Date: Mon, 16 Sep 2019 19:18:27 +0000 (UTC)
From: dc <brainyjockll@yahoo.com>
Subject: Wrestler Buddy

Hey everyone.

I wanted to thank everyone who has taken the effort to write stories in
nifty.org for everyone's enjoyment.  Aside from the erotic charge, they
also provide a place to read about others' experiences that might be very
similar to one's own.  Given the long time I've been reading, I thought it
was time I put a little of myself out there too.  All of my stories are
true.  I usually find truth to be hotter than fiction.

So here I go, starting with my first-time experience, which happened in
college, sophomore year. At that time, I was studying in South Florida. I
am now a 6 ft, 175 lb muscular jock with dark eyes and hair ( slightly
graying ).  When I was in my late teens/ early twenties, I weighed about
130 lb, 6 ft, 28 in waist and was mostly a runner/ tennis/ swimmer, lanky
and with smooth torso and slightly hairy legs.  I was a slightly dorky
student and sexually inexperienced, spending most of my time in the library
to keep the grades up and stay in the honor's program.

I had gone to the
campus rathskellar, which was the cheapest place to get beers- one dollar a
pop for budweisers. one friday i met up with a friend, thinking we'd maybe
meet girls and "get lucky". i'd met john at psych class and we became fast
friends.  he was a short but muscular wrestler- at about 5 ft 8 and 160
lbs, he'd wrestled in high school and still trained with the college crew.
he had the body to prove it: wide shoulders, solid torso, tight abs and
thick tree trunk thighs and legs with almost no body hair whatsoever. his
ass was very round and protruding "bubble butt" and i used to stare at it
when i thought noone was looking.me?  i was into tennis, jogging, and
competed with high school swim team.  so there were real differences in our
physiques.  i was tall, thin type, about a head taller than him.  Brown
hair, longish, brown eyes, long arms and legs and skinny chest with flat
stomach.so, as i said, we went out hunting for chicks to hook up.  drank
our share. didn't score.  it was getting late when we went back to the
dorms, hanging out, talking, and i kept looking at him in his jeans and
t-shirt.  i was looking at how his butt looked in the tight denim, real
round and i was kinda jealous.  he caught me looking, and just said
something like "what are you lookin' at, homo?" and then laughed and
grabbed me in a headlock.  we tussled around on the floor, both of us
laughing. being florida and all, i was wearing a corduroy shorts, they were
not tight, and a Blondie t-shirt.  of course, me being long and thin he had
all kinds of leverage on me, and i had no way of getting around him.  he
was pulling at my shirt, tearing it off, then he stood up and gave a tarzan
yell, which cracked me up.  he tore off his own tshirt and then dived back
on top of me.  i was so buzzed and had so much pent up sexual energy that i
was happy to be touching him and feel our sweaty bodies sliding around,
feel his breath panting against my neck as he held me down and said
threatening things in my ear..like "i am gonna kick your ASS, boy!"  and
"you are dead meat" and "you suck at wrestling",, these had the effect of
making me try even harder.  i was red faced and sweating from the effort,
but i was gonna find the way. suddenly i bucked up and he flew off me,
landed against the bed, and then lay there like i'd knocked him out.  i
went over to see what was the matter.  he was totally out, laying there
limp with his eyes closed.  i was whispering his name, touching his face, a
little worried, and crouched down over him wondering what was going to
happen.  all of a sudden i felt a touch between my legs, a hand caressing
my upper thigh under my shorts leg.  it was john-- he was reaching in and
groping my balls ( i was commando ).  i got instantly hard.  he still kept
his eyes closed, but with a small smile on his face.i looked down at his
flushed, smooth, hard torso, covered with a glaze of clean sweat, and down
to his crotch.  i could see the outline of his hard dick pulling to the
side, and a drop of wet precum staining the worn out denim of his
levi's. all of a sudden i was breathing really hard, aware that something
was going to happen which i had wanted so badly without even knowing i
wanted it. i reached out and ran my hand over his smooth, white skinned
chest, touching his tiny, hard pink nipples, feeling his heart beating
really fast and hard.  i loved the mounds of his pecs, they were so hard
and yet a bit rubbery/ resilient. i moved my hand down his very light
treasure trail, it was just a line of downy hair, to his navel, which
looked like a little round button.  his abs were perfectly defined, and he
was breathing hard and fast. all this time i was feeling his hand cradling
my balls and rolling them lightly, my dick hard as steel.  i unbuttoned his
jeans, slowly and with some difficulty i pulled the zipper down.  he had on
a pair of red nylon briefs-- the label said "jockey".  they were clingy and
slightly sheer and did not hide the countours of his erect penis.  i pulled
at the nylon and looked inside.  his dick was not big-- i'd say about 4
inches, but it was perfectly proportioned with a beautiful pink round head
and the shaft was pale like the rest of him with no veins at all.  the
whole area of red nylon around there was soaked with precum, the clear goo
making the fabric transparent.  i touched, felt the slime on my fingertips,
rubbed gently in circles and watched as it made his cock jump in the
confining red stretch nylon.  i pulled his jeans down, and off his legs.  i
left those red briefs on him.. they were so hot looking, with the big stain
spreading off his piss slit. john kept his eyes half closed but he said
"dave, man, this feels so fucking good!"  and as for me, i was so horned up
and out of my mind with urges that i could not even think straight.  he was
touching me so gently and intimately.  i popped my top button, then he
unzipped me and helped me pull my dark blue corduroy shorts off. i
stretched out to his side, he put his arm around my neck, hugging me to
him. the next thing i knew, we were making out, our lips teasing and
tongue-tips exploring.  he was an incredible kisser, soft and probing,
matching my movements, whispering words when we broke for air.  his breath,
i remember, smelled like cherry candy and beer. i felt like i couldn't get
enough, running my hands over his shoulders and cannon ball deltoids,
feeling his biceps, squeezing his lower back and finally getting to touch
and squeeze his beautiful round ass cheeks, covered with red nylon mesh.
slowly, i pulled the underwear down.  his ass was hairless, as was the rest
of his body.  he only had a little hair on his shins, even his pits and
pubes had very little hair.  he had a perfect "V" shape of muscles pointing
down to his crotch.  his cock was perfectly straight and pointing up,
drooling clear slime.  his balls were huge, each one the size of a small
apricot.  the scrotal skin was a little darker than the rest, but also
hairless, the tightly packed sac stretched smooth by those huge bull balls.
when i touched them he sighed and told me that he liked having them touched
and stroked, they were very sensitive and when i did that his legs started
to shake and his belly to shiver. i felt his hand close around my cock and
slide up and down.  he said "dave, man, your cock's huge".  in fact, it was
bigger than his, almost 7 inches, with smallish hairy balls, but hardly
gigantic.  he leaned in and took it in his mouth, and i felt the white-hot
wetness surround me, and the amazing tickling/teasing of his tongue
fluttering along the frenulum as he sucked and stroked me with his hand. i
pretty much melted onto the floor, letting him take control.  as he gave me
a world class blow job, i just held on to his cock like a gearshift and
stroked his balls softly.  it didn't take long... before i knew what was
happening i was shooting a huge wad of come into his mouth.  he held my ass
in both hands, pulling me in deeper, sucking with great enthusiasm and
expertise, until i had to scream to beg him to let go..i was toast.  i
basically lay there as he touched my chest and belly, softly, his face in
my neck, and i relished the soft tickly feeling of his light kisses.  when
i could finally move, i told him i was useless but wanted him to get his
rocks off.  so he had me lay face down on his bed, and he got some lube out
of his drawer and smeared it in my ass crack.  he didn't penetrate me-- i
wasn't ready for that at all, but he slid his cock up and down my hairless
crack and in between my legs as i squeezed them tight, bumping my balls,
and soon enough he was panting and talking dirty and then shooting his wad
all over my balls and anal area. we were a hot sweaty sticky stinking mess,
and it was the most satisfying sex i'd ever had. john said, "let's hop in
the shower," and we did, pissing together into the drain and soaping each
other's bodies.  i loved running my hands over his soapy, smooth, hard
muscles and probing his cock and balls and ass.later, when we talked about
the experience, john told me he was bi and had been planning for this to
happen for a long time.  we became best friends after that, almost
inseparable, and slept together whenever the opportunity arose. he
graduated before i, and went to graduate school in another state.  i
continued to post graduate degrees as well.i lost touch with him in the
intervening years. i sometimes wonder how his life turned out.  i hope he's
happy, out there.

well, i hope you enjoyed the story, and feel free to send feedback on this,
my first attempt at writing. i've got lots more stories and adventures to
relate if you want me to go on.

NYCDave
email to brainyjockll@yahoo.com