Wrestling with Jack Part 1

Wrestling with Jack: Part 1

by harold bates

The story invovles sexual activity between to teenage boys. If its illegal to read where you are then please don't! This my first time writing a story for nifty so I hope its ok!

At last the day had finally arrived! My parents were leaving on a 5-day trip to Norway, to celebrate the renewal of their vows. I was 15-years-old at the time, an only child, and would have the house to myself for that entire time. I knew that, my mother was worried I was going to, leave the house a mess or worse, burn it down. But she also believed this was the chance for me to prove myself a responsible adult. But I only had one thing on my mind, inviting Jack over. Despite being in the year below me at school, 14-year-old Jack, was my closest friend. We were once next-door neighbours, until his parents moved to the other side of town. However, we still attended the same school, and kept up the effort to visit each other. Jack and I had arranged it with our parents that he would spend the entire five days with me. It was the summer holiday after all, no school work to be done, we had nothing but time. But Jack did not suspect the kind week I had in mind.

My name is Adam, and I suppose I will begin my story when I woke up in the early morning of the Monday my parents were leaving. It was 5 am when I awoke, earlier than usual, but my parents had quite an early flight and my father’s heavy footsteps and my mums not so quiet nattering was not something I could sleep through. They had drilled me the night before on what to do and who to call in case of an emergency, or if I felt unsafe. Therefore, assuming I was asleep they did not disturb me. It was okay with me, I was hard, horny and naked and didn’t fancy changing that. So, I lay there in bed trying to resist the urge to masturbate, toying with my erect nipples thinking of how I was going to seduce Jack. For Jack was more than a friend to me, his beauty was like unlike any other person I knew. Now I’m older, I understand I have no particular type when comes to male anatomy, but Jacks features suited him in a heavenly manor. He had soft white skin, with hazel hair that fell past his ears. His eyes were light brown tinged green. He had perfectly straight white teeth a feature made more noticeable with the wide smile he often wore. At about 5.5 ft he was still growing and about half a head shorter than me. Myself, I had short cropped dark brown hair, which suited my naturally tanned skin. My eyes are blue and exist on a long face. I worked out at least once every other day, which had left my body with a good definition but not overly muscular.

In the end, the urge to have a wank became to and I orgasmed just as my parents were walking out the front door to their taxi. A good omen if I ever saw one. Wanking thoughts had obviously been what I planned to do with Jack over the coming days. We had never done anything overtly sexual before, nor had we come out to each other or ever discussed the subject of sex at all. However, I had good reasons to believe I would be able to make him mine. For one he never discussed girls, not even in the meekly pretending way to better fit in as I did with my friends. Of course, this alone did necessarily mean he was queer, he may well have just been reserved. The main cause of my suspicion came from our many wrestling sessions. While overt sexual activity we had not done, our wrestling involved some subtle and not so subtle sexual undertones. We pretended it was all just two guys fooling around, mimicking wrestling like we saw on tv. Indeed, I would reassure myself of this for long time, until just a few months before these five days when I finally admitted that cock was what I wanted. Our play fights often start innocently enough pushing each other trying to pin each other down. But then wedgie’s would always enter the picture, followed by ball grabbing. We treated like it was just a part of the fight, but bulges of our erect dicks told a different story. We never spoke of our erections to each other, we simply did not acknowledge them. So from this, it is quite easy to understand how I believed I could seduce him.

After cleaning up my cum, I collapsed back on top of my duvet and fell back to sleep. I woke again at 7.30 and decided to get up and make breakfast. Naked as the day I was born and left my room and proceed to the stairs. My cock was erect, excited by my nudity and the possible adventures it would have in the coming week. As I entered down in to the living room I put my finger on the tip of my erect uncircumcised dick and felt the slight wetness of my slit. I brought my finger back up to my mouth and had a taste. It wasn’t really the taste I enjoyed about doing that, but more the pleasure of doing something so nasty in rooms I was normally oh so sensible in. For breakfast I fried some eggs, grilled some bacon and ate both on toasted bread. The heat of the frying pan and grill on bare skin felt so good. I suddenly wished I lived alone so I could be naked all the time. I ate my breakfast watching tv from my sofa, and then got comfy there as I waited for the time to pass by. He was due to arrive at 11 so I allowed myself to relax watching the usual shit TV that came on during week day mornings. After lying on my back for awhile I turned to my stomach enjoy the feel of my body pressing my 7 inch dick against the the leather of the sofa. I was in heaven. This time I was able to prevent myself from cumming and sat up and tried to forget about my penis for the time being.

At 10.15 I got a call from Jack.

“Hey man, so I heard you threw your parents out, is this true?” Jack said, from his voice I could tell he was smiling and that made me smile and softened dick begin to erect itself again.

“I have indeed, they’ve been gone since about half 5 this moring. I’m naked to tell the truth, because Why the hell not?” While telling him turned me on a little, it was also to test the waters for his reaction, I said it in tone that that played it off comedically.

He laughed “Are you actually?”

“Yeah! Obviously I’m gonna get dressed for when you arrive, but you know that I sleep naked and when I woke up there was no point putting clothes on. It feels great, I think I might become nudist.” I said trying to sound natural so as not to not display my arousal.

“I do that too when I know my family are gonna be away for few hours.” This surprised me.

“Really”?

“Yes, and you better get dressed quick dude, I’m almost there.”

“Woah your early!” I said jumping up and heading for the stairs

“I’ll explain when I see you in person, see you in a minute.”

He hung up abruptly as was his custom which was ok with me because freed up my other hand. I quickly found what I planned to be wearing, my navy-blue sport shorts from school and nothing else. We’d hung around shirtless before with each other so I knew this would be that shocking to him, particularly if he knew I had just been naked. As I walked down stairs I could see my cock bouncing underneath the fabric, it was bliss. As I got down stairs I heard a knock on the door. He had arrived.

When I opened the door the first thing I noticed aside from his beauty was that he had no bag with him. He was wearing a plain red top and blue jeans. These jeans were a little too large for him and whenever he wore them he would spend the whole day having to constantly lift them back up. I didn’t see he what underwear he was wearing just yet but I hoped he wasn’t too attached to them.

We hugged as was our usual greeting, then he followed me inside.

“Where’s your bag?” I asked

“I didn’t pack one, my sisters were arguing super loudly, like always, and really pissed me off, like always, so I just left. I suppose I’ll have to go back at some point, maybe tomorrow, mums at work so she probably will think I’ve taken one, I don’t care” He said with a resigned smile. The idea of him going home at some point disappointed me, but I plan of how to make him stay.

“No problem, if it comes to it you can borrow some of my smaller stuff. Your sisters make me glad I’m an only child” I said.

He smiled “If you were my brother home would be ten times better” It was a sweet thing for him to say, I was genuinely touch.

“The same goes for me, but this is all a bit sappy for 10 in the morning, isn’t it?” I chuckled. “What do you fancy doing?”

“Well…” He began “I was thinking we could play Gears of War, y’know go through the campaigns of the first 3 games together, on insane mode”

“Sounds like a plan.”

I brought the Xbox from a tv in my room to attach it to the widescreen TV down stairs inserted Gears of War 1 and we began playing. We were quite competitive with each other, always trying to show we were the better player. While in other games we did this by playing against each other, in the Gears campaign we were on the same side. Therefore, we competed by trying to prove that we were the most important member of the team. However, Jack was way more of a gamer than I was and showed my boasts, to be in truth, empty. But in this boasting to each other I would truly begin my mission to seduce Jack.

After a particularly humiliating death from me. Jack said, “You’re just dead weight in this game, I would find it easier playing on single player” It was harsh but not mean spirited, we were often like this with each other.

“Fuck off, you're leaving me with the tougher enemies while sniping them from the back, the coward’s way”

“Better than the pussy’s way” He said with a sly grin. That line was enough for me. Leapt on to grabbing his arms trying to pin him against the sofa.

“Your gonna regret the pussy boy” I said putting on a stereotypical chav voice.

“Fuck you” He resisted and put up a good fight as he always did, but I was stronger. As the athletic one of the two of us, this was my arena. We ended rolling on the carpeted floor of my living room. He was face on the floor with me sitting on this lower back. I had both his in my left hand, I knew what I was going to do with my right. The top his black boxer briefs were showing above his jeans and I was going to rip them off.

I grabbed the top of them and pulled as hard as I could, shouting “WEDGIE TIME”.

Jack moaned in pain “No…please” Between his panting, though as usual, he resisted far more softly than he could have. I placed his hands underneath my arse to free up my other hand for more strength.

“I’m gonna give you the worst wedgie of your life!” I informed him. His responses were more of the same, words of pleading to stop but doing very little to try and stop it from happening. Giving him the wedgie gave me a great view of his smooth and round arse, I couldn’t wait to bury my face in it. His boxers began to rip, a little at first, then a lot. The top half Jacks boxer briefs began to separate from the rest. I stood and pulled it back over his head. He rose two as the rip circled round to his front. I pulled hard completely removing the top of his briefs from what was left. The final rip came suddenly and I actually stumbled back bit. I regained composure just in time to see Jack pull up his jeans, which had fell down a little to reveal the top of his now erect dick.

“Fuck man” He said out of breath “I can’t believe you ripped them off so easily!” I was hungry now, so I refocused us back on my mission. He loved this to, I just knew it by the fact he was hard, the fact he was treating the wet precum on my own tented shorts as if it was nothing different than normal.

“There’s still some left” I said I walked back over to him push down onto to the sofa jumped my body on top of his. I put my hand down the side of his jeans and grabbed part of the remaining fabric of his underwear.

“Am I still a pussy?” I demanded to know

“Yes” Was all he said and all he had time to say. I yanked as hard as I could. He let a moan of pain as the fabric between and his balls and crack, already weakened, now ripped entirely. I pretended to accidently put the remains of his boxer briefs underneath his t-shirt, this made him resist me a little more trying to block me from getting them back. So, I grabbed the collar of his t shirt and ripped that to. It was old and ripped easily. I tore it straight down the middle until his front was completely ripped in two. Ripping the very bottom my hand pushed against his exposed 6.5 inched hard cock. Once again, our ‘wrestling’ had forced his jeans down, this time passed his hips both cock and balls were on display. The site almost made me cum, which I felt it was too soon to do. It was time force defeat on him. I moved my hands to his pink nipples and pinched them as hard as I possibly could. At the same time, I moved my knee cap to his cock and pressed down hard.

“Who’s the pussy?” I demanded to know trying to make my voice sound viscous. He moaned and at first but then in a broken and week voice he quickly replied, “I am” his face had genuine terror on it. At first, I became scared I had taken my act too far but then I realised what made him scared. My knee cap felt wetness on it, and a familiar smell filled the air. Jack had cum.

End of part 1