White Tights, White Heat

Being a wrestling fan, I wanted nothing more than meet, wrestle, and fuck Tom Zenk - The Z Man.

He reminded me of Stu (the hair), Andy (the face), and Chris (the body). He was the total package as far as I was concerned. I jerked off to video tapes of his wrestling matches back in the day, more than I did to any porno tape. Sometimes I imagined swallowing his cock, or sucking his nipples.
Sometime I dreamt of getting fucked by him; of having him bang me in to next week. Other times, I imagined fucking him, making him beg for mercy, having him plead with me, making him scream...He was, in my opinion, one of the most beautiful men ever to grace the television screen in the 1980's.
I wonder what how his sweat tasted...

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