornstar is used to being the one worshipped, sucked, and doing the fucking, and he sees no reason why it should be different with Lokombo.
"Funny, I don't remember asking," Lokombo says, lowering his tights revealing his massive boner.
Magnus crawls back, the fear returning to his eyes. That scared look on his face only turns Lokombo on even more. Lokombo steps up and puts his hand on Magnus's head again, pushing it towards his dick. He then takes a sharp breath as Magnus starts giving wet kisses up and down his length, feeling the pornstar's trepidation. Magnus feels trapped. He doesn't know if Lokombo went easy on him in the ring, but he knows for sure he doesn't want to find out. So he figures he'll give him the best blowjob of his life to end it.
"That's it. Enjoy my dick. Take it in," Lokombo's head thunks against the wall as the kisses turn into little licks. He grunts loudly, perhaps even embarrassingly so, as the Magnus suckles the swollen head of his cock while massaging his balls with one hand. Lokombo has no clue that Magnus isn't much of a cocksucker, not with how good he is at this. It's the right combination of tongue and pressure and the occasional tiny sting of teeth. He is having a difficult time keeping his body from just slumping down the wall onto the floor. Magnus seems to sense this, placing his hands on Magnus's hips to help keep him steady and upright. As much as he doesn't give head, he doesn't seem to mind sucking on Lokombo.
"Ahhh yeah," Lokombo sighs, his eyes fluttering.
Magnus keeps bobbing his head back and forth, going faster and faster, sensing that Lokombo won't last much longer. Who knows, maybe the wrestler will be so weak that Magnus will be able to fuck him after? But his hopes are dashed with the next thing Lokombo says:
"Alright, my dick is wet enough."
The wrestler pulls Magnus off of him and then slides his tights completely off.
"On the bench."
Magnus sits on the bench, trying to play dumb.
"How am I supposed to fuck you like that?" Lokombo says.
Magnus shrugs, "Thought maybe you wanted to sit on my lap."
"Ha," Lokombo laughs. "Let's see if you can handle my dick first. If you do a good job, maybe you'll be able to handle all this..." Lokombo slaps both his hands on his ass cheeks.
Magnus raises his eyebrows, intrigued with what he just heard. And with that he stands up, putting his hands on Lokombo's broad chest, squeezing his muscles.
"You really think I can't handle you?"
He then takes Lokombo's wrists and pulls his hands up to feel his chest. Magnus flexes for him as the wrestler's hands brush across his pecs to his shoulders.
"Maybe you can't handle this..."
Lokombo doesn't know where Magnus's fear went and how he became so confident. He leans his head down and gently bites on Magnus's right nipple. The pornstar flinches slightly, enough to make Lokombo smile.
"I don't know... can you?"
Lokombo's fingers tug on the left nipple, feeling both of Magnus's pecs harden. He then sucks on the right nipple while idly rubbing a thumb over the other, feeling Magnus's cock harden, pressed up against him.
"Now get on the bench."
Magnus crawls on top of the bench, arching his ass out. He's nervous, but at this point if he wants Lokombo what else is there for him to do?
“You have a really gorgeous ass,” Lokombo proclaims, running his hands over it and giving a couple experimental spanks to his cheek. “Looks like it's brand new,” his voice deepens with lust as he pulls apart Magnus's cheeks to inspect his hole.
“Fuck.” Magnus grunts, his cock hardening as Lokombo plays with his ass.
The wrestler spanks him again, alternating cheeks and admiring the way they redden. He then lowers his head, breathing softly on the hole, watching as Magnus tenses up. He then flattens his tongue and flicks it over the hole. Magnus's entire body shudders, making Lokombo chuckle.
"This thing looks good, you ever take it out of its package?" Lokombo says, smacking the ass again.
He holds Magnus steady as he dives back in, this time tracing his tongue over the fluttering muscle, giving little kitten licks. Magnus tastes damn good, so good that Lokombo could probably eat his ass all night. A few more licks and he starts tongue fucking the quivering pink hole, holding Magnus's ass steady with his hands.
Even though he prefers topping, Magnus is a fan of having his ass eaten. But what Lokombo is doing to him is taking it to another level. He's so good Magnus can't contain his pleasure, making breathless whines that go straight to Lokombo's already leaking cock.
The wrestler reluctantly removes his tongue, slicking a generous amount of lube onto his fingers. Magnus is still a bit stretched and open from his tongue so he’s able to easily slide a finger in, pumping it in and out.
"Gotta get you nice and loose from the real thing," Magnus says inserting a second finger in Magnus, scissoring him.
"Ohhh..." the fingers feel so good in him. It reminds him of when he bottomed years ago. How he's forgotten just how good it feels. And with that the tension in Magnus eases, as he no longer dreads having Lokombo in him. If anything he's growing impatient. So much that he's pushing his hips back, trying to fuck himself harder back on the wrestler's fingers.
"Oh, somebody's excited," Lokombo smiles. "Let's see if you're ready then..."

Lokombo steps up and takes a deep breath as he slides right in, letting out a deep moan as he bottoms out.
“Fuck...goddamn. So fucking good around me.”
The tight perfect heat around him makes him feel almost drunk with lust and he’s only barely able to control himself. He moves slow starting out, not to ease Magnus into it, but because he feels so gone already and he doesn’t want to come less than a minute after getting in this perfect ass. Yes, a slow steady slide in and out lets him capture a little of his control back and he begins to move his hips faster, the slap of their bodies touching echoing in the locker room.
“Fuck, right there.” Magnus babbles, making sure to keep his hips at that same angle as he takes all of Lokombo's massive cock.

The wrestler pulls out at most halfway before snapping his hips, maintaining the brutal pace. But Magnus is not only taking it, he's wanting it, encouraging him to keep going. Lokombo squeezes his shoulders as he keeps pounding into him, wanting more and more. He knows he's let Magnus get too comfortable around him, hell he was too comfortable with him in the ring, and he wants the pounding to put the pornstar back in his place. But Magnus is enjoying it far too much.
"Uhh uhhh uhhhh," Lokombo tries to drown out Magnus pleasurable sighs with his own heavy breaths.
When that doesn't work Lokombo climbs on top of Magnus, pushing him flat on the bench fucking him so hard it's a miracle the bench doesn't collapse. This is it, Lokombo thinks, this is showing Magnus who's the champion. And then Lokombo's cock slides over the pornstar's prostate.
"OHHHH! Again, again, just like that," Magnus begs, clenching hands into tight fists.
Lokombo keeps viciously humping pornstar. He can't deny he enjoys hearing every word coming out of Magnus's mouth, but if Magnus thinks he's "handling" Lokombo, he hasn't seen anything yet.
The wrestler pulls them up standing and then pins Magnus face first against the wall and fucks him standing up. Magnus's legs shake, like they could give out any second, but he fights through it. It helps that he can see Lokombo's ass rocking back and forth in the mirror helping him picture his reward. Lokombo can sense Magnus is enjoying this a little too much so he puts him in a wrenching full nelson, like Magnus did to him in the ring, while he fucks him. Magnus cries out in a mixture of pain and pleasure, but he refuses to tap out.
Lokombo can respect that. He turns Magnus around and picks him up and bounces him on his cock while holding him in a bearhug. Magnus wraps his legs around him, breathing heavily into Lokombo's shoulders, kissing his sweaty skin as he rides into ecstasy. The two men let out some heavy breaths but are otherwise silent, letting the sound of Lokombo fucking Magnus fill the room. Lokombo looks in Magnus's eyes and sees complete satisfaction. Magnus is so lost in his pleasure that he doesn't feel Lokombo unload in him. The wrestler hugs Magnus against him, holding him all the way down on his dick as his seed fills the pornstar up. It's only when Lokombo resumes fucking him that Magnus realizes what's happened.

Finally Lokombo sets the pornstar down, wiping the sweat off his forehead. 
"Holy shit, you sure can take a lot." Lokombo says, impressed.
Magnus smiles proudly as the cum drips out of his hole. He wipes it with a finger and sucks it off.
"Still have doubts that I can handle this?" he asks smacking Lokombo's rear. 
Lokombo hesitates, not liking that Magnus is smacking his ass so nonchalantly. So fearlessly. 
"Sit down on the bench," Lokombo orders.
Magnus sits down like he originally did, spreading his legs open so the wrestler can sit on his lap. Lokombo puts one foot up on the bench, back facing Magnus, and lowers himself down. Magnus holds his breath as he watches the gorgeous black ass eat up his cock. Lokombo goes all the way down until he feels Magnus's balls rubbing against him. 
"Fuck..." Magnus gasps, in awe of Lokombo.
Lokombo glances over his shoulder at Magnus and flashes a quick smile before beginning to gyrate on him.
"Whoa..." Magnus grips the bench edge with one hand to keep himself from falling over. His other hand rubs up and down the wrestler's sweaty body as Lokombo rises up and impales himself over and over again. Now Magnus understands what Lokombo meant when he had his doubts about Magnus being able to handle it. His juicy muscle ass is strong. And the way he rides Magnus's cock fast and hard is a thing of beauty.
"Ahhh ahhh ahhhhhh," Lokombo tilts his head back, getting even more pleasure out of this than Magnus.
He understands how the pornstar can be so confident, so cocky. Not only does he have a gorgeous body, but his dick is incredible. Filling him up so perfectly. He keeps riding Magnus for a good while, and only then does he look at Magnus and tell him, "I think you've proven yourself."
Lokombo swaps positions with him, only he lies down on the bench and pulls his legs up to his shoulders. Magnus stands at the end of the bench and slides his dick in the wrestler slowly so he can study Lokombo's facial expressions for every inch. 
Then Magnus has at it. Confident strokes. Loud grunts. Each thrust opening Lokombo wider and wider. Each time he pulls back Lokombo lets out a whimper, revealing that, as much as he likes to dominant, he likes to be dominated even more. The harder Magnus fucks the more he leans in over Lokombo until his face is hanging over the wrestler's. He leans in one last bit and kisses him, locking their lips together as he hammers into Lokombo with a burst of short, rapid strokes. The wrestler moans into his mouth not wanting the kiss or the fucking to end, but eventually Magnus needs a breath and pulls away. He grabs Lokombo's dick, already hard and leaking again. He jerks it with one hand, syncing up with his strokes. 
"Fuck, bro," Lokombo sighs, staring up at the ceiling, in disbelief that this is actually happening. "Right there."
Magnus adjusts his angle a little bit and plows into Lokombo's prostate. The wrestler's eyes widen and stay like that as Magnus repeats the motion over and over again. 
"F-u-c-kkkkk..." Lokombo chokes out.
Magnus can feel his own climax coming too. He becomes rougher as he chases it, and then with one final powerful thrust he empties himself in Lokombo with a loud groan that echos off the walls. As he hold his dick in the wrestler he continues to jerk off Lokombo until the wrestler shoots out another load, covering Magnus's hand with spunk. When Magnus finally releases Lokombo's dick he pulls his hand up to his mouth and licks it, savoring the taste.
"Bro," Lokombo exclaims. He doesn't have a word for what he's feeling but 'bro' gets his point across.
Magnus looks at him, not sure if Lokombo is angry or satisfied. The wrestler suppresses a smile, that's the way he likes it. 

Two gorgeous bodybuilders to choose from, but if I could only be with one I'd have to go with Magnus.