The link the the Best of BG East voting disappeared from the BG East homepage, but I swear I saw that you had until Sunday at midnight to cast your ballots. Hopefully, if you’re still undecided, you still have time. And hopefully I can offer this voter’s guide and my personal take on the field in a few more categories. Let’s start today taking a look at the hotly contested and highly controversial Best Body nominees. What makes for “Best Body” has got to be even more subjective than what we evaluate as best body part by body part. Me, I like all sorts of bodies, but when I think “best” I think superior fitness, muscle mass, proportion, symmetry, balance, and that most subjective of them all, beauty. Here are the contenders for Best Body at BG East in 2014.
I’ve been explicitly campaigning for months for Kid Karisma to take the title this year, because, fuck, look! All those qualifiers I mention above as my personal criteria are summed up right here in my reigning favorite homoerotic wrestler. He’s also making a play for a Best Butt 3-peat, and I’m slightly aghast that he didn’t get a nomination for Best Abs.For those who like them brawnier, burlier, hairier and with tweezed eyebrows, Chace LaChance is certain to make a strong showing. Interestingly he’s not a nominee for best butt, bulge or abs, but as a total package, he got the nod to join the field.Also Best Abs nominee Z-Man took the Best Body title last year, after going down to Rio Garza in 2012. I’ll say it again, Z-Man must have an aging portrait of himself in the attic somewhere, because he’s perpetually gorgeous and in top shape.Cal Bennett’s insurgency into the Best Abs and Best Body categories this year is ballsy and stunnning. He’s appeared in exactly 1 product thus far at BG East, but that was enough to get his liberally inked, stunning physique a nod for Best Bod. See my comments from a couple days ago about his body, honey, and my tongue.Goldenboy Austin Cooper (or Dr. Cooper, depending on the day) is dazzlingly beautiful, proportioned, balanced. That pretty face could possibly distract even his die hard fans from fully appreciating the top contender quality of that body. But probably not.
I haven’t been coy about saying for months Kid Karisma’s phenomenal fitness and picture perfect physique deserve the title of Best Body this year. The total package from top to bottom, front to back, in my opinion. I expect Z-Man to be making the strongest play to be at the head of this pack, possibly with Coop making a dark horse late run. If Cal pulls this out, I’m calling it a major upset and a huge bullseye painted on his finely muscled ass if he ever dares to step foot in the ring with any of his more seasoned and tested contenders.
Now let’s look at some of the match Besties. Selecting a photo to highlight a nominee’s claim to take the title for best-of-match categories is daunting. What single still frame captures a claim to make an entire match sexiest, or best on the mats? With humility, I’ve attempted to present some of what I think are the best claims for the following two categories, starting with Sexiest Match of 2014.
Cumming out of the gate hot and hard are Kayden Keller and Ty Alexander in their tandem debut in Raunchy Rookies 7. I think it says something significant to have a double debut be featured in the sexiest match contenders. RR7 burned it up, and win, lose or draw, I have to believe there are many more Bestie nominations heading both Kayden and Ty’s way.I admit to being slightly surprised to see X-Fights 38’s Drake Marcos v LJL and not see Drake and Ty’s Babyface Brawl X in this category. Nevertheless, Drake and LJL were two of the sexiest X-fighters at BGE this year, and their 38 fight was fucking mean and nasty. They hated each other start to finish, which makes it just that much sexier to see how prominently sexual domination became the story.Military Muscle 2 is another surprise entry here, as far as I’m concerned. Not because I didn’t think it was scorchingly sexy, but because it was far less sexually explicit than other matches that weren’t nominated. That said, MM2 demonstrates that a match doesn’t need to include cock-sucking in order to be blindingly sexy, and rookie Zion Brown’s gasping adoration of Kid Karisma is convincing and compelling.Pasion & Punishment 1 was the first time I sat up and took notice of Trey Dixon. His pairing here with Skrapper is nothing short of epic. Their confrontation is spilling over with raw, balls to the walls lust from the start, and the sexual tension makes my hard drive melt (seriously, I had to buy a new computer). I had to go back and verify that these two didn’t actually fuck on camera, because the sexual aggression is so damn explicit.Dark Knights 11 with Steven Ponce and Ray Dalton is clearly the choice for muscle fetish leather daddies and their stubborn boys. I’m regretting that Dark Knights 12 wasn’t the DK entry in this category, but it’s not hard to see why nominators gave Ray and Steven the nod here.
This category is a major struggle for me to settle on. My blogger v wrestler match with Drake was not nominated, and of course, other than my personal photographs of Drake’s post-match humiliation, you would be hard pressed to be able to make an informed vote our direction (though, take my word for it, it was sexy). So just looking at those that were nominated, personally, I’m completely torn between Raunchy Rookies 7, X-Fights 38, and Passion & Punishment 1. I know that there are wrestling fans out there that don’t like Skrapper, so I’m guessing Passion & Punishment may be a long shot, but at the end of the day, that’s where my vote goes. I’m also guessing it will be either Raunchy Rookies or X-Fights 38 that may be where the majority goes this time, which I will totally understand. Dark horse in this field I think is Dark Knights 11. I didn’t see a ton of buzz about it, but if the muscle fetish leather daddies snap the collars on all their boys, they’ll double their vote quickly and, potentially swing this their way.
Finally for today I’m taking a look at the Best Mat Battle nominees. This is another extremely tough slate to choose from, but you don’t pay me to dither. Wait, you don’t pay me at all! Oh well, onward and upward…
Submissions 9 with Cameron Matthews grappling with LJL has got to be a front runner in this category. Cam and LJL are major league mat tacticians, and that and about 2 gallons of sweat and some smoldering bitterness make Sub 9 insanely aggressive and the stuff that no one other than a contortionist should try.Passion & Punishment’s match with Drake Marcos and Mason Brooks makes a compelling argument. Two big egos enter the mat room, but one of them crawls on his belly out of the mat room having been actually tagged with a permanent marker to remind him what a consummate jobber he is. As much as I love watching Drake suffer, even I was worried at times in this match that the philosopher king Mason was going to literally break him… which makes a strong case for Best Mat Battle.But then the drama ensues in the Academy, as Mason is going up against himself in this category, also getting the nod for his work against Skrapper in Undagear 22. These are two of the fiercest mat boys on the books right now, and neither of them is going to concede to losing while conscious. Then again, there’s that anti-Skrapper faction out there.I was only slightly shocked to see Damien Rush and Joah Bindao’s Undagear 21 bout appear in this category. Shocked because I don’t think of it as cream of the crop mat work, but only slightly because Damien Rush getting schooled by a petite muscleman acrobat is always going to get attention. I loved the back and forth in this match. Lots of suspense and bruised egos.But if you’re jonesin’ for bruised egos, I’m guessing your choice very well may be Undagear 22’s match between Ray Naylor and Kid Karisma. Ray fucking HATES Kid K, and you get the impression he hates himself just a little for being unable to resist stroking Kid K’s luscious muscles (see my arguments for his Best Body claim). These two put the hurt on each other big time, and you know it was a special match when Kid K treats the loser to a free strip show after all is said and done.As long as Jake Jenkins is wrestling, I predict he will have at least one nomination in the Best Mat Battle category. He’s typically the master of the mats, but he bites off more than he can chew in Gazebo Grapplers 16, facing down big, beautiful newbie Carter Alexander. The outcome of this match is in question to the bitter end, and that end has got to be described as a stunning upset, so little wonder this shows up as a Best Mat Battle nominee.
Fuck, this is another hard choice. My vote, for what it’s worth, is going to Passion & Punishment’s Drake Marcos versus Mason Brooks. It was that match, and the 3-way interview I conducted with Mason and Drake that ultimately got the whole ball rolling to eventually find myself shutting Drake up with his trunks stuffed down his throat this past Fall. It’s also sweet drama, and watching Mason pick Drake apart, humiliate him worse and worse, strip him naked and leave his indelible mark clearly ignited a ton of fantasy’s-cum-true in me. I’m thinking the favorites in this category may be Cameron and LJL, though, possibly with Ray and Kid K being the dark horse here able deliver an upset.
If you haven’t finished your ballot yet, here’s what the Bard-approved slate of choices looks like:
Bringing a little sparkle to my Christmas and warmth to my crotch, Ty Alexander sent me this Christmas card with love. Hands behind his head, smooth torso stretched out, sweet bulge pressing against the confines of those tight trunks… now that’s what I call holiday cheer!
Some challenges should not be taken up lightly. For example, making a contribution to BG East’s Dark Knights series strikes me as a huge undertaking with so many nuanced and necessary moving parts that it’s little wonder that they go years at a time between producing new ones. Finding the particular constellation of wrestlers with certain erotic fantasies and personalities to embody them, along with hot bodies and a readiness to go all-in on the psychoerotic content of sexual domination and wrestling has got to be a rare gem to unearth.
Ty Alexander and Goren Ford make a bid to inhabit the Dark Knights series.
Frankly, I wasn’t certain whether BG East had the recipe quite right when I sat down with Dark Knights 12. For one thing, lovely, lickable Ty Alexander seemed like a possible miscast. The sweet jobber has been owned by every eager pair of hands to grab hold of that bodacious butt of his so far in his outings with BG East. I’ve noted from the beginning that the fashion-forward stud clearly has a wrestling arsenal to be reckoned with, despite his ultimate defeats, but still, I’ve had this sneaking suspicion all along that Ty may get off on getting owned. Having him star as the stubborn, competitive prize that must be conquered and bent to the will of a new master could have been a short trip. A full-fledged jobber who’s demonstrated conclusively his arousal at being dominated by prior opponents might not make a compelling conquest for a Dark Knight.
Ty is no pushover!
Happily, I was wrong about babyface Ty. The kid is most definitely not made of sugar and spice and everything nice, and with a baritone bruiser never seen on camera before showing up and promising to tag and bag him, Ty’s response is fucking brilliant. He sorts the rookie daddy-wannabe out right quick, squeezing the fight out of Goren Ford with those smooth, powerful legs. “You think you’re pretty tough, eh boy?” Goren grunts locked up nice and tight. “I can handle you,” he promises ironically looking stuck-but-good in Ty’s confident clutches.
Ty’s answer to an opponent who “talks to much.”
“You talk too much,” Ty smirks, rolling his would-be conquerer to his back in a schoolboy pin and slapping on a full-throttle kiss. He suddenly covers Goren’s mouth and nose with his hand, threatening to smother the handsome rookie out early, using his free hand to squeeze and stroke Goren’s gorgeous, meaty pecs. Nope, Ty is not a pushover, and if a ripped rookie like Goren anticipated that would be the case, he’s sorely mistaken.
Goren looks hungry as he ties Ty into knots.
Casting a raw rook as potential Dark Knight daddy also worried me initially. Selling this story requires a ton of sell, not just of physical domination, but deep, raging hard lust to take ownership of another man, body and soul. There are certainly BG East stars fully qualified to take me down that path without a second glance, . The bench of tried and true heels with proven track records for delighting in crushing, humiliating, and reveling in the spoils of victory is deep, any one of which could easily show the capacity and motivation for this role. A rookie must not only tell this complex story of physical and psychological domination, but he’s also introducing himself to us. He’s conveying the tolerances and temptations of his commitment to wrestle. He’s demonstrating his tactical prowess and convincing us of his ample strength and stamina. He has to sell us on him, and then sell us on him as hard-as-granite for bending a boy’s body in order to break his will and make him his bitch. As instantly infatuated with Goren’s look as I was, I was skeptical.
Hottest pair of asses to appear in the same match!? Quite possibly…
Then again, never mind! Holy fuck, Goren looks like he owns the place! Or, perhaps more to the point, he owns mouthwatering Ty with a decisiveness and delight that leaves me with the feeling that I’ve been lusting after this handsome hunk (and that outrageously phenomenal ass!!!) for years. Like a truly dominating daddy, Goren doesn’t raise his voice. Even when he’s letting the kid get riding time, his sexy-as-fuck deep baritone coos and croons, demonstrating over and over that the worst that Ty can do (and obviously, it’s seriously bad), is nothing that a hot hunk like Goren is worried about in the least. Stunningly, the hunk simply tosses Ty off of him like an errant piece of lint. With total command, he mounts Ty’s face, treating the boy to an intimate encounter with those glutes Ty has been pawing at eagerly, and lets the kid squirm and writhe in a panic.
Goren sternly trains Ty in precisely how he likes it.
So sure, I had my doubts before pushing play, but I am totally sold as this Greek tragedy plays out all over Ty’s gorgeous body. Bit by bit, Goren wears him down, wears him out. Fuck, he just plain wears him like a hot banana hammock that makes daddy feel that extra bit of sexy at the end of the day. He’s just too much muscle and raging crush-lust for cherubic Ty to resist for long, and once Ty’s battered into defenselessness, Goren goes to town turning the kid into his personal sex toy.
Goren had better never see that angelic little white thong on his boy ever again!
Defenselessness, however, is not the end game in a Dark Knights match. It’s not that Ty is beaten into an inability to keep fighting. It’s not that he’s sleepered out cold, or physically dominated into submission. The end game is psychological submission, the handing over of not just Ty’s body, but his will to his aspiring daddy. And delightfully, Ty doesn’t give it up willingly. That sly, shit-eating grin that grows on the boy’s face whenever he’s about to defy his would-be conquerer is priceless. My friends, in this daddy-boy performance art, Ty is a naughty, naughty boy. And as fun as it is to watch Ty grow petulant, it absolutely works me into a lather to watch Goren grin right back at him, relishing the challenge of (often literally) slapping the kid back down.
Ty can’t remember if this was his idea or daddy’s.
The chemistry between these two is explosive. I mean, literally, the explosions that happen here are way messy and making me bitter that the DVD doesn’t come with the ability to smell the body fluids coating the mat and both beautiful bodies. As infatuated as I was from the start with Goren’s phenomenal ass, I’m simply stunned by his incredible cock. If BG East decides to launch a Best Cock category in the year-end fan poll, Goren Ford is at the top of my ballot. I can’t imagine that being forced to provide full service to that magnificent member is exactly an onerous task for beautiful Ty, but Ty’s pleasure is regularly punctuated by the harsh discipline that his new daddy metes out in expertly measured doses. He’s training his boy sternly, demonstrating that once conquered, Ty’s pleasure and pain are entirely within the purview of daddy Goren. And for the record, daddy Goren likes to taunt, but there’s something incredibly moving about watching the look of satisfaction on his face as he watches Ty obey daddy’s command to jerk himself off. Chemistry. Fucking incredible chemistry.
A match made in Dark Knights heaven. What a team!
Dark Knights 12 is visually stunning, incredibly compelling psychodrama with two outstanding combatants who sell this erotic fantasy with an enthusiasm that convinces me that there’s a lot more here than just putting out for the camera. There will remain a bitter, unfilled hole in my life as long as I don’t see these two show up in a daddy & boy tag team ring match. And I’m saying here and now my money is on the Ford-Alexander team. Please, oh please wrestling gods, hear my prayer!
In case you didn’t catch it, my reigning homoerotic wrestler of the month, Drake Marcos, crawled out of the shame spiral he’s been in for the past month in order to try to articulate how, after all that taunting and trash talk, he ended up with his trunks stuffed in his mouth and a certain blogger snapping photographic proof of his humiliation in the ring (not that we didn’t already have copious evidence of Drake’s humiliation in the ring). It’s adorkable. I honestly didn’t realize that my infatuation with Mason Brooks’ nipples was what apparently seeded Drake’s antipathy toward me during our 3-way interview nearly a year ago. Seriously, how could I not be infatuated with Mason’s nipples? And it’s not as if I have some finite supply of infatuation and fandom to ration out. I can marvel at Drake’s magnificent suffering as a sensational jobber and, simultaneously, go dizzy with delight at Mason’s hot pecs and total mastery of an outmatched opponent.
Blogger bait Drake Marcos
We’ve been left in suspense to hear the end (or at least “part 2”) of Drake’s attempt to rationalize away his blogger beat down. Considering it was almost 11 months between his last post and this one, perhaps we shouldn’t hold our collective breaths. And what, honestly, can a stud say to defend himself when he was photographed entirely defenseless and defeated? The end of “part 1” of Drake’s tap dance around the cold hard facts suggests that, as is so often the case with dissociative disorder, he is coping with his shame by glancing sideways at his split-personalitied alternate self. Whatever you need to do to sleep at night, Drake. Whatever you need to do. As we wait, I’ve collected a few choice moments from Drake’s wrestling history to share as evidence that the handsome hunk sells sublime suffering just about the best of anyone I can think of in the business today. I’d suggest the Cheshire Cat simply own it rather than run from what he does so, so well: suffer. Check out Kayden Keller’s Facebook feed for more piling on, pointing out that nobody agonizes helplessly quite as provocatively as Drake Marcos.
Jonny Firestorm makes Drake weep as he drags the jobber up by his roots in Custom Combat.Drake wails as Skrapper nearly rips his head off in Wet & Wild 7.LJL rubs Drake’s face in it in X-Fights 38. Ty Alexander gives Drake the best seat in the house in Babyface Brawl X.Mason Brooks treated Drake to the best seat in the house in Passion & Punishment.But I had the best seat in the house (perched atop the turnbuckle at BG East South) about a month ago.
I woke up to a deep and dark funk in light of the election results across the country yesterday. These are dark days, I fear, and I’m desperately in need of a hero to fight off the villains who are robbing us blind. Fortunately, this Halloween seems to have brought out the superheroes from among the ranks of homoerotic wrestlers, and I for one am relieved to have these gorgeous hunks suit up to slap down the bad guys. Because there are so many fucking bad guys. In Congress!
Kayden Keller reveals his secret identity: Super Sexy SuperboyLook at the shoulders on this kid! Villains step back!I’m I’m not mistaken, Robin’s jobberboy alter-ego very well may be adorable Ty Alexander!Unmasked, it’s definitely Ty to the rescue.It’s Superman vs Batman, the next generation! Can’t we all just get along!?Maybe a little next incarnation Night Wing can save the day.Hey, I recognize that not-so-secret lair!
Wait, staring down from above at those lips, checking out those abs, I’m having flashbacks to recently putting Drake Marcos on his back in the ring!
Night Wing rocks. I hope he’s better at conquering the bad guys than Drake is.
Wolverine always turns me on, particularly when it’s a certain homoerotic wrestling heel selling the look.The size of the villainy today calls for the big guns. Bear daddy Shane McCall, save us!
I know for a fact that this ridiculously handsome collection of smartly dressed homoerotic wrestlers were NOT in residence at BG East South recently (more on that soon). In the mean time, can I just say how extremely erotic I find it to see smoking hot wrestling hunks like these guys in street clothes? Unlike the contraband that “Our Man Inside” smuggles out of BG East for us to savor, this pic came directly from the Boss himself, treating us to what looks like a night out with one of the sexiest posses on the planet. I get a strong hit of Clark Kent about these boys all dressed up with someplace to go. I’m sensing hard feelings engendered by Brad Rochellegiving Kid Leopard a swirly have been ironed out. That, or else dimple-chinned Brad may be just about to get dragged across the floor by that tie and triple-teamed by the Boss and his new crop of BG East henchmen. And speaking of the henchmen, I repeat myself I know, but it bears repeating: hunks in glasses drive me CRAZY! Holy shit, Ty Alexander and Kayden Keller in specs are insanely sexy. Kayden appears to have missed the dress code memo, but I’m not about to be the one to diss the heel-rising’s fashion sense. Then there’s delectable little Ty, looking like he just strolled off the stage of Newsboys. And finally, the Boss, with a goatee and a cat-that-ate-the-canary grin that makes it certain that no one would be fooled by the suit and tie to mistake him for anything other than a raging heel.
Fuck, I seriously hope that this ended in a 3-on-1 brutal beatdown. And that someone recorded it.
I’m close to being able to die a happy man, because not only did Shane McCall drop me a note to thank me for my recent review of his Catch Weight 6 match, he went on to agree to grant me an interview. Talk about a bucket list item! Shane resides right around the foundation of my homoerotic wrestling fantasies as an object of lust from my very early days of discovering BG East. He’s one of my wrestling crushes who left me in awe that I had this thing in common with such a beautifully handsome, deeply masculine man with such a gorgeous body. His early career matches are bedrock to my prized homoerotic wrestling collection, and his return to the ring these 18 years after he first wrestled for BG East was simply epic. And then I found myself with Shane’s undivided attention, answering my questions, throwing them right back at me and igniting all new homoerotic wrestling fantasies. I hope you enjoy this chat with the legendary Shane McCall, but as you’ll see, it really doesn’t matter that much to me, because it was one of the most pleasurable experiences I’ve ever had in my five and a half years of blogging about homoerotic wrestling.
The legendary Shane McCall
Bard: Thanks for connecting with me on Facebook, Shane. I needed to take a little time to work on some questions so I don’t sound too, too much like a fanboy dork.
Shane: Ha! Sounds good, boy. Is that your tight lean bod in that profile pic?
Bard: My abs aren’t quite that ripped anymore, but happily the bod is still tight and lean.
Shane: Works for me. I always enjoy working lean muscle.
Bard: Oh, damn. This is going to be quite an interview! I’m going to have to work hard to stay focused if you insist on speculating about working over my body! I am extremely thrilled and a bit intimidated to get this chance to talk with the famous Shane McCall. Can I just start by asking about your stunning return to the ring in BGE’s Catch Weight 6? How did it feel stepping through those ropes again?
Shane was stunned to find Lady Gaga in wrestling gear waiting for him and his epic return to the BG East ring.
Shane: I can smell your intimidation, and love the smell of it in the morning. That and a cup of coffee, and I am ready to start the day. Thanks, Bard. It felt great lacing up my wrestling shoes and pulling the straps up on my singlet. Some things your body never forgets. I knew I was ready to take on anyone. My head was in the game. Keeping my body healthy with good diet and working out paid off, too. Stepping up onto the ring and standing at the ropes felt as natural as it did when I was 32 as it does at 50. What I saw waiting for me inside the ring, well, was downright comical. Lady Gaga in wrestling gear.
Bard: It certainly looked to me like you didn’t skip a beat from the last time we saw you there. You completely owned it. And since you mention Lady Gaga in wrestling gear, what do you make of young Ty Alexander not knowing who you are? I mean, you’re basically royalty to anyone with even a passing familiarity with homoerotic wrestling. What the hell has the world come to when a wet-behind-the ears babyface trying to establish a career in this business doesn’t even know the hunks who helped build this industry?
“Ty-resome” got an ass-whooping he won’t soon forget.
Shane: Thanks again, Bard. Your kind words and praise are spot-on and appreciated. Ty-ersome knew exactly who I was. I think that was his lame attempt to get under my skin. I’ve grown a thick layer over the years, and that shit just rolls off my back. These little pretty things, it is more about cosplay and dressing up in shiny erotic gear and looking pretty for themselves in the mirror than it is the sport of domination. Even though I gave him an ass whooping he will not soon forget, I doubt he learned anything. He’s probably now scouring the web for his next pair of shiny pink nut smugglers. But back to your comment about me being a force that helped build the homoerotic wrestling industry. I’m humbled. I owe it all and learned from the best in the business with Kid Leopard and Kid Vicious’ ring training and Energy and Zen training with Sailor Rob.
Bard: Well, no one can say you didn’t deliver a first rate education to darling Ty, but I suppose you can only lead a horse to water. If I remember correctly, you were BGE’s first rookie of the year. What was your learning curve like? What were some of those lessons you learned from KL, KV and Sailor Rob?
Shane found himself in a sea of gorgeous, oiled muscle at the end of Wrestlefest 1.
Shane: You have a keen memory. Yes, I was the first recipient of Rookie of the Year. 1996? I remember that weekend well. It was a fun time meeting a lot of the other BG East wrestlers and tons of hot matches throughout that weekend. Flo and I connected right off, and I learned a lot from him. Wrestling, being a devastating heel, being an outstanding jobber and the art of selling both.
Bard: Flo?
Kid Leopard (aka, Flo)
Shane: Oh, Flo is my nickname for Kid Leopard. Short for Florenz Ziegfeld. In return he calls me Shanney. I told him when I first arrived at BG East that I felt a little like the Fanny Brice of the BG East’s beautiful Schwanns. He laughed and said, “That’s ridiculous! You’re GORGEOUS. But I love it!” And so started the beautiful relationship of Flo and Shanney.
Bard: (laughing) That’s adorable!
Shane: During this past summer’s visit and taping, Flo was giving me a tour of his art collection. We both love art, especially wrestling art. The tour ended up in his office filled with photos of wrestlers of old and new and wrestling related artifacts. It truly is an amazing collection including DVDs, dolls and anything wrestling. Tucked on a shelf I saw the first photo I sent to Flo via the old Gillespie directory. I had sent it to Flo back in 1994. I had written a note on the back introducing myself and stating I hope to meet someday and would enjoy making a wrestling video for BG East. I was so deeply honored and touched that he kept that photo in a special place that he could see every day.
The Boss keeps this 1994 photo of Shane nearby.
Bard: I’ve seen that art collection and it’s incredible! So much to look at everywhere. I’m not surprised KL keeps that photo nearby. Damn, now that’s what I call selling a resume!
Shane: I spent a lot of time working in the ring with Kid Vicious, too, who told me “the only way you’ll be a good heel is to be an outstanding jobber.” KV went above and beyond in showing me what a ruthless prick heel is like and how to totally dominate and even humiliate a jobber. Some sessions were so devastating that you had to peel me off the ring apron at the end. I would never know what the lesson plan would be for the day. He just instructed me to show up and find out. Today is gut punishment day, or pec torture day, or my personal favorite, bumps, slams and stomps day. KV’s Heel Philosophy is, if you are not enjoying every moment tearing a jobber apart piece by piece then your fans are not going to enjoy watching it. KV takes much pride in his work and a lot of joy too, I can certainly attest to that. Sailor Rob is my Energy and Zen coach and advisor. Staying focused and centered in key when working in the ring. Much of the work is done outside in nature. Becoming connected with the Earth is the best way to become grounded and centered, he tells me. I found it also helps keep the gardens beautiful and fruits and vegetables harvested.
KV began initiating Shane into the joys of being a heel in Ringwars 1.
Bard: I’m entranced by this body-mind meld approach to training with KV and Sailor Rob in tandem.
Shane: Mind, body and soul healing is applied to everyday life and not just working for BG East. A healthy life is all about the balance of life and energy.
Bard: I think BGE has long produced wrestling that goes a lot deeper than pretty boys with pink nut smugglers, and I suspect that multi-focused training you received speaks a lot to that special, hot recipe they cook up.
Shane: BG East has the hottest stock of men working for them past and present. I’ve worked with a lot of them, too. Buster, Troy Baker, Casey Cutler, Todd Brophy, Kurt Erikson just a few of my hot mat matches. I took on some amazing ring talent too: Bryan Walsh, Clint Morgan and Chris Denver. Ty-ersome is a cutie too, and a tough little SOB. I was actually surprised he took as much as I gave him.
Bard: Do I remember correctly that you had a solid amateur wrestling background when you showed up? How do you think amateur wrestling skills contribute to the rough and rowdy world of BGE wrestling?
Spartan Wrestling Club
Shane: Yeah, I’ve been wrestling all my life. Tons of garage and basement battles growing up with buds in the neighborhood and school. My self-esteem was pretty low in high school and being teased everyday on the bus didn’t help with that. Like most young men being gay at that age and time was a rough period. I was also too nervous to try out for wrestling since it was a huge turn on for me. I mentioned the Gillespie Directory earlier. That was a hardcopy listing of wrestlers from all over the world. It cost like $20 a year, and the catalogue was delivered via US Postal with tons and tons of listings with photos of hot wrestlers around the world. That is the directory I met Kid Leopard and many other of my wrestling friends I keep in touch with today. The first guy I met in Philly was John, aka RomanGodPa, in the Gillespie directory. He was one of three men that started the Spartan Wrestling Club in Philadelphia, and I was the seventh member to join that club. John, Dennis and Andy Bailey were my first coaches to freestyle wrestling. I competed in the 1994 Gay Games in NYC and later become a coach of the Spartans. Andy Bailey brought me up to BG East training camp for my first of many trips.
Bard: So many connections to so many hunks!
Shane: Freestyle and the mat training that I learned from the Spartans was my strong suit, and I loved the contact and learned as much submission as I could privately with other sub wrestlers. I had mats in the small apartment in Philly and learned submission wrestling the hard way: trial and error. When visiting BG East and seeing the ring I knew that was something I really wanted to do. Shit, it was something I’d fantasized about since I was a kid. I asked and begged Kid Leopard to put me in the ring several times, and he said I was not ready. I can be persuasive, and he finally caved. Bryan Walsh was my first match. Squash. Clint Morgan. Total devastation. Chris Denver. Splat.
Clint Morgan. Total devastation.
Bard: However even as you were getting squashed by Clint Morgan, you were also winning Rookie of the Year. We’ve both given Ty Alexander a hard time in this conversation, but clearly there’s a time-honored place in the hearts of fans for the beautiful hot stud who gets trampled and crushed brutally. As someone who appreciates the erotic allure of wrestling from the inside out, what do you think it is that arouses so many of us about witnessing a devastatingly handsome hottie brutalized and humiliated like you were at the hands of Bryan Walsh, for example? What does a bubble butted jobber rising like Ty need to do to engender not pity, but arousal in being crushed?
Shane: You have to be hard on guys like Ty, otherwise their heads get too big. I am just trying to keep Ty’s head in proportion with his ass – especially in those small shiny trunks. As many muscled wrestling stars and diverse fans that BG East has cultivated over the years, there are just as many wrestling erotic buttons to push and scenes to play out. The box is endless, and for me the turn-ons change with my age and physical stature. I’ve grown from young athletic stud to big muscle bear daddy. I’m still wrestling young muscle studs and men of my age and size and even smaller. It all depends on my challenger and my mood.
Bard: Tell me more about that.
Shane: Let’s take you for instance Bard. With those tight abs you’ve been showing off, you’re just the kind of guy I would love to whip into the turnbuckle and keep you there while I drive my fists, knees, shoulder and boots deep into your abs until you are slumped into the corner pleading for mercy. Then grab you by your hair and set you up in the corner and whip you to the opposite turnbuckle for another round of ab abuse. Does that arouse you? It does me. Why does that arouse me? It doesn’t only arouse me erotically, it goes deeper than that. Wrestling for me isn’t only about being competitive or dominating or being dominated. It becomes a bond, a deep visceral connection with another man. It is about playing out creative fantasies and making sure my challenger is also getting something out of it too. The bond is only as strong as the two men who play it out. Be creative and have fun or go home. That is what makes BG East the top of the erotic wrestling business. A hot stable of wrestlers with amazing talent and thoughtfully creative production crew who only expect the best from everyone. They deliver.
Bard: Um, excuse me while I adjust myself, because yes, yes indeed, that just aroused me profoundly. You’ll have trouble grabbing me by my hair, but my abs are open for business for Shane McCall’s attention!
Shane: Bald, huh? That’s ok. I’ll just pull you up like I do with Scott Williams, by your ears or hooking your nostrils with two fingers.
Bard: As I sit here with this rising pressure in my pants, two questions come to mind. 1) How are your knees these days, because I’d pop my cork to see how long my core holds out in your over-the-knee backbreaker, and 2) with the scorching hot heat that wrestlers like you generate, wrestlers who wrestle from inside the homoerotic wrestling community, how is it we don’t see more erections? I’m being completely serious here when I ask how the inherent intimacy and erotic imagination of two hot, wrestling kinked hunks doesn’t generate more raging hard-ons in the matches we see on camera. Does the camera itself have cold shower effect? Does the sexual tension… protrude more prominently in truly private matches? Are there industry regulations governing the full throttle phallus from appearing more often than it does in even such an overtly erotic context?
Shane has something like this in mind for a certain fanboy blogger.
Shane: How are my knees? Ask Ty. He received a few devastating knee drops in our match. I love delivering over the knee backbreakers multiple times with authority. A nicely executed over the knee backbreaker shows off the recipients beautiful abdominals, which are then open and ready for more abuse. The knee driven deep softens and weakens the lower lumbar getting the jobber ready for my rib and spine crushing bear hug. So, you’re popping some wood, huh? Good. I thought the smell of intimidation dissipated and another scent filled the air. That will make my bear hug on you that much more , well, stimulating. Having it trapped between your tight abs and my big solid belly, well, something has to blow, either your lower lumbar vertebrae or the other.
Bard: Holy shit, this interview is going places I hadn’t planned on! See, just talking about this is busting my zipper!
Shane: Mat wrestling is more conducive to hot steamy matches with full on raging erections since the action is mostly on the ground. The space is smaller, more intimate if you will, and the wrestling holds are more about full-on body contact. Sweaty muscle on sweaty muscle really gets the blood and juices flowing. I’ve seen and been in plenty of those matches in the BG East mat room and hotel matches too. With ring and arena matches, there is more muscle exertion and large muscle work, too. Back muscles, quads, glutes and hamstrings are on full throttle when working a hard match in the ring. Blood flow of the body goes to them before going elsewhere. Not having a full on erection does not mean I’m not turned on. Erotic and sensual energy is flowing full on when I am wrestling a guy I am into. Seeing a hot jobber sell a body slam or tied up in the ropes is very sexy to me. As the match goes on and the sweat pours down a deflated, hardbody muscle jobber, and the breathing is heavier and deeper, getting closer to a pin or tap-out… that’s sexy shit.
Bard: I just have to repeat the truest words ever spoken: that’s sexy shit! I’ve been working hard to keep my inner fanboy in check this whole time, but picturing me being cracked across your knee with my abs tested just busted down that door. And mentioning the likes of Bryan and Clint Morgan and Scott-man-of-my-dreams Williams is leaving me helpless to control myself. Get ready for some star-struck fan worship now, and just remember you brought this on yourself! To start, I’m dying to say that the sexiest tag team match in history has got to be you and BBW laying waste to adorable Liam Ryan and his doomed bear daddy Brian Powers. There are several moments in that match that intrude into my thoughts on a regular basis and make me weak in the knees. The overt sexual engagement of both teams for their teammates and for devouring your opponents remains pretty much the ideal form of a homoerotic wrestling match to me. Can I just thank you right now for being part of the genius and provocation of that match? I mean, there’s probably a question I could ask, but I really just desperately want to say, good god man that was unbelievably hot and has never been bested in my extensive watching of tag team wrestling ever since!
Shane: Wow, Bard, you did pop a cork with that one! You fan-gushed all over my face and pecs with that (laughing)! Thank you for your praise and the enthusiasm in which it was delivered. Now, may I have towel please?
Bard: Don’t towel off too soon, because I’m notoriously fast at recovery!
Chemistry!!!
Shane: That tag team match with BBW, Brian Powers and Liam Ryan was an epic match and one of my personal favorites, too. The chemistry and the action was spot on, and as much as the fans enjoyed viewing it we had a blast making it… and, oh, did you really say “Scott man-of-my-dreams Williams?” I just threw up in my mouth.
Bard: Well, yes, I did, acid-reflux aside. I just don’t have words to say how formative and liberating it was for me to discover fantasy men like you (and Scott) taking it to each other in those truly classic BG East wrestling releases from almost 2 decades ago. Your hairy pecs and gorgeous face opened up doors for plenty of us to tap into some deep reservoirs of pleasure inside of us.
Humbled by compliments? This must be one profoundly humble hunk!
Shane: I really am humbled when I hear from fans, and they thank me for the work, or ask about a BG East match. Sometimes I just get flustered and not really know how to respond to a fan who extends compliments. I do appreciate the kind words nonetheless. I have really enjoyed hearing the favorable response from BG East fans regarding my match with Ty. That makes me feel really good and I am truly touched that fans are happy to see me back.
Bard: Okay, I’m beating back my inner fanboy to ask a more critical question now. I’m fascinated about your comments about mind, body and soul healing being woven into your life and wrestling. The explicit text of a pro wrestling match is pretty damn violent. How do you see that balance of Zen and energy mindfulness with the thump and grind text of a homoerotic wrestling match?
Energy & Zen guide: Sailor Rob
Shane: Energy work and healing happen in all forms. Pro wrestling is an art form, whether it’s the homoerotic industry, small indies, or the big time pro wrestling circuit. It is all based on taking the viewers on a journey outside of their everyday humdrum lives. That is what the viewers expect and look forward too. BG East takes their viewers on a journey that Dorothy and her friends of Oz could only dream. My training at BG East included body, mind and soul development, and can be explained like this. Kid Vicious’ training is Klingon training: brutal and only one winner (me). Sailor Rob’s energy and meditation is basically Jedi training: opening my mind and seeing my optimal potential and reaching it. Kid Leopard (aka Flo), well, we already know he is the Florenz Ziegfeld of the pro wrestling world. Make it and make it BIG and do everything you can to be sure it sells. Eye on the target and BAM!
Bard: Jedi Klingon theatre impresario?! No wonder there’s such an awesome complexity to BGE that speaks to me. Not to mention how a Star Wars-Star Trek-Broadway mash-up completely engages my sexy nerd side (which, trust me, is way sexy). And I’m loving the notion of wholeheartedly selling the fantasies that move you from the inside out. Go big and own it or go home. My final question I want to ask is about that body component of the mind-body-soul connection. I periodically get assailed by wrestling fans complaining that some featured wrestler that turns me on hard is “too old” or too beefy or what-the-fuck-ever. This tires me the hell out, frankly, because like you’ve said, there’s this deep bench and awesome diversity of hot bodies and personalities that makes wrestling so engaging for so many people. But as someone who owns your age and sexy bear daddy belly and brought that all explicitly into the ring to crush young Ty with, what would you like to say (or do) to those fans that seem to only be able to bear seeing 20 year old underwear models in their wrestling fare?
Shane: I don’t think I would have much to say to them. If that is what they like, they should enjoy it. If they are throwing negative comments to you and your selection of hot picks or wrestlers you interview, tell them to write their own fucking blog. They continue to give you any more shit, send them my way. I’ll straighten them the fuck out. You can watch too if you like.
Haters: be forewarned.
Bard: You don’t need to ask if I’d enjoy a front row seat to that!
Shane: I get it though. I’ve popped in a few BG East DVDs and sat back on the couch and cranked a few out watching two little hot muscle boys going at it. Kid Karisma and Christian Taylor are hot examples. Christian is just so beautiful and I love to see him get worked over and punished. Karisma is a looker too, and not half bad as a wrestler. He could use some Shane training though. He’s taken on some season wrestlers too like Red Baron and Cage Thunder. Those two men are beefy and muscled and that was a hot three-way match. I am guessing Cage and Baron have some grey hairs and crow’s feet under those masks. Only one way to find out, of course, and unmask those men in the ring.
Bard: Again, I call dibs on front row seats to your training session with Kid Karisma and to the clash of the titans that would be you setting out to unmask Cage Thunder and Red Baron!
Shane: And Catchweight 6 also features Mitch Colby and young Billy Lodi, which is another hot seasoned daddy vs rookie-boy match. Looks like Mitch had his hands full with that little scrapper. I love that too though, seeing a boy get some licks on the bigger, older daddy…Boing! And the match with Eli and Rio looks smoking hot too. I do find it stimulating seeing a big sexy muscle stud like Rio getting worked over by the smaller, but much more skilled Eli.
Bard: Yes, yes, yes. All of that again for me, too! Well, I fully expected this to be a pleasure, but I can’t tell you how unexpectedly provocative this has been for a barely-contained fanboy like me to get to talk with you, Shane.
Shane McCall fulfillsmy fantasies!
Shane: Bard, I’d like to take this time and say I have really enjoyed our exchange during this interview and delighted our paths have crossed. It is nice to hear from a fan and how my matches and work with BG East have made an impact on you and many other fans. Enjoying a fetish like wrestling in a healthy and safe outlet is extremely important to living a healthy life, physically, mentally and emotionally. I really think if you hold fantasies and fetishes inside and not play them out you are not only cheating yourself, but it will probably play out in an unhealthy way. That can result in harming yourself or others. Playing out your fantasy by wrestling, writing, painting or any other expressive ways can be a wonderful thing. Just remember to play safe, smart and respect yourself and your challengers.
Bard: Sage words to celebrate wrestling by. Anything else you’d like to say before I let you go?
Shane: Keep on writing these juicy wrestling blogs and fun interviews, Bard. You are doing an outstanding job and your writing talent and passion for erotic wrestling will keep your fan base returning and strong. Hopefully one day our paths will cross and we can meet face to face and pec to pec. Until then keep those ripped abs tight and solid so I can enjoy pounding on them with your back over my knee.
Bard: And with that, my fanboy cork is officially re-popped! The pleasure has been all mine, Shane, and I look forward to taking that ride across your knee someday!
I’d heard rumors and even seen photos of classic wrestlers from early years of BG East history promising to make their returns to the ring sometime soon. I did not, however, know to expect to see classic hunk Shane McCall climb back into the ring as a major league bear daddy beating the living shit out of too-big-for-his-britches babyface darling Ty Alexander. The climactic 3rd match in BG East’s new Catchweight 6 collection is as epic as it sounds!
Ty bristles with every insult the consummate veteran slaps down.
First of all, this is not your daddy’s Shane McCall! Of course, the stud is handsome as ever, and if I daresay, the salt-and-pepper full-on facial hair does nothing but turn me on several times harder. The epic reveal here however is not that Shane has facial hair. No, the big news is that the 5’11”, 165 pound babyface muscle stud of years gone by is now every ounce of a 210 pound burly, bear daddy bruiser! I think many fans may miss the fact that adorable Ty is looking fitter than ever, because he’s simply dwarfed in stature and ring presence by his opponent. But Shane steps into the ring like he’s never left it, takes possession of the territory, sizing up 5’7″, 145 pound Ty, and pretty much having already finished crushing the rookie punk in everything but deed within seconds.
Catchweight crushes
I’ve had several conversations (though surprisingly less than I’d have thought) with wrestling fans of all stripes about the role and allure of a big, burly, bellied bad ass like the second coming of Shane McCall. There are enthusiastic and fully engaged homoerotic wrestling fans who don’t have a place in their wrestling fantasies for anyone other than a 6% bodyfat, six-packed and primped underwear model, and I respect the hell out of that. Each of us has our pantheon of wrestling fantasies starring the particular bodies and personalities and gear and settings that milk us hardest. I’m one of the wrestling fans for whom a hefty, hairy, sweat soaked belly can raise my temperature sharply, particularly when paired like a fine wine with a tasty little morsel like bubble-butted beauty Ty.
Ty tied in knots
To say that the second coming of Shane manhandles the bronzed beauty Ty is a gross understatement. And although I continue to nurse a little infatuation with the doe-eyed rookie, let me be adamantly clear: he deserves every ounce of terrorizing punishment he gets in this match. Shane tosses and crushes him, twists him up and rips him apart. The 65 or so pound weight differential between the two of them makes for some of the most stunning displays of physical domination that I’ve enjoyed, and regular readers know that I’ve enjoyed A LOT! Shane makes the kid scream. He makes him weep. He drags Ty’s lovely carcass from brutally ripping him apart joint by joint to crushing the fight and consciousness from him and making Ty go limp and defenseless in his paradigmatic bearhug. And I repeat, Ty deserves every excruciating hold, every agonizing second, every scathing helping of contempt and humiliation, and I’ll be happy to tell it to his face. Why? Because Ty Alexander had no idea who Shane McCall was when he climbed into the ring.
Ty’s going to remember who Shane McCall is now.
What. The. Fuck!? Fashionista Ty was clearly begging for this lesson about the big, broad, brutal shoulders he stands on as a newcomer to the world of homoerotic wrestling today. His contemptuous dismissal of Shane’s age, weight, and beard only serve to establish Shane’s pedagogy as he demonstrates for lovely Ty exactly how looking prettiest is just not the endgame at BG East. Before all is said and done, Ty gets smothered by that bear daddy belly, brutalized by the vast superiority Shane has in experience and methods of muscle torture, and (what seems to irk Ty most) repeatedly given whisker burn by Shane’s full beard.
“Ty Alexander pinned like a little bitch.”
Shane doesn’t just push the same old buttons in me he always did years ago. He punches them relentlessly. And although not the svelte hottie he once was, his masterful ringwork in Catchweight 6 demonstrates that he’s lost none of his athleticism and, more importantly for my tastes, he is, if anything, more diabolically sadistic in tearing apart cupie-doll Ty than ever before. He’s a big helping of bear daddy meat, and using every dominating ounce to punish lightweight Ty is deeply moving to watch. There are big, hard, sweaty lessons that an all-too-pretty boy like Ty has got to learn sooner or later if he’s going to stick around BG East, and happily for all of us, The Boss pulled a staple of so many of our fantasies out of retirement to “coach” young Ty in everything he has yet to learn.
Welcome back, Shane! So happy to get a front row seat to watch you work that thrilling magic of yours! Can we recommend some other relative newcomers who need a session with Coach?!
Here’s my last batch of contraband smuggled out of the BG East compound by OMI. Glimpses of as-yet-unreleased matches titillate, no doubt. The occasional capture of a fresh newbie we have yet to see in action is an exquisite and rare indulgence. But I wonder if OMI has gone too far this time. Today’s portfolio features what I think may be the real secret ingredients of BG East’s recipe for producing outstanding homoerotic wrestling fare, catalog after catalog. Here we see the making of the “sausage” so to speak, with The Boss himself quite clearly coaching, schooling, and working over the hottest young studs in the stable (including their sausages, by the look of it). There’s a certain quality to everything BG East produces, including a deep respect for foregrounding wrestling and a consistent erotic charge to even the unexplicit matches, and this glimpse of Kid Leopard going full throttle on some of the boys suggests to me at least 9 or 10 of the herbs and spices that go into BG East’s secret recipe. I think there’s no way that The Boss can be unaware of who took these pics. My only hope for OMI’s physical safety and longevity are that he might not have been the one with his finger on the shutter, but rather he scavenged these shots from the dark room floor. Otherwise, honestly, OMI could become OMSFU (Our Man Six Feet Under).
Pretty in pink, Austin Cooper stares down The Boss. I hope Austin can channel his inner Dr. Cooper, because the goldenboy good guy half of his split personality would get eaten alive!Last month’s HWOTMTrey Dixon is in a bad way, totally controlled and contorted in the hands of the master.And speaking of being “in the hands of the master,” of all Trey’s ripped, luscious muscles, there’s one muscle in particular that appears to be about to be throttled by Kid Leopard’s right hand. Personally, I’m hoping this is what The Boss does to every wrestler who earns the title of HWOTM, just to keep them in their place!There’s simply no disguising the fact that OMI has got a thing for the sexy rookie jobber Ty Alexander. And understandably so!Ty looks lean, mean, and ready to be devoured in pro ring gear and a studded collar. I hope we get to see what heel daddy put that collar on this babyface’s beautiful body!Is that baby oil making Ty’s back glisten? Nothing shiny can distract from Ty’s moneymaker, that juicy, squeezable bubble butt.Typically I get OMI photos without explanation or comments, but this mysterious photo from what looks to be a straight-up indy pro wrestling match in some anonymous high school gym came with a tagline directly from OMI: “The last one in the ring is of a Ty Alexander doppelgänger.” True enough, check out the smooth, tanned swimmer’s body, adolescent babyface, and hot, meaty ass sporting high fashion trunks on the left! 1. the ripped stud on the right is about to crush this lucky kid, and 2. I pray to the gods of homoerotic wrestling someone has tracked the doppelgänger down and signed him on to tag team with Ty!
In honor of Labor Day, I’m posting a few more of the photos I recently received from OMI, these featuring a couple of the young studs at BG East working. Or is that “werkin'”? Either way, if I’m not mistaken (I frequently am), rookies Kayden Keller and Ty Alexander are pictured here playing grounds crew for the BG East North compound. I believe Ty’s head may be swollen beyond recognition as a result of his recent split decision with Drake Marcos in the Friday Fashion poll, although if you listen to Ty, he only seems to register that he won. So let me start my comments focused on Kayden Keller. Ooo. Baby! Kayden has been posting physique update photos on FB, so seeing him putting on muscle is not exactly a surprise. However, a hot, bearded, shirtless hunk in jeans will always make me perk up and take notice (you may want to remember that if you’re trying to get my attention). As for Ty, it looks like for a while he was actually getting down and dirty there, but the fashion plate couldn’t help himself but pull out his hot stuff lounging shorts and then pull them down far enough to show off his matching pink speedo underneath. When the camera comes out, it seems, Ty’s got to look his best! Thanks, again, OMI!
Sidelineland 