Gay Erotic Stories

I went into the room and thought; maybe I’d take a nap. I went to the one corner of the mat and lay down, thinking I would never be disturbed. Just as I closed my eyes, I heard the door open. I looked up and there was Kenny walking in. Kenny was in my grade also, he was about 6' and was 200lbs of solid ripped muscles. He had the biggest developed pecs I have ever seen on any kid our age. I was tall and skinny, standing 6'3" and weighed about 175lbs. Kenny and I really did not socialize much, due to the segregation in my school. I am white and Kenny is black. We knew who each other was and would say “”hi occasionally, but that’s it.

As he walked in, he was startled to see me there. I think I scared him actually. He said in a rush, “Wwhat are you doing in here?”

I answered, “Skipping class, you?”

He laughed and said, "Me too." He walked over and said, "Good place to hide out, since the gym teacher isn’t teaching wrestling until next semester, huh."

I said, "My thoughts exactly."

He said, "I wished they taught wrestling here all year round, I love it."

I said, Yeah, I like it too."

He said, "Really? I didn't think you would be into it."

I said, "No, I think it’s a great sport and really tough."

He said, "Wanna wrestle?" and hit a double bicep pose. I was in shock; I have admired this muscle stud for two years and was dying to wrestle him. I just stood there and didn’t know what to say, as I was afraid I would get a hard on wrestling him. He then started bouncing his pecs up n down, saying, "You aren’t afraid to take me on, are you?"

That sparked me, I said, "Hell no," and pushed him in his chest, away from me.

He walked out onto the center of the mat and took off his shirt. I walked out and did the same. We stood there in our jeans, bare-chested, and I asked him, what rules? He said, "We need to have a fair match, keeping it clean." I extended my hand and we shook. I said, “Let’s do it big man.”

I was totally shaking, but put on a confident air. I knew I was about to get my ass kicked, by this hot muscled stud, but I wanted to show him I was no wimp either. We tied up and I was shocked with his power, he was so strong. He got behind me and put me in a full nelson. He locked it on hard, asking me if I wanted to give up.

I just said no, and kept struggling. We eventually went to the mat, and I was able to flip him over me and it broke his hold. He got up and said, “Good move,” as we circled each other on the mats. He was bouncing up n down, and I was so entranced watching his meaty pecs bouncing up and down, that I didn’t even realize or defend him putting his arms under mine and he locked me into a bear hug.

He pulled me in tight and hard, asking me if I gave up. I told him, “No way.” He kept it on me for about a minute, asking for me to give up and me saying no. He asked several times and finally I said, “I will never give up to this.” He let me out of the hold and said, “No one has ever resisted my bear hug, you are one tough skinny dude.”

I was so pumped and excited that he thought I was tough, that I hit a double bicep pose back at him, with my skinny, but ripped arms. He laughed and said, “You mean like this,” hitting his own pose. I didn’t even realize it, but I said out load, "Wow!!!" He laughed and said, “Wanna feel ‘em?”

I said yes and reached out my hand to touch them. They where like granite, totally rock hard. I said out loud again, not realizing it, "Nice".

He laughed and said thanks. Then he suddenly spun me around and I was locked in his headlock. He said, "Do they still feel nice?" I didn’t say a thing, just tried to wrestle free. I eventually fell back and pulled him over on top of me and over me, breaking the headlock. He rolled on the mat and I turned over on top of him. He got really aggressive and rolled me over, we wrestled on the mat, but he eventually got me in a school boy pin. He flexed his arms and said, "I win, give up?" I did feel beaten at that point, so I said, "You win," back.

He got off and helped me up. He said, man, you’re tougher than you look--good match.”

I said, “Thanks, you’re tough too man, and so strong. We both laughed and caught our breath, just sitting on the mats.

He started bouncing his pecs, knowing I was checking them out. I said, "That’s cool how you do that, but why are you doing that?"

He laughed and said, “I don’t know, I like how it feels."

I laughed and said, "It looks good, but I’m not impressed or intimidated by your muscles."

He said, "Yeah? You came at me pretty hard, didn’t expect that."

I said, "Yeah, I wanted to beat you Kenny."

He asked confidently, "Well, do you want a rematch?"

I said, "Hell yeah, I have nothing to lose."

He got up and walked over to the main doors coming into the room. He locked them so no one could get in. I didn’t know what he was doing. He walked to the center of the match and said, "Let’s do it like the pro wrestlers," bouncing up and down.

I was confused and said, "What do you mean??" As I was saying that, he started to unzip his jeans. He pulled ‘em off and was standing there in his tighty-whitey briefs. He snapped the waist band of the briefs and said again, "Like the pro's." I knew he meant, he wanted to wrestle in our underwear, but I was embarrassed, as I was hard and turned on from out earlier match. He saw I was nervously standing there and he said, "Come on, it won’t be as hot and our jeans won’t get all sweaty."

I said, "Okay," and started to nervously take mine off. Once I got mine off, he raced at me, throwing me to the ground. I was in shock and still nervous about being semi-hard. I’m hung pretty big and thick, so there is no hiding if my cock was to spring to attention. The next thing I knew, he was school boy pinning me again and hitting muscle poses over me. I felt my cock get rock hard instantly. I bucked and acted like I wanted him to get off, but I was really wanting it to last forever.

He leaned down and said to me, “Calm down and ill let you up, hold my hands.” He then slid down on me, until we ere cock-to-cock, chest-to-chest, and face-to-face. I was freaking out, thinking, he is gonna beat the shit out of me as soon as he feels my hardon. He said again, "Relax, I like how this feels."

At that moment I realized he was as hard as me and he started to grind his cock into mine. I started grinding mine back up into his and we started humping each other harder and harder. It didn’t take long, until both of our hard cocks were sticking out of our briefs, grinding on each other, flesh to hard fleshy cock. We both were moaning and groaning and continued to grind. Finally, I felt him humping harder and harder, and I feverishly humped harder back. Suddenly I felt myself starting to cum as I felt him shoot on my belly. We both shot together and then stopped, just lying there, breathing hard.

Finally, I said, "Wow, can’t wait to be beaten by you again.”

He laughed and said, “Don’t tell anyone.”

I said, “Ii won’t, but only if you promise to meet and wrestle me again.”

He said, “That’s not a problem, the champ is always ready to defend his title.”

We met often through out our senior year and a lot more in the summer, wrestling and getting off. I won some, but he won more. Every time we finished by shooting our loads on each other. In the fall I went to school and Kenny stayed behind. We eventually fell out of touch and stopped our fun hot matches. Kenny married, I did not. I just heard a few months back, that he was killed in a car accident. I actually cried, even though I hadn’t seen him for at least ten years.

He opened my world to men and wrestling.