Date: Wed, 28 Nov 2007 14:55:56 -0800 (PST)
From: firehose Joe <firehosejoe@yahoo.com>
Subject: Chapter 17 To Thine Own Self Be True

"This above all: To thine own self be true, for it must follow as dost the
night the day, that canst not be false to any man." Shakespeare (Hamlet)

Though the theme of wrestling will be a key component in the early chapters
and a continuing theme, the story is about relationships and being true to
oneself. Thanks to Bill M and TalonRider for assistance proofing the story.

Please do not distribute to other sites without permission of the
author. Comments can be sent to firehosejoe@yahoo.com

From the previous chapter:

Frederick leaned down, giving their cocks' more friction. Without any let
up on Alejandro's chest Frederick attacked his mouth, biting, tonguing and
licking. Alejandro's chest and hips lifted off the mattress as he thrust
against Frederick. With a growl, he grabbed Frederick's arm and twisted him
to his back. Spitting in his hand he roughly lubed Frederick's ass and
began to push against the ring.

Frederick's eyes were bright with desire. They were both gasping, covered
with a sheen of sweat. Both wanted what was coming.

Afterward they lay quietly. Their bodies were entwined. Their chests slick
with cum and sweat. Alejandro said, "You are one hot fuck. Do you know
that?"

They lay entangled for a while longer. "You know what we forgot?" Frederick
said quietly. "We forgot to stretch. Bet we're going to pay dearly for that
tomorrow."

Chapter 17

They set their alarm for 7 a.m. They both woke before and talked about the
upcoming day. A moment or two later they both smelled coffee being
made. "Before we can go down we've got to get cleaned up." Frederick
instructed.

They hurriedly showered. After drying off quickly, Frederick put on briefs
and a T and went for coffee. As he went down stairs he could see the lifts
operating. "What time do they start?" he said to no one in particular.

Jim answered from behind the corner of the kitchen, "6:30. There are a lot
of folks who like to ski early in the morning."

"So that means Jules is up and ready to go?" asked Frederick.

Jim responded, "You know he is. He was serious and for that matter, he's
getting paid so you can count on him being ready on a moment's notice."

"Call him and see if he's had breakfast. If not, tell him to come on
over. By the way, somehow I got the impression that you to guys know each
other. Do you ski together or what?" Frederick asked.

Jim, busy with some breakfast preparation didn't look up, "Yeah this is our
second season here. Most of the staff is acquainted. Yeah I know him."
Frederick thought that there was a bit more that Jim might say but didn't
push it. Getting two cups of coffee he went upstairs to join Alejandro who
was checking in at home.

A few minutes later, both guys came downstairs dressed in their long
johns. As they refilled their coffee mugs there was a knock on the
door. Jim offered but Frederick got up and answered. He opened it and
invited Jules inside. Jules quickly gave Frederick a once over and caught
himself "Best way to start the day, dressed, or at least partially dressed
for skiing." He laughed.

Taking the proffered cup of coffee, he smiled at both guys. "Did you take
my suggestion? You know a soak and stretching?"

Without thinking, Alejandro said, "Well we got busy talking in the tub. Jim
joined us and after a couple of beers it was time for dinner and," he
realized what he had potentially done with what he had shared. He cursed
himself and watched for reactions.

Jules and Jim's eyes met for a few seconds. Jim segued gracefully, "Jules
we lucked out, bud. These guys are some of the easiest to get along with
I've ever worked for."

"Well I was thinking that yesterday. By the way, do you guys mind if I lose
the turtleneck. You've got it warm and have the right idea. None of us need
to start the day with a sweat." Jules responded. He grabbed the hem of the
shirt and pealed it off his body. Alejandro and Frederick watched, enjoying
the movement of his muscles as he lifted the garment.

He tossed the shirt aside on the back of a chair. "Something smells good. I
thought we'd just have some Danish and coffee. You guys must have worked up
an appetite here in Vail."

"Breakfast will be a little longer. You guys want to set the table?" Jim
asked.

"Sure." They all said and laughed. A few moments later, four places were
set. Juice was poured as well as water. The guys went to the windows and
looked at the slopes. "Going to be a busy day, guys. Be prepared to wait
for the lifts." Jules offered.

Soon they were called to breakfast. The camaraderie among the men was easy
from the start. Jules kept harassing Jim in a good natured
manner. Frederick was picking up signals fast and finally said to Jules,
"Obviously, you guys know each other well." He said leaving the comment
open ended.

"Yeah, when Jim here isn't living it up in the lap of luxury like now, he's
my room mate in staff housing. Aside from being a slow moving `target rich'
source of amusement, he's not a bad guy." Jules commented.

Alejandro jumped in, "Seems to me like you were getting your due, Jules. I
don't see Jim sitting there with egg on his face." He laughed. Conversation
continued easily and the banter between Jules and Jim increased to
everyone's amusement.

"Guys, have you decided what you want to do for your big meal today? Eat in
or dine at the lodge?" Jim asked as they were finishing their meal.

Frederick nodded toward Alejandro for his answer. "Jim you made the lodge
sound appealing." Looking back at Frederick for confirmation he said, "We
can eat there and all enjoy it." He included Jules in a look of invitation.

"Uh, we'll get a meal in the staff commissary." Jim answered hesitating,
not knowing how to proceed.

Frederick sensed the conflict and jumped in saying, "Wait a minute you
guys. I was counting on you to provide some break in the monotony of
another dinner with ole Alex." Alejandro looked up questioning. Frederick,
smiling, pushed forward. "Is it a policy or something that staff can't eat
with guests in the lodge?"

"This is awkward Frederick." Jim answered. "Yes, we can eat in the
lodge. But you see our meals are part of our pay. If we eat in the lodge,
we pay full price just like you do. It's nice, but when the same cooks are
preparing our food, it doesn't make sense."

"My intent was that you'd be our guests at dinner, that's not a
problem. You're not wanting to eat with us is a big problem. And if that's
what you're saying I'll demand satisfaction on the field of battle, my
weapon of choice being snowballs." Frederick grinned and looked at
Alejandro for confirmation.

"They've got you there Jimmy. Better make the call and see when we can
eat." Jules said, accepting for both of them.

Jim called the lodge and found the only choices left were 5 p.m. or 9:30
p.m. "Those are not times you were looking for I'll bet. Look, I can put a
meal on the table when you say and you can relax and eat when you want."

Alejandro entered the fray. "Look, why don't we plan to go to the early
seating. The slopes will stay open like usual won't they Jules?" Seeing him
nod a yes, Alejandro continued, "We can ski this morning and into early
afternoon after a light lunch here. After cleaning up a bit, go to dinner
and then come back, put on ski gear and work off some of those
calories. When we've had all we can take of the snow, we can hit the hot
tub and kick back and relax. How does that sound for a plan?"

Frederick saw a quick look pass between Jules and Jim. Jules didn't wait,
"That sounds great. You agree Jimmy?" Without waiting he added, "Let's get
dressed guys. The slopes are getting more crowded by the minute."

Jim pulled Alejandro aside as the others dressed. "You don't have to do
this. We can eat in the commissary like I said." He said quietly.

"This is going to be fun. Don't worry. Like we promised yesterday we're not
going to do or say anything to jeopardize your job." Alejandro said and he
saw a look of relief wash across Jim's face.

The morning skiing was great. Flurries dusted them with snow until they
went in for lunch. Jim had a soup, salad and sandwich spread ready for
them. The skiers were ravenous but Jim held back a bit saying he was saving
appetite for dinner.

After another two hours of skiing Jules suggested they might want to rest a
while before dinner. At their suggestion, he went by the dorms, picked up
clothes appropriate for dinner and they retreated to the villa.

At the lodge, the meal was all Jim had promised and more. They enjoyed
champagne with appetizers and wine with their main courses. Both Jules and
Jim were great conversationalists and the talk just kept shifting from one
interesting topic to another. They regaled Alejandro and Frederick with
stories of scenes that would put Famous Funny Home Videos to shame. The
time sped by and soon they were astride their snowmobiles heading for the
villa.

The men dressed for skiing and as they departed, Jim promised hot drinks
when they returned. It was nearly 9 p.m. when they all three agreed it had
been enough for one day. Strapping their gear to Jules snowmobile, they
headed back after Jules made a call to alert Jim.

They were welcomed by a blazing fire, a pot of cocoa and fresh
coffee. Appropriate liquors were lined up alongside so each could mix their
own poison.

"Guys, I'm sweaty and am going to be steamed if I don't get out of these
clothes." Frederick said as he began to strip. As he got to the straps
crossing his shoulders he looked around and said, "Guys, it ain't like you
haven't seen it before. Get over it and get comfortable." Soon he was in
his briefs and T, wiggling his toes toward the licking flames. "Ahhhhh,
that's so much better."

The others followed suit. Finally it was Jim standing, still fully
dressed. "Don't you feel a bit overdressed at the moment, Jimmy?" teased
Jules.

"Come on Jim, get comfortable. At least you don't stink like we do, if
that's any comfort." laughed Alejandro. Soon all four guys were in briefs
and Ts enjoying the fire, the lighted curving trails in the distance and
the warmth of a strong drink in hand.

After warming up, Alejandro suggested going to the hot tub. As Jim removed
the cover and set the timer and temperature control, the other men quickly
showered. Alejandro and Frederick finally got to check out Jules. Just
under 6' his body was perfectly proportioned. Obviously an athlete, his
muscled contour was more than a bit delicious to peruse. Alejandro looked
at his legs and held his breath for a moment imagining what power they
could deliver with a well placed scissors hold. His dick was moderately
sized and about 4" hanging over a nice sized set of balls. He was nearly
hairless save for pits and pubes. Soon all four were stretched out, legs
tangled, relaxing in the swirling warm water.

Jules commented, "I remember how much I enjoyed this after a grueling match
in high school."

"What sports did you play, Jules?" asked Alejandro.

"I came from a small school and those of us who were jocks just followed
the seasons, football, wrestling, basketball and track. I did `em all. I
was referring to getting the muscles unknotted after some rough wrestling
practices and matches."

"I know what you mean." offered Alejandro. Talking about some of his
training sessions with Jase and how good the tub felt afterward. The
conversation continued around sports, staying in shape and the fun of it
all.

"It's been too long since I had an opportunity for a match. There's
something uncomplicated about facing off with a man and knowing before it's
over one of you will win, one will lose. You know what I mean, don't you
Alex?" Jules asked as he gently rubbed his leg along side Alejandro's. It
was just a light enough touch to be mistaken for nothing but shifting
weight.

Alejandro decided to test the motives in play. "Yeah, taking the measure of
a man when you're looking at him is one thing. When you tie up and begin to
test each other, that's when the real game begins." As he finished he
shifted his legs to make his ankle cross over Jules' and push it back
against the tub wall, asserting a bit of symbolic dominance.

Jules' eyes flashed with recognition as he began to push back against
Alejandro's pressure. "You got it man! My favorite matches were in practice
when we could just go at each other trying different moves and holds. It
was always best when we were equally matched and the outcome was a toss
up." Jules shifted his body so that his other leg crossed
Alejandro's. Jules hooked his ankles and looked at Alejandro with a blend
of a smirk and a smile. They just looked at each other for a moment.

Frederick and Jim had been listening and messing with each other having fun
beneath the water's surface. He knew Alejandro well enough to know he was
getting a bit worked up.

Deciding to stir that fire, he said, "Let me guess. You guys are sitting
there wondering who could pin whom. Am I too far off? You jocks are all the
same, gotta prove who's `the man'. Well what's stopping you?" Frederick
laughed.

"Nothing's stopping me." Jules said looking at Alejandro. "Like you said,
just jock talk, just posturing. Right Alex?" Jules said rubbing his calf up
Alejandro's hairy leg.  "Just having some fun with each other, right?"
Jules asked as he winked at Alejandro to see if he wanted to carry this
further.

"Yeah, that's it. And just let me know when you'd like a match." Alejandro
smiled without hesitation as he met Jules' silent challenge.

"Ok guys on the deck and let's cool off." Frederick lifted himself to the
deck, his erection sticking out proudly for all to see. "Jim, do we have
anymore beer?" Jim nodded and stood to get out of the pool, his 8" of thick
cock meat standing proud. As he got out of the pool he grinned at
Frederick. Jules whistled and said "Looking good there Jimmy!" Jim flipped
him off and they all laughed as Jim went for the beer.

"You guys still playing with each other? Bet you're boned and want to
tangle. I can tell from the way you've been looking at each other. Now
hoist your asses out of the water."

Alejandro and Jules got out of the water at the same time and chuckled as
Jules said "Busted!"

They were both fully erect and made no effort to hide it. Stretching his
arms back, Jules placed his palms flat against the deck and spread his legs
slightly, acting as if it were the most normal posture in the world.

Jim stopped when he walked through the doorway. "Did I miss anything?" Jim
asked laughing as he looked across at the two men with their obvious
erections.

"Nothing much." Alejandro said. "Jules and I are wondering just how much we
want to beat up on each other." Alejandro said with a grin toward Jules.

"Jim I keep getting the feeling that you and Jules are more than
friends. Am I right?" Seeing Jim nod and Jules smile Alejandro
continued. "Wrestling carries over into the sex Frederick and I share. We
enjoy lots of give and take with our rough housing. It seems to fire us
both of us." Pausing for a moment he watched Jules and Jim. "Do you guys
ever play like that?"

"Yeah," Jim said and paused looking at Alejandro wondering how much he
should say. Shrugging, he continued. "Yeah, I'd never done anything like
that before I met Jules. When we started rooming together we pretty quickly
figured that we were both gay and we did the normal stuff, you know, blow
jobs and 69. One night we started horsing around. We'd showered and he
popped me with his towel. Soon we were tied up on the bed, me locked up
tight. My cock was throbbing. Jules asked if I was Ok and enjoying it.

"I was lovin' it. I hadn't had sex with many guys. Being man handled,
wrestled down by a guy so much stronger flipped a switch in me. He loosened
the hold and asked me if I wanted some more. He could see it. He grinned
and backed off and we went at it again. We took the mattresses off the
bunks and wrestled on the floor. When we woke up, I had a sore ass and we
were both covered in cum. It was the best sex I'd ever had.

Turning to Jules, Alejandro smiled and reached and began to rub Jules'
nipple. Glancing toward Jim, he said "I'd like to take on your room mate in
a wrestling match. We can all play as tag teams or the two of you can watch
us go after each other. You said Jules plays a little rough with you. Maybe
you'd like to see someone bring some fight back to him, make him sweat,
make him struggle. I don't know if I'm the man to do it but I'm sure I'm
man enough to try. What do say Jim? Would you like to see something like
that?" Alejandro flicked Jules hard numb with his thumb nail as he looked
at Jim.

Jules groaned at the pleasure then said in a husky voice, "Yeah, Jimmy what
do you think about that?"

Jim grinned, and laughed "I know I'm gonna pay for this, but Alex I wanna
see you pound his ass! He's got it coming from all the times he's taken me
down." Jules grinned, his eyebrow raised in mock surprise and, wagged his
finger with the understood message that indeed Jim would pay.

"Woof" Frederick nearly yelled. "Let's go guys. Jim and I'll get the
mattresses, you two move furniture. And I've got a request if that's Ok."
Jules and Alejandro nodded watching him. "This isn't going to be some candy
assed match for a fall. You guys have started this and you damned well
better keep wrestling till Jim and I decide who's won. Got that, boys!?"

Jules offered Alejandro a hand up then turned his body toward him. Bumping
his chest he said half in jest as he met Alejandro's eyes, "Like the man
said, this ain't gonna be a candy assed match. I'm taking you down." With
that he bumped Alejandro again. Alejandro stepped up and pushed Jules'
chest with his own. The guys stood there, their noses nearly touching,
staring, their dicks rising.

"You guys want it bad don't you?" Jim laughed. "Let's get the room set up."

Jules and Alejandro moved furniture and lamps into the corners. The room
was cast in shadows with the fire's licking flames creating a focal
point. The mattresses were tied together and put in the large open
space. Sofa and chair cushions were piled against the stone hearth. In only
a few moments they were ready.

"You want to put something on or wrestle like you are?" Jules asked.

"As long as you don't try to stick that monster in me, I'm happy the way I
am." Laughed Alejandro.  "Ditto that!" Jules echoed.

They stood looking at each other from opposite ends of the mats. "I am so
fucking ready for this." Jules said as he stroked his cock. Slowly he began
to affect a stretch. It was a simple guise to flex his muscles. Alejandro
began to mirror his actions. Pecs and abs in tight definition were framed
by knotted arms as their fists curled inward to tighten their
flex. Hunching shoulders forward their lats popped and added to the
testosterone driven display of young muscles. Their rampant cocks were rock
hard and bounced with each move. They were both pumping precum. Their
throbbing dick heads were covered with the stuff.

"So you think you can bring some fight to me, eh?" Jules said softly, with
a little menace in his voice as he took a step forward. "You plan to make
me sweat. Make me struggle. Is that what you have in mind, Alex?" Jules
voiced his quiet challenge as he walked toward Alex.

Alejandro matched Jules step for step never breaking his stare. The sight
of the man's body had intrigued him since morning. His mounded pecs were
crowned with large coppery areolas. The nubs were hard with his
anticipation. His torso had a thick build, but Alejandro could see it was
packed with muscle. Other than his pits and pubes Jules was smooth. His
six-pack was flat and defined. Jules' pubes, dark and curled like
Frederick's just surrounded his shaft. His balls held close to his body
were large and round with little hair on them.

Soon they were standing within arms reach. They both stared at the
other. Finally Jules took another step forward and said with more than a
hint of menace in his voice, "We didn't discuss any rules. You think we
need some?" Another step and their dicks were touching. Jules pushed his
chest forward and pushed Alejandro back a few inches. Alejandro responded,
pushing their chests together.

"I made clear what I want and what I plan to do. I don't need any
rules. It's just us Jules. Now are you going to talk or are we going to
fight?" Their noses were nearly touching.

Jules stepped back half a pace and offered his hands, fingers spread for a
test of strength. Alejandro accepted and they locked their grips and began
a slow dance for control. Their shoulder muscles bulged, their biceps and
triceps strained.  Their precum slick dicks bounced as their posture
changed. They never broke their stare at each other.

Alejandro forced their arms up. His lats flared as his pecs bunched beneath
his furry mat of hair. With a slight height advantage he hoped to push
Jules down. Slowly he muscled him down, steadily pushing. His pecs and
flexing ceps quivered with the strain.

Slowly, Jules continued to sink. His quads bulged. His pecs bunched and
shook from the pressure on them. Taking half a step back he tried to gain
leverage. His calves were taut pushing up against Alejandro's unremitting
pressure. Suddenly he dropped to his extended knee and wrapped their locked
fingers behind Alejandro's back at the same time driving his shoulder hard
into Alejandro's plexus. Jules followed through, lifting Alejandro up and
back. Both men hit the floor.

Wrenching his hands free, Alejandro maneuvered Jules into a head lock as he
felt Jules' cock press against his side as a tight scissors clamped across
his upper abs. Alejandro had been right. The power of those huge quads
would likely do some damage. Jules loosened the hold only enough to slam
his knees in quick succession against Alejandro's exposed chest, trying to
continue damage to his plexus and weaken him.

It was working. With each contraction of his knotted quads, Jules was
limiting the air intake. He could hear it in Alejandro's gasps. His efforts
to break the head lock were working. Finally he broke the lock and pushed
Alejandro's arms above his head. With increased leverage he brought more
pressure to his scissors as Alejandro began to bridge with violent lifts
trying to dislodge Jules.

At the apex of one of the bridges, Jules released Alejandro's arm and
grabbing his own fist drove an elbow into Alejandro's plexus. It caught him
at the most exposed point and air exploded out of him.

Jules released his scissors and rolled Alejandro to his stomach. As
Alejandro's body naturally tried to curl forward, Jules grabbed his
arms. Planting a knee in the center of Alejandro's back, Jules pulled his
arms straight back. "Surfs up, Alex, enjoying this?" Jules balanced
himself, adding his other knee and all his weight to Alejandro's back.

He kept stretching Alejandro's arm, twisting them as he pulled. He stood,
pulling Alejandro's back into a bow. Finally he dropped Alejandro's arms
and fell, driving his elbow into Alejandro's back.

Jules grabbed Alejandro's shoulder and rolled him over, straddled him and
pinned his shoulders with his knees. He looked down with a expression that
was both smile and sneer. Grabbing his partially erect cock, he slapped
Alejandro's face with it a couple of times. "So when you gonna start, Alex?
I'm waiting." He chuckled as he somersaulted forward and turned to watch
Alejandro recover.

Slowly Alejandro got to his knees, then to his feet. Twisting gently he
tried to work out the kinks from his back. Jules grinned and sprang to his
feet. "Hope I wasn't too rough on you."

Alejandro smiled and motioned with his hands that he was ready. They tied
up collar and elbow. Alejandro managed to slide his muscled leg between
Jules' and they fell to the mat, the heat of their bodies made their sweaty
skin glow in the firelight. Quickly, Alejandro slid up Jules' back hooked
an arm under his shoulder, flipped him over and locked his arms into a full
nelson. Jules brought his strong arms down forcefully, pressing his big
guns against Alejandro's hold. Rolling to his back, Alejandro pulled Jules
on top of him and grabbed him with a reverse scissors. His quads swelled
and muscles popped as he increased the pressure.

Pushing Jules' neck forward as hard as he could, he stretched Jules'
back. With a smooth roll, Alejandro reversed their positions letting his
weight rest on Jules' back. He began to lift Jules, returning the favor
he'd just experienced. After working the nelson and back, Alejandro got to
his knees and began to peal Jules' pecs off the mattress. Jules continued
to press down with his bulging biceps trying to loosen the hold. Alejandro
continued lifting and when both were standing, Alejandro leaned back
lifting Jules off the floor. Feeling the sweaty muscles ripple along Jules'
spine made Alejandro's cock lurch.

He swung him right and left and then fell back pushing Jules' to land hard
on his ass. Alejandro loosened one arm and grabbed Jules' leg and planted
his foot securely in his arm pit. Leaning forward Alejandro pushed Jules'
body forward and down on the mat. He punished Jules' lower back while
continuing the half nelson. Shifting his weight forward, Alejandro released
the nelson and spinning grabbed both Jules' ankles and pulled him into a
crab.

Looping his arm around one foot and holding the other, Alejandro rose up
and dropped an elbow on Jules' back. Throwing his legs across Jules,
Alejandro grabbed an arm and twisted it pulling it across himself in an arm
bar.

"You mind if we take a break, Jules?" Alejandro asked between gasps.

"Not at all, as long as it's not my arm being broken." He answered in an
attempt at humor.

Alejandro released the arm and rolled away. Looking at Jules, he said,
"We've proven we can hurt each other. If that's the kind of match you're
looking for, I'm not stepping away from it, but I do have another
suggestion for you to consider."

"I'm all ears, Alex. I have to use this body to make a living and a cast
for the rest of the season won't help a bit." Jules said with a wry smile.

Alejandro waited. Jules looked up. "I want to wrestle with you until we
grind each other down, till there's no doubt who the winner is. My
suggestion is an extended submission match. We can tap and start over as
often as we wish. We'll finish with one of us atop the other, there being
no doubt about the winner. How does that sound?"

Jules, leaning on an elbow, smiled, the mischief back in his eyes. "Sounds
great, but I'm warning you, I'm gonna work you hard before I let you go,
buck-o." he said with a small laugh.

"Good, because I intend to do the same, Jules." Alejandro said.

"Fuck yeah!" Jim said sotto voce as he slowly pulled at his cock, looking
at the sweaty muscled combatants. He looked across to Frederick and saw the
lust of combat and sex burning in his expression. Frederick motioned to Jim
with a `you and me?' gesture. Jim felt the heat surge in his chest and
shoved his chin out with an affirmative. Frederick smiled a crooked smile
and held up a finger indicating they would get their turn eventually.

They stood and faced each other. Jules reigned in his bravado and alpha
posturing. Capturing collar and elbow they struggled for a moment. Breaking
the grasp and diving low, Alejandro locked his hands behind Jules and
lifted him in a bear hug. Jules pushed his hand against Alejandro's chin
and clawed at the tight grip. Alejandro bounced him, letting him slip a few
inches and tightened the hold again, digging his knuckles into Jules spine.

Bouncing Jules again, Alejandro tightened his grasp and began to limit
Jules' air. Jules was gasping for relief as he pushed with both hands
against Alejandro's chin. Jules continued to fight against his increasing
need to tap for release. He realized a few seconds later it would have been
the smart move.

Alejandro let him slide to the floor and quickly stepped behind him and
looped his arm around Jules' neck. Swinging a leg in front and stepping
between Jules' legs, Alejandro began to stretch Jules across his bulging
quads. Jules' lats swelled as he fought against the sideways stretching of
his ribcage. The abdominal stretch left Jules' arms ineffective. As he
tried to gain purchase with his hands on Alejandro's body, Alejandro bent
the hapless Jules further against his knotted thigh.

Alejandro could feel the power of Jules' back and lats as he strained
against the hold. It accomplished nothing. Alejandro reached between Jules'
legs and gently grasped his ball sac. Rolling his fleshy orbs within their
sac, made Jules groan. Careful not to put pressure on them, Alejandro
reached further and captured the flaccid member that hung down over
them. Bouncing Jules one last time, Alejandro released his hold and let
Jules fall to the floor.

Falling on top of Jules, Alejandro secured a full nelson and captured
Jules' legs in a grapevine. He luxuriated in the sweaty masculine contact
as he inhaled deeply the smell of sweat. Alejandro ground his semi-erect
muscle along Jules' crack. "No way out of this one Jules. Take your time
but you are going to tap sooner or later." Alejandro said huskily in Jules'
ear.

Finally Jules tapped. Jim had brought a pitcher of water and
glasses. Frederick had gathered some towels. Both men wiped down. Alejandro
reached out and touching Jules' shoulder spun him around so he would wipe
down his back. The gesture was appreciated and returned.

Frederick asked, "You studs mind if Jim and I play while you catch your
breath?"

"Go for it Jimbo!" Jules said with a big encouraging smile.

"Frederick, I've got no clue what I'm doing but I'm gonna give it a shot!
So bring it on big boy." Jim said as he put up his arms. He and Frederick
tied up. Frederick mainly played with him. They rolled all over the
mattresses locked and tied up. Frederick gave Jim lots of `outs' so he
could continue to fight.

Both guys were in good shape so stamina wasn't an issue. With Jules and
Alejandro cheering them on they grappled, gasped, laughed and heaved
against each other. Frederick finally tied up Jim and said, "Let's not hog
the mat."

They traded back and forth everyone hard, hot and sweaty. One could almost
smell the testosterone in the air. For an hour or more they continued to
wrestle.

"Ok, you guys finish this up, I want to fuck somebody!" Frederick laughed.

Alejandro and Jules faced off knowing they'd fight to the end
now. Alejandro's training with Jase paid rich dividends. He was methodical
as well as strong. It was evident early on that Jules would not win but he
fought on doggedly till he was flat on his back. Alejandro was holding
Jules legs over his face, resting his weight on the backs of Jules thighs.

"You win." he gasped. His face was bright read from the compression of his
body. Immediately Alejandro rolled to the side as Jules slowly unfolded his
bent body.

"You could have torn me apart lots of times while we were wrestling." Jules
said with a note of question in his voice, implying that he was surprised
Alejandro hadn't been rougher.

"Perhaps, but it wouldn't have served either of us well. Did you enjoy the
fight?" Alejandro asked.

"Actually, yes, even if I did get my ass thoroughly whipped." Jules
answered with a good natured chuckle.

Alejandro reached for a towel and began to wipe down Jules' body, admiring
it as he did. It was intended simply as a friendly gesture. However,
Alejandro found himself getting hard as he knelt over his defeated
opponent. As he wiped the sweat, he let their dicks touch and rub against
each other. With the towel he put both his hands on Jules' heavy pecs and
began to massage them roughly.

Jules met his gaze. The lust he felt was unmistakable. Alejandro worked
down Jules abs, letting his fingers explore the distinct rolls of
muscle. Spreading Jules' legs, Alejandro lifted first one then the other to
dry them. The feel of the tight muscled flesh, the smell of man sweat and
the musk that rose from Jules' groin made Alejandro's cock throb and leak
more precum.

From opposite sides of the mattress Frederick and Jim watched this subtle
display of dominance while stroking their cocks slowly.

Gently Alejandro lowered Jules' legs. Laying down on Jules, he put his
hands on Jules wrists, stretching them back over his head. Resting on his
elbows, Alejandro lowered his face inches from Jules' and said quietly,
"That was good." Pausing a few seconds as their eyes searched each other,
he continued, "You're good. But I won." He stayed there for a moment
rocking their hard cocks against each other then rolled off Jules' body.

Jules took a towel and began to wipe Alejandro off. He knelt beside him and
took care of him efficiently, not making eye contact. He knew Alejandro
had, with a simple toweling, established his dominance. He understood it
and was incredibly turned on by it.

"Hey Jim. How `bout it? You and me?" Alejandro asked. Seeing confusion in
Jim's face he added, "One fall, winner takes all. I'm feeling like
Frederick. I wanna fuck somebody. You willing to try your chances with me?"

Jim grinned and stood. "Bring it! I'll take you one way or the other."

Jules snorted a quick laugh. "You GO Jimmy!" He then looked over at
Frederick. "You want a piece of me?"

Frederick stood saying, "Same deal, bud?" Jules smiled and nodded.

The four men wrestled, their bodies colliding often as they rolled on the
mattresses. Their need to get each other off prompted lots of grinding
holds.

Jim finally groaned, "I'm about to lose it. Let me go get some lube." Back
on the mattress in a few seconds he handed a tube to Alejandro who slicked
his pole then inserted three wet fingers into Jim's ass. The desire on
Alejandro's face was palpable.

"Toss it here." Jules said. He quickly prepped himself then Frederick.

Moments later the sounds of grunting, and slapping flesh filled the room as
the musk of sex and sweat filled the air. The cries of relief and release
from all four soon followed. Jules and Alejandro fell on the chests of
their partners gasping. They glanced over toward each other.

Jules grinned and asked, "Wanna trade?" Frederick's `go for it guys' was
all any of them needed to hear. Soon cocks were back in familiar territory
and they all began humping in earnest looking to drain themselves.

When they'd all shot their second load they trooped up to the master bath
and piled in the shower together. Laughing, soaping, playing grab ass they
finally finished cleaning up. Dry but still naked, they went back to the
fire for a last beer.

After they'd said their good nights, Alejandro and Frederick lay in bed
comfortably sprawled across each other. Frederick turned his head and
licked Alejandro's ear and said, "What a night! I've never had my ass
fucked so hard for so long. Damn what a hot pair of fuckers those guys
turned out to be!"

Jules spent the balance of their vacation with them. The skiing weather
remained perfect and time at the villa was casual and relaxed. As Alejandro
and Frederick flew home, Alejandro found himself smiling time and again
remembering just how much fun they'd all had.


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