Wednesday, January 18, 2017

Congratulations, BG East Winners!

The votes are in, and the winners have now been announced. I want to congratulate all who won for being the very best in their categories and, most of all, for nurturing your fans' kinky fantasies in 2016. The big winners this year with wins in multiple categories are Ty Alexander and Christian Taylor, with three wins each, Chase Addams, Beauxregard, Charlie Evans, Jonny Firestorm, Calvin Haynes, Kid Karisma, and Chace LaChance with two. (See also Bard for more details and photos!)

The good news for fans is that until noon on January 26th BG East is offering a 25% discount on DVDs and streaming videos of the winning matches, including the 2016 matches of the "best" wrestlers, and VOD rentals of these matches are 20% off on The Arena, BGE's members-only site.

1. Top Babyface: Biff Farrell

2. Best Abs: Chace LaChance

3. Best Body: Kid Karisma

4. Best Bulge: Kirk Donahue

5. Top Heel: Jonny Firestorm

6. Best Butt: Kid Karisma

7. Jobber of the Year: Ty Alexander

8. Debut of the Year: Beauxregard

9. Best Submission: Firestorm vs Haynes

10. Sexiest Match: Keller vs Beauxregard

11. Best Ring Match: Alexander and Addams vs Taylor and Evans

12. Best Squash: LaCash vs Sorell

13. Best Mat Battle: Andrews vs Marcos

14. Hottest Liplock: Taylor vs Haynes

15. Best 2016 Wrestler Spotlight: Wrestler Spotlight: Chace LaChance

16. Best 2016 Overall Match: Alexander and Addams vs Taylor and Evans

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

This Little Bitch Has No Idea What He's In For Today

WARNING: Sex and violence follow. No kids or prudes allowed. This is the devil's work ... some of his best to date.

Jonah Marx vs Tyler Rush, 13 January 2017 (Naked Kombat)

Later this year I turn 64. I'm well educated, liberal, peace-loving, and in possession of a modicum of good taste. There are days--and they are increasing in number--when I feel that I'm past my erotic attachment to the sport of wrestling, a passion that was at its fullest in my late teens and early twenties. It has been years since I actively participated in a wrestling contest and I am less and less in touch with the whole wrestling scene. And at a certain age, slobbering over minimally dressed youth in combat seems, well, unbecoming and a little creepy. Many have been the days when I've tried to bid a ceremonious farewell to this blog and wrestling. Then something like this happens.

Pouty fratboy Tyler Rush issues a challenge to hairy-chested Jonah Marx, easily my favorite sex wrestler of late. Tyler seems certain that his lovely and unblemished body is up to the task of kicking Jonah's butt. As he speaks, he smirks, looking down his nose at the camera, glib and entirely confident in his superiority. "Oh boy," I say to myself. "This is going to be tasty." I feel my temperature rise by a good three or four degrees. The feeling sweeps over me like a wave. From the start, Jonah lays claim to every inch of Tyler's smooth body--like an eagle taking possession of a small, prettily coifed marsupial. The arrogance in Josh's eyes fades, dilating to undisguised terror. Jonah works him like a procrastinator's science project. He can't wait to plug every hole in the kid's body. Any thought of my being unmoved by such violence is vanquished, too.


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