The Wrestler - Part 5

The week so far had been a rollercoaster, and it was only Thursday. Jackson had shown a completely different side to himself, and I'd gone from never seeing a real cock in my life, to sucking two of them since Monday. I seemed to be in a constant state of excited arousal, and it was no different as I reached the barn for our second bout of naked training.

"Nervous about Saturday?" Jackson asked as I walked inside and found him doing chin ups.

"Yes" I told him honestly as he dropped to his feet and beamed at me.

"Don't be" he told me "just think of how happy you'll be once you win".

Jackson stood before me in all his handsome glory and unzipped my jacket.

"Colin likes you" he smiled, removing it and throwing it onto a bale.

"Really?" I scoffed "it didn't seem like it".

"Oh do people who hate you usually let you suck their dick?" He asked with a smirk as he lifted my t-shirt over my head.

"You're getting stronger" he continued, his big hand grasping my bicep "you're becoming a real man now" he laughed.

I watched as Jackson undressed me. A few days prior, this would have been the strangest sight in the world, and yet now it felt almost normal.

I stepped out of my shoes and waited as he lowered my trousers and underwear, and once again I was naked whilst Jackson remained dressed in his normal singlet.

"If you can wrestle naked, you can wrestle anybody" he told me, and wrapped his hand around my semi-erect cock as I flinched.

"W...Who said that?" I gasped, as he used my tool to lead me toward the mat.

"I did" he shrugged, and within a split second we were grappling.

Even though I rarely beat Jackson, I still preferred wrestling with him to Colin, or anybody else for that matter. He didn't go easy on me, but he was far less aggressive.

"Legs" he growled, and hooked his muscular calf around the back of my leg and slammed me to the floor.

"Stay focused" he told me, pressing his heavy body against my naked one as I squirmed beneath him.

"Hips!"

I jerked my hips upwards, pushing him slightly up my torso until his singlet clad crotch slid closer to my face. I could smell his musk as we tussled.

"Decent ground work" Jackson told me, standing up and pulling me with him "but avoid getting there in the first place if you can".

We went again, and even I had to say that I was beginning to notice an improvement in myself. Jackson's strange method of teaching was working, and I was thankful in more ways than one.

"Dude, really?" He smirked as I wrapped my legs around the back of his neck and attempted to drag his handsome face closer to my boner.

With a twist and a skilful turn, Jackson easily escaped and I found myself face down on the mat, my ankles interlocked and held against the back of my thighs.

"Argh!" I groaned as he stretched me.

"Tryna force a reward, are we?" He grinned, and thundered his strong hand down against my butt.

"Dude!" I gasped, as a stinging pain ripped through me.

"Say I'm the best wrestler you know" he laughed, and spanked me again.

"Jackson!" I snorted, trying to escape his firm clutch.

"Say it!"

"You're the best wrestler I know" I laughed, feeling another sharp spank on the other cheek.

"And say I'm the hottest guy you've ever me" he continued, and it was difficult to do anything as I continued to roar with laughter.

"You're... You're the hottest" I squirmed "you're the hottest guy I know!"

"And say you're a little bitch" he continued, but instead of spanking me, Jackson was now furiously tickling the sole of my foot.

I screamed with laughter as he held me in place and tortured me, until finally I managed to say it.

"I'm a little bitch!" I squealed, and Jackson released me.

We both lay on the mat, grinning and recovering from the fit and then Jackson was on top of me again, only this time we weren't wrestling.

"You've done well" he told me, and began lowering the shoulder straps on his blue singlet.

I watched in awe as Jackson revealed the rest of his chest, with his large erect nipples, and then lowered it further to show his firm, toned stomach. My cock stiffened behind him.

"Up" he smirked, pulling me to my feet until I was eye level with his chin.

We both stood facing each other in silence as Jackson stepped out of his singlet and became as naked as I was. I stared down at his large, meaty cock and felt my mouth begin to salivate.

"Get your tongue in here" he whispered, lifting his muscular arm to reveal a hairy, wet armpit.

The thought would have likely disgusted me before, but not with Jackson, not now. I wanted to taste every part of his body, especially his pits.

I leaned forward mindlessly, feeling the warmth as I reached him and inhaling the strong scent of sweat. It drowned me, pouring into my nose and mouth and filling me with deep arousal.

Jackson grabbed the back of my head with his free hand and pulled me closer until my tongue and nose pressed against the moist, clammy flesh.

My cock began to twitch of it's own accord as I lapped at the sharp tasting sweat. It was even hotter than the previous days reward, and made me feel dirty in the best possible way.

I continued to clean my best friend, slurping and sucking until his sweat was replaced with my saliva and finally he dropped his arm.

"You're gonna smash it on Saturday" he whispered, still holding the back of my head, but this time he held me against his firm body.

"And when you do, I'm gonna smash you".

With one quick motion, Jackson lifted me from the mat and somehow managed to pull my legs around his waist. I locked them at the back as he held me tight. It was the first time in my life that I was actually looking down at the six foot two wrestler, and it felt amazing as my cock pressed against his stomach.

With one hand around my waist, Jackson reached under me with the other. It took a moment to realise what he was doing, until I felt it press against my exposed hole. My eyes widened.

"Don't worry" he breathed, lowering me further down onto his cock "I'm not going to fuck you today".

Part of me was relieved, but the other part of me wanted nothing more than to be impaled in this hot, sensual new position.

"I'm just giving you a taster of what might happen" he continued and with his cock pushed firmly against my opening, Jackson grabbed my face, prised my mouth apart and shoved his tongue deep inside.

It felt like fireworks were going off inside me. The last thing in the world that I ever expected my best friend to do, was to kiss me, and yet he was doing it with such passion, that it felt like he'd been wanting it all his life.

He drove me backwards, laying me down on one of the hay bales and continuing to explore my mouth with his tongue. I could taste mint from his breath, and my cock spilled more fluid.

Jackson's strong hand trailed my naked body. He pinched my nipple, causing a gasp as he travelled further. I shivered against his touch, wanting nothing more than for him to enter me as we embraced.

"Please" I moaned as his hand hooked my leg and lifted it so that my foot rested against his solid chest as he leaned up.

"I bet you want this so bad" he growled with a grin, holding the base of his cock and rubbing his juices across my quivering hole.

"Yes" I moaned, arching my back as my pole leaked furiously.

"So what are you going to do on Saturday?" He smirked, running his finger down the underside of my cock and causing me to whimper in pleasure.

"Win" I gasped, as he fondled my heavy balls.

"That's right" he nodded, kneading them and toying with them.

"And what happens when you win?" He continued, and his finger trailed my taint and travelled slowly between my crease until the pad circled my wet hole.

"You'll... You'll fuck me" I breathed, and he slid his fingertip inside me.

My breathing became laboured.

"I'll do more than fuck you" he said, pushing deeper into my rectum as I groaned.

"When you win" he continued, and I could barely hear him as he inched further inside me "you're coming to a party".

His entire finger was now embedded in me, and I could feel him as he began to twist and bend it inside.

"But this won't be no normal party" he grunted, and roughly pushed deeper.

I moaned, biting my lip and squeezing handfuls of hay either side of me.

"The team will want to thank you" he growled, and a second finger was now spreading my sphincter.

"The... The team" I whimpered, my body swarmed with pleasure.

"Oh yeah" Jackson told me "we're all counting on you, and when you win, we're all rewarding you".

The words made no sense. There were at least fifteen guys on the team, and none of them, seemed the slightest bit gay. But then I looked up a Jackson, who appeared straighter than all of them, and watched as he began to furiously finger my sensitive hole.

I was moaning loudly now as he played with my prostate and caused copious amounts of fluid to spill from my erection.

With one motion, Jackson flipped me onto my stomach so my legs hung off the bale, inches from the floor.

I felt his firm hands, one on each of my cheeks, spreading them apart so that a breeze danced across my exposed ring, and then the most amazing sensation waved through me as his large tongue enveloped it.

"Oh fuck" I gasped breathlessly as he slurped on it.

All I could do was hang there, suspended between the hay bale and Jackson, as he passionately tongued my virgin hole. My cock was pressed awkwardly against the hay, angled downwards as I moaned.

He slid it into me, and I shuddered.

This was better than anything I had ever felt before, and Jackson had promised more, much more, as long as I won on Saturday.

"No cumming" he said, and my feet found the floor again.

"What?" I barked, feeling the moisture between my cheeks as he grinned down at me, his own cock pouring.

"Until Saturday night" he shrugged "no cumming"

"Why?!" I snapped, my cock painfully hard and twitching wildly.

"The boys want you eager" he whispered, and squeezed the head of my rod between his thumb and forefinger, shaking it.

"Got it?"

"Fine" I groaned as he released me.

"Now get dressed, and make sure to get some sleep tonight" he told me, pulling his singlet back on "don't be thinking about sex all night".

"Well that's gonna be a bit difficult after that" I scoffed, dressing as well.

"It will all be worth it, bro" Jackson winked.

"Yeah" I nodded "I hope so".

With those words, I left the barn with a boner stiffer than any I had ever had before.