The first time

Great story man.

And based on truth

Wow! I wish I had had the confidence to wrestle when I was younger. Have you had many fights since then? As I am married I don’t get much opportunity and my age is against me but whenever I do have the chance it’s always great fun. My first fight was in a hotel room when I was away on a business trip. I was so nervous and excited at the same time, my opponent on that occasion was straight so I had to hide my true feelings however since then I have had several satisfactory meets. I rarely win but I always fight back as hard as I can.

Great first time, at least you both got off and he didn’t shoot and leave

Wow, what a great first match. I wish I had tried wrestling when I was that age.
Maybe then my life may not have been complicated by girls!......lol

Growing up in a small rural village in the 70s and 80s, already tall and strong from physical work, naive and firmly closeted, my guilty pleasure was watching World of Sport in my speedos when home alone and imagining testing myself against some of those big guys.
The odd bodybuilder magazine was my only nod to my future leanings.

It took me until my late 20s and a sneaky late night phone call to a gay chatline when a deep coice announced himself as 'wrestlehunk' or something like that for me to discover there were like-minded guys. He was in his 40s and told me he had wrestled several guys and loved the stregnth and lycra and would be travelling past the area in a week's time. The usual horny feelings made me agree that I should meet up and try it out.

A week later, the day arrived,panic set in, I'd given him the name of the village and my phone number. What the hell was I doing, meeting someone off a chatline who had told me already he was going to overpower me in my home? What if I wasn't good enough, disappointed him? What if I got so excited I shot a load while wrestling? Lots of thoughts ran through my head.
I tried calling him but no answer. I got changed anyway and had my speedos on under my clothes.I cleared a space in a room and again had huge doubts. I tried calling agin and he answered and I was honest and said I was nervous, unsure, what if I was seen in my little village, thats I wasn't ready and he told me he was already in the village............. I was struck dumb, I felt sick, heart pounding and hardening in my speedo. I walked out of the house to where he had parked and a big powerful stocky guy walked toward me and shook my hand. 'Can I at least have a drink and a loo break?' he said. WE went in the house and as soon as the door was closed, he turned to me and said ' So, now you've seen me, we doing it?'

We stripped to speedos and he had a huge barrel chest. He looked at me and remarked on size of my shoulders and back. He showed me how to do an effective bearhug, how to full nelson, scissors and we tried some strength moves and i could feel the power of the man. I loved the heat,the sweat, the straining of the bodies, muscles flexing, the weight of each other, the power, the vulnerability and yes the eroticism, He told me I'd be a good wrestler if I decided to go for it and challenged me to a grapple. Boosted by his compliments and my success in lifting him a bearhug, we faced off. In seconds I was down, trapped, nelsoned, headlocked, armlocked and finally crabbed. Sweaty, exhausted, bewildered, I was rolled on my back,my speedos pulled off and he unloaded on me and made me too.

Another drink, a brief chat, he showered and left me and told me he wanted tomeet me again to work on my power and technique. I will always be grateful to this beast of a man who is a legend on here for showing me how brilliant it can be. I have not lots of opportunity to do much but when it happens, I love it!! And yes, its all true.

Great experience great fun

It truly was