Muscle Bound Babyface Face-Off
Remember devastatingly beautiful Marco Carlow? We know you do. Because although this stunningly hot muscle stud debuted with BG East over two years ago, we continue to get a steady stream of inquiries asking us to bring the hardbodied beauty back. The shockingly brutal drubbing he took from mammoth, 220 pound Dev Michaels apparently made lovely Marco think twice about putting his gorgeous ass back into action, but he’s nothing if not a devoted crowd pleaser. Promising that we’d toss him an opponent considerably lighter and prettier this time around, the bulging, babyface beauty agreed to come back.
Of course, we didn’t tell Marco that said opponent would be the fitness model, former state high school wrestling champ, and BG East force of nature named Jake Jenkins. Voted the top BG East babyface of 2012, Jake cannot help himself but inspire awe and admiration. He makes dominating an opponent look so effortless. And SO good! Perpetually ripped and constantly training, Jake brings an intensity and a love of the sport that thrills BG East fans devoted to top quality wrestling. His gorgeous good looks and hot muscled body which always ends up dripping with sweat are quite the thrill, as well!
“What’s going on?” Marco rumbles in his deep bass voice, sizing up his competition as he strolls confidently onto the mats. “You’re about to find out,” cocky Jake smirks back at him. They’re both built out of brick, but Marco’s massive arms, shoulders, pecs and tree trunk thighs are unquestionably bigger than hot bodied Jake’s. Marco flexes his gargantuan biceps, calling out his smaller opponent. Matman Jake just rolls his eyes, bounces his own not-insubstantial pecs and dismisses the muscleman’s obvious size advantage.
If Marco thought he was about to take a cakewalk over Jake, he’s quickly disabused of the notion. The expert tactician drops the big man to his back with a single leg take down before transitioning with silky smoothness into an ankle lock, working the mighty muscle man’s most vulnerable joints. Taking big Marco down and keeping him down are two entirely different things, however. One powerful flex of his steel-encased muscles and Marco pops free. And so now the challenge is met: Power versus Speed.
“What’s up man?” the stunned hunk stammers as he shakes out his suddenly vulnerable ankles, the big stud just the latest in the string of opponents shocked by Jake’s speed and intensity. “You trying to fuck with me or what? You think you’re quick, huh?”
Flexing his own ample biceps, “You’re about to find out,” Jake replies with icy confidence.
Marco grabs the advantage with a skull crushing side headlock, grinding his peaked bicep and pumped pec into Jake’s throbbing temples. Jake has to work for the escape, sliding free with the assistance of the lubricating sweat already beading up across his body. Jake scores take downs at will, outmaneuvering the slower, musclebound hunk over and over. Cradles, spladles, and leg locks work the big man into tight spots, but no matter how he buttons Marco up, the muscle hunk repeatedly breaks free with brute force.
“You’re strong!” Jake concedes. “That’s right,” Marco gloats, the compliment making him automatically flex his pecs in reply. “Once I get you down, that’s it.” Of course talking about taking Jake down and doing it are two entirely different things. Both powerful physiques grow harder to grip onto as the exquisitely handsome muscle studs work up a thick sheen of sexy sweat. A particularly vicious spladle by Jake rips the mighty muscleman apart at the groin, driving Marco to the edge of agony. He can barely breathe through the pain, so the words “I give” are just a whisper of a shocked submission.
Jake can’t help but comment on the red undergear showing from beneath Marco’s trunks, so the massive muscle man obliges his curiosity and peels down to his jock strap. His granite glutes are framed like a work of erotic art. When moments later Marco satisfies his own curiosity by forcibly ripping Jake’s boxer briefs off, the stakes start to make Jake anxious. “What are you doing!?” Jake snarls furiously, steam arising all around.
Jake’s speed and skill keep the muscleman on the defensive until suddenly Marco catches the barely clad buck in a breath stealing bearhug. Those gargantuan arms crush Jake’s ribs as the hunky veteran finds himself uncharacteristically flung about like a rag doll. Charging with Jake in his arms, Marco pounds his opponent’s back into the wall repeatedly, making Jake’s eyes roll into the back of his head. Marco slams Jake’s back to the mat, leaving him there just long enough for Marco to flex his awesome physique for the adoring camera. But soon enough, over and over he drags Jake up by a fistful of hair and snaps that dominating bearhug back on until the young stud has no other choice but to submit.
The slowly shifting momentum of this match backs both stunning wrestlers into entirely unaccustomed corners. Jake is mounted and completely dominated in a humiliating schoolboy pin, unable to dislodge the massive mountain of beef pinning him to the mat with apparent ease. Marco is helpless to defend himself when Jake knocks the wind out of him with a punch to the gut, following up by using Marco’s meaty pecs as speed bags. Sweat-soaked jock straps and nothing else separate these incredibly conditioned physiques, tied together in an incredible show of raw power and primal urge to dominate.
The will to dominate gives way to a sadistic glee in total humiliation, parading a wasted would-be rival helplessly in front of the cameras and putting him out cold with a sweaty figure-4 sleeper. An incredibly vulnerable, intimate climax to a beautifully fought battle of strength and skill. Someone is going home with an extra pair of trunks!