The following is a description of sexual relations between consenting adult males. If you are underage or if this type of story offends you, please read no further. Thank you.
ARMY TALES - SICK CALL Chapter 2
The weekend with Greg didn't work out. He had duty on Sunday and I had duty on Saturday. We promised each other that we would get together soon. My balls ached for him. I wanted his body next to mine again. I wanted his big cock in my mouth and up my ass. Damn, that guy turned me on. That Sunday the barracks was a ghost town. For that matter, most of the base was deserted. I spent some time at the service club but soon got bored and headed back to the barracks. I walked into the barracks and into the latrine to take a piss. I pulled out my dick and started to pee when I felt someone was looking at me. I turned to the shower room and there was Kowalchek drying himself off. He was drying his hair and I got to stare at his dick for a second. A nice piece of meat. A very nice piece of meat. Stan was nineteen, six foot four and about two fifty-five. He had short brown hair and except for his pits and crotch, was practically hairless. He had a fair build. Not really muscular but not overweight either. Just the kind of body you would like to cuddle with.
"Gettin' a boner, Woody"?
"Wha'"?
"Looks like your growin' a bone there man."
I realized that I indeed was getting aroused by his nudity. I looked away from him and quickly buttoned up.
"Hey, it's cool man. It happens, ya' know? That's why I'm in here. I was laying on my bunk and started getting a bone so I thought I'd better take a cold shower."
I got a little daring. "Why didn't you just whack off. Shit, we all do it you know. Don't you hear the bunks squeaking at night"?
"Yeah, but jerkin' off just doesn't do it for me. Not that I don't do it when I have to, but I'd rather do it with another person."
Did I hear correctly? Not with a girl or woman but with another person! Hmm. This could be interesting. "What do you mean, Stan"?
"Aw, c'mon Woody. Didn't you ever jerk off with a buddy"?
Hey, that was my line. "Sure," and then some, I thought to myself.
He looked at me sort of bashfully and said, "Why don't you take a shower now, Woody. And we can see what happens."
Damn, this guy didn't mess around. I couldn't believe I was being propositioned in the barracks! Talk about dangerous places. But, boy did that turn me on!
"Well, I could use a shower, I guess. Let me get out of these clothes and I'll be right back."
"Great. I'll wait here."
I must have broken the record for stripping. I grabbed my towel and without even covering myself, ran back to the latrine. When I got there, I didn't see him. Then he called to me from the back of the shower room.
"The waters nice and hot, Woody. C'mon in."
I threw my towel on the rack and strode in. He was all soaped up again and his pecker was rising.
"Hi," he said, looking me over. His glance stopped at my crotch. Mine stopped at his.
"Hi," I said, nervously. I grabbed the soap and lathered up. When both our bodies were covered with soap, he came to me and pulled me to him. Our bodies slid against each other and our dicks ground into each others crotches.
"Ain't this nice? Better than just jerking off," he said, humping my groin.
"Oh yeah. Much better," I said.
My arms felt down his back as I ground my pubes into his. My hands found his round cheeks and I fondled them. They were firm yet soft. So smooth. He pulled me under the shower and rinsed us off. Then his hand found my pecker and slowly stroked it. I thought I would cream right there. My hand sought his big sausage. He wasn't circumcised as I was and I could slide his foreskin back and forth. This was so great! I wondered how far he would go, or how far he would allow me to go. As he stroked my hard cock, he leaned forward and took my nipple into his mouth. He sucked on it and nibbled a bit on the hard nub. I moaned. His head jerked up.
"Oh, I'm sorry man. I thought you would like that."
"Oh God, I do. Don't stop." I pulled his head to my chest. He bit my nub again. I loved it. I reached between us and lifted his cock so it rested between our bellies and I inserted mine between his legs. He grasped it immediately and I fucked his thighs as he sucked my tits. I was so hot that I forgot where we were. Someone could have walked in at any time. We were very lucky no one did.
"Woody"?
"Yes,"
"Have you ever been sucked? I mean your dick"?
"Yeah, it was great. Why"?
Hesitantly, he said "Could I do it for you"?
"Oh man. Sure. Are you sure you want to? You don't have to, but I'd sure love it." I rambled.
"I've never done it but I think I'd like to try with you if it's okay. You don't have to suck mine if you don't want to."
"Go for it Stan. Then we'll see. I've never done that before," I lied.
"You won't tell anyone, will you? I don't want the guys to make fun of me."
"No. I promise. I won't tell anyone."
He hunkered down and stroked my hard penis that was standing straight out at him. He looked into my eyes and then at my cock and tongued the head. Then he took it into his mouth. The feeling was fantastic! I was being sucked by a virgin. I looked down at his huge body squatting before me, his thick, long pecker sticking out from his dark haired groin. I ran my hands over his smooth back and up to his head, playing with his ears as he inhaled my rod. I'm not that big so he had little trouble taking all six inches. I felt his nose in my pubes. His fingers played with my nuts as his mouth pistoned in and out. I couldn't hold on for long.
"I think I'm going to shoot, Stan. I'm real close."
He didn't pull away. Instead he grabbed my hips and pulled me into him. My dick was down his hot, warm throat. And I exploded! I grabbed his broad shoulders and ejaculated into his belly, volley after volley of my semen coated his throat and tongue. I couldn't believe he wasn't gagging, this being his first time. He sucked like a calf at his mothers teat. Shortly, I had to stop him. My cock was too sensitive for his tongue. He looked up at me and smiled. He opened his mouth and I could see my white cum on his tongue. I lifted him to his feet and kissed him deeply, tasting my jism on his tongue. I was wiped out. He really drained me. But I looked down and saw he was harder than ever.
"That was something else, Woody. I always wondered what it would feel like to have a guy shoot in my mouth. Your cum is sweet and you have a nice dick."
"Now, let me return the favor," I said.
"No, Woody. You don't have to. Really." This big ox was being so sweet it choked me up. But I wanted to be choked by his big log.
"I want to, Stan. I really do. I just hope I can please you as you have just pleased me." I kissed him again and then took his nipple into my mouth and sucked it hard as I stroked his eight plus inches. I then got down as he did and tasted his foreskin. I sucked on it and ran my tongue over it and inside it. I swabbed his cockhead and tasted his precum. Then I licked the thick shaft to his low hanging balls. I took one at a time into my mouth as he moaned his appreciation. My hands felt his muscular legs and up to his butt. I pulled back his foreskin and swabbed his head again. I stuck my tongue into his slit to get more of his precum. I don't know how I did it, but I took his thick shaft into my mouth and slowly took it down my throat. He was moaning and holding my head trying not to force me deeper although that's what his loins were telling him to do. I know the feeling well. He could have strangled me with that cock, but then I would have died happy. My eyes watered from the strain. Fortunately for me, the excitement of sucking his first dick was too much for him and it didn't take long before I felt his gusher. I drank from his spout and pulled back so my tongue could taste his seed. It was warm and sweet and nutty. And there was a lot of it. I guess he didn't masturbate that often, like he said. He filled me and my knees ached and my jaw ached even more. But it was worth it.
"Oh, thanks Woody. That was fantastic! I always imagined it but it was even better than I thought."
"You were pretty great yourself, Stan. Especially for your first time. Wow! Ya know, I never pegged you as being gay."
"I'm not. I like girls but I wanted to try it once. That's all. I'm glad it was with you. You're a real nice guy."
"Shit, Stan. I don't know what to say. Didn't you take a big chance. What if I would have ratted on you. Life would be hell for you here."
"That's just it, Woody. No one knows yet, but Tuesday is my last day. I'm being transferred to another post. I figured this was the time for it. I decided to take a shower and I would try to get the first guy who walked in. I was just lucky it was you. Actually, I knew you didn't go off base, so the odds were for you," he added shyly. "Besides, I noticed you a few times staring at my dick and ass."
"That's not all I was staring at. You have a real nice body, all of it. I wish we had more time. I'd really like to get you into the sack for a day or two. I'm flattered you wanted me to be your first. Thanks man," I said and then planted another kiss on him. "You know there is another way guys have sex, if you're up to it," I winked. We both looked down at his pecker and it began to rise.
"Aren't we pushing our luck"?
"The way you cum so fast, I hope you get it all in before you shoot," I laughed.
"I'm game if you are. I'm pretty big you know."
"I know," I said, rubbing my jaw. "Take it easy, okay."
I bent over in the shower and grabbed the pipes against the wall. Like any other teenager, Stan was full hard in seconds. He held my hips and slowly entered my body. God, it hurt! But I wanted his cock. Besides, he wasn't as big as Greg and I knew he was going to fuck me next time we got together. I spread my legs as wide as I could. He poured some shampoo over my backside and it flowed down my ass crack and over his throbber and it made the entry easier. With the shower streaming over us, I was still sweating from the pain. Soon he was in and I felt his wiry pubes against my smooth butt. He stopped for a while to let me get used to his size. The pain subsided and he began stroking, in and out. Slowly at first but picking up speed. This guy was a great fucker, with a great fuck stick! He humped me 'til I thought I'd shake the pipes loose. Then suddenly, he grabbed my hips and thrust his pelvis into my butt and lifted me off my feet! With my feet planted against the wall, he held me and fucked me deeply. I didn't know if it was his strong arms or mighty penis that was holding me up. Then his lips attacked my neck and as he sucked my flesh, I felt his hot semen spraying my insides. What a feeling. He tried not to yell out but he let loose with a loud moan as he emptied his nuts into my rectum. He pulled me tightly against his big chest and grabbed my dick and stroked it. Just as I felt his softening manhood withdraw from my ass, I shot my wad all over the shower room wall.
We showered up, washing each other all over. Both dicks were very sensitive and that made it even more fun. We dried off and I went to my bunk and fell asleep for a few hours. It was a hell of a day! Oh yeah, I had one hell of a hickey to explain to the guys who knew I hadn't left the post that weekend.
After that session with Stan and being that Greg already had me so turned on with that beautiful muscular body of his, I felt I should do something about mine. At this time I was pretty fit but not exactly muscular. Actually, not muscular at all. The Battalion had a field house which was available to the troops. Most of the guys used it to shoot hoops but there was also some weight equipment. So after Stan had left and after dinner one night, I changed to T-shirt, gym shorts, jockstrap and sneakers and walked over to the field house. I hoped the weight section was not too crowded. All I needed was a couple of muscle jocks sneering at my kick-sand-in-his-face body. On the other hand, a few studs with bulging biceps and straining nipples would keep me in wet dreams for a while. If I was really lucky, I might just spy a jock strap or two up the leg of a pair of loose shorts. Hey, this workout idea might not be bad after all. Good thing I was wearing a jock because by this time little Woody was acting up.
It was a warm night, but then every night was warm in Louisiana. As I approached the field house it appeared to be rather deserted. I could see what seemed to be a low light coming from one area inside. As I got to the door, I read the notice. Open from 1800 hrs. to 2200 hrs., Mon., Wed., and Fri. Today was Thursday. Shit! There goes my wet dream. And I was getting really horny at this point. A thought came to me to walk over into the woods and work off a load. Man, nothing turns me on more than thinking about getting naked and having sex in the woods, except maybe actually getting naked and having sex in the woods. Don't even need a partner, although that would be fantastic! Just the two of us, naked, sucking and fucking in nature. Entirely uninhibited! Balls, my dick was like a rock! Hope no one is looking over here. I looked down at my crotch and my shorts had a small wet spot. My precum was leaking through my jock. Then I looked up at the door and saw that the padlock was missing and the latch was open. Maybe someone was inside. I thought I had seen a light as I approached the building.
I quietly opened the door and walked into the entry area. From there I peeked into the gym. I noticed the weight lifting area to the right and some other equipment, like a pommel horse and high bar to the left. Not a bad setup. But it was deserted. It was very dark but I could see a small area lighted at the far end. Using my Army training, I worked my way around the gym floor staying against the dark walls. The bleacher seats were still down from the last basketball game, so I snuck under and behind them. This kept me pretty much invisible. As I approached the lighted area, I could make out a few shapes. I saw the parallel bars first but they were somehow different. Like something was in front of them. About ten feet forward of the equipment was a man seated in a chair with something bulky at his feet. The seated man had his back to me, but as I got closer I could make out what he was looking at. What I saw made my heart jump and my dick rise again.
There was someone hanging from the parallel bars! His arms were outstretched and his hands were secured to the bars. The rest of his body hung free. Except for his Army issue, white, boxer shorts, he was naked. I thought, what the fuck is going on here? Then the seated man spoke. I was too absorbed in the scene before me to understand him but his voice was familiar. Where had I heard it before? Then the object at his feet moved. It was another man! Oh man, this is too much. He was lying on the floor and was wearing a hood or mask of some sort over his head. Not just his face, but the entire head! And he was butt naked. No, wait. Maybe not. At a command from the seated man, he rose up. He was magnificent! What a fuckin' body! He was about five foot ten inches and weighed about one hundred seventy pounds and not an ounce of fat. He was total muscle! Not body builder champ muscle, but, shit I could lick that body forever muscle. His developed pectorals were covered with a fine coating of dark hair. The hair was sparse so you could see his tanned skin underneath. His broad chest tapered to a hairless belly and a narrow waist and slim hips. His legs were like small oak trees. He was wearing what looked like a black leather jock or posing strap. He was like a leopard in his movements. Oh yeah, he also wore a collar around his neck which was attached to a leash. The seated man held the other end.
The leopard man strode into the shadows for a moment and then it got brighter in the gym. He had turned on a few more lights. I got a better look at him as he returned. There was something familiar about him too, but I couldn't put my finger on it. Then the seated man spoke again. Fuck! How could I have missed it? I heard this voice every day. But everything in me said it can't be. Not him. But it was. It was Sgt. Foley, my platoon Sgt.!
I worked my way around under the seats to get a better view of the entire scene. Then I could see Sarge sitting there, big, black and completely naked. Not a stitch on. My head was spinning. He stood up and approached the man hanging from the bars. He was familiar too. I think he was in the next platoon. He was about eighteen or nineteen and not bad looking. He had a pretty good body but not as good as the leopard man. He had nice pecs and nice sized nipples. His arms were pretty nicely developed too. His legs needed a little work though. Except for his brush cut head and his arm pits, he was hairless from what I could see. He was still wearing his shorts. His face and forearms were tanned but the rest of his body was like milk. Guess he hadn't been down here very long or just avoided the sun. Next to Sarge, he looked like a snowman. Sarge grabbed him by the hair and whispered something into his ear. Then Sarge ran his hand down the boy's body to his crotch. He groped the boy through his shorts and the boy moaned and his body went taut. Sarge laughed as he bent down to lick the boy's hard nipples. Sarge then rubbed his groin against the boys thigh and sucked on his neck. The kid was going to have one huge hickey in the morning!
Then Sarge turned to return to his seat. His cock was up full hard and dripping and must have been over ten inches long and thick as my wrist! What a fuckin' pole! As he sat back down, he spoke to the leopard man.
"Happy Birthday, he's all yours. You've been a good slave for me. This is your reward."
The leopard man crawled on his knees to Sarge and dropped his head into Sarge's lap. He licked Sarge's precum and took his pole down his throat. His head was still in the hood so I couldn't see his expression, but I assume it was one of thankfulness and subservience. My cock was soaking my jock by this time. Being hidden as I was, I pulled off my shorts and jock and let my cock free in the cool air. I was afraid to stroke it as I would have shot almost immediately. I didn't want to miss any of this. Sarge lifted the hooded head from his groin and said, "You are so good. Enjoy my gift to you." With that, he pulled his slave up and gave him a pat on his hard ass.
Leopard man rose up and walked to the boy. The boy was almost in tears. "Please don't hurt me." He sobbed. "I've never done this before. I'm straight, please don't rape me!" The man stood in front of the almost naked boy and ran his hands down his body. The boy shivered. The man rubbed the boys nipples and pinched them and they hardened. Lips and teeth immediately attacked the virgin nips. The boy moaned and there was some trace of movement in his boxers. The man then walked behind the boy and crouching, ran his hands up the boys legs to his shorts and then inside the shorts to his buttocks. He pulled the legs of the shorts as high as he could and licked and sucked on the boys smooth white butt. Pulling the shorts in back made the front tight and the outline of the boys penis and scrotum was fully evident. The boy was becoming erect.
I glanced over to Sarge and saw he was fully occupied. He was slowly stroking his thick, long, uncut penis. The foreskin covering and uncovering the wet, black head. He was also tweaking his nipple as he jerked his cock. He was feeling good tonight. This entire scene was so erotic to me I gave little thought to the boy. Was he in danger? Should I step in and do something? Sure, asshole. Two hundred and fifty pound Sarge and Mr. Muscle over there would have you strung up by your balls in seconds. Let's just see what happens.
Our leopard man was now kneeling in front of the boy. He was making it last, running his hands all over the smooth youth. His pouch was stretched out. So, the jungle cat had something to show too. His hands roamed the front of the boys shorts and pulled the fly opening apart. His head jerked forward and his tongue probed the dark interior of the boys underwear. The boy moaned and pleaded him to stop. Still holding open the fly, the man sat back and looked at the boy. Suddenly, with one swift motion, he tore open the boxer shorts and ripped them from the kids body. All that remained on the boy was the elastic waist band which made him look even more naked. The kids dick was hard but not fully erect. It was a really nice pecker, about seven inches long, fairly thick and circumcised. It was leaking precum, a string hanging off the end and dropping to the gym floor.
"Why not try some toys on your slave," said the Sarge.
The leopard man opened a bag that was on the floor and emptied out about a dozen or so spring type clothes pins. Shit, this was no time for laundry.
"What are you going to do with those?", the boy whimpered.
Neither of his captors said a word. The leopard man picked up a pin and spread it open. He then sucked one of the boy nipples and then squeezed it. He placed the clothes pin over the nipple and slowly let it close tight on the tiny nub. The boy moaned in pleasure/pain. Then the same was done to the other nipple.
"Please, no more!", the boy sobbed. "It hurts too much. Please!"
But his pleading was useless. The man fondled the boys penis and stroked it a bit. The he placed a clothes pin on the loose skin on the underside of the boys cock. This was followed by three more. Then three more on the boys scrotum. The boy writhed in pain. But his dick never softened. Even more precum dripped from his piss slit and on to the wrestling mat on the gym floor. The last two pins were placed on the boys firm butt. Then the man started to play with them. He would gently pull on them and flip them with a stroke of his hands. Tears streamed from the boys eyes, but still he was hard as a rock! There was little doubt that he was enjoying the pain. I thought this was really freaky but as they say, different strokes. The man played with the pins on the boys tits and the kids cock would jump each time the pins were pulled or flipped.
"I think he's had enough for the first session," said Sarge. "Remove them."
The man removed them one by one, kissing and licking the area after they were removed. He left the nipples for last, sucking them hard and stroking the boy's cock as he sucked them.
The man stood and kissed the boy gently on the lips. The boy tried to pull away but the man held his head firm. He rubbed his body against the boys and both moaned out loud. The man stood back and pulled off his posing strap revealing a dick that looked as though it would grow to be as big as the Sarge's. His groin had a perfect triangle of dense, dark pubic hair and his full cock hung down about six inches soft. He looked like a marble statue, the sweat glistening on his body. He dropped to his knees in front of the boy and took the boys prick into his mouth. In one swift move, he totally engulfed the boys manhood down to his pubes. The boy screamed with ecstasy. He sucked that boy-man cock and fingered his hairless balls. His mouth pistoned on the love shaft as he worked a finger up the boys virgin asshole. The boy tried to squirm away but the man was persistent. The pleasure he was receiving in front was so great he barely felt the intrusion into his rear. One hand working his butt hole, a mouth working his roaring hard penis and another hand squeezing and pinching his tender nipples was too much for the young man to take. His entire body curved like a bow getting ready to loose an arrow. His head fell back and his eyes glazed over as he emptied his gonads into the mouth of the beautiful man sucking him. Over and over he shot his sweet cream, his nuts pulling up into his body. The pain and pleasure was almost too much to take. The man kept sucking, wanting to drain every drop from the boys reservoir of semen.
The boys body went limp and only the bindings around his wrists held him up. The man stood and untied the boy and gently laid him on a wrestling mat. The boys body sprawled upon the mat, glistening with sweat and his penis shrinking and dripping a mixture of semen and precum. Sarge stirred and the man immediately jumped to his huge cock. He licked the juices Sarge had produced while watching the action. As the man sucked his foreskin, Sarge reached down and felt the mans wet, hairy chest and fingered his erect rosebuds. They both moaned and Sarge pulled his head off of his pole and gestured to the boy. The man went back to the boy and cleaned his crotch with his tongue. Then he turned the boy onto his belly. The boys bubble butt stuck up into the air like two cushions on a sofa. Pink and soft and hairless. The man spread the boys legs and gently pulled his cheeks apart. Licking his lips, he plunged his face into the boys ass. The boy moaned and squirmed on the mat. He wanted to say don't, but it felt too good. He reached behind and pulled his butt cheeks apart so that the mans tongue could gain deeper access. As he wiggled on the mat, the man lifted the boy and reaching under him, grabbed the young mans' once again rigid penis and pulled it under him. Now he could lick the kids dick and eat his ass at the same time.
Once again the boy was enjoying sexual bliss. He wanted it now. He cried out for the man to fuck him. His ass had been invaded and he loved it. He pushed his butt up off the mat and awaited the joining of their two bodies. The man stoked his long peter and placed it at the entrance to the boys virgin hole. The boy was in a state of sexual frenzy. He was begging to be taken, and taken he was. The man leaned forward and plunged his massive prick into the boys hole. The boys body shot up and his eyes opened wide as did his mouth but nothing came forth. He hadn't expected that much pain. His penis immediately went soft and his body went limp. The man told him to wait and he would become used to the invasion. No one moved for a while and then the man stated stroking the boys limp pecker. Slowly it hardened and the boy relaxed his muscles. The man made love to him, slowly and lovingly. It didn't take too long for the man to become fully aroused, butt fucking that handsome teenager. He humped faster and faster and at last threw himself on top of the boy and ejected his sperm into the boys body. Their sweat mingled and the boy turned his head to kiss the hooded man. It was over.
Sarge sat there with his pole still in his hands, still unsatisfied. Come to think of it, so did I. My dick was so hard it was painful and the floor where I sat was puddled with my precum.
"You had better get back to your barracks Private. It's almost lights out." Sarge said to the boy.
"I don't know how to thank you, Sarge. When my buddy told me about you I didn't know what to expect. This was far beyond what I had hoped for. You made it feel real."
"That was the idea. Too bad it only works once. Just watch yourself if you try to pick up another guy in the company. He might not be so understanding and you will wind up in the stockade. I find it hard to believe that you have wanted to be with a man for so long but never did anything about it. You're a good looking guy. Get out there and get yourself laid. Lots of nice studs out there wanting some boy cock and boy ass."
"One last thing Sarge. Can I see what's under the hood, so to speak?" Looking at the leopard man he said, "You were fantastic and you have an incredible body. I'd love to make it with you again."
"Sorry Private," said Sarge, "can't do that. Only I know who this is and that's going to stay that way. Understand?"
"Sure Sarge. Thanks again. See ya."
The boy got dressed in the back of the gym and left. I was just about to do the same before I got caught when I heard leopard man say, "Thanks Master. That boy was a wonderful birthday present for me. He had a fine body and a really tight ass. I believe he was a virgin. Let me show you my gratitude."
With that, he unzipped and removed his hood and dropped to his knees in front of Sarge. He took Sarge's pole into his mouth and deep throated it. Sarge spread his legs and fondled the mans head. Then he pulled him off his cock and as he was about to kiss him, I recognized the leopard man. It was the guy who gave me permission to go to the hospital to see Andy. It was Lt. Hammond! Holy, fuckin' shit! Not only was the Lt. sucking Sarge's cock, he was also his slave. No wonder Sarge didn't want to leave the Army.
Sarge kissed the Lt. long and hard and then the Lt. went back down on Sarge. He sucked that big black poker and licked his foreskin clean. Sarge reached down and stroked the Lt.'s. growing cock as he was being sucked. The Lt. erupted first all over Sarge's hand and forearm and then Sarge sat back and emptied his bull nuts in the Lt.'s mouth. The Sarge fell back in his seat and the Lt. sprawled back on the wrestling mat with his arms and legs spread wide. What a sight.
Sarge suggested they catch a shower here before going back to the B. O. Q. and the barracks. I watched as the two naked bodies strode across the gym to the locker area. When they were out of sight, I crawled out from under the seats and went to the wrestling mat. It was still wet from the Lt.'s sweat and there were drops of cum from either him or the kid or maybe both. I sat on the mat and stroked my pecker. Hate to admit this, but I was so horny, I crawled naked on the mat on my belly and licked up all the cum I could find. The combination of the wet mat on my cock and body and licking the cum and remembering what had taken place here tonight had me shooting my load in no time. Didn't have to stroke it. The friction of the mat was enough. I just pushed my groin into the mat and shot my wad. Then I cleaned up after myself licking up my load. Didn't even think that someone might be watching. Can't wait to see who is going to be wrestling on this mat tomorrow.
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