Wrestling at the Barn

Mike and his dad lived in a big farmhouse out in the country. They had invited my dad and me to join their weekly wrestling session in the barn. We drove up to the big old building and got out of the car to have a look. The barn door was open so we went in. They had quite a set-up in there. There was a huge wrestling mat covering most of the floor. Along the back wall were some racks with freeweights, and a treadmill and an exercise bike. Above that was a loft they had converted into a lockerroom.

There were already a bunch of guys there. Some were stretching, others were doing some light lifting and four guys were already on the mat.

Mike’s dad, Ben, saw us come in and waved to us from the loft. “Hey guys! Glad you made it. Come up here to get changed.”

We made our way up the stairs and Ben showed us where to put our stuff. It was pretty basic, just a few benches and a big open shower area with six nozzles. As we stripped down, Ben explained that he and Mike had been hosting these wrestling sessions every Saturday for the past few years. “There’s about 30-40 guys who come here from all over the state. A lot of guys stop wrestling after high school because there just isn’t any opportunity to continue, even if they want to. So this is a way that guys can keep wrestling as long as they want. We’ve got some wrestlers here just out of high school, but we also have a few over 60,” he said.  “Actually, if you look over there on the mat now, that’s Nick. He’s 62 years old and he’s beating on that 20 year old.”

We looked across and saw a muscular, but balding silver-haired guy wearing short, old-style blue singlet wrapping up this shirtless blond military  guy in a cradle. The young stud struggled for a little bit, but finally admitted defeat and the old man let him up.

“So when you get suited up, just come down and feel free to challenge anyone. More likely, since your fresh meat, the guys will pounce on you two the second you get down there to test you out!”

“We go all out here and once that barn door is closed, we lock it and anything that happens here, stays in here. Sometimes we really beat on each other. Once you step on the mat, the object is to dominate and even humiliate your opponent. It’s all in good fun. We’re just blowing off steam, but our policy of secrecy makes it easier to just let go and have fun.”

“Umm … okay,” I said as my dad and I flashed each other puzzled looks.

“Oh shit,” i said. “I forgot to bring my jock. Do you have a spare, dad?”

“Nope, just got the one. ‘Fraid you’ll have to freeball it.”

I sighed and pulled on my singlet. I had a pretty big dick, so without anything to hold it down, it was pretty visible though my singlet.

We went down stairs, and sure enough, the second we got down there a bunch of guys came over to challenge us.

Nick, the old guy we saw earlier came up to me first. “Wanna wrestle?” he asked.

“Sure,” I said. “I think I can take you.”

“I’ve been wrestling for over 50 years. I don’t think you can take me. I eat young studs like you for breakfast!”

“Bring it!”

“Oh, I will. No mercy!”

We went to the center of the mat and all the other guys formed a circle around the edge. Mike’s dad went over and closed the barn door and locked it.

“Who’s gonna ref?” I asked.

“Oh we don’t need refs. We bend the rules a little bit here. We wrestle nonstop till there’s a pin and both wrestlers have to acknowledge the fall to each other,” Mike explained from the sidelines.

“Let’s go!” Nick said.

We circled each other for a minute and then locked up. I gripped the back of his leathery neck and shoved my head against his damp wrinkled forehead. We stared into each other’s eyes for a few seconds. I knew he had a lot of experience, but there was no way an old dude like this was going to beat me. But just as I thought that, he disappeared from my vision. Suddenly I felt his arms wrap around my thighs. He locked up his hands and rammed them up into my ass. I felt my feet leave the mat as he slung me over his shoulder. “Ugggghhhh!” I groaned as he demonstrated his power. I could hear the other guys going wild – yelling, laughing. I caught a glimpse of my dad cringing as another guy put his arm around his shoulder and grinned.

Just as quickly as he had lifted me up, the old guy returned me to the mat with a loud thump.

“Oooohh!” on guy said. “Damn!” another chimed in as they watched Nick hammer me.

By this point, the old man was on top of me and he probably could have pinned me right there, but he rolled off me and got to his feet. “C’mon kid, I thought we were gonna wrestle!” he taunted.

I got to my knees, shook my head to jolt myself back to normal and got to my feet. “You just got lucky” i replied, knowing full well that he just outwrestled me.

I had to step up my game. He was good, but I knew i could get him if i just concentrated. We both shot takedowns but couldn’t follow through. I stepped into him and swung my arm around his head as fast as I could. I figured my youth would give me the advantage of speed at least. Sure enough, before he knew what was happening I got a nice headlock and flipped him over. Now I had him. He was squirming on his back and kind of growling under his breath, clearly irritated that I had gotten the better of him.

The guys around the mat were getting boisterous again. The older guys were yelling at  Nick. “C’mon! Don’t let a 20 year old do that too you!” “Show him who the real man is!”

My dad on the other hand was cheering me on. “Rip his head off! You’ve almost got him. Just finish him off!”

Nick reached up with his free arm and grabbed my should to keep from getting pinned. I could feel his warm, moist breath on my cheek as I squeezed his head. “Mmmmppphh C’mon old man, quit fighting it. I’ve got you.” I said.

“You’re gonna regret that. I’m a lot tougher than you and you’re gonna really feel it when I pin you.”

We were both so sweaty that it was hard to keep a grip and even though i was squeezing with all my strength, he managed to turn onto his belly and I lost the hold. Still, I was on top. I flattened my whole body out on his back. My cock pressed between his as cheeks as i ran my sweaty forearm under his chin, lifting him up in an attempt to get flip him onto his back. The only problem, again, was the sweat. He was so slick that he managed to slide around to face me and use his leverage to put me on my back.

“Oh shit,” I grunted as pressed his body weight down on me. I tried to bridge, but by that point his hips were on top of mine.I was completely pinned. Even his penis was on top of mine, pinning mine down. As added humiliation he rubbed his hairy armpit across my face as I cringed and groaned. He slid his sweaty face up to mine. Our lips were nearly pressed against each others. “Do you admit that you are pinned and I have beaten you?’ He asked.

“Yeah, I think everyone can see that,” I replied.

Nick sat upright and flexed his muscles, grinning to the crowd as they cheered the old guy’s victory. Then he jumped to his feet and put one foot on my chest to rub it in a little more. Finally he let me up and I went to join my dad matside, but Mike grabbed my arm and spun me around a little.

“You lost, so you have to go sit in the losers section,” he said.

“What do you mean? why?” I asked.

“You’ll understand later. When you lose around here, you have to pay a price,” he said ominously.

So I sat down next to the guy I had seen Nick working over earlier. He gave me an empathatic smile and put his arm around my shoulders.

“He’s tough. He can beat most of the guys here,” he said.

It was dad’s turn to wrestle next. The guy he was up against was about his age. I had seen him getting changed earlier. He was so hairy i couldn’t tell where his pubes ended and his chest hair began.

Dad looked pissed after watching the beating I just took. The hairy dude shot a single leg, but dad fought him off. They circled each other some more and dad tried the same move on him. He pulled the other guy’s leg up high and knocked him off balance, bringing him down to the mat. He tried to sip up, but dad was on him and all he managed to do was slide onto his belly as dad climbed on top of him. Dad sank his arm into his armpit, sliding through a sweaty mass of fur till his hand emerged underneath, grabbing at the big bear’s wrist. Dad’s face was buried in the carpet of hair covering his opponent’s shoulders. But that didn’t bother him. He had some leverage now and was turning him.

A second later and the hairy dude’s ass was sticking straight up in the air, totally helpless, as dad pressed his shoulders into the mat. He must have forgotten that there was no ref, because he held him there for a minute. The guy continued to struggle but finally yelled out. “Shit dude, you pinned me! I’ve had enough!”

With that, dad released his hold and the guy turned over on his back, his chest heaving. Dad flexed for the crowd as they cheered for him and the beaten bear slunked off the mat and sat down beside me.

“Your dad’s a beast,” he said.

“Yeah, i think your ass was in the air for most of that match.”

He just laughed

There were quite a few matches after ours. One guy got spladled in front of me. He looked right into my eyes as he moaned in pain. I helped him massage his thighs after he crawled off the mat.

After a while, the room was all divided into two groups – the winners and the loser.

Suddenly, Ben came out and shouted, “Losers – take your position in front of your champions.”

All the guys around me stood up and started stripping down.

“What the fuck is going on?” I asked.

“Just do it. If you don’t, you will really be humiliated,” the furry guy said.

I peeled off my singlet and followed the other guy Nick beat over to where Nick was standing.

We kneeled down in front of him and Nick took my head with his left hand and the other guy’s with his right and brought our faces together on either side of his cock. We started kissing his scrotum as all three of us became erect. We nuzzled against each other on a bed of Nick’s salt and pepper pubes, licking his long shaft. As we reached the throbbing head of his penis, we rubbed out wet lips against each other. Nick pulled us up to his face and the three of us kissed as our dicks poked into each other. He pushed us down again, slowly, so we could lick his nipples on the way back down. We took turns swallowing his cock and stroking his low-hanging balls. Nick started moaning and pushed us both down so we were lying on the mat. He straddled us both and began jacking off. Nick let out a higher pitched moan and suddenly i felt his warm thick spunk spraying over my face and into my hair.

When he had finished unloading, Nick laid down on top of us, his two defeated opponents, and we all rested for a few minutes.

Then Nick got up and pulled us both up off the mat. “Time to get cleaned up,” he said.

As we headed for the stairs, dad and his opponent caught up with us. The furry dude’s chest hair was dripping with thick white semen. Dad came up behind him and wiped some onto this finger and shoved it into the other guy’s mouth. “This is what the cum of a champion tastes like,” he said, laughing.

We all showered up and got changed.  We thanked Mike and his dad for inviting us.

“Come again!” they said.

“Oh, we will,” we replied.

And we got into our car and drove off.