|Description||Braden Charron and Chace LaChance know they turn heads when they walk on the beach. And you know what? It doesn't bother them at all that that fact may cause you to feel, well, a wee bit inferior. They don't even think about it. While you came up with the best excuses in the world why you couldn't, they did the hard work it takes to transform themselves into the muscle gods they are today. Your envious disapproval does not faze them - not in the least. You think they're nothing but muscle? Well, hey, what are you nothing but? Stack their four hours in a gym a day against your twenty pushups before bedtime, and then complain that it's unfair these guys (and guys like them) live on a higher plane than you do. Grow up, and grow a pair. Or something like that.
Right now, Braden and Chace have bigger issues to deal with: each other. Braden heard a rumor that Chace was beginning to take bodybuilding seriously, with a physique contest scheduled in two weeks. Modestly Chace admits he's not as big as Braden, and Braden tells him, "Well, you got to start somewhere." In the ring Braden shows him some quarter turns, drawing from his ten years or so of experience in bodybuilding. Physique contests are different, requiring less by way of posing, but Braden tells Chace he's got the potential to be a classic bodybuilder "if the physique thing doesn't work out for you." Chace says he's stronger than a lot of guys with bigger muscle and suggests a friendly wrestling match to test his "power" against Braden's "size." Yes, please, boys, yes, PLEASE!
It's a struggle, but Chace bests Braden at arm wrestling. "I don't know, man. You're strong, but the power's here," he says, popping his competition-ready biceps. Braden claims the barstool they used as a base felt a little unsteady to him on the matted surface of the ring, interfering with his concentration. Chace claims he's just making excuses. The guys belly down to the mat for a second round. When it looks like Chace again might have the upper hand, Braden pulls a classic heel move and rakes his fingers across Chace's eyes "Fuck this arm wrestling shit," he growls as he drives his foot to the small of his hunk opponent's back. "This is not an arm-wrestling ring. This is a fucking wrestling ring!"
There's size. There's power. There's muscle density, fast twitching or otherwise. And then there's native cunning. Chace LaChance has proven he can beat Braden Charron in a fair test of strength. But what happens when the rulebook gets tossed out and size and strength must bend to the jungle rules of guile and opportunism? Braden has a few years' worth of experience advantage on Chace and he knows the ropes well. To win, sometimes you have to catch your opponent off guard. When Chace protests that his tactics are unfair, Braden need not say a word in self-defense. He scoops the pretty boy up in the air and bodyslams his ass to the mat. Sometimes that's all there is to winning and losing: who's in the position to slam versus who put himself in position to GET slammed.
Braden repeatedly targets Chace's mid and lower back vertebrae in an effort to both punish and stun as well as exhaust the younger wrestler. "If it wasn't for those tattoos," the heel observes while stretching Chase's camera-ready abs, "you'd be another one of those little Abercrombie boys": all pose, he insinuates, and no throws.
Posing alone doesn't cut it at BG East. If you want to win, you usually need to stalk your man like a predator. Braden doesn't give Chace much time to learn this lesson, but Chace is a fast study. Later in the bout, in a chest-to-chest test of strength, Chace once again overpowers his iron-solid opponent, but having learned from experience, he now also kicks the man in the midsection, just to guarantee his hold on victory.
A spectacular torture-rack finish settles the question of which muscle dude is the ultimate alpha dog! It is followed by an equally spectacular buck-naked workout in the weight room where one of these super studs first pumps up and then takes things into his own hands and relieves all the pressure and excitement built up during this incredibly sexy muscle match - and what a beautiful specimen of manhood it is - exploding at rock hard and full staff! In Chace versus Braden we present not only two of the most beautiful specimens of male beauty and power in wrestling, but also a dramatic struggle of might versus mind.
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