Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex.
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Long before the movie Fight Club, I had a similar experience back in the small college I attended. It was my first serious fight and led to my first sexual experience with another guy...and it was all over a girl.
Nancy was a cheerleader. She was a cute, curvy girl possessing a vibrant personality and an hourglass body with a mane of dark hair. She was smart, sassy and fun...and I was crazy about her. We'd become friends, hanging out, swimming over the summer but no real dates. You see she had a boyfriend. A tall, athletic guy who was also a smart ass and a jerk. We'd never gotten along and once he caught on to my friendship with and interest in his girlfriend, well, something was going to happen.
Craig was an athlete, a discus thrower on the track team. He was a few inches taller and 30 lbs heavier than me, competitive, confident and really full of himself. We began having confrontations in the halls between classes and when we shared the same gym class he missed no chance to show me up and try to intimidate me. Finally he confronted me one day with a few of his friends and told me I needed to stay away from Nancy. I refused and he responded with a challenge. If I wanted to see her and try to win her over I'd have to go through him and prove I was worthy. He wanted to fight me and if I won, he'd back off and let me see her. If I lost, I'd do as he said and stay away from her from now on. Surrounded by his friends and with one of mine also looking on, I couldn't back down. I agreed to fight him.
A few days later we stood facing each other in a sweltering gym in a secluded corner of the campus. It was old and small and now used only for practice by the wrestling team. Craig had brought a group of six friends. Half the floor was covered with a huge padded wrestling mat, the other side was bare with the second mat rolled up into a long tube some 2 feet thick which ran across the room.
We'd agreed to fight wearing only jockstraps and now faced each other at the side of the mat, each of us stripping off our t shirts and shorts and sizing up the others nearly naked body. Craig's athletic, V shaped body was already starting to shine with perspiration from the heat. He had a deep chest and ribcage, long slender stomach with taut abs and a round, tight ass. His legs were lean and his skin had a light tan. He had no chest hair but his armpit hair and pubic bush were thick and light brown, I knew from seeing him in the showers. I had a slender build, paler skin and a good bit of dark body hair on my chest and legs. A trail of dark hair ran from my navel into my bush.
One of his friends called out "Ready...Go!"
We circled each other warily before we finally came together and each tried to throw the other down. He pulled me down quickly and began to punish me by squeezing and stretching my body. We rolled around and strained against each other, He was stronger and faster but I put up a good fight...for awhile. After a few minutes we were both slick and dripping with sweat, our chests and bellies heaving as we both were panting for breath. He slapped my ass hard and I yelped in pain, I managed to land a blow to his taut stomach that made him grunt and stagger. I wrapped my arms around him and wrestled him to the mat, both of us struggling and grunting and trying to land a solid blow. I was amazed at the feeling of his hard, muscular body sliding and pressing against mine. We were drenched in sweat and the feeling of slick, hot, wet skin against skin was incredible...We struggled to our feet...I could tell he was tiring but I was much more so. His athletic strength and stamina were wearing me out.
