I started to chat with a guy I met online. He loved erotic wrestling and we had a common opponent. This guy said good things about both of us and we wanted to meet and have a match. The problem was he was 5'8" 195 pounds. I was 6'1" 240 pounds. I had never jobbed in a first to cum loses match before. I kept thinking I wanted to lose to this handsome wrestler and service him as the winner.
John and I agreed on my favorite type of match. Loser cums first. Holds used to immobilize, not to hurt. The winner would own the loser for three hours after the match. Winner got whatever they wanted. We arranged to meet at a hotel that Friday.
Just to remind you, I am 6'1" 240 with a short neat beard and a 6 inch cut cock. John had a seven inch cut and thick cock. He was balding and blonde.
All day Friday I could not concentrate at work. I was semi hard all day thinking about how I was going to lose the match. I was so excited I had no chance of getting anything done. Finally it was time to head home and get ready for the match. I got home and took a long shower and had to resist getting myself off. We had agreed to no orgasms for 24 hours before our match. I put on a pair of light running shorts and a shirt and took off for the hotel.
John had sent me the room number and he met me with a big grin and a huge boner at the door. No sooner had I gotten in then he pushed me up against the door and grabbed my hair and pulled me down into a deep kiss while his had found my bulging cock and started to rub it. I groaned at the sneak attack and thought I might not need to job. I was close to orgasm already and tried to pull away put John had me pinned against the door and was really working my cock and switched from kissing me to working my neck with his mouth and tongue. I groaned and shivered. He backed away and laughed. "Steve, you are going to lose and be my Bitch boy". I could not answer as I was trying to get control back.