Seducing the Straight Wrestler Jock

by Kevgenesys

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I could never stay focused during wrestling match because my eyes were always transfixed on Cole's muscular body, arms, and obvious bulge. Whenever he would bend over, I would stare at his sculpted ass and imagine myself fingering it. But Cole was straight so his hole was virgin and untouched. After every practice, I would stay behind and jack off in the showers because seeing Cole wet and rubbing himself with soap always made me hard as a rock. He didn't know I was gay and definitely how much I wanted him.

On the day of a big tournament, I hatched a plan to take advantage of how naive he was and satisfy my urges in some way. I waited to see him enter the locker room and I followed behind him. Our lockers were in the same row which had always been a perfect view of watching the stud strip his clothes before and after each practice. His dick was often semi-hard but I never saw him jerk off - he probably rarely needed to since he was banging a different chick every night. They all love his muscular frame and handsome face, and judging my the size of his flaccid dick, they probably had a great time at night as well. I waited for him to drop his shorts and briefs and reach into his locker for his singlet. That's when I made my move. He was butt naked with a singlet in his hand. I came up to him with my phone and started sharing how my night was with this hot cheerleader from another city. I had actually just pulled up pictures from the internet and saved them to my phone, telling him this was the girl I was banging and she was letting me take photos of her pussy so I can get off at a later time. Sometimes, a dick was in her pussy in the photo, or maybe her own finger.

He chuckled, "nice one, bro", and definitely enjoying the photos. I can tell because he started trying to hold my phone, tossed his singlet back into his locker, and soon he held my phone, flipping through the photos. He had no clue I was staring at his dick the whole time. He was unaware that his ever wandering hand began to quickly grab at his junk and toss it around; it was like his instinct when he had any sexual thoughts.

"Oh man, this one is so fucking hot," he grinned.

As I continued to describe how tight her pussy was and the things that made her moan, he got really interested and kept flipping through the photos. Little did he realize, he was getting hard and I was finally going to see his dick at a full hard-on. Then, he handed my phone back to me and said, "must have been one hell of a night. oh geez, we should get going". I was disappointed that he stopped, but I saw he was fully hard and his dick jutted out straight ahead like a sign.

I went back to my locker and spied him as he finally looked down and realized that he was at full mast. He didn't look my way and he took back his singlet, which was always too tight on him. It always showed off his abs and for anyone who looked, his helmet in his bulge. I don't even think he knew that his singlet was a size too small for him. He looked back down at his hard-on and tossed it up, hitting his abs and I saw it swing forcefully down like a hard stick. Then he struggled as he slipped his singlet on. He looked down at his bulge and I heard im whisper, "fuck...". My ears perked up and I turned my head towards him and he looked at me.

"Oh shit. I can't go out there like this..." Music to my ears. His singlet was so tight and his dick was so hard that I could even make out the veins.

"Hey man, don't worry. We got a few minutes. Just rub one out."

"Fuck." he took out a white towel from his locker. Was he just going to duck away now?

I checked the time on my phone..."uh oh, we actually only have a few minutes". He had a nervous look on his face. Well, we actually had 10 minutes...but....yea.

"Oh fuck...uh..." he nervously quivered.

OK time to make my move as I slowly crept toward him. He didn't even realize I was now right in front of him. I brought my arm out and he turned his head towards me. Then, I cupped his bulge. He immediately jumped back, "the hell!"

"Hey I'm just trying to help. Everyone knows you can get off from someone else than doing it on your own..."

He was hesitant and let go of my wrist he had gripped.

I needed to give him one more reassurance. "Relax, it's not gay if it's through the clothes." He seemed to believe me.

"...ok....but...this is just between us okay?"

"of course, just between us." The way I wanted it anyways.

I immediately got to work, and slowly stroked us huge dick through his singlet. I made sure to not go too quickly so this moment can last longer. My fingers went up and down from the base, lightly touching his balls, all the way to the tip. When I get to the tip, he would shiver a little and sometimes moan. As I continued to apply pressure and squeeze harder, he put his hands behind him against the locker, and begins to tilt his head back, close his eyes, and mrumur.

I asked "Cole, does this feel good?"

He sighed out "....yes."

He proceeded to move my hand a little faster. "Do you like it when I go faster?"

His eyes still closed, "fuck...don't..stop."

It was so hot hearing him whisper to me like that, like I was a chick going down on his cock.  It was so hot hearing him whisper that. I know he's never had a sexual moment with another guy before and he was letting me jerk him off.

He began to writhe and started thrusting his hips, eyes still closed. I knew he was getting close, and I slowed down to prolong the moment. He began to thrust even harder. My hand kept going up and down on his dick and I could feel it getting very hot. His body started getting hot as well and his sweat was making the singlet even more see-through.

He began to shout, "oh.....fuck......oh fuck that feels good....don't stop.....oh fuck...." and he started shaking. I kept my pace on his dick, and with my other hand, I cupped his muscled butt cheek. I felt his cheeks clench as he continued to thrust. Then, a wetness appeared at the tip of his head. There was major wetness now in his singlet as several spurts darkened the areas around his tip. I took my finger and circled it aorund his head to feel the dampness.

He shuddered, "...oh.....fuckkkk...what did I just do..."

"Hey, what the hell man. You should've told me you were close." I said convincingly. I knew he had been lost in the moment and didn't have a rational thought as he was nearing.

I stood up. "Don't worry. It's not noticeable," as I stared at his crotch and the wetness that looked like the state of Texas.

"...okay.." he panted. "thanks, man. I..guess I owe you one." He closed the locker door and headed to the bathroom. I spied on him as he took the top of his singlet off so he could reach his now decreasing dick. He got some toilet tissues and began to wipe all around his shiny dick. It looked like he was jacking off.

Maybe next tournament, I will be the one hard and need a helping hand...


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by Kevgenesys

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