Best Sexual Wrestling Match

A referee does not score a goal, does not defeat an opponent, is never proclaimed winner, at least not under any normal sport scenario. Referee Jordan Babcock is an exception to this rule. The 38-year-old Black man lives in Liverpool, England, and has been refereeing wrestling matches for almost a decade. He does his workout at the gym where many wrestlers train on a regular basis. He likes to see them put on a jockstrap that highlights their package or even more a singlet that outlines their firm ass and bulging crotch. According to Jordan, wrestlers with big dicks feed more applause.

You are probably thinking that a Black referee has a big cock. True. With a name like Babcock, Jordan proudly sports a 9-inch cut dick (22.8 cm), and his mushroom is simply luscious. Some wrestlers have been known to wait in the locker room to admire his joystick and to give it a handshake. Terrence and Leonard have often followed him in the sauna to masturbate together. Terrence is also Black and his uncut meat beats Jordan by an extra inch. Leonard’s dick is standard, but his firm ass and hairy crack always attract Jordan’s attention.

Terrence and Leonard face off in a highly publicized match attended by a strictly all-male audience. Jordan is the referee. Both wrestlers don a singlet with a rigid pouch, and as soon as they position themselves on each side of Jordan, the crowd’s reaction is unanimous: “We want cock grabbing, cock squeezing, cock sucking!” Jordan approves with a smiling grin. He wears black shorts, a black and white striped jersey, a whistle hanging from his thick neck, and is barefoot. In a surprised but well-applauded move, Jordan fondles the wrestlers’ butts, and whispers a well-known rule in this manly sport: “The winner fucks the loser: hard and deep!”

At the sound of the whistle, the two wrestlers stare at each other fiercely and Leonard is the first to attack, embracing Terrence vigorously, and almost showering him with kisses. The Black wrestler’s reaction is spontaneous: “Not the time for tenderness, man, I want to be the fucking winner!” They end up rolling over each other, obviously looking to fondle each other’s arse and, above all, to get their hand on the opponent’s bulging crotch. Jordan bounces around, gets close to see whose cock will first spring out of the singlet.

The crowd roars in admiration when Leonard pulls Terrence’s black trophy in the open. And the applause intensifies as soon as the referee bends down, ramming Leonard’s mouth to engulf the prized fuck muscle. Getting sucked has two effects; the rod stiffens even more, on the one hand, and the wrestler’s resistance decreases, on the other hand. Terrence squirms, trying to grab his opponent’s crotch, but the pressure exerted by the referee pulls the rug out from under. He is blockaded, hedged in, hemmed in, completely under siege. Leonard strips down Terrence’s singlet and positions himself to eat his butt. The crowd encourages him bluntly:

“Sniff the ebony aroma!”

“Lick his sweaty ass juice!”

“Dig your pink tongue in that black hole!”

“We want to see you salivate over a yummy chocolate rosebud!”

“You’re the winner and you have all the privileges: kissing, sucking, rimming, fucking, fisting!”

Leonard kisses the butt cheeks, bites them greedily, inhales the aroma of the divine hole, darts his tongue to tickle the coveted anus, and starts tongue-twisting his way inside to fully taste the best meal a losing wrestler can offer. Meanwhile, Jordan gets behind Leonard’s ass and follows the same script, except that Leonard’s crack his hairy. At the sight of a White wrestler sandwiched between two Black dudes, the crowd roars and chants its approval, its enthusiasm. There is more to come, as you no doubt suspect. The cocks of the winner and of the referee have hardened. They demand full satisfaction. Terrence, Leonard et Jordan agree on one rule in wrestling: You bareback or you fuck off!

Cocks and assholes covered in spit kick off a manly match. Leonard fucks Terrence full blast, making him moan with pleasure, begging to be sodomized like his life depended on it. Seeing and feeling his white dick penetrating the black shit hole energizes Leonard at the utmost. Well, not completely as he is soon to find out. His own fuck chute is open for business, and Jordan intends to take advantage of the situation. First, he slips his chocolate bar up and down into the hairy crack, tapping left and right as well on the white butt cheeks. This makes his dick swell even more. Accustomed to seeing wrestlers grab each other, the referee holds firmly Leonard’s waist and engulfs his tool almost brutally. The fucker-fuckee is too busy kissing Terrence to react verbally to such a virile attack.

The more the fucking intensifies, the more the trio feels the sap rising. Terrence masturbates to the same rhythm as Leonard stuffs him and as Terrence pounds the White wrestler. There is not one single man in the audience who is not being kissed, rimmed or fucked. There is not one professional wrestling federation who has not witnessed such an orgiastic scene. I take the word from the ancient Greek “orgiastic rites” where wild, unnatural, impure acts where worshipped. Today, of course, the word relates to activities that are exciting, stimulating and leading to orgasm. And that is exactly what our three men are about to reach. One chest and two holes simultaneously get flooded by ropes of creamy jizz. The referee declares that they are all winners of the Best Sexual Wrestling Match

On a closing note, I read that if you want to piss off some pro wrestling fans, write that their sport is gay. In my mind, there is no doubt that wrestling IS gay. When a man in ball-outlining shiny undies wraps his crotch around another man’s head, flexes his muscles, and grunts, the activity has more to do with porn than sports.