Date: Fri, 28 Apr 2017 17:10:50 -0400
From: ozorli65@aol.com
Subject: Wrestler Daddy

This is a fictional tale of a hot daddy type wrestler from the 80s

Arn Anderson was the epitome of a daddy type.

Big beefy, bearded and hairy.

He was one of those men that just gets a young gay boys loins boiling over.

This story doesnt make the assumptions that he would partake of

A gay experience. But one could only hope..

Enjoy.......

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Wrestler Daddy



I wanna tell you of a tale when I was much younger. Just out of my teens
and trying to get there on my own. I was ambitious and started working at a
place that paid well for the time. So I was able to get out of moms house
early.

I was 17 and moved into a studio apartment in the downtown area. It was a
cool place. But it also affordedme something I couldn't do in my mother's
house. Be me.

See I am a gay male and come from a Latin upbringing. Homosexuality is
Satan's work was all the church would say when I was a kid. So when I could
get outta that Bible banging house, I did.

Needless to say I could get out and be me.

I had always been a wrestling fan, ever since I was a kid. But I lived it
for the. Different reasons my older brother liked it. He was all about the
theatre and spectacle of it. I was more into hot hunky men in tights
grabbing at each other. What could a young gay boy want more. I had several
favorites in the squared circle.

But when I saw Arn Anderson, my young loins went on fire. This big hunky
bear of a man was what I later realized was what was my perfect man. I
would watch all matches. But it was when he was on that I studied the match
intensely. Moreover I studied ever inch of this big daddy man. He was 6ft
1, and as for mentioned hairy. But it was perfectly covering just the right
spots n him. Chest, arms, legs and face. That burly daddy beard he sported
gave me a Woodie when I saw him. His big meaty chest had me almost diving
for the TV screen asa young teen.

"Wow" I would say to myself every time I saw him.

"He is a hot man"

My lust for the big daddy Arn was so, that I would go out and by wrestling
magazines if and only he was in them when I was younger.  So long as there
was a picture of the beefy stud.

"Wish I could touch him" I said as I held one of those magazines in hand

"Incredible body"

There I was at a store, looking at a magazine I was definitely going to
get. The big glossy image that filled the page showed off the magnificence
of Arn and his body. His big barrel chest and the glorious fur on it. The
nice full package in the wrestling tights as he stood there. My fingers
glidedover the page as if I was really touching the daddy manof my dreams.

"Still fucking hot" I said as I watched the latest show

"Want you daddy"

I went to bed that night and jerked off to my favorite picture of the
man. My hand stroking my raging boner as I looked at that wonderful image
of him. I brought the magazine to my face and kissed it. As if I could be
kissing the man himself. I whacked my dick off to a nice orgasm. I lay
there in my bed breathing heavy as I sighed. How I so desired Arn. But the
likely hood of ever meeting him in person was practically one in a million.

Well my one in a million chance came when I heard that the wrestling show
was coming to my city. And he would be on the roster. He had a title match
with some other wrestler that was unimportant. At least to me. I decided to
get a ticket to go see the show. I knew that I had to try and get a good
spot if I wanted a good view of him. So I somehow managed, with what I
could afford the aisle where the wrestlers came down. I wasn't close to the
ring, but at least I could see my stud as he walked by me. It would be the
closest I could ever imagine to get to him. The thought of it giving me a
Woodie I had to relieve later.

"Can't wait to see you my stud daddy" I said to his image.

Then I touched at his picture again.

The monthsassed until the wrestling show was in my town. And each week I
would be glued to the TV to watch for him. Sometimes he was there,
sometimes no. And of course any time he was I would jerk off to him. I even
started to shove fingers up into my ass as I jerked off. Imagining it was
my hunky daddy wrestler.

And then came the day of the show. I was inline waiting to get in. Thoughts
of daddy Arn filling my head. The anticipation of seeing him up close had
my dick throbbing in my pants.  I had to stay clear of being close to
anyone. God forbid I bump into someone with wood in my pants. The
mortification alone would be too much. Not to mention the beat down I would
invaribaly get by them.

So I waited at my spot along the side for my stud to show. I saw many a hot
wrestler walk by me. I would look at their bodies. The tqrestling tights
filled with possibilities. But none turned me on all that much.  Then CME
the match with Arn. His opponent came down the aisle first. A young guy
wanting to show up the veteran.

"Oh my God" I said as Arn was announced

Then there he came, down towards the aisle. He was even more magnificent in
person. The big beefy daddy strutted dwn the aisle, getting closer and
closer to me. He had a jacket over his beefy chest. It was opened to show
his chest through. I felt my cock stand at attention as I looked at his
body. The red tights on his lower half showing his nice package.

"Oh my God" said again as he came by me.

I thrust my hand out to reach him. And I made contact with him as he was
right there in front of me. Thankfully no one else really reached out to
him as he was always the bad guy. So my hand thrust out and found chest and
fur. Arn turned as my hand touched him. I swear my dick exploded in my
pants just from feeling him. He looked to me and then cast his eyes down to
my tented pants. He smiled and then walked by.

I watched his match intently. Every time the opponent would grab him to try
and flip Arn over. He would graze that bulge I wanted my face in. Same with
the smacks across his barrel chest. I was so damned horny by the time the
match ended. Then he headed back after his win. Down the same aisle he came
up. He passed by me. Then he pointed at me, which scared me a bit. He made
his signature motion with his finger across his neck to indicate lights
out. Was this man planning on kicking my ass. I was gawkng him after all.

"Shit" I figured I pissed off this guy

Regardless off my desire for him. It of course did not assume he would
appreciate a faggot touching him. And was I that obvious, I thought. So I
wanted to get outta there before I did get my ass kicked. I decided to
leave before the crowds started to gather. There was one more match which
didn't interest me. I saw my big daddy bear. So I left the arenas main
seating and headed down the corridor that lead to the main lobby
area. There were a couple of doors calling the passageway I walked by. Then
I saw one open. I was about to walk around it when I saw a thick furry
forearm. That's when 'he' came out from the doorway.

"Oh my God" I blurted

There standing just a few feet from me was Arn Anderson. He was still in
his red wrestling tights. He seemed utterly huge as he stood there before
me. Then he reached out and grabbed me.

"I thought you would try an sneak out boy" he growled

"Get in here queer boy"

He grabbed my arm and hauled me past the door and into another hallway. I
was now literally being dragged down that new corridor. Arn was grumbling
something about teaching me a lesson. I tried to pull from him. But it was
in vain. He was much bigger and certainly stronger. Then he opened a door
and threw me into a room. It was someone's office. As I looked around the
room, I saw it was a nice office at that. A big mahonagy desk to one
side. A table with a few chairs and a sofa to the left. It had several
large windows the looked out to the parking lot.

"No one will brother us here" he said.

I turned back to look upon this huge bear of a man. He stood there at the
door in those ever so lucky tights. His crotch looked fuller than earlier
too. He was quite the imposing beast. Arn reached down to his crotch and
groped at his covered dick.

"Get over here boy" he ordered.

I knew now what he planned on doing to me. And it excited me.............

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To be continued