The wrestling tournament (1)

All the events narrated in this story are fiction.

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My name is Jaime, I'm 26 years old, and I've always liked guys, although nobody knows this. To hide it, as I know some other friends do, I had a girlfriend or two, but my experience with guys was quite limited. The guys I found on apps didn’t appeal to me, and those I liked were far from me. Besides some kisses or occasional oral encounters, I hadn’t had anything else, and my only attempt at anal sex had ended with a guy my age trying to finger me. It's not an experience I remember fondly.

What I did like, and was my biggest fetish, was erotic wrestling. I would get off watching videos of guys wrestling in tight spandex, speedos, or outright naked. I even signed up for a contact page for wrestlers who also enjoyed this fetish. That’s where I met José, a 45-year-old guy who lived near my city and was also interested in these topics. At medium height, he was one of those guys who could be categorized as “average,” with a goatee, skinny, and he went to the gym every week even though he didn’t have an amazing body. Personally, I wasn’t physically attracted to him, but we clicked in terms of personality. Our fetishes were very similar, but neither of us had a place to meet, although we did occasionally get together to grab a drink and talk in person about our kinks. Anyway, he didn’t attract me enough to get hard while we rolled on the floor.

However, one day I received a message from him with a rather interesting proposal. A friend of his had a place in a housing development, half an hour away by car, where he organized something like wrestling tournaments. He had already attended a couple of times and had always left satisfied. “That being said,” he told me, “the stakes are pretty high, but it’s all in good fun, the guy is legit and knows how to organize things well.” As you can imagine, my cock went hard as a rock when I read such a proposal, although on the other hand, I was scared about the betting aspect. José confirmed that it was about sex. Perhaps this was the chance to lose my virginity once and for all, and José was a trustworthy guy; I was sure that if I went with him, things couldn’t go wrong. I ended up accepting the proposal.

The tournament was set for a Saturday in April. José would drive me in his car, and according to him, I didn’t need to bring anything, no special clothes, no toiletries. His friend, Sergio, would provide everything. On the way, he told me that Sergio was 40 years old and had quite a bit of experience wrestling. He had organized several tournaments at his chalet, always with five guys, whom he “recruited” through wrestling websites like the one we were registered on. The guys could be of any age and physical condition; he didn’t turn anyone down. As he explained this, my cock was growing more a...