(Side Note: This is based on a true events that occured when I was 18 years old and a senior high schooler.)
"He's coming...he's really coming...today," I said to myself in the mirror, looking over my fit body.
I wasn't the most fit kid in school, at least appearance wise, but I could lift, run, and jump enough that the weight teacher always tried to recruit me for football. I never took up the opportunity. Didn't really like the thought of being battered and broken by a herd of chaotic high schoolers nor the slightest chance. My interests had always been else where.
Since middle school gym class, I had craved every moment on the cold wrestling mats against any attractive opponent I could find. The first of these matches was Kyler. We weren't friends or anything at the time, but we knew each other enough that having the opportunity to wrestle was too good to pass up. Back then I was 5'6 and he was 4'3 and our matches were amazing. So amazing that, at some point, I began to question my "straight-ness."
In high school, I wasn't much of a flirt or anything. I tended to be intelligent and clever, at least that's what I was told. I didn't care much for others due to past efforts, so I focused on the bigger picture. I studied, lifted, and prepared for the future. So nobody could ever guess that I had secretly become bi-curious while watching BG East videos online like Skip Vance vs Dylon Roberts. Kyler looked so much like Skip, his tan skin, dirty blonde hair, and boyish charm, that I decided to lightly pursue him.
We eventually became best friends in school and wrestled any chance we could. It was a guys' thing, mostly. Then, in the summer of 2014, he had suddenly and curiously asked me if I was bi. I said that I didn't know and he didn't know about himself either. So we devised a little plan: to wrestle erotically for the first time and figure out the truth. Our bodies were far from that of middle school time. I stood at 5'11 155 lbs with a fit, lightly muscled body and Kyler at 5'3 135 lbs with half the strength I had and a little chubby around the belly.
In November of 2014, he arrived at my house in the early evening. Both went directly into my room, shutting and locking the door. We were too horny to care if anyone else was in the house. Without warning, he stripped down into a pair of tight, red boxer breifs and I couldn't resist myself.
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19.7.2017 17:06(Side Note: This is based on a true events that occured when I was 18 years old and a senior high schooler.)
"He's coming...he's really coming...today," I said to myself in the mirror, looking over my fit body.
I wasn't the most fit kid in school, at least appearance wise, but I could lift, run, and jump enough that the weight teacher always tried to recruit me for football. I never took up the opportunity. Didn't really like the thought of being battered and broken by a herd of chaotic high schoolers nor the slightest chance. My interests had always been else where.
Since middle school gym class, I had craved every moment on the cold wrestling mats against any attractive opponent I could find. The first of these matches was Kyler. We weren't friends or anything at the time, but we knew each other enough that having the opportunity to wrestle was too good to pass up. Back then I was 5'6 and he was 4'3 and our matches were amazing. So amazing that, at some point, I began to question my "straight-ness."
In high school, I wasn't much of a flirt or anything. I tended to be intelligent and clever, at least that's what I was told. I didn't care much for others due to past efforts, so I focused on the bigger picture. I studied, lifted, and prepared for the future. So nobody could ever guess that I had secretly become bi-curious while watching BG East videos online like Skip Vance vs Dylon Roberts. Kyler looked so much like Skip, his tan skin, dirty blonde hair, and boyish charm, that I decided to lightly pursue him.
We eventually became best friends in school and wrestled any chance we could. It was a guys' thing, mostly. Then, in the summer of 2014, he had suddenly and curiously asked me if I was bi. I said that I didn't know and he didn't know about himself either. So we devised a little plan: to wrestle erotically for the first time and figure out the truth. Our bodies were far from that of middle school time. I stood at 5'11 155 lbs with a fit, lightly muscled body and Kyler at 5'3 135 lbs with half the strength I had and a little chubby around the belly.
In November of 2014, he arrived at my house in the early evening. Both went directly into my room, shutting and locking the door. We were too horny to care if anyone else was in the house. Without warning, he stripped down into a pair of tight, red boxer breifs and I couldn't resist myself.
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