Lately, I’ve been recommitted to following my mother’s advice: if you don’t have anything good to say about someone, don’t say anything at all. But it’s not as if I have nothing at all good to say about Powermen.com’s Tagteam. For some bigger-than-can-be-believed muscleboys in ever-so-brief briefs, rolling around in a makeshift ring on their way toward some side-by-side jerk off scenes in the locker room, Tagteam is 100% on the money. It has the elements of big, big, big muscles, generous sharing, and simulated eroticism in the form of simulated grappling.
That’s not trash talk, I swear. That alone can pass the time for me three days out of ten. It’s at least twice the eroticism as a “solo” video of a hot harbody stripping naked and working one out all by himself. And I’m seriously a fan of the guy on top of this schoolboy pin. He’s got a look that makes me feel compelled to do things to him that I’m normally way too much of a prude to think twice about.
So I think all that credit-where-credit’s-due above now entitles me to point out the obvious. This just isn’t wrestling. It isn’t tag team wrestling. It isn’t pitched to wrestling kink really at all. It’s mostly a photo shoot of these four muscleboys posing in “wrestling-inspired” positions. Frankly, it’s a little odd in video format for that very reason. It’s all about striking a provocative pose, which most of the time is mildly entertaining with a 3 times out of 10 return value for the aesthetics, not the kink. And in my HUMBLE opinion, four guys leaning against a wall, eyes closed, oblivious to one another as they all masturbate, isn’t particularly erotic. Whatever is turning these guys on, it isn’t each other, and that’s just disappointing and anti-climactic, regardless of the four climaxes on tape. I was willing to cut my blond bombshell, Jay from Powermen’s Kane vs. Jay some slack on this count. But the Tagteam boys just can’t drag me down that road like Jay can.
Still, I think it says something encouraging for those of us into the wrestling kink side of things. Just like the “solo” strip-n-jerk sort of serves as something somewhere between light beer and non-alcoholic beer, the wrestle-like work of Powermen.com’s Tagteam suggests that there are markets for less hardcore wrestling (and less hardcore porn). Perhaps some guys are topped off by the mere suggestion of wrestling, but I also suspect that there are guys who might cut their teeth on this sort of paddycake grappling as a gateway into more well-rounded erotic wrestling kink wonders. So it’s NOT all bad. It’s hardly a full-course meal for me, but as a side dish, it’s likely a tasty treat for others.
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