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I’m partial to masked wrestlers, obviously.

Take Cybertron, for example.

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Seriously, just beat me, fuck me up, strip me out of my trunks, stuff them in my mouth and just have your fucking way with me already, Daddy.

And seriously, congratulations on the fucking body, Daddy. This is what he looked like when he first appeared for BGEast, on Masked Mayhem 2 (which was also my BGEast debut) ,ten years or so ago:

 

I mean, nothing wrong with him back then–that ass, for God’s sake–but it’s amazing what about eight or nine years of hard work in the gym will do.

When he reappeared recently in Masked Destroyers 1, I literally did a double take.

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My jaw my have dropped and my tongue might have come out of my mouth a little bit.

I mean JFC.

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So, yeah. Gulp.

And then imagining what this vicious hunk of nasty muscle would do to baby-faced Austin Cooper?

Oh yeah, baby. Come to daddy.

(to be continued)

The Beat Goes On

So, here we have it in Hunkbash 20: bountifully built Braden Charron taking on lean muscle stud Carter Alexander.

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And let’s face it, as the website copy says, “If Braden is in a Hunkbash, that usually means it’s a Bradenbash.”

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After some stretching and posing and the usual pre-match banter, the two studs get down to action. And sure enough, as predicted, sexy Carter is soon arrogantly bashing Braden, despite surrendering a weight advantage to the little fireplug of a muscle boy.

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And wisely, Carter recognizes the strategy of weakening your opponent’s legs–if their legs are battered and they can’t really stand without a wobble and limp, they’re going to be ever so much more vulnerable. And Carter is relentless. He goes after Braden’s knee, again and again, as Braden’s wails of agony fill the arena area.

Finally, hoping for a brief respite from the punishment, Braden cries out a desperate submission.

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Yep, a Bradenbash is what we are in for.

And to be fair, I do love seeing Braden and his muscles suffering.

(to be continued)

Turn! Turn! Turn!

So, let’s talk about Braden Charron, shall we?

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Never been any doubt about his sexiness, really. I’ve always had a hard-on for Braden; another wrestler I regret never working with during my time in front of the cameras.

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I love beating down a muscle boy. The only thing more fun? Watching a muscle boy get beaten down. It makes me fucking hard.

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And then…there’s that ass.

Wow.

I mean…

Braden’s ass is a force of nature. Imagine how that would feel under your hand–whether smacking or squeezing. He could probably crack walnuts between those ass cheeks.

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No, no Alexi! You’re facing the wrong way!

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Braden must be a competitive bodybuilder, I think, because there are times when his body looks competition ready (above in the gold) and then there are times when he looks like he is in the bulking phase:

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He looks great in either case–and I’ve imagined beating the crap out of him in either shape.

Braden is the latest little muscle tank in a long and proud BGEast tradition going back to studs like Mike Columbo, Buster Bergeron, and Joe Mazetti–and usually, these short muscle studs tend to job (Mazetti being the exception to this rule; Columbo was both).

But lately, something’s been up with Braden…(to be continued)

Who Was That Masked Man?

As someone who spent the majority of his time at BGEast in front of the cameras wearing a mask, I took a great deal of interest in the other masked wrestlers during my time, and watching the ones that have come up since my retirement from being in-front-of-the-camera talent.

Obviously,  the Enforcer is the first masked stud to come to mind.

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His match with Blueboy is a classic, absolute classic. Both wrestlers in exceptional shape, and the battle is epic.

So, my obvious interest in masked wrestlers brings me to Masked Mayhem 14, featuring a match between Titanium Blue:

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And his opponent, Green Envy:

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Right? You can see why this match made my dick hard, and why I’ve watched it numerous times already. Both wrestlers are sexy as fuck (look at that ass on Green Envy, and those perfectly fitting, perfectly cut trunks with the high hip to emphasize the perfect curvature of that tight hard little ass. I also love the way his mask is cut so you can see the facial hair. The facial hair is a pleasant surprise; guys with bodies that tight and lean and muscular generally don’t have beards; as soon as I saw this shot I thought, my cock stirring in my sweatpants, I hope he loses the mask during the match–and also–that blue trim on the yellowish-green trunks? Gave me hope that there was a thong or jock under the trunks which meant the trunks would also come off. )

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But it was Titanium Blue who truly turned my crank, got me hard…and this is not a dis on Green Envy; he’s hot as fuck. But Blue…the thickly muscled, beefy body and the swagger when he walks…not to mention how hard and thick dat ass is. And again…there’s a line of  reddish-orange trim on his trunks that looks like there might be something skimpier underneath…which meant his would also come off.

I mean, what are the odds that both guys have that trim line on their trunks and there aren’t skimpier trunks underneath? And dat ass. My God, look at that fucking ass.

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And he just looks like he has that, I don’t know, heel swagger; everything about him just screams I am going to beat the fuck out of you, lean muscle boy, and you’re going to fucking get off on it.

That ass–imagine those beefy thighs wrapped around your head while that ass flexes…

Oh, fuck yeah, was I ready for this.

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As you can see, Green Envy is wearing a knee brace–which is, as always in wrestling, a bit of foreshadowing. Wrestlers getting into the ring with a pre-existing condition (see what I did there?) are simply signaling a weakness to their heel opponent–look, my knee is damaged but I’m sure you’ll be cool and not go after it, right?

Riiiiiiiiiiiight. Titanium wastes no time in going after Envy’s knee.

But despite giving up size and strength–and that injured knee–Envy puts up a decent fight!

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That’s kind of a hot picture–lean musclestud backed into corner, opponent with rockin’ body coming in to beat on him…yeah.

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Ruh roh, could be lights out for Titanium! And they’re both sweaty.

There are fewer thing sexier to me than the glistening of sweaty skin.

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The action moved outside the ring, too…and Envy worked that to his advantage.

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But not for long…

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And yes, there was my pet passion: head scissors.

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And yes, Titanium unmasked Envy, and it was just as hot and sexy as it is when I do it to some hapless ring victim. Titanium, in an awesome show of contempt, unmasked himself.

Envy is actually quite handsome…while Titanium is definitely has the face of a cocky stud who knows he can beat your ass and you’ll enjoy it.

High marks to Masked Mayhem 14–this match alone is worth the cost of the DVD.

I’ll be watching again for sure.

My only quibble was the trunks with the different colored waistbands…they never came off, and so maybe there was nothing skimpier underneath? It would have been awesome to see those two hot asses in thongs or jocks…

The Daddies of BGEast

What, precisely, is a daddy?

There really isn’t a definition of the word, I suppose, as it applies to gay male sexuality. I’ve always taken it to mean a sexy older man you’d want to have sex with.

Lots and lots of hot, sweaty, nasty sex.

BGEast has, over the years, presented us with some truly hot daddies.

Take Powergunz for example.

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Now, he’s probably not older than I am, but he definitely fits into what I would consider a daddy. Masculine, big, strong, hairy…oozing testosterone. You just want to get locked into a sleazy motel room with him for a weekend, don’t you?

I know I do.

I also consider this stud to be a hot daddy. I mean, look at him.

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There’s just something about a mask, isn’t there? I generally don’t care for tights on wrestlers either, but lately…I’ve been seeing their appeal. This stud certainly helps in that regard.

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Mac Matthias is another one I’d consider a daddy, even though he’s not that old and not that hairy. But he has that masculine, dominant energy that comes off as daddy-ish to me; I mean, that look on his face. Whoever is in the ring with him is about to get beaten, badly.

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Indy pro wrestler Matt Stryker is definitely a daddy.  Thick muscles, that body hair, and look at those powerful powerful legs. And that ass….but never mistake Matt for someone you’re going to dominate in the ring. No, he might let you get some early advantages as he works up a glistening sweat…but he is going to then cut loose on you and dominate you until you know you’re his bitch and he can do whatever he wants to you.

Scott Williams is also kind of a daddy; that lean, ripped body, that deep sexy voice, and that body hair. It’s really a shame he only taped four matches for BGEast. I’ve wrestled him privately a few times….and it was always a great time.

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Despite the yellow trunks, Skotch English just screams heel/daddy/dominance, doesn’t he? I wrestled him privately about ten years or so ago–we were locked in a hotel room for about eight hours and I enjoyed every sweating, screaming-in-agony, minute of it. And while hotel matches are definitely a lot of fun, I still hope to get into a ring with him someday. I bet he’s even more fun in a ring. His demolition of Mitch Colby for BGEast was one of my favorite ring matches in BGEast history–both men sweat heavily, and I do love me some sweaty wrestlers.

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You also cannot talk about BGEast daddies without Clint Morgan being mentioned. Big Clint–oh, how I wish I’d worked with him, either in front of the cameras or in private. Big Clint has always been one of my favorites…he is pretty much every imaginable wrestling domination fantasy all rolled up into one sexy and enormous package.

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And of course no discussion of BGEast daddies would be complete without the master of them all, the Brooklyn Bodywrecker. My private match with him is one of my all time favorites. He was the one I wanted to unmask me–either him or Kid Vicious–but it never worked out.

And now, back to work.

Too Much Heaven

If April is for abs, it can also be for asses.

And the BGEast boys have some seriously fine ones.

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Mitch (aka the Bitch) Colby’s body always gets a lot of attention, but it almost always focuses on his arms, pecs, shoulders, and abs (and rightly so; they are quite nice). But he also has a phenomenal ass, which no one ever talks about or mentions. Until now.

I mean, nice, right?

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And remember Kid Brock? He didn’t appear in too many matches for BGEast, but he was definitely memorable.

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Oh, the fun I would have had with him in the ring….

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As you can see, his ass was just one of the many reasons Brad Rochelle was a superstar.

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Rio, ah, Rio. Physical perfection, handsome, and dat ass.

No complaints with these three, either.

Z-man and Bulldog Barzini show off some lovely backsides in pink,

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No complaints about Patrick Donovan’s ass, either.

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Nor with Exavier’s.

I’ve always been an ass/leg man; for years there was nothing more erotic to me than being trapped in a brutal headscissors, feeling the thighs and glutes flexing and straining to get me to submit.

Any. One. Of. These. Guys.

I’d let them scissor me for hours….

Still Life in Underwear

Calvin Haynes vs. Grant Connors is the lead off match in Calvin Haynes Wrestling Spotlight, and it’s definitely in my Top Ten matches of the past few years. I’ve already talked about my obsession with sexy Calvin; but Grant Connors is a fucking find.

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Like Calvin, he’s got a terrific body and is sexy. He looks like someone who was a jock in high school and has stayed in shape ever since, without measuring fat grams and restricting carbs after five pm and a slavish devotion to working out; this isn’t intended as a criticism but rather an appreciation. I have always loved and enjoyed that BGEast wrestlers are a variety of shapes, colors and sizes–everything from the ripped fitness models to competitive body builders to actual professional wrestlers to the sexy guys like Grant, who looks like someone you might encounter at a fraternity kegger that you want to lock yourself into a hotel room for the weekend with.

And putting the sexy stud in white underwear was just genius.

He’s sexy, he’s strong, and the boy can wrestle.

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Also: nice ass.

(I also love that the picture looks like Calvin is staring at Grant’s dick in amazement.)

It’s a terrific, back and forth battle where both guys dig deep inside of themselves to find a way not to lose to their foe; one of the better mat matches I’ve seen in quite a while; two sexy strong skilled wrestlers battling it out for the win.

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The classic arm-wrestling to see who has stronger arms.

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And even as the match gets nastier and the holds more brutal, the determination of each wrestler to not lose is fun to watch, as is the surge of testosterone.

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Calvin also puts those mighty, meaty thighs to work.

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Oh, to feel that power.

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Matches rarely end in a draw, and the taunting and sweating and effort–so enjoyable for us to view in the privacy of our homes–to become the dominant wrestler, as the beautiful bodies become more slick with sweat and harder to hold onto; my favorite part of the match, when both bodies are drenched and tiring, the only thing keeping them going the determination not to lose to the other…

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And the sheer pleasure from beating down another man.

Calvin Haynes Wrestler Spotlight  also contains another mat match with Mason Brooks–a savvy and determined mat wrestler–and a classic ring battle with beautiful Kirk Donahue. The matches show Calvin’s versatility as a wrestler and all the gear is designed to show off his mighty body to its best.

Highly recommended.

Go Your Own Way

I’ve written before about my slight obsession with Calvin Haynes.

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Do I need to explain it, or is a picture indeed worth a thousand words?

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He’s a sexy motherfucker, isn’t he? And that face! Love the way the entire face light sup when he smiles.

And dat ass.

Yeah, he pushes all my buttons; yet another one I wish had been around when I worked in front of the camera.

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And he’s hairy. 

And  thick.

He’s got a terrific body, but doesn’t mind carrying some extra weight–and for me, that makes him even sexier.

 He also has amazing legs, which of course means he also has an amazing ass.

I vote yes.

So I was pretty excited that he got his own wrestler’s spotlight in the most recent BGEast catalogue.

I loved his match with sexy Richie Douglas.

And first up for him in this spotlight?

Grant Connors.

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Oh, hell yeah.

…to be continued.

Please Come to Boston

Im not sure why this is the case, but there’s something about that distinctive Boston accent that I find incredibly sexy; maybe it’s all the JFK speeches I’ve watched over the years, but I’ve never quite figured it out. But all I have to hear is someone say pahk da cah and there you go. Back in my single days I used to love flying up to Boston and going to gay bars and so forth; it was one of my favorite places, and I hooked up with any number of hot guys.

Given that the northern BGEast compound is located just outside of Boston, there are a lot of Boston accents that appear in their matches…and Tommy Tara had one of the thickest. I almost immediately became a HUGE fan.

That flawless body also didn’t hurt. The Boss wisely had Tommy also wrestle in white underwear–even in the ring (see above)–which also has been a driving hot-button for me since the first time I noticed how sexy boys in their tighty-whities were, back when I was a freshman in high school.

Tommy not only had a thick Boston accent, a flawless body, but also had another Bostonish thing going for him–for some reason, to me he kind of looked like a Kennedy; with the gorgeous perfect white teeth and the thick brow ridge above his eyes.

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And given the spectacular physique, the fact that I even noticed his accent and that Kennedy-like look (to me) is saying something.

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Fucking LOOK at those abs.

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Yes, tighty-whities were definitely the right look for him…but actual pro gear also looked good on him; I can’t imagine what wouldn’t, in all honesty.

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Another thing I enjoyed about Tommy was his tough-boy attitude; which again, is something I always associate with Boston. Even when he was being tortured by an opponent, even as he was in agony in a hold or writhing on the mat, he was still defiant–he literally had to be beaten into the ground to have the attitude silenced–and usually, not even then. Case in point, the match in which I first discovered him, fighting long-haired stud Rolando in the mat room on Undagear 7.

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Outweighed and over-matched, Tommy didn’t go down easily, and was defiant until the very end when he finally, bitterly, grudgingly conceded defeat. And after Rolando’s triumphant posing and taunting ended with his exit from the room, Tommy’s anger at being bested was on full display as he swore and pounded on the mat in frustration.

I FUCKING LOVED THAT.

He fought hard, won some and lost others…and I wish he would have taped more matches.

Thanks, Tommy, for your time putting your body on the line for us fans.

Ain’t No Sunshine

When I was in high school, I read an essay by Mark Twain, from his collection Life on the Mississippi, in which he talked about how much he loved the Mississippi River when he was a kid and how his love for the river indelibly marked and changed and influenced his life, so much so that he couldn’t imagine doing anything other than being a riverboat captain when he grew up. And he did…learning how to read the signs of the river so he could pilot his boat safely, but in doing so, the river changed for him. It was no longer a big mystery; now he saw it as shoals and currents and sandbars and hazards for the boat. I’ve always, whenever I’ve chased down one of my dreams/fantasies, remembered that essay with a tinge of sadness, because I know exactly what he meant and how it feels.

Take Cole Cassidy as an example.

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I first encountered Cole Cassidy when I got the tape Ringwars 11. In it, Cole took on a young man who went by the name “Tarzan” Tyler Reece. Reece had a mop of long hair—very lord of the jungle—and he wore basically a wrestling trunks version of a loincloth. It was a terrific look, frankly, and not one I would usually go for. I’d bought the video (back in the day of videotapes) primarily for the Tommy Tara/Marco Guerra fight, but as I watched my way through the video—it took me a while to get past Match 2—Cole v. Tarzan.

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I originally got drawn into the match because of lithe, sexily lean Tyler—but it didn’t take long before Cole caught my attention—and kept it.

It’s not that hard to see why, is it? That fucking vascularity. Those veins are not only prominent, but enormous. A body builder doing a competition would envy that vascularity.

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I’ve often been accused of being a body fascist, which I’ve always taken with a degree of amusement. Yes, I appreciate the male form, and yes, I appreciate the male form that is in excellent shape—but it’s more of an aesthetic appreciation. I like all kinds of bodies—which is in no small degree influenced by my lifelong enjoyment of professional wrestling. Are John Cena and Randy Orton fucking gods walking the earth as men? Yes—but I also find the traditional pro-wrestler body, as evidenced by my lifelong attraction to some other, less body beautiful type wrestlers—Bob Orton, Ivan Koloff, etc. There’s a certain something that some guys have that I’m drawn to, and a lot of it has to do with how much they enjoy wrestling.

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Watching Cole in the ring against young Reese, he had that something I am drawn to—call it charisma, call it whatever you want to call it—he had it. It was also clear that he was enjoying himself; he was having a good time even when Reece had the upper hand and was punishing him. And looking at the two of them, it was clear who was filling the role of heel and who was the face; it was the classic wrestling trope–older, nasty heel taking on fresh-faced energetic youngster (apparently fresh out of the jungle), and it was a terrific, amazing match.

I began actively seeking out and ordering Cole’s matches; I became, as I said, a huge fan. It seemed that around the time Cole made his video debut was one of those transitional times at BGEast; when a new stable of stars was rising and the previous stable was giving way to the them. Cole was definitely in the mold of the BGEast heels I’d loved watching–Mikey Vee, Joe Mazetti, Cruz, Jose, the Bodywrecker–and it was fun watching him take pretty boys apart, piece by piece–and even taking on some of the previous generation’s heels in some terrific battles.

So, naturally, when I was invited to work in front of the cameras, and was asked whom I wanted to get in the ring with, without hesitation I replied, Cole Cassidy.

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Again, the definition on that body; the shape of the pecs perfection, the huge shoulder caps and biceps, the bulging veins on the massive quads, the hard and tight muscular ass.

That match has yet to see the light of day, but the “vault” matches somehow always seem to make their way out to the viewing public, so perhaps someday it will.

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Oh, that sexy sneer! I also don’t, usually, care for facial hair that much…but Cole’s just added to the nasty heel look he carried off so well.

But over the course of my first taping weekend–I don’t recall if it was before or after we got in the ring together for our match–Cole and I became friends. I don’t remember which night it was, but one of the nights that weekend we wound up being the last two people awake in the compound, and when I came back out to the living room he was watching The West Wing on television; a marathon on Bravo, I think it was. The West Wing was, and remains, one of my favorite television shows of all time, so soon we were talking about the show, politics, and bonding. We’ve seen each other a few times since then–taping weekends, business trips to the city where he lives–and while we have fallen out of touch somewhat over the years, I do still think of him fondly as a friend.

And I also learned the same lesson Twain discussed in his essay: now that I saw Cole as a person and as a friend, I no longer saw him as the heel of my dreams. Sure, he is still sexy as hell, and fantastic in whatever wrestling environment he appears in….but I no longer see him through an erotic, sexual lens; even thinking about that makes me feel uncomfortable. Now that I think of him as a friend, he is no longer an object of desire.

Which always gave me pause when thinking about potential opponents for before-the-camera work. Meeting and working with another wrestler, getting to know them as a person, completely changes the fantasy aspect, makes it almost impossible to  maintain–and kind of a squirmy discomfort. This also, it turns out, happened with other BGEast wrestlers I had fantasies about, were objects of lust; once I actually met them–whether we actually worked together or not–I could never quite seem them in the same way again.

Make a friend, lose the fantasy.

So while I do have some regrets about some of the guys I never worked with, in some cases I’m kind of glad we didn’t; I was able to preserve my fantasies that way.