Gallery 742 Houston Oiler
	Those of you who pop a boner watching cute jobbers take a beating (which is probably everyone who visits this website) will enjoy seeing this handsome cowboy -- Bobby Houston -- in action.  Here he is strutting to the ring in his sexy white cowboy gear.
	Here is Houston taking a beating in the corner from T.J. Mack, who was featured in Gallery 697.
	OOFFF!!   Houston's soft belly is taking repeated elbows and fists from his ripped opponent.  Too bad this baby-face doesn't work out as hard as his rock-hard opponent!
	T.J. Mack gets to his feet and attacks that soft mid-section with some more chops and punches.  If you look close, you can see the poor cowboy is getting a red-belly.
	OUCH!  Those vicious chops have left red welts all over Houston's body and a growing bulge in his white speedo.  I'd say he doesn't wear anything under his wrestling trunks.
Finally Houston gains the upper hand, and drives his black boot into the lean hottie's face about 20 times.
Now he splashes down on T.J. to crush him.  How many fans would be eager to trade places with poor, helpless T.J. Mack at this point?
Houston scoops up Mack and slams him onto his lower back like he's tossing a sack of garbage into the dumpster.
The cowboy has proven that, even though he is cute and wears pure white trunks, he is still a bad-ass and can kick another man's ass.
	Besides white trunks, Bobby Houston also likes to wrestle in shiny gold trunks that reflect the light to highlight every curve and bulge.  Here he bounces to the ring in a cute ring jacket, the required costume for an eager young baby face!
Houston's opponent tonight is this flamboyant homo in the glittering robe and feathered boa:  Chris Idol.  It's nice to see modern Indy wrestlers with an appreciation for the old-school rasslin costumes!
Young Chris Idol climbs the ropes to give all the fans a better view of his smooth body as he peels off his robe.  Is this lean kid really a rough, tough pro-wrestling heel??
Chris Idol, in his dick-hugging blue speedo, and Bobby Houston, looking heavenly in pure gold, prepare to lock up.  Have you ever seen a cuter pair of young grapplers in the ring??
	Houston's body is already glistening from the thick layer of body oil he applied.  Meanwhile, Chris Idol tries to slow him down to gain the upper hand.
	SMACK!!   Houston skies across the ring and drills his lean opponent with a pair of size 10 leather boots to the chin.
	The cowboy follows up with a devastating Atomic Drop, punishing the victim's package which is barely protected in those tight, skimpy briefs.
Houston presses his advantage on the lean young opponent.  He drags his stunned victim back to his feet by the hair for more punishment.
CRACK!!  And delivers another dizzying Drop Kick to the opponent's cute face.  Houston is in a vicious mood tonite, you got to love it!
But Chris Idol is devious and drives his knee into Houston's kidneys to gain the upper hand.  Poor Bobby Houston is on his knees now, begging for mercy.
	"OH GOD!!  Please stop hurting my ribs!!" The bulge grows in his skin-tight gold speedo as he is forced to plead for mercy on his knees from the smaller opponent.
Meanwhile, Chris Idol knows the fans are drooling over the way his blue trunks hug his ass and balls so he dances around and prepares to kick Houston in the face yet again.
GRRR!!   He puts the beefy cowboy's body on display in a sexy Abdominal Stretch.  Houston suffers nicely as sweat and oil run down his body in rivers, soaking his tight gold speedo.
With a cocky grin, Idol increases the pressure, trying to rip his Brokeback cowboy in two pieces.  He places his hand posessively on Houston's hip and bounces up and down to increase the stretch.
	"Now what do you fans think of your big hero??  Do you want to watch him cry like a bitch!!"
	"AHHH!!  He's hurting me here!!   I don't think my body can take much more of this abuse!  This is so humiliating, to lose to a little punk!"
	Chris Idol continues to milk the hold, bending and twisting his opponent for several minutes while the fans grow more and more excited.
Houston howls in pain, like an animal caught in a trap.  He sells the agony of his small opponent's hold, accepting the degrading position of the helpless babyface-in-peril.
The Abdominal punishment continues as Idol plays Bobby's body like an accordion, twisting him up and down, up and down.
I never knew such a cute boy-next-door could behave this viciously in the ring.  He smiles for the camera and increases the pressure on the Ab Stretch.
At last handsome Chris Idol releases the hold and struts around the ring like the cock of the walk, preparing to finish off the beefy cowboy.
He drags Houston to his feet with a handful of his sweaty mop of hair.  What will this sadistic kid do to poor Bobby Houston next??  We can't wait to find out...
	But the stud in the gold speedo surprises his opponent by flipping over his back and trying to roll him onto his back for a pinfall.
	Chris Idol jumps to his feet, but Bobby catches him with a stunning Clothesline.
	Houston is on fire now!  A flying Cross-Body Block drops the smaller man onto the mat for a pinfall.
Clutching his stretched ribs in agony, Bobby Houston is the winner.  The sly ref checks out his smooth, shiny body as he raises his arm in victory.
The fans cheer for their hero and check out his physique as he strolls back to his dressing room covered in sweat and body oil.
	Bobby Houston is ready to play with the big boys now.  He has agreed to rassle the veteran bad-ass, Tracy Smothers, in a brutal cage match.
Here is Tracy showing off his manly body in a black speedo as he prepares to climb into the cage.  How many of you remember Tracy Smothers from when HE was the cute young pretty-boy with the sexy body, his dick on display in a tight speedo??
The fans pull out their cameras as Bobby Houston struts to the ring in his usual bulging gold briefs, wet hair, and shiny body.
I'm not sure if this fan is reaching over to slap Bobby's hand, or to check out whatever is causing those gold trunks to poke out in the front like a tent pole.
The ruthless veteran and the eager rookie prepare to square off.  Many fans are wondering if Bobby is wearing anything under those gold trunks.  If you look close, you'll see he might be wearing a thong for a little extra support.
DING!  DING!!   The bell sounds and the veteran prepares to kick the handsome rookie's cute ass.
	The beefy cowboy aggressively takes control over his young opponent with some chops to the face.  Meanwhile, sweat has begun to form on both wrestlers' bodies.
	But Bobby shows some aggression as well as he traps Smothers in the corner and begins tearing into him like a wild animal.
	Soon Smothers stuns his opponent by spiking his face into the steel cage.  Cage matches are the most painful, violent matches in pro wrestling, which is why they drive the fans wild!
I think the cute rookie's forehead has been lacerated on the mesh fence!  Smothers continues to grind his face without mercy, back and forth across the fencing!
This poor rookie didn't realize he was climbing into the cage with a vicious animal.  And now there is no escape for him as he must endure this ruthless punishment from the beefy veteran!
CRASH!!  Bobby is again driven into the cold steel fence.  His handsome face, soft belly, and bulging package strike the cage as Smothers continues to humiliate and brutalize him.
It's a good thing Houston wore that thong, which at least provides another thin layer of protection between the steel fence and his most vulnerable area.
	Tracy Smothers is simply destroying poor Bobby Houston in there!!  Doesn't Smothers recall the days when he was the handsome young rookie, forced to take public beatings from every cruel veteran in the federation??
Here are some photos of Tracy as a rookie baby-face, from when he teamed up with another young cutie, Steve Armstrong.  They called themselves the "Southern Boys", or the "Young Pistols", both great names for a cute, innocent, clueless, suffering, young Tag Team.
	But now-a-days, Tracy Smothers is the brutal heel, not the flashy young Southern Boy any more.  He slaps on a punishing Abdominal Stretch, similar to the one Chris Idol used on Bobby Houston, and stretches out the rookie's rib-cage.
	Bobby surprises Tracy Smothers by dive-bombing him off the top ropes and pinning him for the victory.  The fans are surprised this cute rookie was able to defeat the tough-as-nails veteran.
Sweat, oil, and a little blood pours down the young cowboy's face and body as he pants for air, trying to recover from the painful cage match.
This cowboy is built like an old-school Pro Wrestler:  a little beefy, not overly muscular, cute but not gorgeous, like a guy you might see mowing his lawn shirtless in your neighborhood.
	Suddenly two of Bobby's enemies sneak into the ring and attack him!  The fat dude in the suit and his shirtless buddy whip Houston across the ring to slam him into the cage again!
	Oh no, Bobby's exposed body is hurt from that impact with the steel cage!  He is helpless now, trapped inside a cage with two bullies who are determined to make him suffer!!
The bell is sounding repeatedly as an exhausted Bobby Houston peels himself off the mat.  He is already worn out from his match with Tracy Smothers, so why are these bastards attacking him??
Finally Tracy Smothers comes to his young opponent's rescue and chases away the attackers.  Smothers is even sweatier than Bobby Houston as the former enemies embrace.
	It must be very hot in the arena, judging from the thick coat of sweat and oil on this stud's beefy body.  He limps back to the locker room clutching his belt and the microphone.
	His gold speedo is even more revealing now that it has been soaked in sweat from his body and Tracy Smother's body.  The fans can barely resist reaching out to grab him.
	Houston takes his time walking around the fans, giving them plenty of time to check out his sweat-soaked body and snap photos of him in the flesh.