Date: Wed, 02 Nov 2005 06:45:57 +0000
From: "hippocrene2003 @hotmail.com" <hippocrene2003@hotmail.com>
Subject: Wrestling for Relief, Part 9

	When Dave awoke it was after nine a.m. It was a wintry sleep-in Sunday
morning, however, and most of the other bunks were still occupied. Dave was
always super hard in the morning, and he quietly ran his fingers up and down
the length of his hardest muscle. He raised up on his elbows to check out
Danny's bunk across the room. It was empty, untouched from the day before.
That meant that Danny had crashed last night downstairs and never made it up
to the dormitory.

	Dave crept out of bed and down to his study, threw on a robe and continued
on to Danny's room. The hulk was sound asleep on the sofa, his head hidden
beneath the big
quilt they usually used for wrestling and his feet protruding out the other
end. Dave studied the humpy silhouette, the steeply arched feet, and again
began to play with his own rod. He quietly turned, bolted the door, and
returned to ogle the slumbering jock. Kneeling down, he reached under the
quilt to feel two meaty ass cheeks and run his big finger down the crack.
Ah. He was sleeping in the nude.

	"Whaaa!" Danny awoke with a start and twisted onto his back. Seeing his
attacker, he smiled, yawned and began a leisurely stretch. Dave spotted a
mighty bulge.

                 "What time is it?"

	"Almost ten. You must've worn yourself out last night with ol' Carla. I
came by after twelve and heard you two making out. I almost decided to break
in and fuck you both, but the door was locked."

	Danny grinned, then closed his eyes and turned back onto his stomach.
"Lucky you changed your mind. I'd have pulverized you and then let Carla cut
your teeny cock off."

	"Really? You some kind of a good fighter?" Dave lowered himself onto his
buddy's back and began to play typewriter on his ribs. When Danny cried out
from the tickling a firm hand was clamped over his mouth.

	"Shhh. Most of the guys are still sleeping it off, asshole." He wrapped his
arms tightly around Danny's neck and ground his teeth into the back of his
neck. "I need some ass."

	"Well, you're not getting mine." With a mighty upward heave Danny threw his
adversary  practically to the middle of the carpet. He sprang up, fully
awake, and dove on top. Trying to roll away for an escape, Dave lost his
robe and then had his briefs yanked down to his ankles. Danny quickly goosed
the ass of a very surprised pal, and followed that with a rapid series of
little pinches. Dave rose on all four, and was trying to stand when he
experienced for the first time a man's mouth on his ass. Strong hands held
him in place while Danny's lips and tongue went exploring balls, cheeks,
then the pucker itself. Dave collapsed back onto the rug and involuntarily
spread his legs, discarding his briefs in the process. As the probing went
deeper, he moaned and grabbed onto the carpet. When Danny left his ass and
started kissing his way up his buddy's spine, Dave swung around and locked
onto a fistful of blond hair.

	"Yow! Leggo. You fight like a goddam woman."

	Dave yanked Danny onto his side and managed to mount him after ramming a
knee into his crotch. He took firm hold of a very crimson cock and squeezed.

"This isn't going in me!"  Since Danny  was already leaking a prodigious
amount of pre-cum, masturbating him was easy. He shivered with pleasure,
then reached down and started jerking Dave. Fully and mutually aroused, they
embraced with their free arms and  began intensely kissing wherever it felt
good: mouth, neck, shoulder, ears, biceps. Every movement produced fresh
groans, and their bodies collided, entwined, then rolled the length and
breadth of the carpet.

	Suddenly Dave was on top and trying to force Danny's thighs apart with his
knees.
Kissing became deep-throated. Dave thrusted down with urgency, and Danny was
almost ready to admit him without protection. Fortunately, they looked one
another in the eye and immediately disengaged.

	Back on the couch, muscles and mouths began their arousal all over, this
time at a more leisurely pace. When the need peaked Danny turned onto his
side and Dave slid in behind him. As he fucked he jacked his partner at the
same quickening tempo. Then he withdrew to discard the rubber, and when he
ejaculated he managed to bring Danny off almost simultaneously.

	Danny reached down and dragged the quilt on top of them. They snuggled and
petted and dozed and rubbed their hairy legs together.

	"Next time it's my turn," said Danny. "Fair?"

	Dave pondered that for a few seconds. "Fair. I agree."  But he wondered if
he could take that monster thing.