Date: Sun, 31 Aug 2014 18:56:08 +0200
From: dickydoo2@gmx.com
Subject: Greek Wrestling 4

			    GREEEK WRESTLING 4

Ridin' Rod's Rod                Joint Jerkin'                       Oily Cory

      ...so back to my fantasy that was finally becoming a reality and that I wanted to
finish. That blowjob Rod gave me was awesome, so now the final half of the
fantasy. I'd tasted cock, sucked a cock, loved the feel on my tongue, and now...
now to suck on Rod`s rod till its warm and smooth filling, yes, fresh whipped cum,
starts spewing down... mmm...

...licking my lips in anticipation, we changed places and I held up his thick 5 ½
inches, the hoody still neatly tucked in behind the flare and maliciously teased
the tasty glistening `Vader' helmet.

That made him bolt upright and grab my hair, and with my tongue still against the
underside of his sweet plum I glanced up and was able to form a grin around his
cockhead and he returned my grin and dropped his head back down.

I wanted to try and suck in the knob, so I pinched the pointed tip tight between
my lips then slowly sucked it into my mouth, and it drove him crazy as I sucked in
the taper between my tight lips till the flare squeezed through my lips and I
snapped onto the hoody wrinkle on the shaft behind it and started milked his
glorious knob, my cheeks contracting.

Then moving on down his thick shaft, it felt like I had a over three fingers in my
mouth, but that made up for any shortness, so when I sucked my way all the way
down I could deep it! My hot lips on his trimmed curlies. Decent!

His sperm orbs were huge, like half as big as mine again, and I fondled them as I
started slide sucking up and down that fleshy stubby, his hands clutching my
hair a little firmer, fingers massaging the silky strands, as he started squirming.

I always loved a hard cock in my mouth and was enjoying that feeling but it
wasn't long before I was finally going to be rewarded as  he quickly rose up
halfway, dropping his head down and scrunching mine harder, bouncing his hips
as he almost screeched, "eeehh... ooohhh... aaHHHH...UGH...UGH... UGH...
UUGGHHHH!!!" and the flood started...

...Ohhh... that first blast into the back of my mouth, soo... tasty, but I wasn't
expecting the next one as I was enjoying the first so much, and it caught me off-
guard, my  mouth loaded with his fresh cumm, so I pulled back swallowing as fast
as I could but wham, a spiral of jizm between my eyes.

Jeez, he was faster than me and gave me a serious face paint with several more
touch-ups.

Still holding the guilty weapon when it finally stopped the full spurts, I watched it
slow down to a few burps oozing out that pointed tip.

Man I was a gooey mess and Rod broke out in a belly laugh as I let go of his
wilting member, the hoody slowly closing over, a job well down, then I realized
how I must look. I mean my eyes, my nose, my chin and drizzling out my mouth?
I broke out in a belly laugh too, convinced now that sucking a cock was gonna be
a top priority from now on. Nothing better, eh? Er, well maybe..."

If time was tight, we would realize the efficiency and delight of a 69 or a nooner in a
toilet stall, occasionally having to wait, listening to the slurping and gasping in a
stall, till a couple boys came out giggling at each other and casting us a satisfied
look as the licked their lips.

So it became a routine for us, like his place for an after dinner liqueur after
homework, or in the morning, stop by my place on the way to school for boyjuice
a substitute for orange juice. Hmm, wonder what the calories are...

Needless to say, with my daily hormonal cravings being satisfied, or at least, the
intensity curbed to a degree, I was able to divert my concentration and attention
back on my wrestling.

And as the weeks went by, the interest in our club grew, as did our membership.
We spent a lot of time after classes practising in our shorts. But twice a week
during club time it was full dress in our singlets. There always seemed to be a few
extra observers that were interested in more than sport, like some from the
LGBTQ club and I think they enjoyed me in my singlet.

During one of these practices, I noticed a couple 12 - 13 yr. olds watching,
chatting away and at the end of practice approached me and Jess. One was tall
and lanky, the other the opposite, shorter and stocky.

Both were a little shy, as most juniors were around older students, and the tall
one spoke, "Hi... er I'm Wes and this is my friend, Ted, and we... like to wrestle
each other and were wondering if we could... like join the club?"

We knuckled, "I'm Mitch, and yes, we always welcome new members" and I shot
a glance down at theirs, "c'mon with me and we can chat as I change"

This is the part I always liked, grabbing my kit and wiping the sweat off my
forehead as we headed for the changerooms. They were a little nervous as I
asked them some questions, while pulling down my shorts, then my support and
Ryan tried not to look down as Ted did a quick glance and tried to stifle his
surprise.

I tugged down on it between my palm and fingers, you know, like most guys do
when they let it loose, then told them to come out for the next practice, finishing
our chat and told them I had to shower and twisted my hips to turn away, making
my schlong slap my thigh then turned back and knuckled them, which afforded
Ryan the opportunity to look at my fist and past it to my waving wang and he
quickly looked up, a little unsettled, as they headed out.

Jess had been under the shower watching and when I stepped in under a shower
beside him he laughed, shaking his head, "I always get a kick at the reaction the
first time someone sees that wobbling monster the first time. I remember my
first time, remember? I had many good fantasies after, swinging on it, but being
loyal to Eric, my lips were sealed for him"

I laughed as we knuckled and I gave my hips a couple fast swivels, making some
hard smacks for him. He was in our gay group and if he wasn't already taken I
could've got it on with him. Average height, a nice build, a thin 5" and real big
nads.

He was referring to one earlier workout where we were practising together, then
went into the changeroom after. Everyone had left and when he dropped his shorts,
he was boned! I sure was surprised as he grasped it, trying to hide it, a little
embarrassed.

Of course you know how contagest bonerism is  when if you are close to one, so I
started to rise. Remember, show-er?

"I... Eric's been away for a couple days, so I haven't been serviced. You know how
it is. I've been wanting to save it up for him, but it's.. it's really hard" then giggled
as he squeezed it, "I mean really difficult too!"

He looked down at mine that was full tilt boogey now, so I grasped it and slid the
hoody off, "Now see what you have done? He can smell another boner a mile
away. I know Eric owns yours, what say we keep them both ours happy and just
do a joint jerk. He wants you to paint him too, so we can at least enjoy the fruits
of our efforts, K?"

Relieved, he chuckled and we moved together, put our foreheads against each other's,
looked down, then started vigorously whacking away, staring at our damp knobs
with the hoodies rapidly sliding off and on as we cupped our swollen bags.

We both started to squirm at the same time, groaning, gagging, then straightened
up, rising up on our toes, pushing our hips closer to each other's, heads back, shrieking
out a duet, "aaaghh... aggggHHH... AAGGGHHHHhhhhh!!!" and quickly looked back
down to watch the burst of cumworks.

Spirals of hot dickydoo, swirled onto each other's stomach, streamers coating our
joints, fists and balls, and when I was empty, he discharged a couple more. Big
balls will do that.

We relaxed, panting hard and both started to laugh as we smeared our mingled
messes then chuckled, licking our fingers off as I said, "Mmmm tasty, I could
get used to that treat more often. And boy, my cock may be bigger, but your balls
make yours a real Uzi compared to meagre pistol"

From then on, we were quite a bit more comfortable and open with each other
and became close friends. Circle jerks will do that, won't they?

At our club meetings where we dressed for competition, any  newbies were
scrutinized when they donned their revealing singlets, the gays checking for
potential, the straights for competition. Boys will be boys, no matter which way
they swing.

I had happened to qualify for both and if they came in the change room, my
shower confirmed it and I must say I was a little vain facing out as I showered,
doing a hip swirl every so often for emphasis.

After a few weeks at the beginning of a practice, a potential new member
showed up, well c'mon, I don't mean his member this time, I mean a newbie who
wanted to join and was my age and gorgeous, if you can say that about a boy. My
gaydar spiked up, but I squashed that since it was the wrestling club. Had to be a
little careful you know.

Taller than me, he had an athletic build, short black hair gelled up in shiny spikes
and haunting green eyes. I noticed his full lips too, an interest I developed after
Rod's thick lips did such a good job on my cock.

He seemed on the shy side as he asked, "Hi, I'm Cory, is... is it possible to join the
club? I've wrestled a bit and really like it but would like to learn more, if it...it's...
possible?"

"Sure Cory, I'm Mitch" I replied, bumping him, "always glad to see new members
(don't you laugh now), just go and change and we'll see how much you know"

We wrestled and his lithe body felt so firm, our junk banging against each
other's and I couldn't help but fantasize what it would be like naked, but had to
squash that idea or I'd bone up. Oops, squash that idea too, if he's not gay, that's
a no-no too.

But we soon became friends at the club and he wasn't as shy around me and was
actually quite funny.

He didn't seem fazed when I did the twirl bit in the showers but rather just a
glance down, then faced away when he showered. Didn't seem interested, oh well...

Rodney couldn't make it to the next GLBTQ meeting and I was not only surprised
but excited when I saw Cory nervously come into the room! I approached him
and I could see the same expression on his face.

We hugged, something I had dreamed about and he spoke softly in my ear, "Oh
Mitch, I'm so glad you are here, I didn't know you were gay, just hoping though"

I quickly pulled away, "But I'm not!" and he looked confused, "I'm a dyke!"

Now he was really confused and looked down at my joint which showed itself
well in these tight shorts, "but... in the showers you..."

I laughed and gave him a friendly punch, "Gotcha. I saw you take a peek and was
hoping you were interested and even more curious"

It was his turn to punch me back, "You're not a dyke, or if you were, you would
hold a record for the world's biggest clit! But you sure are a bitch!" and laughed,
spreading his arms, so we happily hugged again, and spoke in my ear again, "and
I sure was curious and certainly interested after that glance, and if it was 2
seconds longer, my interest would have popped up ringing"

 Still holding him, I now spoke softly in his ear, "Showtime. I showed you mine
now you gotta show me yours"

He moved back, still holding me and looked down, so I followed his eyes and saw
the swelling bulge, and I quipped, "If we wait long enough, it's gonna burst out of
its own accord"

He nodded and grinned, "K. You got that right, so how `bout after the meeting,
we go back to my place for a full inspection. I have a workout room downstairs
with a mat too, in case..."

Boy my eyes lit up, "Wrestle naked after the inspection?"

"Well I've always wanted to... as long as you don't wrap the serpent of yours
around my neck in a choke hold!"

Wow! Brothers in arms, "Shit yes, I use to when we were younger, but I'm dying
to do it again... and with you... bonus! Let's go!

He giggled, "And we can make something `else' to eat after..."

OMG, I'd just died and gone to cock heaven! We held hands, like a lot of others
who looked like they were on the same path as us, and we struggled against our
aching boners till the end of the meeting then almost jogged home.

And Holy Cow! Not just cock heaven, but I think finally I may have found
someone who wants to wrestle naked! That's so awesome! Ooops, sorry I forgot
to mention that I was really into that before.

Yeah, let me diverge for a few moments while we are on the way, and explain my
interest in wrestling naked. You know like when you are young kid, you're fooling
around, tussling, `rassling' as we called it, like on TV, in our bedrooms, out on the
lawn or wherever. I loved it. The body contact.

Then one day after playing, my mom told Sammy and I to go up and wash the
grass stains off. We fooled around in the shower and when we dried off he
pushed me onto the bed, so I said, "Okay, come and get it!" and that was it. I not
only loved wrestling, but I loved wrestling naked even more.

Every chance we had we would do it, and someone's brother said the Greeks
used to wrestle naked and he showed us a book with pictures.

So at one time, we had a Greek tournament with a dozen of us. Boy I was ecstatic,
and never had so many pubescent boner tubes in my face, little baggies squished
under my chin and noses up my bare ass. I loved the leg hold bit, his whole junk
in my face. Homo heaven.

I forgot to mention that at the last nudie recess I told you about, Sandy
mentioned it to the others. This was after our blowjob sessions, but before we all
squirted.

So we were all excited and did it, rolling around on the grass as the naked girls
rubbed themselves, enjoying watching us it as much as we enjoyed doing it and
tittered when Jamie did a leg lock on Chris, his stiff 4" cockling pressed against
Freddie's cheek.

Or when Jake had Bert on his back, legs up, feet spread, his pink baggy over his
pink hole showing and especially when Arnold sat on Rick`s shoulders, his bigger
ballsac resting on Ricks chin, sliding the hoody of and on the knob on his curved 5".

Everyone got really excited and stopped to watch when I flipped Sammy onto his
back, swung around over on top of him and was facing his hard cut 5" prick and
giggling to myself, I slid my lips over it and sucked!

 Benny relaxed his hold on me, then the next thing I know, he's pushing up my hips
and starts sucking me! Boy the crowd went wild, clapping away, so a couple others
did it, and little did we know we had discovered a 69! A groupie 69er too! Too bad we
didn't know about squirts but never got together again.

Okay, back to Cory and we're still jogging, almost home, my mind reeling... man...
his naked body sliding around on mine... his sweaty balls jammed under my
chin... my raging boner  jammed in between the cheeks of his sweet ass ... oh...
yass... yass...

Man, I almost tripped over my hardon as we headed down to his `workout' room
which I severely needed.

"Okay, you've peeked now it is my turn" and I grinned as I pulled off his shirt and
ran my fingertip over his nipples then down and circled his navel and he inhaled
deeply as I traced it down the hard bulge and pinched it, chuckling.

I undid his snap, slid the fly down, spread the flaps, lowered his shorts and he
gasped slightly as his briefs tented out. He squirmed when I pinched it in my
fingertips and jiggled it up and down and he sighed, running his fingertips
through my silky hair, tussling it.

As I slid his briefs down, the knob caught under the waistband and held the front
up so I kept pulling them down till his ass was bare and I squeezed his tight
cheeks as I ran my chin around on the pointed tent in his briefs. He gulped and
clutched my hair harde, lightly pulling on a few strands.

I continued them down till it slipped off the tip and his hardon snapped up,
bobbing, as he sighed in release.

It was the average 6'er, but thick, bending slightly to the left, a bit of tip peeking
through the tip skin, and nice big uptight pink ballsac, and I whispered, "Oh, nice...
real nice" and pinched the tight skin on the shaft and slid it down, unfurling his
juicy knob which was the same size round as the shaft, pointed and small flared.

I smiled up at him, "I get dibs on first taste" and ran my tongue tip up the
sensitive underside of his knob making his gasp louder and squeeze my hair
harder, then gave the juicy knob a suck.

"Oh jeez, oh fuck, I gotta taste yours real bad bro. I sure know what it looks like. I
dreamed of it in my mouth many times after, never imagining I would ever be
swinging on it"

He was pulling my shirt off as I was standing up and almost tore my pants off as
he knelt down, grinning deviously as it flipped up to due north, inches from his
face, "Finally a fantasy come true... beautiful reality"

Licking his lips, he bared the shiny head, and did the tongue tickle, swirl and suck
routine for which I would give him a good five stars.

He stood and pulled on his, "K, now that we have been formally introduced, time
to hit the mat, and finally do it naked"

"Man, I've been dreaming of this since we did it as kids"

We started with a hand on each other's shoulder and waist and did some tosses,
flips and some other moves, enjoying our naked bodies and boner contacts. I
always love that when we did it, but his boner was a lot more interesting.

We had worked up a sweat and Cory said, "Let's take a coke break"

He went over to a mini fridge and we sat down on the couch, knees spread,
touching each other's and he reached over, grasped my semi and absently
stroked it, and I reciprocated.

"You know... would you like to try something I always wanted to try?" he asked,
tilting his head.

"Sure, I always game for something new, what is it?"

"Well I like wrestling and so I did some research and discovered that the ancient
Greeks were into a lot of sports you know, like the Olympics, and especially
wrestling where they excelled and perfected it"

I was intrigued, paying close attention, and nodded, "Cool and what interested
you?"

"Well they wrestled naked too, but oiled up for it"

I was aghast, "You mean covered from head to toe in oil, cock included, and in
front of everybody?"

"Yep. The only way "

"Jeez, what it they boned up?"

"Well they said it was a good sign if they did, they weren't embarrassed by public
nudity, the cock was important for procreation and when it flexed it showed you
were just virile, not necessarily queer"

"Awesome!"

"Yeah, ancient Olympic sportsmen ran, wrestled, and fought buck naked. The
ancient Greeks had a tradition of doing things nude even at parties and they
exercised without any clothes on, even the word gymnasium came from the
Greek word `gymos' which means naked"

"Wow, you really are up on it, let's give it a try" and we looked down and sure
enough, both our fifth appendages were loyally rising to the occasion.

We stroked each other and I said, "I wanna blow your nuts off and I assume you
wanna drain my balls too, but let's wrestle first so we stay hard, I wanna see
what it's like to have your slimy hard cock rubbing all over me, K?"

"For sure, but a taste first to whet the appetite" and he bent down and gave me
a couple suck slide, then licked his lips, "Mmmm..." and I treated myself to his
quick slurp.

He blushed when he brought the oil out, "I got this at the sports store because I
wanted to do some posing" and we oiled each other up, enjoying the feel of the
other's hand all over our bodies.

Needless to say, we were very meticulous in prepping each other's body, every
crack and crevice as they say.  A couple fingers in the butt just to be sure, extra
prep on the spike and nuts which felt so much better slippery than dry, both
when doing and when receiving it.

I had fun, even oiling his face, giggling as I did his lips, and he chuckled as he
sucked my finger and for a finale, his hair, making the spikes really shiny as they
stuck up like a dozen black pricks.

Finally we were ready, and I must say really horny, our shiny twittering cocks
belying their state of anticipation.

We faced each other, admiring our jobs and he grinned as he raised his hand up,
"Wrestlers, are you ready?" and he made his hardon bob a couple times and I
replied with a couple myself, "Let the games begins. The loser will eat cock. In the
event of a tie, a winner will be declared by a 69'er suck off, the first to make the
other cumm will be declared ultimate warrior and champion cocksucker" and
dropped his hand.

He joined in with me laughing as we took our starting positions and we were
ecstatic as we grabbed, rolled, tussled, feeling greater than I think either of us
could've imagined.

His leg lock on my neck, my chin on his greasy balls, his shiny cock before my
eyes, then his oily hardon slithering over my naked and slimy body was driving
me nuts. It was so erotic, and then the thought of it penetrating my lips and
violating my mouth...


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