Date: Sun, 10 May 2015 17:05:38 -0400
From: Ron Nelson <nelson99@comporium.net>
Subject: Wrestler's Story - 8 Argosy Bar - Part 2

Wrestlers Story # 8   The Argosy Bar  -  Part 2

By: Ron Nelson

(© 2015 by the author)



Matt was talking with Steve, the owner and main bartender of the Argosy Bar
when he became aware of a good looking younger man standing quietly next to him
waiting to get his attention. As Matt turned and noticed him when Steve had to
leave to wait on another customer, Matt saw he was solidly built and muscled
even though he was probably not much older than the minimum age of eighteen to
enter the bar. He was also wearing a tight white t-shirt which said "Heraklion"
on it. He had a grin on his face as he looked at Matt.

"You Matt?" the young man standing next to him asked.

Matt couldn't help but grin back. "Sure am, Man, at your service!"

"I deck man on the Heraklion," he continued, "and I work on Lykos' crew. You the
man who work forklift today unloading Heraklion cargo?

"You got it again, Man," was Matt's grinning reply. "What's your name?"

"The young man grinned back, "I Mikos," he said.

"Ok Mikos, what can I do for you?"

"My chief Lykos say he want wrestle with you if you no hurt him."

"Oh sure," was Matt's smiling reply, "Not too much chance of that, I'd say.
Sure, tell him any time he likes I'd sure like to get into it with him too.
Where is he?"

"He over there at table" said Mikos, nodding over to the dark table in the
corner.

As Matt turned over to look more closely at the men at the table, he saw Lykos
looking at him with a grin on his face. Matt's grin quickly matched it and the
one on Mikos' face too. Matt also felt his muscled body begin to throb in
anticipation of what he hoped was going to happen next, and his cock began to
lengthen and harden too. It felt real good to him.

"Ok, good deal," continued Mikos as he cocked his head slightly in Lykos'
direction, and saw Lykos get up, squeeze the shoulder of the man sitting next to
him, and walk to the back room of the bar where the wrestling mats were located.

"You're a good man, Mikos. Can I get you a beer or something before I head back
to take care of your man Lykos - or him to take care of me?"

"Ok, Mr. Matt. Mikos just ordinary crewman on board Heraklion, so free beer
sound pretty good!" Matt turned to Steve, who was standing nearby alternating
between watching the conversation between Matt and Mikos and casting an eye back
at the table where Lykos and the others were sitting.

As Matt made sure Mikos was getting his beer, he felt his own body tighten up
even more as he thought about whatever might happen next with Lykos in the back
room on the wrestling mat. He knew he could hardly wait to get into it with him.


* * * *


When he walked into the big dark warehouse room, with its pungent smell of two
centuries of commodities, with Mikos walking behind him, it was too dark to see
anything until his eyes would get used to the dim light.

Nevertheless he moved to walk across the mat to check out more of the room, with
Mikos following behind him.

Matt never got across to the other side of the mat.

Suddenly, in the darkness, as he walked across the mat, a powerful hand, like a
powerful bear trap, grabbed his ankle and began to pull him down to the mat. He
couldn't help but lose his balance and begin to fall. But then he was conscious
that a powerful arm had come up at the same time to catch him as he went down so
that he'd fall down easily and not get hurt.

It didn't take Matt long to figure out what had happened and who it was that
grabbed him, particularly when he reached out and felt the warm, moist and
solidly muscled skin of Lykos's muscular abs as he had positioned himself under
Matt as he came down to catch his fall.

In that same instant, Matt grinned at what was happening, and liked it. He ended
up falling slightly on his side on top of Lykos, but quickly recovered and in
the next instant he twisted around to lie crosswise on top of Lykos, chest to
chest. He still couldn't see anything, but, feeling the powerful body of Lykos
underneath him, he knew exactly where he was.

>From that position, he then quickly reached one arm out between Lykos'
powerfully muscular legs, with the crook of his elbow against Lykos' crotch to
pin him at one end, and reached his other arm around Lykos' neck to hold him
down at the other end.

As he reached around both ends of Lykos, he felt that Lykos was completely naked
underneath him. Matt liked the feel of that. It was the way he liked to wrestle
too, and it would be the way their entire match would go.

For a moment or two Matt was able to keep his pinning hold on Lykos, while Lykos
both tried to escape but was also ripping Matt's clothes off him until he'd be naked
too. Sensing what Lykos was doing to get him naked, Matt reached over and untied
his shoes to help him along.

It was still dark by Matt's eyes, but most wrestlers don't need much light to
wrestle by, and many wrestle with their eyes closed part of the time anyway,
wrestling more by the feel of their own and the other man's bodies against his
own rather than by sight.

With the dim light now overhead, however, and with Matt's eyes having grown
accustomed to the darkness, he could now make out the very powerfully muscular
body of Lykos underneath him. From their brief action already, and with both now
being naked and anticipating their close, tight and sensual match to come, Matt
felt his cock grow long and hard. At the same time, he saw and felt Lykos' own
big cock grow equally long and hard.

Now naked and wrestling each other in the dim light of the wrestling room in the
rear of the Argosy Bar, it was what both had wanted since they first saw each
other on the Savannah River docks that morning.


Every wrestler has his own style of wrestling and how much he wants and likes to
give and take. They'd hardly begun to wrestle each other when Matt heard Lykos
say, "Lykos tough, so you be as rough as you want." That was good news to Matt,
and he wasn't surprised, having already noted Lykos' powerful build and guessing
at his previous "anything goes" Greek wrestling experience.

"Ok, Lykos," Matt responded, "I like to take some punishment too!"

That set them off, both knew, for how their match might go and maybe how it
would eventually end too.


* * * *


Lykos was about the same height as Matt, but his powerfully built and muscular
body, which he'd trained into a body builder's physique, was probably about
fifteen pounds heavier. And the additional weight of muscle and flesh was
perfectly distributed over his broad and muscular back, his thick arms and
bulging biceps his thick and granite-hard pecs, muscled abs and thick and
muscular legs and thighs, were like those of a marble statue of Apollo or the
wrestlers of ancient Greece.

Matt had thought earlier when he first laid eyes on Lykos that morning, when he
was on the dock and Lykos was on the deck of the Heraklion, that he'd sure like
to get into it with Lykos if he could. Now he finally had it.

After Lykos saw that Matt had adjusted to the surprise of his being caught and
brought down on top of him, and had then stripped of his clothes and gotten
naked, he began to start their wrestling with each other and made his first move
against Matt to free himself just a little from Matt's pinning hold on him. Not
but what he always liked the feel of another wrestler's hot and naked body on
top of him just as Matt always did.

While Matt was both younger and lighter than Lykos, and of course all wrestlers
knew that inevitably any two wrestlers would always have different specs from
each other, Matt and Lykos both knew Matt's own powerfully muscular build would
be able to give Lykos a really good workout and run for his money. So who knew
what the outcome might be? It would be a match that could last a long time, give
and take, until finally it would come to some kind of end one way or another.

But for now, both could hardly wait to get into it with each other.

Matt already liked the feel of having Lykos' big body under him, his muscled
pecs crushing against Lykos' big pecs, one arm extended tightly through Lykos'
crotch, crushing Lykos' big cock and thick balls in the crook of his elbow as he
reached under Lykos to grab his muscled butt to tighten his hold, while his
other arm was wrapped around Lykos' thick neck and around the back of his head
to hold him down at the other end.

At the same time as Matt was tightening his hold on Lykos, however, Lykos was
slowly taking the same holds on Matt even though he was being pinned down on his
back underneath Matt.

Lykos first freed up one of his muscled arms, extended it out under Matt's body,
and then brought it up between Matt's just as solid butt, crushing Matt's own
now hard and bulging cock and balls in his elbow as he brought his hand up to
Matt's butt, while he reached his other arm up and over the back of Matt's neck
to get him in the same headlock Matt was holding on him.

In the next minute, they were deadlocked in the same hold on each other, with
Lykos underneath and Matt on top of him. Both enjoying the sensual feeling of
being tightly wrapped up in each other's strong hold on him.

For a couple of minutes both struggled with each other, Lykos to get free and
Matt to keep him in place, but neither really wanting to break it off either.

They also paused in their struggle for a moment when Matt felt a warm and wet
liquid fall on his back and the rest of his body, and then Lykos felt it too. It
felt good to both of them. Then Matt turned his head and saw that it was Mikos
who was pouring some warm olive wrestling oil over the two of them to make their
wrestling match even more sensual and interesting.

Matt had wrestled oiled before, and knew it always felt real good. While it made
holding the other man a little more difficult in some positions and deadlocks,
it also made it easier to get out of holds or situations he might be trapped in.
The end result was that an oiled wrestling match could be even longer lasting
and more sensual than matches without using oil.

Matt knew he surely was ready for that. And, with Mikos doing the oiling, Matt
knew that Lykos was knowing and thinking the same thing.

Little by little, Lykos was succeeding in getting free of Matt on top of him,
but then Matt, sensing that Lykos might soon free himself, twisted around
slightly until now instead he lay on top of Lykos, head to toe, in a full '69'
body press. And from there, he had only to slide himself down on top of Lykos to
get him in a solid head scissors, with his muscled legs wrapped tightly around
Lykos' head, and his big, long, hard and naked cock pressed tightly against
Lykos' face to blind and choke him on it.

Lykos, however, had no problem with his new predicament at all. He was used to
it, and relished it, give or take, every time he got into it. When Matt shifted
his body slightly to tighten his hold a little, Lykos felt Matt's big, hard rod
pressed tightly across his nose, with its big heart-shaped head pressed against
his face and mouth.

Needing to open his mouth to breath with Matt's suffocating head scissors on
him, Lykos let his tongue play with the helmet of Matt's big rod, without
letting it into his mouth. At least not yet. That would come later when they
would get into the same predicament, give and take over and over again. Matt
felt Lykos' tongue play with the end of his big rod, and knew the sensation for
when their positions would be reversed, and savored it just as much as Lykos did
now.

Lykos, however, although blinded and suffocating in Matt's full and tight head
scissors on him, knew he had his own way to get back at Matt to equalize their
moves and holds on each other.

While Matt was focused on tightening his head scissors on his opponent, Lykos
suddenly flipped up his own powerfully muscular and thick legs, catching Matt's
own head in an identical head scissors.

Then, when Lykos dropped his big legs back down to the mat, he brought Matt's
head down with the move until now they'd once again be deadlocked in the same
hold on each other. Now Matt felt Lykos' big, thick and hard rod, now also wet
with wrestling oil, pressed hard against his own face and mouth to blind and
suffocate him as well.

And then Lykos added to Matt's predicament by rolling both of them over until he
was on top of Matt, who now found himself with his back on the mat and the
bigger man's full and solid muscular body on top of him.

For a moment, in their new position, neither moved to escape or change it. Lykos
knew that although Matt was doing great with him so far, he didn't want to push
Matt any further than he might be comfortable with, and he didn't know how Matt
might or might not like the feel of another wrestler, particular a bigger one
like himself. As a result, he paused and eased up on his head scissors on Matt
right after he took the hold on him to give him a chance to breathe and escape
if he wanted.

Matt, however, always favored the feel of another wrestler on top of him, and
when that other wrestler was as muscular and built as Lykos, and they were naked
and wrestling oiled, he knew things couldn't get much better than that.

As a result, he kept his own head scissors on Lykos, and in the next moment both
rolled over again until now once again Lykos was on the bottom with Matt on top
of him, both still caught in their double head scissors on each other.

Covered with oil and slippery as a result of it, Matt tried, and then succeeded,
in pulling his head out from Lykos' scissors hold on it and free himself to
breathe and see once again.

And with it, plot his next move and punishment against Lykos. The Greek
anticipated that this would be Matt's plan and, although still blinded and
suffocating in Matt's tight head scissors on him with the fork lift operator's
long and hard rod still pressed against his face and mouth, he waited to see
what Matt's next move might be.

Matt wasn't long in deciding. With his head now free, Lykos' big and hard cock
was sticking up, fully aroused, just a couple of inches from his face.
It was a target too big and too close not to go after.

Lykos said at the start he liked to wrestle tough. Ok, this might be the chance
to see just how tough.

While continuing to hold Lykos in a suffocating figure four head scissors under
him, Matt wrapped his strong and calloused hand around Lykos' big, long and hard
cock right in front of his face and began to slowly push it forward, like a
truck floor gear shift, and push it down between Lykos' big legs to the mat
underneath him.

Matt started slowly and Lykos reacted only by lifting his legs slightly to ease
the pressure. But then Matt pushed it another inch, and another inch, and then
another inch until it was almost down between his legs, while Lykos increasingly
squirmed and began to groan while trying to ease the pressure on it. When he
wouldn't give in, Matt finally figured he'd pushed it far enough. He didn't
really want to break it off the big Greek's body entirely. At least not yet.

Matt knew what he was doing, since he liked the same torture and pressure on his
own equally big number when their positions were reversed.

As Matt eased up on the torture of his opponent's engorged manhood, Lykos began
to recover from the pain he'd been having to endure. Then he managed to free
himself from Matt's tight head scissors on him and rolled both of them over.

Now, suddenly, Lykos was once again on top of Matt and their positions were
reversed. Matt, as usual, liked the feel of having his back on the mat with the
powerfully naked, muscular and oiled body of Lykos on top of him, holding him
down.

Matt also knew that he was as fully aroused at Lykos, with his own cock now
sticking up straight from his body right in front of Lykos' face, while Lykos'
own thick boner was now once again pressed tightly against his own face.

He wasn't surprised then to feel a powerful hand wrap itself around his exposed
cock and begin to crush it in a fist. It hurt just a little, but it did feel
good. Then Lykos began to push it forward between his own muscled legs. That
hurt a little more, but felt even better. Lykos pushed it further to torture
Matt still more until he'd pushed it almost as far down between Matt's legs as
Matt had pushed his own erection down.

But then Matt figured it was about all he could take, and a tap on Lykos' solid
leg wrapped around his head signaled to Lykos that that was about as far as he
could take it.


* * * *


Lykos quickly picked up on Matt's signal and also eased his head scissors on
Matt just enough to let Matt escape and get himself set up again. Which didn't
take long.

As Matt got free, Lykos got to his hands and knees to prepare for whatever Matt
might try on him next. Which turned out to be to get on top of him and ride him
like the Greek stallion he was. To get a tight grip on Lykos, Matt wrapped his
legs tightly around Lykos' muscled body, locked his ankles together underneath
him, and then began to repeatedly smash his heels back into all of Lykos' thick
junk hanging down between his legs.

At the same time, Matt wrapped his arms around Lykos' upper body and chest to
grab one of his big thick pecs in each of his hands and began to maul them in
his fists. It felt real good to Matt to squeeze the big man's muscled flesh that
way, and, in fact, Lykos liked it just as much as it was one of his favorite
punishments that he enjoyed taken on him.

Nevertheless, Lykos did begin to shift back and forth on the mat to escape the
worst of Matt's punishment on him and try and shake him off. None of it worked,
however, and for some minutes he took, and also drank in the punishment Matt was
giving him.

Eventually, however, with their bodies oiled and slippery, Matt began to slide
off his steed's big back sufficiently so that Lykos was able to reach one hand
up to Matt's fist which was crushing his pec to hold Matt in place, and then
roll both of them over on the mat.

Now it was Matt who once again had his back on the mat, with the powerfully
muscular sailor on top of him. Matt still kept his body scissors on Lykos,
however, while able to still keep his heels jammed into Lykos' exposed crotch
against his cock and balls, and maintain his tight bear hug and excruciating
hold on the firm pecs to keep him in place.

However, Lykos was now able to lean back on top of Matt to crush him underneath
him so that their punishment of each other would be about even between them.

It was a favorite deadlock both wrestlers craved, however, both give or take,
and so neither was in any great hurry to end it.

At one point, Lykos picked Matt up bodily off the mat and turned him upside down
in a great leg split, which Matt liked for how Lykos man-handled him. However,
Lykos knew that as he was a lot stronger and could do it to Matt, Matt probably
wouldn't be able to do it to him, so, not wanting to take unfair advantage of
Matt, he soon let him down for them to continue on the mat.


As they struggled back and forth with their double punishment on each other,
both glanced at one time or another over toward the edge of the mat. In the dim
light, they saw that a couple of crewmen, in addition to Mikos, had come in and
were sitting on the benches along side of the mat to watch. Their faces were
covered with grins as Matt and Lykos worked each other over.


Eventually, while both Matt and Lykos liked the different predicaments that had
already gotten into, they knew they wanted to try some more things to get at and
punish the other some more, while taking the other's punishment back on
themselves just as much. As a result, they soon loosened their holds on each
other and, in their naked and oiled slipperiness, slid apart and slightly
separated -- just enough for Matt to recover from having Lykos' body on top of
him, as much as he liked the feeling.

Matt also noticed that Lykos, who was bigger and older than he and no doubt had
a lot more tough wrestling experience, was watching the interaction between the
two of them and made sure he wasn't coming on too fast or strong on Matt in
their struggle with each other. Instead, he noticed that in one deadlock or
another he paused just enough to turn the initiative back to Matt whenever he
was ready. Matt appreciated that.

This time, as they separated, Lykos found himself on his back on the mat with
Matt ready to move against him in some other way. Matt did move fast and got the
older man in a full body press, head to head. He slid up, positioning himself so
that now his head would be a little beyond Lykos' head, and his muscled pec,
would be directly over Lykos' face and mouth.

Then, wrapping his legs around Lykos' lower body to hold him in place, he
brought his full weight down on top so that his pec pressed down fully on Lykos'
face with his hard nipple directly over Lykos' mouth.

Needing to open his mouth to breathe, Matt then shoved his tight nipple and as
much of his pec as he could and stuffed them into the waiting mouth to force him
to suck on them. He felt Lykos' tongue circle around his nipple trying to push
it out of his mouth, but Matt held him down too tightly to escape. And maybe
Lykos' didn't try too hard to escape his predicament either.

Later on, when their positions were reversed, more than once, and Lykos was on
top with Matt underneath him, Matt felt and tasted the even bigger pec and
nipple stuffed deep down into his own mouth. Nor did he try to escape it any
more quickly than Lykos had earlier.

Eventually, with their slippery oiled bodies making it difficult to keep any
hold or deadlock too long, Lykos managed to slide himself up, and Matt down, on
top of him until their heads and faces were even with each other. Now their big,
muscled arms bear hugged each other, their chests and pecs tightly pressed
together, and their legs intertwined with each other to hold themselves, and the
other, in place.

Then with their heads and faces directly opposite each other, with Matt, on top,
he pressed his face down against Lykos' to hold him down even more. Slowly,
their lips met and their tongues found their way into each other's mouth to
wrestle each other there. As before, neither was in any hurry to end their
latest deadlock with that move.

 Eventually, Lykos loosened converted his bear hug on Matt to a headlock and
began to push his calloused open hand and palm against Matt's face to push him
away. As he did, he stuck a couple of his fingers into Matt's mouth while the
heel of his hand forced itself against Matt's chin, succeeding in pushing Matt
off him as he did.


Matt didn't go easily, however. Instead, as Lykos was trying to push him away,
he brought one knee up to jam it into the waiting crotch against his cock and
balls to crush them in the move. The big Greek took that pain and pushed Matt
off him until he was able to escape and roll off to the side.

For another fifteen or twenty minutes both wrestlers fought back against each
other slowly, to both conserve their energy and also enjoy the sensual pleasure
they were getting from the other and for themselves. As they did, the darkness
of the dim warehouse continued to blanket them, and a couple more patrons came
in from the Argosy Bar to quietly watch the action in front of them.

Now Matt and Lykos were on their knees on the mat facing each other, with their
fully aroused and oiled cocks, which they'd been torturing each other all along,
sticking out in front of them making them easy targets for the other to grab and
increase the torture. Of course neither lost any time in grabbing the other's
big dick and doing just that.

Now, both having seized each other's swollen rod in his fist, they moved in
closer to each other until they were able to grab the other around the back of
his neck to bring him down to the mat. At the same time his other hand continued
to crush the other's cock and try to both to pull it down to the floor and push
it back between the other's legs as if to almost break it off. It was a total
and sensual cockfight between the two, and neither could get enough of it.

Both realized even more that the other liked to be tortured, so long as there
was no real or permanent damage done, and so for another long several minutes
they tortured each other's rock-hard masculinity as much as they could. With
both being about the same height, their moves on the other were about even, with
neither wanting to give in first. Once again, it was only the slipperiness of
their oiled and naked bodies that eventually caused them to lose their grips,
with both then falling on their faces on the mat in front of each other.

This time Lykos was the first to recover, and by now he knew Matt was able and
enjoyed taking a lot of punishment. Being a few pounds lighter and not as
powerfully strong as body builder Lykos, he couldn't take quite as much
punishment as Lykos which the sailor instinctively realized. As a result, he
moderated his moves and punishment against Matt accordingly, but without being
too easy on him either. It made for a good, and long lasting, match.

Lykos therefore quickly moved to get and crouch on Matt's chest, facing his
feet, while Matt was still on his back. Matt quickly moved to try to escape from
under Lykos before the big seaman could come down on him totally. But, at the
same time, he liked the feel of the powerful and muscular, naked and oiled,
muscleman on top of him. So he wasn't at all disappointed when Lykos completed
his move to top him. Now he knew he was trapped and waited for whatever the big
bodybuilder intended next.

Lykos gave him only a few seconds to adjust to his new quandary before he made
that next move. The move was to slide back a few inches on top of Matt's
chiseled chest until his big and solidly muscled butt was directly over Matt's
face.

In the next instant, Matt knew what Lykos intended for him as he began to feel
the solid, bubble shaped butt settle over his face. As Lykos came down on him,
Matt gradually felt his nose, and then his eyes, mouth and lips, slowly sink
into the deep, dark and wet canyon of Lykos' butt until he was blinded and
almost suffocated in the darkness that fully covered his face.

As Lykos felt Matt's nose, face, mouth and lips sink deep into the crevice of
his butt, he knew he'd aimed to just right to complete the move. He knew he
didn't have to sit on Matt's face too heavy or hard to give Matt the full effect
of it, and also to give Matt a chance to breath through the small space the gap
of Lykos' butt left him.

Matt knew he was trapped. At the same time, however, he was used to the move,
being a favorite of his either give or take, and had no problem with it at all.
Just as Lykos didn't have any problem with it later on in their match when Matt
took the same move on him, for the same reason.

Although the back of Matt's head was pressed tightly against the mat with Lykos'
butt fully covering and smothering his face to keep him in place, Matt knew the
rest of his well muscled body was open, so in the next minutes he tried to both
flip and bridge out from under Lykos to free himself.

That meant, however, as Matt was still highly aroused, that his big rod was once
again sticking up exposed right in front of Lykos and waving like a flag pole
only a couple of inches from his face. And, worse, every time Matt tried to flip
out, it was a temptation to Lykos to inflict some additional punishment on Matt.
Which the man on top didn't pass up.

Each time Matt came to bridge up, Lykos took his calloused and oily hand and
slapped Matt's cock one way back and forth or the other. This didn't hurt Matt
but only aroused him even more until he thought he could hardly endure the
delicious pain it was giving him.

To get back at his punisher in some way, and realizing Lykos had not trapped his
arms and hands with his legs folded against the side of his chest, Matt managed
to reach around Lykos' thick and muscular thighs and seize his own long and hard
cock to crush and work it over just as Lykos was doing to him.

Lykos was unable to stop the return punishment as he was using both hands to
torture Matt and keep his own position on top of the local hunk. As a result, it
was yet another predicament for both wrestlers to both inflict their punishment
on the other, while enduring the other's revenge on himself. It was yet another
sensual predicament they were giving each other, and neither could get enough of
any of it.

It was only when Matt finally managed to pull Lykos' big staff off to the side,
almost ripping it off his body that the muscular seaman had to go with it and
fell off to the side next to Matt. Then, after Lykos lost his balance and
position on top of him, Matt was able to recover and escape... and proceed to
reverse their positions. It was now he who sat fully on Lykos' face to blind and
suffocate him in the deep canyon of his butt, which Lykos enjoyed and endured
just as much as Matt just had earlier.


* * * *


Meanwhile, two or three other patrons of the Argosy Bar, heard that there was a
real good wrestling matching going on in the dimly-lit back warehouse room, with
both wrestlers real hunky, naked and oiled. The word got around it was a match
between the Greek deck chief of the freighter Heraklion, in port for three days,
and the fork lift operator who was working the ship's cargo earlier in the day,
and both seemed to be enjoying their pretty much even struggle with the other.

Steve also came back from behind the bar a couple of times to see what the
action might be and how it was going between Lykos and Matt. He grinned each
time he checked them out.


* * * *


By now the two musclemen had been wrestling back and forth for over an hour.
>From time to time they paused, deadlocked, which gave them a chance to catch
their breath. Also, both knew they were really wrestling as much for the sensual
pleasure it gave them to struggle back and forth, oiled and naked, their
muscular bodies locked together in one hold or another, and keeping it even
between them in order to make it last as long as possible.

Still, they struggled back and forth with each other, although they'd also
developed a pattern in that whenever one had the advantage, it wouldn't be long
before, with the oiled slipperiness of their bodies, he'd lose it and then very
soon afterwards it would be reversed. It was clear each liked all the deadlocks
and predicaments they got into, give or take.

It also got to be more and more of a cockfight between the two as each looked to
crush, bend, and almost break or rip the other's big, long and hard rod off his
body, while the other did the same to him. As both liked the torture they were
giving to the other and at the same time taking back on themselves, neither ever
backed off.

Then there were the times when they got a crushing head scissors on each other,
trapping the other's head between his powerful thighs and forcing the other to
try and bridge or flip out. That didn't always work, however, and sometimes in
their twisting around their faces ended up facing into the other's wet and naked
crotch, long hard boner and thick, bulging balls.

When that happened, it wasn't long before whichever wrestler had the scissors,
he'd reach out and pull the other's head deeper and deeper into his crotch and
against his big cock and balls to blind and suffocate him as much as he could.

Lykos was the first to get the hold on Matt, who soon found himself trapped,
blinded and suffocating with his face deep into Lykos' hot wet crotch, just as
the sailor intended. As it happened, however, it was one of Matt's favorite
holds to get caught in as well as take on the other man.

And then frequently Matt found that by twisting his head just a little when
caught in a tight head scissors such as Lykos was holding him now, with his face
pulled tightly against his Lykos' big rod and thick balls, Matt was able to suck
first one, and then both of the heavy, bulging Greek's balls into his mouth.

It didn't take Lykos long to realize that now he was at the mercy of Matt and
had to hope the stud wouldn't chew his balls right off his body. At the same
time, he knew exactly what Matt was doing as he'd done the same thing when
caught in a similar predicament wrestling with other men back in Greece and
aboard ship. It was always a deadlock between the two, and sometimes lasted a
long time. As it did now too.


* * * *


Eventually, however, Lykos' began to release Matt slowly, which not only gave
Matt a chance to recover but also release Lykos' big balls out of his mouth, and
also gave him the chance to get back at the Greek sailor and bodybuilder however
he liked. As soon as Lykos had let Matt free, and knowing Matt had been under
some pressure for a while, he went to his hands and knees on the mat to let Matt
take the next initiative.

Which Matt soon did, which was to once again get on the Greek's powerfully
muscled back, wrap his muscular legs around the sailor's lower body and his arms
around his upper body and chest, tightly grasping his thick pecs to hold himself
in place.

That position also meant that, as they were wrestling naked and oiled and were
both heavily aroused as well with all of their back and forth cockfighting, that
Matt's long and hard rod was pressed hard and deep against the dark fissure of
Lykos' hard and tight bubble-butt.

Matt knew he always liked the feel of that when he was being ridden, and as
Lykos never made any complaints against it, Matt knew he liked it just as much.

Matt suspected Lykos might like to go further with it, just as he and Seth had
gotten into it in the backwoods of Georgia a few years ago.

After Lykos and Matt had been wrestling for well over an hour and knew they'd
have to end it some time, they came back to their "horse and rider" position
more and more. Matt figured he'd take it to another step.

Slowly he began to position the big heart-shaped end of his long and hard rod
directly over Lykos' butt hole, and then began to push it in slightly until at
least his purple-headed soldier had penetrated the arena he thought Lykos would
like.

Lykos moved slightly to one side and then the other as if to avoid Matt, but he
went no further to escape what Matt was doing to him.

Matt, however, signaling that he didn't want to end their match yet, broke it
off when he shoved one of his arms under Lykos' arm to pull him up and turn him
over, which he succeeded in doing.

Now once again both were on the mat, Lykos on his back and Matt on top of him in
a full face-to-face body press. As they looked into each other's eyes, each
could see the big grin on the other's face. Matt figured Lykos must not have
minded what Matt had just been doing to him earlier when he was riding him and
had begun to probe his butt with the working end of his hard cock. He was right
about that.

With this new body press of Matt's on top of Lykos, he first face-pressed him
and once again their wet and oily lips met, their tongues finding their way into
each other's mouth to once again wrestle it out there.

Then Matt pulled himself up a little on the muscle-stud's big body until he was
able to position his own muscled pec directly over Lykos' face and mouth, and
once again moving to stuff it deep into his mouth, forcing him to suck on it.
Lykos had no trouble in taking the punishment.

But then Lykos brought his powerfully thick leg up underneath Matt and jammed it
hard into the exposed crotch, almost grinding his young victim's cock and balls
into his own vulnerable body as he lifted Matt high over him. At the same time,
he reached up and grabbed each of Matt's hands in his own two hands so that Matt
couldn't escape the bow and arrow reverse.

Now it was Matt who was suspended high in the air, unable to escape as Lykos
kept his tight grip on his hands and a big foot was jammed into his crotch,
crushing his cock and balls under his own body weight. It was agony for Matt,
although the observers along the side of the mat saw the big grin on his face as
he acknowledged the predicament he was in.

It was only when, in the slipperiness of their bodies, Matt was able to slide
out and come back down to the mat next to Lykos that he was once again free. The
sailor-man went back to his hands and knees position next to Matt until he could
fully recover.

It didn't take long. Once again Matt quickly mounted Lykos' back, grabbing him
around the chest and squeezing his pecs, not only to solidify his hold but also
to punish Lykos for what he had just done to him by suspending him in the air
while crushing his cock and balls as well.

Lykos' crushing of his cock and balls, however, had only increased the sensual
feelings Matt had become aroused more and more during their whole match. Now
both knew neither was very far from coming and shooting their full loads. The
question now was only when, and how?

As his big anaconda was now once again pressed hard against Lykos' solid butt,
Matt once again positioned it directly over his butt hole. But now he began to
push it slowly deep into the Greek's powerfully muscled body. This gave Lykos a
chance to relax and take it if he liked it, or tighten up if he didn't. He
stayed relaxed.

Slowly, and deeper and deeper, Matt stabbed his big, long and hard one-eyed
snake deep into Lykos' waiting and receptive body. The hardness and smooth
oiliness which covered all of their bodies, including Matt's big bone, made the
penetration go so easily either hardly felt it at all, except for the pleasure
it gave to both of them.

Matt wondered how deep he should or could go. But Lykos offered no more than
some groans of deep pleasure as Matt went deeper and deeper into him until Matt
felt his balls soon slapping against Lykos' buns and he could go in to further.

The whole thing felt real good to both wrestlers.

Now Matt instinctively began to stab his long, hard dipstick repeatedly into the
muscled body builder's muscled butt, slamming his whole body against Lykos as he
did, working to force all of his hot white cum to spill out six fathoms deep
into the sailor's muscled body.

As Matt pounded him, Lykos remained solidly on his hands and knees on the mat,
willing to take his whole delicious subjugation as long as Matt wanted to give
it to him.

It wouldn't be too long, as Matt knew he was close to coming even when he had
just began. Then Matt felt all the hot rich and creamy cum which had been so
long accumulating all during their extended wrestling match suddenly begin to
rush through his pipes, and then burst out of his big cock head which was bedded
so deep inside Lykos' waiting body.

Lykos felt Matt's body stiffen on top of him as he began to shoot his big load,
and in the next instant he knew that he was being filled with all the creamy
white cum that Matt had in him.

Lykos had no problem with that at all. He was willing to wait until Matt had
completely finished with him, gone limp as all of the energy in the young
muscle-stud had drained out of him along with all his cum, and fallen off back
on to the mat next to him.


* * * *


As the Argosy Bar patrons who were sitting by the edge of the mat in the
darkened warehouse watched, Lykos and Matt lay quietly side by side, and a
couple of them figured the match had ended, and began to get up to return to the
bar.

Both Lykos and Matt knew, however, they weren't quite finished with each other
yet. Already, their match had gone on, back and forth, for well over an hour
on the mat in the darkened warehouse in the rear of the Argosy Bar. They knew
they'd already expended a tremendous amount of energy in their long give and
take struggle with each other, but they hoped they still had at least some
more to continue it yet further.

But they both knew that while Matt was drained of all the hot white cum in his
body for the moment, he'd recover fast and would then be ready for at least a
little more. And that Lykos still had his full load of hot white cum in his
loins, and would want his return on Matt.

As they lay naked and oiled side by side on the dark warehouse mat, Lykos, who
was on his side and back, watched Matt out of the corner of his eye and saw him
slowly extend one of his arms over toward him.

Then suddenly Matt, now already almost completely recovered, reached out and
seized Lykos' wrist so that he couldn't escape. Then he followed that up by
jumping on top of Lykos once again to pin him in a new body press.

For an instant, while Lykos was suddenly getting used to the good feel of having
the naked, oiled and muscular body of Matt on top of him again, Matt moved to
solidify his hold on the hot Greek sailor.

As he'd hit Lykos from the side, he moved to body press him head-to-toe. This
let him get Lykos in another crushing figure four head scissors and press his
big and still throbbing cock and thick balls hard against Lykos' face to blind
and suffocate him once again and give him something more to think about.

Matt, at the same time, also found Lykos' still long, hard and wet big cock once
again sticking out from his body right in his face and ready to be attacked,
crushed and bent forward between his big thighs once again.

But this time Matt's advantage lasted only a few seconds. He'd used most of his
rebuilt energy to make his sudden move on Lykos, who still had all of his
energy. Lykos knew he still wanted his piece of the action, and he knew Matt
would expect it too.

Even though he was suddenly trapped in Matt's figure-four head scissors, with
Matt's big rod and thick balls pressed tightly against his face, he nevertheless
managed to flip up his still strong own big and muscular legs to catch Matt in a
powerful and crushing head scissors of his own.

Then he dropped his legs down to the mat again still holding Matt's head tightly
between his big thighs, with next his own big Dick and the Twins pressed tightly
against Matt's face.

For a moment, Matt, still being on top, struggled to get free. However, his
predicament quickly got worse when the powerful Lykos rolled both of them over,
both still caught in their double figure four head scissors on each other. But
now the powerfully muscled body builder Lykos was on top of Matt in a full body
press as well as the tight and crushing head scissors.

This time, however, Matt knew he was still weakened from having already shot his
full load, while Lykos was still at the peak of his power.

Although still fighting to get free from under Lykos, Matt very much liked
everything Lykos was doing to him, always liking the feeling of another wrestler
on top of him holding him down. And when that other wrestler was a powerful,
naked and oiled Greek god, he knew things didn't really get any better than
that.

But now his struggles got worse, or maybe still better, when once again he felt
the big hard heart-shaped end of Lykos' big loukaniko against his mouth and
lips. He knew what Lykos intended to do then, and waited for it. As he struggled
to breathe in the tight head scissors on him, with this big hard rod and thick,
bulging balls pressed tightly against his face as he struggled to breathe, Matt
felt Lykos plunge his big hammer deep down into his mouth and throat.

Neither ever had any problem with that previously, knowing it was just a normal
part of "anything goes" wrestling, and that, wrestling naked and oiled, the more
they got, the better they liked it. Nor did Matt have any problem with it now.

Matt guessed, rightly, that this time Lykos was going to end their long match by
taking revenge on Matt, who was still weakened slightly from having shot his own
full load of cum deep into Lykos' big and solid butt just a few moments ago. The
seaman bodybuilder now would shoot his own full load of hot cum deep down into
Matt's own mouth and throat.

Matt knew he was going to like that.


It didn't take Lykos long, with his full arousal during all of their long match,
to come to his climax. Suddenly, Matt felt Lykos' powerfully muscular body
shudder and give a small groan as he felt all of his hot white cum race through
his body to his big and hard heart-shaped hot cream slinger.

Then, in the next instant, Matt felt it as it burst out into his mouth and flood
and pulse down his throat. At the same time Matt tasted its sweet creamy taste
as it soon filled his mouth and began to run over the side of his face and down
the side of his neck to the mat beneath them.

On and on it flowed as Lykos finally felt himself draining himself of all his
cum, which drained all of his energy too, while Matt soon found the rest of his
energy drained too.


* * * *


For a few long minutes, both Matt and Lykos remained motionless on the mat, now
as slippery and as oil- and sweat-covered as the wrestlers themselves. In the
darkness of the warehouse room, the Argosy Bar patrons who had been watching
them through all of their long match knew they'd seen a really good match up.

Among them now once again was Steve, who had come in to watch the latter part of
the match and watched as both wrestlers shot their full loads deep into the
other to the complete satisfaction of both.

Slowly Matt and Lykos got up, ready to go to the shower and get dressed when
Steve came up to both of them and say, "Ok, Matt, how you like wrestle with my
son Lykos?"

"Your son?" asked Matt with a complete surprise and a big grin on his face.

"Oh sure," replied Steve, "Lykos made Deck Chief on the Heraklion a few months
ago, and when he come to Savannah last month, I tell him about you. I say you
hunky young guy, work on docks and good wrestler. Lykos wrestling champ back in
Greece and on his ship, and he say he want to wrestle you.

"So I tell him to watch for you on docks, and sure enough, there you are. So I
tell him you come to Argosy Bar Friday nights, so things happen.

"That ok with you?"

"Man," replied Matt, "it sure is and was. Lykos here is the greatest!"

To which Lykos responded only with a grin and a squeeze on the back of Matt's
neck.


* * * *


It was almost two o'clock in the morning when Matt stepped out of the Argosy Bar
to ride his motorcycle back home. The night air was warm, and the evening
thundershower had cleared the air and River Street was again dry. As Matt rode
along the river, the river was black and shining in the reflected moonlight.
Only a lone tug boat chugging its way down the river, most likely to meet and
guide in an arriving freighter, gave any light or motion to the whole scene.

`Man, I liked that,' thought Matt as he shifted into a higher running gear and
his motorcycle purred easily under him while the warm and clear night air blew
softly into his face.

`And tomorrow's Saturday and I'm off, and the Heraklion is to be in port for
three days. I hope Lykos is going to be at the Argosy again tomorrow. I'd sure
like to mess around with him again!'

As Lykos sacked out in the small dormitory room over the Argosy Bar, there being
no need for him to return to the Heraklion that night, he was thinking the same
thing.


 * * The End * *



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