Defeated By A Smaller Man

Hiroki humbles his opponent

I was visiting Vancouver with my buddy Jitender, an old wrestling buddy from high school. Jitender came from a long line of wrestlers in India and he was state champ in our highs school at 220 lbs. He also wrestled in college but eventually gave it up to concentrate on his studies.

We were on our way to my friend Hiroki’s place. Hiroki was this Japanese dude I met a while back, who turned out to be a great submission wrestler. He was only about 160 lbs. but he was a tough motherfucker and he loved to take down bigger guys and make them submit.

Hiroki had a spare bedroom in his apartment that he’d converted into a small wrestling room.  When Jitender and I arrived, Hiroki was just getting out of the shower and answered the door wearing only a towel. We entered his apartment and he waved us into the bedroom where he quickly dropped his towel onto the floor and began fishing around in a drawer for some clothes. Hiroki was around 40 years old, but he still had a rippling six pack and smooth defined pecs with nipples that just begged to be licked. He had very little body hair except for a thick carpet of wiry black pubes leading to his nice cut cock. Hiroki pulled a black jockstrap out of the drawer and then grabbed a skimpy pair of white lycra square cuts.

“You guys want to change up?” he asked as Jitender and I stood watching him get dressed.

We threw down our bags and stripped naked. Jitender was a big beefy dude with a nice hairy chest and forest of soft black pit hair. The fur on his belly blended in with his dense bush surrounding a cock that was as thick as a soda can. His balls were hairy and low hanging, but his ass wasn’t quite so furry – just a line of dark brown fuzz lining his crack.

Jitender didn’t bother with underwear. He took out a red lycra singlet and pulled it on. He also didn’t bother pulling the straps over his shoulders. Instead he tucked them inside so they were more like shorts.

I always wear a jock when I wrestle, so I slipped mine on and grabbed my black and white fight shorts.

“Alright dudes, let’s wrestle!” Hiroki said as he led us to the mat room.

“You guys go first, I’ll ref,” I said. Hiroki was obviously excited to take on Jitender. He knew he didn’t have much submission wrestling experience and he was eager to prove himself against such a big burly dude.

Hiroki and Jitender shook hands and went at it. Jitender easily took Hiroki down, and pinned him repeatedly, but that wasn’t the object here. And he was about to find out that size doesn’t matter so much when it comes to submission style. Hiroki was on his back, but managed to catch Jitender in a triangle. The big man got to his feet and tried to shake Hiroki off, but Hiroki was climbing all over him like a monkey and maneuvered onto Jitender’s back.

Before the big Indian man knew what hit him, Hiroki had sunk his arm around his neck, pulled him down to the mat and started choking him out. His drove his ankles down deep into Jitender’s hairy thighs and he began to constrict his hold around his neck. I stuck my head into the action and asked Jitender if he was ready to give up. He was grunting and struggling to breathe. He couldn’t quite believe that this little Japanese guy was doing this to him, but he also seemed to realize that he was beat and there was nothing he could do about it. Finally, Jitender tapped, unable to say the words “I give.”

Hiroki loosened the hold so the big man could breathe, but he wasn’t done. Jitender tried to get up, but Hiroki still was controlling him. Then Hiroki reached down and slid his hand into Jitender’s singlet. Jitender looked shocked as Hiroki grabbed onto his thick cock. Using his feet, Hiroki peeled Jitender’s singlet down revealing his hardening penis. Hiroki moved his hand up to Jitender’s head, rubbing it in his hair to get some sweat for lubricant. Then he came back rubbing Jitender’s cock until it was rock solid and the big man was groaning in a mixture of agony and ecstasy. As Hiroki pumped harder, Jitender seized up and let out a load moan as thick white semen gushed out of his cock and onto the mat. Hiroki finally let go and pushed Jitender onto his belly – right into a puddle of his own cum. Hiroki got up and placed his right foot on the fallen giant’s back and I raised his arm in victory.

“OK buddy, you’re next,” Hiroki said to me.

Jitender rolled over and slowly got up.  He felt totally humiliated and his belly hair was matted down with sticky dried cum, but he had work to do. He had to referee my match with Hiroki.

Hiroki and I approached each other cautiously. I found myself on my back with Hiroki on top in the north-south position, which is basically like 69. All I could see was his bulging balls and the black outline of his jockstrap in his tight white shorts. He lowered his balls onto my face and I caught his head in between my legs. We squeezed each other tight and both started to get hard as we rubbed out crotches in each other’s face.

Finally Hiroki broke the hold and swung around to face me. I must have been distracted at this point because somehow Hiroki got me in one of his killer headlocks and squeezed so hard I thought he was going to rip my head off. I was in trouble. I could see Jitender watching me struggle as my smaller opponent took control. “Give up?” Jitender asked. I held out for a minute longer, but Hiroki was too strong. He had me and I had to admit defeat. I slapped the mat furiously with my left hand and Hiroki let go. I could breathe again. It felt great.

But a second later I looked up to see Hiroki’s hairy dick hanging down above my head. He grabbed me by the hair and drove his cock into my mouth. I swallowed it and began to suck. Hiroki thrust harder, fucking my face and suddenly pulled out. He shoved my head down to the mat and exploded in a shower of warm milky cum. It sprinkled all over my face and dripped down my nose and my cheeks like a hot salty rainstorm. Hiroki let out a long deep groan and slowly stood up. He pressed his bare foot against my face and rubbed his cum over my face. His balls dangled over me as Jitender raised his arm in victory.

I grabbed a handful of the champ’s spunk and started to jerk off. What an incredible sight: a 160lb. Japanese guy demolishing two big men like us and leaving us humiliated and soaked with cum. I shot my wad as Hiroki looked down at me and smiled. He grabbed my semen soaked hand and lifted me up. Then gave me a sticky pat on the back as we all piled into the shower.