Roped into It

Ray Naylor vs Mad Mykel, Sunshine Shooters 9: Learning the Ropes (BG East)

Some time ago a guy secretively tied my hands together while we were watching wrestlers tangle on a mat in front of us. I found it hot, or at least I found the quiet and meticulous attention of an attractive young man hot. Later he gave me a full dose of his kink, including a noose around the neck - not tight enough to hurt, but I played it up, or tried to, which alarmed him, thinking he had been too rough on me. (As Brad Rochelle once said, unforgettably, "Sadists are some of the nicest guys you'll ever meet.") The allure of rope bondage, my assailant told me, was control. The intended effect, he said, is what a mouse feels when dropped into the python's tank. The apt analogy still sends a cold shiver up my spine.

In this new release from BG East, Ray Naylor is showing Mad Mykel the ropes. Both guys are lean and hungry types, with a bent towards brutality. Ray looks his best ever, with a bronze tan and honey highlights in his short-cropped hair. Mad Mykel introduces himself , saying, "They call me Satan." Ray replies, smirking as he gestures towards the ropes he brought, "So you're pretty much into all this already," an assumption Mykel drolly affirms. At this point neither man realizes what he's up against.

Both men agree to dispense with the rules and fight as unruly as they please. Nevertheless, the start is pretty conventional collegiate-style grappling, at which Ray demonstrates more skill than Mykel. Desiring a rougher, meaner game, Mykel peels down his singlet straps and scoop-slams Ray to the mat. The two trade a generous number of gut punches and chokes. With a head butt to Mykel's chest, Ray reasserts his mastery, and the heat increases at an exponential rate.  A minute before the match's midpoint, Ray forces an agonized (and swollen-crotched) Satan to submit and fetches the ropes to claim his rights as victor. 

An edit leaps forward in time, with Mykel's wrists already cuffed at either end of one of Naylor's ropes. Devilishly, Mykel forearm-smashes Ray's balls. Then, having temporarily disabled the rightful victor, Mykel proceeds to strip him of his trunks, revealing the cream-yellow thong underneath. He chokes him with the rope while holding him in place with a bodyscissors. Ray fights back in blasts of fury, ultimately downing Mykel with a strong side kick to the gut. As a winded and sweaty Mykel struggles against his fate, Naylor determinedly restrains him and ropes him up like a rodeo calf. Intermittently, Mykel interrupts the process with fits of energetic resistance that once or twice come close to a reversal, but Naylor relentlessly strong-arms him back to subjugation. 

These final ten minutes of the match are worth the full price of admission, in my opinion. The weary wrestlers are caught up in a gritty, nerve-fraying life-and-death struggle.

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