Date: Sun, 25 Jan 2015 00:16:00 +0100
From: dickydoo2@gmx.com
Subject: Greek Wrestling 6

			     GREEK WRESTLING 6


Tasty Trio         Horny Humpers           Fuckin' Trophy


...he stood and reached around and wiped up some of the cumm
running out and we headed to the shower as he said, "Wonder if Wes
and Teddy will wanna try Greek wrestling?" "Well we can only hope...



...but it's great to look forward to," and we spent a little longer soaping
and rinsing each other's naked body, being very familiar with every
nook and cranny I guess you could say. And, now not minding the odd
finger or a two butt slider or a quick softy suck under the cascading
water.

He asked about the 2" scar under my balls and when I told him that
when I was young, a friend had let his shovel slip and cut me, he
chuckled, "That was close. You woulda been half nuts!"

When I asked him what the small brown spot on the flare of his knob,
he said, "It's just at mole, but everyone thought it was neat. Even my
sisters would have me show it to their friends, but I think it was because
I would get a stiffy, not knowing what that was then though.

"But it felt good when they stroked it, liking the way my hoody slid off
and on. Wish I coulda spurted back then, woulda really surprised them.
Oh yeah, one time when they did it, I had to pee, so they held the skin
back and giggled at the arc I made in the air!"

We dried each other off and got changed... changed? We've been naked
for the last hour or more, so I should say `dressed' and went upstairs. As
we knuckled, he grinned as he looked down at the bulb in my crotch,
"Don't empty that thing too much tonight, save some up as party favors
tomorrow"

As he walked away, he looked over his shoulder, waggling his fingers at
me and exaggerating his butt wiggle. Immediately I flashed those buns
naked in my mind and also relived the feel of slowly parting them with
my throbbing cock head. The release of that humongous spew of cock
cumm etched permanently in my memory.

Whew! I shook my head and headed upstairs to busy myself. And being
a little bored, and being it's a Friday night, I headed down to the store
a couple blocks away for muhchies.

I loaded up with a good couple night's worth of junk food, to heck with
my high protein body building stuff. And just as I left the store, I heard,
"Mitch! Is that you Mitch?" from down the street. So I turned and saw
three guys approaching with someone I kinda recognized who was
waving. Then it dawned in me, I think he was in my class when we had
the nudie recesses but couldn't remember his name.

He saw my look of confusion as he stuck out his fist, "I'm Sammy,
remember those wild recesses?"

Then it dawned on me, we were all whacking off, or trying to and he
had his first wild dry cumm and then him and Gordy I think it was,
double fisted me, so I looked down at his crotch, "Oh yeah, now I
remember, I didn't recognize you at first, you've got clothes on
and you've grown a lot"

We all laughed as he rolled his eyes, chuckling, "Sure have, shot up inch
from 5'2" to 5'3" then banged his crotch, "both ways!" them turned to his
friends and nodded at the other short blond haired kid, "I'm visiting my cuz
Randy here, and that other stilt is his friend Hank" who was as tall as me,
kinda cute with spiked hair and seemed a little shy, nodding as he glanced
down.

We knuckled and Sammy looked back at them and continued, "Mitch was in
those naked recesses I told you about, he was a ...star" and he smiled at
me as he looked down at my package then back up at me, "Hey, I heard
you are on a wrestling team now?" and when I nodded, he looked over
at Hank, then back at me, "Hank's into it too, he's pretty good from
what I hear, right Randy?"

When he replied with a nod, I shot a glance down at Hank's junk, which
seemed considerable, and me, always scouting for more `contact' sport,
smiled, "Awesome! You know, I have a practice mat in my basement
and I'm just chillin', so if you're not doing anything for a while, we
could swing around and have a bout or two if you want? And I already have
some party snacks" and held out the large bag I was carrying.

They looked at each other, brows raised, and of course since Sammy
always liked my junk and figured he might see it again, he nodded
rapidly at the others and they nodded back. Hank's eyes brightening as
most wrestles would, always jumping at the chance for a tumble.

We got to my place and headed downstairs, and they were impressed
when they saw my setup, Hank the most. As I put some of the junk food
in the downstairs fridge, he respectfully removed his shoes and walked
around on the mat, nodding his approval.

Since the mat was big enough for two pairs, I suggested that Sammy
and Randy wrestle for fun too, so we removed our shoes and shirts.
Hank was lean but had very defined muscles and on our first contact, I
could tell he had experience. I took advantage a few times to rub
against his package and could feel him against mine. Most gay wrestlers
fantasize on the contents and give them a test.

After a couple tangles, Sammy gave me a sly grin, "These cargo pants
are a pain and it gives Randy the advantage, can we wrestle in our
underwear, we do it at his place all the time?"

Thank you Sammy, I know what you are up to. "Well sure, I'm used to a
singlet" and I looked at Hank who hesitated, then nodded modestly.

The two cousins quickly stripped theirs off, squeezed their crotches
then continued wrestling. When I dropped mine, they paused, and
along with Hank stared at the bulging bikini I was wearing. Sammy
winked at me, and went back to wrestling Randy.

Hank hesitated for a moment, but knew he had to join us. He dropped
them and when I saw the wrapping, I realized he had nothing to be
ashamed of in there, I'll just have to get him over his shyness.

We had a few rounds and he was getting more comfortable with our
contact and my curiosity was getting me horny. And when I saw Sammy
whispering to his cuz, I knew he was coming to the rescue, likely
remembering the double fistings.

They were squeezing the tents in their briefs as he looked at me,
grinning, "Is it okay if we wrestle naked? We usually do at his place, it's
more funner, K?"

"Sure, we've done it a few times too" and I noticed Hank press his wrist
against his package when they stripped their briefs off and their boners
popped up. I now recognized Sammy's, because he was cut, and stuck
straight up, the bare knob on top twisting slightly to one side. And
although he had only gained an inch in height, he was right and had
gained at least that in the more important area. And by the size of his
now dangling balls, had progressed from his wild dry cummy days. It was
topped off with a cute scattering of a dozen curlies.

Randy's was thinner, about the same length but rather than up, stuck
straight out, horizontal, with a trunk of foreskin, bigger balls and a
bigger bush.

They went back to wrestling and it was obvious why they liked doing it
naked because of the way they enjoyed all penile contact, especially the
head locks.

We went back at it too and I could feel Hank starting to match me in
our stretching pouches so I stopped and held my hand up to him and looked
at the tangle of naked bodies on the floor, "You know Hank, our school
club's been doing Greek wrestling occasionally where we wrestle naked
too, you want to try it?" I figured the club thing would get him.

He nervously looked down, still pressing his severely tented pouch and I
could see he was torn between shyness and horniness. I could also see the
horny winning, as it usually does, so I put my thumbs in my waistband
and sure enough, he looked back at me, smiled and nodded.

Hank and I were facing each other, only a couple feet apart and the
others had stopped and were pulling on their boners as they moved
over beside us, staring at our junk bulges, waiting for the unveiling and
I chuckled at Hank, "Now, on three, K?"

He chuckled back, "One, two... THREE!" and we simultaneously bared
our beasts, much to the delight of everyone.

Sammy stepped up to me and grasped my bone, as he looked at Randy,
"Remember me telling you about that boner that two could jerk? Well
this is it. Grab it with me and see. It's a 6 or something now Mitch?"
and I pumped my thumb up and their brows rose. "6 ½ ?" and another
pump. "7!" and I shrugged modestly.

They giggled as they double fisted it, then turned to Hank who was
slowly stroking the tipskin off and on his rather respectable boner, and
Sammy said to Randy, "You never told me how big his dick is" and when
Randy move his hand over to it, Hank let go so Randy could grab it and
he explained, "Well we just started doing each other"

He let go so Sammy could wrap his fist around it, sliding the skin off and
on, "It's not as long as Mitch's, maybe a 6 or 6 ½, but thicker, curves
back a bit, his knob rounder and smaller, balls the same and bigger
bush." Boy he seems to have studied dicks a lot and I fantasized on it,
down my throat and riding on it up my ass.

 "Oh, yeah, the other thing is that at the club we do Greek wrestling, and
we not only wrestle naked but oil up too, it's really great. Wanna try it?"

Yowzer! They two younger ones bounced from foot to foot as they
nodded and pulled on themselves, so I broke out the oil and they decided
we would all do one at a time. Horny little buggers. And it was very
erotic, the feel of 30 slippery fingers sliding all over our naked bodies,
our `privates' and butts getting the most attention, in and out.

Finally, let the games begin! So the smaller ones went at it as Hank and I
did. In our initial `clothed` state, I knew Hank was good, but his
hormones took over and he was hot now, taking every advantage of
contact for sexual stimulation. Like my balls squished against his chin in
a headlock, and I helped by grabbing his slimy cock a lot.

And then it finally started when Sammy was sitting on Randy's shoulders,
facing down at his boner. Randy's nose was in his ass crack so he bent down
and slid his long hoody back, exposing the oil free knob and sucked it a
couple times. Under him, Sammy piped up, "Dude! Let's do each other!"

So Randy got off, grabbed his briefs as Sammy still laid there, dick
flickering, and went back and wiped the oil off his bare knob, then they
continued in a 69, Randy's head bobbing away.

Hank's hardon was flickering too as he watched, then looked at me, so I
smiled and he smiled back, grabbed his briefs to clean ours off, then
knelt down and helped himself. I know I couldn't fuck him, he was a
virgin, too tight, so the others stood and came over to watch. They knelt
down on either side of him, waiting till he had a few, then Sammy asked
him to pass it over, said he wanted a taste. They passed it around, one
of the others fondling my balls at the same time, then passed it back to Hank.

He smiled up at me, a questioning look on his face, so I nodded, and he
went at it. As he sucked, Randy rolled my balls in his hand and Sammy
reached and jerked on Hank's hardon.

I was building up a beaut and finally bent my knees, leaned over and let
out a long gag as I fired a real cumm rocket. It caught Hank a little off
guard and his head jerked as the jizm started down his tongue, so he
pulled off and quickly turned it to Sammy who snapped his mouth open
and caught some, and was face painted with the rest.

He stood up, smearing my fresh dickydoo over his face, "Wow, you
squirt a lot more than you used too!"

I nodded, then wiped off Hank's cannon, and sucked it, wanting a taste,
then to their surprise, I oiled it again, turned away from him, and bent
over. They were a little confused at first, then Sammy piped up, "He
wants to be fucked! We'll go first, you're the biggest" He grabbed the
oil and did himself, then passed it to Randy who did his own.

It was a good idea, since I liked the feel up my ass, and wanted see how
they differ. Sammy was excited, his smaller dick slipping in easier and
he leaned down on my back, grabbed my shoulders, his cheek on my
bare back, grunting and groaning as he slowly banged his naked hips
against my ass. I tightened on it as he suddenly started sliding faster on
my back, fucking faster and I could feel him shuddering, "Ooohh...uhhh...
shit... aaGGH... FUCKGGHH"

He always did flop around when he had a his dry cumm, and as he
pulled out, some fresh spunk leaked out his cherry red knob and he
swiped it off as he smiled at Randy, "Boy what a fuck! Wait'll you fuck
him, we sure got us a new sport!"

I bent over and Randy started his virgin fuck, his dick a little thicker.
He held my hips and began to ride, fucking away, but was a bit different
in that he remained standing up, then suddenly, pulled himself hard
against them, held them tight as he shuddered, and started his version of
a cummy howl/gag/gasp, pinching his cheeks tight each time he fired a cumm
burst in me, emptying his balls up my ass.

Hank had been very anxious, slowly stroking as he watched the other two
fuck my ass off and they had done a pretty good job of reaming my rectal
rim. But when he started to split my ass open, I still grimaced when the
flare finally breached it, and clinched down on his red headed muscle
intruder.


 Naturally he could drive it home further than the others each time he
rocked his hips against mine. And I could imagine him standing behind
me, eyes closed, with his head back as he let a beauty go, and he was
a mumbling fucker, "Ohh... yeaahh... shit... awwwe... fuckk... yeeah...
aaaggGGGH... FUUCCKKK..."

The others were intrigued and had been bent over for a closeup of hide
the sausage. And when he drew the long slimy salami back out, they giggled
when it made a slight popping sound, followed by a small cocktail of the
boys' virgin cock spews slithering out and down my leg.

They were so happy, discussing their virgin rides and how it felt as we
squeezed into the shower for a group cleaning.

After they were dressed, we knuckle bumped and Sammy said to me,
"Thanks a bunch Mitch for introducing us to Greek wrestling. It's fucking
great! We've decided to make our own club and meet a few times a
week. We all have some friends we sure want to have join so we can
introduce ourselves into them. So any time you feel like an oily screw,
gimme a call, and I hope I'll be able to return the favour you did for me
tonight."

They split and I shook my head, too much! But then I chuckled as I
thought, oh yeah, round two tomorrow...

And when I woke in the morning, it took me few moments to register the
day. Then it hit me! Yepper, more Greek today! Teddy and Wes. I chuckled
as I remembered an old joke. `How do you separate the men from the
boys in Greece?' Give up? `With a crowbar' lol

The rest of the morning I fussed around, cleaning up, making some
sandwiches, loading the fridge with energy drinks and fighting a boner.
I changed into my singlet, having discussed it with the Core, hoping it
would speed things up, or maybe I should say down.

Finally it was 2:45 and it was Cory, smiling like a 25 cent whore. He took
his shirt and shorts off and we sat on the porch and I proceeded to tell
him about Sammy and the three other virgins. I was able to give a very
vivid descriptions of their boy utensils, and a detailed blow by blow, or
should I say fuck by fuck accounting of our Greek sporting exercise.

And I was so good, it was starting to show on both of us, so I changed to
a safer topic, baseball. But then, thank goodness, right on the button at
3:00, two more virgins finally arrived at the gates, so to say.

When they saw us in singlets, they quickly glanced at each other and I
felt a tingle down below when I saw Wes' light green eyes twinkle, "Hey,
guys! Up for some pro wrestling?" and we knuckled, his cheeks dimpling
when he smiled, "Sure am! We kinda worked out last night to get
ready" and I smiled back, "Me too, really good too. And Ted my man,
you ready?"

He was a little more nervous when we bumped, then shot a quick
glance at Wes, then back at me and grinned, "Uh... yeah... we really got
it on. We're ready"

Got it on? Is that what I think he means? Anyway they had given our
singlets another look over, so I said, "Oh yeah, we decided to wear our
singlets, so it's like... like competition. You don't mind do you?" They
looked at each other, chuckled, then looked back at me, "Oh no. We
wanted to pretend it was competition too, so we wore ours!"

Holy shit! This sure speeds things up and by the glance Cory gave me,
showed he was on the same page.

So they stripped off their outer clothes and I was not disappointed in
their revealing bulges either.

They were good students as they followed us through the warmups,
then we moved on to some basic holds, then they got excited when we
showed them some new ones. It was a good session and they also seemed to
have enjoyed the extra penile contacts ans we had lost track of time,
working up a sweat as well as semis. I was noticing their hardness too
in some different holds.

So I said, "Well, I've been enjoying this so much, I've lost track of time.
Let's take a break and juice up. You liking it so far guys?"

They nodded rapidly as I pulled some Gatorade out and passed them
around. Wes was wiping his forehead when he noticed a towel to the
side. He picked it up, wiped his forehead, "Jeez, I've really got the
sweats," then slipped the straps off his shoulders and dropped them
down, the rest of the top following so he was bare from his navel up.

He wiped the sweat off and handed it to Ted who did the same, so I
grabbed a couple and gave Cory one and we joined them, all of us kinda
sizing up the situation.

So I was surprised when Wes lifted his top part up, revealing the bottom
half again, and also the serious swelling down the pantleg. He giggled at
us as he banged the side of his fist on it, "Sweats aren't the only thing I
worked up" and looked at Ted who grinned.

I was a little stunned and when I looked over at Cory, we both were
even more stunned when Ted lifted his an did the same, "It's so hot,
you guys mind if we wrestle naked, we do it all the time, like last night,
these singlets are so tight too?"

What? "Uhh... no... I mean I don't care, in fact Cory and I do it all the
time too."

So we four peelers began, and when all our prizes sprang up, no one
was disappointed. We paused for a moment, rolling hoodies off and on
our damp knobs, or in Teddy's case his knob. We studied each other's,
Wes carrying close to a 6, thinner than mine, curving slightly to his
pubes with its scattering of curlies, and a dangling ballbag. Teddy's was
a stubby 5 ½ , the knob round, same diameter as the thick shaft,
smooth pubes and a pair of large uptight nuts.

We all were anxious for more body contact, and man I was so horny as
Wes and I slid all over each other's smooth and warm naked flesh. At
one time, he had a leg lock around my neck, his balls squished under my
chin and the aroma of his sweaty cock and balls was ecstatic.

I looked over and Ted was on his back with Cory sitting on his shoulders,
his balls on Ted's lower lip. Ted grinned up, stuck his tongue out, and
licked the balls on then! Cory chuckled as he slid back a little further,
leaned down, rolled his hoody back, bent his boner down and Ted lifted his
head, licked it then sucked it!

Then they split apart and went into a 69 mode. I didn't want to get off
yet, in spite of the fact that Wes' cock felt so good down my throat. So I
pulled off, "Hey guys, you ever Greek wrestle?"

Wes replied, "Well I used to read about it when I was young, they wrestled
naked and I'd get boners and learned how to dry cumm. But we're wrestling
naked now?"

"Yeah, but they oiled up" and they frowned for a moment, then brightened,
as Teddy said, "Wow, that sounds awesome!"

So after they nodded, I broke out the oil and we has a great time, lubing
each other and it surprised me when they took turns in each other's
butt. They seemed to be always be one step ahead of us.

Then we had some more good times, a slippin' and a slidin' all over each
other's naked, oily and hot bodies. Wes had moved behind me, put his
arms around my waist, then dropped his hand down and wrapped it
around my slippery dick, slowly stoking it. Then he started sliding his
slippery cock up and down my ass crack as he breathed heavily in my
ear.

Jeez was I ever ready, so without a word, I reached back and grasped his
hips, held them steady, pinched my cheeks and now rubbed my ass
crack up and down his hard cock. He realized what I wanted, so he
released my cock and dropped his hands down to his sides and I bent
over, spread my feet, then my cheeks, inviting him in.

The others had stopped wrestling, Cory's head locked in Ted's oily
crotch, and when they saw what we were doing, quickly broke apart
and scurried over. They took over the cheek spreading function as I put
my hands on my knees.

It wasn't bad as he spread me, and it felt good as he pounded my shiny
ass, and didn't take long before he was shuddering on my back and letting out
his unique war hoop as he spewed his balls in my hot ass tube.

As soon as he finished, the other kids scampered back, and Teddy
dropped down on his back as and bent his thick stubby up with his
thumb, jerking it as he giggled at this offering to Cory for a ride.

Cory moved over above him and started to settle down on it and it was
obvious that the thick plunger had started to spread his ass lips when he
suddenly stiffened and closed his eyes. He dropped his head forward as
he struggled to let it in, then he suddenly jerked his head back and
gasped, the loaded missile in the launch pad and ready to fire its waiting
load. After resting for a few moments to adjust to this new and thicker
rocket in him, he opened his eyes and looked down at missile control,
then smiled at him, confirming all systems were a go and could launch any
time.

It was almost if they could read each other's minds because Teddy
smiled back up with a slight nod, and Cory started riding it, bouncing
away as his hard cock swivelled around. And it wasn't long before Teddy
snapped his head up, grabbed Cory's thighs, and shuddered hard
several times, unloading his nuts into Cory.

When they were finished, Ted remained down on his back and smiled
up at Cory, as he rolled back up on his shoulders, pulled his knees up and
blinked his pit wrinkle as his invitation to be fucked now.

I realized we had been hustled, they definitely weren't virgins as Wes
laid down and presented his open wares to me too. He grimaced at first
till the tip plug punched through, then he dimpled at me as I buried the
beast till my loaded balls squished. I started fucking as I stared into
those bright green eyes which he rolled back when I bottomed, then he
locked his ankles around my waist. So I dropped down on his slippery
chest, grabbed his shoulders, and started really slamming, my mouth
next to his ear and gasped, "You... uhh... are... ohhh... uhh... an in...
credible... fuckkk... aaagg... aaaauuGGHHHHH... FUUCCKKK..."

When I pulled out, I looked over and chuckled when I saw the others. It
just looked like a typical Greek wrestling hold, you know, one shiny
naked guy on his back, holding the guy on top in a leg lock over his
waist. But if you bent down and looked between the top guy's legs, all
you would see were his nuts, cock gone.

I could see Cory suddenly bury and freeze, then start to pinch those
naked and shiny bubble cheeks of his several times, each time spitting a
fresh streamer up Ted's anal canal.

Man oh man, were we fucked out. So we just lay there, catching our
breath, chatting as we ran our fingers over ourselves, blending the fresh
cumm on our oily bodies.

Wes started chuckling, so we looked at him, "You know, I remember
seeing some pots with naked Greek wrestlers on them, and I wonder if
in some of those holds they had a cock up their ass too!"

We showered and as they were splitting, we knuckled in a group and I
said, "Here's to Greek wrestling, the best fucking wrestling there is!"

I laid down on my bed and closed my eyes to rest then suddenly the
noise around me brought me back from this flashback to the present...
oh yeah ...the competition... my opponent was kneeling down in front of
me and was lifting my pendulous lance as someone shouted out, "Let the
games begin!" another, "Eat cock, loser!...

...oh, right, I'd just won the tournament and he had to suck me up so I
could fuck him in front of everybody. Rod, my second was beside me,
grinning as he slowly stroked his semi, proudly looking around at the
spectators, most from of whom were from our GLBTQ club and a few
straights that has heard about out wild tourneys.

Max was the popular choice to win as he had a great muscular build and
was almost 17, whereas I was still 14, more slight in build, and although
not popular to win, was just as popular because of my 7" show-er that
they loved to see flop around, and of course now about to see it disappear
up the loser's ass.

Some liked seeing my lance again, especially when I win. And a few had
experienced it, like some of those that were in flashbacks I had just
had. Others liked to because it had became a tradition for the spectators
to strip as the competition of tangled naked bodies progressed. You know,
those shiny cocks and balls slithering over greasy buns and ass cracks,
faces and chins would make them release there restricted members. Wouldn't
you? And I loved the looks on the faces of their friends who were new today.

Also it was the tradition when a winner was announced, most would
proceed down to the mat for a close up of the award ceremony and
celebrate with them if they wanted to. So most of them were down now,
just wearing just a bone.

One more shout, "Eat cock loser...!" so he peeled the hoody back on
my almost 7" softy and sucked on half of its length till it was a hard
full 7". Wes, my latest boyfriend moved up beside me, ran his fingers up
the crack of my bare ass and kissed my cheek.

Max rose up, turned away from me, and bent over as Rod picked up the oil
bottle and turned to Wes who had tapped his shoulder and was holding his
hands out. Rod looked at my bone, then at Wes and smiled as he
poured a bunch in his palms. And much to the envy of those close by,
gently oiled my pendulous lance, his own cock blipping for attention.

Rod oiled up Max's ass then moved in front. His reward for being
the winner's second was a blowjob by the loser. Wes and Cory each took
a side of Max to spread his cheeks, then held them as I planted my bared knob
on Max's magic button, and pressed it in making him cringe. Max was straight,
and this loss wouldn't physically bother him if he was gay, it just would
be a disappointment. He took the challenge because he thought he could
beat li'l ol' me, but now he had to suffer his loss with a queer dick in his
ass.

Which made the trophy even greater for the queer crowd. And they
slowly watched as I penetrated the virgin ass then clapped when it was
buried.

So I went at it, vigorously, and as usually happens, some of the audience
had joined in, on their knees sucking hard cocks as both watched the
awards ceremony. Even Sammy and Hank were here being blown by friends.

And it didn't take long before I burst my nut up Max's ass just as Rod let
one go in his mouth. It was funny too when we both pulled off at the
same time and Max stood up with a disgusted look on his face, wiping
cum off his chin and wiping it out his ass.

When Wes looked at me, he made his dick blip, so I laid down on the
mat beside a couple fucking, and I put my legs up and when he was in, I
wrapped my legs around his waist and did a lover's ankle lock and we
passionately kissed as he fucked, filling my ass with his love cream.


And that my friend, is the finale of the time I discovered and enjoyed
Greek Wrestling...


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Author's note: The great thing about `fiction' is its ability to not
only make things go the way you want it to, but to also fantasize, to be
capable of doing things that are not only implausible, but likely
impossible too. So they may also often result in a more fulfilling
feeling than one you might have gotten from any reality. Thus the peaking
orgasm that is derived from a fantasy scene, albeit and although may be
quite different from that in the mind of the author, is in turn tailor
made by you so your personal experiences trigger a most incredible
scene shaped by all of them and makes you gasp and shudder from
head to toe in release.

DD