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Mean and Nasty
As a very young boy back in the 60's I came across TV Wrestling and if I was watching it on my own I literally mean I came 🤣 it was World of Sport on a Saturday afternoon in black and white, the only Sport I had any interest in and I realised certain wrestlers were way more interesting than others....
TranslateSpunky underpants required a Heavyweight Bout with a hairy chested Heel not that I knew what a Heel was back then, the lightweight wrestlers flying round the ring like a couple of whippets aroused little excitement but a Hirsute Beast dripping in sweat mualing a pretty Jobber definitely got my juices flowing 😀 I'd no idea I was Gay back then I was just a kid, but my willy definitely knew what it liked.
I know he's like Marmite but I loved Giant Haystacks the trouble was his costume stopped me from getting a good look at his body which I'd assumed would be very hirsute, my absolute favourite from the era was the Little Prince who to my eyes was the most muscular hirsute man I'd ever seen and judging by the damp patch forming in my shorts my dicks got fond memories of him too 🤣
We moved into the 80's WWF launched in the UK bringing men from a totally different league and again the perfectly chiseled shaven bodies didn't do it for me, Nikolai Volkoff, Sgt Slaughter and the Iron Sheik all did especially when they stopped arsing around and got down to business 😈
So we fast forward to today with me being a Jobber fully capable taking down any of my local Heels and they all know it 😢 the thing is I love a guy flexing his muscles even when he hasn't really got any and I love him talking trash too, so he'll have to use every ounce of his muscle power to pin me but I'll yield to him before he pulls or sprains a muscle so he's guaranteed a great time I've even wrestled a man of the cloth, I'd no idea until he knelt beside the bed and when I asked him what he was doing he said praying for guidance, so I replied pray for stiffness and leave the guiding to me. 🤣
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