Wrestling with my conscience

This cheeky-looking chap has featured on here before, but now seems to be engaged in some sort of strange wrestling ritual:

I find him intensely sexy, it has to be said, although here the boys seem to be engaged in something closer to a pietà than a traditional Greco-Roman hold:

I was banging on the other day about Physique Pictorial and Athletic Model Guild, those pioneer pornographers who used wrestling as an excuse to show cute chaps getting physical:

There's something almost abstract about these entwining limbs...

At the end, of course, there is always a victor, and I'm pleased my sexy chum appears to have come out on top:

I was toying with getting tickets to the Olympic Greco-Roman events, but I decided that my pervy fantasies would be much more fun than the sweaty reality.