About three Sunday afternoon, Rod was wrapped around Randy on the sofa as they had been the previous day. They were watching a wrestling video…a kind that Randy never knew existed, much less had ever seen before. It was a “rip ’n strip” – wrestlers beginning the match with shorts, tanks and jocks on…stripping each other in the early rounds, then going for a “winner take all” finish as they struggled for the pin…and for the “prize,” which amounted to the winner doing or having done anything he wished done by the loser. Randy had a raging rod on, and Rod was toying with Randy’s balls as they watched, tugging and pulling on them to make his young ’teen cock bob and flex.

“Do we do that kind of shit when we wrestle?”

“Not really…we eliminate the first round – go right to the naked part…why destroy good shorts and a tank?”

“Yeah – I suppose you’re right…it’s just that – whew, I don’t know how long I’d last before I blew my load…”

“We’re gonna find that out Friday night, now – aren’t we?”

“Yeah, I guess – you serious about me wrestling this Zeb guy?”

“Yeah, man…you are two of the hottest studs I’ve met in a long time…and the sight of the two of you rolling around naked in a ‘ring’ match – hot, hot, hot!” As Rod was speaking a car drove in – past the house to the barn. “Speaking of the devil…or devils – that’s got to be Pete and Zeb now, coming for their Sunday afternoon workout.”

“Should we go see?”

“Nah…they have the run of the place when they’re here – we’ll go check on ’em in about an hour when they’re almost through workin’ out and you can meet ’em. I think you’re really gonna like ’em…especially Zeb…and you’ll get an idea of what you can expect from the ‘competition’ Friday night! We’ll finish the flick…but I’m not going to get you off ’cause I want Zeb to see you hard like this when you meet…that’ll make him want you real bad!”

“You settin’ me up for…um…y’know…you want him to meet me with a rod on?”

“You know it, man!”

They finished watching the video match – with its “climactic” finish and headed for the barn. Rod was wearing a harness, Randy had on his leather armbands and cockring. He tried not to think about the hot ending to the video he had just seen…he really didn’t want to meet Zeb sporting a raging bone. He wasn’t completely successful – but at least his cock was sticking straight out instead of straight up when they entered the gym! Pete and Zeb had been working out for almost an hour, and were glistening with sweat.

Rod greeted them as they entered the workout area. “Hey, guys…how’s it goin’?”

“Hangin’ in…waitin’ for you, shithead!” Pete responded.

“It’s so good to be loved and wanted by your friends…I’m glad to see you - even if you’re not glad to see me!”

“You look like a horny old fag like me…but you’ve got something sweet on your arm! Is this the ‘Randy’ you told me about on