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Pool Surrender

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Coach Hazard, the coach of my university wrestling team, who ran a program of total commitment of players to each other and him—in every way—had told all of the wrestlers that they could come over and use his swimming pool at any time. And I was so sore and strung out after the sessions where I was initiated—totally—into and by the squad that I took him up o...

Getting . . . Educated Ch. 06

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I stayed with Nate for the next two weeks, taking in my regular classes in the afternoon and spending most of the mornings learning the fundamentals of wrestling from Nate and Greg in a small room off the main wrestling gym while the coach's regular "Greek Wrestling" class went on in the main wrestling gym. I thought I was getting the hang of it until I was...

Coach Hazard's Finishing School

by sr71plt on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

The training regime for the elite wrestlers in my university's wrestling team was known as Coach Hazard's Finishing School. I had worked hard for three years to make this squad team for two reasons: this was the best of the best in wrestling in our regional division and I had the hots for Coach Hazard, who was handsome in a rugged Marine way, was solid muscl...

Zach's Dark Desires Pt. 07

by BadColinBaxter on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Coach Baxter was a powerfully built man. His sheer physical presence, iron will, and domineering personality helped him to mold his high school wrestlers after his own image. He took boys and turned them into men. He showed his boys how to develop their youthful bodies, build their muscles, perfect their skills, and dominate their opponents. Although Coach B...

Enamored With a Pretty Gay Trainer

by walterio on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

THE DISCOVERY Coach Brian Wilson decided to go to his office on a Saturday morning. He was the coach of a small college wrestling team in Southern California. He had already run his five miles that morning so he decided to get some paperwork done at the office. His wife Wendy was playing tennis with the women that morning so he would not be missed. He was i...

Wromocode Ch. 02

by HughGBabcock on Oct 19, 2020
Gay Male

Sunday, December 15 7:04 PM CST Old Market Lofts, Omaha Pierce Livingston S/wromocode - 12/15/19 7:04:44 pm CST - u/gaycollegewrestler Okay my fellow #wromocode #gaycollegewrestlers, here is the #draftwromocodeguidelines mentioned in previous posts for several scenarios related to having naked fun with another college wrestler. @justme, have a look thr...

Iran in USA

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

"It isn't over until it's over, fucker." Chris bumped my shoulder as he passed me, almost dumping me in the pool at the Natatorium. I'd say his expression was a mix of disappointment, determination, and more than a bit of a sneer. I said nothing, and I didn't respond to the aggression. I'm not sure I would have felt or reacted differently if I'd been just be...

Wromocode Ch. 04

by HughGBabcock on Oct 19, 2020
Gay Male

Saturday, December 28 3:30 PM EST Tampa Events Arena, Tampa, FL Pierce Livingston "Are you wanting something from the concession stand?" A tall, skinny and late teenage guy waited for me to respond. He had a blond ponytail pulled together and through the opening on the back of the required hat that went with his uniform. I was standing there with a wet h...

Prep School Doc

by fasthand on Oct 3, 2018
Gay Male

Dr. Russ Waddell had been a practicing physician for almost twenty years now. But his current position was by far and away his favorite. He was the school physician for an all-male prep school. These students had all graduated high school but either lacked the grades or the academic exposure to be admitted to a four year college. All students were basically...

Erotic Mud Wrestling: The Gathering

by mudwrestler on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"I have a surprise for you." That was the mysterious message that greeted me via email after a rather difficult Thursday at work. It had come from my occasional messy wrestling opponent Andy. We hadn't had any contact for several weeks as was usually the case, so the message itself was quite a surprise. "Can you meet me here at 6.30pm on Saturday? You'll...