Ball Busters 1 - DVD - BG East

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• Studio: BG East
• SKU: 359125

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Cast

Derek DaSilva, Jobe Zander, Reese Wells, Tyrell Thomsen

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Pride Goeth before the Ball... Reese Wells & Jobe Zander Fan response is a hell of a thing. It's a drug for some wrestlers, a source of pride. Jobe's taken his lumps, but the rabid reaction and the heaps of praise for the heft of his "Centerpiece" and the way it consumes the screen, bobbles and bounces as his eager-to-cheat foes relentlessly target it for destruction has been balm enough to soothe his oft-battered balls. But when Reese Wells debuted, the victim of a bulls-eye ball bashing of his own courtesy of an incensed Jonny Firestorm, and the fans gushed over his testicular fortitude, Jobe took to the forum with trademark big mouth boasting: "Opponents attack my huge centerpiece because they are jealous of its size. When wrapped in spandex it becomes fucken art. So they try to destroy it...," adding he'd "make history" if Reese dared step into a ballbash venue with him. The Boss knows a titillating pairing, especially when it's backed with the sort of grudge grounded in such a particularly personal point of pride, AND between a rookie and a veteran. Welcome to the literal Battle of the Bulge! Jobe demands that the young rookie Reese list his resume and then balks that his only previous appearance at BGEast was Ball Bash 1. "Did you have a good time in that match?" Jobe facetiously asks, and Reese's quick, plaintive "No," is an appropriate response to the crotch devastation Firestorm visited on him. Firestorm provides a bridge: Jobe recounts his own encounter on Iron Man 1, although the extent of his memory is "I kicked his ass, a lot" (We suppose his mind shut down around the time Jonny spread his legs around the ropes and relentlessly rearranged his vaunted Centerpiece with a vacuum cleaner hose...) Reese proposes they settle their beef by booking Ball Bash 2. Jobe admits he's "none too fond" of the concept, since "after all, I have a huge fucking target," which, by his reckoning, places him at a substantial disadvantage. A brief biceps pose-off gives Reese instant cred, notably more muscled and cut than in his first appearance. Jobe counters by suggesting they book Iron Man 2 instead, a match with a specific time limit with the winner determined by whoever racks up the most falls. Reese is game, but when he steps forward for a handshake, Jobe reveals the depths of his deception, dropping the unsuspecting hottie with a pumphandle low blow! "I just rung your bell!" Another pumphandle from behind begins this ball assault/pro wrestling epic... The Ultimate Battle of the Bulge! Fists to Reese's rock hard abs have Jobe ringing out his hurting hand even as Reese drops to the mat. A knee makes a better weapon as Jobe drives it in relentlessly. A flailing full nelson renders Reese ripe for a pin with Jobe's hand groping his solid pecs, but Jobe wants more, breaking the pin at 2, lifting Reese's legs and stomping on his ample basket. Bodyblows on the ropes become a crushing crotch claw, and a kick on the rebound after a slingshot is clearly low. A snap DDT and Jobe racks up a flawless first round with the one, two, three. If suffering continuous testicular torment is a good way to hone the imagination, Jobe's the top dog! The moment Reese rises, Jobe pump-handles the young hunk from behind right up between the legs and then presses the advantage literally, climbing on top and grinding the bottom rope into Reese's throat with one boot and assaulting his basket with the other. Tucking Reese's head between his thighs isn't a set up for a powerbomb or a piledriver for Jobe; it's so he can repeatedly drive his fist into Reese's wide open crotch, leading to another pin! But if Jobe thinks Reese is done just because he's beaten his basket into submission, he's got another think comin'! Invoking the law of What's Good for the Goose, Reese retaliates with a pump handle low blow of his own. In typical fashion, Jobe insists on a time out, but Reese's aching orbs block the request. Another pumphandle followed by a picture-perfect dropkick display's Reese's training and spunk, and a rocking DDT of his own earns a wide-legged pin that exaggerates Jobe's shifting Centerpiece. The momentum shifts again, and it's Jobe's turn to torment Reese with a crotch to face headscissors, before pushing him in the corner, propping one leg over the middle rope, and driving home a running knee lift! Repeated ball claws from the front and back inside(!) Reese's trunks are as intimate and aggressive as wrestling gets, until a face sit reverse roll up with a crushing crotch claw raises the standard. Headbutts to balls, knees, punches and kicks: we've never seen two guys take so many blows and keep walking, let alone continue wrestling! Jobe goes for a second side effect, a headlock into a bulldog variation, but Reese digs deep before he can drop the hammer and strips Jobe of his gold trunks down to a black thong hoisting his huge package emblazoned with a bedazzled dollar sign (aka, his everyday underwear). Another momentum shift: a wheelbarrow into an atomic drop bounces Reese into the corner, but when Jobe goes for the running bronco buster, Reese rolls and Jobe's Centerpiece meets the turnbuckle instead! A rough yank into the steel ringpost crotch-first sets Jobe up on the middle turnbuckle for front and rear headscissors. The camera catches Jobe's package in profile and, wow! A second crotch posting is rough, but nothing compared to when Jobe tries to crawl away, his bulging basket lewdly sliding behind him on the mat, and Reese steps on it, and grinds it into the canvas! There are rope riding and ball bashing positions we guarantee you've never seen! The ending is a knock out, the loser's big bulge a fitting tribute to the finale and a undeniable answer to who's the best ball bashee working the biz. Get ready to flinch! Ouch! Hot, Hot, HOT! BJJ Ball Bash - Tyrell Thomson & Derek DaSilva Tyrell's been on a tear since he debuted. He reduced Mitch Colby to a water-logged muscle rag on Wet 'n Wild 3, and his rip 'n strip domination of horse-hung Gil Barrios on Gazebo Grapplers 10 and his utter domination and degredation of naked bodybuilder Braden on Strip Stakes 1 gets credit in the office for reversing the Braden's once-promising career into "mere" jobber muscle for other men to manhandle. Add in his spectacularly chiseled physique and it's no wonder that Tyrell was chosen by The Boss as one of five rookies to watch in the first Wrestler Gallery update on the Arena of this new decade. Derek DaSilva's a tattooed tough with a penchant for pain that amazingly increases when he's on the recieving end. "What the hell's wrong with you?" Tyrell taunts when Derek enters. As far as he's concerned, anyone willing to step on the mats with him is clearly crazy with no regard for his physical well being. Derek stretches, displaying his jujitsu training. "Let me give you a hand," Tyrell volunteers as Derek bridges impressively. He means it literally, driving his gloved fist directly into Derek's vulnerably-exposed basket. But when he doesn't press the advantage, Derek rises and takes him down sambo style. It's BJJ all the way: Derek tries to lock in an early triangle choke; Tyrell counters with bare fists to the ribcage. Shorts don't matter: Derek rips Tyrell's off; Tyrell's happy to return the favor, leaving both hunks in stark white form-fitting undergear briefs. A rear mount by Derek leads to a half choke, but it's a humbling series of slaps to Tyrell's big glutes that raises the stakes. Tyrell flips, counters Derek's guard position with more body punches. but before he realizes what's up, the answer is, "you," as Derek flips him over and climbs on top for a side choke punctuated with pec punches. A face to face armlock has Tyrell in unfamiliar territory: submitting while his opponent exults. Derek rubs it in, ripping off his briefs and leaving Tyrell in a butt-baring thong. Degredation spurs retaliation. Tyrell throws fists to Derek's body, doubling him up. Elbow drops to the back reduces the BJJ effect, rendering Derek ripe for a rear chinlock that brings the boys 1 to 1. Pissed, Tyrell treats Derek to a round of back punching and butt slapping for Derek's earlier attack. But the name of the tape is Ball Bash, and Tyrell digs in deep with a crotch claw that lifts Derek off the mat and forces another submission... Why Wrestle When One Punch Will Do? Derek ain't done, though. He rallies with a side armbar, torquing Tyrell's elbow over the fulcrum of his crotch, that brings the match even again. But after Tyrell taps he takes the easy way out, lifting his hurting arm and bringing down into Derek's balls! A symbolic pin leads to mounted body punching. Derek flips over, only for Tyrell to take his back for a hammerlock/chinlock combo that rolls into a rear bodyscissors. A Heimlich style rear bearhug precedes a traditional bulge to bulge bearhug. And a painfully perfected boston crab, Tyrell actually sitting on Derek's back, grinding his hairy chest into the mat as his body bends in ways it's not meant to, has the tattooed tough submitting vigorously, his voice climbing octaves as his spine explodes. Anyone who's seen Derek's other matches or his outside-BGE action knows it takes a hell of a lot of abuse before he goes down. He retaliates yet again, trapping Tyrell in a rear headscissors, twisting an arm and a leg alternately for added effect, but it's the elbow shots to the crotch that force the "I give!" But the name of the product is "Ball Bash." Why wrestle an opponent into submission when one special target can reduce a man to whimpering mess with one touch? Derek sucks down wind post submission, but an sudden, unexpected elbow drop promptly takes his breath away! Coiled up with his legs in the air, he successfully, if temporarily, blocks immediate follow-up abuse. Tyrell waits until he drops his legs and lowers his guard, and then promptly kicks in him the crotch, once, twice, three times! Clutching at his crown jewels, Derek takes a knee drop that drives his own hand into his vulnerable bulge, taking self-abuse to new heights. Climbing on top, Tyrell dishes out a hard open palm strike that earns the loudest cry yet, and a grinding claw has the hairy-chested hunk choking and sputtering as his toes curl in agony. A harsh elbow to the balls seals the deal, Derek's eye popping reaction leaving no doubt that he felt it. The action is rough, the punishment tough, the bodies, hunky and in Derek's case hairy and the gear tight, sweaty and ultra form-fitting sexy. These two mat studs take it to the extreme!