Back in the mid-80’s, I got into the Killer Bees tag team– Jumpin’ Jim Brunzell and B. Brian Blair. They were the Baby-Face hero team of their day. I thought they were a couple of lookers and I dug those thick, tan, hairless bods.
The Bees were not the typical 1980’s Muscle Freaks, and I appreciated that they were built compact and cute, even a bit chubby — especially Brunzell. I loved seeing their bellies hanging out proudly over their trunks, like seeing your uncle strut around the living room in his briefs.
In the old Wrestling Arsenal archives, I created two galleries in praise of my favorite Tag Team from my horny high school days — Killer Bees vs the beefy, bearded Power Twins (Gallery 721 posted 6/11/2006) and Killer Bees vs. their arch-enemies, the Hart Foundation (Gallery 373 posted over a decade ago on 3/21/2004). The Harts always beat the hell out of the Bees, and I loved that both teams wore matching gear — the Bees in their horizontal stripes and the Harts in flamboyant pink.
Today I want to show off a Match Mashup I edited and uploaded to YouTube featuring the Bees — who just never could seem to secure a victory — again in the ring with their hated Harts. This is a different match than the one mentioned above in Gallery 373…
The match opens with big hairy Neidhart lowering the straps on his singlet to expose his spectacular, massive chest. He must crave getting topless with the Killer Bees, to feel that intoxicating skin-on-skin contact, so he keeps those black straps hanging down, slapping around his hips and ass, for the remainder of the match.
For the first couple minutes, the Bees take turns fucking around with Bret Hart’s legs, each grabbing an ankle to split his crotch open, grapevining their legs around his, and even a Figure Four Leglock by Blair! I slow it down to savor the impressive legwork while zooming in tight on their entangled legs (and those ass-hugging black-and-yellow trunks the Bees are renowned for.)
But at 2:33 into the fight, Neidhart stomps on B. Brian Blair’s chest to break up his Figure Four Leglock, and poor Blair never recovers. The Harts just utterly torture the Bee for like 5 minutes straight. They molest him in their corner, Back-Breaker him over a knee, and kick and stomp his gut. The climax of his rough abuse occurs at 5:51 when Neidhart (his chest and stomach still exposed with his singlet straps lowered) takes Blair in a tight Bearhug. I prolong the hold with some slow-motion, keeping Blair in Neidhart’s rib-crushing embrace for as long as Blair and I can handle it.
So check it out — I won’t spoil the ending or list all of my video tricks. Maybe I should stop writing about it and just let the video speak for itself…