Barry knew what was coming next. He had sometimes screwed his victims when in private. He knew he wasn't a fag, it was just that wrestlers who lost a fight just fucking deserved it!

But he had lost this fight, and he had a forfeit to pay. By his own logic it was now Barry himself who 'deserved it'.

Ste was strong and precise as he mounted his prey. Barry felt the big hard prick slide in. He felt the heat of Ste's breath on his neck. He felt the stimulating tingle spread across his body as his prostate reacted to the intrusion. He felt ..., he felt ... AMAZING!

"Fuuuuuuuuuuuck" he gasped, he never knew it could be this good.