The Wrestler - Part 4

The dreaded post-nut clarity had little effect on me, and when I finally reached home, I was already sporting another boner. 

Jackson had awoken something in me that I hadn't known existed. A horny, slutty, animalistic version of myself had been born, and all I could think about was him. 

Thankfully, after my explosive orgasm, I slept peacefully that night. Though it wasn't without it's sexual disturbances either. I dreamt of Jackson and his large, meaty cock. I was sucking it one minute, then taking it with ease the next, and when my alarm clock sounded at 7am, my morning wood was slick with a layer of pre-cum. 

Today was likely going to be rather different compared to our last two training sessions, because today was actual practice. Jackson had explained that if I showed signs of improvement today, then he'd consider my request, but there were twelve other guys on the team, and I highly doubted that he'd be rewarding me in the changing rooms for all to see. 

"You're early" Coach Richards growled as I entered the hall and scanned it for Jackson. 

"Jackson and Colin are getting ready" he added, pulling a third mat toward the centre of the hall. 

Colin was eighteen too, and was probably the best wrestler on the team. He wasn't as beefy as Jackson, which gave him the advantage of speed. He was strong too, his body lean and toned and over all, Colin was an extremely attractive young man. 

"Conor" he nodded as I entered the changing rooms. 

He was already wearing his blue and white singlet, and I found my eyes dropping to the bulge at his crotch. 

I smiled politely back and found Jackson across the room. My heart gave a flutter as I watched him pull his lycra outfit on.

"Oh hey" he grinned as I dropped my bag beside him. 

"You feeling more awake today?" 

I felt my cheeks blush as I nodded. 

"Good" Jackson said, patting me on the bare back as I stripped to my underwear "because today is your first real test". 

I glanced up at him, once again noticing how devilishly handsome he was, and cocked an eyebrow. 

"You're gonna' be training with me and Colin" he grinned, and if I hadn't been mistaken, I was sure he winked. 

"I've trained with Colin before" I shrugged "but he'll beat my ass, just so you know". 

"Only if you do well" Jackson smirked, and spanked my singlet-clad backside as he walked from the changing room. 

Had I heard him correctly? Had Jackson really just said what I thought he had said? Surely not. There was no way. 

As my buttocks stung, I turned to find the room empty. I was glad that Colin hadn't witnessed the humiliating spanking that Jackson had playfully given me, and I was even more glad that nobody was there to see the erection that was now growing in my singlet. 

I had taken Jackson up wrong. There was no doubt about that. 

"For Christ's sake, Conor!" Coach bellowed as I took on Jackson for the second time "use your god damn legs!" 

It was far more difficult to concentrate when the hall was full of lycra-clad wrestlers and a coach who had a burning disdain for me. Jackson was quite obviously taking it easy with me, but I still found myself being slammed onto the mat at every possible opportunity. 

"No cock for you" Jackson hissed in my ear as he dragged me back to my feet. 

"Unless you start trying" he added. 

Without warning, Jackson charged me again, but this time I side stepped him, hooked my arm around his waist and found my groin pressed against his butt. My cock started to swell. 

"Yes!" Coach roared "now take him down!"

I tried to slam him, but Jackson was a difficult mountain to move. My cock became stiffer, and even with my underwear, I knew that the moment I let go of him, everybody in the room would see it. 

"I've got a boner" I whispered to Jackson as I clung to him "please don't move". 

I felt Jackson chuckle, which was little help as my erection continued to grow. How on earth would I ever live this down? 

With one swoop, Jackson swung me through the air and slammed me onto my back. Once again, the air escaped my lungs, and I waited for the laughter as my hard-on was noticed. 

Thankfully, Jackson had my back, or my front at least. He straddled my groin, which not only hid my stiff cock, but made it even harder as it pushed between his legs. 

"Christ on a bike" Coach sighed, and I caught a glimpse of him walking from the hall. 

"Sorry" Jackson said, pinning my arms down as most of the other wrestlers dispersed "but otherwise they would have stayed to watch". 

"You're good" I gasped, still trying to escape the handsome wrestler's clutches. 

By the time Jackson allowed me to stand, only Colin remained watching. The others had taken to the remaining mats, unbothered by the worst wrestler on the team getting his ass handed to him. 

"You said he was good" Colin growled at Jackson. 

"He is good" my best friend replied "he just needs some encouragement" 

"What, like a dog?" Colin snarled. 

I had never really liked Colin all that much. He was a cocky, arrogant kind of guy, and only for the fact that he was one of Jackson's many friends, I would have never spent this long in his presence. 

"No" Jackson said sternly "more like a delicate little flower". 

He grabbed me around the chest and dragged me into a bear hug, rustling my hair playfully as I cringed. He had always been good at embarrassing me. 

"Well your delicate little flower needs to get his shit together" Colin continued, ignoring me completely and speaking directly to Jackson. 

"Finals are on Saturday and if he blows it, we have no chance". 

"He won't blow it" Jackson shrugged, and I wanted to explain how very likely it was that I would blow it. 

"You two ready?" He added and Colin jumped from the bleachers and stormed toward the mat. 

"He's gonna kill me!" I whispered to Jackson as I watched the muscular, handsome young man wait for me. 

"Well, don't let him" Jackson smiled, grabbing my shoulders and walking me toward him. 

Colin looked hungry. I had watched him wrestle many times before, and knew already that the only chance I had at surviving this, was to run from the hall immediately. 

"Just listen to my voice, got it?" Jackson said, squeezing my bare shoulders, and I nodded nervously. 

Colin crouched and began to circle the mat, I did the same and felt awkward as he glared at me hungrily. The guy was an animal, and I was about to be his prey. 

We met in the centre, arms locked to each other, and immediately I felt the strength of the athletic young man. He almost knocked me off balance with just one shove, and then I heard Jackson's voice. 

"Legs, Conor!" He shouted "bend your legs and stay in control!" 

I listened to him, bending my knees slightly and finding it much easier to stay on my feet. 

Colin was still far more powerful however, and a lot quicker. A split second later, his arms were locked around my waist and he stood behind me, crotch to butt. 

"Stay focused, and stay low!" Jackson called out, but how could I focus when I could feel his rod against my cheeks!

He attempted a takedown, dragging me off my feet and into the air. 

"You're smaller than he is, Conor! Use it. Make yourself difficult to hold!" 

I wriggled and squirmed in Colin's firm grasp, and found myself able to slip away. We faced each other again, crouched and circling. 

"Yes! Well done, now it's time to go on the offensive". 

My eyes widened. 

"Hit him with a double-leg takedown" Jackson whispered as I passed by him "he's terrible at defending them". 

Colin's eyes were narrowed to slits, it seemed that all I had managed to do was anger him. 

"Go!" Jackson shouted and without hesitation, I drove forward. 

Colin went high, aiming for a grapple again, but I was too quick for him as I dropped low. I felt my hands grab the back of his knees, and a moment later I found myself on top of him. 

I'd done it! I'd taken down the best wrestler in the school! 

I felt my entire body being pulled into the air and for a moment, I had no idea what was happening. I looked down, seeing Jackson below me as he flew me through the hall, cheering and celebrating. 

Some of the other young men laughed and clapped as he announced my feat, others rolled their eyes, but I didn't care, I felt on top of the world. 

"Beginners luck" Colin snarled as we all made our way back to the changing rooms. 

"Except he's not a beginner, is he?" Jackson scoffed, sticking up for me as always. 

"Well he better perform like that on Saturday is all I'm saying" Colin continued and disappeared over to the showers. 

"Dude that was sick!" Jackson beamed, high fiving me yet again. 

"Did you see his face?" I asked, still buzzing from the high of taking Colin down. 

We spoke excitedly for a while until the other wrestlers had finished changing and the locker room fell silent. I was sure that I'd done enough for a good reward this time. 

"So" Jackson smirked, still wearing his sweat stained singlet "you ready for your reward?" 

I nodded eagerly. I didn't even mind how excited I appeared at the prospect anymore. 

"Yo, Colin!" Jackson called and my eyes widened "he's ready". 

I turned so fast that I nearly broke my neck, and my already wide eyes, widened further again. 

Colin walked toward us, his naked body dripping wet from the shower and an attractive cock swinging between his muscular thighs. My mouth fell open as I watched him approach. 

"I'm not gay, just so you know" he told me, as he stopped just feet away "you have your buddy to thank for this". 

I turned back to Jackson who grinned at me. It felt like all of my birthdays and christmases had come at once. 

"I... I... I don't know what to say" I stuttered, gobsmacked. 

"Don't say anything" Jackson said, and I felt him behind me now, his fingers looping into the shoulders of my singlet. 

"Just suck" he whispered, and lowered my outfit down my body, inch by inch revealing my nakedness. 

I should have been embarrassed. I was standing in the presence of two men who were extremely handsome, and extremely well endowed, and all I had to show was my thin body and stiffening, modestly sized prick. 

But I wasn't embarrassed. I was too excited to be embarrassed, and I was completely naked now. 

"Let's hurry this up" Colin said impatiently "I'm meeting my girlfriend after this". 

I felt Jackson's strong hands against my shoulders, guiding me to my knees, and I allowed it to happen. A moment later, Colin's long, flaccid cock hung inches from my face. 

"Take it" Jackson whispered in my ear "take it and suck it". 

I leaned my head forward, my own cock straining, and tongued his warm flesh into my mouth. He tasted fresh from his shower, but still I could feel the teenage saltiness of his glans against my tongue. A bead of pre-cum oozed from my slit. 

A hand grabbed my tool and caused me to shiver. It was Jackson once again. I sucked Colin's cock deeper into my mouth, feeling it stiffen slightly as my best friend worked my wet shaft. 

The last two days had been the best experiences of my life, but this topped it. I was sucking on the hottest guy in school, and Jackson, who had always held a special place in my heart, was jerking me off and holding my naked body against his. 

Colin's cock was verging on seven or eight inches now as it began to slide into my throat. I gagged, but Jackson held me firm, his hand sloshing up and down my aching tool. 

"If you win on Saturday" Jackson whispered, and now I felt his other hand, sliding down my spine, fingering each nodule as he went lower and lower. 

"You'll remember the night for the rest of your life". 

His words were warm in my ear, and I shook as his thick finger reached the crease of my ass and continued further downwards. 

Colin's cock was now twitching as he held my head and fucked my face, gasping and grunting as he did. 

I didn't know what to focus on. Colin was thrusting deep into my throat, causing me to gag and choke. Jackson's left hand was pleasuring my pole, causing it to pour with pre-cum, and his right hand, was now holding a finger against my most sensitive area. 

"Your hole will belong to us if you win" he hissed, and the pad on his fingertip began to scrape gently against my pink, puckering ring. 

I moaned onto Colin's drooling cock and felt the young wrestler tense up. This was the hottest thing that had ever happened to me. Hell, this was the hottest thing that I could even fantasise about. 

My own body began to tremble in Jackson's grasp as Colin continued to fuck my throat, and then he groaned like an animal, holding the back of my head down his shaft as he pumped ropes of thick, hot cum inside of me. 

Jackson's finger remained firmly against my sphincter, teasing it as he jerked me, until finally it was my turn. 

As Colin continued to fill my stomach with his seed, my own sperm began to spray from my pole with force. 

I moaned breathlessly as I swallowed and sucked, and my hole began to tighten against Jackson's fingertip. My hips thrust forward into his hand, eager to drain every last squirt of cum from my full balls. 

I could smell the stench of sex in the air as the pair of us spilled our nut, and then finally my body went limp in Jackson's arms and he held me as Colin stood over me. 

We all remained silent for a moment, as Colin and I attempted to get our breath back. 

I felt safe in Jackson's strong arms, his hands still exploring my nudity as my wet cock became soft again. 

"That was pretty good" Colin nodded, squeezing the last drop of sperm onto me as he shook his cock. 

"If you wrestled half as good as you suck dick, we'd have nothing to worry about on Saturday". 

"We won't have anything to worry about on Saturday" Jackson interrupted "because Conor knows what's in store for him when he wins". 

Colin stared down at me, a noticeable grin on his face.  

"No you don't" he smirked "you couldn't even imagine how we'll reward you if you win this for us".