After sampling Muscles77’s (AKA Marcelo Muscle) Watchfighters Channel recently, I’ve been sucked back in a couple time again because there’s just something INTENSELY attractive about him. When I say “attractive,” I mean that almost literally. Like I find myself leaning into the screen when I’m watching him like there’s some magnetic force pulling my eyes toward him. It has to be said, his choice in opponents is also a major factor in wanting to see more. Like, holy fuck, hello Rocky Big Guns!

In Alpha vs Alpha: Big Muscle Domination, Rocky is the most perfect incarnation of the term “muscleboy” I’ve ever seen. Let me start with the “boy” part of that designation. To say he has a babyface just doesn’t quite do him justice. From the neck up, he looks ridiculously young and boyish. There are moments in his match with Muscles77 that Rocky’s reactions, in his expressions when he’s getting overwhelmed (both in moments overwhelmed by his opponent, and seemingly overwhelmed by this explosively erotic chemistry between them), that he looks almost awkwardly young to me. And then the camera pans back, and… fuuuuuck, Rocky’s body is ALL mature muscle. That combination of boyishly innocent-looking face and massive, succulent, fantasyman muscles can stop me in my tracks any day.

Rocky Big Guns grappling with Muscle77 is just jaw-droppingly hot. It’s on the erotic side of the erotic/competitive spectrum, including a few glances of the rarely landed competitively-erotic vibe. Rocky just doesn’t look like he’s got the wrestling experience or skills Muscle’s got, but he’s got two things going for him that make him just about more than the veteran can handle. The first thing he’s got going for him is that fucking power-packed physique. When he gets those huge arms wrapped around Muscles’ throat with those GARGANTUAN biceps crushing the fuck out of him, there’s just not a lot even a muscle hunk like Muscles77 can do to stem that tide. The pec smothering makes me legitimately swon. He’s just an avalanche of muscle crashing down on the veteran again and again, and quite a bit of the time Muscles77 is just holding on for dear life. Rocky’s offense isn’t particularly pretty or poised. There’s not a lot of nuance or subtle technique to it. But if you’ve got upper arms bigger around than your opponent’s neck, you may not have to rely on subtlety.

The other thing Rocky Big Guns has got going for him is the fact that Muscles77 is fucking INTO him. There’s a brief opening muscle worship moment in which Muscles cannot keep his hands off of feeling Rocky’s flexing muscles. And then again, and again (and again) throughout the nearly 20 minute video, Muscles just can’t stop himself from copping a feel. He gets distracted by the boy’s imminently squeeze-able pecs. He claws at those granite boulders Rocky calls his shoulders. My intuition tells me that Muscles is a lot like me in terms of wrestling being his primary turn on, but I do not blame him a bit for getting awestruck at just the aesthetics of the sculpted physique scrambling around on the mattress with him and just melting into more muscle worship.

I *still* say Muscles77 has a barely caged badass heel just beneath the surface, even though he gets buried under all of that avalanche of muscle in this match. Around 7 minutes in, he’s got an incredibly hot rear naked choke on the baby-faced muscleboy that puts Rocky out. And seeing all that succulent muscle go limp and defenseless in Muscles’ control is intensely sexy. Muscles takes the trophy of stripping the barely-there singlet off of Rocky, giving blessedly more unimpeded angles for me to eye fuck the muscle boy, especially that rocking hot muscle butt of his. Muscles77 is a muscle hunk who could SO easily be that ripped, cold-hearted, hot-blooded badass who eats muscle jobbers for breakfast.

But it is not this day! The action is pretty hot and intensely back and forth until about the last 5 minutes when Rocky just starts rolling. Scooping Muscles up off his feet in that bearhug is breathtaking, and I’m not only talking about Muscles’ rock hard glutes. But it’s when Rocky gets an armbar on Muscles that the veteran muscleman is done for. I mean, it’s erotic sculpture just for all that muscle locked together, Muscles77’s huge right arm fully extended and trapped shut between Rocky’s huge, smooth quads. But the veteran’s got nothing to defend himself with at that point. It’s that insanely hot edge that feels like competitively-erotic wrestling gold. Rocky reaches down with his free hand and yanks Muscles’ trunks down and strips the veteran naked. The muscleboy cranks on that wrist and elbow, wringing groans of helpless agony out of Muscles until the veteran can’t stop himself. Muscles starts stroking his cock, self-evidently wildly turned on by being owned by Rocky Big Guns.

I’d assumed Rocky Big Guns got his name due to his mountainous biceps… until I saw him peel his super brief dayglo orange briefs off and pull out the massive cannon he smuggles in his pouch. Fuck. Fuck! The most genuine moment in these entire 20 minutes happens when Muscles77, gorgeous as a Greek god, laid out on his back, with his washboard abs, is stroking himself with one hand and worshiping Rocky’s stunning physique with the other until Muscles loses a hot load across his lower abs.

Fuck, I feel like I’ve marveled so much about my introduction to Rocky Big Guns that I may have underplayed my total ongoing infatuation with Muscles. To reiterate what I’ve said above and in the past, Muscles77 does it for me! He’s ridiculously handsome, with perfectly sculpted, rock hard muscles that sort of leave me breathless with wonder that someone who looks this good is willing to let the rest of us glimpse him in all his glory, doing his thing, getting turned on and, in turn, turning me way, way on. Fuck, I need to see him seriously let loose and use those perfect muscles to bring some lucky fucker to heel!