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Match 1: Matt Reid vs. Bulldog Barzini Bulldog--a bulging beast built to brutalize. Intimidated, Matt keeps his distance. "I've been fucking guys like you for so long," Bulldog barks. "You're gonna love it!" But when the beast hits him with the hard clothesline, Matt's expression reflects anything but love. Highflying elbow drops send Matt careening toward a KO, ripe for a pin. But Bulldog pulls him up, shoots him into the corner, and crushes him with a rib-buckling football tackle out of a 3-point stance. Bulldog goes for a second tackle but catches the ringpost instead when Matt dodges. But if Bulldog's brutal when he's happy, wait 'til he's not. Bareknuckled brawling, bodyslams, backbreakers, more: Bulldog's rolling headscissors climaxing with the brute savagely driving Matt's face into the mat over and over while he convulses is the height of wrestling violence. But Bulldog isn't done... Match 2: JJ Hart vs. Matt Justice JJ's blue trunks and white boots recall the much-missed glory days of 80s pro wrestling. Sneering, snarling Jon "Justice" is a black vinyl clad update of the heel ideal. But JJ's no jobber; he's a quick study, taking a page from the heel handbook and raking Justice's eyes before hitting 2 pro-perfect suplexes. A vicious circle: every time Justice pushes the limits of good sportsmanship--chokes on the rope, ball claws--JJ comes back just as hard; and the harder JJ fights, the dirtier Justice gets. Grinding boots to JJ's face and big basket! "See what happens when you shove my face in your crotch?" Indeed! Match 3: Powergunz vs. John Howard Masculinity Overload! Rugged is an understatement: in shades, studded black leather suspenders and stuffed into a T-shirt and straining-at-the-seams jeans that would be baggies on anyone else, handsome big John reeks of masculinity. There aren't many men who'd dream of testing him, but, fortunately, Powergunnz is one. Peeling off the bigger man's leather jacket and getting a glimpse of those hairy pecs, John likes what he sees. In the ring, the bruiserweights go at it hard. Piece by piece, clothes disappear, until the studs are down to jocks. But John has a surprise--adorning his new master in leather before one final round of wrestling leaves them naked and panting. Extensive nipple play, face sitting, nude flexing and cocksucking by an eager-to-please boy.