THE HIGH TABLE

Paetus: This boxer kid I know has been bugging me for a wrestling match for some time. Freestyle rules. It's been a while since I've put on the wrestling shoes since I've been focused on Judo and BJJ, but I love wrestling, so of course I agreed. We're having it at my gym--we've got a dedicated wrestling mat, so we've got the facilities. It's after hours--kid wanted stakes and that's...kind of fun, I think. We're not enemies. Could be enjoyable.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I show up to the gym. As soon as I walk in all I smell is sweat and testosterone and used gear and that wrestling mat smell. I walk over carrying my gym bag and find him. "Hey bro, you ready to show me a few moves man" I say. Being friendly and hoping to maybe learn a few things or maybe get lucky and pin this guy.

Paetus:

Paetus: "Always," I look at you. "You sure you want to put your ass on the line for a training match?"

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I grin and shake hands with you. "Fuck it bro, lets go full on, only way to learn right" i say as I go into the locker room to change. I come out wearing my tight singlet, dark headgear, and my asics wrestling shoes laced up tight. I stretch n step on the mat. "Ay lets warm up with a few before we really go at each other for stakes bro"

Paetus: "Cool," I say. I come forward, lefty stance, leading with my rear hand to defend the single leg with my left, looking for ties. You're about the same size as me. With my Judo there's no way you can deal with my upper body throws. But since this is practice, I'm not super tense about it. I wait for you to move first.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I step in, slap hands. Then try to just lock up. Left hand forward trying to grip the back of your head by your neck, right fighting for wrist control. Kind of awkward in my stance but knees bent and head down.

Paetus: You go for a collar tie, and I thumb post above it, then shuck for a slide by, circling behind you as the collar tie detaches. I hold the position to see what you'll do next, tracking your hips to stop you from creating any distance.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I try to straighten up as you slide by. Pushing down on your wrists trying to turn and face you at the same time.

Paetus: As you turn I pull your arms apart, change levels, and shoot. We're not going hard, so I just lift and turn, not even trying to finish, just making you sprawl and switching to the single as you do, holding your leg in the air. Again, waiting to see your defense to the single leg.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: Your toying with me amd im hopping on one foot now. Trying to balance and hop in towards you so I can stomp my leg back down but your making this tough on me.

Paetus: As you hop back in I step deep behind your standing leg and push you back over it, dropping you. I back up rather than follow you to the mat. "Shoulda stayed back and tried to limp-leg, man!" I say with a good-natured smile. "Look, we don't have to wrestle for asses if you don't want."

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I look up at you. Knowing you can pin me. I take a deep breath and sit up then stand. "Im outmatched aren't i" i ask as I slap hands with you and get into a wrestling stance.

Paetus: "Yeah, because we're doing the thing I'm good at, not the thing you're good at. Doesn't mean it can't be a little fun to lose."

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I grin, "aight. Im not trying to get drilled bro, cmon let's just wrestle and get in a good workout"

Paetus: I offer a hand, we shake, and I come forward, immediately grabbing a right collar tie then swiveling and shifting to my left to take the left collar tie instead. Better to reach with the back arm, then switch, then to risk a single-leg by reaching with my front arm. That's what my coach always said. I reach for an inside-tie with my right now, but also push in and toward your left, pushing your weight onto your left foot. I try to scoop your right foot with my right foot to foot sweep you, seeing if I can catch it. Foot sweeps are always harder in shoes.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I stagger and stumble but I get swept and fall to the mat. Scrambling to get to my side and to my stomach face down trying to not get pinned.

Paetus: I follow you to the mat, your instincts are good enough that I can't cover immediately. I lace in a near-side hook, my left leg inside your left leg as you turtle, and reach over your butt, though, grabbing your right shoe by the shoelaces. "You know what's coming?" I ask.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I struggle and squirm and grin, "cmon man, dont do me dirty like that" I say as I know what your setting up but my defense is shit.

Paetus: "Think of it as an incentive to improve your defense." I fall back, rolling you for the banana split, my hook keeping one leg under control while my arms control the other, forcing your shoulders down.

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Paetus: "You call it, man, not fair to make me be the one to call the pin," I say with a grin while you struggle.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I wince n squirm. My hips pulled apart and burning a bit as i try... but im stuck. Im pinned and I know it. I slap the mat with the back of my hand. "Okay okay im pinned bro"

Paetus: "Do you...maybe wanna tap, too?" I ask with a sly grin, using my arms and legs to spread yours out. "It's not just a pin, it's a sub in BJJ also."

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Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I wince n grunt in pain. "Fuckkk ahhh ffucckkk okk okay bro I submit" I say as I slap the mat again. Giving up amd totally at your mercy as you have me split n spread out.

Paetus: I keep my right arm controlling your right leg, but let go with my left, bringing it to your bulge inside your speedo. "Maybe I need to make you submit another way," I whisper, starting to rub that vulnerable bulge. "How about this--if I can make you cum before you escape this pin, I get your ass. At that point, I'll have earned it, right?"

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I wince n struggle as you rub my sensitive sweaty bulge in my tight singlet. "Ahh fuck... ahhh cmon man, no, ahhh damn" I say as I struggle but remain pinned. My cock getting stiff quickly

Paetus: "I'll let you go if you don't want to play, but it really feels like you do."

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I squirm and do my best but im not good enough and you keep me pinned. Stroking n rubbing my junk. Wincing and letting a few moans slip out as I fight it.

Paetus: "Cool, just let me know if you don't want to play, I'm gonna assume your cock speaks for you otherwise." I stop rubbing for a second, then slide my hand under the hem of the leg of your singlet on the right side and move my hand all the way up, under your compression shorts, to your naked cock, going skin to skin and starting to stroke. "Oh yeah, he definitely wants to play. Just get your shoulders up, man! Kick out. It's not hard. You really gonna get forced to cum in a banana split? How does one even recover from that shame?" I joke.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I wince n grunt n moan. Your firm grip handles my hard 8 inch cock now. Im sweaty but im fuckin stuck. My dick throbbing as you manhandled me. Shoulders firmly planted in the sweaty mat. "Aughh fuuuckkk man"

Paetus: I pull the legs tighter and roll myself further toward you, pressing your shoulders down even more, tightening the pin. I stroke harder. Faster. "Running out of time, man. Maybe try thinking about baseball or something."

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I wince n grunt and actually catch myself relaxing. Fuck this feels kinda great. Humiliating but Im enjoying it for some reason. My dick starts leaking leaving a wet spot in my singlet.

Paetus: "Yeah, relax bro," I whisper. "Just fucking let me make you blow in this pin. Losing's not all bad, you know."

Paetus: I keep stroking, harder and faster, feeling your resistance fading. You feel me breathing into the side of your neck. "I'm not really into fucking, but I might sit on your cock and make you blow a second time inside me after you fill up your pants," I whisper. I suddenly stop jerking. "How about you beg me to finish you," I say mockingly.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: My cock is throbbing and leaking hard, im seconds away from blowing my load. I look at you, "cmon man... finish it, cmon, end me, you win" I say with begging in my eyes.

Paetus: "Say 'I'm pinned, I can't escape, please Johnny make me cum.'" I say with a smile, continuing to withhold the needed touch.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: "Im pinned... ahhh fuckkk, Johnny.... mmmm... make me cum bro.... pleaee"

Paetus: You comply, so I give you what you want. I start jerking you again. Hard. Fast. Tightening the pin further, letting you feel how much control I have over you as I bring you over the edge.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I feel completely fucked now. No escape possible for me. Shoulders pinned into the mat as you assert dominance. Finally I feel my nuts draw up, my body tingle and I just start shooting into my wrestling singlet. Ashamed but relieved

Paetus: I release you, then slide into a mounted position on your chest, pinning your hands above your head. I look down at you. "I don't wanna fuck you, man, but I thought you'd enjoy that, and thought you'd enjoy it more if you thought stakes were coming. Was I right?"

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: Im pinned down. Looking up at you. Hands pinned above my head. Laying there panting and sweaty as I realize you had me from start to finish.

Paetus: "Just asking you, man," I say as I release my grips. "I don't want to do anything you don't want. And I'm really..." I swallow, still not used to admitting this. "I'm not really a top that often. We'll do it if you want, but not my thing."

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I grin n rub your abs. "You got me bro, you can hold me down and take me if you want, after that... im at your mercy bro" I say as I hold your hips

Paetus: I grab the straps of your singlet and pull it down, revealing the wet mess you made, we made, before pulling it all the way off you. I grab your compression shorts too, then lose mine. I kneel around your knees and start to suck your dick, trying to bring it back to life for a second go.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I just lay there and let you strip me naked. Only thing on is my ck headgear and my asics wrestling shoes. "Aughhh fuuckkk bro.... mmmm fucckkkk yeah" I moan. My hands grabbing at your headgear as I let you go to work.

Paetus: I work and work until I get your cock nice and lubricated, and hard once again, then I stack you forward and walk into mount, holding your feet in front of me. I put my asshole right at the tip of your hard dick, using a hand to adjust it into place, then a sit down on it hard, penetrating myself with you while pinning you. I slowly start to bob, fucking myself with you as I keep you pinned. "Try to struggle out if you want to, makes it hotter," I whisper. My 7-incher is already starting to get hard from having your cock in my ass.

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Justin_boxxxer_Smith: "Ahhh holy fuck man.... ahhh fuckkkk yeahhhh" I moan out as i grunt n moan under you. Im pinned firmly to the mat and im loving this.

Paetus: I push your legs further forward, secure your hands, and keep gyrating my hips, piston-fucking myself with your cock. "Gonna cum while pinned again, aren't you?" I growl down at you.

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Justin_boxxxer_Smith: "Aughhh fuckkkkk ahhhhh maaannnn yeahhhhh" I moan out as your dick rubs on my face as you fuck yourself on my dick. Somehow I feel my tingling again and I know a second load is coming fast

Paetus: Your cock is...big, and i gyrate right I can get it into my prostate. Fuck yeah. My cock is hardening fast. "I'm gonna make us both blow," I say. "You in me, me on your face. What do you think about that boxer boy?"

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: I wince and moan, "fuck man... ahhhh god... yeahhh" I moan as you show me something about myself I didn't know. Enjoying this way more than I thought I would.

Paetus: I continue to gyrate, looking at you down there, pinned beneath me while I fuck myself with your cock. Good fucking sport. And you look like you're into it. Good to know. "Just remember how bad I fucked up you wrestling when we box. And remember how nice I was after," I say sardonically as I feel myself getting close. "Oh...fuck," I gasp my cock starts to twitch. Close. So close.

Justin_boxxxer_Smith: As your cock twitches, your hole tightens up and I suddenly bust a nut into you as I start pumping uncontrollably into you. Draining my balls completely

Paetus: You blowing a load into me triggers me, finally, as you blast against my prostate. I erupt between us, the first blasts hitting you square in the face, the remainder pooling on you neck. "Fuck yeahhhhhh!" I roar as we both cum. I let go of your legs while we sputter, knowing the position isn't comfortable once the endorphins stop flowing.

Paetus: I look down at you. "Enjoy losing?" I ask. "I had a lot of fun winning."