Wrestling club

“Marc, you’re late!” Mr. Steven’s called out. “You owe me 30 minutes of cardio after with Kyle,” who must have been late to wrestling practice too.

Cardio after practice normally meant either sparring or just running laps in “the dungeon” as we called the wrestling room and locking up. It really wasn’t that big of deal anyways, I got to wrestle Kyle.

Now, I’m not gay, I have a girlfriend, but I would consider myself bi-sexual I have found myself staring at Kyle’s 6 foot 175 pound body with short black hair and wondering what was under the singlet. I’m no slouch, I’m 6’2” and 185 pounds with long dirty blonde hair and an 8” cut cock that Jen, my girlfriend seemed to like.

Practice went as normal, and when it was time to leave Mr. Steven’s tossed Kyle the keys and reminded him to turn off the lights when we left. I asked Kyle what he wanted to do for our cardio.

“I really don’t feel like running,” he replied, “do you just want to spar for a while?”

“Alright,” I responded trying to hide my excitement of being able to rub up against his ripped body.

We wrestled for about five minutes pretty evenly, I outweighed him, but I didn’t want to ruin the contact from grappling or for him to feel my growing bulge in my shorts.

“I need to take a break for a minute,” I said, it was getting really hot in the dungeon, “I’m sweating up a storm.”

“Me too, hey I got an idea.” Kyle said, “How about we try and get the other guy out of their clothes, first guy get totally naked has to run around the school naked?”

I could barely control my excitement, “Fine, you queer, but I’ve been holding back you know.” Finally I would be able to see his six-pack and what I’ve dreamt about all those nights. How big was it? Was it uncut? So many questions were about to be answered.

The new match was very even, we both got each other’s shorts off easy with leg locks. But the shirts were proving more difficult. In all the action I could help but hear Kyle grunting. At least it sounded like grunting at first, but as the match went on, it was definitely moaning. When I realized this, I was so surprised that he reversed me and managed to get my shirt off. I couldn’t let this happen, I had to see his cock, be near it.

Right before we stared again, I saw a massive bulge coming from his underwear and a huge wet spot, he had a huge boner and was oozing pre-cum out! This was enough for me to quickly throw him on his stomach and rip his shirt off. Its like he didn’t even fight it.

We continued to wrestle and were now rubbing our cut sweating bodies together. He was my chance. I quickly slid my hand down his underwear and grabbed his slippery, pre-cum covered cock, Kyle moaned loudly, and I took this chance to yank his underwear off revealing all 7 inches of his beautiful cut cock.

“You cheated!”

“There wasn’t any rules put in place.”

“I think I deserve a chance to tie it up.”

Now what to do? Looking at his perfect body and cock standing straight up, I gave in to my lust. I went right to Kyle’s lips and kissed him deeply, his mouth was open like he was about to say something, so I stuck my tongue as deep as I could.

I was waiting for Kyle to push me off, but instead he pulled me in closer.

“I’ll call this a draw,” he said with a grin.

“I think its almost even,” I replied slowly making my way down his chest.

I licked and bit all the way down etching into my brain every last detail about Kyle’s body. Then I arrived at the promise land, 7 inches that would be all mine. His cock and balls smelled sweet of sweat and were slimy with pre-cum. I quickly licked that up and placed the head in my mouth and gently started to suck it, slowly making my way down the shaft as far at my throat would let me.

I never sucked cock before, but I must have been doing a good job because I was getting moans of approval from Kyle. His rod felt and tasted so good, I wanted to lick it and suck it all day.

“Hey, I got an idea.” Kyle said pulling my head up and started to make out with me again. “How about we 69 and whoever comes first gets fucked by the other.”

I wanted to suck his cock so badly; I didn’t care what else we did. I didn’t say anything; I simply kissed Kyle deeply, took my underwear off and turned to start sucking his cock again.

We must have sucked each other’s cocks for 5 minutes when I felt that I was going to cum. Kyle must have done it before, because he took in all 8” of me and was fondling my sack like Jen never was able to do, I can honestly say that he gave the best blow job of my life.

My hands wandered and they found Kyle’s perfect ass, the more I groped it, the more I wanted it to be mine that day too, that made me suck harder as I was getting more excited. It must have been good because all I could hear was Kyle moaning loudly.

I was about to come when I remembered that some guys like a finger up the ass when getting a blow job. II quickly found his hole and shoved my middle finger up there. It must have been to quick because Kyle’s ass tensed up. I didn’t let that stop me as I made “come hither” movements with my finger and pulled his cock in as far as I could.

This was the winning combination because Kyle let out a huge moan and shot seven loads of cum into my mouth. I tried to swallow it as quickly as I could, but there was so much that cum leaked out of my mouth. This sensation sent me into spasms and I must have came six times in Kyle’s mouth as he swallowed every last drop.

“Well, I guess you won,” Kyle said with a grin and bent over into doggy style, “just be a little slow at first.”

Normally my cock would go limp after I came, but I was so turned on looking at Kyle’s tight ass sticking up welcoming me. I gently stuck in the head of my cock in, Kyle’s body tensed up.

“Don’t stop,” he reassured me, “just keep going slow until its all in, then go to town!”

That was all the invitation I needed, I pushed my cock all the way in and started fucking Kyle’s brains out to his cheering on. “Fuck yeah, don’t fucking stop, I want you to cum in my ass!”

“What the fuck?!” a voice from behind me said….to be continued.