Will and I had been going to 47 Central in Lynn nearly every Saturday night for 2-3 years now. I guess you could call us "regulars". It was a nice neighborhood bar, with a very friendly (and hot) Brazilian bartender, a great DJ for dancing, and cheap drink prices, which more than outweighed the fact that the owner of the bar, George, was a persistent flirt....
I'm Tony. Life is good. Life has more variety than I ever dreamt of, because of a special weekend that changed my life for ever. Like all these things it started in a bar! Late on a Tuesday evening. Attached to sports club. Some guys on the next table boasting -- civil servants were the best sportsmen! Okay, they had just won the local five-aside soccer le...
I had hoped after my conference with Coach Seeman where he had commiserated with me about how badly one of his wrestlers had used me outside the gym that I would get some relief from the liberties he was permitting his guys to take with me, but no such luck. At least, though, my next team punch event day at wrestling practice was more memorable for being the...
*** Disclaimer - the events related below occurred when I was a senior in high school. I, as well as the other students mentioned below, were at least 18 years old at the time. *** Throughout high school I was a shy kid. When I was in 9th grade, I was just 98 pounds and the only male in my class who weighed less than 100 pounds. The wrestling coach begged f...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. *** My dad secretly likes to have sex fights with other guys. I found out about this a couple years ago when I got a bit too curious as to what he and his buddies usually do on the basement. That's where Dad keeps his own personal wrestling ring, but I figured that's not unusual conside...
"Ever wrestle before?" It was an odd question to come out of nowhere from someone I had just barely got to know. I stopped walking and looked down at my skinny frame for a moment, then back to the face of my college schoolmate. "Are you kidding?" I replied, laughing. "Do I look like a wrestler to you?" Perry, who really wasn't that much bigger than me phy...
Coach Hazard, the coach of my university wrestling team, who ran a program of total commitment of players to each other and him—in every way—had told all of the wrestlers that they could come over and use his swimming pool at any time. And I was so sore and strung out after the sessions where I was initiated—totally—into and by the squad that I took him up o...
I had only ever wrestled Russ a few times. He lived locally and was a nice guy but as far as "wrestling" he was – to put it mildly – a little lame. He was good, don't get me wrong, but we would wrestle and as soon as one of us was pinned or submitted the wrestling was over. No second round, no rematch, no nothing. Our longest "match" went about half an hour...
Jim Carmody was on his way to a slaughter. His own. As he walked down the street to meet his master, he knew what was waiting for him when he entered the house at the end of Merritt Road, and for most people, even imagining what was going to happen would have sent them running in the opposite direction. Jim Carmody was not most people, and as he made his wa...
Sunday, March 22 12:00AM MDT Steamboat Springs, CO Drew Weeks "I am so glad you got us our own room for the night." "I'll say," Levi said, agreeing with Lucas. "I wasn't quite certain how I felt about being open to the idea of messing around with all the other guys." "I wish you both could have been out there with me on the mat while I was warming up f...