Rico Marlon vs. Quincy Cosmos (Rohit Raju)

Marlon is the 5'9, 180 lbs sexy Brazilian pornstar who now sports a beard. The versatile hunk has been in porn for over seven years and it's hard to tell what he likes more, topping or bottoming. Cosmos is the sexy alter ego of Rohit Raju for when he wrestles in the retro-style IPWF matches. He's a big haired, bodysuit wearing, British beefcake who comes in at 5'8 and 172 lbs.

Neither of the two similarly-sized competitors look like they're dressed for a wrestling match. Cosmos has his silver bodysuit on with his gold gloves and belt, looking like he's traveled back to the 80s to rock out. Marlon dons a disco cowboy hat and silver pants that are so tight they appear as if they were sprayed on his body, like he's going to dance a gay rodeo. And yet here they are, in opposite corners of the ring. Marlon sets his hat on the corner post and stares across the ring, approving of Cosmos's look.

The bell dings, signaling the start of their match. Cosmos and Marlon squat down as they gradually near each other, arms raised ready to grab at each other. And then Cosmos swiftly kicks Marlon in the gut, knocking him back on his ass into the corner. Cosmos continues stomping on him, even grabbing the ropes and holding his boot on Marlon's neck to choke him, until the ref pushes him back. Cosmos puts his hands up innocently and walks away. He brushes his long hair out of his face and when he turns around to face his opponent again he sees Marlon is up on his feet coming at him. The pornstar spears Cosmos, taking him down. He crawls on top of Cosmos and delivers more strikes and then tries grabbing at the zipper of Cosmos's bodysuit, wanting to unzip it even further. Cosmos slaps him hard in the face and shoves him off. He hurries back to his feet, trying to look unfazed from Marlon's assault. Marlon licks his lips with a confident look in his eyes that knows he'll get that bodysuit off of Cosmos one way or another. 

The two men lock up again, this time Cosmos gets Marlon in a side headlock. He squeezes his bicep around Marlon's head, laughing at how easy it is. But in that fleeting moment he lets his guard down and Marlon slips out of the hold, sliding behind him and grabbing him in a waist lock. Cosmos tries elbowing at Marlon, but he ducks and dodges the attacks. Cosmos shifts tactics and grinds on Marlon. While the sexual gesture causes Marlon to let go of Cosmos, Marlon's hands slide up Cosmos's bodysuit, groping the wrestler. Then they slide back down, trying to reach in his open suit, but Cosmos thrusts his ass back, pushing him away. Cosmos turns to face Marlon with a "what the hell was that?" look, Marlon shrugs with a laugh, only angering the wrestler even more. Cosmos comes at him with a big clothesline, knocking Marlon down. The pornstar scrambles up only to get punched in the head by Cosmos. The wrestler then grabs him and hits a fisherman style suplex, holding him down for the pin. One. Two. Thr-- Marlon kicks free.
The two men stand at the same time, Marlon smirking at Cosmos's ire. The wrestler charges at him, but Marlon side steps and Cosmos runs straight into the corner turnbuckles. He turns around Marlon comes at him with a bodysplash, squashing him back against the turnbuckles. Cosmos slumps down in the corner, his hair blinding his vision, unable to see that again Marlon is running toward him. The pornstar leaps up and hits Cosmos with a bronco buster, slamming his ass on Cosmos hard and thrusting his groin in his face. He finishes by rubbing his crotch nice and slowly before hopping off of him. He then drags Cosmos out to the center of the ring by his ankle, where he spreads Cosmos's legs open. The wrestler begs for mercy, but Marlon shakes his head and drops an elbow down on him. Cosmos holds himself up, eyes bulging only for Marlon to shove him flat on the back as he goes for the pin. One. Two. Cosmos punches out.
Marlon takes his time standing up, watching Cosmos's ass shake as he crawls away. Marlon doesn't let him get too far and picks Cosmos back up by his hair, a move that doesn't sit well with the wrestler. As Marlon tries to lift him up for a suplex Cosmos blocks it and instead whips Marlon across the ring. The pornstar rebounds back and lands on top of Cosmos with a crossbody. The two men scramble back up, with Marlon on his feet first. When Cosmos comes at him Marlon nails him with an atomic drop and then clotheslines him. Cosmos tries to crawl away but Marlon sits on top of him, riding him, waving his hand around like a cowboy on a bronco. He slaps Cosmos's ass telling him to "giddy up." Cosmos stands back up, shaking Marlon off of him. He grabs Marlon's head to hit a neckbreaker, but Marlon twists free and kicks him in the guy. He then lifts Cosmos up and plants him down with a big sitout powerbomb. He presses his hands down on Cosmos's exposed torso, rubbing his hands on Cosmos's body sensually as he pins him. One. Two. Thr-- Cosmos lifts his shoulder at the last second.
Cosmos hurries back up, his hair a tangled mess in his face. He reaches for Marlon, but can't see him and misses. Marlon gets a couple hits in and then lifts Cosmos up and nails him with a pendulum backbreaker. Instead of trying for a pin again, he grabs Cosmos's legs and puts him in a Texas cloverleaf hold. Cosmos cries out in pain as he reaches for the ropes, not waiting to tap out. But Marlon drags him closer to the center of the ring, making sure the ropes are out of reach. He bounces his ass on Cosmos's waiting for him to give up. Cosmos cries out, "No! No!" but eventually the pain is too much and he submits in defeat to the pornstar.

Cosmos returns to the locker room furious. 
"You little twerp!" he yells at Marlon. "You weren't supposed to win. That was my match to win."
Marlon shrugs him off.
"You know what happens to naughty boys who don't follow the rules?" Cosmos asks.

"What?" Marlon indulges him with a response.
"They get spanked."
Marlon bends over, inviting Cosmos to hit his ass.
"This isn't a punishment for the public to witness," Cosmos says. "Come to my dressing room."

Marlon follows Cosmos out of the locker room to the wrestler's private changing room. As soon as the door shuts Cosmos shoves Marlon up against the wall and has him bend over, leaving his beautiful ass in his tight silver pants open for punishment. Cosmos raises his hand and slams it down on Marlon's ass, watching as it jiggles under his pants from the impact.
"You bad boy!" Cosmos yells, spanking him again.
"Uhhhh," Marlon moans out seductively. "Harder!"
"What was that?" Cosmos asks.
"Spank me harder Quincy. I've been very bad."
Cosmos doesn't like that Marlon is enjoying his punishment but he goes through with it anyway, spanking him again. Harder.
"Mmmm... yeah," Marlon moans again.
Cosmos removes his belt and folds it in half, whipping Marlon with it.
"Uhhhhh!" Marlon cries out. 

Cosmos whips him again, but still he can hear the pleasure mixed with the pain in the pornstar's cries. Cosmos shakes his head, "You're peanut sized brain is not understanding this punishment."
Marlon turns around to face Cosmos, "Maybe I like punishment."
The pornstar presses up against Cosmos, kissing down Cosmos's neck to his chest, and down his bod, or at least what is exposed from his jumpsuit. Cosmos holds his breath. He's very much turned on, as his throbbing cock indicates, but he can't cave to Marlon like this. Not when he needs to be punished.
"Oh, you bad boy," Cosmos shakes his head. "We'll see how much you like this."
Cosmos grabs Marlon's throat, squeezing it with his gloved hand, looking him in the eyes, waiting for fear to appear in them. But Marlon only smiles, even as the oxygen dwindles in him.
Cosmos releases his throat and shoves him down on his knees, "You like choking? Well, choke on this..." Cosmos completely unzips his bodysuit, exposing his semihard cock and balls. He waves it in Marlon's face, slapping him with it. "Suck my cock, bad boy."
Marlon licks his lips and then puckers up, kissing Cosmos's head before sucking in the tip. There's no need for Cosmos to hold his head down, as Marlon quickly works his way to deep throating the wrestler.
"Oh you're like a hungry little goblin, swallowing my prick," Cosmos laughs. "Keep going. Feast my little goblin."
Marlon bobs his head, taking the dick all the way in and out, almost like he's enjoying it a little too much. Cosmos lets him keep going though. He doesn't have lube, so the wetter his dick the better it'll be.
Once he's satisfied he pulls Marlon up and tugs down his pants. The pornstar's dick is leaking, with a string of precum swinging. Cosmos presses him against the wall, pushing his cock in between his ass. Marlon grunts, indicating some pain, but that only makes Cosmos smile. 
"Don't worry, this punishment will feel good. At least it will for me," Cosmos whispers in his ear.

He yanks on Marlon's short hair, tilting his head back as he begins to grind into him. The pornstar's ass loosens up and Cosmos's dick shifts to pistoning in and out of it. Marlon's cries soon fade into moans of pleasure as he even rocks his body in time with Cosmos's thrusts. So the punishment goes: Cosmos grunting and Marlon moaning back in response, the clapping of Marlon's ass against Cosmos's bodysuit keeping the beat.
The wrestler then moves them over to the couch and has Marlon sit on his lap, the pornstar's back pressed against Cosmos's chest. Marlon puts one foot on the couch and begins to bounce himself up and down on the dick, clenching around the head to keep it from sliding all the way out from him before he plunges back down on it.
"That's it ride, my pecker," Cosmos says, his gloved hands feeling up and down Marlon's ripped body. 
As Marlon picks up his pace Cosmos pinches his pecs, squeezing Marlon's nipple rings with then. The pornstar doesn't wince or indicate any pain from it, just his white smile on his face as he goes up and down on him. Cosmos isn't sure if he's annoyed that he can't punish with some pain Marlon or if he's completely turned on. His hands moves to Marlon's cock, stroking it as the pornstar rides him. But the latex gloves on Marlon's cock feels incredible, making Marlon gasp and moan even higher.
Soon Cosmos turns Marlon around to face him and sets him down on the floor on his shoulders. He holds the pornstar's legs open as drops his dick down into him. He piledrives into him faster, harder, trying to show Marlon that when he's in control, he's really in control. Marlon stares up at him with lustful eyes, stroking his dick, watching the sweat from Cosmos's hair drip down on to his bodysuit. How incredibly hot he looks, literally and figuratively, fucking him while still wearing it.
After getting enough fucks in from this position Cosmos lets go of Marlon's ankles, letting him lie down and joins him on the floor. He hangs over him getting in the missionary position, sliding his dick back into the abused hole, his slick bodysuit rubbing against Marlon's body. He growls into Marlon's ears, as the pornstar's hands squeeze Cosmos's ass through the material. The wrestler keeps pounding away until he lets out a soft gasp. Marlon feels it, Cosmos's load pouring out into him. Cosmos's dick twitches as his mouth hangs open, savoring the high. Marlon's ass clenches around his dick, ending the brief silence as Cosmos moans in shock. His body trembles. He feels so vulnerable right now and so he pulls out, and stands back up, wiping the dripping cum off of his dick and licking it clean.

Marlon stands back up and gets behind Cosmos, and like he did during their match, rubs his hand down Cosmos's sweaty body, reaching down to his dick. Cosmos holds his breath, feeling his cock get hard again in Marlon's grip.
"I don't think we're finished," Marlon whispers in his ear.
He peels off Cosmos's bodysuit, showing off the wrestler's solid frame. Even though Cosmos was supposed to be punishing Marlon, it feels like he'd be punishing himself if he resisted Marlon's advance. How his whole body tingles when Marlon's hands caress his body, feeling every inch of him now that he's bare. Cosmos even spins around for him so he can check out his ass, how perfectly round and bubbly it is unrestrained by the bodysuit.
"Gorgeous," Marlon whispers.
Marlon leans against the counter and waves his dick. Cosmos doesn't hesitate, thinking about his own pleasure now, and greedily inhales the cock much like the goblin he described Marlon as. The wrestler loves sucking dick, holding it in his mouth, moving his tongue to trace the veins along the shaft, squeezing the head in his lips. It doesn't matter to him that Marlon is enjoying it as much as he is. In fact the way the pornstar's dick twitches, Cosmos braces himself for swallowing a load, another thing he loves to do, but Marlon pushes him away first.
He pulls Cosmos up and spins him around, so his back is facing the pornstar. He has him bend over just slightly so he can push his cock in. "Ahhhh," Cosmos sighs, trying to cover the pain from the burn and stretch with a sound of pleasure. Marlon holds on to his chest as he pushes in more and the fullness reaches the right side of pleasurable.

Marlon keeps himself completely inside of the wrestler, his hands moving down Cosmos's torso feeling him tense up and relax. And then he begins to slowly fuck him, letting Cosmos enjoy every inch as it moves back and forth in him. Cosmos keeps taking deep breaths, like after a long run. But with each exhale there's a satisfied release. He looks back at Marlon, signaling he can go faster. Marlon doesn't hold back, snapping his hips hard, hammering his dick in Cosmos's meaty ass. He grips Cosmos's hips, driving himself closer, thrusts nearly frantic as he bites his lip. Every push of his hips is sending a sharp feeling through the wrestler, like the blinding lights on stage of rock show, overwhelming but so impressive.
Marlon shoves Cosmos face first on the counter and continues to rail him. One hand pins the wrestler's head down while the other stays on his waist. Cosmos is so entranced all he can utter is complete gibberish that sound like "don't stop" and "keep going." But even then Cosmos's legs shake from the intensity and the two shift positions with Cosmos getting on his hands and knees on the floor. Marlon kneels behind him, pulling on the wrestler's hips, yanking him back on his dick as he resumes fucking him doggie style as though nothing happened.
"Yeah, yeahhhhh, mmmm!" Cosmos yells out as Marlon brushes past his prostate.
The pornstar moves his hands to Cosmos's shoulders and fucks him harder, each penetration makes the big bush of hair on his head flop forward. It's impressive how long the brutal fucking goes, so long that Cosmos feels like his voice is giving way.
"Uhhh uhhh uhhh," Marlon roars, his voice still intact.
Marlon imagines that being the rockstar that he is, Cosmos must have sex like this all the time. After every show with the hottiest of groupies. It motivates him to keep going, to keep giving Cosmos the best fucks of his life. To make Cosmos really remember him.
“Quincy...“ Marlon slurs, closing his eyes, head tilting back. Cosmos feels Marlon's hands tighten their grips. "OHHHHH!" His mouth falls open as he comes, panting and leaving the shape of his fingertips Cosmos's skin.
Cosmos can feel Marlon's dick pulse and pulse, come hot as it spills. It makes him feel impossibly fuller, warmer. And then Marlon fucks him a few more times, riding a high that’s far more intense than anything else he’s ever felt. He keeps going until his dick softens and he slides out, more than satisfied.
The two of them lie on their backs on the floor staring at the ceiling. There’s just the sound of breathing for a good while, panting and catching their breaths, finding their lungs again. Cosmos rolls on top of Marlon's sweaty body, their dicks pressed together. He has a look in his eyes.
"Encore?"
"I always have room for more punishment," Marlon smirks, just before Cosmos plants his lips on Marlon's.

As sexy as Cosmos is in that bodysuit and how tempting it would be to unzip it completely, it's not enough to make me want to pick him over Marlon's incredible ass and physique.