Let’s talk about your first erotic match (with details)

My three part blog about my first time:

Part 1:
https://www.meetfighters.com/CodyW.blog/2018-12-26

Part 2:
https://www.meetfighters.com/CodyW.blog/2018-12-31

Part 3:
https://www.meetfighters.com/CodyW.blog/2019-01-03

When I was a teenager, I used to wrestle a lot with a friend of mine from the neighborhood. Thin guy with a build like mine (at the time), only he had a pretty serious bubble butt. We were always pretty competitive.
One day my friend stopped over the house and nobody was home. We were very bored and I coaxed him into a wrestling match. By that time wrestling was becoming a bit of a fetish for me. It turned me on but it was also huge fun. My friend and I loved to humiliate each other. We were both wearing jeans and t shirts, but my buddy had these light colored jeans on that were pretty tight and really brought my attention to his round butt. We started wrestling on the carpet. Bumping and rolling around. Trying to scissor and pin each other. We were pretty evenly matched but I started to come out on top and manhandle my friend. I got him somewhat subdued. He was kneeling on the carpet, curled up in a ball, and I jumped on top of him and put him in a head scissor. Forced the back of his head down and put all my weight on top of him. Picture the way someone’s head would be trapped between your legs if you were about to give them a pile driver. My junk was pressed into the back of his head and neck. I squeezed his head between my legs and forced my weight down on top of him, kneeling, trying to hold him down. My friend was putting up a good fight and I was trying to stay on top of him so he couldn’t get up. While all this was going on, my cock was grinding into the back of his head and neck and it was driving me kind of crazy. Getting me really worked up. 😮
My buddy had a pretty strong back and each time he tried to sit up straight, he would lift me off the ground slightly and I would grind on him some more. After a few tries, he eventually sat up straight, and got all the way up on his knees. He lifted me completely off the ground. He was stronger than I thought!
So now he is kneeling on the carpet. I am upside down with my face buried in his lower back, bear hugging his waist from behind and I am squeezing his head as hard as I can. My friend grabs the back of my thighs and tries to pull them apart to break the headscissors. I’m kind of screwed because I’m hanging upside down with my head about 2 feet above the carpet and I know it’s just a matter of time. I squeeze as hard as I can but my friend finally yanks my thighs apart and I lose my grip. I slide down his back and hit the carpet headfirst with a really loud THUD. I tumble forward and land flat on my back, totally dazed, directly under my opponent. Before I can react, he quickly slides his knees apart and drops his ass squarely on my face. Bam! I’m trying to regain my bearings and now I have a face full of ass. To make it worse, my buddy grabs a handful of my hair and starts bouncing on me, giggling like crazy and doing his rodeo horse impression. He is totally enjoying this humiliation and oblivious to the fact that his bouncing and wiggling has driven me over the edge. I totally explode and cum in my pants. ugh! Im flat on my back and thrashing around and this dude is still sitting on my face.
After about a minute he tires himself out. He is still giggling and trying to catch his breath but he won’t get off me. I finally manage to hook my legs around his upper body and knock him over. My friend just rolls on his side, still laughing hysterically about what he had just done to me. I am kind of shocked and embarrassed but he has no idea what just happened. I casually walk down the hall and pretend to go pee so I can change my underwear. He never knew.
That was the end of our wrestling for the day, but it was an unforgettable experience. Still exciting to think about. I’m sure it played a major part in what turned out to be one of my biggest fetishes.

Thanks for sharing this HOT experience!

When my Mother died, my dad made me start getting in shape to box. He signed me up for the Presidents Council on Physical Fitness. I had to do 1000 sit-ups in 30 minutes and 50 push ups in 5 min. I trained with my dad after school as he got me in shape to box. I won the citywide contest when I was 15. I developed extremely hard well-defined abs as a result. When you are 15 and in gym class and have your shirt off, all of your friends want to test you or be the one to double you up. ( that wasn’t going to happen ) my dad taught me that the more and harder punches you take as training, the more u can take what you fail to block in the ring. I have to admit that it was an extreme turn on to be able to take and not be hurt. I considered my friends punches as training. I just tightened up and took it. ( yes it was a real turn on for me ) I didn’t know why. But it was. I realized that the harder I was, the more punishment I could take. At 16 I became a Golden Gloves boxer. I was taking a lot of hits then. I spent the next 7 years boxing Golden Gloves. I worked out every day doing something to toughen my body. I still do today. I realized early in life that you can be a boxer and take a lot of punches to the gut and no one else is the wiser. I loved it. When I occasionally wrestled. My friends would work me over hard in the abs and it turned me on. I liked it. I was always wanting someone to be pounding on my stomach. Im sure those of you are are like me loved it too..

When I was in 8th grade, my family was planning a camping trip one summer, so my dad asked me to set up the tent in our backyard to air it out before our trip. I asked my Dad if I could camp out one night in the tent before our trip and he said sure. My neighbor Peter (same age as me) was walking by my house and I asked him to help me set up the tent if he was free. He said sure. It was one of the old-fashioned huge canvas tents that 8-10 people could sleep in and tall enough that you could stand up inside. I told him I'd be camping out that night and he asked if he could join me. YOU BET!
That night, after dinner and swimming, we set up the tent with sleeping bags, pillows, radio and flash lights. It was a great set up for wrestling: outdoors, private, sleeping bags in a tent on a lawn. Nice and padded. Because it was summer, we were both just wearing gym shorts and tank tops. The wrestling started by each of us trying to put holds, on each other that the other couldn't escape from. All very amateur: headlocks, full nelsons, grapevines, cradles. Pete had some team experience and started putting me in some hot holds; banana split, then a figure 4 headlock with his crotch right in my face. Now, I'm starting to get worried because, even though I'm wearing 2 pair of underwear, I'm sure he can see or feel my erection. Of course, he's not hard at all. We go on wrestling for some time because of our boundless youthful energy. All of the body contact and friction against my crotch is making me crazy. We're laughing and taunting each other, It gets hot in the tent, so we prop up the tent windows to let some air in. We also take off our tank tops.
The skin-on-skin friction feels so amazing, even though it's getting tougher to hang on to each other cause of all the sweat. He puts me in a reverse headlock, with his armpit right over my mouth and nose. I'm a sucker for armpits and and am totally excited by this. I manage to lick his pit, selling it as I'm trying to catch my breath. Eventually, I pin him down, face to face, pin his arms beside his head. I lock up his legs with a double grapevine hold. I'm sitting on his hips. We're breathing hot and heavy on each other, grinning. I'm hoping he'll give, but nope. He starts bucking his hips, trying to throw me off of him, so I hold on to him even tighter, securing my legs around his. He keeps bucking, I'm not letting go. And I'm REALLY LIKING this. Suddenly, I felt a huge surge of pleasure pass over me. One that I'd never felt before. I'd had my first orgasm. Then, suddenly, I was done. Pete was oblivious and just kept bucking. I let him bounce me off of him and then pin me quickly. I called "Uncle" and then said I had to go to the bathroom. I ran to my room and discovered my first jizz. It was wonderful and confusing all at the same time. After a quick cleaning and change, I returned to the tent. Peter wanted to keep wrestling. I told him I needed a rest. We wrestled a little more that night, jumped back in the pool, dried off, returned to the tent, read some comic books and passed out.
A new world opened up to me that night.

Very HOT! What an experience that was, I bet.

How was the first time you had an orgasm while erotic wrestling with someone? How old were you ?
Let’s talk about it in details

Back in High School, maybe sophomore year, I was still really into pro wrestling. Specifically jobbers, the 'wussier' the better. I had a good friend who was also into wrestling and we would watch the pay per views and chat alot about it. Eventually after a while we would set up time to act out matches. I would always offer to be the one that lost and he never seemed to have any issue with that.

The first few times we would just do simple matches, a few headlocks, pretend armbars and stuff. After a while though I asked if we wanted to be a bit more rough, maybe try some full nelsons or he could lift me up upside down and try and make me submit.

I remember vividly his bedroom had a full length mirror in it. After a few minutes into a match he put me in a full nelson in front of the mirror. Within a few seconds I was fully erect and he saw it and started laughing hysterically. He said 'dude, seriously?! I laughed it off but then to my surprise he said 'we should have matches and whoever gets a boner first loses'. Didn't seem weird at the time and I said yeah that would be hilarious.

Shortly after that, we had matches almost every day after school. I would always change into my 'wrestling shorts' which were almost like a bathing suit but with no netting for the junk. Match after match I would always lose which I loved. But there was one match in particular where nature took it a step further. He had me in his full nelson but on the floor. He had wrapped his right leg over mine so the right leg of my shorts kinda rode up. Well, my cock pretty much flung completely out and was rock hard. So I said, you win you win! He didn't break the hold though...he actually started to sway side to side to try and add pressure I guess. The only thing he didn't realize is that caused the leg of my shorts to graze my cock over and over which felt incredible.

After about 30 seconds of that, I started to moan 'no, no,no!' He laughed thinking I was tapping out and then....my cock started splooging so aggressively. My load got all over his leg and my shorts were covered

He screamed 'oh come on!' and I apologized and was mortified! We both cleaned up as best we could and didn't really talk about it for a while.

Maybe a month after that happened we started talking about it and actually both kinda laughed. Then to my surprise again he said we should totally do it again. His whole idea after that was for me to be the jobber and he would do his thing with the intent now of having me spurt. He would do his full nelson move and sometimes try and get my shorts off with his legs and do pretty corny commentary along with it...'oh my god, his shorts are off, look at this'. Haha, I still chuckle thinking about all this.

We spent the better part of the rest of high school doing these matches. A few times he would supply me a thong to wear and then try to work my shorts off so I was just in this thong laying on his floor in full display. The craziest it got is one time after I jizzed, he took off the thong( like the pic I shared) I was wearing and made me hold it in my hand. That was his version of the Million Dollar Man bills in the mouth I guess.

Granted this whole time we both had girlfriends but thought nothing of having these erotic wrestling matches too. It was a lot of fun those years.

That's a hot story, making you cum against your will in so empowering!

Couldn't agree more Zivolo