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So having agreed to be Ricky's wrestling dummy we stopped by my house first to drop off my school bag and let my mom know I would be over at Rick's (as she called him).
While in my room Ricky suggested I change into something more appropriate to wrestle in.
"What do you want me to wear? I don't have one of those one-piece tights."
"Naw you don't need anything like that. Just some shorts and a tee. But dude ya gotta get out of your school cloths for sure."
Ok so I grabbed a pair of nylon running shorts and a sleeveless tee. And off to his house we went. His dad was out of town on business and his mom works late so we were alone in the house. We headed into his bedroom so he could get changed too. He stripped down to his boy trunk underwear, which were pretty cool. They had a pouch that held your junk up and out so that when you put on your pants or shorts there was a noticeable bulge even if you weren't that big.
"Hey you checkin out my stuff..... again?!!!"
"NO! I'm just lookin at those briefs. Where'd you get those? I like them. I wanna get me some too."
Truth is I was checkin him out..... but I wasn't about to admit anything like that to someone like Ricky. It'd be all over school in a flash!
"Well sure looks to me like you're gawking at my package!" as he grabbed my hand and placed it palm open full on his cock and balls!!!
I was mortified... but at the same time it felt REALLY cool to be grabbin his stuff like that. As much as I hated to do it, I quickly pulled my hand away (after filing that feeling in my memory for future jack off sessions).
"All right if you're done feelin me up let's get down to business."
"Ok but how about we practice up here in your room instead of the basement since nobody is home. You've got carpet."
Ricky agreed to the idea but only after a crude remark about me getting rug burns by the time he was done nailing me to the floor.
"Yeah yeah yeah..... you're always so full of it."
"And YOU always want it!"
We were always jabbin each other like that but it never amounted to anything.
So after Ricky put on a pair of traditional cotton gym shorts and a torn up tee he says "Ok let's get started." "Ok now you're going to start in the down position so I can practice take downs. So get on your hands and knees."
After I got on all fours Ricky gets kinda beside me, but sorta behind me too and wraps one arm around and under me grabbing my chest. His other hand grabs my elbow. And he suddenly says "Ready. Wrestle." and had me flipped on my back in like 3 seconds.
"Hahaha dude! Ya gotta at least put up alittle fight."
"I told ya I don't know anything about wrestling moves!"
"Well just do whatever comes to mind to try and stop me from pinning your shoulders to the ground, Ok?"
geeesh.....
And so we did the same thing over and over again. So far it seemed like he was really into practicing and was serious about this.
After awhile Ricky stopped to take a break and stood up grabbing the waist hem of his ratty tee and slowly pulled it up over his upper bod and then gave me that same knowing look that Tom did as he tossed the shirt across the room.
And as usual I was gawking at his upper body build. Defined pecs, fairly developed shoulders. But not the succulent nips that Tom has.... although at this point in time I was convinced that any guys nips were far superior to that found on a girls boobs.
"Dude! Snap out of it! And you'll probably want to take your shirt off also for these next moves."
"Why?"
"Because now we're going to practice moves on the ground, things like reversals, half nelsons and stuff. That's why wrestlers wear those tight singlets because a loose shirt like we are wearing are easy to grab... plus they get all stretched out of shape and maybe even ripped."
So I pulled off my shirt and Ricky looked at me... which was a first.... like he was checkin me out and apparently he was because he mumbled something like "Not bad, you're startin to fill out."
Well those words coming from him, or anybody else really at this point in my life really inflated my ego.... albeit short lived as without any warning he plowed into me knocking me on my back and started twisting me in all kinds of different positions that had me feeling like his rag doll or something. This went on for quite a while, but then suddenly his actions and demeanor started to change. It became more like two guys horsing around. And I for one was suddenly lovin it! The feel of his smooth body, naked flesh, flexing tight muscles was incredible. And the straining and pulling pushing and just all the physical exertion was really gettinig me turned on. I hoped he didn't notice that I was hard. Unlikely considering the thin nylon shorts I was wearing. And it was very obvious to me that he was hard also... given those pouch undies he had on under the grey gym shorts. Ricky seemed to favor working himself into one of two positions.... first he'd be on my back with his hard-on pressing right into the crack between my bubble butt with his arms grabbing my shoulders or wrapped around my chest, and he'd be pulling with all his strength trying to turn me over. It actually felt like he was trying to fuck my butt cheeks! And then the other position that quickly became a fav was when he finally got me flipped on my back and was lying prone on top of me. Crotch to crotch. And at that point it was obvious to both of us that we were both really hard, turned on and enjoying the grinding cock against cock.
But both of us were alittle unsure about admitting to enjoying what was plainly going on. And so on it went with the pretense of practicing moves.
As the interlude went on we both were getting sweaty, hot, and of course more turned on. At one point Ricky was on top grinding his cock into mine and he reached down my back and after feeling up my ass cheeks muttering something like "nice ass buddy" and then he grabbed the waistband of my shorts AND underwear and pulled up on them giving me a big olde wedgie. At this point I was so turned on and horny it actually felt good!
"Aaaaaghhhhh".............
"Ya like that don't ya?"
"NO. DON'T. STOP"
Probably not my best choice of words. But honestly at this point I didn't want him to stop. It felt too good.
"YES you do..... and you're really gonna love this" and with that he flipped me over so I'm lying on my chest and he mounts my back and is rubbing his hard cock right up and down in my ass crack (even tho it's still protected by my shorts, but not by much.)
"Just like I was doing with Erica last night. She loved it too."
I was beginning to think that maybe he did have something going on with that slut.
Then suddenly he flips me back over onto my back and pounces on top of me with his raging hard-on pressing right into my hard dick, grabs both my hands and puts them up over top of my head and holds me pinned to the floor like that. His upper body was arched up so he could look down at me. This afforded me a incredible view of his muscles all tensed as he held me firmly in position. He had me locked down where I wasn't going anywhere, so I basically just gave little resistance.... just enough to make it feel good, and laid back sucking up the view. Sweaty naked muscular chest tensed while holding me firmly right where he wanted me.
And I was good with it! God.... I felt like I was turning into a horny gay slut.
I could see in the back of my mind that my neighbor the straight girl slut Erica and myself were going to be battling for the same thing.... the hot guys in the neighborhood. Damn her anyway!
Meanwhile Ricky's grinding cock against mine while he held me pinned with my hands up above my head continued.
It got fairly quiet. Just the sounds of two horny guys grunting and groaning.
I knew this was likely heading toward us both probably cumming in our shorts. It raised questions in my mind even before it happened. Will we acknowledge what was happening, or would we just pretend like nothing happened?
Continued silence.....
More straining. More grunts.
Grinding cocks.............
Ricky's sweat dripping onto my face. Him glaring down at me with a look I've never seen on him before. The look of lust. Horny fucking LUST!!! I don't care if he got any from Erica last night or not, or if he's straight as he claims to be..... that's the unmistakable look of a young teen boy who wants, no NEEDS to get off. And SOON!
AND.... he had me right where he wanted me.
Which honestly was perfectly fine with me because the actions of Ricky enabled me to loosen up and feel things for myself. That was often how it's been with the two of us. He always was the instigator, the one to get things started. And so I was wanting to get off just as bad, even if it meant creaming my shorts. His constant grinding cock was driving me crazy! I needed to cum just as bad as he did!!!
Young guys can recover quickly, but they also can't last long. This was cumming to a conclusion.... and soon!
AAUGHHHHH............... FUCK THIS BETTER END SOON!!!!
Finally Ricky looking down at me, still totally in control, holding my hands above my head while I'm lying flat on my back with him on top of me grinding his harder than hard cock against mine spoke.....
"Feels good doesn't it?"
Well so now I know he's going to admit what is happening. That it's not just practice.
And with that he stopped moving all together..... remaining perfectly still.
"You hear me, I said feels good doesn't it?"
"No shit Sherlock. Yes it feels good."
"Well if you think this feels good just wait!"
And with that he changed up the grinding rubbing motion of our cocks together to one more like he's actually fucking my dick. I know that doesn't make sense but what I mean is he started a fucking motion... hard and fast.
Clearly he was getting ready to cum.
Then all of a sudden he froze, tensed up, held his breath, and let out a deep ass guttural howl like some animal ........
AAAUGGGGGHHHHHHHHHH...........
I looked up at him, his eyes half closed, half rolled back in his head. GRUNTING like giving birth. He was squeezing my hands soo hard I thought they'd go numb. And I doubt he'd taken a breath thru all of this.
BREATHE RICKY..... DONT PASS OUT ON ME! LOL
Drooling and sweat raining down on me..... and he finally came!
AND BOY DID HE CUM!
I could feel his cock spasm thru both our shorts (they were so thin I couldn't help but feel it).
He'd grunt and groan with each spurt. I could count them.
6......... ummmmph
7..........mmmmmmmphhhh
8.......... oh fuckin ay
I lost count. It was surreal feeling that pulsating cock spewing out all that boyjizz..... even if it was contained in his shorts.
Finally after the last blast he rolled off me, took a couple deep breaths and wiped the sweat off his forehead. The bedroom smelled of his cum, and I found it strangely erotic.
I was sooo horny at this point I needed to cum myself, so I went to climb on top of him but his demeanor changed rapidly. He pushed me off of him and stood up revealing a huge wet spot on the front of his shorts.
"See this! You're not doing that to me ever again!" he said in an angry voice. "Practice is over! Grab your stuff and head home, I gotta go hit the shower."
"HUH???" I'm not doing that to him ever again??? WTF..... he was the one doing.... whatever that was that just happened!!!
I wanted to say Hey what about me but he clearly wasn't in the mood to talk about what just happened. Meanwhile I was shocked, confused, angry..... and yes, still horny. So I grabbed my shirt and stormed out of his house, unsure if a friendship just ended, or what the hell just happened.
End of Part 3