Getting Some 33-Sex at the Wrestling Camp by Mark James
I went to a wrestling camp during the summer. I wanted to make the team the next year and I had to get better if I was going to do that. The camp was almost like a dude ranch except we wrestled instead of riding horses. The camp was set in the wilderness and there were no distractions.
I didn't know anybody there, but there were guys from all over the country. They were all gorgeous. They were not all beautiful but they were all well built-mostly long and lean-just the way I like them.
I was in a perpetual state of horniness from the moment I arrived. I wasn't the only one though. We were all wearing singlets and even if a guy didn't have a hard-on you could see the outline of his cock just like you could see the definition of every muscle on every guy's body.
It was interesting to watch each match. If a guy went into the match without an erection, he had one when he finished. All of those muscular young bodies rubbing against each other really got the hormones flowing. It obviously didn't matter if you were gay or not everyone always seemed to have an erection.
Being gay, of course I took advantage of the situation. When I was wresting with a guy I got in as many feels as I could without being obvious. Because of my weight class during the first day I seemed to always be paired up with one of two guys. If this was going to be the way it was for the whole 10 days I was going to have to be less obvious.
After all of the classes were over in the afternoon we hit the showers and had the rest of the day to ourselves.
One of the two guys I wrestled with asked, "Jim and I are going to walk in the woods. Do you want to come along?"
"Sure," I said, "It will be nice to stretch my legs."
We carried on a casual conversation as we walked into the woods.
After we were in the woods a good half a mile, Jim said, "Lets see where that path leads," and led us off on a side trail.
The trail narrowed to a track and the trees pressed against the trail.We had been walking side by side and now we were brushing shoulders with each other.
Suddenly they both stopped and Paul said, "This is far enough."
I turned around and said, "What do you mean?"
He said, "If you want to suck our cocks, this is as good a place as any. You've had you hands all over our cocks all day so it's a given that you are gay. You've kept us horny all day so here is your chance to suck us off."
They both pulled out their hard cocks and I didn't argue. I just dropped to my knees and took Paul's cock in my mouth and sucked on it while I used my hand to jack Jim. After a while I switched over and sucked on Jim's cock for awhile and jacked Paul.
"Suck me off," said Paul, who wanted my sole attention.
I knelt in front of him and repeatedly deep throated his cock and it didn't take long before he yelled, "I'm coming," and dropped his load in my mouth.
I took his load, swallowed it and turned my attention to Jim. I was too late. He had been jerking his cock and as I went to take his cock in my mouth he shot his load onto my head. I swiftly captured his cock with my mouth and, at least, got part of his load. I swiftly got out my cock and jacked off as I savored what was left of Jim hard cock and residual come.
I stood up, took out my handkerchief and wiped the come off of my head.
Jim said, "You really like sucking cock don't you?"
"Yep, Any time, anywhere," I said.
Paul said, "I don't think you will have a problem keeping your mouth full. If we can find a place you can suck me off at least 3 times a day. I don't know about Jim."
"You can count me in," said Jim.
So having assuaged our horniness we walked back to the camp discussing wresting moves.