From: mwaggen@sirius.com
Subject: The Wrestling Team
Date: Tue, 07 May 1996 03:11:04 GMT

The Wrestling Team by Chuckie Cheez               COLORBOLT Productions

Hi... my name is Aaron, I am 13 years old and in the 7th grade.  I just
wanted to tell you all a little
story about what happened to me this year at school.

Ou wrestling class meets in the gym after school.  My friend Richie and I
made the team this year,
despite  the fact that we are somewhat scrawny guys.  I'm only 5"4" and
weigh in at only 90
pounds,  Richie is a little smaller than I am, but that didn't stop us at
all.  We got to the gym and
went  into the locker room to change.  Since this is a middle-school, there
were some 8th and 9th
graders in there also.  They think they are so cool, what with their hairy
cocks and big balls.  They
pointed at Richie and me and laughed at our cocks and hairless balls.  I
guess they forgot how
short a time ago that they were like us.

We got dressed in our gym clothes and went into the gym.  Mr Albanese, the
gym teacher, (Richie
calls him BIGDICK, 'cause he has the biggest dick we've ever seen) was
already matching kids up. 
I got matched up with  Alex Foreman.  Alex is a little bigger than I am
with dark brown hair,
brown eyes and a big bulge in his wrestling tights.  I saw him in the
shower after practice once,
and his cock was about 5" long and had lots of brown hair around it.  Not
like mine which is only
about 4" when it is hard.  Anyway, it came to our turn and me and Alex got
on the mat.  We got
into the standard kneeling position, with Alex on top.  I loved the way it
felt when he reached his
hand under my stomach to begin the hold.  Mr Albanese blew the whistle and
we began to
wrestle.  It didn't take much for Alex to flip me over and onto my back.
He pounced on my
stomach and got me into a hold at once.  I could feel his cock pressing
against my leg, and I
offered little resistance.  He pinned me and Mr Albanese told him he had
done a great job.   
Practice went this way for about an hour and a half.  Different guys would
tag me to the ground
and Mr Albanese would tell them what a great job they did.  Seems I was
only cut out to be the
"mat dummy" for this team.  After practice we went into the showers, right
next to me was Alex,
with his beautiful cock staring me right in the face.  I had to turn the
water on a little colder to
keep from getting a boner right there.

Richie was coming over for dinner and to help me with my math that night,
so we walked to my
house together.  After dinner, we went upstairs to my room to work on our
math.  Richie picked
up some papers off my desk while I was in the bathroom peeing.  I forgot
about that story I had
downloaded from the Internet a few days ago.  It was called "The
Skateboarders", and was about
these boys and this guy having sex together.  When I walked back into the
room, Richie was
sitting on my bed reading the story with his eyes opened real wide.
  
"Where did you get THIS?", he exclaimed

"Off the Internet", I replied, "and you shouldn't be snooping in my desk."

"I wasn't SNOOPING, it was laying right out on top of your desk.  This is
cool, Aaron, do you
ever think about ding stuff like this?"

I grabbed the papers away from him, and walked back to my desk and put them
in the drawer. 
"Sometimes I think about doing stuff like that."

Richie stood up and walked over to where I was standing next to my desk.
"Come on, Aaron, let
me read the rest of it!"

I looked at him and said, "Do you really want to read this?"

"Please, please, please!" he whined.

Okay, but if it makes your dick hard, don't blame me."

"My dick is already hard," Richie said as he grabbed his crotch and
squeezed it.

I looked down and could see the outline of his hard dick in his hand.  This
immediately made my
little cock spring to attention.  I took the story from the drawer and gave
it to him.  He sat down
on the bed and began to read where he had left off.  He would occasionally
reach his hand down
to this crotch while he was reading and squeeze his dick.  My dick was rock
hard just thinking
about the story.  When he was done, he handed the papers back.

"Whew, that was a neat story.   Do you think that guys really do stuff like
that?  I wish I could get
a blow-job someday."

"You probably can't even squirt yet," I said in a sarcastic voice.

"Uh huh," Richie exclaimed.  "I did it for the first time last week, and I
ain't never felt anything
better.  Can you cum?"

"Can I what?" I said.

"Cum! That's what they call it when you squirt.  Cumming." Richie said with
authority.

"No, not yet, but it sure does feel awesome when I jerk it."

"Ya want to jerk it now?" Richie asked sheepishly.  "Ya wanna see me come?"

I had never seen a guy shoot before and I was really turned on by the
thought.  "Yeah!  Take of
your pants and beat off, so I can watch."

"If I take off my pants and beat off, you have to do something for me too."
Richie said, as he
pulled off his shoes and socks, unbuttoned his baggy 501 jeans and slid
them off.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked.

Richie pulled his "NO FEAR" tee-shirt over his head and was standing there
in just his jockey
shorts.  I could see his hard prick outlined in the white fabric.  "Come
here!" he ordered.

I walked over in front of  him, and he took my hand and put it on his dick
and said "Squeeze."

I squeezed his cock.  I could feel the tingling in my balls from this act
of pure lust.  I had never
touched a hard cock other than my own before, and Richie's felt too great
for words.  I squeezed
a couple of more times and then put my hand into his shorts.  I had seen
him naked at school, and
knew that he was just starting to get hair.  I could feel the soft fur
between my fingers.  He slid his
pants down and his cock popped out.  I took it and began to stroke it up
and down.  He just
moaned.  He moved away from me and went over to my bed and laid down.
"Take your clothes
off."

I began to strip slowly, all the while Richie was laying there watching me
and stroking his dick.  I
went over and sat down on the side of the bed and began to beat him off.  

"Will you suck it for me?" Richie asked.

I didn't even answer as I put my head down on his leg.  I knew
instinctively what to do.  I took his
prick in my mouth and began sucking it like I had read about in the story.
It was like sucking
your thumb, only softer.  AND, sucking your thumb didn't make your balls
tingle like mine did.

"Oh my God, that is great. " Richie said as he began to thrust his hips and
make his dick go in and
out of my mouth.  "Don't stop till I shoot."

I mumbled that I wouldn't, and grabbed my pole and began to stroke it in
rhythm with Richie's
thrusts.  It didn't take long and Richie screamed that he was going to cum.
I braced myself for the
unknown, and soon felt his hot sperm shooting into my throat.  I gagged a
little at first, but then I
swallowed and Richie just kept moaning and thrusting.  I felt my balls
start to ache and knew that
my dry climax (damn it) was about to go.  My entire body tensed and I
jerked, as the rush of
things  yet to be experienced flushed over me.  We both went limp.








Chapter two

Richie let me suck his cock anytime I wanted after that.  It had been going
on for about four
months, and summer was fast approaching.  Final exams were on the horizon,
and that's when life
really got good.  Being an "A" student I knew that I was not going to have
any trouble passing
exams.  Too bad things hadn't gone better for me on the wrestling team.
All year I had gone to
practice, but just couldn't seem to get any better.  One day after
practice, Alex came over to my
locker and said that if I helped him pass his math exam, he would help me
with my wrestling.  My
heart melted at the thought of spending time with this boy that I so much
admired.

"How about at my house after school?" Alex said.  "My parents both work and
my sister is away
at college, so we can have the house to ourselves."

"Kewl!" Was all I could manage to say.

I met Alex in the parking lot after school, and we walked the half mile or
so to his house in
relative silence.  He asked about things I liked to do, but I could only
mumble responses, being to
engaged in thoughts of wrestling with Alex.  We arrived at his house, a
modest split-level type
with a pool out back.  He took me to his room and showed me all of his
wrestling posters he had
put up on his walls.  

"You sure do like wresting," Isaid.

"Yeah," Alex responded, "I like getting guys down on the mat, it makes me
feel strong.  Do you
want to practicve wrestling first?"

"Sure," I reesponded.  "I've got my wrestling clothes here in my bag."

"We don't need any gym clothes," Alex said, "we can just wrestle in our
wndershorts."

He began to strip off his tee-shirt andf jeans, and I could feel the boner
rising in my groin.  I began
to take off my clothes and soon we were both standing there in just our
briefs.  It was everything I
could do not to get a boiner.  Alex took me down to the basement, where
they had a wrestling
mat.

"Let me show you a couple of take downs," Alex said.  "Get on your knees."

I got down on my knees in the standard wrestling fashion, and Alex dropped
down on top of me. 
The feeling of his naked chest and stomach on my back, made not trying to
get a boner useless. 
My dick got immediately hard.  I was sweating with worry about what Alex
would think or do
when he saw it.