The Hard Touch and the Amorous Kill

Jesse Zane vs Jeremy Daniels, Catalog 12 - The Muscle Boys Get Nasty (MuscleBoy Wrestling)

Daniels and Zane get the mix just about perfect in the fifth match of MuscleBoy's Catalog 12. It's MuscleBoy's "secret sauce," so to speak - the blend of aggression and romance that defines the company's house style. For me, wrestling has always been romantic. When strapping Terry Maxwell volunteered to wrestle me in gym class at Von Tobel Junior High School, I was dumbstruck with puppy love (and an undisguisable boner). In the early 1970s, when I watched Jack Brisco thrash an opponent on Championship Wrestling from Florida, my mind translated the match into a Danse Apache, aka the Bowery Waltz. Similarly, rewatching Alfred Hitchcock's film Notorious last week, I noted the undercurrent of sadism, hurt, and danger that makes Ingrid Bergman and Cary Grant's slow-burn romance as electrifying as it is.

I'm referring to it here as "the hard touch and the amorous kill." Jesse Zane hardly invented the concept, but he has arguably raised it as close to perfection as it's been. Some of the porn boys just entering the world of erotic combat need to sit at this man's feet for a few weeks before stepping on the mat or into a ring. Zane handles an opponent with the cold, beautiful mercilessness of a matador, stabbing the bull in the back with a sword to pierce the animal's heart. Of course, actual death is not the goal of these matches. Rather, the goal is the "little death," the enervating near-swoon that accompanies sexual climax. In this case, Jeremy Daniels is the lucky man playing the bull.

Gorgeously muscled, Jeremy is the right amount of manliness for Jesse to eviscerate. (Jeremy's debut match last fall was an instant classic.) Trained and experienced in the pro ring, Daniels has adapted well to MuscleBoy's black-box fight space. As much as I do enjoy ring wrestling as entertainment, it is only erotic to me when body is pressed against or entangled with another body - against the ropes or on the mat when, in those rare occasions, pro wrestlers actually grapple. This match had me in its grip the moment, early on, Jesse shoves Jeremy to the wall with his body, chest to chest, belly to belly, crotch to crotch, thigh to thigh (first screenshot above).

This 46-minute roughhouse seduction combines submission holds, body worship, stretches, scissors, provocations, rapture, moans, sweat, and splooge. I wish it were a tad bit rougher, but I love it as it is, in no small part because of the chemistry between its two protagonists.

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