From: cs360x2a@ducvax.auburn.edu (HASH BROWNS)
Subject: STORY: Balls on the Mat
Date: 18 Apr 91 15:09:38 GMT

BALLS ON THE MAT

        We have seen each other at the gym, the beach and in the locker
room at school. We have never met or talked. We have seen each other in all
states of dress and undress, but we have never touched. We are attracted
each other's muscular builds, the broad shoulders, large well developed
pecs, the bulging biceps, and strong legs. Both of our baskets contain
ample equiptment and we dislay them with pride. At 6' you are taller then
me at 5'10", you weigh 185 pounds to my 165 but are builds are proportional
to our relative sizes. We are also equally handsome, with moustaches and
short hair. One night we are in the same bar, each talking to our own close
friends, but well aware of the other's presence. By chance we both end up
at the bar to order drinks. The crowd closes in, if as by design, we are
pressed tightly together. We smile at each other, but neither speaks. I
notice that you are pleased with our forced meeting and enjoy being in
contact with me.

        I comment, "Boy it sure is crowded in here tonight you can hardly
move!"

        You respond "It sure is, and since it appears that we won't be
going anywhere for a while my name is Bill."

        I smile back and say "I'm Dave, we might as well become better
acquainted." We are both pleased with our successful meeting. Since we are
both quiet and a little shy, neither one of us is really good at cruising

        We wander back to our separate circles of friends but we both keep
a close watch on the other. When most of our friends have drifted off, I
look directly into your eyes and head for the john. Soon I sense your
prescence behind me in line. You wrap your arm around me and allow it to
slip down to my ass. I let my left hand drop, and it quickly finds your
bulging basket. Your balls are huge and your cock hardens, as I stroke your
crotch. As we turn and face each other, you slip your hand into my levis
and grope my stiff dick and hot hairless balls. While we are waiting for a
free urninal, we talk again and find out that we both like to wrestle,
generally no holds barred but also free style. We agree to get together
later that night for a private match of muscle and .... After we relieve
oursevels of several used beers, we return to our friends and excuse
oursevels. When I find out that you don't have a car, I offer to drive you
home.

        In the car we continue to discuss wrestling. When I mention that I
am a member of a local wrestling club and that I have a key to our private
workout room, your eyes light up, and your hand slips between my legs and
cups my basket. I return the grope. We reach our destination, an old
wharehouse in the industrial part of town, hard and ready. We step out of
the car and I unlock the front door. There is only a night light burning
but I know the way to the room where the mat is by heart. As we climb up
the dark stairs, I flip on the light switch, illuminating the mat with a
soft glow. After we reach the top of the stairs, we step over to the
benches and undress each other. When we are stripped to our jocks we
embrace and hold each other in a bear hug. We walk hand in hand to the
center of the mat.

        We assume the referee's position, I am on the bottom, but that will
soon change. When you slap my gut to signal that you are ready to wrestle,
I sit out and escape. Now we are both standing and facing each other. We
close and lock up, each grabbing the back of the other's neck, as we search
for a opening to excicute a take down. I am handycapped because of your
heigth advantage and your longer arms. I attempt to take you down with a
double leg take down but you block me. You grab my right biceps, drop to
one knee, shove your right arm through my crotch and throw me with a
fireman's carry. I fall on my back. You land on top of my chest, your arm
still buried deep in my crotch, your biceps flexing against my jock encased
balls. As I struggle to escape your hold, you flex your biceps even
more. With each squeeze my cock grows harder, as you feel it lengthen, you
realize that I really enjoy having my balls worked on. To throw you off of
me I place my hand over your jock pouch, and with a mighty heave toss you
off. Again we are both standing, but our cocks are straining at the fabric
of our jocks, attempting to poke a hole in the mesh pouches. We lock up
again, this time I take you down, but instead of a fireman's carry I slip
my right arm under your left arm pit and grab your right biceps. I rock you
back and forth several times until you loose your balance then I lift with
my right arm and pull down with my left. Suddenly your feet are off the mat
and you are flying through the air. I drop you on your back and fall across
your chest, you have become the victim of a laterial drop. I snake my left
arm around your neck and lock you in a half nelson, then I manage to join
my hands together and you are locked in a craddle. After you realized that
I have pinned your shoulders to the mat you give in. We both roll around
the mat, just enjoying each other's manly body and scents. We are both
sweating profusely from all the muscle flexing excerise.

        Playfully you rip my jock off, allowing my cock and balls to hang
free. Immediately I hook my fingers into the bottom of your jock pouch
where the leg bands come together and yank your jock off, the waist band
drags across your stiff dick before it springs free. Again we are equal,
equally naked, hot, hung and horny. Sweat is running down our foreheads,
and the hair on our chests is matted and sweat soaked. We resume our
wrestling match by starting on our knees instead of standing. But as we
grapple with each other our sweatly bodies will prevent either of us from
completing many effective holds. We are both trying to gain the advantage
over the other, but each time that it appears that one of us will gain the
upper hand the other escapes and we must start all over again. After
several hours, we are finally getting winded. We wrap our arms around each
other and crush our bodies together in mutual bear hugs.

        When I accidently force my thigh against your balls, you let out a
long sigh. When I look puzzled, and appologize for bumping your balls.

        You reply "Don't stop! I really enjoy it."

        Your balls are much larger than mine and the skin of your sac is
much thicker. You explain that your balls are relatively insensetive to
pain and the fact that you have trouble finding people that understand
this. "The two choices seem to be either some maniac that wants to castrate
me or the other extreem someone who just doesn't understand HOW to play
rough, the results are usually the same, I end up with sore nuts. But you
seem to know what you want and how go get it."

        We start off easy each fondling and caressing the sac that hangs
between our legs. We squeeze and knead each other's balls working them back
and forth in the bag of flesh that contains them. You go down on my fat
stiff dick and take all it in your hot mouth. Your tounge flicks across the
head of my cock stimulating it more as you attempt to suck the juices from
my nuts. Then I twist around and kiss your balls, running my tounge all
over your SAC, tasting and savoring every part of it before I suck your
left nut into my mouth. Your balls are so big that I cannot get both of
them into my mouth at the same time, so you will just have to let me work
on one at a time. When I stop sucking on your balls and take your rigid
pole into my mouth, you exchange my balls for my cock and suck on them. I
suck in my breath and let out a low moan when you have both of my balls in
your mouth at the same time. When I accidently slap your balls, you say to
me "You can pull, chew or squeeze my balls as much as you want, but don't
hit." I say that I'm sorry, but I have to find out what your limits are.

        My fingers find your loose sac and I wrap my fingers tightly around
your low hanging nuts, traping your balls. Slowly I begin to squeeze the
two orbs between my fingers, using the steel talon like grip of my right
hand. Thene I begin to twist your sac, pulling and stretching it to the
limit of its elasticity. Your huge balls are straining for relief from
their confinement even while I am trying to compress them into a smaller
mass with each passing second. The pain is approaching the excruting point,
when I suddenly relax my grip and allow your nuts to spring free, returning
them to their original shape and size. With the sudden release, you almost
pass out as the blood surges into your testicles with the speed and force
of an express train. The blood vessles expand and your balls swell with the
pressure, but your freedom is short lived as my hand clamps shut on your
sac, flattening your nuts again. I pump your balls with my muscular grip,
alternately squeezing and releasing them, like one would use a tennis ball
to develop one's fore arms. With each cycle I increase the pressure, little
by little, until you are begging for me to stop and not bust your
balls. When one hand tires I switch to the other until finally the fingers
in both of my hands starting to cramp from my constant flexing of the
muscles in my fore arms as I ever more brutely massage your balls. I allow
you to regain your breath because your breathing has become heavyer and
heavier with each new squeeze. Then I begin to use my thigh to press and
rub against the thick skin of your abused scrotum. You become estatic as I
force my leg into your crotch and rock my thigh back and forth against your
cock and balls in a sawing motion, trying to separate your right NUT from
the left, while my thigh grates against your rigid dick. Again as my leg
begins to tire I trade off and use the other, until I bring my right knee
up and begin to dig it into your crotch. I use the hard bony point of my
knee to grind your balls even more as I force it deeper into your balls
much like a miner would drill into soild rock seeking a vein of gold. I
begin to slowly grind your balls against your pubic bone, again flattening
them and forcing them apart. While I have your nuts separated with my knee,
I force them against the soft tissue of your sac, stretching it further. I
continue to test the toughness of your gonads, stimulating all of the
nerves in your scrotum and testicles, sending rivers of pleasurable pain
coursing through your body. Your balls are churning with excitement and
seeking to unload the massive load of cum that you have generated and saved
up for this special occasion. You are moaning loudly and your body is
rolling from side to side from the intense stimulation I am inflicting on
your bulging basket. Your head is rolling from side to side as I continue
to grind your balls with my knee and rub my hard muscular thigh against the
tender underside of your rigid cock. I am driving you mad with the intense
pressure that I am applying to your leather sac. Your are nearing the point
of orgasimM, your jock is dripping with precum juices that are flowing in
enough quanity to throughly bathe your cock and balls with the thin
slipperly clear fluid. There is enough to lubericate my thigh and to reduce
the coeficient of friction to near zero, allowing our flesh to slide almost
effortlessly. Quickly I realize that you are about to release that massive
load of cum that is straining to erupt like "OLD FAITHFUL" at Yellow Stone
Park. Your body is spasming with the approaching ultimate relief, when I
suddenly stop administering pleasure to your hard, swollen manhood. I seize
both of your wrists with my hands, locking my fingers tightly around
them. I force your hands away from your joy stick to prevent you from
gaining instant satisfaction, as I slide my body over yours. I press my
hairy, sweaty chest against yours and our nipples grate against each other,
causing them to harden into small vocanoes. As our sweat slickened bodies
slide against each other, our groins meet. Our stiff dicks come in contact
for the first time and the two rigid prongs work against each other
heightening our mutual affection of each other. Our shaved balls bang
together as our hips grind together, cock to cock, balls to balls, and bush
to bush. I slip my rigid cock lower and lower until I drive it into your
scrotum attempting to spear your balls, to impail them with my rigid
tool. Slowly I grind the tip of my battering ram against your sac, smearing
both your juices and mine over the smooth surface, until your balls are
drenched with the slick sticky fluid. As we both seek to release our loads,
I begin to use my stiff dick as a battering ram, pounding it into your
nuts, first the left then the right, left, right, left, right. Again and
again the head of my cock tries to penetrate your scrotum, with each thrust
I massage your two orbs of pleasure, the quivering flesh is restrained by
the thick layer of skin. Soon your whole body is quivering with excitement,
just waiting for the proper moment. Ooohs and aughs escape from your lips
as your body arches. The tension is growing stronger and stronger, I
release your wrists. You wrap your large muscular arms around my back and
clamp our bodies even closer together, almost causing the sweat and jucies
to squirt from between them. Then I stop grinding your balls with my cock
and replace it with my thigh. As we continue to rock back and forth, our
bodies sliding effortlessly against each other, I rub my thigh along side
your cock and press it against your balls. Finally we both have reached the
limits of our restraint, we can no longer contain the ultimate release. Our
cocks erupt with a massive flow of cum, filling every gap between our tight
stomachs, mingling with the sweat and hair. Again and again the waves of
thick white fuild issue from the tips of our cocks. With each new blast,
our balls spasm and contract until they have emptied themsevels and our
sacs have schriveled and contracted tightly against our crotchs. We
continue to clutch each other tightly. Our hands wander aimlessly over each
others body, searching for some part that did not receive its fair share of
attention. Our hands finally slip between our cum drenched bodies, our
fingers worm their way into each others groins. Until they reach the
other's spent balls, with one last heavy squeeze we both fall asleep.