Wrestling is sexy in a gladiator sort of way, but, judging by the wood meter, the sport rates a big zero. In three scenes per tape, men start out wrestling in the corner of a gym, before stripping naked and fucking and sucking their opponents. Though the tape features pairs of venerable porn stars, there is something important missing from nearly all performances. Said another way, this gym is Death-Grip central, the land of mushy-worms. There are brief moments of stiffness and some nice camerawork, but watching these guys desperately attempt to make mountains out of molehills is extremely uncomfortable.