Gay wrestling? Try it out - it's worth it!
You've heard of rings and you've heard of gays. But have you ever wondered what happens when the two come together? The whole thing is honestly pretty awesome. I don't want to put myself out there as a wrestling expert. That would be a lie.
Actually, I went to a trial lesson once, but that was enough for me to be able to say that I'm definitely sticking with it.
But I must also admit that certainly not every gay who tries gay wrestling for the first time has such great luck as I do and can directly put one away. But with me it was like that and I would not want to miss this experience.
Or maybe it's curiosity about the next time that drives me to go again (and again and again)?
Anyway. The following gay wrestling story actually happened to me as I write it here.
Gay wrestling is offered in many cities, ...
... but somehow the topic passed me by for a long time. Recently, when I was cruising again, but told me a guy about it. He raved about how cool it would be if two men's bodies would rub over each other and what exactly that would do to his head cinema.
At some point I was so curious that I looked for offers around gay wrestling in the area. Since I live in a big city, I didn't have to look far. I set out on a Friday evening.
In the room where the men met, it was already neatly to the point ... And I do not mean sex technically. At regular intervals, two guys faced each other and threw themselves on the floor.
If I had a clue about wrestling, I could certainly bombard you with technical terms. But: Here I must disappoint you. I can only tell you about sweaty bodies that have ensured that I already felt a latte in my pants after a few minutes.
At some point, the trainer approached me and I felt caught. "Well, would you like to try?" he asked me.
Actually, I had really planned to join in. But suddenly I was not so sure. "Nooo, today I just look!", I replied. The guy, who had already defeated quite a few men before me in gay wrestling that day, grinned at me from across the room.
Gay wrestling and sex go great together
The complete session lasted a total of three hours. I was not bored in any case. I had enough to see. At some point I noticed how one guy after the other said goodbye. I must have looked a little dreamy when only the trainer, the guy who had beaten everyone (his name was Adrian) and I were left.
"Did you like it? Will you come back next week?" asked Adrian. "Sure!" replied I. I liked the guy. He had steel blue eyes and a good figure.
"Adrian, I have to go!" the coach said. "Will you lock up?"
"Sure thing!" said Adrian, and before I knew it, we were alone. Adrian started his "final round," as he said. So he was working here, too. He put the mats aside, cleaned up the bar and lowered the shutters.
"Are you sure you don't want to?" he asked me when everything was darkened. "No, today was not the right time for gay wrestling, I ...".
"No!" laughed Adrian, "I mean sex."
Everything fell out of my face at that moment. But I also had no time to react, because Adrian already pushed his tongue down my throat. I returned the kiss. What did I have to lose? I had been thinking about nothing but sex for hours and now I was finally going to get my turn ... And with the hottest guy of the day. Bingo!
Adrian grabbed my pants and massaged my cock. He grinned when he noticed it was already hard on its own. "This is what you've been waiting for, isn't it?" he asked. I leaned my head back as he pulled down my pants and sucked my cock.
"Oh yes," I moaned. I took off my top and saw that Adrian did the same. It wasn't long before we were standing naked in front of each other and I thought it was a bit of a shame that all the mats had already been cleared away. However, I also had better things to do than get upset about such trifles.
Adrian knelt in front of me and looked back. "You're the first one to get me laid today," he said. I jerked my cock once or twice more and then stuck it in Adrian. The latter moaned out, "Oh yes, that's exactly how I imagined him."
Adrian was hard IM and hard TO take. He seemed to be just waiting for me to thrust harder and harder. Nothing was too heavy for him. At the same time, he seemed to be a master of self-control. Because: He obviously had absolutely no intention of cumming. A little brought me the whole thing to the brink of despair.
At some point he could no longer. "I'm cumming!" he screamed and shortly after his sperm splashed across the floor. He turned around and took my cock in his mouth. So now it was my turn. I also wanted to make him squirm a little and concentrated not to come too fast. After a few minutes, however, I couldn't take it anymore. I held Adrian's head and moved my hips faster and faster. When he started to work on my ass with his fingers at the same time, it was finally over for me. I came and squirted into his mouth. My cum ran down his face and he grinned at me.
"Are you really coming to gay wrestling again next week?" he asked. Of course I would come ... And maybe he would too.
This is where my story ends. I just don't know what will happen next. Maybe I will use watching gay wrestling over and over again to get hot to go over Adrian afterwards? Maybe we will also manage to get more guys to come to our "After Hour"?
One can still dream, can't one? One thing is for sure, I regret not getting involved with gay wrestling earlier. Some love to watch gay porn to get in the mood. However, I definitely prefer "real life". Because here - thanks to gay wrestling - it's also often particularly action-packed.
Meanwhile, I have also heard that many gays love to organize private gay wrestling parties, especially on the weekends. And also in more and more gay clubs probably program highlights of this kind are offered. I know what I will research in the coming days.