Date: Sun, 28 Aug 2005 0:59:16 -0400
From: drewscoach@cox.net
Subject: Wrestling Drew Part 1

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Wrestling Drew Pt 1

It's Friday. You're in the last class for the week, which happens to be gym
class. Your Coach (me) has you guys wrestling. You're the most muscular, in
shape guy in the class and you want everyone to know it too! You're
showboating, showing off your muscle and putting down the other boys in
your class. You don't notice that I'm getting annoyed by this. You're up
for the last match, before class is dismissed. The guy you're up against is
in good shape for his age, but no match for you and your bod. You've got
him in a half nelson and are pouring on the pressure, making him squirm.
He cries uncle, yet still you continue with the hold, loving the feeling of
power and calling him a sissy.

Suddenly, you feel yourself being grabbed, lifted off him, and slammed down
on the mat. It's ME, your COACH, and I'm PISSED OFF! I say: "So you think
you're the big stud, eh Drew? Let's see about that!" With that, I jump on
top of you, and we start to wrestle. You and your coach, wrestling in front
of your whole gym class! You put up a good struggle, but your 18 year old
jockbod is no match for my 27 year old frame. I have a height (6'2"),
weight and experience advantage. Pretty soon, I've got the upper hand and I
proceed to try out one wrestling move after another. You're strong, but not
strong enough to stop me. I start to taunt you: "So where's all those
muscles now, buddy?" The other boys in your gym class start to snicker at
how you're being thrown all over the mat, helpless. Finally, I grab you in
a full nelson and start to pour on the pressure. At first, wrestling me
(both of us in our tight singlets) started to kind of turn you on, but now
it's HURTING! And the laughter of your classmates doesn't help either!
Finally, you can't take it anymore and scream out "I GIVE! COACH, I GIVE!"
I let you go and help you up. Humiliated, you skulk off to the locker room,
followed by the rest of the guys, who continue to make fun of you and your
once proud, invincible body.

You take off your singlet and jock and are just about to head to the
showers, when the door opens and I walk in. "Drew, I've had enough of the
attitude you always display to the other guys. Come here!" You turn around
to grab some clothes, but then I say : "I MEANT RIGHT NOW!!" Naked and
humiliated, you follow me back into the gym, leaving your laughing
classmates behind you.

Back in the gym, I lead you to the weights area and tell you to start off
with some bench presses. That's when you notice that I'm no longer wearing
my singlet, I'm now just wearing some shiny Everlast boxing shorts. You're
feeling a little turned on, seeing my upper body on display and being naked
yourself, while doing your bench presses, but you're also a little
uncomfortable, since you don't really have a clue what's going on.  For the
next hour, I push you through the most intense chest workout you've ever
had! Benchpresses, flyes, dumbbell presses, cable machines etcetera, until
your chest sizzles and your pecs are more PUMPED than ever before!

Finally, I lead you over to the boxing ring. "So, Drew, you like your
pecs?" I reach out and start to massage your chest. "Clench your hands
behind your back" You follow my orders, but your dick starts to rise. I
twist your nipples and say: "I like your pecs too, buddy!" With that, I
start to lightly punch them. With your hands behind your back, your pecs
are really on display now and totally defenseless. "Yeah, that's it ,Drew,
show those puppies off!" I start to punch harder and faster. And harder
yet! Pretty soon, I'm slamming into your pecs and nipples so hard, that you
almost lose your footing and have to take a step back. But I move right
along with you, and the onslaught continues. You're driven back, all the
way into the corner of the ring. I'm hitting you so hard now, that you have
to hang your arms over the top rope to keep your balance. Meanwhile, your
rock hard, drooling dick flops around with every punch! Then I say: "And I
like your abs too!" With that, I start hitting your abs also!

This continues for a while, both of us getting more turned on all the
time. My dick is tenting out my shorts, while every now and then I slam my
hand into the drooling tip of your dick, mashing it against your rock hard
abs. You LOVE the feel of my bare knuckles slamming into you! Every now and
then, I massage your chest or abs or twist your nipples, then I go right
back to pummeling your once-proud bod! Little by little, the onslaught
weakens your massive pecs and turns your abs into jelly. Your legs start to
turn to rubber and you slide down to the floor of the ring, defeated.
Quickly, I rip off my shorts and slam my rock hard dick between your lips
and start ramming down your throat. With every thrust, your head slams
against the ringpost. Then, I slide you all the way down to the ring floor
and proceed to 69 you. With your pecs and abs virtually demolished, you
can't do much, but you can still suck with the best of them! It turns you
on so much that you come down my throat, getting me to shoot off down your
throat and all over your face as well. Finally, you slump back and close
your eyes.

"Oh, you thought that your lesson was over did you? Sorry, but that was
just Round One!" Your eyes open again in alarm, but it's too late! You're
rolled out of the ring, carried across my shoulders and slammed down on the
wrestling mats. There, I continue the punishment of your pecs and abs, but
add in hits to your biceps, triceps, delts, quads & hams, back and every
other part of your muscular body. I also throw in quick squeezes of your
nipples and balls and massages. And of course, I ram my big hard dick down
your ass, while using every wrestling hold imaginable on you.  We keep this
up all weekend, only stopping occasionally to grab a bite to eat at a
nearby diner or to sleep for a while.

Come Monday, you're hurting all over to the point where you can barely walk
(and your hurting ass and dick that has been rubbed raw don't help), but at
the same time you've NEVER FELT BETTER and can't wait for the next gym
class, after which it will start all over again!

Your Coach.