Excitement, nerves and anticipation welled up in me as I waited, hearing the knock at the door.
“Come on in!” She called. I heard muffled greetings and heard the other door to the second extra room close, presumably so that my opponent could prepare and get dressed.
After a few minutes, I heard Holly call out,
“You boys both ready?” She said raising her voice. I heard Shan give an affirmative sound just as I did. “Alright. Shan, Scott, come on into the ring!”
My heart did a little flutter as I opened the door, seeing that across the room, the other door swung outward, and there stood my opponent.
He was about my height, and appeared to be in his mid thirties. We climbed into the ring and stood opposite each other. He was wearing a similar outfit to mine. His shorts the same style in grey, his boxing gloves red, and his mouthguard white. We nodded to each other and i could see him sizing me up. He was exactly my height, perhaps outweighing me by about ten pounds but similarly leanly muscles and fit. This was going to be interesting. He spoke through his mouth guard then.
“Nice to meet you Scott.” He smiled, holding out his gloved hand. I tapped it and smirked back.
“You too.” I said kindly.
“Ready to get your ass kicked?” He asked. I snorted and cocked an eyebrow.
“I don’t think you know who you’re dealing with here.” I responded with a laugh.
“Alright boys.” Said Holly, climbing into the ring and grinning. “Save it for the fight...here are the rules.”
I never took my eyes off of Shan and he never looked away from me. We were friendly, but clearly this was a competitive thing, both of us posturing and puffing our our chests a bit in bravado.
“You’ll fight 2 minute rounds with two minute breaks between. At the end of each round, I’ll decide who did better and the loser...has to remove one of their pieces of clothing.” She smiled. I raised my eyebrows and nodded. So did Shan. “In the event of a knockdown, I’ll start a count of 15. If you get up, you will continue right away OR can forfeit a piece of clothing to earn an extra 20 seconds to recover. No round limits. You’ll fight until someone doesn’t make the 15 count or the first person takes two knockdowns after being rendered naked.” She wrapped up the rules and looked at us both. “Any questions?” She asked with a smirk. We both shook our heads.
“Alright then boys. To the corners and wait for my call to start.” We both backed away and Holly hopped out of the ring.
We eyed each other and rolled our shoulders and necks.
The next day came. All I had managed to learn from Holly was that my opponent was a nice guy, the appropriate size for me to box with, and later, that his name was Shan. Nothing more than that. And while I admit that normally, meeting someone for this blindly would be something I wouldn’t do, I knew that I could trust my fiancé’s judgement as she is usually even more reserved than myself. And so we spent the day whittling away the time as best we could awaiting the arrival of my soon to be opponent.
She communicated with him via text for the last couple of hours leading up to the showdown.
“He’s coming from a bit out of town.” She had explained.” Around 7:45, I heard her call me into the bedroom. I walked in and she met me at the door. “I’m going to change, your outfit is ready on the bed.” She grinned widely and gave me a long hard kiss before smirking mischievously and bounding off to the spare room to change clothes.
On the bed I found my newest pair of 14oz black boxing gloves, a pair of very short square cut white shorts, short blue boxer briefs and a white speedo. All new clothes besides the boxing gloves themselves. I chuckled to myself and donned the outfit quickly.
Fifteen minutes later I found myself in our outdoor garage where I saw that our mat room had been transformed! In the center, our usual wrestling mats had been replaced by a very nicely made boxing ring.
“Like it? I rented it and had it set up just yesterday while you were at work.” She winked.
I was astounded at the effort she had put in to make this a success for both her and myself. She leaned against the ring, wearing one of her sexiest outfits. Her shoulder length brown hair hung down over her short black dress and a pair of thigh high black and white striped socks which she padded in along the floor to my side.
“He’s just about to pull up, so go wait in the side room. I’ll call you out.” She said kissing my cheek and giving me a playful shove. I grinned.
“Just tell me when.” I said, placing my black mouthguard in and clamping down with my teeth before going into the next room to wait.
Hey all! Some time ago, a friend from another site and I started arranging a match up between us, and he asked me to write a story about how it might go. I decided to share it here, and will do so in pieces though the story is already complete. Hopefully you enjoy it and please leave feed back!
NOTE: THOUGH THE CHARACTERS ARE BASED ON US, FOR PRIVACY REASONS ALL NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED.
Anyway, here’s the first part. Let me know what you think!
I had been engaged for some time now to the absolute love of my life. Holly was everything I had always wanted in someone. She was beautiful, faithful, loving, just everything I had dreamed of.
And we had a specific mutual interest that we enjoyed sharing together.
On more than one occasion, we had arranged to meet with other people...men, women, and couples to engage in wrestling matches for each other’s enjoyment. Most of the time, I found myself engaging with another guy while she watched quietly, soaking in the action and loving every moment of watching the two of us compete for her entertainment. It was wild, and after each session, we always had the best sex of our lives. I had wrestled several and had one MMA match on one occasion, winning some, losing some, but always coming out high on the thrill of primal competition and her high on the spectacle of watching me duel to win the day for her.
Usually I arranged these meetings and got her approval of the opponent whether it was to be my match, hers, or a match for the both of us. However, one day, things went a little differently. Very differently. And what a thrill it was.
I was lounging on the couch when Holly came home and sat down close beside me as she had done so many times before and snuggled herself close.
“Hi there sexy.” She grinned and planted a loving peck on my lips. I smiled and saw the glow of mischief behind her smile.
“Hi.” I smirked back. “What are you up to?” I cocked an eyebrow.
“Oh nothing. I just have a surprise for you.” She giggled a little. I didn’t answer but gave her a smile and a curious look. When I said nothing she continued.
“I set up a match for you.” She grinned wider as I looked down at her surprised.
“You did? Cool! Saving me the trouble huh? Well let’s see him. Who is it?” I asked, both curious and excited. She laughed a bit.
“Nuh uh. Not this time. No, I want you to go into this one blind. Don’t worry, he’s the right build, a nice guy, and he’s cute too!” She said. Comments like this between us never bothered us. We both knew we loved each other and no matter what happened, we were always going to be with each other in the end. Sometimes our matches involved placing the other person up for a time as a bet on the match. Even that was no problem for us. At the end of the day, everyone involved knew who was going home with who.
I was curious. Never before had we set up a match where both of us didn’t see AND talk to the other person or people involved well before a match was set. I asked the obvious questions.
“You verified him? Made sure he was real?” I said, knowing that I usually did this part of the job and wanted to make sure it had been arranged correctly. She nodded excitedly.
“Mmm hm!” She said affirmatively. “It’s all done!”
“Well alright!” I chuckled at her enthusiasm. “When, where and what kind of match?”
“You’re going to be boxing. And it’s tomorrow, in our mat room. He’ll be over at 8 tomorrow evening.” She said. I had not yet had a chance to have a boxing match with someone in front of her. The idea was intriguing. She continued. “I wanted to try something different. I want to see how you do in a fight where you don’t know who you’re going against. And usually I’m so quiet, but this time I want to referee for you.” She shrugged, knowing it was something I had always wanted to try.
It was a daunting prospect, but I did like the sound of it. “Alright then! Tomorrow at 8 it is! Any special rules?” I asked.
“I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow when he gets here so I can explain it to both of you. I’ll lay your outfit out on the bed beforehand.” She grinned. I nodded, and for the rest of the night, I prodded at her for details, finding her to be a stoic and unwavering box of secrets.
Boxerboy91 (12)
2/29/2020 9:43 AM(((Character limits are forcing me to post several comments to fit the story in. Story begins at the bottom of the thread!)))
Boxerboy91 (12)
2/29/2020 9:42 AMExcitement, nerves and anticipation welled up in me as I waited, hearing the knock at the door.
“Come on in!” She called. I heard muffled greetings and heard the other door to the second extra room close, presumably so that my opponent could prepare and get dressed.
After a few minutes, I heard Holly call out,
“You boys both ready?” She said raising her voice. I heard Shan give an affirmative sound just as I did. “Alright. Shan, Scott, come on into the ring!”
My heart did a little flutter as I opened the door, seeing that across the room, the other door swung outward, and there stood my opponent.
He was about my height, and appeared to be in his mid thirties. We climbed into the ring and stood opposite each other. He was wearing a similar outfit to mine. His shorts the same style in grey, his boxing gloves red, and his mouthguard white. We nodded to each other and i could see him sizing me up. He was exactly my height, perhaps outweighing me by about ten pounds but similarly leanly muscles and fit. This was going to be interesting. He spoke through his mouth guard then.
“Nice to meet you Scott.” He smiled, holding out his gloved hand. I tapped it and smirked back.
“You too.” I said kindly.
“Ready to get your ass kicked?” He asked. I snorted and cocked an eyebrow.
“I don’t think you know who you’re dealing with here.” I responded with a laugh.
“Alright boys.” Said Holly, climbing into the ring and grinning. “Save it for the fight...here are the rules.”
I never took my eyes off of Shan and he never looked away from me. We were friendly, but clearly this was a competitive thing, both of us posturing and puffing our our chests a bit in bravado.
“You’ll fight 2 minute rounds with two minute breaks between. At the end of each round, I’ll decide who did better and the loser...has to remove one of their pieces of clothing.” She smiled. I raised my eyebrows and nodded. So did Shan. “In the event of a knockdown, I’ll start a count of 15. If you get up, you will continue right away OR can forfeit a piece of clothing to earn an extra 20 seconds to recover. No round limits. You’ll fight until someone doesn’t make the 15 count or the first person takes two knockdowns after being rendered naked.” She wrapped up the rules and looked at us both. “Any questions?” She asked with a smirk. We both shook our heads.
“Alright then boys. To the corners and wait for my call to start.” We both backed away and Holly hopped out of the ring.
We eyed each other and rolled our shoulders and necks.
“Alright boys....FIGHT!”
Boxerboy91 (12)
2/29/2020 9:41 AMThe next day came. All I had managed to learn from Holly was that my opponent was a nice guy, the appropriate size for me to box with, and later, that his name was Shan. Nothing more than that. And while I admit that normally, meeting someone for this blindly would be something I wouldn’t do, I knew that I could trust my fiancé’s judgement as she is usually even more reserved than myself. And so we spent the day whittling away the time as best we could awaiting the arrival of my soon to be opponent.
She communicated with him via text for the last couple of hours leading up to the showdown.
“He’s coming from a bit out of town.” She had explained.” Around 7:45, I heard her call me into the bedroom. I walked in and she met me at the door. “I’m going to change, your outfit is ready on the bed.” She grinned widely and gave me a long hard kiss before smirking mischievously and bounding off to the spare room to change clothes.
On the bed I found my newest pair of 14oz black boxing gloves, a pair of very short square cut white shorts, short blue boxer briefs and a white speedo. All new clothes besides the boxing gloves themselves. I chuckled to myself and donned the outfit quickly.
Fifteen minutes later I found myself in our outdoor garage where I saw that our mat room had been transformed! In the center, our usual wrestling mats had been replaced by a very nicely made boxing ring.
“Like it? I rented it and had it set up just yesterday while you were at work.” She winked.
I was astounded at the effort she had put in to make this a success for both her and myself. She leaned against the ring, wearing one of her sexiest outfits. Her shoulder length brown hair hung down over her short black dress and a pair of thigh high black and white striped socks which she padded in along the floor to my side.
“He’s just about to pull up, so go wait in the side room. I’ll call you out.” She said kissing my cheek and giving me a playful shove. I grinned.
“Just tell me when.” I said, placing my black mouthguard in and clamping down with my teeth before going into the next room to wait.
Boxerboy91 (12)
2/29/2020 9:35 AMHey all! Some time ago, a friend from another site and I started arranging a match up between us, and he asked me to write a story about how it might go. I decided to share it here, and will do so in pieces though the story is already complete. Hopefully you enjoy it and please leave feed back!
NOTE: THOUGH THE CHARACTERS ARE BASED ON US, FOR PRIVACY REASONS ALL NAMES HAVE BEEN CHANGED.
Anyway, here’s the first part. Let me know what you think!
I had been engaged for some time now to the absolute love of my life. Holly was everything I had always wanted in someone. She was beautiful, faithful, loving, just everything I had dreamed of.
And we had a specific mutual interest that we enjoyed sharing together.
On more than one occasion, we had arranged to meet with other people...men, women, and couples to engage in wrestling matches for each other’s enjoyment. Most of the time, I found myself engaging with another guy while she watched quietly, soaking in the action and loving every moment of watching the two of us compete for her entertainment. It was wild, and after each session, we always had the best sex of our lives. I had wrestled several and had one MMA match on one occasion, winning some, losing some, but always coming out high on the thrill of primal competition and her high on the spectacle of watching me duel to win the day for her.
Usually I arranged these meetings and got her approval of the opponent whether it was to be my match, hers, or a match for the both of us. However, one day, things went a little differently. Very differently. And what a thrill it was.
I was lounging on the couch when Holly came home and sat down close beside me as she had done so many times before and snuggled herself close.
“Hi there sexy.” She grinned and planted a loving peck on my lips. I smiled and saw the glow of mischief behind her smile.
“Hi.” I smirked back. “What are you up to?” I cocked an eyebrow.
“Oh nothing. I just have a surprise for you.” She giggled a little. I didn’t answer but gave her a smile and a curious look. When I said nothing she continued.
“I set up a match for you.” She grinned wider as I looked down at her surprised.
“You did? Cool! Saving me the trouble huh? Well let’s see him. Who is it?” I asked, both curious and excited. She laughed a bit.
“Nuh uh. Not this time. No, I want you to go into this one blind. Don’t worry, he’s the right build, a nice guy, and he’s cute too!” She said. Comments like this between us never bothered us. We both knew we loved each other and no matter what happened, we were always going to be with each other in the end. Sometimes our matches involved placing the other person up for a time as a bet on the match. Even that was no problem for us. At the end of the day, everyone involved knew who was going home with who.
I was curious. Never before had we set up a match where both of us didn’t see AND talk to the other person or people involved well before a match was set. I asked the obvious questions.
“You verified him? Made sure he was real?” I said, knowing that I usually did this part of the job and wanted to make sure it had been arranged correctly. She nodded excitedly.
“Mmm hm!” She said affirmatively. “It’s all done!”
“Well alright!” I chuckled at her enthusiasm. “When, where and what kind of match?”
“You’re going to be boxing. And it’s tomorrow, in our mat room. He’ll be over at 8 tomorrow evening.” She said. I had not yet had a chance to have a boxing match with someone in front of her. The idea was intriguing. She continued. “I wanted to try something different. I want to see how you do in a fight where you don’t know who you’re going against. And usually I’m so quiet, but this time I want to referee for you.” She shrugged, knowing it was something I had always wanted to try.
It was a daunting prospect, but I did like the sound of it. “Alright then! Tomorrow at 8 it is! Any special rules?” I asked.
“I’ll tell you all about it tomorrow when he gets here so I can explain it to both of you. I’ll lay your outfit out on the bed beforehand.” She grinned. I nodded, and for the rest of the night, I prodded at her for details, finding her to be a stoic and unwavering box of secrets.
Alright then, i would have to be patient.