Round 1
Will, Bob and I had known each other for many years through college sports, nights out drinking and various other ‘guy things’. Though I knew they were gay, this had never made a difference in our friendship. We really had much more in common than we had differences. They had always respected that I wasn’t gay and had never seriously come on to me. Boy did that change after a night of watching pro wrestling on TV!
The three of us were hanging out at Will’s house one steamy August evening watching the pro wrestling matches when the subject turned to how the matches were so obviously faked. Bob was making fun of some of the costumes and noting how it was always the women whose clothes seemed to get ripped off while the guys managed to keep their little Speedos intact. We all laughed at the sexual connotations and possibilities of some of the holds and moves. This took the conversation down the path of what would really make wrestling entertaining. Bob suggested that they should go back to the days of the Greeks when the contestants wrestled in the nude. Will agreed whole heartedly and added that to make it really high stakes, the defeated wrestler should be subject to the humiliation of having to satisfy the winners lust right there in the ring in front of the whole world as a penalty for losing. After all that hot body contact, it was hard for even me to think they never got turned on by each other.
Laughing at the prospects of nude, high stakes wrestling on network TV, Will and Bob began to horse around in their own match. Before long, Bob ended up with his head in a leg scissors that left his face only inches from the obvious bulge in the crotch of Will’s cotton gym shorts. Kidding that he lost on purpose so he’d have to suck him off, Will let Bob go with a laugh. Once released, Bob half jokingly suggested that we all strip down and wrestle for real, just the way we had been laughing about only minutes earlier. Will responded that that sounded like a great idea so that he could finish what he had started with Bob. As Bob’s idea became less of a joke, they looked at me to gauge my reaction. Laughing nervously, I said it sounded like more fun for me if it was mixed wrestling with one of the gorgeous women valets on the screen. Pointlessly, I reminded them that I liked women and had never done anything even remotely like what was being suggested with a guy, particularly the loser’s fate.
Despite my protests, the idea of having our own match seemed to take on a life of its own. Clearly, both of them were enthusiastic about the idea and wanted me included. The more I said no, the harder they tried to convince me. Even my offer to serve as referee fell on deaf ears. After a bit more friendly cajoling and a promise that if I lost they’d let me off at anytime I was too uncomfortable with what was happening, they finally wore down my resistance and I agreed to participate. As I thought about the prospect of engaging in naked combat with my two friends, an unmistakable bulge began to grow in my shorts.
The sexual tension and anticipation in the air was almost palpable as we all got undressed. Quickly, I began to strip off my tee shirt and gym shorts before I had time to change my mind about what I was getting myself into. As my underwear came off, I was acutely aware of the sensual feeling of the warm, muggy air on my naked skin and the nervous, naughty feeling it gave me to be deliberately undressing in front of Will and Bob. I couldn’t help sneaking peaks at the two of them as they undressed nearby. Though I’d seen both of them nude in the showers and locker room at the gym and after basketball, etiquette and interest had kept me from taking good looks. Now, I was curious to see what their bodies looked like compared to my own and to see how well they were hung. The curiosity seemed to be reciprocal as I caught them looking at me more than once.
As I watched Bob pull his BVDs over a firm, round bubble butt, the feeling of nervousness I had felt as I undressed began to change. For the first time I actually felt like I had permission to look at another guy’s nude body! I’d certainly thought about the potential of having sex with a guy before (be honest now, what guy hasn’t even if only to dismiss it?) but had never come even close to doing it. Now, here I was stark naked and about to wrestle for my virginity. My cock started to twitch and swell. Will noticed and gave me a sly smile. From the look of his semi hard on, he was also looking forward to the coming action.
