Fighting and Fucking

I hold that the two instincts come together. In our psychosexual makeup, fighting and fucking go together like ... sex and violence. BG East's new Babyface Brawl X goes the distance to illustrate the point. Be prepared for something different. From its epic length to its explicit eroticism, BBX goes beyond the usual boundaries of homoerotic wrestling video. The good news is that Ty Alexander and Drake Marcos do not make the mistake of sacrificing the fight quotient for the sake of the sex quotient, or vice versa. The great news is that this is smokin' hot stuff.

I'm about to give away a few things that perhaps I shouldn't, so skip this paragraph if you prefer surprises, and the most intriguing aspects of this match are its surprises. Nevertheless, I don't think I'm saying anything that should spoil anyone's enjoyment of the match. Whereas most erotic wrestling videos tease us with innuendo, BBX goes for the full monty. The setup is typical "sex fight" titillation--the dispute is purportedly over ownership of a pair of wrestling trunks. As expected, trunks get pulled off, get used as weapons, there's kissing. That "trunks" are a metaphor for cock is a typical wrestling trope, even in mainstream professional wrestling on TV. After Ty and Drake settle the trunks dispute--and that takes a while--the brawl continues, this time with cock explicitly the center of attention for the wrestlers, for the camera, and for us onlookers. There's no need to read between the lines. In easily 90 percent of homoerotic wrestling we are given the same wink and nod: after an intense contest, the winner carries the loser away from the mat or ring and the door closes behind them. We are left to imagine the rest as the credits roll. In BBX we get the same thing. Only this time, after the door closes, the camera lingers on the closed door, then unexpectedly cuts to Ty and Drake rolling in the sack, with Skrapper and Kid Vicious sexing up the TV screen at the foot of the bed (a scene from the iconic Sexy Showdown 5: Florida Fun). The sex play gets real and wrestling holds get reinterpreted as sexual positions. I expected BGE to cut the scene short. But no. The sex quotient is not shortchanged, nor is it segregated from the brawl: the two are one and the same.

Drake and Ty are neither big brutes nor fitness model pin-ups. They are regular guys, regular horny guys, to be specific, and they fog up my glasses in this match. The contrasts in their physiques (Drake slim, pale, and hairy; Ty fleshy, tan, and smooth) make their struggle sexier. The fight is so evenly matched that, after about fifteen minutes, distinctions like who's heel and who's babyface or who's top and who's bottom become as irrelevant as which chopstick is the fork. (They are both babyfaces, hence the title of the video.) The chemistry between these two is about as perfect as it's ever going to be. The wrestling is both foreplay and the main event. Sex is not the outcome of the contest; it IS the contest. I'd categorize BBX as "unmissable." It is the new wave of homoerotic wrestling ... beyond the closed door, beyond the wink and nod, and beyond the tease. Ty, Drake, and BG East have presented us wrestling kinksters with a rare and beautiful gift.