Date: Sat, 29 Jul 2000 12:21:00 -0700 (PDT)
From: Naughty Boy <boypride17@yahoo.com>
Subject: Wrestler's Weekend

Below is a story I recently wrote and thought I would
submit.

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Some info before we start:

My Name is Justin, I am 16, dirty blond hair, blue
eyes, 6' 165, semi athletic, smooth and into guys but
very closeted.

My brother had planned a weekend trip with his
girlfriend the same weekend our parents were away,
however her parents were very protective.  As part of
the agreement she had to take her younger brother
Tyler.  My brother made a deal with me that if I let
the brother crash with me and kept low he would give
me a 100 dollars.  I still wasn't sure about the deal
cause I never met the guy and I was planning on some
fun of my own this weekend with the house to myself.

After school on Friday as I am walking home, I hear
this kid yelling at me to wait up.  I turn around and
there he is bags in tow, sweating in the summer heat.
Man this guy was hot...he looked 17, with blue eyes,
brown hair, about 6'2" 180, good build, smooth skin
like a baby's bottom and active.  I quickly grabbed a
bag as he introduced himself...I mean I had never met
him before, and not sure why since my brother and his
sister had been dating for at least 6 months.  It
turns out he goes to a private school out of town.  We
made some small talk and quickly the dead silence was
upon us.  I sighed as we entered the house, thinking
what have I got myself into.

We ordered in some pizza and sat back on the couch
watching movies... through dinner we had really gotten
to know each other and find out that he was a really
cool guy...not to mention good looking.

After the movie...we flipped the TV on and ended up
watching wrestling, as there was nothing else on.
When I was 7, I remembered being really into the WWF
but as time flew by I had less and less time for TV
with the other sports I had taken on.  Soon we were as
rowdy as the guys on the TV, yelling for our favorite
wrestler.  "You like Bret Hart?"  Tyler asks.

"Umm...yeah but I am more of a Shawn Michael's fan,"
mostly cause he's cute I thought to myself. I smiled.
"Oh man, they suck, you want a real wrestler..The
Hardy Boys...now they're awesome.  You should see the
moves they got." He said standing up.

I looked at him, smiling as he got all excited, like a
kid with a new toy.  He put out his hand and said,
"Come on."

I looked at him and said "Huh?"

"I am going to show you how it's done, you have
wrestled before haven't you?" He said with a smile.

"Um yeah a bit in school and when I was a kid, but
none that I would know to beat anyone." I said while
getting up from the couch.

As he cleared some furniture I looked at him like he
was nuts and wondered how I was going to control
myself.

"Okay here, lay down and I will show you how it's
done." He said as I begun to get down on the floor a
little hesitant.  "Okay but don't hurt me."

"Trust me I won't," he said with a wicked smile.

After teaching me a few of the basic moves, we started
to get a bit rough, and full of energy as we started
to sweat.  "Shit man you scratched me!" I shouted as I
could see a clear line down my arm, "Yeah sorry just
hard to wrestle in these clothes.  Hey you got any
baby oil?" I nodded and he told me to get it, he had
an idea to keep us from scratching each other.

When I returned from the bathroom he had laid out his
sleeping bag and had removed his shirt and shorts,
leaving him in his white briefs.  I stopped dead in my
tracks and found myself for once in my life
speechless.  He looked at me and said, "Come on
already let's get going."  I said "To do what?" He
explained that the baby oil would be spread on us and
it would keep us from hurting each other or
scratching, and it would also make wrestling a bit
harder so it would be a better workout.

I took my shirt & socks off but left my shorts on, but
he protested.  "Come on man, we are only guys, no need
to be shy," But still I kept them on.  I handed him
the bottle and watched as he oiled himself down from
neck, arms, chest, stomach, and legs.  I could even
see that some wet his briefs.  As he handed the bottle
back to me I thought over and over in my head "what am
I doing?" yet I went on, oiling myself up for the
match.  His sleeping blanket provided for a slippery
surface yet soft from the floor.

As we continued our match I could not help but get a
major hard on, smelling the soft baby oil all over him
and our hard bodies greased up.  As we finished our
2nd match I went to get up for a drink when he grabbed
the leg of my shorts and yanked them off. "There these
won't get in the way," and with that he squirted me
with some more baby oil.  "Okay now, winner gets a
shower first and the loser has to make breakfast in
the morning." "Why couldn't he have made a better
deal," I thought to myself.  We yanked and struggled
till our bodies were wet with sweat and baby oil which
made us slick.

Grabbing him hard in order to flip him I tore the
waistband from his briefs leaving him barely covered.
I laughed as I said, "I like my pancakes buttered."
With that he in one grab twisted me around sliding me
along the sleeping bag, running my briefs to my knees
where he grabbed them and tore them apart.  "I like my
eggs over easy, Bitch!" He growled. I flipped to my
back so I could quickly kick him off and make a better
defense when my leg slipped on his chest and he landed
right between my legs, cock to cock, throbbing and
slick. He thrusted deeper, "What is he doing I thought
to myself?"  I looked up and noticed his eyes were
closed, biting his lip, sweating dripping from his
forehead.

I bucked my hips forward and managed to swing him off
me, as I moved in for a headlock, his legs wrapped
around my waist and squeezed me in tight.  The more I
resisted the more he pulled me in and the closer I
got.  I felt the heat in my balls and screamed for him
to let me up, "I'm going to cum."  With that he cupped
my balls from underneath and pulled me tighter as I
lost all control and began shoot my hot cum in-between
us, at the same time he let out a gasp and he started
to wiggle between us.  I felt his hot sticky cum shoot
against my stomach and glide down between our bodies.
I lay collapsed between his legs on top of each other
panting.  I lay there satisfied like never before,
unsure what to say when he rolled over raising himself
on his arm, "So I guess we both won huh?"  With that
we both laughed and caught our breath.  I got up to
shower and he followed...but that's another story.

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