We enter the gym and still not a soul in sight. He begins to do some stretches. I look around this well equipped gym which has a variety of machines, free weights and a wrestling/boxing ring, also a separate room for massages. As he stretches and bends, the tight speedo highlights his hot firm ass and nice package. He tells me his name is John. Suddenly I hear the gym door open. John tell me that I will be the referee for his match tonight. I see a massive muscular fireplug entering the gym, walking towards us. He is approximately 5'9" carrying 195 lbs. He too is wearing only a tight speedo. His shoulders are like bowling balls tapering down to a waist maybe 30" if that. His abs are shredded and look rock solid, all this being supported by massive tree trunk legs.He is very handsome with buzz cut hair and beard. My heart was pounding at the sight of him and the thought of the show I was going to see. He said to John "who the fuck is this" looking at me. This is our ref. Ok ref, I'm Paul. "Do you know first aid because John is going to need it" My heart ached at the thought go John getting hurt. John laughed. Let's get this show started. The clash of the titans was about to begin.Two alpha studs fighting for dominance and bragging rights. Had I met these two at the same time it would have been very difficult to pick a favorite but I already felt an allegiance to John. They begin to have a flex-off. I have never been so close to so much muscle before. My dick hardened as they flex their massive slabs of muscle. Paul told me to feel his guns. The were like boulders. John laughed and said feel these. I was in heaven.Both of their biceps were rock solid and had a thick vein bulging. My dick began to leak precum.
to be continued...
the saga continues:
The flex show was amazing as the two muscle men tried to out do the other with each flex. Paul demanded that I measure their bicep...I obliged. Paul flexed as i wrapped the tape around his massive gun...18.75" around his massive baseball arm. Next was John....he had a beautiful peaked split bicep...damn 19". Paul was furious and demanded a remeasure. John laughed. I again wrapped the tape around Paul's massive gun, as he pumped it 3 times, this time 19" as well. Paul challenged John to arm wrestle. The two men locked hands and I counted down 3,2,1. Biceps tensed as the two men struggled foe an advantage. It seemed like an eternity as neither arm was budging. Slowly Paul's bicep was retreating and John was gaining an advantage and had Paul half way down. Paul reached for inner strength and forced John back to the starting position where once again they were stalemated for maybe 2 minutes. John was determined to win, grunted loud and began again to lower Paul's arm but this time succeeded to push him past the half way mark. Paul was visible frustrated. The descent slowed but this time Paul could not gain any momentum as his arm got closer to being put down. He was holding on until finally his hand hit the table. John won! I have never seen such power that both men displayed. Paul was angry. Let's hit the mats he shouted and see who the real man is. They told me that they had wrestled before and it ended in a draw, so a winner must be determined today. We agreed on the best of 3 rounds. Both men were pumped and ready to grapple.
Round 1 next...
Happy Father's Day to all of the dads here in Meetfighters. I hope you have fun on this special day of yours.
I know that we're all on here for different reasons, some of us just want to talk about wrestling, some of us actually want to meet to wrestle - box - fight.
There is, to my dismay, more people posting suggestive or erotic photos, that really don't have a place on this site, in my humble opinion.
I could name the worst offenders, one of whom is known for being more of a director in unauthorised filming rather than actually wrestling - but I won't as it's against terms of service.
Yes I've turned off the X rated pictures, but it doesn't stop them appearing on photo verification and maybe, as the community we are, request that the man of mystery, Admin, work on a way of trying to encourage members not to attempt to post them?
Is this a fighters site, a dating site or a fetish/hookup site after all?
남자는 고개를 이리저리 돌리며 몸부림 치고 있었다. 자신의 뒤에서 자신을 팔을 꺽어 잡고 있는 작은 체구의 남자를 떨쳐내려 애썼지만, 간간히 흔들리기만 할 뿐 남자 뒤에 서 있는 젊은 청년은 남자를 단단히 잡은 채 놓치지 않았다.
맨발의 남자 발목에 수영복 정도로 보이는 천조각이 걸려져 있었고 그 앞으로 다른 청년이 무릅을 꿇은 채 남자의 음경을 빨고 있었다.
“발딱 세운채로 프리컴 까지그 흘리는 주제에 그만은 무슨…”
남자의 뒤에 선 청년은 비웃듯 비아냥 거리며 남자의 귓볼을 핥았다. 다시금 숨이 헐떡 넘어가는 듯 하더니 오럴 하던 청년의 손이 남자의 가슴께로 올라왔다.
두꺼운 가슴에 얹혀진 유두를 집어 비틀자 다시금 남자는 비명을 질러댔다. 어느새 남자는 포효하는 듯한 신음과 함께 몸을 떨기 시작했고, 남자를 오럴하던 젊은이의 입으로 흰 정액이 넘쳐 흐르기 시작했다.
“하악 하악… 하아악..”
족히 10번은 움찔대며 정액을 뱉어대던 남자는 사정후 급격히 몸이 식었지만, 그를 잡은 손들은 멈출줄을 몰랐다.
“그만… 아… 안돼 그만…”
남자는 사정후 예민해진 음경을 계속해서 빨아대자 고통스러워 하며 신음했다. 하지만 여전히 단단히 고정된 팔에 남자는 강제로 들리어져 계속해 두 젊은이에게 희롱당할 수 밖에 없었다.
이읔고 남자를 오럴하던 젊은이 수건 한가득 정액을 뱉고 일어섰다.
“이제 우리도 싸야지?”
그리곤 두사람 뒤에 있는 침대로 가 올라서자 남자의 팔을 잡고 있던 젊은이가 남자의 허리를 안아 들고 그대로 뒤편 침대를 향해 뒤집어 던졌다.
비록 침대위라고는 하나 묵직한 통증이 남자의 뒷머리와 목을 눌러왔고 남자는 그대로 다리를 머리쪽으로 들어올려 활짝 벌린 채 침대에 쳐박히고 말았다.
그러자 미리 올라가 기다리던 젊은이가. 남자의 우람한 팔을 무릅으로 짖누르며 앉았다. 그리고 머리를 향해 활짝 펴져 있던 다리를 그대로 자신의 겨드랑이에 끼고 고정시켰다.
남자를 들어올려 던졌던 젊은이가 침대옆 바닥에 널부러져 있던 플라스틱 통을 열고 내용물을 덜어 자신의 성기에 문질렀다. 그리고는 번들거리는 성기를 남자의 활짝 벌어진 에널에 쑤셔넣었다.
남자는 순간 놀라 몸을 펴고 벗어나려했지만 여전히 다리는 머리 위로 고정되어 있었다.
“아 진짜 이 아저씨 에널은…”
순식간의 남자를 뚫어버린 청년은 남자의 몸안 따뜻하고 축축한 기운을 음미하며 신음했다. 남자는 짧게 신음했지만, 이내 안정이 되어 숨을 헐떡였다. 그러자 청년이 허리를 움직이며 거칠게 쑤셔대기 시작했다.
남자의 벌려진 다리를 잡고 있던 청년은 남자의 입에 자신의 발기한 자지를 밀어넣었다. 그리고 축축한 남자의 입안으로 허리를 움직이기 시작했다.
“우움.. 움… 움… 우움… “
남자의 몸이 청년들의 박음질에 밀려 흔들리며 침대다리가 소리를 냈다.
“아...아… 싼다… 아.. 아아~~~”
남자의 에널을 박아대던 청년이 몸을 떨며 사정하기 시작했고, 이에 질세라 남자의 입에서도 청년의 정액이 넘처 흘렀다.
남자는 제대로 된 비명도 지르지 못한채 정액받이 노릇을 하고 있었다. 사정의 나른함에 몸이 풀린 두 청년은 서로에게 키스하며 남자의 몸에서 음경을 꺼냈다. 남자의 몸과 입은 그들의 정액으로 채워졌다.
간신히 숨을 돌리는가 했는데, 이번엔 갑자기 자신의 눈에 뭔가가 덧씌워지는 것을 느꼈다. 그런데 그때 였다. 초인종 소리가 울렸고, 젊은이들 중 하나가 문을 열었다.
“밥상 다 차려 놓으니 오시는구만?”
“미안해. 해 놓으라는 일이 있어서… 하하… 어떻게 다 끝나가?”
“우리가 끝내야 끝나는거지. 이제 겨우 한번째라 우린 더 할꺼야. 어떻게 넌? 먼저 박고 시작할래?”
들어온 청년은 다리를 활짝 벌린채 구멍을 드러낸 남자의 치부를 쳐다봤다. 살이 오른 단단하고 둥근 엉덩이에 그 먹음직스러운 구멍이라니… 비록 다른 사람이 먼저쓰긴했으나 이 꼴을 보니 자지가 단단해져 빼지않고는 아무것도 못할 것만 같았다.
새롭게 들어온 양복차림의 남자가 옷을 벗어 던지자 단단한 근육으로 뭉쳐진 청년의 몸이 나왔다. 옷을 벗은 청년은 바로 침대위로 올라가 젤을 바르고 거침없이 쑤시기 시작했다.
뭔가 낯선 사이즈에 놀란 남자는 고개를 들어 자신의 다리 사이를 보려했지만 안대의 어두움뿐 남자는 자신을 관통하는 사람을 볼 수 없었다.
“그만...그만.. 너무 쎄…”
하지만 남자를 올라탄 젊은이는 아랑곳하지 않고 거침없이 박아댔다.
그렇게 한두어차례 더 사정이 있은 후에야 남자는 벌려진 몸을 추스릴 수 있었다. 자신과 타인의 정액으로 흠뻑 젖은 몸을 침대에 누인채로 숨을 헐떡이자 문 열리는 소리가 들리며 몇몇이 나가는 소리가 들렸다.
“다음에 또 봐요 아저씨. 잘 놀다 가요.”
레슬링 경기와 사정의 나른함으로 지친 남자가 간신히 눈을 덥은 가리개를 젖히자, 처음보는 건장한 등이 눈앞에 보였다. 갖 샤워를 마치고 나온듯한 젖은 몸이 열심히 자신의 머리를 털고 있었다.
“우리 따로 또 볼래요? 아저씨? 난 되게 좋았는데?”
아직 수건안에 감춰진 얼굴에서 남자답고 호방한 목소리가 흘러나왔다. 남자는 지쳐서 제대로 대답도 하지 못하고 다시 눈을 감았다.
머리를 털던 수건을 목에 걸친 젊은이가 널부러진 남자의 등뒤에 앉았다.
“어떠냐니까? 대답 좀 해봐요. 나하고 둘이서 따로봐도 오늘처럼 죽여줄테니까. …”
그리고 남자의 어깨를 젖혀 남자의 얼굴을 바라본 젊은이는 그대로 얼어붙었다. 자신을 젖히는 손을 확인하기 위해 눈을 뜬 남자도 얼어붙었다.
Next month I am planning to attend Thunderdome V, a wrestling event to be held near Taunton, Massachusetts. I been invited to the owner's property on several occasions and have wrestled five of the confirmed participants in the past. The owner, Joe, is a great host and I cannot thank him enough for his generosity in hosting this event (especially as his body doesn't want to let him wrestle as he should). I hope to wrestle many new opponents and perhaps even find a few guys willing to put on boxing gloves and go for a few rounds.
I remember the first couple of times I went to a wrestling meet, I felt a little awkward and rather shy at first. I was often the largest person there and not everyone was willing to wrestle me due to the weight difference. What if everyone else (except the people I knew) were so much better that they would put me to shame? Fortunately I always had one person, my friend Rhodyraybo, who would be happy to wrestle me all day long, so I wouldn't be just another "spectator in a speedo."
Wrestling events are not for everyone. Some men can only wrestle on a 1-to-1 basis. I know a couple of guys who could travel to the site without great difficulty and make a positive contribution, but cannot be convinced. The dynamic is different in a group, and for some men for whom wrestling is more of a fetish or a turn-on, they may never be sufficiently comfortable to enjoy themselves. The property is not completely secluded from the outside world and there will undoubtedly be photos and video taken. There should be tents pitched at this event, so those who do need to get away for a "private session" will probably have the opportunity to do so.
When I go to meetups these days I don't feel nearly as uncomfortable as I did the first couple of times. I look forward to meeting new wrestlers. I always appreciate the opportunity to revisit my old opponents. I also look forward to swimming in Joe's in-ground pool! I'll probably be a bit overenthusiastic and push myself too hard, too fast. As long as I am not forced to leave early due to family, there should be plenty of me to go around.
This event promises to have many, many more gentlemen in attendance than any event I have ever attended before. Of course I would love to fight everyone who comes and is willing to wrap up with me. The event is being held over the weekend and I may only be able to attend one day due to family obligations, so I hope to get in as much wrestling and fighting in with as many people as I possibly can. The month between me and the event cannot go by quickly enough!
My name is Marcus Ray. I'm a fairly new individual to the world of wrestling and I'm trying to set up a network of communication with all of you.
If you so choose, please feel free to add me on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=100018128348305
I am not really looking for meet up right now, but it would awesome to get in contact with some of you guys!
In case you are wondering, I hope to get a profile picture up within the next day or so, depending on my schedule.
Hope to talk to some of you soon!
The main reason why I enjoy Pro Fantasy is that it equalized height, weight, age and skill differences. All things are equal at that point until the jobber and heel roles are defined.
As a jobber I like thinking that I have a chance..maybe just maybe...of defeating my opponent. Of course, the heel has other ideas and I soon succumb to his power.
What a confusing time. Ten years old and sitting on the couch on a Saturday afternoon. My father in his chair. The tv turned to one of the three channels available. And each of us waiting for wrestling to come on.
My father watched it. All the time complaining about how fake it was. He just watched it for the sake of watching it.
But not me. I was intent. My body at ten years old responding in ways that I only understood much later. Bruno Sammartino. Argentine Apollo. Bobo Brazil.
It was a time of questioning. But even at ten years old. I think I already knew the answer.
I probably talk too much.
I probably get too anxious when I know I am about to meet someone.
It's just the excitement and anticipation of meeting other like minded men. And as I've heard so many men say: I thought I was the only one.
Yet here I am at 65 living the fantasy. Where daydreams have become reality. I am not terribly skilled. My opponents need to be aware that multiple breathers need to happen so I can catch my breath. Wrestling.....dreams do come true. Eventually.
The man to man struggle satisfies some sort of primal need. A winner. A loser. A fight for control. The bonding. The power.
What great fun it is.