Roman Stone
Before he was redubbed "Roman Stone," the devastatingly handsome fighter was called "Jaime Cutler" or, variously, "Jamie Cutler," but he became "Roman" before anyone at Can-Am could settle on the spelling as Spanish or British. "Roman" suited him better than either name, and "Stone" pretty well described the firmness of my cock every time I saw him in the ring or the oil pit, the venue he proudly claimed as his own in the classic Kick-Ass Bodybuilder Feud 1 (was there ever a 2? or was the incredible perfection of this one showing enough to seal the series off at 1?)
He wasn't a terrific fighter, but he could move ... and grunt ... and apply a wicked bear hug ... not to mention how much he seemed to enjoy glowering like Jean-Claude Van Damme. He was perfect fantasy material, and in all three fights he seemed ready to commit to the fantasy 110 percent. He was like a Frank Frazetta painting come to life. I figure, if the man's still around, he's in his late thirties, early forties. Still looking magnificent, I hope, with thighs I'd like to punish ... and, in turn, feel squeezed against my throbbing temples as payback. Roman, wherever you are, please call. The old oil pit is waiting.
Holy crap, yes. What a fantastic glower. Truly a fantasy man. What a stunning ass (not to mention everything else). The length of his filmography is the stuff of a miserable Greek tragedy.
ReplyDeleteRegarding Kick-Ass 2, not anything near as kick-ass, Perris' opponent wasn't so much of a bodybuilder, and they didn't seem to really be in the midst of a "feud."