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Serial Stories: On His Own, Part 04 (2/4)
24 votesAuthor: davkole Published: 12/26/2007 story views: 1024
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worked in campus maintenance and had keys to all the buildings. We’d get together every Friday night – late – after the sports center was locked up, and wrestle just for the hell of it. Someone…forget who…suggested we toss our shorts and wrestle naked. Sounded like a plan to all of us, so we did. We’d pair off – wrestle – break all the rules, and all end up with raging boners. After the pin, it sort of became ‘tradition’ that the winner would get the loser off…or have the loser get him off…or both! Bottom line, the cum that didn’t get swallowed or left in someone’s ass ended up drying on the mat for the Varsity squad to roll around in at Monday practice…something we’ve been laughing about for years! Bored yet?”
“Hell, no…you all gay?”
“Four of us admitted it…the other two said they weren’t, but never once resisted a blow job or an opportunity to fuck…and I think both got fucked a couple times…”
“That wasn’t real safe, was it?”
“That was the 70s – before anyone knew anything about AIDS…it’d never happen now, but then…there wasn’t much that we didn’t try!”
“So, what’s the connection to this place?”
“I bought the farm about 8 years ago…renovated the house…left the barn as it was. Got a call one day about five years ago ‘out of the blue’ from one of the ‘wrestling club’ guys – Pete, an attorney. He’s in a law partnership with Ron, another one of the ‘four.’ He found my phone number, and was still looking for Mike – who, it turned out, is now a surgeon…said he still fantasized about our Friday night matches. He was wondering what I thought about us all getting together some time if he could find Mike. He did…we were all within twenty miles of each other, so we met for dinner one evening. I invited them back here to check the place out… Pete took one look at the barn and said we should renovate it and make it a private wrestling club. We had the money, so we pooled our resources and…this is what we got! While we were at it, we put in a complete weight room, shower room…and what used to be the hay loft is now just ‘the loft’ - a bunkhouse for the guys to use for the weekend if they want. The deal is that those of us who invested have full access 24/7. We have a wider ‘circle of friends’ we invite for the Friday night games – sometimes we’ve got a dozen or more guys here…but the four of us are always ‘in charge’ – nothin’ happens that we don’t know about!
“Man, is that ever cool…but – you said this was a Friday night thing…last night was Friday night…”
“We get together every other Friday night…with assorted guests, PAs – you’ll see next Friday…and I get to show you off!”
“Like this?”
“Just like that…!”
“Everybody naked?”
“Most are…lots of leather gear – harnesses, chaps, jocks, collars…jeans and Ts are optional – but most of the guys love the opportunity to bare ball it with a bunch of other guys, no questions asked! The ‘matches’ are the draw, but there’s stuff going on all over…the weight room, loft…you name it! Hey, you ever do any wrestling?”
“Hell, no…you all gay?”
“Four of us admitted it…the other two said they weren’t, but never once resisted a blow job or an opportunity to fuck…and I think both got fucked a couple times…”
“That wasn’t real safe, was it?”
“That was the 70s – before anyone knew anything about AIDS…it’d never happen now, but then…there wasn’t much that we didn’t try!”
“So, what’s the connection to this place?”
“I bought the farm about 8 years ago…renovated the house…left the barn as it was. Got a call one day about five years ago ‘out of the blue’ from one of the ‘wrestling club’ guys – Pete, an attorney. He’s in a law partnership with Ron, another one of the ‘four.’ He found my phone number, and was still looking for Mike – who, it turned out, is now a surgeon…said he still fantasized about our Friday night matches. He was wondering what I thought about us all getting together some time if he could find Mike. He did…we were all within twenty miles of each other, so we met for dinner one evening. I invited them back here to check the place out… Pete took one look at the barn and said we should renovate it and make it a private wrestling club. We had the money, so we pooled our resources and…this is what we got! While we were at it, we put in a complete weight room, shower room…and what used to be the hay loft is now just ‘the loft’ - a bunkhouse for the guys to use for the weekend if they want. The deal is that those of us who invested have full access 24/7. We have a wider ‘circle of friends’ we invite for the Friday night games – sometimes we’ve got a dozen or more guys here…but the four of us are always ‘in charge’ – nothin’ happens that we don’t know about!
“Man, is that ever cool…but – you said this was a Friday night thing…last night was Friday night…”
“We get together every other Friday night…with assorted guests, PAs – you’ll see next Friday…and I get to show you off!”
“Like this?”
“Just like that…!”
“Everybody naked?”
“Most are…lots of leather gear – harnesses, chaps, jocks, collars…jeans and Ts are optional – but most of the guys love the opportunity to bare ball it with a bunch of other guys, no questions asked! The ‘matches’ are the draw, but there’s stuff going on all over…the weight room, loft…you name it! Hey, you ever do any wrestling?”
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