Sex Wrestling Fighting Story
Derek paces the
ring like a caged animal. His black singlet appears too small as it attempts to
wrap around Derek�s muscular mass. He has anticipated this match for a couple of
weeks now. Being a part-time employee of a gym gives him state of the art
equipment to strengthen his toned, hard body as well as keys to lock up at
night. He met his new opponent two weeks ago when Bill set up his gym
membership. Although Bill was slightly smaller, Derek immediately noticed that
this guy knew his way around the weight room. During the initial tour of the
facility, Bill showed great interest in the ring. He confessed to Derek that
while he had messed around with guys and �play� wrestled in backyards and dorm
rooms, he never had experienced a genuine ring match. Derek offered the match
for tonight after the gym closed and Bill jumped at the opportunity.
�Man, thanks again for meeting me tonight,� Bill starts as he comes out from the
locker room wearing neon blue Speedos. His smooth muscular stature is tan and
well defined. �This is going to be awesome!�
�Awesome?�
As Bill climbs up into the ring, he replies, �Well, I never had the chance to do
this before. I enjoy watching wrestling on TV, and I always wanted to get in the
ring at least once.�
Derek just leans back stretching against the ropes. �Oh, so now that you have
this �dream� ring match, what are the stakes?�
�The stakes?�
�How do you want this match to go? Rules? Winner? Loser?�
�I guess I never gave that much thought� and Bill startles Derek by reaching
into his trunks to adjust his ample sized pouch.
�Ok, a submission match,� Derek begins. �Best of three. Try to get your opponent
to submit twice to be the winner.�
�And if you submit?�
Derek stands straight up and looks Bill directly in the eyes. As he flexes his
biceps he chuckles, �Who says I�ll submit?�
Immediately, Bill rushes Derek, who automatically slips down to the mat and
extends his right leg tripping Bill. While Bill lays prone facedown on the mat,
Derek quickly rotates over his novice opponent. Hooking his arms from behind and
lifting up Derek begins, �Here, let me help you up.� However, as he lifts from
the front, he begins to sit down on Bill�s lower back. Derek arches Bill�s back
till he is comfortably positioned in a camel clutch and Bill is gritting his
teeth in distress. Derek locks Bill�s arms beneath his legs and cups Bill�s chin
within his hands. Slowly he begins to pull back. After a few seconds he eases up
on the hold only to let Bill rest for a moment before he prolongs the punishment
by pulling back again. Each time he pulls back, he poses the same question,
�Submit?�
Disgraced with being put in a hold so fast, Bill knows he has to maintain the
torture. His back feels like it is on fire every time Derek wrenches backward.
On the Derek�s seventh go, Bill buckles and whimpers out an embarrassing �Yes.�
Derek quickly releases the hold and hops up clapping his hands. Bill lies on the
mat for a moment then slowly rises to meet Derek�s grinning face.
�That�s one,� boasts Derek, as he saunters over to the ropes and begins pulling
the top one to stretch out his massive shoulders and arms.
Infuriated with loosing the first match so quickly, Bill runs up behind Derek
and grabs him in a rear nelson. Derek attempts to shift from side to side, but
Bill locks his fingers behind Derek�s head securing his hold. As Derek strains
and rocks, his ass rubs up against Bill�s crotch. This new position and strange
sensation momentarily confuses Bill, but he quickly pushes Derek into the
turnbuckle. Derek�s chest hits the turnbuckle hard and the impact sends out an
odd metallic smack of muscle hitting padded cables. Bill swiftly runs up
colliding Derek from behind. By pulling the top ropes, Bill slams himself
repetitively into Derek�s back. Each impact brings fleeting contact between
Derek�s ass and Bill�s hardening dick. With the last blow, Bill holds tight
momentarily and presses his full weight against Derek. He takes notice to the
heightened stir within his trunks and allows it to restore his confidence from
the first match.
When the stunned Derek turns around, he is smacked in the chest with Bill�s
strapping right arm. Without delay, Bill hops up on the lower ropes cornering
Derek and proceeds to punch at his challenger�s upper shoulders. Derek leans in
closer to Bill. As Bill moves his punches to Derek�s upper back, he is unaware
that Derek has wrapped his arms around his waist. Instantly, Derek lifts Bill
off the lower ropes and together they both fall onto the mat.
Bill scrambles and rolls to put Derek�s head into a scissor lock. Trapped
between his opponent�s rigid thighs, Derek�s only view is Bill�s grinning face
from behind a swelling bulge of blue Speedos. Bill reaches down and takes
Derek�s head drawing it closer to the enlargement. �Yeah, that looks good, don�t
it?� inquires Bill as he muffles Derek�s response against his crotch. Derek
begins to pry the vice hold with his hands, but Bill tightens his legs and bends
at the waist. Reaching his right arm out, he takes hold of Derek�s crotch and
pulls back against his balls. �Owwww!� moans Derek as he flails his arm between
smacking the canvas and protecting his balls. Every time one of his hands comes
close to his sack, Bill squeezes harder. It did not take Derek long to
understand the non-verbal cues of this hold. Obedience brings discomfort while
struggling intensifies the pain.
�Submit?�
The only reply is Derek�s right hand slapping the mat. He feels he can overcome
his nuts throbbing in Bill�s grasp. �Submit?� Derek looks back over to Bill. He
watches Bill�s own dick suffering to be free from its fabric confines at the
same time as his is imprisoned beneath Bill�s hold. �Submit?� As Derek struggles
to remain focus on overcoming the pain, he starts to brood over Bill�s cock.
Without any thought but Bill�s expanding bulge, Derek again reaches for his own
cock to find pleasure. �Owwww!� screams Derek as Bill pulls a reminder.
�Submit?�
�Yes! Yes, damn it! Let go!�
Confidant, Bill releases his holds and stands up over Derek, who uses both his
hands to massage and position his crotch back into place. �You son-of-a-bitch.
Where did that come from?�
Bill struts about as Derek slowly rises. He lets his swollen dick lead him about
the ring. �I don�t know. I didn�t know I had it in me. I feel like I have an
inferno inside me raging to get out. This ring wrestling is pretty hot, you
know?�
�Yeah, whatever. I see you have added a few new rules,� says Derek as he stands
while watching Bill�s body glisten with sweat. �No worries though. We each got
one apiece. This will be the tie breaker.�
Both guys circle one another in the ring. Derek is amazed at how quickly Bill�s
confidence grew along with his cock. That must be his weakness then, too. Once
they lock up, Derek slips his hold and moves around Bill and pushes him across
the ring. Bill spins about and lets the momentum of the tightened ropes against
his back launch him back toward Derek. To his amazement, he becomes the upset
recipient of Derek�s standing drop kick and falls back into the ropes again
stunned. Derek quickly runs over and punches Bill in the gut. Bill swags down
even further on the ropes as he drapes both arms over the back of the ropes to
keep him from completely falling down. Derek quickly reaches over Bill and pulls
the middle rope up and over Bill�s swaying arms. �What the fuck, man? Turn me
loose?�
�All in due time,� Derek smiles, �when the last one says submit.� Derek reaches
out with both his hands and claws into Bill�s muscular chest.
�Owww! Shit!� Bill kicks his legs about as Derek applies more pressure. Every
time Bill stomps his feet, Derek twists his claws further into his pecs. Soon,
Bill realizes his own rules are being played Derek�s way and slowly stops his
thrashing. Then without warning, Derek loosens his hold and slowly moves his
hands down Bill�s washboard abs.
�What do we have here?� Derek enquires as he slides both his hands down Bill�s
trunks. In one continuous swoop, he pulls the Speedos down to Bill�s feet and
frees a 7-inch cock from its hiding place.
�Dude, pull my trunks back up!� declares Bill as his swollen cock bobs and
bounces between the men.
�Not just yet. Obviously you didn�t understand my response when you had me in
the scissor lock.� Derek reaches down and begins to pull and stroke Bill�s cock.
�It seems to me that the more confident you are, the harder your cock becomes.
Therefore, if we take care of this dick, I can win this match once you are
spent.�
�You�re �uhm�crazy,� breaths Bill as his bound arms prevent interrupting Derek
from playing with his cock.
�We�ll see about that.� Derek backs away and slowly lifts his arms up through
his black singlet. Bit by bit he begins to roll the uniform down and over his
mass of muscles. Once it is down to his knees, he lets it fall to the floor and
steps out. With his right hand he begins to play with his own growing member as
he strolls closer to Bill. His glistening tan body reflects the pleasure he is
giving himself. Bill just watches in harden agony as Derek straddles himself
over Bill and takes both their dicks together in his hands. Bill experiences a
sensation of heated steel as Derek rubs their cocks together.
�Damn, you�re hard,� teases Derek. �You need to shoot that load, don�t you?� As
Derek lowers his tongue to Bill�s right nipple, he hears Bill�s throaty
agreement. After a brief tongue play on his opponent�s chest, Derek raises
himself up and turns his back to Bill. �It seems to me the problem started in
this position.� Derek slowly backup and presses the crack of his ass against
Bill�s raging steel. While the sweat from his back trickles down to lube his
ass, Derek begins to work Bill�s cock up and down against him. Pressing even
further back, Derek clinches his tight glutes and sandwiches Bill between his
cheeks.
While simultaneously flexing his ass and sliding up and down, Derek could feel
Bill�s cock pulsating against him. �Yeah, you like that, don�t you?�
�Man, don�t stop.�
Derek looked back at Bill bound in ultimate ecstasy. �Do you submit?�
�No. Keep going.�
Derek deliberately slows his pace. �Do you submit?�
Bill bucks up against Derek�s ass and moans, �No, man.�
�Ok, let�s see how this will change your mind.� In one abrupt move, Derek slides
down beside Bill and climbs up on the ring�s apron behind him.
�What the fuck?�
�Exactly,� starts Derek as he begins to slide his throbbing cock up against
Bill�s ass. He reaches around and takes hold of Bill�s harden member and strokes
it while rubbing his own against Bill�s ass. Both men become overwhelm with the
mounting sensations they are experiencing. Suddenly, Derek lets go of Bill�s
cock and pushes him forward against the ropes. With his ass more fully exposed,
Bill feels Derek�s thick cock entering him from behind. �Arrrr!�
Derek slows his pace till Bill begins to accept his thick seven inches.
�Submit?�
A shake of the head and a dry raspy rejection is Bill�s only response.
As Derek picked up his pace of bumping his cock deeper into Bill, he reached
around and continues stroking Bill�s cock. Derek watches as Bill�s back swells
with each breath. He is back in control now. �Submit?�
Bill rocks back against Derek�s cock. Derek strokes Bill�s cock faster and
faster until he feels it throbbing for release. Suddenly, Bill slams back hard
against Derek, arching his back as multiple streams of seamen shoot across the
ring. �I submit! Damn, I submit!� Bill cries as Derek fills his ass with a load
of his own.
Slowly, Derek release Bill from all his restraints and watches as his spent
opponent falls onto the ring�s mat. Derek climbs through the ropes and leans
down beside Bill. �You okay, man?�
�Damn, I never knew a ring match could be this wild.�