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Pro Wrestlers who went into politics Part 3.
Sometimes disputes were settled in the ring, behind closed doors. Obviously, no one wanted to lose and get fucked in the ass by their rival, so these matches could last hours, often ending in a KO
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NYC 1959
Top image shows 6' 7" 'Big Joe McCall' comforting his lover 'Magnificent Maurice' in the ring, after Maurice was subjected to a severe and prolonged pro beatdown by Irish wrestler 'Dirty' Dan Mahoney (bottom image). Joe, who had a match earlier in the evening, had to watch ringside as his partner endured 35 minutes of torture at the hands of the Irishman.
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Worldwide. 1960s. Part 2
As more and more people bought televisions in the 60s, the more opportunities they had to watch some pro wrestling action in the privacy of their own homes. Often married men, they'd do anything to get their wives out of the house for a few hours while the wrestling was on. Giving them money to go to the hairdressers etc. Neighbours who were friends would convince their wives to go to the mall together. "Take your time ladies, we're just gonna watch the game and have a few beers"
Neighbours, work colleagues, friends from church... These men, sometimes in groups, once the coast was clear, would put on the wrestling gear they'd bought from the local sports shops (usually singlets) or mail order from ads in the back of wrestling magazines, and watch some rasslin. They might sit together, beer in one hand, cock in the other, watching. Maybe suck each other off a bit. They would be so insanely horny from watching the wrestling on tv that they would then wrestle each other, copying the moves they'd just watched. Basements and living rooms all around the world, when wrestling was broadcast, would have grown men wrestling each other. And often fucking each other too. They would have to hide all the cuts and bruises from their wives.
All week these men would obsess over the next time they could do it all again.
*The concept for these images was originated by https://www.tumblr.com/wrestlingarsenal
Go check out his blog, if you haven't already. It really is great
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Pro wrestling families Part 2
Heavyweight Pro Dads pictured with their Pro wrestler sons.
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Manchester 1998.
It's the all UK championships weekend. Every bout is a title match, where regional champs show up to battle it out to see who wins the all UK title, in their age and weight category.
The opening match of the afternoon turned out to be easily one of the best matches of the entire tournament. Featuring Greater London region junior singles champ 'Dangerous' Danny Doyle (20) vs Greater Manchester region junior singles champ 'Killer' Karl Allen (20)
Match rules are two falls, two submissions or a KO to decide the winner.
These two both come from Pro Wrestling families, and are extremely tough and experienced, for their age. Both stop at nothing to get the all UK title. They want to prove to everyone, including the wrestlers in the rank above them (that they will be soon join), and their large wrestling families that they're not just some kids. They mean business and want to be taken seriously.
For the moment the bell sounded they were immediately ring centre, locked up and trying to get an opening advantage.
It was an electrifying bout, with the crowd going wild, an extremely rough but technical match, with the upper hand ebbing and flowing throughout. These young lads really put each other through the ringer, with both battered, bruised and bloody by the end. But only one of them walked away with the ultimate prize. The Championship belt, and his opponents body for the night.
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Montana 2001
Batchelor Arthur (51), works as a delivery driver for a furniture company. He didn't do very well academically, and still lives in the town he was raised in. He always dreamed of becoming a Pro wrestler, but life got in the way and it never happened for him. He's a total pro wrestling nerd and goes to every live pro event in his county. Mostly he keeps himself to himself, and in his spare time, apart from watching wrestling, he works out in the small make shift gym in his basement. Occasionally he'll meet other men out of state, that he chats to online, for private pro wrestling bouts.
A few months ago, Jonathan (29) joined the same company, and was assigned to Arthur to help with the larger deliveries. Initially very quiet, he's starting to come out of his shell and chat a bit more when they're out in the van. Arthur isn't the most talkative either, but they're relaxed around each other a bit more now and there isn't as much awkwardness. They have some things in common. Working out, Sci fi and action movies. The gossipy receptionist at their company told Arthur that Jonathan was recently separated from his wife, and had moved to town to start over.
Arthur has become a bit infatuated with Jonathan. He's always checking him out when he's not looking, admiring his thicc, muscular body. Those eyes, those arms, the sexy Southern accent, that BIG ASS and package. He jerks off every night, imagining what Jonathan would look like in Pro gear. If he could wrestle, what would his favourite hold be? Would he be a heel or a jobber? He fantasises about them wrestling each other. About them being a tag team and winning the regional belts. About them making love in the ring after a bout.
One day, Arthur mentioned that he was going to a pro wrestling show after work. Jonathan asked if he could tag along. He had no plans. He doesn't really know anyone else in town. At the show they're having a great time. It's a Friday night, they're drinking beers and laughing. While watching the action, Arthur is impressed with Jonathan's commentary and knowledge of Pro wrestling. When he mentions this, Jonathan tells him that he wrestled Pro for a bit when he was younger, to earn some extra cash. His grandfather was a pro wrestler and taught him when he was a kid. He had a ring set up in his basement that they would practice in.
Arthur cannot believe what he's hearing. He's impressed, and incredibly turned on. He also notices that during the main event, a violent and bloody chain match between two enormous hot muscle bears, that Jonathan is trying to hide his massive hard on. Arthur questions if this is this really happening. Is he imagining this? Is this wishful thinking? Has he had too many beers? The guy's straight, after all.
After the show, Jonathan thanks Arthur for letting him tag along. He's had a great time. He says he's been feeling a bit lonely. "maybe I should start wrestling again, to get out of the house?" he says, jokingly.
As they make their way to the taxi rank, Arthur asks if he has plans for the weekend. Jonathan shrugs his shoulders "no, sir" he replies. Arthur pauses, then asks Jonathan if he'd like to come to his house tomorrow night. "We can order some pizzas, drink some beers and watch the WWF PPV on cable, if you'd like?"
J: "Sounds great, thanks, that would be cool"
A: "You know, I'm not a bad pro wrestler myself. I've been wrestling for years, on the underground scene. I was thinking that maybe, just for a bit of fun, we could have a bit of a tussle, were kinda the same size and....
Before he could finish, Jonathan says "I'll bring my gear".
To be continued?
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A selection of old photographs from the 50s and 60s of Pro Wrestling stars from the Middle East. PART 3
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PRO RING BRUTALITY
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Worldwide. 1960s.
As more and more people bought televisions in the 60s, the more opportunities they had to watch some pro wrestling action in the privacy of their own homes. Often married men, they'd do anything to get their wives out of the house for a few hours while the wrestling was on. Giving them money to go to the hairdressers etc. Neighbours who were friends would convince their wives to go to the mall together. "Take your time ladies, we're just gonna watch the game and have a few beers"
Neighbours, work colleagues, friends from church... These men, sometimes in groups, once the coast was clear, would put on the wrestling gear they'd bought from the local sports shops (usually singlets) or mail order from ads in the back of wrestling magazines, and watch some rasslin. They might sit together, beer in one hand, cock in the other, watching. Maybe suck each other off a bit. They would be so insanely horny from watching the wrestling on tv that they would then wrestle each other, copying the moves they'd just watched. Basements and living rooms all around the world, when wrestling was broadcast, would have grown men wrestling each other. And often fucking each other too. They would have to hide all the cuts and bruises from their wives.
All week these men would obsess over the next time they could do it all again.
*The concept for these images was originated by https://www.tumblr.com/wrestlingarsenal
Go check out his blog, if you haven't already. It really is great
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USA 1960s Part 5
Some posed shots of various mid card pro wrestling dads. Decent wrestlers, but they never managed to be title holders.
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Double teaming tag team heels.
They've destroyed one team member already, now it's time to finish off his partner.
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Sailor Pro wrestlers Part 1
Sailors who's ships had docked for a while, would often seek out local pro wrestling venues to compete in matches for some extra cash, and to let off some steam. Audiences always knew that if there was a sailor on that days bill, they were in for some proper real pro action. These guys were often skilled technical wrestlers and hard as nails, and could dish out and withstand some serious punishment. Sailor v Sailor singles and tag matches were often wild. Promoters, knowing these guys needed the money, would often set match rules as KO or first blood only wins.
Top image - Portsmouth UK 1972. A Sailor from the UK and a Sailor from Spain pose for a photo before their bout, in the ring in the back room of a local pub.
Middle image - Dover 1980. Polish Sailor Tag Team pose for a photo before their tag match, in the ring in the back room of a local pub.
Bottom image - Southampton 1967. Photo from a local newspaper article about a wrestling event that took place in the town the previous week. Pictured before their bout are an Irish Sailor and an Egyptian Sailor. The newspaper reported that their match was an incredible technical but violent display that lasted over an hour. The Irish Sailor eventually won the bout by KO, with "a particularly brutal, long held head scissors".
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Pro Wrestlers who went into politics Part 2.
Sometimes disputes were settled in the ring, behind closed doors. Obviously, no one wanted to lose and get fucked in the ass by their rival, so these matches could last hours, often ending in a KO.
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USA 1980's PART 5
Stills from the 'Pro Wrestling Sex' series of Wrestling Porn movies from the 80's.
Ex Pro wrestler turned Porn producer Raymond 'Dr Death' O'Sullivan, had the bright idea of releasing a series of pro wrestling themed gay porn films. Using only real Pro wrestlers for authenticity, and knowing they always fucked after (sometimes during) their matches, all he had to do was show up with his crew and start filming, while the action unfolded. No direction needed! He would occasionally appear in these films too.
The fights and sex were unscripted.
Popular themes included Heel vs Jobber, Tag matches, 2/3 on 1, Bigger vs smaller, father/son tag fights, erotic sex fights, bloody battles etc
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Frankfurt 1952
Older/Younger pro tag team lovers.
Wolfgang 52 and Karl 27 (top image) have been a couple for 3 years. They met at their local wrestling gym. Friends initially, things began to develop when they couldn't get through a training session without it becoming a sex fight. For them, wrestling and sex go hand in hand. Mainly singles wrestlers, they wrestle as a tag team around 30% of the time.
They face off against a visiting team from Portugal.
Alfonso 49 and Francisco 29 (bottom image) have been a couple for 8 years. They met when Francisco was doing his national service and Alfonso was a sergeant and pro wrestling coach in the army. He was extremely impressed with Francisco's natural wrestling ability, strength and stamina for a lightweight. He'd often beat opponents from the weight classes above.
Francisco is an incredibly jealous lover, and he's noticed there's an attraction between Karl and Alfonso, and he caught Karl winking and smiling at Alfonso earlier that day.
Match time, the bell rings and it's Francisco and Wolfgang in the ring first. Before the action has started, Francisco points to Karl and says "I want him". Karl is eager to get in the ring. He's sized Francisco up and reckons he can take him.
He thought wrong.
As Karl enters the ring through the ropes, Francisco immediately attacks him with a flurry of extremely stiff forearm smashes to his shoulders, and knees to the gut. He scoops Karl up and and tosses him across the ring, where he lands on his back with a massive thud, winding him.
Francisco walks across the ring and drops to his knees, making sure one knee lands on Karl's neck. While Karl struggles, his opponent works over his gut and hairy pecs with vicious punches and claws. Alfonso realises whats happening and thinks 'Oh shit'. He's seen this before.
Francisco eventually lets up and gets off Karl, knowing he's already weakened him considerably. Wolfgang shouts "Come on Karl! Get up!" as Karl attempts to compose himself. Every time he tries to get up, he's stomped on by Francisco. Eventually, once Karl is on his hands and knees, his opponent tightly grabs a handful of his hair and pulls him to his feet, then grabs his arm and catapults him across the ring, where he hits the turnbuckle with such force the ring shakes. Karl slumps to the floor. Hes picked up by the hair again, dragged into the middle of the ring, and Francisco repeats the move, (He's making sure not to throw him against the turnbuckle at the other end of the ring, where he might be able to tag his partner). Karl is in a lot of trouble now. He's picked up by the hair again. He's winded and barely able to stand. Francisco begins to repeatedly smash Karl's head into the top of the turnbuckle, opening a cut above his right eye.
For the next 25 minutes Karl is subjected to the worst beating he's ever received in the ring. Tied up in the ropes and abused, torture racks into long held over the knee back breakers, an absolutely brutal Boston, that looked like he was going to snap in half, a nasty figure 4, where Francisco took the opportunity to taunt Wolfgang while he made his partner suffer in the hold.
Eventually, Francisco felt he'd made his point and it was time to put Karl out of his misery. He decided he'd finish him off in a Camel (his favourite finisher), making sure they were both facing Alfonso. He grabs Karl's hair, lifting his head up so he could see Alfonso. He shouts to his partner "Do you still think he's cute now? Do you still want to fuck him now?!" and spits in Karl's face, before applying a tight sleeper. When he feels Karl is losing consciousness he whispers in his ear "stay the fuck away from my man".
Wolfgang and Alfonso have raging hard cocks, watching the destruction.
Karl is KO'ed. The bell repeatedly rings, but Francisco keeps the hold on for just a little longer, before releasing and leaving the ring, followed by Alfonso.
Wolfgang immediately gets into the ring to tend to Karl, who lies bloody and battered on the ring floor. He plans on getting revenge.
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Belgium 1968
Young Vincent shows a lot of promise, but he's been becoming a little too cocky lately, so gym owner and trainer Viktor decided to teach him a lesson in the ring, during training.
Viktor is the boss in the gym, and he doesn't put up with any bullshit.
He made Vincent pose for this photo after his beating. You can see he is not happy. Its now displayed on the gym wall, along with all the other photos, as a reminder to Vincent, and the other trainees, that insolence will not be tolerated.
"Piss me off again and you'll end up being forced to take loads from every single wrestler at this gym, you here me boy?
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HAIR PULLING - Part 4
Nasty cheating Heels will always go for the hair, if they get into trouble during a match. And sometimes they just do it cause it turns them on to humiliate their opponents. Their favourite being pulling jobbers up by the hair before the three count, so they can brutalise them some more
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