Masked Man of My Dreams

Let’s talk, shall we, for a moment about the Enforcer.

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I mean, seriously.

The Enforcer–yeah. Sexy as hell, and as nasty a heel as have ever climbed through the ropes at BGEast. That body! That attitude! And strangely enough, as amazing as he looks, the sexiest thing to me in that picture is that vein running over the top of that bicep peak. For some reason, I just think is so fucking sexy. He always wore that same mask–and he has sexy eyes, too. I love the shape of the eye holes in that mask; the strong chin, the lips.

I always wanted to wrestle him; I’d picked him as one of the guys I wanted to unmask me.

The first time I noticed him, or was aware of him, was when he showed up to be one of the Boss’ enforcers in The Contract series; episode 4, to be exact.

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If you aren’t familiar with The Contract series, it’s an episodic tale of Brad Rochelle’s return to BGEast after a long absence. Brad–seriously, if you don’t know who Brad is, educate yourself immediately–was one of the biggest stars in the BGEast pantheon, and when he returned, he had demands…hence the contract of the title. It didn’t turn out well–at least, not at first–but The Contract series also introduced the audience to a lot of new talent…not the least of which was The Enforcer, who humbled and humiliated and battered Brad.

I was awed, and in lust.

He reminded me of one of my biggest crushes from the 1970’s and 1980’s days of pro wrestling, Mr. Olympia.

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I recently discovered a treasure trove of Mr. Olympia’s matches on Youtube, and have spent many a happy hour reacquainting myself with this stud.

This is one of my favorites: https://youtu.be/Wv07JT_cXsU

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He was a great heel–although he also turned a couple of times, going back and forth from heel to hero and back again. But a great body, a great worker, and sexy as fuck in the ring.

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So, I’ve been reacquainting myself lately not only with Mr. Olympia, but also The Enforcer.

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(to be continued)

The Heat Is On

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So, where were we? Oh yes, Troy Milan had taken the first fall from Corey Young, and they’d stripped down out of their original gear to thongs that showed off their assets more clearly than what they were wearing before, and I had become totally Team Corey.

Christ, those two shots alone make my dick stir. Not that Troy was a slouch in the body department, either, mind you–but Corey was just, I don’t know, a total fantasy man. I also think the fact that his fucking incredible body was so well hidden by what he wore originally; the tank top and square boxers, made him even sexier. There’s something so incredibly sexy about a guy who is so confident in his body, its innate sexiness, that he doesn’t feel the need to show it off at all times. I mean, he was definitely someone you’d notice before–but in just a thong? That big smile lighting up his face?

I not only want to wrestle him–IMAGINE those quads around your head, squeezing, that amazing ass flexing and contracting–I’d want him to spend the night. I want to touch every part of his body, flick my tongue over his nipples, kiss his mouth and neck and keep going lower.

Seriously.

Yeah, he definitely turns me on.

Troy’s win, and domination throughout the first fall, has made him incredibly cocky; to the point of arrogance. Trash talking, confident, as they begin the next fall in their thongs, it looks like Troy is going to make short work of Corey; a surprising squash.

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But Corey is starting to get a bit pissed. More than a little pissed. And he’s not about to rollover for some cocky pretty boy.

This brutal bearhug finishes Troy off for the second fall; crushed by Corey’s strong arms, tossed around like a rag doll as Corey taunts him, Troy finally surrenders. Corey just tosses him down on the mat like the nothing he is compared to Corey, and taunts him some more while he lies there, clutching his aching lower back and moaning in agony.

God, how that turns me on.

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Look at that facial expression. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuck.

Corey  is so contemptuous of Troy that he doesn’t even make him get up and start fighting again immediately. “Take your time,” he smirks as Troy staggers to his feet, still clutching his back, wondering what the hell went wrong, where he went wrong, contemplating what a mistake it was to rouse the sleeping giant.

He manages some offense, but it’s almost half-hearted. The fight has  been stomped out of him already.

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There’s a desperate quality to Troy’s offensive moves now, like he knows if he doesn’t get the upper hand and keep it, that Corey will finish him off. And soon Corey does just that; shrugs Troy off like an annoying insect and starts toying with him.

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I’ve never envied a wrestler more than I envy Troy Milan as Corey tortures him with his legs.

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And when he finished him off, Troy is done. There’s no coming back for him at this point. The best he can hope for is Corey is finished with him and isn’t interested in torturing his pretty ass anymore.

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I rented this on the Arena; I wore my videotape of it out years ago. I spent many happy hours watching and rewatching this match. I am pleased to say it’s just as hot and fun to watch as it was all those years ago.

It’s such a shame this was the only match these two made. Both could have been huge stars. I’d have loved to see them wrestling Josh Goodman, Justin Pierce, Tommy Tara, Brad Rochelle…any number of guys from that period. I’d have loved to have seen them in full pro gear in the ring, too.

Ah, well.

Remember When

One of the fun things about managing the BGEast Facebook page is coming up with monthly themes for posting pictures. Inevitably, this leads me to come across matches, and wrestlers, I’ve not thought about in a long time but at one point were, shall we say, rather important to my viewing fantasy life? Take March, for example. I decided to make March #MarchMuscles, and so then I had to find guys who, you know, I haven’t posted tons of pictures of in the past (cough Alexi Adamov cough Rio Garza cough) because, after all, my favorites aren’t necessarily everyone’s favorites; and besides, there are some guys who weren’t around as much, or haven’t been around in a while who deserve a shout out.

And I came across these two, from Fantasymen 18: Troy Milan and Corey Young.

Nice, right?

Check this out:

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Seriously, where does the Boss find these guys?

I  originally ordered Fantasymen 18 because the other three matches on the tape featured wrestlers I loved to watch: Brad Rochelle, Mike Columbo, and Joe Mazetti. I never watched the fourth and final match on the tape–sometimes I’d get to the end of the Mazetti match with Derek D’amore and rather than stopping the tape, I’d start picking up things or doing something and the tape would keep playing, showing the start of this match, with the two of them, in shirts and shorts, entering the mat room. Then I’d stop, and go about the rest of whatever I was doing.

The tape was sitting in the VCR when I turned it on one day, and I hadn’t rewound; the previous time I’d let the tape keep going into the last match, the way I did sometimes, but when the tape started up, it was at the point where Troy Milan took off his tank top. Rather than hitting rewind, I thought, whoa, and set the remote down.

Matches aren’t always released close to when they are taped, and I know this was sometime after 2003? Maybe 2004? I don’t recall exactly, but I know I hadn’t switched the DVD’s yet, but I remember looking at Troy’s torn up, ratty cut-off jean shorts and thinking, wow, I used to have a pair similar to that but it’s been years.  And then Corey took his shirt off, and I decided it was time to watch this match at long last.

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At first, I was really drawn to Troy’s body; long, lean, ripped and defined. But…Corey, who was a little shorter and whose muscles were thicker, looked like one of those straight boys from the football team, you know what I mean? Muscled, somewhat defined but not ripped and lean; athletic and sexy and jockish. It was almost like a battle between a football player and a non-jock who loved working out, ate right, and wanted to look hot as fuck. The first fall, when they wrestled around in the cut off shorts and the square boxer-briefish shorts Corey was wearing, seemed more like two straight boys horsing around and having fun, wrestling to see who was the better wrestler.

They also both had incredibly thick Boston accents, which also kind of turns me on.

The first fall went to Troy, who got cocky and started mocking Corey for losing; and then slid off his shorts to show off a thong and an amazing ass. Corey just shook his head, said in his thick accent, “Oh, no you didn’t,” then slides off his own to reveal a red thong…and the quads and glutes of fucking death.

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And in that instant, I switched totally from Team Troy to Team Corey.

I wanted my thick football player with that fucking amazing ass to just wipe the mats with the lean muscleboy.

(to be continued)

Russia Boy

Ah, Sexy Alexi.

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Nice, right? Not a damned thing wrong there, not a single flaw. An almost boyishly innocent face, chiseled torso, thick arms, nice legs…the bulge isn’t a disappointment, either.

Sexy Alexi first appeared at BGEast during The Contract series, I believe–at least that’s when he first came to my attention–and my second thought was I want to get in the ring with him (the first was Jesus fucking Christ what a stud). 

My third thought was, damn, Brad Rochelle looks amazing in those skimpy trunks.

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And then there’s that ass, right?

The premise of The Contract series was that Brad–long one of the company’s biggest stars and whipping boys (he without fail seemed to always get his ass kicked; he and his gorgeous body always suffered so beautifully)–agreed to come back to BGEast only under certain conditions and circumstances, which he wanted spelled out in a contract. The Boss, being the Boss, initially agreed, only to turn the biggest heels in the company loose on Brad, now trapped in the compound. (This series may have also been The Enforcer’s debut.) But when the Boss went off to Florida…Brad took over and took control and released his own inner heel. Poor Alexi showed up for an audition…and it wasn’t long before Alexi had taken Brad’s place as sexiest sufferer in the company. I always enjoyed watching him suffer…and it wasn’t like he wasn’t a great wrestler, either. He just never seemed to be able to hold it together to win. His match with Jonny Firestorm in the yard was a particular favorite of mine.

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God, he’s gorgeous.

So, when I started getting in front of the cameras he was on my wish-list….

(to be continued)

 

Head Lock

One of the first matches from BGEast that I ever owned was Ultra Fight 2: Brad Rochelle v. Scott Williams. I will admit that most of my initial tapes from BGEast were passed on to me from someone else who’d bought them and didn’t want to watch them anymore; this was one of the first I paid for. Another on-line friend in the early days of AOL had told me that if I liked scissors, this was a match I had to see. Money was scarce for me back in those days, but I treated myself to the tape when I got paid for writing a piece for a local magazine.

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Brad Rochelle was one of the biggest stars BGEast ever had; that body! That face! The flexibility! The suffering! He suffered a lot, too…he was always, it seemed, getting beaten up by someone with an equally impressive body. No one suffered quite the way Brad did…and no one filled out a speedo quite the way he did, either. In this match, as you can see, he wore purple squares.

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Scott Williams only taped four matches for BGEast; this one, one with Bryan Walsh, one with Bud Orton, and one with Doug Ward. It’s a pity. He was one of the few who didn’t get rid of all his body hair, which showed off his long, lean, chiseled muscular body perfectly. He also had a great attitude, and a deep, masculine voice. He also was a skilled wrestler, and this match–in the matroom at the BGEast North compound, was a sweaty, non-stop back-and-forth battle with lots of shit talking and some amazing action.

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Doesn’t that look like fun?

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BGEast also used to sell photo sets from their matches; in the days before the Arena and the Internet got really going. I bought this photoset–probably still have it somewhere.

I never got a chance to wrestle Brad during his long tenure with BGEast; but so many of his matches are classics, and the series The Contract, which was his last hurrah, is worth owning in its entirety.

I have wrestled Scott a few times privately…he was the first person I ever met from BGEast, and we always had a great time. Well, at least did.