Toney Rico: 6'1, 210 lbs
Laid out and exposed, Tony gets his crotch crushed by a big boot from Aarons.
Tony hoists and crushes his smaller opponent with a suspended rib-crushing bearhug.
Aarons looms, smirking smugly down upon his kneeling, crotch-smothered victim.
A crotch-to-face figure four headscissors has Tony sucking down Ace's potent crotch scent.
Tony inverts, traps, and facesits his opponent in a crotch-whipping tree of woe.
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Beef on Beef
Toney Rico has been through some rough rides lately. Despite his imposing size, this brawny hunk of beef has been thoroughly humbled by even bigger men in his last two forays into the BGE ring, most recently left literally bloodied and knocked out after a vicious thrashing from Buck Carter (Big 'n' Beefy 7). But despite taking regular beatings from nearly every man he's faced, this tall dark beefcake is nothing if not tenacious, and he won't quit til he's proven himself inside the squared circle.
Ace Aarons on the other hand, has dominated almost every opponent he's come up against since his debut. Already a skilled wrestler long before he ventured into BGE territory, the man has only grown bolder and brasher with each victory. But his most recent bout with the seductively salacious Ty Alexander (Sexy Showdown 8!) has lit a new fire in him. Now it's not enough to merely out-wrestle the men who step up to him in ring (or on the mat, witness Backyard Brawls 11 vs Nino), Ace aims to savor every moment of his dominance, and taste the sweet victory he beats out of his opponents proudly, arousingly muscled forms.
When Ace first lays eyes on Toney flexing his impressive physique in the mirror, he can hardly keep himself from licking his lips at the thought of the match to come. The always-buff Rico is psyching himself up for what he plans to be his first decisive victory, but Ace is hardly intimidated as he leisurely enjoys the sight of bulging, beefy muscle on display. Despite his determination, Toney is a cordial as ever in greeting his opponent, still too naive to catch that dangerous glimmer in Ace's eyes as they circle.
When these studs finally lock up, the action flows quickly back and forth as both men fight for control. Toney out-muscles Ace to take charge, only to be countered by one skillful maneuver after another. Toney's intense focus and serious expression begin to contrast with Ace's seemingly carefree smile; the more Toney struggles to keep up, the more apparent it becomes Ace is toying with him.
Between escaping headlocks, bearhugs, and taking unexpected gutshots, Toney's sweat-slicked muscles and heavy breathing make it clear who's ahead. And just when the heavyweight finally looks like he might have the upper hand over Ace, his charming opponent reminds him what a heel is, with a seemingly effortless eye poke that stuns the big man and drops him, panting and half blind, to his knees before a still-grinning Ace. Another quick strike and Toney is laid out flat on the mat, chest heaving and eyes rolling like he's not sure where he is, and now is when Ace moves in to savor the sweet taste of his dominated prey.
The cocky heel mounts his downed opponent and pins his shoulders to the mat, spreading Toney's arms and legs wide, then sinking his head down towards the struggling stud's broad chest. Ace's lips and tongue dance from one spot to another, ab to pec to pit to neck, tasting the salty-sweet sweat signifying the desperation of Toney's situation, as well as eliciting corresponding moans from the trapped muscleboy.
But Ace can't keep a man like Toney Rico down forever; through sheer strength and determination, the trapped wrestler manages to break free. That won't be the last time his back crashes to the canvas in this match, though. Despite putting Ace on the receiving end of some brutal power moves, the action continues to see-saw with Toney running on fumes and gasping for breath under Ace's boot one minute, then rising to counterattack the next. Now he brings big, bad Ace to his knees in return, Ace's lips sliding down Toney's sweaty core and soaked briefs as the formerly dominant heel collapses against his beefcake opponent with a moan. As both are pushed to their limits, their now unrestrained admiration for each other rises to the surface, fully expressed as lips lock and tongues explore more of each weakening opponent's body.
When exhaustion gives way to distraction, and one wrestler becomes too comfortable enjoying his opponent's assets, the admired is able to capitalize and finally lock down the object of his lust in a hold he hopes will finally settle this match. But will it? In the end, both of these gladiators stand (or lie) glistening, chests heaving, one proud in victory, the other in resigned defeat. The sensual displays continue well after the final fall. Victor and vanquished are entwined together in a passionate embrace born of a match that pushes them both to the limits of their endurance and stamina, but perhaps they can find just enough energy later for a post-match celebration.
Ace climbs atop Rico, crushing the bigger brawny stud under his weight as he claims victory.
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Rico enters panic mode, rocking and rolling to escape Aarons' punishing headscissors.
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Tony does the only thing he can as he's crushed by Aarons: he clamps on a crotch claw.
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Aarons looms dominantly over Rico as he writhes and clutches at his brutalized balls.
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Rico's pecs stretch taught, his shoulders and spine torqued in Ace's grounded surfboard.
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Ace takes the battle to the bed (or the couch) as he seduces the big, beaten Rico.
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Ace Aarons: 5'9, 187 lbs
The bombastic pro-stud gets a face full of Rico's sweaty pit in a seated dragon sleeperhold.
Tony gets swept off his feet in the powerful, pulverizing arms of a liplocking Aarons.
Aarons gets a taste of defeat as Tony smothers him in his thick pecs with a front facelock.
Tony puts Ace where he belongs: on his knees kissing the abs of his bigger opponent.
Aarons slithers like a snake up the body of his fallen foe starting at his eager bulge.
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