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Bruiser Brannigan dominates Canadian opponent Big Luke Watts during their Private Pro Sex fight, recorded for Men Only Wrestling.
The bout was pretty evenly matched for the first 30 minutes, but after a series of brutal postings and a nasty DDT, Brannigan started to dominate.
The post match fucking of the exhausted Watts lasted almost as long as the bout, getting fucked all over the ring in every conceivable position.
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Do you ever show nudity or large erections in tight trunks?
I wish I had the ability to do that!
UK Underground Pro wrestling. Part 3
The underground pro wrestling circuit doesn’t advertise itself. No posters. No socials. No paper trail. If you know, you know—and if you don’t, you’re not meant to. Every show is invite-only, men-only, and deliberately temporary. One night it’s a back room behind a bar that smells like spilled beer and sweat. Another night it’s an empty office floor, lights half-working, unlocked just long enough for bodies to collide and then vanish before sunrise.
You can’t request entry. Someone who’s already been inside—five shows minimum—has to vouch for you. Even then, your name might sit on a list for months. Tickets aren’t cheap and never have been. Money keeps the crowd tight, familiar, controllable. Everyone there knows why they came.
The cards are planned, but never predictable. A lean junior match to warm the room. Sometimes Dad vs. Dad—thick bodies, heavy hands, no hurry. Tag teams grinding each other down. Heavyweights to close the night, all mass and pressure, the ring groaning under them. Nothing flashy. No theatrics. Just skin-on-skin contact, holds that linger, strikes that land harder than they’re supposed to. The kind of wrestling that would never survive daylight or regulation.
Some nights the whole card revolves around a single appetite: older against younger, all heavyweights, endless chain bouts, no escape. Every match is for top. No exceptions.
The crowd doesn’t cheer much. Men arrive quiet, watch closer than they should, then file out fast once it’s over. By morning the ring is gone, the room wiped clean, like nothing ever happened. Somewhere else, another door is already being unlocked for the next night.
So HOT to have you back with your terrific work and amazing commentaries. Wish you have a Happy and Productive New Year.
Thanks man. Happy New Year to you too. I'm mostly on Instagram these days (same account name) so if you're also over there you'll see a lot more!
UK Underground Pro wrestling. Part 2
The underground pro wrestling circuit doesn’t advertise itself. No posters. No socials. No paper trail. If you know, you know—and if you don’t, you’re not meant to. Every show is invite-only, men-only, and deliberately temporary. One night it’s a back room behind a bar that smells like spilled beer and sweat. Another night it’s an empty office floor, lights half-working, unlocked just long enough for bodies to collide and then vanish before sunrise.
You can’t request entry. Someone who’s already been inside—five shows minimum—has to vouch for you. Even then, your name might sit on a list for months. Tickets aren’t cheap and never have been. Money keeps the crowd tight, familiar, controllable. Everyone there knows why they came.
The cards are planned, but never predictable. A lean junior match to warm the room. Sometimes Dad vs. Dad—thick bodies, heavy hands, no hurry. Tag teams grinding each other down. Heavyweights to close the night, all mass and pressure, the ring groaning under them. Nothing flashy. No theatrics. Just skin-on-skin contact, holds that linger, strikes that land harder than they’re supposed to. The kind of wrestling that would never survive daylight or regulation.
Some nights the whole card revolves around a single appetite: older against younger, all heavyweights, endless chain bouts, no escape. Every match is for top. No exceptions.
The crowd doesn’t cheer much. Men arrive quiet, watch closer than they should, then file out fast once it’s over. By morning the ring is gone, the room wiped clean, like nothing ever happened. Somewhere else, another door is already being unlocked for the next night.
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How to spot a reposter
Hey guys! In case you haven’t heard, downloading someone’s art and then posting it to your own blog is bad. If you want to know why, you can learn more about that here and here. Edit: The second link was broken, here’s the proper url.
In spite of this generally-agreed-upon idea that reposting is bad, I still often see reposts in the tag and even on my dash. I can usually spot a reposter pretty easily, but it looks like it doesn’t come as naturally to others, so here’s a step-by-step guide!
1. Low-res images. I’m automatically suspicious of an original digital artwork that’s already pixelated. Conversely, if it’s a photo of a sketch, it’s probably OP’s art (not to say that traditional art couldn’t also be reposted, but usually sketches aren’t posted in favor of a more complete piece). Edit: I don’t know what I meant by this part, it doesn’t really make much sense in finding reposts.
2. Read the caption. Many artists will make references to the content of the art (with the implication that they made it)(eg. “I was craving the beach AU”, “after [what happened in the comic] they go grab smoothies”) or the artistic process (“please excuse the anatomy”). If there’s no caption, or the caption is too vague/doesn’t imply ownership, it could be a repost.
3. Check for a signature on the art. If you find one and it doesn’t match the url or names that the poster goes by on their blog, it could be a repost.
4. Glance at their tags. Reposters are in it for the notes, and will often use as many tags as possible. However, a whole lot of tags doesn’t necessarily mean reposter. Look for an art tag or something else they might use to distinguish their own posts from reblogs. This brings me to my next point:
5. Look for other art. If they’re an artist, they probably either have an art tag (which the post would be tagged in), or they post other art on the blog. Go to their blog and check the tag they use for art. If they don’t have an art tag or any other indication that they make artwork, it could be a repost.
6. If they don’t have an art tag, check one of the (probably many) tags they use on the post; eg. if it was a Chat Noir sketch, they probably tagged with “chat noir”. Check their blog’s Chat Noir tag; they might’ve also reposted other artwork (in which case it’s definitely a repost), or they’ve never posted about the fandom whatsoever (which is kind of suspicious).
7. Look for the original. If it’s been reposted, there’s a place on the internet where it was originally posted. Google reverse image search just needs you to get the url for the image; drag the picture into a new tab or right-click and select “Copy image address” (or something like that), and paste the url into the search. If you find another place that the image was posted, and it was posted there before the suspected repost, then you have a repost.
And of course, if you recognize the artist and they’re not the ones posting it, or if the caption says “credit to the artist”/“not mine”, you have a reposter.
What do you do when you find a reposter? First, tell them politely that reposting is discouraged; sending them the two links I used at the top is a good start, and if you find the original art’s link, send that so they know what they reposted. If they respond rudely and/or absolutely refuse to stop reposting, contact the original artist, and they can report them for theft. Whatever you do, don’t send reposters hate! Death threats and general malicious messaging are not okay.
None of the above methods are necessarily foolproof, but by the time you get to 7, you can usually be fairly sure what you’re dealing with. Most of the time I only get as far as step 3 or 4 (which only takes a few seconds) before deciding that it’s a repost. If you’re ever in doubt, leave a like and move on; if it does turn out to be a repost, you can’t take back the spread of the reblogs.
Remember, reblogs exist for a reason! You don’t need to repost art just to get it on your blog, and you certainly don’t need reposts to get a popular blog.
@boston1972 is an illiterate piece of shit who keeps stealing my images and posting them uncredited, instead of reposting. I've asked multiple times for him to stop and repost instead, which he continues to ignore. What a twat.
UK Underground Pro wrestling. Part 1
The underground pro wrestling circuit doesn’t advertise itself. No posters. No socials. No paper trail. If you know, you know—and if you don’t, you’re not meant to. Every show is invite-only, men-only, and deliberately temporary. One night it’s a back room behind a bar that smells like spilled beer and sweat. Another night it’s an empty office floor, lights half-working, unlocked just long enough for bodies to collide and then vanish before sunrise.
You can’t request entry. Someone who’s already been inside—five shows minimum—has to vouch for you. Even then, your name might sit on a list for months. Tickets aren’t cheap and never have been. Money keeps the crowd tight, familiar, controllable. Everyone there knows why they came.
The cards are planned, but never predictable. A lean junior match to warm the room. Sometimes Dad vs. Dad—thick bodies, heavy hands, no hurry. Tag teams grinding each other down. Heavyweights to close the night, all mass and pressure, the ring groaning under them. Nothing flashy. No theatrics. Just skin-on-skin contact, holds that linger, strikes that land harder than they’re supposed to. The kind of wrestling that would never survive daylight or regulation.
Some nights the whole card revolves around a single appetite: older against younger, all heavyweights, endless chain bouts, no escape. Every match is for top. No exceptions.
The crowd doesn’t cheer much. Men arrive quiet, watch closer than they should, then file out fast once it’s over. By morning the ring is gone, the room wiped clean, like nothing ever happened. Somewhere else, another door is already being unlocked for the next night.
Dan and Caleb Part 1.
*SOUND ON*
Ringside Review | 1978 | Brighton Pavilion A surprising and, at times, uncomfortable contest tonight between two veterans of the ring. The Golden Greek Christos Apollo, long regarded as one of the most capable and composed wrestlers on the British circuit, found himself decisively beaten by Strongman Sid Watts.
The early rounds were even — rough but technical wrestling from both men. Apollo’s balance, his sharp counters, and that calm ring presence all suggested another steady performance. But early on in the bout, Watts changed the tone entirely. Sensing a weakness around Apollo’s neck and lower back, he went to work with ruthless intent.
From that point on, it was one-way traffic. For five of the eight rounds, the Strongman dominated — grinding, mauling, and punishing his opponent with the efficiency of a man who knew exactly where to hurt him. Twice warned publicly for hair-pulling, Watts seemed to feed off the crowd’s jeers, especially from the passionate Apollo supporters who grew louder as his resistance faded.
By the final minutes, Apollo was fighting on pride alone. Watts could have ended it sooner, but chose instead to make his superiority felt. He was enjoying dishing out the punishment. It wasn’t just a victory — it was a statement. He's coming for the Heavyweight Belt.
Hello. I have followed your posts for a long time.....noticed you stopped posting. Hope all is well with you. Any chance we will see more posts in the future?
Hey man. All is well, thanks! I mostly post on Instagram these days. Same account name. Folks seemed less interested on Tumblr over time :)
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Worldwide. 1980s. Part 6
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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San Francisco 2010. Private members match.
Papi Perez vs Ron Holt.
Here we have a short clip towards the end of this match, with Perez in control and beating down a bloody, exhausted Holt. It was a pretty even match up to the 30 minute mark, until Perez managed to bust Holts forehead open badly after smashing it repeatedly into the side of the ring when when the action spilled out, followed by an absolutely brutal ddt on the concrete floor. From then on Perez took the advantage and continued dishing out the nasty pro punishment, eventually getting the win with a nasty camel sleeper combo at the 55 min mark. He enjoyed goading Holts fans.
Pro Tag Team lovers. Ted (55) and his younger lover and Tag partner Johnny (36) are seen here at the end of their post match interview. Happy they defeated another couple Tag team, in a match set up and filmed by the 'Men Only Wrestling' video production company, famous for its real pro wrestling, for top. Fans are in for a treat when they see this video, as the wrestling was brutal and intense, and post match fucking of the losers was top notch. They get so turned on watching each other dominate other wrestlers.. They cant wait to get back home to 'celebrate' more.
British Pub Pro Wrestling 1950 - 1995. Part 3
Pub and Working Men's Club pro wrestling was popular in the UK. The fights were often long, brutal, bloody affairs, with drunken audiences cheering and jeering and goading the wrestlers to really dish out the pro punishment. Here we have some images from that period.
Security Guard / Bouncer / Doorman Part 2. These men make extra money Pro wrestling. They appear in private pro bouts and videos, as well as working as Pro wrestler escorts.
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HAIR PULLING - Part 6
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.
Security Guard / Bouncer / Doorman Part 1. These men make extra money Pro wrestling. They appear in private pro bouts and videos, as well as working as Pro wrestler escorts.
