This is a fictional story about the hot hunks in wrestling.
This is only fiction as I cannot presume that any of these men would consider or take part in a gay encounter. But with all that grappling and grabbing in the squared circle. One never knows.
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Wresting Hunks (14)
Steve Austin
........ I am a huge fan of wrestling. I mean what gay man is not a fan. Big hunky guys running around in tights and jumping and grappling with one another in a tight confined space. I had gone to many a wrestling show in the past. Just to see any of the hot guys I had seen through the years. Many I would have gladly wrestled personally if possible.
I had seen Steve Austin for many years. He was one of those guy that changed his persona throughout the years. I didn't care much for him when he was Stunning Steve Austin. Just didn't think he was that hot. But then he changed in later uyearsto be the mean redneck, beer guzzling 'Stone Cold'.
That's when the man got beefier and hotter. Loosing his blonde locks and sporting very tight jeans on his beefy ass and legs added to his overall sexiness now. When I a saw him at a show for the first time with his new look, at first I hated him. He was a bigger heel than before.
"Jerk. Ass" I would say
But then he came out in those jeans. This poor tights jeans that were stretched out to accommodate his thick legs and a very nice bulge. My eyes nearly fell out of my head. My dick nearly shot through my pants. Even though this guy was a total dick head in wrestling. That body was totally hot. Muscle and arms and legs like tree trunks, and that big full basket.
I would watch intently his matches. How he grappled with his opponents. His big crotch pressed to there backs and any other part of their bodies. I would find myself actually jerking off to the guy that I was supposed to hate on the show. I would sometimes actually jerk off as I watched the wrestling show on TV as well.
"He can pile drive me" I would say
"My face wouldn't leave your crotch fucker"
I watched 'Stone Cold' for several more years. Even went to some of the live shows. My eyes catching this big hunky stud in person. He was actually far better looking in the flesh so to speak
Then the other year was when it happened. It was after the gay marriage thing that passed. I had actually heard this guy defending the gay community. And it should that the man behind the wrestler wasn't a total dick head. I had a new found respect for him. And a new found lust to add.
Well I was at the show that was at the arena in my city. I somehow got a great seat near the ring and along the walkway to it. I could see all the wrestlers as they made their way to the Squared circle. My eyes lingered on the hot men sometimes to long. As I noticed some guys looking at me funny as I watched the matches.
Then Steve came out. I watched the big delicious hunk as he strode down the walkway to the ring. The jeans he wore were a constant now. At least until he got to the ring. Then he would shed them. Revealing the black tights on his massive legs.
I watched the hot stud as he made his way to the ring. My eyes glued on his bulge and thighs as he walked. His crotch shifting with each sexy stride. I felt my dick twitch in my pants again. He was more stunning as his old name sake used to say than I could have ever imagined. I wanted to jump over the low barricade between me and the walkway. I wanted to do that and drop to my knees before him and shove my face in his big crotch.
The match dint last long as Steve room out his opponent in short measure. He came back down the eisle. My eyes glued to his awesome frame and that big beautiful bulge. Then my eyes catch his. He smirked at me as he passed me. Then I looked back at his awesome ass once more as he passed me again.
"Fucking aye. What a stud" I whispered to myself
Again my dick throbbed in pants. I finished watching the rest of the matches and headed out. First i stopped by the concessions. There I saw an area selling merchandise. I ended up buying a Stine Cold shirt. But not before persuing around there for some time.
As I was leaving the building I noticed I was being followed. It was those guys that were sitting near me. I looked around and there werent but a few cars in the lot. I had stayed to long and I worried that was about to be in a world of hurt. So I moved faster to my car. It was the only one in that area of the lot. When I got to it I clicked to open it. And as I grabbed the door I was rushed and knocked to the ground. There was three of them.
"Saw you fag boy" one of them said
"Come to show, just to look at wrestlers butts"
"Fucking pussy" another one said
"We should kick this queer boys ass"
That's when one of them punched me. I hit the ground hard as I was knocked down. I knew I was gonna end up fucked up bad. Or maybe dead. But I planned on taking at least one of them down with me. So I shot forward and knock one guy over. He fell to the ground hard on his back.
"Fuckk!" He yelled
"Get him" the first guy said
Someone grabbed me and I was pulled up to my feet. Then a punch hit me midsection. Then another to my face. I was able to do what any food homo would do and went for the punchers balls. I again pulled from the one holding me and lunged forward. My handmade contact with the guys crotch. I grabbed and squeezed hard. Then when he buckled over I lay down several hard punches to his crotch. He was down.
"Faggot got my dick." He yelled
"Kill the fucker"
Then I was hit on the back of the head. I fell forward. Then the other one kicked me. Immediately I went in to the fetal position. But only one more kick landed before they stopped.
"What the fuck are you assholes doin?!" Came a masculine voice
"Leave that guy alone."
I turned to see that huge man walking towards us. Then I saw the tight jeans and familiar stride. It was Steve. The actual wrestler was coming to my aide. He pulled the kid off me and then pushed him back. Then he grabbed me and helped me up.
"You okay man" he asked
"Yeah. Thanks" I said back.
Steve saw the 'Stone Cold' shit i bought on the floor. He picked it up and handed it to me.
"This yours man?" He asked
I just nodded. Then he turned to my assailants.
"What the fuck is wrong with you boys." He growled
"Beating down oinmy fan"
"I should bust your asses"
"He is a queer Steve" the one I brought down yelled
"He's a pussy faggot man"
"He needs to be shown we don't cater to pussy boys here"
I began to worry that the big wrestler who now regarded me from the guys comment would do. He was after all the redneck beer drinking bad guy. I then worries that I was going to really get a beat down. With him helping them. I was about to turn and run. But then Steve said something I hadn't expected
"Seriously boy" he gnarled at the kid
"Jumping on his back cuz he is queer"
He grabbed him and smacked him hard upside the head. The guy fell back against his friend
"What the serious fuck is wrong with you" Steve scolded
"I don't give a flying horse fuck if he is gay"
"He is a fan"
"But he wants you man" another one blurted
"He was staring at your ass"
I just stood there. Scared that this still could turn ugly. Even if Steve was defending me. I looked at him and then away in shame. It was obvious I wanted him, and he knew it.
"Really!? He then said
"So we're you looking at my ass too"
"Seems that if you were bothering so mush to see where his eyes were only says your a queer too"
"No man. I....!" The guy started to say
"It was him"
"Shut the fuck up" Steve then growled again
"Go hime before I do to you what you did to him"
The guys looked at Steve dumbfounded
"Yes sir" one said
Then the three ran off. Leaving me there with Steve.all I wanted to do was go home. I still had no idea what was going to happen. I feared now the only one who was gonna kick my ass was Steve now.
"Umm. Thanks Mr Austin" I said barely looking at him
"Hell that's okay man" he replied
Then he reached for me and placed his big beefy hand on my shoulder. I flinched as I still was afraid of a fist uo my face. Which now throbbed from the punches I did receive.
"Like I told then butt fucks" he reiterated
"Don't care if you are gay son"
"You deserve respect. Like everyone else"
I looked at his eyes. They softened. They were actually nice. Histone was soothing. So I started to feel like I would be okay.
"Sit man. Your bleeding" he the. Said
His eyes were up near my head. I really he'd up and felt a warmth on my forehead. I touched my finger to it and then saw a bit of blood. I pondered how it happened. Must have been when I was knock hard to the ground . must have hit my head. Steve looked at me with concern. He grabbed me and pulled me back towards the arena.
"Let's go back into the building" he stated
"Wanna make sure you don't have a concusion or something
"Uhhmm. Okay." I said back
Steve lead me back to the building. He mentioned something about there being a nurse on hand at the arena during shows. He lead me back inside and through some double doors beyond the concessions. I was lead into the bowels of the place by this big handsome hunk. He was soo close i could smell him. The clean showered scent coming off his body was nice. His thick arms leading me to the nurse in the building.
"My friend here was in a fight outside the building" he said to her
"Ran the fuckers off "
His strong hand grabbed my shoulder and gently squeezed it. He also winked at me. I almost blushed from his action. His hand on my shoulder felt good.
I sat there and let the nurse tend to my wounds. She also checked to make sure I didn't have a concusion.
What was nice was that Steve stayed there with me the whole time. I looked at the handsome face and hot body shoved into his tight clothes. From where he sat I could see between his legs. He was in a stool and sat there with one leg up on the first rung and one near stretched out before him.
"Omg. Look at that crotch" my head boomed
It was a gorgeous crotch. The position of his sitting showed his cock pressed towards and down the stretched thigh. I lovely lump moving down the man's legs. My dick pulsed in my own pants as I looked over at him. My lips grew parched and I licked at them. That's when Steve looked over at my face. I was staring right at his crotch and he knew it. His hand then went to that thick thigh just under his bulge. Then his hand moved up onto the bulge and he squeezed it. His eyes finding mine as I looked up.
"Shiit!" My head shouted
"He saw you, you idiot"
When the nurse was done with my injury, she suggested I stay there for a bit.
"Just relax for a spell." She said
"I'll be in the other office doing some paper work"
"Came me if you need anything"
"He'll be fine" Steve answered back
"I'll stay with him til he is ready to leave"
"Okay" she said back
The she left us there. Closing the door behind her. Steve stood up and looked at me. Then to the door. Then back again. I was going to get up to leave. But he pushed me back to the table.
"Just relax buddy" he said
"Nurse said to"
Then he stepped back and walked to the door. I looked at his awesome ass. It was surely the greatest ass in the world. Then i heard a 'klak'. Steve then turned around. I realized he had locked the door. He came back closer to me again. Then his hand went down to cup his big crotch. He rubbed at himself down there as he stood just a few feet from me.
"So buddy. You like me do ya" he said
"Well yeah" I answered
"You get a bad wrap is all"
"Noo. Not what I mean son" he came back
He started to grope at his growing jeans bulge. I could see his cock starting to trail down towards his thigh.
"I mean this" he then said
He squeezed his dick through the jeans. I could see the tube between his gripping fingers.
"Those boys were right" he then stayed
"Assholes that they were"
"But they were right"
"What.. What do you mean" i snapped back
Trying to sound offended at his suggestion.
"It's okay son" he said as he came closer to me
"I get gay guys always trying to hit me up"
Then he reached for my hand. He grabbed it and pulled it to his crotch. It was a quick move and unspexpected. He placed my hand over his covered dick. He then gently squeezed it.
"This what you want son" he then said.
I couldn't even respond. The touch to his awesome crotch sent a quiver through me. Lust boomed in my head. There I was with the object of my lust. Sitting on a medical table and my hand on his delicious looking crotch. I was dumbfounded to say the least. I just stared at his crotch. The up to his handsome face. I licked my lips. That was the only answer I could give. Which he took as affirmation.
"Then get over here and suck this" he ordered.....................
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