Voyeur

The Wrestler

Journal Entry: An encounter with one of Chris’ wrestling buddies sends me on a major flashback experieny. 

It was Friday once again. Beth had gotten off safely, just barely catching her flight. I was out for my solo morning run when I got a text from Chris:

After our workout we will be joined by a guest, it said: Tonight you will be our wrestling coach. Your singlet is in your drawer. See you at 6:30. We'll eat after our “practice”.

By the way, the guy who is coming over is on my team. He told me that he's bi-curious and wanted to get together with me and Brian. I suggested the role play with you as the Coach and he seemed really excited. But he is pretty new to all this, so we'll take it slow and make sure he's comfortable. He says he is “verse” but I am not sure he has had enough gay experience to know for sure.

Damn it, how do they always manage to break into our Apartment with such ease! I knew that Beth had given them a key, but when did they manage to get in without me catching them!

I had wrestled in gym class and was on the team in my Freshman year so knew the basics. But I wanted to be able to “nail” my role play. I googled wrestling moves and terms, and watched videos of coaching sessions on Youtube.

I decided to go ahead to my usual workout since I was sure that my part of the wrestling session wouldn't be too strenuous but decided to move it up to 3:30 p.m. so that I could be back in plenty of time to get ready. Josh was able to accommodate the switch.

After my workout and a quick shower I went back to my condo and retrieved the singlet. I took it over to the boy's condo and put it on, folding my street clothes and putting them on the dresser in  ‘my bedroom.

As I passed by the boy's computer-toy room, I noticed that all of the furniture had been pushed to one side of the room and a huge mat had been installed on the floor. Several full-length standing mirrors were placed along the sides of the mat.

I stood in front of one admiring what I saw. Yes, I admit it. I was flat out admiring myself! What a difference six months had made. The layer of fat on my stomach was gone and I was beginning to get some real definition.

I could pass for a wrestling coach, I thought to myself!

While pondering my progress, suddenly I heard the door to the apartment opening.

“Coach? You here?” I heard Chris' voice.

“Back here guys,” I said in what I hoped sounded like the authoritative voice of a coach.

Seconds later, the boys burst into the room dressed in singlets followed by a solid-tank of a young man who was introduced to me as Jeremy.

Like so many of the boy's fuck-buddies, Jeremy was a solid stud from head to foot! Shorter than Chris by just a bit, Jeremy absolutely looked like a hot college wrestler, which is what he was!

He stood about 5' 10”, judging him next to Chris, whose height I knew. He was compact, wiry and well-muscled, had a bit of a ruddy complexion, red hair and lightly freckled throughout. His upper body was a masterpiece of muscle and sinew, broad shoulders, strong muscled arms, both his upper and lower arms rippled as he moved. His singlet showed off his handsome torso, defining his nice pecs, tight abs and narrow hips that flared into larger quads, a nice tight, round butt.

All I know is that I found him extremely attractive. It suddenly dawned on me like a lighting bolt: Jimmy!! This kid looked like Jimmy!! A slightly more built Jimmy but still, Jimmy! My cock immediately got hard with the realization.

All of this had transpired in the few odd seconds before we were introduced. He must have sensed (and saw!) my dawning and growing excitement since he gave me an almost bemused yet intrigued smile as he reached out to grasp my hand firmly.

“This is Coach,” Chris said with authority. “What he says goes here, right Coach?”

I was on. Lights, camera...

“Fucking A, Chris. You must be Jimmy, I mean Jeremy”

The boys both gave me a knowing smile. So did Jeremy, which meant they had anticipated my reaction and told Jeremy the story. They both remembered my description of Jimmy when I had told them about my youthful, if ultimately sad, adventures and understood my Freudian slip! Hell, they may have  gone back to my yearbook and looked him up for all I knew, given the boy's insane thoroughness in planning. I smiled back and winked. In a microsecond, I made a WTF executive decision. 

"Sorry Jimmy, I used to have a student named Jeremy that also went to this school - quite  an excellent wrestler. Hope you don't mind if I slip and call you Jeremy  every so often," I said with a wink and a knowing smile. 

“No Sir!” Jeremy answered with a wide grin and a wink back.

“Good Boy!” I said, “Now you boys drop and give me 25 for being late”

“But Coach, traffic..,” Brian complained.

“Want to make that 50?”

“Sir, no sir!” Chris and Brian shouted and dropped to the floor. Jeremy hastily followed suit.

I put my foot on top of Brian's back and pushed just a little making each push up a little harder.

“Traffic was bad huh?”

“It was fine Sir,” Brian grunted.

“Thought so.”

They all emerged from their push-ups slightly winded with just a hint of sweat breaking on to their hot bodies. I looked them lustfully.

“Ok now, let's see what Jimmy's got!” I said commandingly. “You boys tag team him until he's exhausted. I want you to throw every move you boys have at him and see how long he lasts! You ok with that Jimmy”

Jeremy looked confused and started to say something.

“Good, in positions boys! Brian, you go at him first. And remember, give him everything you have!” If he beats you two, he'll get to fuck you both in the ass! How about that Jimmy?”

Jeremy smiles wanly with the same confused, somewhat overwhelmed look on his face. I wasn't sure if that was his role-playing face or how he was actually feeling.

“You ok with this Jeremy?” I asked, purposely using his real name, getting in front of him and looking him straight in the face, breaking role-play just a bit.

He smiled broadly and nodded. “Just new, that's all”

“Well,” I said, back into character, “you'll learn my coaching methods quickly enough and in time you will begin to........ appreciate them!”

The boys went at it full force. Jeremy held up admirably. He was no slouch. Especially with Brian who had limited wrestling experience. With him, he actually dominated.

“Brian!! What kind of pansy-ass move was that?” I shouted as Jeremy took advantage of a sloppy move and reversed on him.

Chris was another matter. Clearly the superior and with a slight weight advantage, it was Chris who dominated.

Jeremy made it through several rounds of short tag team sessions. All three were heaving with effort standing with hands-on their sides waiting for my next instructions.

“Let's make this interesting. You guys strip down naked. Jimmy, if you manage to get your cock into either of these guys' mouths, I will declare you the winner and you get to fuck them both. If one of them gets theirs in your mouth, you have to suck them both off till they cum in your hot little mouth! Then the winner gets to fuck you!”

“Coach!” Chris protested first. Jeremy thought he was going to protest the suggestion but both Brian and Chris started taking their singlets off.

“You promised me I could fuck him first!” Chris whined.

Jeremy's eyes were like saucers as he absentmindedly began stripping out of his singlet.

“Do you mind boys?” I said as I began stripping out of my singlet.

“No coach! You know how much we love to look at your hot body while you jerk!”

Jeremy couldn't help it. He paused with them to watch me strip. All of us were sporting pretty serious boners at this point which we were all actively encouraging with an occasional stroke.

I started off with Chris paired with Jeremy.

“Chris! If you get into his mouth within two minutes, he has to suck you both AND you get to fuck him!” I said.

I have to admit that somewhere along the way I completely started to see Jeremy as Jimmy. Man what  a powerful thing imagination can be!

I started the round with my whistle and watched as Chris and Jeremy went at it in earnest. I could see Jeremy considering his options. Did he want to defeat Chris and get to fuck them both? Or did he want to lose and suck both of these hot studs off before or after getting fucked by Chris?

In the end, I think, his oral desire won the day. Although Chris was the better wrestler, there is no question that Jeremy, with any luck, could have fended Chris off for the period. Instead, within the first minute, Chris was driving his cock into Jeremy's mouth.

Within seconds of penetration, Jeremy went wild on Chris' rod. He simply ceased all pretense of wrestling and gave his mouth over to Chris' assault. The slurping and sucking noises Jeremy made were so fucking hot. Saliva and precum just poured out of Jeremy's hot mouth.

“Come over and get a piece of Jimmy!” Chris said to Brian, playing  right along, and leaned down to help Jeremy get his ass up into the air. Brian got all the way down onto the mat, lifting Jeremy's legs back toward his chest- with one hand from Chris helping- and buried his face into Jeremy's ass.

Jeremy, flat on his back now, was in heaven; being ravaged at both ends of his taut compact body. As strongly turned on as I was by Jeremy/Jimmy, I had a hard time not jumping on and joining them.

“That's it boys, pin him down and let him know the true pleasures of wrestling practice with Coach!” I urged them, all the while stroking my cock, poised just above and to the side of them.

The boys continued to minister to Jeremy as I got closer and closer to losing my load. I tried to slow down but I couldn't.

“FUCK! Guys I'm gonna cum!!” I shouted.

“All yours, Jimmy!” Chris said and withdrew from his hot mouth.

Jeremy did not hesitate and got himself situated under me as Brian continued to suck and lick his ass. I exploded all over his face, landing a great deal of it directly in his mouth. He swallowed what he received in his mouth immediately and poised for more, licking around his lips to bring it all in.

Jeremy's wide grin said it all. He LOVED cum. Chris came down and began taking fingers full of cum off his face and feeding it to him as I watched. He bent down and licked some more off his face and neck and delivered it to him via a hot kiss. He found errant cum even on his chest and brought it up as a gift to Jeremy.

Brian continued to pleasure Jeremy's ass!

The three of them continued this way for some time, Chris and Jeremy in a post-clean up grope and kiss fest and Brian sucking ass.

“Let's switch places, Bri. I want to inspect Jimmy's hole to see if it can handle my big thick cock!” Chris

The boys scrambled to trade places and Chris got in place quickly and buried his face in Jeremy's ass. Brian and Jeremy kissed passionately for a while but Jeremey had other plans. He wanted Brian's cock in his mouth.... and he got it there sooner rather than later.

I watched them intently, my cock actually beginning to come to life again! Man, Jimmy/Jeremy had such an effect on me. I knew for certain that it was a kind of “flashback” phenomenon because at least half my brain was thousands of miles away and years in the past. A bittersweet memory. Filled with joy and pain, excitement and regret, guilt and grace.

I watched as Jeremy got royally and vigorously rimmed and then expertly fucked by Chris while he was enthusiastically servicing Brian's cock; swallowing his cum then sharing, Brian laying down next to him while they tongued and kissed each other, Brian's cum passing between them in long strands.  All the while, Chris continued to pump and thrust into Jeremy, building to a glorious climax. Both Jeremy and Brian waited with growing anticipation. Chris ripped off his condom and leaned over them both and unloaded, erupting like a volcano all over them but especially hitting their hungry mouths! Chris then collapsed on them as they shared his cum.  I had watched all of this with increasing  excitement,  suddenly getting throbbingly hard.  Without a word, I leaned over the three of them and they -  all three sensing my presence-  turned  to me like baby birds waiting to be fed.  And fed they were!  Another record breaking cum load, especially for  a second one. They gulped and swallowed, licked and kissed, spitting into each other's mouths then tonguing and kissing more -sharing my cum while their hands explored and caressing each other's faces, hair, and bodies. I just lay back contentedly and watched.

Thus it was that I began being introduced to some more of the boy's college friends. Over the next two semesters I saw Jeremey a few times and each and every time my mind and heart were flooded with remembrance.