I’m not even exaggerating when I tell you there was a day when I did back handsprings. It’s been a while, though. Dio Characi, on the other hand, opens up the action in Babyface Bash 3 with two back handsprings, corner-to-corner, into an elbow strike to Manny Mendez’ gut. Fuck, a 6-foot jock doing back handsprings is impressive. I’ve been watching Dio’s video progress on Instagram as he’s been training in tumbling for a while now, and his hot body doing round-off back handsprings and back tucks makes me gasp and gets me hard every time. Seeing him pull out the tumbling in the ring and translate it into pro wrestling offense is brilliant, as far as I’m concerned. The earnest, eagerly proud look on his face after he lands a couple passes and pounds big Manny into a choking bow-and-arrow is nothing short of sensational. “I may not be big,” Dio says with a cocky smirk, “but I’m very athletic!”

Manny, on the the other hand, is fucking huge! There’s something raw about him, like he probably feeds his gargantuan muscles by ripping lean meat like Dio to shreds and devouring the pieces. They’re both cocky as hell to start with, but Manny’s muscle beast brutality is a whole lot more than a few hot back handsprings can last long against. This is a babyface bash, after all, so I don’t feel like I’m spoiling too much to say Dio gets bashed hard and long. The impacts are so hard they make my screen shake. Lovely Dio is stubborn, though. Manny’s insulting appraisal of his physique clearly gets under the Brazilian bombshell’s skin, and he refuses to give big Manny the satisfaction of submitting to the big man’s battering ram offense. That is, until Manny has manhandled him into a Boston crab, bouncing those 230 pounds of granite muscle viciously up and down on Dio’s folded spine. Dio screams like a bitch then, panic in his voice as he’s begging for mercy. “Fuck, you broke me,” Dio whimpers accusingly, earning him nothing but a cocky victorious flex from the big man posing over top of him.

Manny is all muscle, and he uses Dio’s mouthwatering body like modeling clay. There’s a moment where he scoops this Brazilian It-Boy up in his arms and folds him in half, suspended in the air. It’s a fucking trip, to see this homoerotic wrestling sculpture showcasing Manny’s strength and Dio’s flexible body turned into origami. There are just so many hot holds and moments of babyface bashing. The tree of woe, with Dio’s cherubic face buried deep between Manny’s huge, hairy quads is gorgeous. Manny absolutely cranking on the boy’s spine bent backward around his huge neck in a sick torture rack, again, just screams the story of these two stunning wrestler’s relative assets.

What makes my crotch twitch hardest, though, is Dio’s suffering. Holy hell, our boy goes unhinged by the diabolical corporal punishment he’s subjected to for almost 27 minutes. I’ve always enjoyed watching pain play across Dio’s ridiculously adorable face, but he (and Manny) tap into something more desperate than I’ve seen before. When he’s getting ripped in half (no shit) in this standing spadle variation (I honestly have no idea what to call it other than “sexy as fuck”), Dio is visibly riding waves of obvious panic. I’ve seen this hold just a few times before, but never on someone with legs as long as Dio’s, and possibly never quite conveying so convincingly the terror of a “very athletic” muscle boy getting ripped limb from limb.

Honestly, I want to marvel here at every panicked moment from lovely Dio, but I’m trying to restrain myself here. But the most pristine moment of adrenaline-racing anguish and terror is when the back of Dio’s head is resting on Manny’s big balls, his long legs trapped under Manny’s tree trunks as he’s being folded in half. Again, I don’t know what to call this crotch pillow spladle variation (it’s a standard in Jesse Zane’s arsenal), but Dio’s entire 6-foot length gets rolled up so tightly that I’m pretty sure he’s in striking distance to being able to suck his own cock. Again, it’s awesome homoerotic sculpture, with Dio’s gorgeous ass stretched wide and pointed at the ceiling, and his legs pinned to the mat way over his head. And I buy this as totally devastating humiliation and torture already, but then Dio fights through the pain to force his eyes open. And then he’s staring, his face inches away from his quivering bulge, his magnificent body manhandled into a position the human body just wasn’t built for. And Dio’s eyes widen in terrified shock at the sight of what’s being done to him. It isn’t subtle, but the brutality is over the top, so there’s no subtlety called for. “I-give-I-give-I-give,” Dio screams in open horror.

Babyface Bash 3 delivers on all levels for me. Manny is a mean fucking muscle beast, and Dio is the award winning babyface with that award winning bulge and award winning body that grabs me by the balls every time I see him. But it’s the personalities that really elevate this match for me. Manny is the raging muscle daddy in charge, and Dio is the fan-favorite body beautiful babyface who sells every second of having to stare into the face of terror… and stare in horror at his own gorgeous body getting ripped apart and purchased wholesale.