Hitting The Mats

After I had fashioned my basement into a playroom, I wanted to include a makeshift wrestling ring. Rick, as it turned out, was pretty good at drawing up blueprints as well as working with a band saw...so in the matter of about three weeks, we managed to quarter off part of the basement with an elevated squared-circle complete with turnbuckles.

Rick and I tested out the ring a few times; and not only did it stand up to body slams and suplexes, the mat itself was perfect for some post match action. Frankly, the sight of Rick in boots and a form fitting pair of tights always made me weak in the knees, so the little fucker actually won a few matches by default because I could not wait to rip his trunks off and fuck him. Shit, I'd let him pin me if it meant I could violate him later!

This one time, Andy, dropped by, he'd met Rick before, and they got along great, and I showed him the playroom. His eyes grew wide with anticipation when he saw the ring and he said, "So let's wrestle! Man it's been ages since I've hit the mats."

I decided that we might want a fourth, maybe get into to some tag-team action, so I phoned my fuck buddy, Van, who was always up for a little fun. Truth be told, it would be less a tag match and more a squash job if Van was involved. I filled in Andy and Rick on how we'd play this. Van was a hot guy, and he had a great body, but he liked to be manhandled. Rick was aware of this as the two of us had on more than one occasion had Van over for some three ways, and the third man out was always our bottom boy...he craved being used, and I understood why; you see, Van was currently running a social service agency and was in charge of everything. Nothing got past him, and he ran that place with such finesse that he'd already been cited by the Governor for several awards... he was a take-charge guy in all aspects of his highly regarded work life: but when it came to carnal matters, he liked someone else to do the driving, and that was cool in my book.

Before Van had even arrived, Andy and Rick were already in the ring going at it. Good god, watching these two studs go at it kept my cock at full fucking staff. While Andy was stronger, Rick had youth and stamina on his side. Still, the guys were pretty evenly matched, and while they kept switching headlocks on each other, I noticed that they both sported hardons.

When they fell to the mat, they each tried to dry hump the other's ass. I found myself stoking my own cock when Andy got Rick in a choke hold and reached down into his tights and began squeezing his nuts. Rick cursed him out, and then shocked both me and his opponent by breaking free of the hold and reversing the situation by straddling Andy in a school boy pin and rubbing his crotch on his face...that's when I jumped into the ring and broke them up...they both tried to put up a fight but I manged to pin them both down and told them to save something for the main event...what the fuck, I could have screwed them both right there and have been happy. Nonetheless I subdued them with a double choke hold until they both cried, "Uncle" and then I broke the hold and helped them up. That's when I heard the doorbell ringing upstairs.

Van was wearing a tight pair of jeans and an old sweatshirt with his college's name emblazoned on it. I let him in and we paused in the living room. He looked slightly apprehensive, so I decided to break the ice by grabbing his crotch and pushing him up against the living room wall and said, "Glad you could make it brother, you ready for some fun". I watched as a smile crept across his handsome face, and felt his cock swell through his pants. I held him against the wall for a moment more and then smiled back as I squeezed his bulge, "That's what I'm talkin' bout" I said letting him go and showing him to the basement.


Van and I wasted no time getting into it. We entered the ring and locked up wearing jeans and t-shirts. It did not take long for me to overpower him, and I guess I was sort of hoping he'd put up a struggle, but he really didn't. I pinned him flat in seconds and then gave him a playful, but sharp smack on his ass...I then motioned Andy and Rick over and said, "Strip him down boys!"

Immediately, they both attacked Van, tearing at his clothes while I stood in the center of the ring watching. Van feigned that he was putting up a fight, but he was digging it. When his shirt was discarded, revealing a well muscled chest with pumped up pecs and rock hard nipples, Andy wasted no time pinning his arms behind his back, while Rick undid his jeans. He was wearing a blindingly white pair of tights that accentuated his firm hot ass, as well as his bulge.

Now I stripped down. I wore black wrestling briefs and had black leather wrist guards and a pair of well worn boots that Chris have given me years ago. Then I stood on the lip of the ring and watched the action...

...Andy with his well toned, compact body. His broad shoulders and well developed physique a testament to his New York lifestyle, his hair cut in a conservative manner...a far cry from the skinny hippie kid I knew back in high school...

... Rick tall and lean, with what they used to call a "swimmers build", his bubble butt encased in those form fitting tights, also black, his reddish/brown hair, which he had let grow out, gave him the look of boyish bohemian...

... Van, built like me. Tall, husky, a nice carpet of light fur on his chest, a head full of dirty blond, curly hair, a slight beard that gave him a lion-like appearance...and that ass of his, the one poured into those tight white shorts...I could not wait to make him submit and fuck him...

The boys were still double teaming Van, they had him down on the mat, Andy was choking him with his legs, while Rick was scissoring his chest with his legs ... I could see Van was sporting a major woody while taking the punishment like a man, and that really turned me on.

They continued, Andy being the one who was really going to leave Van hurting come tomorrow morning...at one point he actually lifted him off the mat and into the air(some feat considering that Van must have outweighed him by at least fifty pounds), and then dropped him flat before leaping onto him, crashing his left knee into Van's gut. Of course, this did not surprise me as Andy (like me) learned from the best...hell, Chris had turned us all into pseudo pro wrestlers... nonetheless, I was glad to see Rick manage to get Van into a figure four and actually make him plead for mercy; I leaned over the top rope and high fived my guy for that...then I tagged in.

Rick and Andy left Van crumpled on the mat at my feet. As they climbed outside to wait on the lip of the ring, I reached down and lifted Van up by the back of his trunks and said, "OK pal, fun's just begun" and I flipped him to face me and got my arms around him and put him in a bear hug. He threw his head back and gasped for air... I could hear Andy and Rick howling from the sidelines in approval. I shifted his weight again, and crushed him even harder, bringing my arms around as tight as I could until I felt him go limp and fall onto me like a puppet...his cock being the only part of him that seemed alert and ready for action.

I let go of home, and he fell to the mat. I then reached down and lifted him back up by his hair, and quickly got him into a side-headlock. I applied as much pressure as I could, my bicep crushing the side of his head...I walked him around the ring and taunted him, all the while grinding his head with my arm. Letting go of him for a minute, he looked around, dazed, his face flushed red, and then I locked both of his arms in mine from the back and shoved him over to my boys.

Rick to the opportunity to give him a quick chop to the chest, while Andy, who was barefoot, brought his left heel up and connected with Van's groin; he doubled over in pain, falling into the ropes and this set Rick and Andy into motion as they began pummeling him with cheap shots...I held Van secure and then pulled his head back again, at which point, Rick grabbed his nipples and gave them a quick tweak followed by a double punch to his meaty pecs...then I let him go and tagged in Rick who flipped across the rope with the grace of Jimmy Snauka and began bouncing around Van, throwing punches and slaps until he finally tripped up the big guy. Rick dove on-top of him now and threw an iron claw deep into Van's stomach causing him to howl in pain.

I stood on the lip and causally draped my arm around Andy, the both of us sweaty and charged, and my old buddy said, "That boy of yours is something else, man. He sure likes to mix it up!" I nodded and smiled and Andy put his arm around my shoulder and we stood there cheering on the tough little red-head who was putting a world of hurt on his opponent.

When Rick tagged in Andy, Van was treated to a host of leg splits, and hammer-locks...finally, Andy scoped him up and following my lead, put him in a bear hug. It was hot watching the little muscular stud, crush the bigger beefier guy...my cock was so hard now, it actually hurt, I cheered on my buddy and Rick yelled out, "Fuck him up, man!" Van threw his head back again in pain and pleaded for mercy, but Andy was not giving in, "You like it, bitch, don't ya?" he taunted through gritted teeth, and then Van yelled, no actually he screamed, "I GIVE! I CAN'T TAKE ANY MORE!" ... so Andy tightened the hold and made it last for at least twenty more seconds until he finally let go of Van, who fell to the mat like a sack of potatoes.

Andy stood on-top of his victim and flexed once for Rick and I, and we cheered him on... and then we joined him in the ring and started kicking at Van, we asked him if wanted a rematch, Rick pulled me aside, his eyes filled with an almost an malevolent look of glee and said, "One more time, daddy, I want to hear him beg, one more time..." So I yanked Van up and once more put him into another bear hug, crushing him in my arms; Rick laughed, a dark deep chuckle and while I was punishing the beaten bottom boy, I noted that his cock was still as hard as a rock. Finally he submitted again, and again, he was dropped to the mat... and in a matter of seconds the three of us had our tights off, and were standing around the fallen stroking our cocks planning our next move...

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I was first, I made myself comfortable, resting my back against the mat's turnbuckle and lifted Van's head by yanking him up by his hair...there were no words as he opened his mouth and went down on my throbbing cock. He sucked me in that familiar desperate way of his...I know this may sound funny, in light of what we just put him through, but I really liked Van, he was a great guy, and these games we played with him were something he dug, and I wanted him to be happy and I wanted to share this brotherhood with him, I knew he liked being used and he liked being roughed-up, and it was cool, it was all consensual, and there were no complaints...
that said...

...as he sucked me off, Rick slipped on a condom and started fucking his ass. Andy was on his knees next to Rick urging him to go deeper, when he kissed Rick , I almost shot my load into Van's mouth, it was that fucking hot...my best buddy and my lover making out; I shoved my cock deeper into Van's mouth and he sucked me off with a wild abandon... a few minutes later, we shifted, Now Andy was getting head from Van while Rick continued fucking Van's ass. I moved behind my lover and the sight of his beautiful ass going up and down was more than I could take, so I slipped into him and we chain fucked...I looked up and my eyes met Andy, and he winked at me and the three of us pumped and fucked at Van until we switched off again...

...now we had Van on his back and I was deep in him, pounding him for all I was worth. Rick crouched down over his face and leaned in and played with my tits while I fucked. I heard him tell Van to "Eat me out, bitch", and I watched as Rick's face morphed into a million faces of pleasure...I leaned forward and kissed my lover and then Andy was at my side and I kissed him, and then Rick kissed Andy and then the three of us exchanging saliva and I pulled out and gave Andy a go at Van's ass..."Oh what a tight hole!" he exclaimed as he began fucking him like a rabid bunny, and while that happened I took Rick in my arms and kissed him passionately and he lay down next to Van while I fucked him, and Andy looked over and watched me fucking Rick and I looked over at him fucking Van and we leaned into each other and kissed and it was just as passionate as it would have been ten years earlier...he still was my best buddy and I loved him, like I loved Rick and like I loved Van...and so we continued...

...and finally we stood over him, the three of us and we jerked off and we came and shot loads and loads of seed all over Van. I can still recall the three of us almost collapsing onto Van's prone body when our orgasm's shook us...and as we were coming, we touched at each other with our free hands, we needed that connection, that touch that electric feeling that we shared ... like brothers, lovers and who knows what all?

When we were done, Andy and Rick were starting to head out of the ring, and I stopped them. I took them aside and whispered to them both and they nodded their heads...

... I gently helped Van up and noting that his cock was still rock hard, I told him to stand up.

Andy knelt down in front of him and said, "Thanks brother" and then started sucking him off. Van through his head back and moaned in pleasure while Rick and I fondled his ass and played with his tits... he shook and moaned while Andy blew him and I whispered in his ear, "Go with it, brother, come in his mouth, make him swallow your cum"... and Van let out a roar, shooting a monster load that Andy tried to swallow, though most of it rolled down his chin and onto his chest...he collapsed into our arms and Rick and I helped him out of the ring.

Later on the four of us crowded into my shower and we washed each other off, we used soap and warm water and kisses and the four of us held each other in that shower and no words were said then... or later...

...when we all crowded into my bed and rested...

...and before I drifted off, I gave Rick a kiss and he smiled sleepily at me, and the last thing I saw that night was his goofy grin as I drifted off into a dark, dreamless sleep...