Hello, Mike Columbo.
Isn’t he an eyeful of masculine pulchritude?
Mike Columbo was one of my first crushes amongst BGEast wrestlers, and looking at him, it’s not hard to see why. Those thick thighs! The arms, shoulders, perfect pecs, and abs!
And then there was the ass.
Spectacular, right? You would be hard-pressed to find an ass quite so perfectly formed and shapely. Probably one of the most magnificent of all the gluteal areas ever in action for the company, he was also handsome. His face was usually serious, especially in the ring or on the mats or wherever he pitted himself against his latest foe, but sometimes there was a ghost of a smile on his face.
And that would bring out dimples.
Sometimes he was a brutal heel, others he was overmatched and beaten down, suffering in exquisite, delicious agony.
I always wondered how long I could hold out against his head scissors, with those magnificent thighs and that shapely muscle-ass flexing and putting on pressure.
His match with Buster Bergeron was a classic.
In fact, I think I’ll watch it again.