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Diverse Tastes – Guest Contributor Manof1000Holds at Wrestling Arsenal

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As summer begins to wind down, so does neverland’s summer series, “Diverse Tastes.” I won’t say that I’ve saved the best for last, because each and every guest contribution has been fantastic. But I’ve definitely saved the most interactive guest contribution for last. Manof1000Holds at Wrestling Arsenal has been entertaining, informing, and arousing gay wrestling fans for years. He has a delightful knack for deconstructing wrestling action, hold by hold and moment by moment, and examining all the pieces with the humor and insight of a passionate fan of the homoeroticism of wrestling. His archives are the definitive collection of gay wrestling analysis, as far as I’m concerned. So when Manof1000Holds authored this contribution to our summer series, I wasn’t surprised at all that he took the topic in his own unique direction, assembling and interactive quiz that draws from decades of pro wrestling inspiration. So pull out pen and paper, appreciate the wit and wisdom of Manof1000Holds, and perhaps gain a little more insight into your own homoerotic wrestling tastes.
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What’s Your Wrestling Personality Type 
by Manof1000Holds at Wrestling Arsenal 

We’ve learned from Bard’s series on Diverse Tastes this summer that there are all kinds of wrestling fans with a wide range of tastes. So what do a fan boy’s preferences and attractions tell us about him as a person? Can we gauge someone’s personality based on the sort of wrestler he prefers? Pro wrestling, after all, is just a reflection of our own fantasies, prejudices, hang-ups, and desires. Each wrestler’s persona is carefully crafted to excite, anger, arouse, attract, or outrage as many viewers as possible, so your response to a specific wrestler is based on your unique internal wiring.

So let’s conclude the “Diverse Tastes” series by seeing what a person’s favorite type of wrestler reveals about their personality. Below is a personality test that delves into your very soul as a wrestling fan, probing into your diverse tastes and darkest desires, to help you learn about what makes you tick.

To take this quiz, number your answer sheet from 1 to 20. Below you will see 20 sets of pictures. For each set, select the wrestler or tag team that appeals to you the most and enter the letter under that photo (A, B, or C) onto your answer sheet. Don’t over-think your choice — go with your gut. Ask yourself: Which wrestler drew my immediate interest? If the wrestlers were in the ring, which one would I focus on or stare at the most? Or ask yourself, if the group suddenly appeared in your living room and offered you one match, who would you choose as your opponent? (Sorry fans of Two-on-One torture — only one selection per group is allowed!)

After you’ve made your 20 selections, click on the Results link below for a customized assessment of your personality. Let’s begin…

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Thanks for taking the quiz, now check out the Results.

Planes, trains and automobiles…

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I’ve been posting sparsely this week because I’ve been traveling… a lot. I’ve spent quality time in 6 airports and 2 train stations in the past 8 days. The bad news is that my opportunities to post new material here have been limited by jet lag and spotty internet access. The good news is that I’ve enjoyed spotting countless summer hunks worshipping the sunshine with a dearth of skin coverage.

I love travel particularly for the opportunity it brings to widen my gaze. While I haven’t conceptualized this post as part of this summer’s “Diverse Tastes” series, my thoughts turn to how much I appreciate hunk watching outside my own familiar haunts. It’s inspiring to get a taste of the fashions, hairstyles, races and ethnicities, strides and swaggers that I just don’t see in my neighborhood. Hell, I even saw several studs making skinny jeans look hot, and I honestly never thought that was possible.

I had one brush with fame. Sadly, it wasn’t Alexander Skargård at the airport. I’ll just say it was a Torchwood hunk whose ass features prominently in one very fond scene.

Planes, trains and automobiles. Boats and trams. Beaches and High Streets. Parks and stadiums. With an eye for hunk-spotting, getting there is at least half the fun.

I have more travel coming up, which may disrupt my posting schedule further. However, I think I’ll have  dependable internet access and at least a little disposable time to keep neverland a summer destination for you to see and be seen.

Wherever the season finds you (and I realize some readers of this blog are in the middle of winter), I hope that you’re blessed with an abundance of beautiful men, arousing wrestling, a little of exactly what you want, and a lot of what you didn’t even know you wanted until you found it.

Safe travels!

Diverse Tastes – Guest Contributor Stay Puft

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Another guest contributor and friend of this blog, Stay Puft brings us his take on the theme of “Diverse Tastes.” I think there’s an echo-chamber effect at times in the relatively small world of the online wrestling kink universe. Those of us with the expendable time to spare to regularly write blogs on the topic tend to have our voices relatively amplified over the hundreds or thousands each one of us statistically represents. Just a reminder that blogger accounts are free and you can start your own blog to expand the conversation on a regular basis. But short of a thousand homoerotic wrestling kink blogs, I’m happy to have regular readers and man-on-the-street consumers like SP join in this summer series for neverland, exploring what “Diverse Tastes” mean in homoerotic wrestling kink.  I like to think of myself as versatile and turned on by a wide range of tastes when it comes to bodies and looks, but SP’s range puts me to shame. I’d venture to guess that SP represents the many folks for whom diversity itself is a turn on, and for that, I’m always glad to get his perspective on what’s happening in the wrestling world.  ~Bard

Brian Kendrick



Daffney



I will start off by saying that while I am going to explore my own diverse tastes, I make no attempt to explain them, because they don’t necessarily make sense even to me.  My diverse tastes can briefly be summed up by looking at a time when TNA Wrestling had three of my favorites hired (though sadly under-utilized) at the same time: Brian Kendrick, Big Rob Terry, and Daffney.  Maybe Daffney doesn’t QUITE affect me the same as the first two, but I’m at least…fascinated enough to admit she deserves a mention.


Two of my earliest crushes were on Iron Mike Sharpe (“AAAARRRRGGGHHH!!!”) and Michelle Pfeiffer (“Meow.”), I guess that’s pretty diverse.  Although the wrestling side of things seemed to have taken the stronger hold early on.  (Oh, and I haven’t seen “Personal Effects” yet but it has Michelle Pfeiffer AND Ashton Kutcher, which is happy for me.)

Randy Orton
Kate Beckinsale

If I had to pick two people I thought might be THE most beautiful people, they would be Randy Orton and Kate Beckinsale.  (Their voices, their grace in motion.)  Although for sure, it’s only Randy I’d want to see in a wrestling match, don’t get me wrong.  (But in “Alice through the Looking Glass,” Kate was the only actress to take the lines from the book and sound like she was naturally, really saying it.  She’s so natural, and her hands are so long and slender.)

Jamie Scott of Graffiti6
Diverse tastes take things outside of the world of wrestling, and I think I’m in love with Jamie Scott of one of my favorite new English bands, Graffiti6.  His looks, his writing, and his voice, though not necessarily in that order.


Alistair Overeem

Rio Garza, Mike Knox, Alistair Overeem, Phil Baroni, Clay Guida, Chris Masters, Brody Steele, El Elegido, Brook Stetson, the Gambler, these people don’t fall into the same body types but they all do it for me. I do find that I don’t mind (in fact, I prefer) when I’m only attracted to one person in a match.  Then I can concentrate on him.

El Elegido

And…yes, I prefer jobber matches, squash matches, with the person I favor on the receiving end of the beating.  But there’s even diversity there, because sometimes enough’s enough, and I feel sorry for the person, and I WANT to see things turn around, but do I really…? (Pain and conflict is necessary for interesting narrative and can be incredibly arousing but at the end of the day I guess I just want everything to be okay.)

Big Rob Terry


And for the heavier (bodybuilder) end of the spectrum, Big Rob, Mike O’Hearn, etc., it bothers me when people dismiss anyone over a certain size with phrases like “‘roided up.”  I’m not naive enough to think there are no more steroids being used, but there are natural bodybuilders who I’d imagine take a certain amount of pride in what they achieve, and it seems petty to doubt their claims, or to over-generalize.  And for the people who DO use steroids, come on, you’re working so hard already, you’d still be beautiful without them, and is it REALLY worth risking any sort of side effect to your nether regions?

But going back to an earlier point, if there’s a match where I happen to be into both guys, that leaves a lot more room for the give-and-take.  Hm, and I could have gone somewhere with the hotness of seeing Chris Masters tap out, but the mixed sadness of thinking, “Oh no, he lost his match.”  And I was going to mention being a kid and hating when anything bad would happen to He-Man, and later on those bad things being exactly what would turn my crank, but I guess that might be less about diverse tastes and more about personal history or something, but on a side note, the Rants, ‘Roids & Rasslin’ blog has a great “He-Man in trouble” story going, which is very nostalgic.

Clay Guida

Favorites of mine have been hairy, smooth, ripped to shreds, sporting a big gut, mean and domineering, weasely, bitchy and submissive, long-haired, stubbly-to-bald.

Chris Masters

I’m not used to talking in front of people, so thank you. – SP


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Thank you, SP! You’re awesome, and the diversity that turns you on in truly inspiring!

Independence

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I nominate myself for the least patriotic person on the planet. It’s not that I’m unpatriotic, precisely, but I’m determinedly pragmatic. If I were selecting my country of citizenship like picking out a new car to buy, sure, I’d kick the tires of this nation of my birth. I’d appreciate many of the amenities. But doing the accounting when it comes to quality of life, personal liberty, and the alignment of core values, I’d have to say that the U.S. probably wouldn’t be the model I drive off the lot.

I realize this makes me a bad American. Not just to criticize, but to summarily judge this country to be inferior is not just offensive to many, its an unpardonable sin.

When the New York legislature recently passed a new law granting a legally recognized status to same-sex marriages, the crowd of LGB activists in the gallery erupted into incoherent shouts of joy that quickly coalesced around a deep, passionate chant: “U-S-A, U-S-A, U-S-A…” 
I thought to myself, What does that even mean? I usually hear that chant at sporting events, where the crowd is crowing about their faith in the inherent, divinely sanctioned superiority of America. Surely those activists didn’t intend to imply that. As a nation, the law of the land continues to be the “Defense of Marriage Act.” As for the USA, we aren’t even going to break into the top 10 nations in order of when they eliminated legal barriers between the benefits afforded to opposite-sex and same-sex couples.

I suppose the activists chanting “U-S-A” upon the passage of the New York marriage equality bill may have been thinking ahead. Perhaps they were arguing for what was accomplished in New York to sweep across the rest of the USA. In that case, I’m left wondering why marriage is our rallying cry, rather than employment or housing protection. Why is the vision of equality for sexual minority Americans limited in scope to being granted the same faulty, broken, bankrupt institution of socio-religiously defined monogamous marriage that heterosexuals are fleeing in droves? And what about our national priorities that promote the spread of poverty and hunger? What about our political agenda to strip public education and health and human welfare funds and place them directly in the wallets of corporate robber barons and vampiric oil speculators? What about our irrational fear of collective welfare that prevents us at all costs from deciding that all Americans will have basic health care and safe homes and enough to eat and family planning resources and the compensated value of family caregiving and human dignity in old age… Perhaps we should check in with the activists of prior civil rights agendas right about now. Let’s ask the women in this country who get paid pennies on the dollar for their work about how it feels to have achieved the pinnacle of legislative equality nearly 100 years ago. Let’s ask our black brothers and sisters about how fulfilled they feel in their attainment of legal equality with the passage of the Civil Rights Act more than 45 years ago. These key battles that we concede the power to define our citizenship and equality and hopes and aspirations for ourselves and our national identity invariably move us merely inches in the miles of distance that stand between us and liberty.

I’m a bad American. I know it. I live always teetering on the edge of deciding whether to flee this country with each national election that illustrates that nearly or a little more than half of our voting populace desperately wants political leaders who are as ill-educated, religiously fanatical, bigoted and ignorant as they are. It’s not that I think any other country has their shit all together either, of course. But tallying up what I think are the priorities and values that I hope to guide the community in which I enthusiastically participate and identify, I have to say, the USA is not in the top 3.

Happy Independence Day, everyone.

Name That Cock: The Weiner Edition

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Perhaps I should call this week’s quiz Name That Cock: Current Events. In our body-phobic, sex-phobic culture, personally I think that we need to see more, not less, cock. In and of themselves, big beautiful cocks should not be scandalous, disgraceful, or disqualifying of anything. So take a long, hard gander at these close-up views of cock, and see if you can identify which “current events” homoerotic wrestler is the owner of each beautiful tool. Let’s officially resist the hegemonic assumption that the sight of cock requires public flagellation and Puritanical blood-letting! The rules are the same as always: name the homoerotic wrestlers to whom these cocks belong. If you name all the cocks below in addition to the opponents faced in the photographed wrestling matches, I’ll write you a custom piece of wrestling fiction and you can name the topic for next week’s quiz.

Cock(s) #1:
Either cock here can qualify for a correct answer, but both will get you the full points you need to progress toward claiming a prize. These two gorgeous, uncut cocks are quite the prize, in and of themselves. I’ve speculated that the  sexy-as-hell homoerotic wrestler on the right is one of us. The homoerotic wrestler on the left has a just-released G-rated match for another company that’s also a current event.
Cock #2:
This cock is hot off the presses news. We’ve seen him elsewhere in PG-rated homoerotic wrestling fare, so imagine my surprise to discover that he not only is ready to whip out his cock to awe his opponents into submission, but that he has such an aesthetically stunning piece of meat. I’ve mentioned before that I think it’s difficult for really big muscle boys to have proportionally impressive tools, but this breaking-news badboy clearly has no problem at all keeping everything in perspective.
Cock #3:
I feel like we all need to stand up and salute this fantastic phallus. This recent headliner has a body built for destruction to go along with this cock constructed for conquest. With this secret weapon unsheathed, the twink rookie who faced him, eye-to-cock, in this match was always going to go down.
Cock #4:

Here’s another hot-off-the-presses cock that I’m terribly excited to see more of. The hard, muscled, tatted body that’s connected to this pierced quarter pounder is my kind of homoerotic wrestler in so many ways! The word is that this is a grudge match, and that scores are settled. Considering I also have quite the crush on the lips in this pic, I can tell that this will be a match that I must own.

 Cock #5: 
Admittedly, this is a little blurry, but I love this snapshot of bodies stretched and bent and wrapped up together like a soft pretzel with mustard on top. I’ll admit it: I get a particularly perverse pleasure when I watch the homoerotic wrestler whose cock is pictured here get pummeled and plowed. This late-breaking match doesn’t disappoint on that count. The really priceless pic (I’ll show tomorrow) is the look of worried awe on this wrestler’s face as he stares down the mammoth, hard-to-believe-if-you-haven’t-seen-it cock on the opponent who’s twisted him up in this pic above.
Good luck, gentlemen. I hope you have fun with it, because if we can’t have fun with beautiful bodies and awesome cocks, then we deserve the oppressive, far-right, self-righteous straight regimes to which most of us are living under in one form or another these days.

Name That Ass

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Jobberinnyc kicked ass in last week’s quiz… well, perhaps it’s closer to say that he slapped some cocks. This week we’re back to asses, though. Below are a few of my favorite things, and in particular, the gorgeous asses of homoerotic wrestlers. These 5 wrestlers grabbed my attention in large part on the strength of their beautiful glutes. There are some new infatuations and some long standing favorites, as well. Name the 5 homoerotic wrestlers below, and you get a gold star and an extra heaping helping of praise. Name all 5 wrestlers as well as all seven (yes, that’s a hint) opponents they faced in the photos below, and you will be certified as a homoerotic wrestling aficionado and be offered the opportunity to choose the topic for next week’s Name That quiz. Good luck, and let me know how you do.
Ass #1:
Stunningly handsome muscle hunk alert! 5’6″, 170 pounds, he takes on a much bigger muscle brute in this bout and astonishingly matches him pound for pound in brute strength. Every inch of his body is captivating, but that sweet, round ass on top of those thick thighs and at the base of that tiny waist leaves me wanting much, much more.

Ass #2:
This gorgeous surfer boy butt made this homoerotic wrestler an instant favorite of mine. 6’0″, 200 pounds, with an all-over, Southern California tan, he simply cannot wait to lose the trunks in his most recent match, from which this pic comes.
Ass #3:
I’ve been challenged for handing out the mantle of “classic” too generously, but screw it. It’s my blog, and so when I say this gorgeous muscle ass is classic, clearly it’s just my opinion. And my opinion is that this homoerotic wrestler was one of the very top tier most beautiful muscle boys in the business. I can find precious little on this hunk other than that he measured in at 5’9″ and 180 pounds and wrestled in 6 products (well, two of them only loosely count as wrestling in my book). His filmography is just far to brief, but I love every minute of him on screen.
Ass #4:
This homoerotic wrestler took me by surprise. I wasn’t expecting to be quite so turned on by him, but not only is the ass here sincerely squeezable, his snarling, sneering attitude and sadistic delight in dominating is crazy hot. 5’11”, 168 pounds, he’s no ripped muscle stud, and he simply doesn’t need to be, because his wrestling and his sell (and that accent!) makes all sorts of things pump harder within me.
Ass #5:
5’11” and 180 pounds, the homoerotic wrestler wrapped up so beautifully here has a permanent place in the pantheon of my fantasy wrestlers. He only wrestled twice, as far as I know (please, please tell me where else I can find more of his work), which probably accounts for the fact that I’ve never mentioned him around these parts before. But that oversight is happily about to be corrected. He had movie star good looks, perfect proportions, a smile that brings me to my knees, and an enthusiasm for his ring wrestling performances that makes up for any lack of polish. With a body and a face so stunning, you only need one name.
Send me your answers or post them in the comments below. Feel free to work together. This is an open-notes quiz. Good luck, and you may begin…

Name That Cock

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Memorial Day weekend has been tough on me.  I enjoy visiting family, but I’m inevitably stuffed with junk food, bored to tears with stories about my infinite nieces and nephews, and deprived of high speed internet. Hell, I tell you. This week’s quiz was ready to publish yesterday, but the only internet access I had either couldn’t handle the data-transfer of these five pics, or it just couldn’t swallow these close-ups of five big, beautiful cocks. Now that I’m reconnected to the real world, here’s this week’s quiz, our second edition of Name That Cock. See if you can identify the homoerotic wrestlers equipped with these impressive tools…
Cock #1:
5’10”, 160 pounds, ever-ready hard-on, 14 homoerotic wrestling matches that I know of, only 2 of which failed to feature unobstructed views of his lead pipe. Here, he’s tied up and getting his trunks pulled so tight that his throbbing cock looks like it’s getting choked into submission by his waistband.
Cock #2:
5’11”, 173 pounds, this is top shelf porn-quality cock. I can put my hands on five matches featuring this muscle stud, the most recent one (pictured here) putting him over .500. 
Cock #3:
5’10, 174 pounds, a considerable amount of that weight swinging between his legs. He taped around 16 homoerotic wrestling matches, half of which have him unleashing this boa constrictor on his awe-struck opponents, hypnotized by its ponderous pendulum swing. While his tag-team matches are my favorite examples of his work, the match pictured here is a 1-on-1 with another muscle hunk who, normally, would have been able to claim the most awesome cock in the ring. This time, however, his martial arts, ridiculous good looks, and “quarter pounder” were no match for the “whole Big Mac” pinning him to his back in the middle of the ring.
Cock #4:
Another top-shelf porn presence, this 6’1″ 245 pound musclebound fuck freak is probably known to most from his porn work that didn’t involve wrestling (though mash-ups of his wrestling seem to be awfully popular in some corners of the globe lately). You can get full credit for naming either of his stage names, but you’ll get extra credit for naming both. Here he has his bleach blond opponent helpless in a torture rack in possibly the least creatively named product ever.
Cock #5:
6’1″, 170 pounds of aptly named homoerotic wrestling icon. This homoerotic wrestler is always seamless in his devastating, all-in, fantastically focused sadistic wrestling assault and the inevitable sexual domination that must follow. Here, he’s beaten his lucky/unlucky opponent (who’s stock continues to steadily rise with me) with every inch of his body, culminating in a cock-whipping with the punk’s nose crushed beneath his balls.
Best of luck to you, boys. I hope you were able to celebrate the Memorial Day weekend with plenty of sweet, hard, beautiful cocks!

Name That Tat

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Life is settling back on track for me after a burst of incredibly busy, yet productive activity. Now, with time to pay attention to the really important things, I’m happily posting more regularly again here. I even put some good time in on a fictional wrestling story for Producer’s Ring yesterday. For what I hope to be a more interactive angle on this blog, here’s a new Name That Tat quiz for you. On the scant evidence below, name the sexy homoerotic wrestlers who sport this ink. For extra credit, name the opponents they battled in these pics (there’s one trick question on that count). Run the board, and I’ll send you a close up of one of my own tats and laud your homoerotic wrestling expertise far and wide. Good luck, and let me know what you come up with.
Tat #1:
I could have sworn that I’d featured this tat in a prior Name That quiz, but I can’t seem to find it. So here’s a distinctive shoulder tat for a wrestler with lots of releases lately (in only one sense of the word). 6′ tall, 190 pounds (quite a bit of it dangling from right around halfway up). This pick comes from his most recent release (again, in only one sense of the word). 
Tat #2:
Another shoulder tat here. Bonus points if you can translate it… then again, I can’t translate it, so you can say just about anything and I’ll just have to believe you.  This 5’8″, 200 pound major league pornboy hunk has been swimming in the non-pornboy end of the homoerotic wrestling pool, other than a bit of nudity, as far as I can tell. I think he may never have looked hotter than in this particular match, in which his purple and yellow trunks just barely manage to do the bare minimum required of them, due to his astonishingly round, muscled bubble butt.

Tat #3:

Here’s another translation bonus for you (I do know the correct answer to this one). This is another wrestler with some recent releases to his credit. He’s a tasty, big boy treat (5’10” and 210 pounds of thick muscle everywhere). If he’d have been marketed as Jace Bradley’s “little” brother, I’d have totally bought it… but he appears not to be marketed that way in his recent debut on the scene. This match was his debut against another debuting, tatted muscle god.

Tat #4:

Continuing the theme of recent releases (in multiple senses of the word), this pair of delightful “stamps” are just beautiful, right at the tailbone above the striated muscle ass of this “big return” homoerotic wrestler. The only stat I can find for him is 8″, but I swear that’s not the most impressive measurement on this big, hard muscle boy. This match is, indeed, his “big return” to the homoerotic wrestling scene. Welcome back!

Tat #5:

On the other end of the chronological spectrum, this is a classic in all regards. Classic ink, classic homoerotic wrestler, classic hairy muscle hunk heel. I’m not finding his bio, so this one may be strictly for the seasoned experts out there. Trick is, I don’t know if there is an opponent that goes with this pic. It looks more like a promotional pick of the muscle stud, and his gear doesn’t quite seem to fit with any of the matches that I can find pics of him for. So, all in all, this seems like it could be particularly tricky for the novices is homoerotic wrestling fandom.

Good luck! I’ll post answers tomorrow.

Name That Ass

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I considered Stay Puft’s suggestion of a Name That Foot edition of our game (his tongue in cheek, I do believe), but I’m jonesin’ for ass, so the asses have it. This week’s quiz is back to basics: homoerotic wrestlers with notable asses. You know the drill: name the homoerotic wrestler to whom each ass below belongs, based on the scant evidence I’ve provided. If you correctly name all the asses, you get a gold star. If you name all 5 asses and their opponents in the matches pictured, you can claim delivery of a custom, written-to-order homoerotic wrestling fantasy fiction, and you can recommend the genre for next week’s quiz. Best of luck!
Ass #1:
This is a truly gorgeous ass that immediately grabbed my attention when I first caught sight of it. The wrestler is almost painfully beautiful, proportioned like a classic Greek statue (if that classic Greek statue lived on protein shakes and worked out three times a day). He’s marketed at 189 pounds, appearing in two matches, though 10 matches pop up under his name. He’s sold as a male exotic dancer, which I believe without a second thought. This homoerotic wrestler was apparently brought in for his brief tenure in wrestling by one of my all time favorite icons of the business, but that’s not who he’s facing in the match pictured above.
Ass #2:
You might guess that this is a trick question, but no, ass #2 is not the same as ass #1 (though it looks like they shop at the same store). No, the homoerotic wrestler sporting this muscle butt is not exactly a “pretty boy” carved from polished marble (like ass #1). He brings to mind much more the sensibility of a muscle bear daddy. He’s just very, very recently jumped companies (or straddled, at least), and at 5’10” and 200 pounds, he’s an intimidating hunk of aggressive muscle anywhere he goes. In this match, he faces a Russian who he apparently recruited himself.

Ass #3:
Wow. Um, wow. I’ve marveled at this ass before, and I won’t be surprised to find myself struggling for words of awe for this ass again sometime. Excuse me for just a moment…. wow.  Okay, so this bushy-browed boy has an adorable face, a fit, beautiful body, a tenacious spirit on the mats… but seriously, that ass is a show stopper. 5’9″ and 168 pounds, this shot comes from his very first homoerotic wrestling bout.

Ass #4:
This shapely, athletic muscle ass is dedicated to last week’s Name That Gear winner, Stay Puft. This ass belongs to one of Stay Puft’s favorites. 5’8″, 180 pounds, this stunningly fit, smooth boy is reportedly a cousin of another homoerotic wrestler who’s appeared in a Name That Tat quiz in the past. He’s billed as a former professional soccer player and worldclass kickboxer. The striated, bulging thighs that go with this irresistibly grabbable ass certainly point to the truth that this homoerotic wrestler is an impressive athlete (and one not to be fucked with). But if you’re going to fuck with him, it probably helps to be a half foot taller and 95 pounds heavier than he is (as is his opponent here).
Ass #5:
I typically list the asses in order of difficulty, but I suspect this will be the easiest for most readers to identify. As a result, I’ll say precious little by way of clues. The wrestler here is 6’0, 185 pounds, astonishingly prolific in a very brief amount of time, and the sadist delivering this vicious wedgie deserves a trophy for handing us a truly entertaining and sexy beatdown on this devastatingly pretty- pretty boy… twice.
Good luck, my friends. Let me know what you come up with.

Name That Gear

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It was warm enough for short sleeves and shorts yesterday, so I was delayed in my weekly Name That post. The clouds have set in again, so I have renewed focus (and a sunburn). In cashing in his prizes as winner of last week’s Name That Cock quiz, Topher came up with an excellent suggestion for the theme for this week’s quiz: Name that Gear. Of course, there’s iconic gear that seems indelibly linked to one particular homoerotic wrestler. Think Brad Rochelle looking over his shoulder at the camera, his gorgeous glutes packed into trunks with the word “SPEEDO” stitched across the ass. So now that Brad’s off the table as a possible answer to this week’s quiz, here are some close ups of some other, perhaps less iconic, gear that I associate with one particular homoerotic wrestler or another. Just by way of hints, all of this gear shows up more than once, helping to build the association between the wrestler and the gear. So none of this week’s answers will be one-hit-wonders. Again, with all credit to Topher for the concept, let’s get down to business and play Name That Gear.

Gear #1:
If you’ve read Joe at Ringside at Skull Island recently, this is a gimme. Joe even has dibs on these trunks if ever he accepts the offer to wrestle this smart and gorgeous wrestler. I’m hoping that Joe not only accepts the offer to wrestler him, not only wears the trunks, but writes a tell-all for the rest of us to enjoy vicariously!
Gear #2:
Okay, so, true enough, you’ve probably seen these very gold lamay posing trunks on more than one fine, round white ass, but I will now and always associate them with this particular homoerotic wrestler… and his fine, round white ass. I believe he wore them four times, meaning he wrestled in other gear even more often, but I can’t quite conjure an image of this iconic homoerotic wrestler in my mind’s eye without him sporting these metallic golden trunks wedged up his stunning ass cheeks as he suffers.
Gear #3:
The fight gloves and headgear were a go-to device for this homoerotic wrestler punk. Like punching it into high gear, he would frequently whip out this gear at a particularly opportune time to get himself into the right frame of mind to put the demolishing, finishing touches on an opponent (like he did against the answer to question #2, above). In the match pictured here, the cocky stud hits a brick wall of muscle from another jock hunk in only his second of three lifetime homoerotic wrestling matches.
Gear #4:
Although this homoerotic wrestler most recently appeared in a different mask, up until that point, he was always sporting this colorful mask. I foster a running fantasy of this gorgeous hunk tied up, at my mercy, stripped and every muscle examined with adoring care (with the mask on).
Gear #5:
Again, unmistakable gear choice here. Impossible to miss, and damn brave, considering this homoerotic wrestler seemed perpetually to have trouble tying that knot tight enough to hold throughout a whole match. 
So guess the homoerotic wrestlers sporting the gear above, and if this is just all too simple for you, also identify the name of their opponents. Comment below or drop me an email to let me know how you did.