Month: October 2012

Homoerotic Wrestler of the Month

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Time flies, and handsome muscle stud Cratos is already being ushered off the throne as reigning homoerotic wrestler of the month to make room for the hot hunk who scratched my itch most satisfyingly in a wrestling match released in the month of September.  Nominees include the rookie teen hotties Josh Steel and Brodie Fisher for their “Muscle Teen Scuffle” at Rock Hard Wrestling, as well as muscle hunk veterans and both former homoerotic wrestlers of the month, Zack Johnathan and Jake Jenkins for their RHW battle, “Tortured.”  I’m nominating Thunder’s Arena’s boys Austin Wolf and Hooper for Mat Rats 21 (check Monday’s post for why), as well as Lance Romance and Python for Mat Rats 24.  Of course BG East’s catalog 95 floods the field with a ton of contenders.  Instantly competitive among the BGE offerings are former HWOTM Denny Cartier and Alexi Adamov for their work in Leopard’s Lair 4, Z-Man (again!) for his work in Hunkbash 13, as well as both Diego Diaz and Stone Cold Kirby Stone on that same DVD.  Cage Thunder and Enforcer (both former HWOTMs) earn nods for their matches on Masked Mayhem 10,  and another pair of former HWOTMs, Jake Jenkins (again!) and Jonny Firestorm get nominations from me for Jobberpalooza 12: The Works.  Finally, I’m nominating a recurring fantasy man, Britboy Rob Chandler, for his all-in wrestling in Motel Madness UK: Sexfight. What a bumper crop of homoerotic wrestling gems to pick from!  As is so often the case, I’m torn… back and forth between several gorgeous wrestlers who’ve made me have to replenish my stock of lube in September. If I have to just pick one, which is usually my self-discipline, I’ll beg for forgiveness from the runners-up and give my nod to…

This is Denny’s second grab at the ring, having worked me hard back in December 2010 for his oh-so-beautiful “welcome” of Attila Dynasty to the world of BG East wrestling.  Denny’s re-ascendancy to my monthly favorite status occurs for his essentially 3 distinct matches in Leopard’s Lair 4: Denny’s Double Duty.  Let me just state up front and as adamantly as possible: I think Denny is absolutely and unqualified a stunningly gorgeous specimen.  That said, I also feel the need to say that his two opponent’s in Leopard’s Lair 4 are unquestionably “prettier.”

Alexi “punishes” (!?) Denny in the ring

Alexi Adamov, in particular, is just about as pretty as I’ve ever seen Alexi, and Alexi fans know just how pretty we’ve seen this dizzyingly handsome hottie.  Alexi “deserves” the homoerotic wrestler of the month award for the depth of his resume and particular gorgeousness in this, his latest release; however, it says something that with the stunning visual beauty of Alexi in the ring, my eyes were glued to the fantastically suffering Denny!

The worse Denny suffers, the bigger Alexi smiles

Denny sails with an even keel.  I’m not sure if we’ve ever heard him really toot his own horn (which is an activity I’d be happy to do in person anytime he needs it).  He’s a cool character, quietly confident in his fantastic depth of mat skill to make anybody, even a 6’1 inch Russian muscle hunk, have to work his ass off to avoid getting used and abused by Denny’s speed, strength, flexibility and awesome awareness of his own body.

Denny is laid waste by the gorgeous Russian

It may be a toss-up as to which of Denny’s opponents own him worse in Leopard’s Lair 4.  Alexi absolutely launches Denny into the stratosphere, again and again.  When they’re both on the mat, Denny puts the beautiful, big boy to his back and makes him cry a couple of times, but holy shit, Alexi works out some major frustration on Denny’s sweeeeeetly suffering bod.

Denny garroted

The big Russian’s completely unnecessary roughness is fantastically hot.  For example, Alexi unwinds one of his wrist straps to choke Denny.  He doesn’t need to do this at that point in the match.  It provides no strategic advantage.  It’s just fucking brutal, sadistic, and Alexi is absolutely loving doing whatever the hell he wants to do with Denny’s bod!

Aryx’s got Denny where I want him!

When Aryx Quinn gets Denny to the ring in their head-to-head, the results are pretty much the same, even if the means are different.  Alexi totally outmuscles Denny, while Aryx is the classic, nasty heel he always is.  Denny takes a double-helping of bashing between the two of these boys that drives me insane with lust for him.  He’s one seriously tough little mother fucker who I just can’t get enough of!

Denny “in his natural habitat”

However, the tipping point in my mental deliberations leading me to give Denny the title is really the mat tussle he has with Aryx before he heads upstairs and gets his hot ass handed to him on a platter.  He absolutely owns Aryx in the mat room!  Unleashing every amateur skill, of which he has a seemingly inexhaustible arsenal, he plays Aryx like a maestro.  He takes the notorious bad boy down at will.  When Aryx starts to take it personally, Denny begins to not just take him down, but hold him there, humiliating him more and more, making him squeal a little.  Aryx is the royal dick he always is (and for which he has a billion fans!), but for me and what strokes my kink, it’s the moment Denny starts to taunt him that sends me into overdrive.  He flexes over top of wailing Aryx.  He crows and preens, soaked in sweat, absolutely dominating the pretty pretty pornboy like a school yard bully.

Denny makes Aryx his bitch

I’ve said to the boys at BG East that if ever Denny seriously dips into the dark side and stays there, he’s going to give even the likes of Kid Karisma a run for his money when it comes to owning my slack-jawed loyalty.  That glimpse he gives on the mat, flexing his biceps over a cowering, impotent, humiliated Aryx, sneering and taunting, doing push-ups on Aryx’ pecs, growing just a little inebriated on his own physical power and mastery of his opponent’s overinflated ego, makes it completely impossible for me to keep my hands off.

On the mat, Denny annihilates Aryx!

For the range, the endurance, the buckets of sweat, that sweet ass, that dimpled chin, those luscious pecs, and the supreme and well-founded confidence in his mastery of the art of mat wrestling and his mastery of narcissist muscle stud Aryx, and especially for that double bicep, growling and preening, Denny Cartier joins the elite of the elite as a two-time homoerotic wrestler of the month!

Two-time homoerotic wrestler of the month: Denny Cartier

He like it! He like it!

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5’8″, 155 lbs Hooper faces Austin Wolf(‘s nipples)

There’s a whole lot of inevitability in Thunder’s Arena’s Mat Rats 21.  Then again, I have to say, there’s one BIG surprise that catches me off guard and infatuates me just a bit.   5’8″ Hooper strolls onto the mat and boldly stares up at 6’4″, 235 lbs, Austin Wolf.  “So, Austin,”Hooper snarls, “just because you’re big, I’m not scared of you at all!”  Austin sneers, looking way, way down his nose at Hoop. “Huh, little man? Sure?”  Hoop stands defiantly, nose to nip.  “You think you’re good lookin’!? I’m right there with you. I can take you!” Hoop boasts, but the ‘oh-fuck’ grin on his face gives away the fact that he’s scared shitless.

Austin: “Do you like that?”  Hooper: “Yeah!”
Perhaps the key to this improbable confrontation is Hoop’s early answer to one key question Austin asks as he quickly holds Hoop helplessly upside down in an inverted bear hug. Austin’s face is sandwiched sweetly between Hoop’s thighs, but there’s no danger there.  If the kid were to try something stupid, he’d end up dropped on his head like an infant George W.  But when Austin asks him, “Do you like that!?,” almost instantly, apparently sincerely, Hoop grunts out, “Yeah!”  Sure, at first I think it’s macho bluster.  But then again…
That’s what all those muscles are for!!!

Austin’s gorilla press is visually stunning.  All that incredibly hot muscle has to work to keep Hoop’s flailing body balanced overhead.  The studly giant grunts.  His upper lip curls even as the corners of his mouth turn down in grimaced concentration.  Suddenly, he let’s the “little man” roll off his fingertips and plummet the 8 or so feet to the mat as the giant strolls forward, staring cockily into the camera.  Hoop wails like a wounded animal, clutching his ribs.  Without an ounce of mercy, Austin immediately presses one knee into the middle of Hoop’s back and yanks the little hunk’s arms backward.  The gasping pain that rushes out of Hoop’s mouth is fucking hot, but not as hot as the bulging muscles of his trapped arms locked behind him and the rippled, ripped torso of the bearded beast owning him.  Austin pries Hoop off the mat all the way back to his sternum.   “Did you like that!?” Austin repeats.  Hoop doesn’t answer this time, except for guttural cries of anguish.

Austin ties up Hoop like a bow on a Christmas present
Austin wraps his big, meaty paws around Hoop’s throat and easily hoists the kid way, way, way off his feet yet again.  Hoop hangs in mid-air from the visually stunning choke, until Austin slowly bends his elbows, lowering Hoop’s face to within an inch of his own, displaying truly astonishing and incredibly hot power.  “Do you like that, huh?!”he demands.
Just a little later, Austin’s reverse bearhug displays Hoop’s bulge beautifully, and I’d swear, if this wasn’t Thunder’s Arnea, that the “little man” was sprouting wood.  Let’s just say he’s just that fucking big to start with and let that thought simmer on the backburner as the catchweight brutality continues.  “Don’t know what they were thinking, sending me this little boy,” Austin mutters, stroking his massively peaked right bicep appreciatively.  Some parts may be relatively little, but then again…
But Austin, do you like that?!
Hoop is flat-footed and looks like a tidal wave is about to break on top of him as he lets Austin scoop him up and rack him across his massive shoulders.  “Do you like that!?” Austin asks yet again, prying Hoop sideways around his neck like bending a steel bar, which of course he could.  That huge bulge in Hoop’s trunks presses against Austin’s ear.  I swear it’s bigger than just 30 seconds earlier, but this is Thunder’s so let’s just say I miscalculated his dimensions before.  He’s just that big.  Austin makes sure Hoop gets the point that the kid’s fist pounding into the muscled wall of Austin’s upper abs is completely ineffective.  When that point’s proven, he rolls the kid off and sends Hoop crashing once against to the mat way down below.

Hoop slides Austin’s legs into position.
Austin’s leg scissors makes Hoop squirm like a worm.  “Do you like that? Yeah!?” Austin asks him intently.  “How does that feel?”  Hoop’s ripped torso looks so, so hot trapped between those massive legs!  “Like it?” Austin demands to know.  “No!” Hoop finally responds.  I’m not convinced. The captured kid shoves Austin’s calves down his abdomen, squeezing the giant’s legs lower and lower until they’re pinned just above and pressing down on that aforementioned massive bulge in his trunks.  And then, I swear to god, he stops trying to adjust Austin’s legs.  If this weren’t Thunder’s, I’d swear the kid was intentionally positioning his swelling cock nestled tightly in the crook at the back of his opponent’s knee to enjoy the added friction and pressure.  Austin slaps Hoop’s rock hard abs, demanding the kid’s submission.  That face Hoop makes just doesn’t look like unadulterated agony to me.  I’d swear it was adulterated with a deep, down ecstasy to have Austin so completely in control of him, grinding his crotch into the big man’s lightly hairy legs.  Austin flexes.  Fuck, a man that big, that handsome, and that ripped is a stunning thing to behold!  Hoop squirms more, his hips bucking, grinding the head of his cock against Austin’s calf.  His bulge lodged underneath the giant’s calves make the top of Hoop’s trunks drag down, inch by inch toward the base of his cock, well below his tan line.  
When Austin suddenly shifts position and wraps those incredibly thick thighs around Hoop’s head, I fully expect to see a damp stain on Hoop’s trunks.  But either there isn’t one, or the pattern in the trunks is disguising it.  Either way, as Hoop suddenly twists and arches his freed lower back, the boy’s hefty bulge bounces and quivers.  “I can’t take it!” Hoop growls, his eyes shut, his teeth clenched.  “Mercy!”  Austin makes him give up 7 more times.  “Louder, one more time. Give it to me!” he demands.  Hoop gives it to him, obeying the muscle god into whose mercy he’s fallen.  Austin lets the little man go, flexing his guns to add awe to the kid’s bruised ego.
Do you like that, Hoop?
There’s some quirky camera work around a weird failure of a flying body block, but when the awkward edit is past, it’s worth it.  Hoop is captured across Austin’s right leg in a delightful over-the-knee backbreaker.  Just how tented can the kid’s crotch grow before we just face facts that Hoop’s fucking turned on by being owned by big Austin Wolf!? Hoop’s left hand slides up Austin’s ribs, coming to rest squeezed high up under the giant’s armpit.  “Ugh, I can’t take this!” Hoop groans. “Okay!!!” he cries.  Hoop looks uninterested, not about to care an ounce what the kid says. Then he looks off camera, clearly getting some coaching.  Apparently coach tells him to cut the kid some slack, so he dumps the kid on the mat dismissively and stands up.
They lock up in a collar-and-elbow, pushing against one another in a battle of strength and balance.  Hoop’s heavy load between his thighs swings like a pendulum until Austin easily tosses the kid about five steps backward.

Even Hoop seems unable to take his eyes off of that big bulge!
Another slightly odd flying body block gives the boys their second stab at the choreography intended earlier.  Austin easily catches Hoop in mid-air, holds him a second, and then drops his right knee to the mat, driving the kid’s back down hard across his left thigh this time.  Austin takes a second to position his hands in order to pry Hoop backward, his palms stroking Hoop’s undeniably hot muscle bod.  If this weren’t Thunder’s, I’d swear Austin was intentionally provoking the kid’s masochistic kink.  That bulge is just laying there like a Thanksgiving turkey directly underneath Austin’s chin.

Austin’s hand slides closer and closer to the star of the show.

Austin’s eyes roam up and down the kid’s hot body, unavoidably taking in Hoop’s massive bulge.  Abruptly there’s another slightly awkward edit (check around 10:25). A cut in the camera angle, and abruptly Hoop’s bulge has shrunk!  What’s the opposite of a fluffer?  For me it’s probably a naked woman.  I don’t know what it is for Hoop, but I’m absolutely certain it’s not being manhandled by a 6’4″ muscle god like Austin Wolf!

“Need to baby you a little bit, huh?”
Austin scoops Hoop up off his knee, cradled in his arms.  “Poor baby,” he says, looking into Hoop’s eyes.  “Okay?  Need to baby you a little bit, huh?” He rocks Hoop in his arms humiliatingly.  He holds Hoop’s face close to his, his eyes wide with “concern.”  “Think you’re going to be all right,” he asks, “yeah?”  Dazed and confused, Hoop doesn’t have time to answer.  Austin flings him to the mat and then plants a massive foot across the kid’s face.  “You like that!?”

“You like that!?”

Back on their feet, suddenly Hoop catches Austin by surprise, lifting him off his feet (okay, so an inch and a half are “off his feet”), and then putting him on the mat and locking on a standing head scissors from behind.  Hoop crows and flexes.  “Right here!” he smacks his thighs.  “How does it feel to be the small guy!?” He grabs Austin’s ankles and then rolls backward, spreading the big man’s legs and putting him ass-to-the-ceiling vulnerably.  “Yeah, not so fun being big, huh!?” he taunts.  “Come on, get out of it!  Where are those big muscles now!?”  It could be the hamstring stretch he’s applying, but I have to think it has something to do with the back of Austin’s head resting on the massive bulge in Hoop’s trunks when Hoop asks, “How’s it feel, huh!?”

“Not so fun being big, huh!?”

Austin’s had enough of the kid play.  He muscles free and puts Hoop to his back, shoving the kid’s face in his underarm.  “How do ya like that, huh!?  Who’s got ya now, yeah?  You like being the little man? Yeah?”  As if in answer, when Austin climbs off, the bulge is back.

“Who’s got ya now!?”

The inevitability is that it’s light’s out for cupie doll head Hooper once that cobra squeezes around his throat.  The surprise is that, although this is a complete catch weight squash, there are absolutely 2 big, big men in this match!