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On the Mat My thin but muscular build and quickness destined that I was to be on the wrestling squad at school. I enjoy sports of any sort and so I joined the squad as soon as I reached the required age. I am not the best wrestler on the squad, but I am good enough to wrestle in each competition and I often win. We have 20 wrestlers on the squad, all of us ranging from 15 to 18 years of age. Now it is a known but never mentioned fact among teenage wrestlers that because of the intensity of the match and the potential for physical contact in sexually sensitive areas, that one can expect an occasional erection while out on the mat. We wrestlers are pretty much resigned to this fact of nature, and when a young stud does pop a boner during a match, the other team-mates tend to ignore it and make no mention of it. Besides, the protective cup underneath the jock strap worn beneath the wrestler’s kit usually will conceal the erect member. I myself usually will get at least a partial erection whenever I wrestle, be it in practice or in a competition – mostly because of the reasons stated above, but also because the sight of a fellow teenaged boy all sweaty with muscles tensed makes me horny! During a recent match, however, a situation occurred that allowed me to relieve my horniness and it is this very situation of which I will tell. It was our third competition of the season, and our team was so far undefeated. I was up against the regional champ for my match and was not particularly looking forward to getting pinned fast. So, I gave it my best shot. At one point during the match I was presented the opportunity to reach between my opponent’s legs from behind, grab him by the front right thigh and spin him to his back to hopefully score some points. That, at least, was my plan. I reached between his legs and he suddenly shifted, sensing my next possible (and planned) move. Instead of grabbing his right front thigh, I grabbed his cup causing it to slip out of his jock strap and slide to the right side of his wrestling kit. Beneath that cup, and now in plain but covered view beneath his kit, was seven thick inches of bone-hard cock. His right ball had slipped out of the jock and the kit and was fully visible to the audience. The referee saw this and broke the match while my opponent “re-adjusted” himself and prepared to continue. I must say that I now needed that quick time out as well, as the sight of his protruding meat caused my own manhood to go from partially-erect to full hard-on and was pushing very uncomfortably against my own cup. I attempted to make adjustments, but there was no making my erection go away. No doubt my opponent must have noticed that my cup was now protruding more than it should, as numerous times during the rest of the match his quick hands wandered into my groin area while attempting to pin me. And pin me he finally did, but not near as quick as he or I thought would happened. We shook hands and walked from the mat for a quick recap with our coaches of what we did right or wrong during the match. After our coaches finished, I noticed that my opponent was heading for the locker room. I followed him in. The locker room was empty except for my opponent and me. My opponent walked past the shower room and sat on the bench in front of his locker, which luckily was four down from mine. I sat by my locker. “Good wrestle! My name’s Phil, by the way” I stated. “Pleased, Phil. I’m Jason” he replied. “You gave me quite the workout there. You are one of the toughest opponents I’ve had yet. Almost had me pinned for a second until the ref called time!” Jason started to take off his kit to shower up and I followed suit. When he was down to his jock strap, I noticed that the cup was still significantly pushing out against the elastic of the jock strap. He was still standing, and he turned to face away from me. His buttocks were small, very firm and covered with course, black hair. By then my own erection had soften somewhat, but I was still “fluffed” as my best friend (and wanking buddy), Erik, liked to say. Jason sat back down to remove the jock strap. I was trying not to be too obvious in my glances toward him as I anticipated seeing what was visible yet covered during the match. Jason quickly pulled his strap towards his feet and out popped all seven inches (at least two inches wide) of full, hard-on luscious cock. The side-glance sight of his meat caused my own to jump to its own eight inches (an inch and a half wide) of attention. I must have gasped slightly at the sight of his beautiful penis, for he turned and looked at me, smiling. I then pulled down my own strap and revealed my bone to Jason. “Happens to me too, every time I wrestle” said Jason, laughing slightly. “That’s a pretty nice one you have there.” I then decided to take my chances. “And yours is very beautiful too, if I may say so…and I’d love to suck on it!” I nervously stated. Jason’s eyes grew as big as saucers. He furtively glanced around the locker room. He then grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist and motioned for me to follow him. He walked over towards the line of urinals against the far wall towards a door leading to a small closet where cleaning supplies were stored. I entered the closet, close behind Jason and quickly dropped to my knees. Jason reached over and shut the door. I could already see droplets of delicious pre-cum forming at the end of Jason’s shaft. His foreskin was pulled down from around his head. I greedily licked the pearly drops from his piss hole. His whole body shuddered in pleasure at the touch of my tongue. I looked up to him and said “I’m going to take your wonderful hard-on fully in my mouth and work it until you fill my throat with cum! Then I want you to shove that lovely shaft deep inside my pucker and make me shoot.” And so I did – I deep-throated Jason to the best of my ability, trying not to gag on the thickness of his shaft. I lubricated his cock liberally with my spit, occasionally taking one of his sizeable balls fully into my mouth and licking it gently. I then wetted my index and middle finger in my mouth, reached around to Jason’s sexy, hairy ass and slowly worked both fingers up his hole while continuing to blow his cock. Jason started to gyrate his hips and moan in pleasure. I could sense that he was about to blow his wad deep into my mouth. The volume of his load was amazing when he finally exploded into my mouth. I had never known that a boy could hold so much sperm juice inside his balls. I let Jason’s tasty, cream-white load flow over my tongue and coat his thick member, getting it prepared for easy entry into my love canal. I stood up and put my arms around Jason’s shoulders. I then jumped up and wrapped my legs tightly around his waist. My light bodyweight and his physical strength posed no problem for Jason to support me. Jason reached under my buttocks and grabbed his still rock-hard piece of man flesh and thrust it hard inside my ass. I groaned loudly in pain, but soon pleasure took over as he thrust his hips against my smooth buttocks. Never had I a boy so thick inside me. The intensity of the feeling of his enormously thick penis pushing against the walls of my rectum was amazing. Beads of sweat started to pour from my body as I grunted to each in-thrust of Jason’s bone. I squeezed him tightly in my arms and jabbed my tongue into his mouth, kissing him hard in erotic pleasure. Jason pumped furiously for a good ten minutes, when I ejaculated with such force I was able to spray almost my entire load into Jason’s waiting mouth. He kissed me in return, filling both our mouths with the taste of my salty semen. I dropped my feet from around Jason’s waist, letting my full weight force his mighty cock as far inside me as it would go. Jason started to breath heavily again and soon he was grunting hard, shooting yet another stream of his thick wad into me. How one boy could have so much cum inside him I do not know, but as he slipped his cock out of my pucker at least as much cum as I produced into his mouth was dripping from my hole and running down my leg. For fear of getting caught in our boyhood pleasure, we quickly towelled off and listened through the door for any activity in the locker room. It was quiet, so I slowly opened the door. No one was in sight but we could hear the showers running, so we wrapped our towels around our waists walked slowly to the showers. I must say, I was rather difficult for both of us in that shower trying to concentrate on keeping our cocks flaccid as by then there were four other wrestlers in there with us. We just occasionally smiled at each other and laughed to ourselves as we finished showering and dressing. After the match we exchanged phone numbers and addresses so that we could arrange for some naked wrestling matches in the privacy of one of our bedrooms…
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