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Nick Flex vs Gabriel Cross, Catalog 15 - The Oringinal Boys Are Back! (MuscleBoy Wrestling)

I am less infatuated with slim-waisted or slender guys than I was in my twenties. I want them thick but solid - broad shoulders, hips, calves, and thighs, with a midsection as firmly ample as the rest of their bodies. Unfragile, but not portly either, wrestleable. Men with heft and a little jiggle. At MuscleBoy, my favorites have been guys like Nick Flex and Justin Powers. Elsewhere it's Braden Trelisse, Dimitri, Sparrow, TJ Reks, Tanner Hill, and so on. Though wasp-waisted studs still turn my head, they're upstaged by guys like Gabriel Cross, a compact atom bomb of s/m energy.

Gabriel is operatic in his sells. At times, it's too much, but against as grandiose a figure as Flex, it's appropriate. Flex vs Cross is a bodice-ripper for men. The two are magnetically drawn together. Nick plows into Gabriel, and Gabriel absorbs the impact sensually. He rushes towards his destruction. He fights back, often with stunning effectiveness (the sixth GIF, for example), but ultimately he seeks nothing more than the crushing strength of Nick's arms around him. His body responds to Flex's touch automatically.

Nick doesn't crack his typical ironic smile in this match. His jaw is set, and his eyes pierce through Gabriel's body. He's a man on a mission. He's the executioner. His predatory instincts have never been sharper. Like a shark or tiger, he destroys because it's in his nature to destroy.  He feels no animosity or outrage. He does what he does because he is hardwired to dominate and incapacitate. In my opinion, this is a close second to his Catalog 13 match against Dante, another slab of  manhood that would be fun to tangle oneself into.

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