OK so you asked for a true story
this sounds like fiction it's not ...
So whilst in school 13-14 years of age - if and when we forgot our games kit the games master would make is strip to our pants providing there was at least two of us .
and put the mats out and wrestle in the Gym on occasions the girls were in there and they absolutely loved it
screaming and laughing
now for me this was then most humiliating as I was always on the bottom it seemed - I realise now the games tutor obviously got a lot of pleasure out of this , they were real fights and I remember being batterd and bruised afterwards.
The games tutor and the girls mistress were both stood together watching and enjoying the fights
those were my first ever wrestling experiences , and on reflection we must of enjoyed it as we frequently forgot our kit !!
the fights always ended on command with a classic pin with a tap on one occasion my mate actually sat full weight on my head and the sight of those girls looking on laughing at my predicament still rocks my boat ..
Happy Days
I recall I’d left school and moved to Sydney for work. I was living in a boarding house with lots of other blokes, occasionally there was a fun wrestle between two of you but nothing much really.
I was training in martial arts at the time. One Friday night everyone had gone for weekend and the place was pretty empty. I was sitting watching TV and happened to stir one of the girls who lived in the house attached. He said something dismissive and I said “Who else am I going to train with?” To my shock and excitement this dark headed fair skinned guy said, “I’ll train with you.” Couldn’t say ok quick enough.
He went put some shorts and a T shirt on and met in my room. I was similarly dressed. We chatted briefly about what type of training and a wrestle was decided.
I was pretty shy but I said, let’s take off our shirts.
With that we stripped and submission wrestled for over an hour. It was very memorable but didn’t lead to anything further. I moved out not long after and lost contact with the cute wrestling partner.
I still think about him and hope he’s as sexy now as he was then. Still enjoy reminiscing 💦
I started wrestling a school friend at his house. We both used to watch World of Sport on a Saturday and started acting out some of the moves.
We both enjoyed it and were good mates but one day he got really pissed off with me and the play fighting got more real. He was going for it, trying to hurt me or pin me hard. I gave as good as I got and eventually straddled his waist and got his arms pinned.
"What the fuck was that about" i spat at him.
I felt him relax and stop struggling then felt his cock against me, rock hard.
I just moved my position back, let go of his arms and we both pulled our shorts down and wanked.
had a really good friend at school until we fell out for some reason (can’t remember). The fall out became nasty and i was always hanging around waiting to fight him. He never wanted it until one day he got so pissed off he agreed. This went round our school year like wildfire and we arranged to meet in a local park away from school and not in uniform. He was cute and i secretly fancied him and even more so when he turned up in a pair of very tight jeans showing off everything. I was also in jeans and a t and a few of the other kids in the year came along for the fun. Our fight was pretty brutal for two 15 year olds. I remember a lot of hair pulling and punching and slapping and a lot of verbal. and a lot of cheering from the guys that were watching. He was a big boxing fan and i was well into wrestling (thanks to sat afternoons on the telly!) so the fight was a mix of both with anything else thrown in. it didn’t last long but long enough for us to come away bruised and battered. I know we were both rock solid during the fight (it was easy to spot!) but never did anything about it. Reckon we both wanted to but as repressed teenagers it just wasn’t gonna happen. There was no winner. we just ran out of stamina and stopped. I remember him shaking my hand as he walked away. All i wanted to do was rub my hard cock against his and make him cum. Next day at school it was as if it had never happened except i had a black eye. I’d told my parents i’d walked into a door and when the teacher asked i said the same thing. He and i sort of made up and hung around a bit but our fight was never mentioned by either of us again.
I used to meet my friend from school in his bedroom for a headscissor,crotch to face session.
We were around 16 or 17.
He used to put straight headscissors on me on the bus from school.
One day he telephoned me and said he wanted to wrestle.
On previous meets we had both worn high waister trousers with the 3 buttons at the top.They were both too small for us which made our crotches massive.
On this occasion he spilled a soft drink on mine by accident(on purpose)!
I removed them and wore a pair of briefs.
I got him in my special crotch to face smother,69 position and me on top.
On previous meetings I had grinded my crotch over his face and had cum whilst wearing my high waister trousers.
Today he started to finger my arse whilst I grinded and I could see he was hard in his trousers.He took off his trousers and wore briefs also.
He then rolled me over so he was on top and tried to force his cock into my mouth.
I struggled against him and managed to roll him back underneath me.I then came in my briefs and felt so guilty I dashed home!
My friend is married with kids and is now a grand father but I always remember this wrestling session.
Me and this boy were forced to be friends cuz our mothers were friends. For years we tolerated eachother. Then one day when I was 13 and he was 11 we were playfully wrestling in the pool when for some reason I decided to really hurt him with a submission. He screamed in agony and I immediately let go and apologized. I could see he was fuming and he didn’t hesitate to clench his fist and punch me right in the cheek. Twice. Then he grabbed me by my hair with both fists and pulled me underwater. It happened so quick it was hard to process at first but when he grabbed my hair I instinctively clenched two fists of his blonde hair. Until the lifeguards separated us, we slapped, kicked, scratched, called one another a bitch and punched eachother as much as possible without letting go of eachothers hair. We never were forced to hang out again haha.
When I was about 10 I had a fight at school with a lad who scratched my face quite badly. In those days (late 1960's) you fought a clean fight and only used your fists. I don't remember anything else about the fight but when i got back to the classroom I was scared I'd be in trouble with the teacher who was a formidable man who scared us kids. He looked at the state of my face and asked "have you been fighting?", me; "yes sir", him "did you win?", me "yes sir", him "good lad!" And nothing more was said!
I suspect these days there'd be all sorts of bother.
That's a good memory and I agree back then you did fight clean just bare fists although I recall the odd few dirty wrestling matches/ground fights and certainly the teacher's attitude was excellent! These days no chance knives and hell knows what else might come into play and oh man the bother doesn't bear thinking about - much same as 2 teens/adults fighting (must be similar age to you but I'd guess you are 10 or so years younger as I was fighting as a biker in my late teens in late 60's - 2 guys could fight then as hard and long as they could and that was that; these days?? you already said it!!
sandman1961 (1)
2/11/2023 9:23 AMOK so you asked for a true story
this sounds like fiction it's not ...
So whilst in school 13-14 years of age - if and when we forgot our games kit the games master would make is strip to our pants providing there was at least two of us .
and put the mats out and wrestle in the Gym on occasions the girls were in there and they absolutely loved it
screaming and laughing
now for me this was then most humiliating as I was always on the bottom it seemed - I realise now the games tutor obviously got a lot of pleasure out of this , they were real fights and I remember being batterd and bruised afterwards.
The games tutor and the girls mistress were both stood together watching and enjoying the fights
those were my first ever wrestling experiences , and on reflection we must of enjoyed it as we frequently forgot our kit !!
the fights always ended on command with a classic pin with a tap on one occasion my mate actually sat full weight on my head and the sight of those girls looking on laughing at my predicament still rocks my boat ..
Happy Days
westsydwrestler (17)
1/25/2023 7:03 AMI recall I’d left school and moved to Sydney for work. I was living in a boarding house with lots of other blokes, occasionally there was a fun wrestle between two of you but nothing much really.
I was training in martial arts at the time. One Friday night everyone had gone for weekend and the place was pretty empty. I was sitting watching TV and happened to stir one of the girls who lived in the house attached. He said something dismissive and I said “Who else am I going to train with?” To my shock and excitement this dark headed fair skinned guy said, “I’ll train with you.” Couldn’t say ok quick enough.
He went put some shorts and a T shirt on and met in my room. I was similarly dressed. We chatted briefly about what type of training and a wrestle was decided.
I was pretty shy but I said, let’s take off our shirts.
With that we stripped and submission wrestled for over an hour. It was very memorable but didn’t lead to anything further. I moved out not long after and lost contact with the cute wrestling partner.
I still think about him and hope he’s as sexy now as he was then. Still enjoy reminiscing 💦
Eastcoast555 (1)
1/25/2023 11:28 AM(In reply to this)
I started wrestling a school friend at his house. We both used to watch World of Sport on a Saturday and started acting out some of the moves.
We both enjoyed it and were good mates but one day he got really pissed off with me and the play fighting got more real. He was going for it, trying to hurt me or pin me hard. I gave as good as I got and eventually straddled his waist and got his arms pinned.
"What the fuck was that about" i spat at him.
I felt him relax and stop struggling then felt his cock against me, rock hard.
I just moved my position back, let go of his arms and we both pulled our shorts down and wanked.
That was just the start.....
jeansscrapper (1)
1/24/2023 7:01 PMhad a really good friend at school until we fell out for some reason (can’t remember). The fall out became nasty and i was always hanging around waiting to fight him. He never wanted it until one day he got so pissed off he agreed. This went round our school year like wildfire and we arranged to meet in a local park away from school and not in uniform. He was cute and i secretly fancied him and even more so when he turned up in a pair of very tight jeans showing off everything. I was also in jeans and a t and a few of the other kids in the year came along for the fun. Our fight was pretty brutal for two 15 year olds. I remember a lot of hair pulling and punching and slapping and a lot of verbal. and a lot of cheering from the guys that were watching. He was a big boxing fan and i was well into wrestling (thanks to sat afternoons on the telly!) so the fight was a mix of both with anything else thrown in. it didn’t last long but long enough for us to come away bruised and battered. I know we were both rock solid during the fight (it was easy to spot!) but never did anything about it. Reckon we both wanted to but as repressed teenagers it just wasn’t gonna happen. There was no winner. we just ran out of stamina and stopped. I remember him shaking my hand as he walked away. All i wanted to do was rub my hard cock against his and make him cum. Next day at school it was as if it had never happened except i had a black eye. I’d told my parents i’d walked into a door and when the teacher asked i said the same thing. He and i sort of made up and hung around a bit but our fight was never mentioned by either of us again.
Fig4headscizzors (5 )
1/24/2023 3:46 PMI used to meet my friend from school in his bedroom for a headscissor,crotch to face session.
We were around 16 or 17.
He used to put straight headscissors on me on the bus from school.
One day he telephoned me and said he wanted to wrestle.
On previous meets we had both worn high waister trousers with the 3 buttons at the top.They were both too small for us which made our crotches massive.
On this occasion he spilled a soft drink on mine by accident(on purpose)!
I removed them and wore a pair of briefs.
I got him in my special crotch to face smother,69 position and me on top.
On previous meetings I had grinded my crotch over his face and had cum whilst wearing my high waister trousers.
Today he started to finger my arse whilst I grinded and I could see he was hard in his trousers.He took off his trousers and wore briefs also.
He then rolled me over so he was on top and tried to force his cock into my mouth.
I struggled against him and managed to roll him back underneath me.I then came in my briefs and felt so guilty I dashed home!
My friend is married with kids and is now a grand father but I always remember this wrestling session.
BenfromBritain (0)
1/24/2023 4:37 PM(In reply to this)
Sounds like a brilliant experience
baltimoredude29 (0 )
1/23/2023 1:05 PMMe and this boy were forced to be friends cuz our mothers were friends. For years we tolerated eachother. Then one day when I was 13 and he was 11 we were playfully wrestling in the pool when for some reason I decided to really hurt him with a submission. He screamed in agony and I immediately let go and apologized. I could see he was fuming and he didn’t hesitate to clench his fist and punch me right in the cheek. Twice. Then he grabbed me by my hair with both fists and pulled me underwater. It happened so quick it was hard to process at first but when he grabbed my hair I instinctively clenched two fists of his blonde hair. Until the lifeguards separated us, we slapped, kicked, scratched, called one another a bitch and punched eachother as much as possible without letting go of eachothers hair. We never were forced to hang out again haha.
Tynesider (84)
8/06/2016 9:46 PMWhen I was about 10 I had a fight at school with a lad who scratched my face quite badly. In those days (late 1960's) you fought a clean fight and only used your fists. I don't remember anything else about the fight but when i got back to the classroom I was scared I'd be in trouble with the teacher who was a formidable man who scared us kids. He looked at the state of my face and asked "have you been fighting?", me; "yes sir", him "did you win?", me "yes sir", him "good lad!" And nothing more was said!
I suspect these days there'd be all sorts of bother.
MudFighterMel (0)
1/24/2023 1:12 AM(In reply to this)
That's a good memory and I agree back then you did fight clean just bare fists although I recall the odd few dirty wrestling matches/ground fights and certainly the teacher's attitude was excellent! These days no chance knives and hell knows what else might come into play and oh man the bother doesn't bear thinking about - much same as 2 teens/adults fighting (must be similar age to you but I'd guess you are 10 or so years younger as I was fighting as a biker in my late teens in late 60's - 2 guys could fight then as hard and long as they could and that was that; these days?? you already said it!!