Travis and Francisco haven’t wrestled since their school days. Francisco’s been bulking up and packing on muscle—Travis notices, but being the cocky, trash-talking jock he is, he can’t resist a jab: “It’s a good start.” Francisco fires back without missing a beat: “It’s enough to kick your ass.”

Travis takes early control and never lets up. He locks in a tight, taunting bodyscissor, then shifts into a humiliating schoolboy pin. From there, Francisco finds himself trapped in a face-to-crotch headscissor—Travis grinning, Francisco nose-deep in his opponent’s bulge. “Take a whiff, they smell good,” Travis taunts.

The shredded model slaps on another bodyscissor and makes Francisco feel the abs doing the crushing. Travis is cocky, dominant, and ruthless—reminding his old schoolmate exactly how things used to be. Francisco tries to fight back, but the gap is wide.

Travis gets even more creative, using a support pole in the room as leverage to apply a standing figure-four headscissor—flexing hard, showing off every inch of his perfect physique. Francisco, already broken down, is made to muscle worship the very body that’s putting him in his place: arms, abs, pecs.

TOTAL RUN-TIME: 31 minutes, 8 seconds