#im sorry about the quality of these but jesus christ they would not scan for the life for me

[blowflyfag]

WRESTLING SCENE Presents RINGSIDE : November 1983

ADRIAN STREET: Not Just Another Pretty Face

“The Exotic One,” Adrian Street has been a sensation since arriving in America. The man with the wild look has proven to be not just another pretty face.

By Jack O’Shea

It’s often been said that looks can be deceiving and this expression certainly fits “The Exotic One,” Adrian Street. When his well coiffeured locks and his impeccable clothes and make-up, one just would never get the impression that “The Exotic One” competes in the rough and tough world of professional wrestling. But after seeing this sensation in action one can easily see that he is indeed a very good professional wrestler. 

Street has held the Middleweight Championship of Europe, The Lightheavyweight championship of Europe and the European Tag Team championship while competing in the “Motherland.” After literally controlling Europe Adrian Street decided to take his act to the United States and the “Exotic One” has been the talk of the country ever since.

[The Exotic One, Adrian Street, looks in his mirror admiringly.]

“I felt it was about time to let the world in on my fabulous talents,” Adrian confessed while sunning himself in Florida. “For so long I had been the toast of England and I knew that it was time to conquer America. Every since I’ve been here I have taken the world by storm. First I conquered California. There I won the Americas title and the Americas tag team title with the equally fabulous Timothy Flowers III. Then I traveled to Tennessee, and boy oh boy, did i drive those country folks wild! While there I did quite a bit of bodily harm on the superstiff, Bill Dundee. From there I traveled to Florida and as you can see I have once again taken over. If you still have any doubts, first check Dusty Rhodes’ scalp. In my trophy room I have a nice lock of his hair That will show him not to mess with Adrian Street.

[Adrian Street makes his way to the ring followed by J.J. Dillion.

Adrian Street sends Barry Windham reeling.]

It seems that not only Dusty Rhodes but also Blackjack Mulligan, Barry Windham, and Mike Graham have been waging war against the “Exotic One.” To help him combat these forces of “evil,” Adrian’s manager, J.J. Dillion, hired Elijah Akeem to keep his eye on Adrian. Akeem is Adrian Street’s personal bodyguard. He escorts the “Exotic One” to the ring and is always around in case someone might try to ruffle Adrian’s hair or cause any other serious problems. Since Akeem has joined Adrian’s entourage, not too many people have been messing around with the “Exotic One.” Who would have when you have a 6’6”, 320 pound brute ready to hump in at the first outbreak of trouble.

[Elijah Ajeem removed the handcuffs from Adrian Street as Miss Linda stands by.]

But who is Elijah Akeem and how did he get to be Adrian Street’s personal bodyguard? Dusty Rhodes has the answer: “Can you imagine what the boys on the south side of Chicaho are saying today about old Leroy Brown? Just because J.J. Dillion done bought him some funk jewelry and stuffed him in a three piece suit don’t change him one bit. Mr. Elijah Akeem is still the same old jive turkey that he was the day they found him in a pool hall in Chicago only today Sweet Adrian has helped him come out of the closet.”

[Adrian Street shows off his physique.

Adrian Street grabs Barry Windham around the neck and pounds away.]

Besides Dillion and Akeem, there is yet another pretty face in Adrian Street’s entourage and she’s known as Miss Linda. Actually, Miss Linda has been with Adrian Street since his days in merry old England. Although the two aren’t linked romantically, Miss Linda has been his constant companion for quite a number of years. “Adrian is a very warm, kind hearted and understanding person,” Miss Linda said recently. “He never mistreats or abuses me and he is very generous and considerate too. I feel that it is an honor and privilege to serve him. I help him prepare for his match, accompany him to the ring and assist in removing his outer garments. Once the matches are complete, I see to it that his wardrobe is in order and all of his basic needs are taken care of.” It sounds as if everyone could use the kind of assistance that Miss Linda supplies. 

Actually Rhodes, Mulligan, Windham and Graham even appear to be a little jealous over all of the attention that Miss Linda gives to Adrian. “I just can’t see what Miss Linda is doing wasting her valuable time with a stiff like that,” Dusty lamented. “She should be going around with a real man. I could take her to the best little honky tonks this side of the Rio Grande and show her how to have real good time, Texas style, if you know what I mean.”

[“The Exotic One” grabs Terry Allen by the head.]

But Miss Linda has no plans of leaving her man and taking up with anybody, especially Dusty Rhodes. “In all of our travels,” Miss Linda stated, “I’ve never run across anyone as rough or as crude as your American Dream. If that’s the way all Americans act then I surely can see why so many American women go wild for our English rock-n-roll stars.” Poor old Dusty will just have to clean up his act before he could ever stand half a chance with Miss Linda. 

[“The Exotic One,” Adrian Street in all his splendor.]

“Right now I feel that I am slumming,” Adrian confessed. “This time of year I’m usually on the south of France enjoying the good life. This is what I am accustomed to, not your run of the mill five and dime stores, your Seven-Elevens and these tacky Taco Bells. Before coming to America I had no idea whatsoever that this country was so backwards. My stay here has totally been an education for me. I know now how the other half lives and it’s sad to say but I actually feel sorry for the hayseed cowboys like Blackjack Mulligan, Barry Windham, Dusty Rhodes and Ron Bass. These people do not know what the good life is all about! They know nothing at all about the theater, the arts, museums, shows, concerts, ballets, recital halls. These merely are some of the things that people with culture learn at a young age in England. This is part of our upbringing, part of our way of life and from what I’ve seen of America it is sorely lacking in cultural events such as these.“

Whenever anyone talks about Adrian Street the only thing that is mentioned is his exotic “look.” Very rarely does anyone ever mention his wrestling ability. Actually, Adrian Street is a very good wrestler. He has a sound fundamental approach to the sport and if you look behind his wild get-up you just may see that Adrian Street is a remarkable wrestler, “I learned the sport is wrestling at an early age,” Adrian confessed. “Wrestling is an art and I am an artist. I know how to preform every move imaginable and then some. I have so many pinning techniques at my disposal that you just never know what to expect next from me when I go stepping through these ropes. I expect to be in America for a very long time, and fans across the country be on the lookout for the Exotic One for soon I will appear in your area too!”

From what we have see if Adrian Street since his arrival in America, it is definite that the man is leaving his mark on the wrestling scene. With his fantastic move and wild mannerisms Adrian Street has proven to be a tremendous athlete, not just another pretty face. 

[thinger-strang]

okay okay centerfold au (like....the song by the j geils band) where billy mas moved out and away from hawkins (he hasnt quite made it to california yet, hes not ready) and hes starting to let himself be gay and think gay thoughts and ya know indulge himself every so often

which obviously means he picks up a magazine from the back corner of the corner store he frequents

he does for something a little tamer, maybe throws in a few playboys just because hes nervous (which doesnt even matter because the cashier doesnt even spare the covers a glance once scanned)

gets home and eagerly flips through it, feeling excited that he can have gay porn out in the open in his living room without fearing for his life

hes mostly just idly looking through it, folding down a few corners of pages he'll revisit when hes in the mood, just kinda reveling in the freedom of it

until

he flips to the centerfold, the showcase, the main event and it's–

"steve?"

billy fucking drops the entire magazine, it lays open, teasing billy with those big brown eyes and tantalizing moles

its a good shot honestly, pretty tasteful, definitely not modest, but billy can appreciate the artful quality

of course not in this moment, in this moment billy is panicking?

who the hell told steve harrington he was allowed to do that?

billy finds himself staring at the photo; steve as the centerpiece, draped across several laps, being groped by way too many hands for billy's liking, steve's got a half hard cock in one hand, the other possessively wrapped around the thigh of a man standing next to him, everyone's sweaty and there's splatters of something all over everyone, and there's hard and soft dicks and muscular legs and soft bellies and flexing muscles but only one face

steve stares at the camera–at billy–with an enticing stare that seems to ask "what are you waiting for?" and the barest hint of a tongue pokes out–

billy cant look away but wants to tear his gaze away to anything else, he wants to memorize the page, he wants to burn it, he wants to frame it, he wishes it never existed, he wants to be in that room

billy thought he was over this silly crush on straight boy steve but heres he is, gripping another man's cock, letting another man's cock rest on his leg, letting other men hold him and touch him

it might be fine if billy hadn't seen steve in years, hadn't seen steve since he left that fucking hellhole behind but no, no!

steve harrington, the man who happened to be the centerfold of the one single gay magazine billy happened to pick up, was his upstairs neighbor

///

billy stares at the ground as he stops to get his mail, hoping, praying, that he'll be lucky and not run into anyone on his way home

prayers not answered

"hey billy, i haven't seen you in a while, you doin' okay?" steve asks cheerfully as he wiggles his own mailbox open.

"yup, doing just fine, thanks for asking" billy slams his box shut and hurries to the elevator without running and jabs the close door button a hundred million times

"woah hang on, hold the door!" steve calls after him, juggling his mail and his groceries that billy somehow didn't notice

steve makes it

fuck

steve's blabbering on about.... something, billy can't hear a word he's saying, he focusing on thinking about anything other than–

sweaty

magazine

dick

nude

moles

dick

dick

dick

billy is begging for any thought, anything, to cross his mind, anything but that stupid centerfold

"hey are you sure you're okay?" steve asks in a far too nice voice

"i told you i'm fine, please just leave me alone?" billy grits out

"i thought we were past all that" steve says in a sad voice

billy sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose

"we are, i'm just having an off day, got this killer headache ya know?" he lies through his teeth

"oh okay, gotcha, i'll be quiet" steve mimes zipping up his mouth

why is that worse why is that hot?

it's billy's floor and he can't get into his apartment fast enough

pulls out his dick and jerks it a few times before cumming right there in his kitchen floor

///

things don't get better

at all

billy avoids steve like the plague, which it wasn't like hung out on the regular, but theyd chit chat in the elevator or say hi when passing each other

so it was just awkward when billy would see steve in the hallway and immediately turn the other way

so it's not that surprising to wake up on a saturday morning to angry pounding on his door

"i'm coming, i'm coming, hold your fucking horses" billy grumbles as he pulls on a shirt and walks to the door

yanks it open to find a grumpy steve with his hands on his hips

"what gives hargrove? you said we were fine yet avoid me any time we so much as make eye contact? did i do something?"

billy has not had enough sleep to handle this conversation

"no you didn't do anything, it's kinda hard to explain just–" billy opens up his door to invite steve in

steve shoulders past billy and plops onto the couch

"coffee?" billy asks as he rubs his eyes

"im good" steve bites out

great

billy rolls his eyes and gets busy making himself a pot, trying to figure out how to say this, what to even say that would make this remotely okay

"oh my god" steve gasps

"what?" billy groans

he turns around and sees steve holding the magazine, clutching it really, something close to horror drawn all over his face

billy left it out on the coffee table as some sort of sick twisted 'fuck you' to neil

"shit shit SHIT i can explain–"

"no no i get it, um... i think i'm going to go, just... yeah i'm sorry i'll just–"

and with that steve was gone

///

this is worse, so so so very much worse

they either need to talk about it or billy needs to fucking find a new apartment

billy comes home after a long day at work to find steve knocking at his door

"hey–"

"jesus christ you scared me!" steve jumps into the wall

"sorry i kinda... snuck up on you, what are you doing at my door?" billy adjusts his backpack

"i, um... i wanted to explain? or talk? i get why you were avoiding me, i honestly forgot that came out this month" steve is twelve shades of the prettiest blush billy has ever seen

"hang on, let's go inside, i don't really wanna talk about this in the hallway"

steve's shoulders relax and he pressed himself into the wall to let billy open his door

steve sits awkwardly on the couch as billy hang up his bag and jacket and starts taking off his boots

"i... don't really know where to start" steve chews on his bottom lip and fidgits with his fingers

"i'm gay" billy blurts out

"what?" steve laughs

"i mean, i have a gay porn magazine, you're all nervous, i figured i'd break the ice?" billy shrugs

steve laughs and looks ten times lighter

"those pictures are older, i did them to help pay some bills while i was inbetween jobs, it was for a smaller thing, a blog or something, i dunno, it payed good so i said yes, i was desperate"

steve tuns his hands through his hair and breathes

"the guy who took the pictures asked if i'd be okay with him selling them to a bigger magazine, he said i'd get half the profits so i said yes"

steve shrugs and looks out the window

"so you just... did it for the money?" billy asks

"yes and no, i'm gay–well not gay, i'm bi but i'm... into dudes and all that, but mostly just to pay the bills"

steve finally meets billy's gaze with an almost scared look but more of a 'what are you gunna do about it' look

a lot like the one in the magazine

"that's cool, pretty brave too" billy says casually and leans back into his chair

"yeah... i'm kinda scared my job is going to find out that my dick is all over a magazine" steve laughs nervously

"you'll be fine, if it helps, you'd make a killing as a porno model"

billy grins wickedly in steve's direction

steve tries to smile back but it turns into a grimace

"i don't think it's weird, by the way... and while i don't think my crush on you from high school has quite gone away, i'm not going to like, make a move ot try to do anything" billy nudges steve's toe with his own

"okay" steve smiles for real this time

"okay" billy smiles back

"you really had a crush on me in high school?" steve smirks

"oh god, yeah, it was so bad, i didn't know what to do so i was just... an ass!" billy laughs

steve laughs along too and it's just comfortable, more comfortable than they've been ever

"do you wanna go get dinner?" steve smiles lopsidedly

"what!"

"like a date, do you want to go on a date with me?"

"it won't be weird?" billy asks earnestly

"not unless you make it weird"

billy grins and stands

"then let's go on a date!" he hold out his hand an hauls steve up

///

they're walking in comfortable silence, bumping into each other's shoulders, trying to make the other drop their left over box

they get to billy's door and kean against it, very much in each other's space

"you wanna know a secret?" steve asks with a mischievous glint in his eye

"sure"

"i had a crush on you in high school too" steve smiles and rests his forehead against billy's

"oh yeah!" billy leans into steve's touch, their noses bumping

"hell yeah" steve closes the distance and presses a soft kiss into billy's lips

[the-firebird69]

USS Jupiter was the Olympic and now is raised once again, and back in service for us after the Japs grabbed it and outfitted her with Zeros.  they lost the battle, to the Arachnid who flew over with the high caliber weapons meant for them.  they stole tons of it about half which is a lot scanned it all, re scanned and check upon loading. Zig the Enterprise sits in its watery grave. nobody came for her so we raiser her and use your own vs you. and I have just the thing will sting them with it. Zig time is valuable but he wanted to use it it failed.  we roll on it and sail towardsyou now. hugre rail guns attached. and upon thinking about it, he wants the Rescue Rangers onboard the Olympic...we think it is funny then not so wedo that now, hoping Bitol can protect her soon Zig I can and will we left this am.  no fanfare as they wanted he finally pulle d up.  we saw it too, his idea worked, the slabs went up a bit, then down, and in and hid and we left, then out, tons of room huge sections he lifted with one of his Kraken, and it is massive, how it got there I don't know, went in a tunnel like a spear. and I know.  and it was gone, as soon as it arrived. off to duty. huge with us is how many come with it.  a few spotters, and that is all no an Army of them watching for devices and more.  tons of them.  eroded away the whole town in minutes.  and then back towork off the wall soon and it will be over, no a huge ontingent arrives in massive ships.  yes. Bitol don't count yourself out Bitol, the ship coming for you to protect is our namesake and mine.  it is loaded with friends who need to beam out or other, get lifted sorry, and will be by a multinational Olympian crew of full blown demons soon. but the ship is what is important.  it is a milestone and Is our history and my doing Zues thank God it is huge your rescue rangrs a God send and son thye leave yes. Bitol to animal planet yes and it was my name of the planet ages ago, don't want any confusion there.  oh Hera this weekend,hmm animal planet no that sounds odd.... Zues hahahaha lol forgot then oh my what is that like the Japense guy says and we laugh you two done fighting jesus our ship  for jesus Christ sake Hera and we laugh ohhh animal planet um well what is that ….oh yeah nah.  and it is funny he is there now Posiden hahaha this is  ariot you want to protect a ship full of animals and rusted out crappy non flying now planes, for what??? ok we see for what they arrive. the masses. to see the ship off again...and sink her.  Khan did ok.  didn't expect itback so soon and it is alit with torches and welders and engine crews and tons of gas and oxy acetaline and mooringlines to supply ships full of fuel and all manners of transports to bring the small supped up jets and ordinance.... and we hear this y ou rat from himand them we see her anyways which the prob don't.  we get it you do but we see you don't.  and y ou scan now and we are on the prowl fo you Uriel wow this is togetherness we all rat all day out loud on each other.  to bad im not there I would be rattedout, wait, dialy at the car repair place.  it works though. and he mounts some huge cannons on his ship the work well, better htan lasers so he goes to town on lasers, easier lighter faster to make, and the  beam is pure light and strong and hisses...it is his particle beam with lightning, his namesake.  and we like it it is crackling with energy, so much it provides energy to the ship when discharged, other weapons powered by it. it is hugely successful now.  firing at full power brings a massive bang on Earth like a nuke about ten mt.  and it is a huge bang. tons ob buildings fall. old ships retained due to numbers of illegal vessels.  we need it and horizon is the game....and it was seen in the superman movie so we listend heard it wooden ships and so on.  so we roll on that today. we see you gather y our ships, ot too many only a billion small vessels we know you can muster more. so we wonder where you make them.  huge yards near shore now.  massive.  and they are loading up with other stuff to than nkes like bags of food and so on.  to live where. we get this your off to somewhere, and here too, off th east.  we look around.  nowhere to go we know of.  they look back sorry cant say.  and head out.  kidnpping imminent he says this is a sign.  they will try to forge a path too using ours and me. we get it lets stay tuned. we will ready the ships.  but we see your point.  they gather in what form.  well ships line the waters.  and more are coming.  millions.  and millions.  bout ten million a country.  huge vessels too.  to float away we think not.  and we get it we are close they state nothing through nothing there.  and we wonder what it is.  lasers mb and look. nope.  so we wait. they look directly at us you should know what this is.  we feed your Kaiju and tke one.  and they have mutagen onboard we saw it. so we ask you what to do. he says food ppl bombs mutagen.  take it all if we have time, wewill and boats. of any quality the rest trash for bombs etc. we will. and most are trash.  some bombs. food is useless and mutagen low quality.  so we trahs most of it shortly.  they look dismayed. and we don't care do we. wedo but are moreso angry that thy do that afte they started war with us.   tried trashing us all and expect any reaction but death.sowe see it is true we want them gone, and they wonder why and so on.  bombs meant for us and food for some island.  we see why, oh they suck te islands.  sowe go there. and we warn them they don't listen.  we need those for us yes caa yes we use equipment t monitor te seas so thy mount an attack on our small island lookouts Zues we see you and me now them Thor we see you boht and it is islands they want to see us.  so we say we are cloaked. they say they can see us we say so what you cantstop us we infiltrate we say no you suck at it. and we hear it over and over. so we attack them now, Bitol is out and furious.  so we let him hit those here. and h e likes it.  we hit them now.  and hit hard...furious I am and now I have my gun back in my hands, have others but this was held here and we know what you did, the guns are great..powerful and huge.  we use that too your plasma lightning what a creative genius my boy is my boy.... Bitol yes my Father you came all the way in to help me and your are him too.  Zues

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