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Gallery 676 Striking

	This gallery is dedicated to one of the most handsome dudes in Pro Wrestling today: Matt Striker. He's been around the Indy scene for years, but was recently hired by WWE when he was fired from his teaching job for taking sick days to go wrestle.
	With his amazing physique, handsome features, and classic pro gear, Striker is almost too good to be true. He shows off his impressive bicep while flashing his winning smile for his fans.
Wow, the only way to make a stud like Striker look even hotter is to pack him into some tight white trunks! He is pumped up for this match, flexing as he trots to the ring.
Those whitie-tighties cling to his hard body in all the right places. We sure never had stud teachers like this at my school, especially ones that liked to wrestle!!
	Striker's opponent is some lean jobber named Russell Simpson. Since Striker is a "Jobber to the Stars," he will probably be able to defeat this unknown kid, but he normally loses to the more famous wrestlers.
	Striker applies a grinding headlock, flexing his muscles and arching his body for maximum pressure. Clearly the purpose of this match is to show off Striker's power and amazing physique in interesting poses.
The camera zooms in for a closer look at the handsome man's baby blue eyes and perfect teeth. This guy is almost too beautiful to be a wrestler, but check out the power in his biceps!

I'm sure plenty of fans are jealous of Russell Simpson right now, tightly hugged in Striker's embrace. He places his hand on the stud's shoulder to feel the power in his neck and delts.
Simpson scoops up the stronger man and dumps him on the back of his head to stun him. Striker rolls around on the mat suffering in his skimpy white briefs, giving the fans another interesting view of his body.
Simpson drives the point of his elbow into poor Striker's lower back, and the hunk in white lays on the mat groaning in pain. Like most talented "Baby-Faces", Striker is excellent at selling the agony while twisting around in some very exciting poses.

	To give the fans still more suffering to enjoy, Simpson twists Striker's arm around in circles, while the hottie moans in pain.
	Simpson decides to get a bit kinky with his kneeling boy toy. He puts Striker's fingers in his mouth and bites on them for some sadistic pleasure. Striker screams in pain, which is music to the fans' ears.
	The muscle man has suffered enough abuse from this ruthless bad-boy! He gets to his feet and flexes his muscles with anger in his eyes, ready to kick some jobber ass now.
Striker is finished toying with the cruel jobber, and he rolls Simpson up in an interesting 69 position for a pin. The ref counts three and Striker is the winner, as I predicted. (I may be psychic!)

Striker clutches his lower belly down around the waistband of his white underwear, and rises to his knees.
Striker continues to caress his abs and crotch as the ref declares him the winner. Clearly this match has caused him a great deal of pain, but in the end, the pretty-boy was able to win!

	Sweat pours down his perfect body in rivers, soaking his white briefs, as Striker gives the fans one last look at his muscular bronze body.
	Let's take a brief commercial break, then get back to more Striker action. Here is an ad for some male body spray, featuring a muscular dude peeling off his tight t-shirt.
	Once the shirt is finally removed, we see a handsome blond dude with curly hair and a muscular build. He needs to pull up his pants because his underwear is showing on national TV!
Another sweaty young lad with no shirt enters the court to challenge the curly-haired blond to some one-on-one. Don't men primarily watch Pro Wrestling, so why are they showing sexy male bodies covered in sweat to advertise a product intended for males?
As sweat pours off their lean bodies, the gritty bad-boy decides to get rough with the cute blond, whose pants continue to slip lower down his hips.
	The advertisers must figure that Pro Wrestling fans, already excited by all the muscular, sweaty bodies in the ring, will respond to some more shirtless hunks battling in this commercial.
	They haven't really shown or mentioned the product yet, which is some kind of spray perfume for dudes. Wouldn't you think they'd at least describe the product in the commercial so you know exactly what they're selling here??
Another stud decides to peel off his shirt so he can be like all his shirtless buddies in the background. He better remember to put on some sun screen, he's much fairer than the dark dudes behind him!
OK, now they're all shirtless in their white football pants, ready to get down to business. Apparently if you use this body spray, you too can be a ripped, hunky athlete.
	This time the white kid's rival is a gorgeous black stud with long braids, completely covered in glistening sweat. He enters the field and challenges the pretty-boy to a race.
The dudes race up the bleachers as two chicks watch them in complete awe. Who is the better athlete, the shredded brother with the wet black skin, or the handsome blond dude? I guess it doesn't matter since they both use this magical body spray.

The camera lingers on the Greek god standing in victory at the top of the bleachers. Damn, where can I get some of that body spray so I can be just like him?!?
	OK, we're back to muscles in the ring instead of the playground as Rene Dupre strides into the arena waving his Freak Flag in everyone's face. Someone needs to kick this cocky French bastard's ass to teach him some respect for the USA!
	My oh my! As he walks up the steps, his robe opens to reveal an incredible build, bursting out of the tightest little pair of speedos ever in the wrestling ring.
Across the ring, handsome Matt Striker flexes his huge bicep and howls like an animal, ready to break the arrogant Frenchman in two pieces.
	Dupre is clearly not intimidated by Striker's powerful body because his is just as huge and ripped. He peels off his robes as several of the fans faint from excitement.
His facial hair is a bit odd, but damn this Frenchie has the most incredible physique. And you thought French guys were mostly little sissies who wear berets and write poetry all day! He stretches out his arms and dances from side-to-side, bouncing on his toes like a typical French fairy.

Striker gets cocky, also reaching out and dancing around like a sissy to make fun of Dupre. This is probably not a good idea, since pissing off the Frenchman will only result in more pain for poor Striker.
They lock up, and Dupre levels poor Striker with a clothesline, then strangles the handsome American teacher on the middle rope.
Why do French people need to fight dirty and break the rules to win? The ref tries to explain that you can't choke your opponent on the ropes, but Dupre ignores him and drives a knee into the back of Striker's head. Apparently this ref is not bi-lingual.

	Gripping the top rope like a drowning man, Striker gives us one of his suffering poses, arching back and sliding slowly down the ropes. This match is all about the suffering Dupre can milk out of Striker's hot body.
	Poor Striker is dazed! The ropes are the only thing supporting his aching body, but Dupre is not done hurting him yet. The Frenchman has no mercy!
What an arrogant display of domination! Instead of grappling with Striker, Dupre kicks him around with that black boot, controlling the helpless hunk with the bottom of his foot!
Now this is totally degrading, as the arrogant bastard wipes his foot all over Striker's handsome face. What kind of sadistic torture does this evil Frenchman get off on??
Poor Striker is a beaten boy. He can barely peel his tired body off the mat as he presses one hand over his bulging crotch to adjust his balls.
The muscle-man wraps his huge arm around Matt's neck and flexes to punish him. The camera wastes no time zooming in to show the fans the agony etched on his handsome face.

	Dupre's chest and bicep muscles are relentless as he continues to squash Striker's head. I think there's some blood on Striker's lip, he must have bit himself when he was clotheslined earlier.
Wow, Dupre's muscles are bulging out everywhere as poor Striker reacts to the power in this huge arms. Striker is far too handsome to be in this much pain!

I believe Striker is starting to pass out in that deadly embrace. He can't take much more of this punishing vise-lock.

Dupre hoists Striker up by the package to Body-Slam him onto his lower back. Striker crashes down on the mat with a thundering roar. Instead of just laying flat, he thrusts his hips into the air, arching his back and showing off the bulge in his skimpy green trunks.

Dupre tosses Striker out to the floor with a handful of trunks, yanking that green fabric up where the sun don't shine. Striker rolls around on the floor for us, his trunks riding too high for comfort. How degrading!

Wow, what a body on the French Phenom! He watches his victim continuing to roll around in pain on the floor as he decides how to punish Striker next.
Dupre slides under the ropes so he can kick Striker around some more with those leather boots. Striker lays at his French master's feet, cringing in agony from his endless beating.

There is no rest for poor Matt Striker! He doesn't even have time to pry those trunks out of his crack before Dupre attacks him again and tosses him back into the ring by the waistband. That is just humiliating!

Striker suprises Dupre with a Shoulder-Block, knocking the Frenchman on his ass. The fans cheer for their American hero as he prepares to jump off the ropes to flatten his opponent.

	Standing on the ropes, Striker does his Superfly Snuka impression, complete with skimpy trunks and muscular bronze body.
The dare-devil sails off the ropes like Tarzan swinging from vine to vine. He better be careful about those wedged-up trunks, because I think he is about to pop out on live TV!

Their hard bodies crash together. Dupre embraces his opponent as they crash down to the mat together, chest to chest.
Matt lays on his opponent trying for a pin, but Dupre kicks out on the count of two.

	Dupre is angry and ready to finish off this handsome American. He slaps on a Cobra Clutch, weakening the opponent by shaking him around like a dog playing with a stuffed toy.
	Next Dupre lifts the stud and slams him onto his back. He mounts his victim for the pinfall in a very suggestive position.
Striker is stunned, unable to resist Dupre's advances. The ref calls for the bell, and this match is over.
Rene struts around the ring in his ball-hugging black speedo, giving the fans a nice view as he celebrates his victory over the American teacher.

Can anyone defeat this obnoxious French muscle-man and teach him some proper respect for America!?! Maybe he is just too strong for any American to over-power. Matt Stryker was certainly no match for him.