i didn't think this is possible not sure if the story is true or false......
Competitors to the mat,” Miss Hose yelled into the mic. “Take the neutral position.”
“Hey Miguel,” Theo said as he took his position.
Miguel raised his eyebrows. “You don’t remember me at all, do you?”
Theo shook his head. ‘Sorry man. I don’t. I wrestled a lot of guys in high school and college.”
“How many of those guys did you leave sobbing on the mat after you ripped their singlets off and exposed their tighty whities to the whole school?”
Theo had a sudden flashback to senior year at high school. A tall, lanky junior had been his opponent and he wanted to show the idiot why he was the best. He’d destroyed the kid before ripping his singlet open and walking off. He hadn’t paid attention to what he was wearing until he’d seen the pics online after.
“But you were so skinny and that was high school,’ Theo rumbled dumbly.
“I’m not now. Game on!”
Theo suddenly realised what a bad idea this match was. Miguel could destroy him in seconds. What had he been thinking just turning up to a random fight?
Miss Hose blew a whistle and Miguel immediately slammed into him; their shoulders locked together.
“Is the see-through singlet intentional?” Miguel whispered in his ear.
Theo looked down and was shocked to see that the bright lights on the mat had made his threadbare singlet practically transparent. He could see the fur on his stomach, not to mention the straps of his jock.
Before Theo could open his mouth to respond, Miguel spun to the side and wrapped one of his huge muscular arms around Theo’s thick neck putting him in a head lock.
“I really hope that jock’s clean,’ Miguel said into his ear as people whistled and cheered.
Theo didn’t have a chance to ask Miguel why when he felt Miguel’s free hand suddenly grab the back of his singlet and pull. The overstretched material took barely any additional strain to rip and within seconds, the lycra split down Theo’s back, stopping just below the waistband of his jock so that his furry crack was on show.
“Wait! What are you doing?” Theo yelped trying to break the head lock.
Miguel released the head lock and shoved Theo backwards on to the mat. Theo felt his singlet rip further as his cheeks connected with the mat.
In his seated position, Theo was suddenly conscious that the exposure and the adrenaline were having a completely undesired effect on his dick, which was starting to harden in his worn jock.
“Check out that hairy butt!”
“Yas Daddy!”
“Take it all off stud!”
The yells weren’t helping Theo’s dick and his lack of attention meant that Miguel had no problem coming behind him and putting him into a rear chin lock that made him yelp.
As Theo tried to get Miguel off of him, his cock reached full mast and he shifted even more on the mat. The jock was tight before and it was nearly unbearable now.
With Theo distracted, Miguel released one of his hands to rip the front of Theo’s singlet which tore down the chest and stomach like a hot knife through butter.
“Dude! Lay off the singlet!” Theo yelled.
Aside from it being his favourite college singlet, Theo was now very conscious that his bulging jock would be even more on show.
Miguel laughed. “Dude, are you getting off on this?”
“No! I don’t do guys. I just . . . I’ve been doing No-Nut November and I’m really . . .”
Miguel laughed even harder and released the chin lock. “Oh, this just got even better!”
Theo jumped to his feet ready to defend himself and preserve some dignity, but as he stood to his full height, the remains of his singlet floated to the floor, leaving him stood in nothing but his sweaty jock and his trainers and socks.
The cheers were deafening as Miguel bounced behind Theo and clamped his arms around his torso. The rear bear hug hurt like hell, but what was worse was that Theo’s front was completely exposed to the bar. His cock was now pulsing inside the tight jock, and he could feel the head pressing against the waistband trying to lengthen out.
“I think we need a little more exposure,” Miguel yelled behind him.
“No, wait, please,” Theo whimpered as he tried to shake Miguel off.
Miguel released one hand, grabbed the waistband of Theo’s jock and yanked it as hard as he could. The old elastic snapped with a loud twang and came free in Miguel’s hand.
Theo’s cock sprang free and slapped against his gut, the head shiny with precum.
The guys in the bar went crazy seeing the two hulks fighting and now that one of them was butt naked, they could barely contain themselves.
Theo was in a frenzy. He’d never been owned on the mat by anyone, and as if that wasn’t humiliating enough, he was naked and his cock was ready to explode.
“Miguel, let me go now bud. You win alright,’ Theo begged.
“No chance. This is way too much fun. You might not be into guys, but I am.”
Theo wriggled even harder, but Miguel slammed him forward on to the mat, his dick driving against the rubber. Miguel sat on his back and locked his thighs so that Theo couldn’t move his arms.
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28.4.2024 05:51I like where this is going!
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27.4.2024 18:33i didn't think this is possible not sure if the story is true or false......
Competitors to the mat,” Miss Hose yelled into the mic. “Take the neutral position.”
“Hey Miguel,” Theo said as he took his position.
Miguel raised his eyebrows. “You don’t remember me at all, do you?”
Theo shook his head. ‘Sorry man. I don’t. I wrestled a lot of guys in high school and college.”
“How many of those guys did you leave sobbing on the mat after you ripped their singlets off and exposed their tighty whities to the whole school?”
Theo had a sudden flashback to senior year at high school. A tall, lanky junior had been his opponent and he wanted to show the idiot why he was the best. He’d destroyed the kid before ripping his singlet open and walking off. He hadn’t paid attention to what he was wearing until he’d seen the pics online after.
“But you were so skinny and that was high school,’ Theo rumbled dumbly.
“I’m not now. Game on!”
Theo suddenly realised what a bad idea this match was. Miguel could destroy him in seconds. What had he been thinking just turning up to a random fight?
Miss Hose blew a whistle and Miguel immediately slammed into him; their shoulders locked together.
“Is the see-through singlet intentional?” Miguel whispered in his ear.
Theo looked down and was shocked to see that the bright lights on the mat had made his threadbare singlet practically transparent. He could see the fur on his stomach, not to mention the straps of his jock.
Before Theo could open his mouth to respond, Miguel spun to the side and wrapped one of his huge muscular arms around Theo’s thick neck putting him in a head lock.
“I really hope that jock’s clean,’ Miguel said into his ear as people whistled and cheered.
Theo didn’t have a chance to ask Miguel why when he felt Miguel’s free hand suddenly grab the back of his singlet and pull. The overstretched material took barely any additional strain to rip and within seconds, the lycra split down Theo’s back, stopping just below the waistband of his jock so that his furry crack was on show.
“Wait! What are you doing?” Theo yelped trying to break the head lock.
Miguel released the head lock and shoved Theo backwards on to the mat. Theo felt his singlet rip further as his cheeks connected with the mat.
In his seated position, Theo was suddenly conscious that the exposure and the adrenaline were having a completely undesired effect on his dick, which was starting to harden in his worn jock.
“Check out that hairy butt!”
“Yas Daddy!”
“Take it all off stud!”
The yells weren’t helping Theo’s dick and his lack of attention meant that Miguel had no problem coming behind him and putting him into a rear chin lock that made him yelp.
As Theo tried to get Miguel off of him, his cock reached full mast and he shifted even more on the mat. The jock was tight before and it was nearly unbearable now.
With Theo distracted, Miguel released one of his hands to rip the front of Theo’s singlet which tore down the chest and stomach like a hot knife through butter.
“Dude! Lay off the singlet!” Theo yelled.
Aside from it being his favourite college singlet, Theo was now very conscious that his bulging jock would be even more on show.
Miguel laughed. “Dude, are you getting off on this?”
“No! I don’t do guys. I just . . . I’ve been doing No-Nut November and I’m really . . .”
Miguel laughed even harder and released the chin lock. “Oh, this just got even better!”
Theo jumped to his feet ready to defend himself and preserve some dignity, but as he stood to his full height, the remains of his singlet floated to the floor, leaving him stood in nothing but his sweaty jock and his trainers and socks.
The cheers were deafening as Miguel bounced behind Theo and clamped his arms around his torso. The rear bear hug hurt like hell, but what was worse was that Theo’s front was completely exposed to the bar. His cock was now pulsing inside the tight jock, and he could feel the head pressing against the waistband trying to lengthen out.
“I think we need a little more exposure,” Miguel yelled behind him.
“No, wait, please,” Theo whimpered as he tried to shake Miguel off.
Miguel released one hand, grabbed the waistband of Theo’s jock and yanked it as hard as he could. The old elastic snapped with a loud twang and came free in Miguel’s hand.
Theo’s cock sprang free and slapped against his gut, the head shiny with precum.
The guys in the bar went crazy seeing the two hulks fighting and now that one of them was butt naked, they could barely contain themselves.
Theo was in a frenzy. He’d never been owned on the mat by anyone, and as if that wasn’t humiliating enough, he was naked and his cock was ready to explode.
“Miguel, let me go now bud. You win alright,’ Theo begged.
“No chance. This is way too much fun. You might not be into guys, but I am.”
Theo wriggled even harder, but Miguel slammed him forward on to the mat, his dick driving against the rubber. Miguel sat on his back and locked his thighs so that Theo couldn’t move his arms.