Sweat Wrestling: My Initiation to a Korean Wrestling Team

Sweat and testosterone, wrestling in a Korean sauna

I was doing my junior year abroad at the Seoul University. I’m not Korean, but I grew up near Koreatown in LA and ended up learning the language because so many of my friends spoke it.

I had been wrestling since I was a freshman in high school, and didn’t want to give it up while I was overseas, so one of the first things I did after enrolling was join the wrestling club. The first day I walked into the gym I couldn’t believe how buff all the guys on the team were. All Korean men have to join the military for 2 years before college, so that really whips them into shape. And the wrestling team at the university was one of the best in the country. A lot of these guys are Olympic athletes.

I went to the locker room to change up. As I peeled off my underwear, a big husky dude walked up to me — probably in my weight class i figured since I was around 96kg now. He stood there in front of me for a few seconds not knowing what to make of this naked white guy. Finally I said hi in Korean and asked him his name. He was relieved that I spoke Korean and told me his name was Jin. His face lit up when I said I was joining the team.

“We can be training partners!” he said. I nodded excitedly and he walked over to his locker to fish out his jockstrap and singlet. The straps of his jock cupped his big smooth ass and you could see the outlines as he puled his tight singlet over it.

I suited up and walked out onto the mats. Our coach started yelling instructions and we did a pretty intense warmup. One of the exercises I had to grab Jin around his big waist, pick him up off the mat and heave him upside down. The one of us would bear hug the other and swing him from side to side. We were covered in each other’s sweat before we even started wrestling.

Finally we started some live goes — no time limit. We wrestled until one of us pinned the other. Jin sprang at me and took me down. I squirmed onto my belly as he climbed on my back, driving his slick arm under my wet, hairy armpit and clamping his hand at the bottom of my head. He tried to turn me, but i flattened out and after a while he gave up on that tactic and tried to spin around to face me.

As i felt his warm heavy body move off my back, i hunched back on my knees and we locked up in a kneeling position. I pressed my slippery forehead into his and we looked into each other’s eyes as we panted for breath.

We got to our feet, still grabbing hold of each other and i shot for a takedown. Jin tried to sprawl but I guided my hands up toward the straps of his jock and made him almost sit in my hands. That gave me a hold to lift him off his face and drive him onto his back. He was in trouble and he knew it. I noticed that some of the other wrestlers had taken a break to watch this foreigner take down their big boy. Jin tried to bridge, but i clamped onto him. The faint smell of body odor and deodorant drifted up from his armpit as he struggled to push me off him. “Ahhhh…. chhhh,” he groaned — saliva spraying from his mouth and onto my face — as he tapped his testosterone reserves one last time. It was no use. He gave up and collapsed. I bore down hard, pressing his big shoulders into the mat. I knew I had him. The big dude was mine. As I looked down at my helpless giant, Jin squinted. Sweat was pouring off my face right into his eyes. Finally I released my hold and let him go as the other wrestlers stood around us in a circle clapping. I got up and looked down at my big defeated opponent. I had proved myself today and they all seemed to respect me.

We all piled into the lockerroom as practice finished up. There was one big shower room with heads going around the wall and we all crowded in. Koreans are very casual about nudity. They were soaping each other up and brushing up against each other, their wet sudsy cocks wagging.

Suddenly it was decided that we all go to a public bath. These are very common in Korea and sually very nice. You go in totally naked – not towels or anything. Apparently there was one owned by the coach that was exclusively for wrestlers. They said there was even a wrestling mat in one of the saunas for high stakes matches. I wasn’t sure what that was, but Jin looked and me and nodded. I think he wanted revenge.

So we all dried off and walked a couple blocks to this nondescript building with no signage. We too the elevator to the 12th floor and there was an old guy at the desk who seemed to know everyone as we walked in.

We went to the lockerroom and stripped naked and began the process of scrubbing each other down before we set foot in any of the pools of hot mineral water.

I sat down on a little stool and turned on the water when this guy I hadn’t even met yet pulled up another little stool and started washing my back. “Later we can wrestle some more, but a different kind of wrestling – more dangerous,” he said. I started feeling a little bit scared, but lost all my inhibitions when he had me get up and lean over so he could clean my anus with the sponge. After that he ran his soapy hands up my thighs and scrubbed on either side of my balls, momentarily slipping his index finger up my anus again to make sure that was squeaky clean.

He rinsed me off and took his place in front of a water tap. It was my turn to wash him, I guessed. So I took the sponge and ran it down his smooth chiseled abs, stopping at his crop of thick black pubes. The soap side drizzled down his cock and i found myself leaning into him, resting my chin on his forehead and brushing his cauliflowered ear with my nose.

I slid the sponge down more, rubbing his penis and making him hard. I rubbed the soap into his pubic hair, making a thick lather to lubricate my finger as i slid it up his asshole. I had one hand on his cock and one up his ass and he sounded like he was about to burst.

Suddenly his whole body seized up and cum flooded out of his cock and onto the show wall. Without acknowledging that anything had happened he took the shower head and rinse off the semen off his penis.

Now we were ready to joint the other wrestlers who were soaking in the hot mineral water. By new buddy and I were both flaccid now and our cocks flopped around as we made our way over. After a few minutes of soaking everyone started moving to another room. Jin signaled for me to join. He led me into this big cave-like room with a wrestling mat in the middle. It was hot. This was a dry sauna and we were all sweating already. Two of the lighter weight wrestlers rant to the center of the mat and faced each other in a square stance.

Suddenly they sprang into action. One of them managed to get a headlock on the other and threw him to the mat. His dick slapped against his leg as he hit the mat and tried to turn to avoid getting pinned. They were both so sweaty that neither could get a good hold. And the mat was so wet they were just sliding around. It was like oil wrestling, but really it was sweat wrestling.

The naked wrestlers slid over to the side of the mat where i was sitting just as one of them sunk a nice cradle onto his opponent. All I could see was this guys big hairy balls and his thigh hole as he tried desperately to kick free. Too late, one of the other guys slapped a puddle of sweat on the mat and declared the match finished. The beaten wrestler looked pretty devastated. I figured that maybe he had gotten groped pretty hard in the action, but that wasn’t it.

He kneeled down in the referee’s position and the winner came up behind him with a rock hard erection. Two other guys came up and slipped a condom onto his rod and instead of squirting on some lube, the ran their fingers through his har and rubbed his sweat over his cock. Then the bent down and helped spread the defeated wrestler’s ass cheeks as the winner plunged into him.

“Ahhhhhh!!” he cried as the champion rode him.

Shut up he ordered as he grabbed the back of his head and rubbed it in the mat. The beaten man’s cries turned into quiet moans the champ pumped harder. We all looked on in silence. ALl you could hear was the rythmic slap of champions pelvis into the defeated man’s ass. The champ withdrew suddenly, peeled off the condom and turned his fallen prey over to his back. To humiliate him even more he sat on his chest and spewed right in the guy’s face.

He got up put one foot on his opponents belly as another wrestler held his hand up in victory. The beaten man slunk over to a corner. He wasn’t even allowed to go wash off the cum. He had to sit there till we were through with the champion’s semen on his face.

I looked up and Jin was standing in front of me. It was time.

We locked up and pushed each other around for a while, trying to secure some kind of hold. I managed to slip both my arms under his armpits, but my hands were so sweaty i couldn’t lock them behind him. I tried to get down more, rubbing my face all over his sweaty chest, but that didn’t work either. We broke apart and Jin went in for a single leg takedown. He straddled my leg, and i could feel his cock pressing against my knee. His wiry pubes were wet and soft, sticking against my leg. The mat was so slick that i lost my balance and fell. Jin came down on me with his full weight. I could barely breathe and the heat was making it worse. I wanted to give up, but Jin was pretty well hung and I knew that cock would hurt going in.

We slid around on the mat for a while all of the sudden, Jin somehow got some leverage and flipped me onto my back. But he wasn’t facing me. I looked up to see his big smooth brown ass covering my face. I didn’t even know if I was pinned, but boy did I have a face full of him. I was groaning and gasping for air at the same time. Jin had his head on my belly and pulled up a little big so his big hairy balls spilled over my mouth. I felt him press my shoulders into the mat and then he sat up, sitting directly on my face.

He beat me and he was enjoying it. He let up a little and moved forward as another wrestler drove my mouth into his anus. “Lick it loser!” Jin yelled. I stuck my tongue out and slipped it up his sweaty hole. I knew were were going to be wrestling buddies, but I didn’t realize we’d be this close. Jin moaned as my tongue darted in and out, his sphincter quivering a i blew cold air on it.

Then Jin got off me and ordered another wrestler to spladle me. This was humiliation. I got to my hands and knees so another sweaty naked wrestler could wrap himself around me and stretch my ass wide open.

It a painful hold to being with, but it was even worse when Jin plowed into me. He grunted with each thrust, but i stopped myself from screaming. I didn’t want to give him that satisfaction.

He pulled out of me, ripped off the condom and stood up, shoving his cock in my face. Then he grabbed my head and shoved it into his penis. I opened my mouth and swallowed it. Jin seemed to like this even more because it just took a minute or so of work to get him to the verge. Jin was groaning louder now and I was waiting for him to pull out and cream all over my face, but suddenly I felt a gush of warm salty liquid pouring into my mouth. I kept sucking, trying to swallow ever bit of Jin’s spunk. Finally he was done. He stood up and dragged me to my feet too. The ref raised his hand in victory and Jin made m kiss his bicep as he flexed.

We sat down next to each other on the side of the mat to watch some other guys battle. I kept getting a hard on, so Jin jerked me off on some other wrestler who had just got beat. My white cum coated his black spiky hair and he had to keep it there will we were done.

After it wrapped up, we all went back to the shower room. We had a lot of cleaning up to do.

“How often do you guys do this?” I asked Jin. Only on special occasions he said. “This was your initiation to the wrestling team.”