Date: Tue, 5 Feb 2013 08:09:21 -0800 (PST) From: Bob Fry Subject: Wrestling Boys 1 (Revised) Email: tradingboys@yahoo.com Website: http://wrestlingboystories.wordpress.com/ This is a fictional story of boys and teens growing up and as such, is a work of total fiction. Any resemblance to real people, dead or alive, is purely coincidental. By reading this story, you agree that you are at or above legal age in your location, and you are not breaking the laws of your country. Feedback is welcome and can be sent to me at tradingboys@yahoo.com I own all copyrights and this/ these files or stories may not be posted on USENET or any other site without my express permission. Glenn Sorley, a sixth grader just arrived at his middle school on Friday morning. The weather was getting cooler, as Halloween approached. Glenn always liked autumn, with the changing season and colors of the leaves. Glenn lives in the small town of Scott City, Kansas where U.S. 81 and State Road 96 intersect each other. Scott City has about 3400 people with about 800 students going to school. His middle school contains around 240 students from 5th to 8th grade, with many of them knowing each other. Glenn just entered into the land of puberty, and was experiencing many changes. He was feeling different, and had no understanding why. When he was in PE, he often found himself carious to see what the other boys looked like. He often was caught for day dreaming in his classes. When he gets up in the morning, he is often greeted with his morning wood. He finds himself getting hard during classes, which is a huge in convince at times. Another major mystery that he has, is when he was walking home a couple of day ago, he was greeted by a boy in high school. The boy seemed nice enough. He asked for Glenn name, and Glenn gave it to him. The boy and Glenn walked for about a half a mile before they parted ways. The boy asked him two questions that Glenn found troubling, because of that, he lost a couple nights of sleep just thinking about those questions. The first question was what type of underwear does he wear? Glenn replied back that he wore Hanes Boxer Briefs. For some odd reason, he was very comfortable giving that information out. However the second question was more of a request. The boy asked to meet Glenn at the end of school on Friday. Glenn said yes, but he was having his doubts. Glenn had math class first, and he was sticking to his normal routine, which is to go the bathroom, use the facilities, and finally, wash his hands. He looks at himself and found his brown eyes, looking back at him. He shifted his eyes where he found his messy brown hair. Glenn was 4'9" and weighed about 80 pounds. He was neither the tallest nor the smallest in his class. He was just average. Glenn heard the first bell then hurried off to his first class. Glenn did not have PE today, which was good news to him. What he did not need was another distraction. When lunch came by, he ate with a couple of his friends, but today, he was not talkative. Hardy Maurice asked "What is up? You usually don't shut up." Glenn replied back, "I have a question to ask you, is that okay?" "Sure" replied Hardy "I have someone who came up to me, he seems really cool, but I don't know him. All I know is that he is in high school, and he wants to meet me there today. What should I do?" Hardy almost chocked on his milk, "What!" he said, "You are hanging out with a high schooler? That is so cool" "I don't know him" replied Glenn "So what, who cares, meet him" "What if he kills me, he is so much stronger than me" "Good point, why not stay in public place to see what his intentions are" "I don't know" "Oh come on," Hardy said, "Is this Glenn being a chicken? Since when do get cautious. This is a great adventure. Are you telling me that you won't go on this adventure? I will go in your place." Hardy pushed Glenn buttons; Glenn was going no matter what. Rain, snow, sleet and wind will not keep Glenn from his appointed rounds. Even if he was going to pee his pants. After lunch, Glen kept looking at the clock or his own watch. It kept slowing down as he neared the end of the day. Finally it came and the bell ringed. Glenn began his long walk to the high school. He would have to go to Main Street then head south for a little while. As he was walking, he started to have second thoughts. What if his parents did not know where he is going? What if he got kidnapped? What if there was a killer gang of high school students waiting to bet the tar out of someone, and he was that someone? No one will know what happened to him. His worries consumed him and made the long walk into very short one. He thought about dashing away. Oh no he thought. I have been spotted, as the boy who walked with him meet him. The boy, who Glenn walked with a couple of days before, gave Glenn his cell phone, and told Glenn to call his parents. Glenn did so, and told his parents that he was not going to be home for a while. The parents thought it was a good idea that Glenn was meeting some friends, and told him not to come back for a while. Then the boy said, "I don't think I have had the chance to introduce myself. I am Brandon Hartmann. I am a junior in High School. I have been told to be on the lookout for you for quite some time. Before I freak you out, your parents and my parents knows each other. They both know that you are coming to my house." At this point Glenn started to freak out, and Brandon saw a look of fear on Glenn's face. "Relax Glenn; I am not going to do anything to you. I will tell you more about me when we get to my house. You will meet my parents, and then they have things to do, so they won't be home after dinner. I know you must have a lot of questions, and I will answer them all with time, just get into the car. Glenn felt like someone else was controlling him, because he did not want to get into the car, yet his body got in the car anyways. Brandon started the car, and was heading north on US 83. About 3 miles got onto a dirt road. Farms of wheat started to pass by in a blur, as they approached the mystery location of Brandon's house. About 10 minutes later they pulled up on a farm where Brandon lived. Both of Brandon's parents were farmers, with their main crop like everyone else, was wheat. As Glenn got out of the car, he went inside a white house, where Mrs. Hartmann and Mr. Hartmann were standing. They both saw Glenn right away, as both where all over him. "Wow you have changed a lot since the last time we saw you. You were about 2 when we last saw you. You look so cute" Mrs. Hartman stated. "How you doing Glenn?" Mr. Hartmann asked Glenn being shocked said he was okay. Glenn had no idea how they knew each other or why? Were his parents' friends with the Hartmanns? "I see you, like Brandon does not eat enough, you are skinning as a stick. But you don't have the short black hair like Brandon, but your eye color is the same. He is also a lot taller then you, but you have not started to grow yet. Brandon grew 10 inches in one year to his current height of 5'8". If I have to guess he weighs around 130 lbs." Mrs. Hartman continued to tell the difference about the two boys, but Glenn's mind drifted away onto his current problems on why he was here. After a few minutes his mind slowly focused back onto Mrs. Hartmann, "... So my husband and I are going to Garden City tonight with your parents. Brandon did not want to be left alone and asked for you. A couple of phone calls later we both agreed, but they wanted to see Brandon to check him out. It is going to be a couple of hours before we have dinner. Why don't you go and hang out with Brandon?" Brandon finally walked into the door. He had some chores to do, and he had just finished them. He wanted to take a shower, and went up to have one. The Hartmanns kept Glenn in the kitchen until Brandon was done, and then both of the boys went out until dinner. When dinner occurred, the Mrs. Hartmann ringed her dinner bell and everyone came in and had dinner. They prayed before they ate, and then proceeded to have hotdogs with corn. "Sorry, I would I cooked more, but we have to go" stated Mrs. Hartmann. Finally the sun started to set and the Hartmanns left for Garden City leaving Brandon and Glenn by himself. Glenn who was still wondering why he was here, was getting braver. He thought it would be wise to push the subject. "Why do you want me to be here?" Glenn asked. "Because you are gay," Brandon replied. "Huh?" "You heard me, you are gay" "How do you know, I don't even know" Brandon asked, "Do you have a girlfriend?" "No" "Looking for one?" "No" Glenn started to wonder what will become of him. Brandon put doubt into his mind. Glenn was already confused on the issue, because he did like looking at boys. His day dreams were about boys. He thought it was a stage he would grow out of. However he could not deny that a small part him wished that he did not grow out of it. "How do you know?" Glenn asked "How opened you are, how you act." Brandon shot back, "You are wearing boxer briefs?" "Yeah" Glenn said quickly. "Who answers that question that quickly?" Brandon's plan was working. He had Glenn where he wanted him to be at. Glenn was confused and had no idea how to respond. Brandon's plan might be working too well, so Brandon sensing this change the subject. After a while they would come back to the topic where Brandon was skillfully got Glenn to admit that he did jacked off once a day, and that he was 3.5 inches hard. Glenn was also getting more comfortable around Brandon. Brandon seemed to be cool. Glenn was actually starting to figure some of his mysteries. He might be gay, but that is okay. Brandon seeing this asked Glenn, "Do you like to wrestle?" Glenn said, "Yeah." As Glenn answered that question, several boys came walking in. Glenn was scared again. It first looked like he was going to get beat up and raped by a gang. Everybody stood around Glenn all adoring him. Brandon slowly introduces them all to Glenn. Then another 6th grader was there from Glenn's School. Then Brandon talking to Glenn and the boy that Glenn knew said, "Alright boys, rules are simple. First boy that cums is not in the club, the boy that last the longest is in the club. You are to make each other cum by wrestling in your underwear. So start stripping." Glenn did not really want to do this. However his body seemed to be acting on its own accord, again. He found himself to be stripping against his own will. It like his own body cannot deny a challenge, for if he did, then he is not a man. He stripped down to his blue Hanes boxer briefs. Glenn only saw David Lentz in PE. As David stripped, he was wearing white Fruit of the Loom Briefs. They both got into their wrestling stance, they started. For the first five minutes, there was a lot of rolling around. No boy could get an advantage over the other. Glenn had the weight advantage by 5 lbs. Both boys were hard as Glenn was sporting his 3.5 inch hard one while David had a 3.1 inch hard one. Glenn slowly gained the advantage over David. Glenn was on top of David, and they were chest to chest, stomach to stomach, and penis to penis. Glenn saw that David was struggling, and Glenn thought to rub his penis on David's penis to get him to cum. David tried that for 5 minutes. It seemed that David almost cummed twice, but Glenn could not get that final edge that he needed. His balls was slowly was filling up with cum and if he kept going he was going to cum. David was groaning loudly and Glenn was starting to groan. Glenn was going to have to change tactics. Both boys were sweating, and Glenn found out that it was getting harder and harder to hold David down. David, who was a little bit quicker, used this to his advantage. David was soon able to get Glenn on his side and started to use his legs to massage Glenn's balls. Glenn knew he was not going to last much longer. As the contest neared 20 min, David was not dominating but was starting to win. Glenn's balls were slowly filling up with more and more cum. Glenn was getting desperate. He lunged at David, but David, was able to flip Glenn so that Glenn's back was touching David's balls. David used his foot and massage Glenn's balls. Glenn with nowhere to move, did all he could do to resist and rub his back on David's balls. However with sweat pouring down Glenn and his dam about to burst, Glenn screamed. He tried with all his might not to cum, but failed. His dam burst, and he lost it. Glenn passed out. After an hour Glenn became conscience again, but he was really tired. He saw 6 other boys in their underwear surrounding him. Glenn asked, "What happened?" Brandon explained, "The good news is that you are in the club." Glenn interrupted, "How? I lost." Brandon said "Do not interrupt your leader. I will explain everything. After you passed out from giving everything that you had and screaming, we conducted several test on David. He failed the big one which was he could not cum. We saw him buckle under you a couple of times, and figured out after questioning him that he had two orgasms within the first 10 min. Since that occurred, he did not have the burden like you did. You had to hold your own cum, but he did not. Since he had an orgasm before you, and thus you won. I have never seen anyone give everything they had like you did. "As for information on the group, we are a group who wrestles with other boys that live around our area. We have 1 boy in each grade that is from our town. Some boys like to invite their friends some does not. Some of us are gay, some are bi, and one is straight. You will figure out who is who. The others really have to go, but you will meet them next week. If you have questions, you can ask them here in a couple of minutes, I need to see my friends off." Glenn started to recover more as Brandon saw his friends off. When Brandon came in, Glenn changed his underwear and was in his shorts. He asked Brandon "What if I don't want to join your group?" Brandon said, "Don't bluff ever again. If you did not want to join, you would have not wrestled. You wrestled, so you do want to join." This made Glenn respect Brandon very much. Glenn continued, "When do we meet again?" "On Saturday November 6, my house around 3 PM." With that, both boys stayed up and watched TV for a couple of hours. Then they both went to bed. By Saturday Afternoon both the Sorleys and the Hartmanns came back from the farm expo. Brandon and Glenn said good bye to each other. Then Glenn went back home where his parents asked him how it went. "It was great; I never had as much fun." Glenn replied. "Why?" Asked Glenn Mother "Because I got to hang out with a high school boy. It was great." Glen replied back Glenn felt great, for the first time in his life. He felt like some of his mysteries were being solved while he still had many questions. As Glenn reflected on Sunday in church, he was really thankful for what occurred. On Sunday Night on October 31, 2010, Glenn went trick or treating with Brandon. It would seem that a friendship has just started. Thank you for reading this story. I don't claim to be a great writer, because I am not. Also I want to thank our new proof reader. For things we need or for more information you may go http://wrestlingboystories.wordpress.com/ or email me at tradingboys@yahoo.com