Wrestling rivals

[somebody]

I’d been looking forward to the conference wrestling tournament all year. As the captain of my college team, I’d been training for this moment for years. At 6’3”, I was one of the taller wrestlers on the team and 210 pounds of shredded muscle. Lifting weights at least once or twice a day, I maintained my toned physique so that I could dominate my opponents on the mat. My blond hair, blue eyes, and boyish-good looks also made me quite popular with the ladies.

As a senior in college, I’d sampled my fair share of sorority girls. When you’re hot and ripped like me, it’s easy to get a blowjob any night of the week, and plenty of sexy ladies had sucked my stiff six-incher. Although I wasn’t the biggest guy on campus, I wasn’t the smallest either, and my average-sized dick got tons of action. The ladies loved me for my muscles and often begged me to fuck them ferociously. I had no qualms giving the ladies what they wanted and took great pride in fucking all the hottest chicks on campus. They loved how hard my dick got and the stamina with which I performed. They also loved staring into my piercing blue eyes as I brought them to orgasm with my dick and tongue.

Life was good for a hot wrestler stud like me, and after fucking dozens of the sexiest chicks on campus, I had decided to settle down with a long-term girlfriend. Jasmine was her name, and her wit, humor, and devastating good looks made all the boys swoon. Half-Korean and half-latina, Jasmine had a face and body that could qualify for Miss Universe. 5’7” with flowing, dark-brown hair, she had almond-brown eyes, overflowing breasts, and a curvaceous ass that turned heads everywhere she went.

I was head over heels for Jasmine, not only for her absurdly attractive body, but also for her fun and infectious personality. She was also a riot in bed: open, adventurous, and insatiable. We sometimes fucked twice or three times a day, trying every position under the sun. The chemistry between us was so fierce that we often fucked in public places: the library, the locker room, and the bed of my truck. She sometimes rode my cock to orgasm right in front of her roommate, Jill, which always turned me on. There was something about making her scream right in front of another girl that was so damn sexy. And Jasmine was adventurous enough to give Jill a taste of my cock. She actually reveled in the fact that her sorority house roommate also became a slut for me and begged me to fuck her. Jasmine said no, unfortunately, because she wanted my cock in her pussy alone. But it sure was hot when Jill deep-throated my cock while fingering herself to orgasm.

It was sometimes hard to find time for the gym given how often Jasmine and I fucked, but I was still able to focus on wrestling. I was the favorite in my division and spent countless hours training for the conference tournament.

 

[somebody]

Upon arrival at the tournament, I headed straight to the locker room. There I stripped down to my Adidas jockstrap, the customary underwear for our team. My cock made a nice little bulge in the strap—equally on par with most guys in the locker room. I had no problem getting naked with my teammates, and most of them knew my cock had fucked the hottest chicks on campus.

As I waited for the weigh-in, I stood in line with 20 other bros in jockstraps. Most of them were equally ripped, with big bubble butts, and ample packages. Just behind me stood the team captain from our rival college—Diego—who was the only other wrestler who stood a shot at the title.

I had seen Diego wrestle for the last couple years, but we had never faced off against each other. At 5’11”, he was four inches shorter than me, but nearly all muscle at the same 210 pounds as me. He was a stocky fellow, Latino, and had olive-colored skin that accented his bulging muscles. With dark brown hair and bright green eyes, Diego was also quite popular with the ladies.

“What’s up, bro?” Diego asked me.

“Not too much,” I replied. “Just getting ready to whip your ass in wrestling.”

“Haha,” he chuckled. “We’ll see about that. It’ll be nice to have a challenge for once.”

I knew that Diego was undefeated on the season, whereas I’d had one or two losses. Although I’d seen him from afar, I’d never been up close to him, and it was obvious that Diego oozed with confidence.

“You look smaller than the last time I saw you,” Diego said. “Have you been cutting?”

I laughed and stepped up to the scale since I was next in line. I left my jockstrap on during the weigh-in, as most guys did, and was happy to see that the scale read exactly 210.0. This was the cut-off for our weight class and meant that my bulk and build were perfect.

After breathing a sigh of relief, I got off the scale and stepped forward to make room for Diego. Turning around, I hoped that I would see him go over the limit and lose his place in the tournament. Instead, I saw him pulling down the waistband of his jockstrap.

Until now, I hadn’t even looked at Diego’s jockstrap. Like most of the wrestlers, it was white and fairly unassuming. But as Diego pulled it down, a few pubes and a startling huge brown, thick cock came into view. The white jockstrap highlighted Diego’s tan snake, which just kept going and going as the jockstrap went lower.

From where I stood, I was the only one who could see Diego’s dick. The other wrestlers were all behind him in line. But as Diego lowered his underwear and looked me straight in the eyes, he gave me a private audience with his cock. It hung at least six inches, thick and soft, and swayed gently over two ginormous, low-hanging balls. Although I rarely checked out other guys’ cocks, it was impossible to look away. This was easily the biggest I had ever seen in person—at least an inch or two bigger than anyone else I had seen in the locker room.

As Diego stepped on the scale, I couldn’t help but gawk at the snake between his legs. Because he was looking right at me, he knew that I was checking him out, but this just made him smile. He also glanced at the fairly insignificant bulge in my jockstrap. I had always been soft with my flaccid three-inch penis, but now it looked like a little boy's cock compared to Diego's.

“210 pounds even,” the judge said after reading the scale.

Damn, I thought. Diego was also the perfect weight. I was honestly surprised that his big, thick cock didn’t push him over the limit. It sure looked hefty.

Wrestlers of yore always weighed in the nude, but most college guys today are too sheepish to strip naked in front of their judges, teammates, and rivals. But Diego clearly had the confidence to remove his jockstrap, even though it weighed only an ounce. That single ounce would have put him over the limit, however, since his powerful legs, bulging arms, and hefty dick all added significant weight to his 5’11” frame.

Although Diego had given me a private show during the weigh in, he decided to turn around and walk to the locker room without putting his jockstrap back on. He just carried it nonchalantly as he walked past every guy in the tournament with his massive, six-inch softie swinging in the breeze. Most guys stared unabashedly as Diego walked by, that big dick just too noticeable to miss.

“Come on, man!” Diego called after me. “Aren’t you gonna change?”

I had been too caught in a trance to notice that I was still standing next to the scale, mouth agape, staring at Diego’s ass. Even his butt looked powerful. I had never before been intimidated by a wrestling rival, but Diego’s muscles and confidence were out of control.

 

[somebody]

The wrestling tournament proceeded as expected, with me vanquishing most of my rivals. After a long day of wrestling, there was just one match left: the final against Diego.

I hadn’t been able to watch him beat any of his opponents, since I was too busy slamming muscular guys to the mat myself. But I knew that Diego was fast and strong and I would have to perform my very best to take him down. I therefore decided to go to the sauna to relax and rest my muscles before the match.

The college hosting the tournament had a pretty nice steam room adjacent to the locker room. Once there, I stripped completely naked, lied down on a towel, and started to relax. But only a few minutes later, the steam room door opened and I looked up to see who it was. There stood Diego, wearing a towel and smiling down on me.

“Fancy seeing you here,” he said. “Guess great minds think alike.”

“Mmmhmm,” I mumbled. I thought about reaching for my towel to cover up but realized it was too late. Diego had already seen my cock as I lied down naked. It had shriveled up to a little less than three inches due to all the physical activity of the day, and may have looked even smaller pointed sideways next to my grape-sized balls. Diego had a birds-eye view of my average genitals and smiled as he shucked off his towel. As I looked up, my face was now level with his colossal cock and balls.

Diego stood there silently for what seemed like a minute. He didn’t need to say anything because actions speak louder than words. It was obvious to both of us that his manhood was at least twice the size of my own little boyhood.

Finally, I closed my eyes and started to relax, trying to put Diego’s dick outside of my mind. He took a seat on the bench opposite me and kept his legs open, so that I could see his manhood whenever I opened my eyes.

“This steam sure feels great,” Diego said, which caused my eyes to open. There it was, that big soft cock, looking even longer than before.

“It does,” I replied.

“I love coming in here before matches,” he continued. “Just me and Diego Jr. getting ready for the match.” Right then, he started casually scratching “Diego Jr.,” drawing more attention to it. Unfortunately, I was now incapable of looking away.

“How bout we make a bet on the match,” Diego quipped, as he continued fondling his dick.

“Uhhhh, sure,” I replied.

“The loser owes the winner a beer after the match.”

That’s easy enough, I thought. For some reason, based on the way Diego was scratching his cock, I thought the bet would be for something else. Something I wasn’t quite sure I was ready for.

“Sure thing,” I said. “You might as well buy your beer already—you’re gonna need it!”

“Yeah right, little guy,” he replied. “I’m going to own you.”

Cracking a smile, I walked butt-ass naked past Diego on my way to the locker room. Even though he had called me “little guy” and said that he would “own” me, I couldn’t wait to put him in my place and make him by me some beer. After I shoved this stud to the mat, I would then fuck my vivacious girlfriend late into the night.

 

[somebody]

Diego and I were both suited up in singlets by match time. We stood in the ring in front of 3,000 people and stared each other down. I wore my school’s navy singlet, which clung tightly to my ass and sculpted muscles. Through the tight, lycra material, the thousands of fans in the audience could make out my eight-pack and the slight bulge in my jock.

Diego’s bright-yellow singlet was more obscene. Somehow the lycra constricted his cock and balls to make a ridiculous bulge. His arm and leg muscles were bulging too, but the contours of his crotch were noticeable even from the top seats of the arena. Anyone who hadn’t seen Diego naked might think he had an erection, but in actuality his flaccid cock was just that big.

The match began without fanfare. Diego and I both played defense, trying to avoid any paralyzing holds. I edged him out during the first period and managed to get quite a few good holds. But every time I pinned him to the mat, Diego managed to wiggle away and live for another day.

He came out strong in the second period and reversed a couple of my moves. Just when I thought I had him pinned, he flipped me over and took control. Twice Diego executed a half-nelson, which flipped my holds and pinned me to the floor. As he spread my arms and legs, I noticed what felt like a coke bottle digging into my butt. It was only with horror that I realized it was Diego’s cock.

When I finally flipped Diego over, his bulge now jutted up for the audience to see. My girlfriend and all my teammates were watching the match, and I imagined that they were all getting an eyeful. Putting this thought aside, I pressed against Diego’s rock-hard body and managed to get some traction, forcing him into a three-quarter nelson. But the referee blew the whistle for the end of the second period before I could finish him off.

As we stood up into the neutral position, we showed off our bodies to the audience once again. Diego’s yellow jock strap accented his tan skin and showed off the mammoth bulge in his shorts. Most of the girls in the arena screamed and hollered when the announcer said his name. In contrast, my penis had shrunk so that the bulge in my lycra suit was barely noticeable.

It also became clear at the start of the third period that I was more winded than Diego. Somehow this shorter stud had more stamina than me, and as I breathed heavily, he started to take advantage. He easily shrugged off all of my moves and started pinning me to the mat with ease. As I grew more and more tired, Diego’s confidence seemed to explode. Not only did he pin me to the mat, but he seemed to put me in holds that required his crotch to grind up against my ass or rub all over my face.

Twice I found myself breathing through the lycra of Diego’s singlet, as his colossal cock rubbed against my face. It was humiliating, to say the least, because none of my wrestling rivals had ever forced my face onto their dicks before. The most embarrassing part was that the only way I could breathe was to open my mouth, which forced me to taste the ball sweat from Diego’s lycra. If he hadn’t been wearing this thin piece of fabric, my mouth would have been caressing his lemon-sized balls.

If Diego took any delight in degrading me on his dick, he played it cool in front of the referees. Every move he did was legal in wrestling, even though the audience was getting quite a show. No one could miss the obscene bulge in Diego's singlet, or that it was smack in against my face and ass with increasing regularity.

The most embarrassing part was that the more Diego’s dick hit me, the more my own cock stirred, until it too made a noticeable bulge in my singlet. As Diego flipped me over on my back so that I was spread-eagle on top of him, my semi-erect manhood jutted up for the world to see. At only five inches, it was not super noticeable and still less obvious than Diego’s obscene softie. But to any keen observer who noticed my previously nonexistent bulge, it would've been apparent that I was getting erect.

Diego certainly seemed to notice this as he rubbed his mammoth soft cock against my ass for the fifth or sixth time. It almost felt like his dick was also getting bigger, but I couldn't actually tell since it was so big to begin with. But for some reason, Diego's dick on my ass was starting to arouse me.

Mercifully, the judges called the match before my penis reached its full six inches. It was still embarrassing to have a semi in my suit, but at least there wasn’t any pre-cum. I’m sure that Jasmine and others noticed my arousal, but perhaps it just looked like my penis had shifted in position. After all, lycra suits have little room for flexibility and leave almost nothing to the imagination.

As I put my hands in front of me to hide my semi-erect penis, I looked over at Diego, whose arms were raised in triumph. As the conference champion, he was now undefeated on the season. And as the audience cheered and chanted his name, Diego Jr. was on display to all 3,000 people. Maybe his cock had grown because the bulge now as even more obscene. I couldn’t tell exactly how long it was, but Diego’s singlet now extended prominently from his crotch. Most females in the audience, including all of the cheerleaders, were zooming in and snapping pictures with their phones. Even most of the guys were gawking at it, including the other wrestlers. My rival's dick was truly a sight to behold.

 

[hardandy]

Nice story so far, hope it'll turn into a cockfight...

 

[Dave K]

Hot story!

 

[stustu]

Best story in a long time.
Excellently written. Please continue.

 

[aiiik]

I bet Diego fucks his girl.

 

[phonehome]

Yes that would be great

Not EVERY story in this section needs have an M/M aspect to it.

 

[somebody]

Back in the locker room, my mind was spinning with what just happened. Although I had lost matches in my college career, I had never before been humiliated or aroused. But somehow Diego had evoked feelings in me that I had never felt.

As I ripped off my singlet and pulled down my jockstrap, my average penis was still partially erect. What’s wrong with me? I thought. I need to hurry and meet up with Jasmine, so we can fuck all night.

As I stood naked looking down at my cock, I heard the locker room door open behind me. There was Diego, in his singlet, with the big bulge still prominently displayed.

“Hey man,” he said. “Nice match!”

“You too,” I said, sheepishly. Because my cock was still partially erect, I kept my back to Diego so that only my ass was facing him. But just then I felt a snap on my buttcheek. Diego had just slapped me with the edge of his towel.

“Sorry I’m late,” Diego said, as his towel snapped against my butt. “All those cheerleaders out there wanted my digits.”

The cheerleaders had unabashedly taken photos of Diego even though they were supposed to be cheering, so it didn’t surprise me that they all wanted his number.

“You were a pretty good opponent,” Diego added as he started pulling off his singlet. “It’s not every day I meet someone as tough as you.”

“Thanks,” I replied, glancing over at Diego. “I’ve never had a match like that either.”

“It sure was hot shit,” he continued. “Two muscle boys like us, pinning each other to the mat, with thousands of people watching.”

As Diego said this, he ripped off his jockstrap to let "Diego Jr." breathe free. I just stood there, mouth agape once again, as his dick looked behemoth. It still hung low but had now chubbed up to seven or so outrageously thick inches.

“What are you doing after the match?” Diego asked, with his anaconda just casually flopping around.

“Ummm,” I stuttered, still not-so-subtly checking out his dick. “Just hanging out my girlfriend.”

“Oh nice,” Diego replied. “Was she that stunning babe sitting in the front row, wearing the purple blouse?”

I nodded my head.

“Damn!” Diego said. “I had no idea that was your girlfriend. She looked fiiiiine."

“She’s pretty hot,” I replied, coolly. At this point, we were both butt-ass naked and walking towards the showers. Because we were the only two wrestlers remaining in the tournament, we had the whole place to ourselves. The shower room was huge, with dozens of shower heads scattered about, but Diego chose one right next to mine.

“Guess we have the whole place to ourselves,” Diego said, as he started soaping up. After putting shampoo in his hair, he applied body wash to his well-muscled body. Even as I soaped up myself, I couldn’t help but admire his huge biceps, massive pecs, and chiseled, eight-pack abs. If I was the All-American jock stud, then he was Mr. Universe, edging me out in just about every category. Where I was strong, he was stronger. Where I was handsome, he had movie-star good looks. Where I had a nice-sized cock, his could compete with porn stars.

As we both cleaned our studly bodies, Diego spent a bit more time soaping up his cock. It still hung halfway to his knees at a solid seven inches, whereas my semi had completely disappeared so my penis was right around three inches. Even though mine was average compared to my teammates, it looked tiny next to Diego’s. Every time he washed his hair or face, Diego closed his eyes, which gave me a long, extended view of his lengthy, extended cock.

After ten or fifteen minutes between the hot water and steam, we both made our way back to the lockers. We chitchatted about our teams and the tournament—just two friendly studs hanging out.

“You really are a good wrestler,” Diego said, as he slipped on a pair of Calvin Klein briefs that did a poor job concealing his bulge. “It’d be fun to train together sometime.”

“That’d be great,” I replied as I put on my own blue Abercrombie boxers. “Whatever you did for this match sure seemed to work.”

“That reminds me,” Diego added. “You still owe me that beer!”

“Oh yeah,” I replied.

“How bout we go grab one right now?” Diego said.

“Well,” I said, hesitantly. “I’m supposed to meet my girlfriend.”

“No worries, man, I’d love to meet her too!”

I really didn’t want Diego to meet Jasmine, but he seemed persuasive and persistent. “Come on,” he told me. “We can all get a beer and then I’ll bugger off.”

“Okay,” I relented. Diego and I left the locker room to go find Jasmine. At least she wouldn’t have to see his enormous python, I thought, because it was now concealed behind his jeans. At least for now, we were just two studs, grabbing a beer with my gorgeous girlfriend.

 

[somebody]

Jasmine was surprised to see me emerge from the locker room with Diego. She knew how competitive I was and how much this loss upset me. But here I was, walking next to my wrestling rival.

“Hey honey!” Jasmine said as she leaped into my arms and planted a kiss on my lips. “It’s sooo good to see you!”

“Hi Jasmine,” Diego said, as he reached in to kiss her cheek. I was sorta shocked that he had the audacity to go in for a kiss—even though it was just a peck on the cheek. Now that I saw Jasmine’s sexy face and her perky tits spilling out of her blouse, I wanted to get her in bed right away.

“Let’s get this show on the road,” I said. “I promised Diego here that I’d buy him a drink.”

“It’s the price of losing,” Diego quipped, as he gave my butt a quick slap. It was something that my masculine teammates often did, but usually not in front of our girlfriends. Something felt emasculating about my rival slapping my butt in front of Jasmine.

“I almost thought your boyfriend had me for a minute,” Diego continued, “but I don’t think he had the stamina where it counts.”

For some reason, Jasmine laughed at his joke, but I was becoming slightly annoyed. Diego seemed so nice and cool in the locker room but was now acting like a jerk. I hoped that we could find beer soon and continue the rest of the night without him.

Unfortunately, we couldn’t find any bars in the small town where the tournament was hosted. The only option was a liquor store near the small hotel where Jasmine and I were staying.

“That’s fine!” Diego said, when we discovered that no bars were open. “Let’s just grab a six pack and drink in the hotel.”

By this point, Jasmine seemed enamored by our handsome companion and the two of them were sharing jokes back and forth. As they stood outside to chat, I ducked into the liquor store and bought a six pack of beer. Even though the twelve packs were on sale, I didn’t want to give Diego an excuse to stay any longer than needed.

As the three of us moseyed towards the hotel, Diego and Jasmine were both in fits of laughter; the two of them seemed to click right away. But I was becoming increasingly annoyed by Diego’s presence. Not only had he dominated me at the tourney but now he was cock-blocking me with my girlfriend. The sooner that he chugged a beer and got out of here, the better.

But as we relaxed in my and Jasmine’s hotel room, the two of them seemed to have other plans. They started talking about our respective colleges, the frat parties, and the bonafides of various sororities.

At one point, Jasmine asked Diego if he had a girlfriend. “No,” he said. “It’s impossible to find anyone who can keep up with me.” I had no idea what he meant by that but Jasmine laughed anyway.

After we consumed the six pack, I assumed that Diego would quickly leave. Instead, he offered to run down to the liquor store and get another. Somewhat upset, I told Jasmine when he left that we should go to bed soon.

“But why, honey?” she asked. “We’re having so much fun!”

Listening to Diego chat up my girlfriend was anything but fun for me. When he came back, I was shocked to see him carrying a bottle of tequila and a handful of shot glasses.

“Thanks for the winner’s beer,” Diego said, looking at me. “Now we gotta drink the real stuff.”

Diego, Jasmine, and I each took a shot of tequila, complete with salt and lime. “Wow, Diego, you really thought of everything!” Jasmine said.

Somehow the tequila made me feel sick to my stomach and put me in even more of a foul mood. When Diego jokingly proposed that he take a body shot off Jasmine, I had heard enough.

“No way, man!” I yelled. “She’s my girlfriend and the only reason you beat me is because you got lucky. I could take you in wrestling any day of the week.”

Knocking back another shot, Diego smiled and looked at me. “Oh yeah?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I said, cooley. The tequila had me feeling buzzed and full of liquid courage.

“Well how ‘bout a rematch?” Diego asked. “Do you think you’d beat me in a rematch?”

“Of course,” I replied, quickly. “Just name the place and time.”

Diego looked at me and then at Jasmine. “How bout now?” he asked.

Having had so much to drink, I was shocked by his suggestion. We were also in a small hotel room with very little space on the floor. But with Jasmine watching, I realized that I had backed myself into a corner.

“Okay,” I said. “Let’s do it.”

“Woohooo!” Jasmine cheered. “This will be fun!”

“First, we need to take another shot,” Diego said. “Then, we’ll strip down to our underwear.”

 

[somebody]

Any good judgment I had was gone by the time I downed the final shot. Jasmine, Diego, and I were now thoroughly buzzed, and Diego at least seemed intent on this rematch.

As Diego and I took off our shirts, Jasmine clapped her hands in delight. “Looking good, studs!” she yelled.

We then moved the queen-sized bed to the corner of the hotel room to make some room to wrestle. The carpet wouldn’t be as soft as the mats in the tourney but would do the trick nevertheless. Diego and I then stripped down to our undies: him, in his bulging Calvin Kleins; and me, in Abercrombie boxers with no bulge at all.

Jasmine and I openly stared at Diego’s soft cock, which was poorly concealed by his briefs. The white briefs even perfectly outlined his dick against his tan, Latino skin.

“Wow,” was all Jasmine had to say as she checked out this wrestling stud. “You guys are hot.”

“Do you wanna strip to your undies too?” Diego asked her. “It’s only fair with two hot guys here that you show us some skin too.”

“What do you think, honey?” Jasmine asked me.

As I stared at my hot girlfriend sitting in the bed, I wanted nothing more than to see her over-flowing bra and skimpy thong. But I also didn’t want my wrestling rival to have this same experience.

Before I could answer, however, Jasmine was already taking off her blouse. Apparently she had taken my hesitation as a “yes” and decided to give both of us a show. We watched in awe as she revealed the bright-red bra that barely held her tits, and the tiny thong that barely covered the lips of her vagina.

“Holy shit!” Diego exclaimed. “You’re hotter than any woman at my entire school. You’re literally perfect in every way.”

Jasmine laughed as Diego said this, but he seemed serious. “You’re so lucky, dude,” he said to me. “I can’t get over how hot she is!”

I was now increasingly annoyed by Diego’s presence in our hotel room. Instead of having mind-blowing sex with my incredible girlfriend, I was standing in my boxers next to my rival who was better looking, stronger, and more hung than me. My only hope was to beat him at wrestling and put him in his place once and for all.

“Do you guys mind if I film this?” Jasmine asked, pulling out her phone. Although I wasn’t keen on her recording us, I wouldn’t mind having a record of dominating my rival.

“Sure!” Diego exclaimed.

“That’s fine, babe,” I said. Even though Diego was shredded beyond belief and had kicked my ass earlier today, I was confident that I would win. The only way to wrestle is to be completely certain that you will dominate your opponent into submission.

The match started quickly, with both me and Diego wrestling each other to the floor. Unlike the tournament, this was a no-holds-barred round with no stated rules. I therefore played dirty and immediately pushed his neck and back into the floor. Normally it’s a penalty to push an opponent’s neck into the floor for risk of injury, but here I was determined to win.

Diego seemed caught off guard by my maneuver and struggled against my tall, 6’3” frame. I had him just where I wanted, pinned against the floor and flailing around, as my boxer-clad cock planted itself on his ass. I loved feeling this shorter stud struggle beneath me.

But Diego was savvier than expected and managed to break free from my illegal hold. He then came at me with a vengeance and a force I had never felt while wrestling. Using all the power in his legs, he lifted me up and threw me back down to the floor—knocking me out of breath. As I was temporarily immobilized, Diego then used his right hand to swiftly pull down my boxers, catching both me and Jasmine off guard.

"Woo woo!" Jasmine screamed. "Show off his cock and ass!"

I couldn't believe that I was now butt naked on the floor with my rival on top of me. As I felt his huge, underwear-clad bulge grinding into my ass, I felt humiliated like a little boy.

Rolling out from under Dieo, I managed to get free and stand up. I was short of breath and panting heavily but still in the fight. As I stood naked in front of Diego, my three-inch softie had shriveled up to barely hang over my balls. Meanwhile, the bulge in Diego's briefs looked simply obscene.

Jasmine, who had seen me naked hundreds of times, screamed and cheered from the bed. “Nice work, honey!” she yelled. “You’re doing great!”

Diego then did something that caught us by surprise once again. As he watched Jasmine giving me attention, he pulled down his Calvin Klein briefs. Jasmine’s cheers for me turned into silence.

“It’s only fair,” Diego said, as his white undies dropped to the floor. He then rested his hands on his hips so that Jasmine and I could both admire his colossal cock. Just as I remembered, it hung down a thick six or seven inches, but still seemed to be entirely soft. Diego’s low-hanging balls were even bigger than I remembered, which lent weight and authority to his total package.

Standing just a few feet in front of me, Jasmine now had a clear view of both of us, and the comparison had shocked her into silence. Diego’s manhood was twice as long as mine and twice as thick. Even though I had been winning this match, the power dynamic in the room immediately shifted after Diego removed his underwear. While my confidence was shot, his was just starting to rise.

As Diego approached me to resume wrestling, I tried to dodge his moves, but quickly found myself pinned into a corner. I then lunged at him with a punch, which is massively illegal in wrestling. Even though he was caught off guard, Diego deftly dodged my punch and used my momentum against me. Sticking his leg out, he tripped me to the floor and flipped me over. I was now on my back with Diego sitting on top of me, his massive cock hanging down and touching my chest.

“Holy fuck,” Jasmine said from the bed. Even though Diego’s dick was obstructing my view, I looked over and saw that Jasmine had removed her thong just like Diego did his underwear. She was now fingering her pussy as she watched us wrestle naked.

“You like this, Jasmine?” Diego said to her as he pinned my arms and legs. “You like me dominating your boyfriend?”

“Oh yes!” she exclaimed. “This is so hot!”

With Diego now exerting control, I knew that I needed to make a move fast. Using the strength of my legs, I bucked him off me for a fleeting second and slipped out from under him. I then grabbed him from behind and pushed him to the floor. From this position, my cock was now on his ass, and Diego flailed under me, completely helpless.

“How does it feel, loser?” I asked in a state of euphoria. “You like my cock on your ass?!"

Apparently this was the wrong thing to say, because it infuriated Diego. He managed to flip me over and put me in a chokehold. We were now lying next to each other on the floor just a few feet from the bed where Jasmine was furiously masturbating. Diego’s arms were around my head and I couldn’t get them off, no matter how hard I pulled. Despite being incapacitated, I could still move my hands, and there seemed to be only one thing for me to grab.

Lying right next to me on the floor was Diego’s massive cock. Still soft, it hung a good six or seven inches, more than twice the length of mine right next to it. As Diego kept me locked down in the chokehold, I only had one option: to grab his penis and hope that it distracted him enough to let go. This move was clearly illegal in wrestling, but I figured that Diego would immediately let go as soon as I touched his cock.

As my hand reached for his anaconda, Diego didn’t let go. He even laughed as I started squeezing his balls and pulling on his dick.

“You watching this, Jasmine?” he asked. “It looks like your boyfriend is hot for my cock!”

Stuck in a chokehold, I couldn’t see Jasmine or Diego. All I could do was tug on his massive dick and pray that he would eventually relent. I squeezed that snake as hard as I could and also squeezed his lemon-sized balls. But instead of letting go, Diego held me tighter, and the manmeat that I was touching became even bigger and harder.

 

[somebody]

If I hadn’t been drunk off tequila, I might have had some awareness of what this looked like. In my mind, I was wrestling as hard as I could, and the only way to escape was to distract Diego by hurting his cock. But to my cocky rival and drop-dead gorgeous girlfriend, it looked like I was submitting to Diego and gay for his much-bigger cock.

"Oh my God," Jasmine moaned, now on the verge of orgasm. "Stroke his massive cock!"

“Keep going, bitch,” Diego said, as I kept giving him an unintended hand job.His cock just kept growing bigger and thicker so that my hand could no longer fit around. I just kept stroking and stroking--hoping that somehow Diego would give up his chokehold.

Finally, after his cock expanded to colossal lengths, Diego did what I wanted. He released the chokehold. Grasping for breath, I immediately stopped stroking Diego’s dick. But as I caught my breath, he jumped on top of me and kept me pinned to the floor. What looked to be a thick, gigantic dick was now hovering over my chest, dangerously close to my mouth.

"You must love my meat man," Diego said. "Thanks for getting it hard!"

Too shocked to answer, I merely stared at the cock hovering just inches from my face. This was the first time I had seen Diego erect. If his softie was obsence, then this was simply insane. Length-wise, it was bigger than my entire head—a solid nine or ten inches. It was also thick enough to cover my entire nose. Uncut, his cockhead was absolutely massive as it swayed towards my lips. His heavy balls also slapped my stomach, even though the rest of his massive manhood extended to my chest. I couldn’t believe that my desperate stroking had unleashed such a monster.

Jasmine’s moans made me glance towards the bed. As Diego’s thick ten-incher hovered over me, Jasmine exploded into orgasm. With three fingers inside her pussy and her thumb on her clit, she shot more than I had ever seen. “FUCCCKKKKK!” she cried. “You’re so fucking big!!!!!”

“You like my cock, baby?” Diego asked her. “Do you like that it’s so much bigger, thicker, and stronger than your boyfriend’s little boy cock?”

Lost in the throes of orgasm, Jasmine couldn’t answer. She just moaned as her clitoris continued to convulse.

Meanwhile, there wasn’t much I could do to escape. I was pinned and powerless by Diego’s forceful legs. Even if I could get up, that would require smacking my face into Diego’s enormous dick—something that I was hoping to avoid. Stroking his cock was one thing, but there was no way that I wanted to relive the moment in the match when Diego made me suck on his ball sweat.

Unfortunately, Diego seemed to have other ideas. With me pinned and helpless, he kept stroking his colossal cock. He then started slapping it against my face. As his manhood covered my entire face, I was forced to inhale his ball sweat once again. Diego even T-bagged me with his balls, rubbing them all over my tightly closed lips.

“Fuck yeah!” Jasmine answered. "Give him that dick! It looks like he wants it bad!”

I had no idea what Jasmine was talking about until Diego reached back and grabbed my penis. To my surprise, it was fully erect and throbbing.

“You sure seem excited, bitch,” Diego said as he stroked his manhood with one hand and my boyhood with the other. Six inches at full mast with average thickness, it filled most of Diego’s right hand. Meanwhile, his left hand left more than two-thirds of his dick untouched.

I moaned as Diego started playing with my much-smaller balls. He then gripped my penis firmly and started stroking it. His grip was so much stronger than anything I was used to and it quickly overloaded my senses. After less than 30 seconds of Diego stroking my penis, I exploded all over my stomach and chest. Some even hit Diego’s back and ass, which was still sitting on my chest.

“Damn, bitch,” Diego said. “You sure come quickly. Your little penis must love my man cock.”

To my surprise, staring at Diego’s throbbing member had made me shoot in record-time. While fucking Jasmine, I could normally last for an hour at least, but I had just come for Diego with the quick trigger of a middle school boy.

Now that I had cum, I wanted nothing to do with Diego or his dick. His dick seemed too huge and was blocking my line of sight. Thankfully, Diego too seemed to get bored with me. He had already dominated me completely and made me cum in a matter of seconds. Jasmine, however, had been largely neglected in our wrestling match. As Diego got off of me--slapping my face with his cock one more time for good measure--he walked over to Jasmine and kissed her on the lips.

"You want this cock, baby?" he asked. "You want me to fuck you in front of your boyfriend?"

Jasmine just moaned as she dove at Diego's dick, welcoming into her mouth. I was left on the floor with a shrinking penis and a pile of cum as my insanely hot girlfriend started to suck off my biggest rival.

 

[mnaoitb1]

oh my fucking goddd, this reminded me why i lovee erotic fiction so much omggg so good

 

[somebody]

Jasmine slurped on Diego's dick in ecstasy, moaning and maneuvering her mouth to get as much of his meat as she possibly could.

“Tell me how bad you want it, baby,” Diego said, withdrawing it from her mouth.

“I want it so bad!” she screamed as she lunged for it. “It’s so fucking huge; so much bigger and thicker than my boyfriend! I’ve never seen a cock so big in my entire life!”

Seemingly pleased with her response, Diego reinserted the first few inches of his dick into Jasmine's mouth. My beautiful girlfriend, and the hottest girl at Diego’s rival school, was now deepthroating his cock. She sucked his cock with abandon, in a way I had never seen her take my own. Jasmine had always bragged about being able to control her gag reflex, but it had never really been needed on my six-incher. Now was her moment to shine, however, and she eagerly swallowed inch after inch of Diego’s manmeat.

I was shocked and slightly jealous when she took all of it and Diego’s balls smacked against her chin. Now that Jasmine bottomed out, Diego gently started fucking her throat. Based on their moans, it seemed to bring overwhelming pleasure to both of them.

Lost in lust, all I could do was jerk my little boycock. I watched in awe as this horsehung stud turned my girlfriend into his personal bitch. But as I knelt on the floor jerking my penis, Diego looked at me and ordered me to stop.

"Hands off your dick!" he yelled. "This is Jasmine's turn to cum!"

For some reason, I obeyed him. As Diego withdrew his ten-inch cock from Jasmine's throat, I stopped touching my aching boycock. Diego meanwhile playfully slapped Jasmine's face with his mammoth meat, as he had done to me minutes before. He then grabbed Jasmine and hoisted her onto the bed. "Are you ready for this?" he asked.

“YES!” she replied. “I need you to fuck me!!!”

As I stayed on my knees, not allowed to jerk my average-sized cock, Diego prepared to mount my girlfriend doggie style. This was my favorite position, one that Jasmine was exceedingly good at. Now I couldn’t help but watch as my cocky rival prepared to fuck my girlfriend with his massive meat.

Jasmine screamed as it entered her, but Diego took it slow and gentle. Once the huge head was in, he slid in a half-inch at a time, helping her get used to it. But that massively long and thick cock filled her up like never before.

“It’s so huuuuuge!” she screamed. Right then, she orgasmed just from Diego being inside her. It usually took me an hour to make her cum—often with the help of my tongue—but Diego had rocked her orgasmic world within the first few seconds.

By the time he bottomed out, Jasmine was ready for orgasm number two. So turned on, she kept screaming Diego’s name over and over. “Fuck me, Diego! Fuck me! You’re so fucking huge!”

Seeing this stud make a total cockwhore of my girlfriend, I was more turned on than I’d ever been. But because of what Diego said, I refused to touch my aching penis. It was leaking precum even without any attention.

After ravishing Jasmine doggie style for 20 minutes, Diego flipped her over and pounded her as they passionately embraced. Diego’s tongue and dick were now deep within my girlfriend, and she was clearly having the time of her life. Sweat poured off of her and her moans grew louder. She then orgasmed for the fourth time as Diego vigorously kissed her ears.

Diego was putting on a clinic in how to fuck my girlfriend—bringing her to more orgasms than I ever could. Removing his massive ten incher, he lied down on the bed and asked her to crawl on top of him. She then rode his cock like a seasoned bull-rider, taking all ten, thick inches into her pussy.

I was impressed that Jasmine could ride all of Diego’s cock, especially since she had previously felt so tight on my six-incher. But she was a champ at taking all of it—giving herself fully to Diego’s powerful beast.

After 40 minutes of fucking and me not being allowed to touch my cock, Diego finally seemed close to cumming. Jasmine had orgasmed at least six or seven times, and my own little penis had exploded from a few seconds of Diego stroking it. But somehow this stud had more stamina than both of us and still hadn’t climaxed after 30 minutes of blowjobs and 40 minutes of fucking.

After what felt like ages for me and my aching boyhood, Diego lifted up Jasmine and revealed his enormous cock. The ten, thick inches was throbbing like crazy and ready to explode. I too was almost ready to orgasm just by the sight of it.

Diego stood up as Jasmine and I both dropped to our knees. He jerked his colossal cock with both hands only inches from our faces. We were both so eager for his seed that we jockeyed for position, trying to find the best spot. As Diego stroked his dick at a ferocious pace, he stared down at us with piercing, green eyes. Those eyes exuded lust, sex, and confidence, and Diego even grinned at the power he had over us.

“You ready for my cum?” he asked.

“YESSS!” we both screamed.

Finally, Diego Jr. unleashed a torrent of cum all over me and Jasmine. Diego’s seed rained down on us for at least a minute, washing us with his cum. Even though we tried to catch as much as we could in our mouths, some of it rained on our faces, hair, boobs, chest, vagina, and penis.

I was so turned on by Diego’s unleashing of Niagra Falls that my own penis exploded on the floor. Even though it had gone untouched for the last 40 minutes, it let out a stream of cum in the biggest orgasm of my life.

Once Diego’s orgasm subsided, Jasmine and I both lapped at his cock to lick it completely clean. I couldn't believe that my lips were worshiping my rival's cock, but Diego and Jasmine didn't seem surprised. It was simply too impressive not to surrender to, and Diego must have made plenty of wrestling jocks do this before.

The stud had dominated us so much that there wasn’t much to do now. He ordered me to lick all of his cum off of Jasmine, and she did the same for me. We then all three crammed into the hotel room shower, where Diego made us wash and worship his body and cock. I couldn’t believe that my wrestling rival had turned me and my girlfriend into his total bitches.

 

[Bill P]

Jasmine slurped on Diego's dick in ecstasy, moaning and maneuvering her mouth to get as much of his meat as she possibly could.

“Tell me how bad you want it, baby,” Diego said, withdrawing it from her mouth.

“I want it so bad!” she screamed as she lunged for it. “It’s so fucking huge; so much bigger and thicker than my boyfriend! I’ve never seen a cock so big in my entire life!”

Seemingly pleased with her response, Diego reinserted the first few inches of his dick into Jasmine's mouth. My beautiful girlfriend, and the hottest girl at Diego’s rival school, was now deepthroating his cock. She sucked his cock with abandon, in a way I had never seen her take my own. Jasmine had always bragged about being able to control her gag reflex, but it had never really been needed on my six-incher. Now was her moment to shine, however, and she eagerly swallowed inch after inch of Diego’s manmeat.

I was shocked and slightly jealous when she took all of it and Diego’s balls smacked against her chin. Now that Jasmine bottomed out, Diego gently started fucking her throat. Based on their moans, it seemed to bring overwhelming pleasure to both of them.

Lost in lust, all I could do was jerk my little boycock. I watched in awe as this horsehung stud turned my girlfriend into his personal bitch. But as I knelt on the floor jerking my penis, Diego looked at me and ordered me to stop.

"Hands off your dick!" he yelled. "This is Jasmine's turn to cum!"

For some reason, I obeyed him. As Diego withdrew his ten-inch cock from Jasmine's throat, I stopped touching my aching boycock. Diego meanwhile playfully slapped Jasmine's face with his mammoth meat, as he had done to me minutes before. He then grabbed Jasmine and hoisted her onto the bed. "Are you ready for this?" he asked.

“YES!” she replied. “I need you to fuck me!!!”

As I stayed on my knees, not allowed to jerk my average-sized cock, Diego prepared to mount my girlfriend doggie style. This was my favorite position, one that Jasmine was exceedingly good at. Now I couldn’t help but watch as my cocky rival prepared to fuck my girlfriend with his massive meat.

Jasmine screamed as it entered her, but Diego took it slow and gentle. Once the huge head was in, he slid in a half-inch at a time, helping her get used to it. But that massively long and thick cock filled her up like never before.

“It’s so huuuuuge!” she screamed. Right then, she orgasmed just from Diego being inside her. It usually took me an hour to make her cum—often with the help of my tongue—but Diego had rocked her orgasmic world within the first few seconds.

By the time he bottomed out, Jasmine was ready for orgasm number two. So turned on, she kept screaming Diego’s name over and over. “Fuck me, Diego! Fuck me! You’re so fucking huge!”

Seeing this stud make a total cockwhore of my girlfriend, I was more turned on than I’d ever been. But because of what Diego said, I refused to touch my aching penis. It was leaking precum even without any attention.

After ravishing Jasmine doggie style for 20 minutes, Diego flipped her over and pounded her as they passionately embraced. Diego’s tongue and dick were now deep within my girlfriend, and she was clearly having the time of her life. Sweat poured off of her and her moans grew louder. She then orgasmed for the fourth time as Diego vigorously kissed her ears.

Diego was putting on a clinic in how to fuck my girlfriend—bringing her to more orgasms than I ever could. Removing his massive ten incher, he lied down on the bed and asked her to crawl on top of him. She then rode his cock like a seasoned bull-rider, taking all ten, thick inches into her pussy.

I was impressed that Jasmine could ride all of Diego’s cock, especially since she had previously felt so tight on my six-incher. But she was a champ at taking all of it—giving herself fully to Diego’s powerful beast.

After 40 minutes of fucking and me not being allowed to touch my cock, Diego finally seemed close to cumming. Jasmine had orgasmed at least six or seven times, and my own little penis had exploded from a few seconds of Diego stroking it. But somehow this stud had more stamina than both of us and still hadn’t climaxed after 30 minutes of blowjobs and 40 minutes of fucking.

After what felt like ages for me and my aching boyhood, Diego lifted up Jasmine and revealed his enormous cock. The ten, thick inches was throbbing like crazy and ready to explode. I too was almost ready to orgasm just by the sight of it.

Diego stood up as Jasmine and I both dropped to our knees. He jerked his colossal cock with both hands only inches from our faces. We were both so eager for his seed that we jockeyed for position, trying to find the best spot. As Diego stroked his dick at a ferocious pace, he stared down at us with piercing, green eyes. Those eyes exuded lust, sex, and confidence, and Diego even grinned at the power he had over us.

“You ready for my cum?” he asked.

“YESSS!” we both screamed.

Finally, Diego Jr. unleashed a torrent of cum all over me and Jasmine. Diego’s seed rained down on us for at least a minute, washing us with his cum. Even though we tried to catch as much as we could in our mouths, some of it rained on our faces, hair, boobs, chest, vagina, and penis.

I was so turned on by Diego’s unleashing of Niagra Falls that my own penis exploded on the floor. Even though it had gone untouched for the last 40 minutes, it let out a stream of cum in the biggest orgasm of my life.

Once Diego’s orgasm subsided, Jasmine and I both lapped at his cock to lick it completely clean. I couldn't believe that my lips were worshiping my rival's cock, but Diego and Jasmine didn't seem surprised. It was simply too impressive not to surrender to, and Diego must have made plenty of wrestling jocks do this before.

The stud had dominated us so much that there wasn’t much to do now. He ordered me to lick all of his cum off of Jasmine, and she did the same for me. We then all three crammed into the hotel room shower, where Diego made us wash and worship his body and cock. I couldn’t believe that my wrestling rival had turned me and my girlfriend into his total bitches.

Nice. Love pinning guys and wagging my cock in their face.

 

[miamirt]

Nice story!!

 

[yearites]

Similar stories?

 

[george]

Hot premise, ook me in another direction. Good writing.

 

[Jasoninmco]

Awesome story. So very well written