I met Bill through a wrestling website and we sent emails for weeks. We outlined our preferences for rules and wagers. We got to know each other and we exchanged stories of our favorite matches. I have gotten bigger and am now 6'1" 270 pounds with a 6 inch cut and thick cock. I have a short beard and salt and pepper hair. I am 58 years old. Bill is 6'4" 275...
People had good days, and they had bad days. If a person were lucky, the good days would outweigh the bad days. Of course, there was no guarantee in life that said they would. Over all, he felt his good days had been more numerous than his bad days. Of course, he partially felt responsible for that. He worked hard to make sure he had a good life and good re...
I stayed with Nate for the next two weeks, taking in my regular classes in the afternoon and spending most of the mornings learning the fundamentals of wrestling from Nate and Greg in a small room off the main wrestling gym while the coach's regular "Greek Wrestling" class went on in the main wrestling gym. I thought I was getting the hang of it until I was...
*** 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...
As I got dressed that morning I started to wonder what I had let myself for. I had volunteered to act as a Marshal in a Kiltwalk charity fund raising marathon walk from Glasgow and ending in Baloch Park. I had already attended a training session where we learned the course route, where the choke points were and the food and water stations. We also learnt wh...
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...
The training regime for the elite wrestlers in my university's wrestling team was known as Coach Hazard's Finishing School. I had worked hard for three years to make this squad team for two reasons: this was the best of the best in wrestling in our regional division and I had the hots for Coach Hazard, who was handsome in a rugged Marine way, was solid muscl...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** This is my third letter describing my expanding awareness from a naive man with a desire to suck a cock to a man willing to explore his seedier side. In my first letter "costume in a costume1" I describe how I dressed as a girl in a Halloween costume to trick unsuspecting...
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...
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...