Wrestleshack 23

Kayden Keller vs Steve Mason, Wrestleshack 23 (BG East) 

What Mason and Keller bring to this 49-minute match is a self-evident love of rough play - and in at least this respect they are equals. Kayden uses his size advantage to bludgeon Steve's body with his own and pound the smaller, lighter wrestler to the mat ... and hard! His height enables him to make his stretches especially painful for his opponent. Steve is the nimbler of the two, so he often twists and flips seemingly weightlessly as means of escape and reversal. Those sharp little elbows and knees are good for tormenting Kayden, too, and he loves pressing his tightly packed crotch to the big guy's chin whiskers.

Early in the match Keller has Mason in a heinously paralyzing grip. He coos, "You don't have what it takes to last ... do ya?" Seconds later, Mason submits, and it appears that Kayden is right. When Steve attempts to push himself up, Kayden brusquely pushes him back down, face to the mat, until the  victor has finished his single-arm biceps pose. "Give me something," Keller urges derisively. When Mason punches him in the stomach, there's no reaction, and the expression on the big guy's face can best be described as smug. Mason follows with a forearm smash to the nuts. Suddenly, the smug expression vanishes.

Steve attaches himself to Kayden's back, locking on a rear naked choke hold, his feet about a half-foot off the mat. The choke collapses Kayden to his knees and then to a prone position. As he slowly comes to his senses, he finds himself in an abdominal stretch with Mason squeezing and wringing his crotch like he's testing for ripeness. In a panic, Keller submits - I can't remember the last time I saw Kayden in such desperate straits - if ever.

The involuntary striptease begins about 17 minutes into the match, beginning when Keller strips Mason down to his jockstrap. Apart from being hung like a double-decker horse (the evidence will be ample in about 10 minutes), Steve Mason has a fit, well-scrubbed appearance that is enormously alluring, even though his physique lacks the chiseled perfection of a Kid Karisma or a Damien Rush. Then again, I have rarely seen a true grappler I didn't find ten times more attractive than his non-wrestling clone.

The denuding process introduces a measure of eroticism equal to the match's cruelty, which does not abate even as the wrestlers fondle and kiss. On the contrary, the more violent they are, the more turned on they are (and vice versa). Both are buck naked for the last 13 minutes of the video. Cocks get stroked even as throats get choked. The blend of passions is as complete as I have seen anywhere. A cum shot brings the battle to an end, and the closing fade to black focuses on a tight shot of the two men kissing.

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