Heavyweight wrestlers

Well done. Enjoyed the read very much. Keep on writing please. Hope things are well with you and him. Still wrestling each other ?

We had connected on a wrestling website, I had been into wrestling for over 50 years. It started as fighting with a tomboy who lived behind my house. Neither one of us has hit puberty yet so they were viscous fights with scratching and bruising. She matured about a year before I did and discovered sex, drugs, and rock and roll. I was left reading Sports Review Magazines and got raging hardons from the Apartment House Wrestling stories. I shared the magazines with a friend who lived across the street. He was a year older than I was, and lanky and wiry. I was always stocky with a football players build. In the early 1970s during the summer we had lots of free time and parents were usually not arroung. We used to wrestle very often. After reading one of the magazines we decided to fight naked, and we were hooked on it from that point on.
Many years later I am still into wrestling with other guys. I’m a white guy clean shaven close cropped grey hair (much less on top than I would like), 55 y/o, 6’2” 325 lbs. I love very primal, basic grappling and body punching with other big men. Trying to dominate each other and winning by submissions, draining our balls, or exhaustion. My opponent, George, was black, and big like me, with a goatee and close cropped black hair starting to go grey. He stands 5’11” tall, 56 years old, and weighing 360 lbs. We started chatting on the website a few weeks ago. Turns out we lived within the same county, and had actually grown up in towns right next to each other. He had been into wrestling for just about the same length of time as I had. We were each cautious at first during our chat sessions as neither of us wanted to be involved with many of the fakes that inhabit the internet. While had exchanged photos and agreed to meet for coffee, there was always that nagging doubt that one of us was a fake and never show. . We had agreed that if we both turned out to be real, we would take things from there. We met at a Starbucks, and didn’t even make it into the store as we sized each other up in the parking lot. Shaking hands we instantly knew that we were going to fight. Standing there we confirmed what we had planned agreed in our chats, it was to be a non-stop fight until one gave in, shot his load, or was pinned. Our faces were off limits, but we both enjoyed body punching. Chokes were fine so long as tap meant instant release and countered as a submission.
There was a short stay motel nearby and we agreed to meet there in an hour. When I face my opponent for the first time I like to go through a kind of ritual. I get a room, at the end of the unit, go in, strip off, and set the heat up to 70 degrees. I text my opponent the room number, and leave the door adjar. I wait in the bathroom while he comes in and strips down. I wait to hear him say “ready” and I step out. We face each other naked from the start, in a room starting to get very warm from the heater.
George was amazing! He and I looked almost like duplicates of each other, his coal black skin contrasting with my pale white, I had already started sweating from the anticipation of our clash. He had a sheen of sweat too making his muscles shine from the light in the room. His cock was perfect, starting to swell to its full 9 inch length, while my 6 incher was already at full attention.
We each took two steps towards each other and locked up in a test of strength. No words were spoken as we had already said all we had to before meeting here. There was an open space in the room about 6 feet square, with the king sized bed to one side, and two walls making the corner. This was our battle field.
Two equal forces will hold each other in position if they are head to head as we were. He was powerful, the hardest opponent I had had in many years, I grunted from the efforts I was making to hold him in place and I was relieved to hear him grunt too. This went on for several minutes as all we could was basically turn in a circle, neither moving forward to giving ground. I have always been a heavy sweater and the close proximity to George, the efforts of holding him check along with the heat of the room soon had me dripping with perspiration. While not as copious, rivulets of sweat were starting to run down George’s body as well. Changing tactics, George suddenly pulled me to him. Since I had been straining trying to force him back we flew together, our cocks slamming into each other as we struggled. Before our bellies collided, he slammed a left into my gut. While I was on guard for that, he was incredibly strong and the punch and literally bouncing off his massive frame drove me against the corner of the room.
He now had me pinned in the corner. His body was like acted as a third wall as he forced himself against me. Our dicks were dueling hard against each other as I tried to find a way to get out of this trap. We were both dripping with sweat it hard to get and keep grips. But I was able to lift my leg and place a foot against the wall. With my free left arm I punched him as hard as I could in his side, while pushing off of the wall. This drove him back and I could once again move.
The room was now sweltering and we faced each other, the air thin, and both of us breathing heavily from out combat. We circled each other in the center of out “ring”. We each raised our fists and nodded in union as we stepped closed and started throwing punches to our bellies. Grunts escaped from our lips as shots landed, sweat flying off our bodies. Whispered curses of “fucker” and “cocksucker” greeted especially well-placed blows. Knees shook as combinations of rights and lefts took their toll.
I decided to change tactics and try to take him to ground. When I thought he was setting up to throw another left to my gut, I turned sidewise and grabbed his arm. With my back to the king-sized bed, I pulled him to me while turning to my right. My pulling and the momentum of his punch with all of the sweat covering us caused him to slide past me and fall face first onto the bed.
Not waiting for him to roll out of that, I leapt on his back, causing and audible “woosh’ of air as I pinned him face down. I wrapped my left arm around his throat and apply a choke. My cock was grinding against his ass as we struggled. We were so slick from sweating that I couldn’t stay on him and he rolled both of us over. Now I was feeling his full weight as I was on my back on the bed. He was face up so he couldn’t really get to me and I was able to lock in the choke as he struggled. After a moment he taped and the sub went to me.
He slid off of me and we lay next to each other panting from our struggle. Neither of us had really said anything to each other as we fought. However we both were now smiling as we realized had found a equally sized and skilled opponent.
We got up and faced each other close to the foot to the bed. We flew together in a tight mutual bear hug. Our dicks were grinding hard as we tried to squeeze the breath from each other. I knew I was dribbling buckets of precum as we struggled. His cock felt like a steel rod and even a slick with sweat as we were I am sure he was oozing too. We were so close out heads were on each other’s shoulders. I felt one of his arms slide up my back and grab the back of my neck. He pulled his head from my shoulder and shoved his tongue into my mouth. We started tongue fighting as we relaxed our bear hug. I loosed my hold a little too much and a second later I felt his huge warm hand envelop my throbbing cock. He gave it a squeeze and I let out a deep involuntary moan. I had to fight back so I dropped my hand down and grabbed his heavy ball sack. This time he broke our kiss and he sucked in air as I jostled his huge nuts. He started jacking my cock furiously, and I grabbed his trying get him to shoot. I could feel myself starting to twitch and I knew I was only a moment away from spraying us with my cum. In desperation I lowered my mouth to his left nipple and started sucking it. He responded by tonguing my ear as he whispered “cum for me, you know you want to, give me your load”. That sent me right over the edge as I started spewing jis all over his hand and cock. When I shot I bit down on his nipple and he let out a deep moan as I felt his cock twitch and let fly streams of cum on me.
We mutually fell onto the bed still gripping each others docks as they finally stopped their spasms. I came first so he one that fall.
After a few minutes we started talking each of us amazed at the size of the loads we shot. Nether of us could remember the last time it had happened. Dripping wet from sweat and cum we got off the bed and made our way into the bathroom for a shower. We started meeting every 6 to 8 weeks from that day on for matches.

This was so well written, I hope you keep writing. The way they started the match is so hot, I love to do that in my competitive matches.

Thanks for taking time to share your story. Stirred recall of some of m favorite matches.