It was after 2:00 a.m. and I was leaving my Pittsburgh friends and the bar to make the hour trek back home. After hanging around with alot of hot, sexy men all night, I was feeling quite horny on the drive home and my mind started wandering and thoughts of some erotic wrestling filled my imagination. There was very little traffic on the highway, but I checked out every vehicle that passed me, hoping to find a sexy guy to connect with, and had no luck. I pulled into the only rest area on the venture home, got out of the car and just looked around for a moment before heading in to the restroom. There were a few semi trucks and one lone car parked way down at the other end of the lot, a very quiet and uneventful scenario. As I headed toward the restroom, I unbuttoned the sleeveless shirt I was wearing, exposing my upper body to anyone who wanted to look, although I didn't think anyone was around. I was hopeful to gain someone's attention, but I figured it was going to be a loss because I assumed anyone in the lot were more than likely napping for safety reasons before hitting the road again. Regardless, I flung my shirt open and and strode toward the restroom with a cocky walk and even cocker attitude. I wanted to wrestle someone so badly, but knew the night was close to an end, and nothing looked promising. Once inside the restroom, I approached the sink and splashed some water on my face. I leaned into the mirror, staring at my reflection, wondering if I should have taken this one guy I met at the bar up on his offer to go home with him. He hadn't been the type that normally turns me on, but he was nice enough with average looks and a killer body, but just a little too feminine for my liking. I appreciate masculine, beefy men who are "all man" and know how to use the testosterone flowing through them, by fighting first and playing after. I pulled a paper towel from the dispenser to dry my face and hands, and turned to face the long row of urinals and chose one right in the middle. Just as I had unzipped my jeans, I heard the restroom door open. I turned to see this god-like man enter, his flannel shirt open exposing a huge cut hairy chest, and the sleeves rolled up to his shoulders exposing massive arms. He nodded at me as he approached the sink and began to wash his hands. I turned from him, staring at the wall directly in front of me and felt my dick begin to stir. I wasn't sure if this guy had seen me enter and followed me for a reason, or if he was just there to use the facility. His look and manner of dress led me to believe that he may have been interested, and I was excited at the thought. It appeared as though he had intentionally rolled up his sleeves and unbuttoned his shirt to gain some attention, yet could appear casual to others who might not think much of it. It has been my experience that men who dress in that manner or are even shirtless in public are usually looking for something. I looked over my shoulder to stare at him again and caught his reflection staring back at me. Our gaze locked, and we both stood motionless for a couple of minutes. I couldn't believe what he did next - he pulled his right arm up and popped a huge intentional bicep, making sure I took notice of his huge mass. His focus was drawn to his pose in the mirror, and without changing his pose, his eyes darted back to me watching him. Now, I'm not really ever the one to make the first move, whether it's for a date or a fight, but I just stared at him and watched as he turned from the mirror to approach the urinals. There was a long row of empty urinals, but he chose the one on my right. I quickly turned my focus to the wall again as he stood next to me, but only for a moment. When I turned to look back at him, his focus was on my semi hard cock. He then looked directly into my eyes, neither of us exchanging any words at this point. He undid his jeans and pulled out his almost fully erect dick. We just stood there for what seemed like an eternity, looking at each other and stroking our cocks. He finally broke away and took two steps back away from the urinal, his dick now hard as a rock and pulsing in front of him, and he flexed both arms, showing his muscles off to me and said, "You wanna piece of this, faggot?"
That was a loaded question because there was no denying I wanted a piece of him. As he stood before me, I felt my tongue lick my lips as I stared at his rounded pecs and succulent hard nipples and that thick erect dick that had to be about 8" long. I turned to him, and stepped into him nose to nose with a killer look on my face and replied, "The only faggot I see here is YOU, buddy!" Our dicks were touching, both seeping with precum, ready to perform to show who was the alpha. We both took a step away from each other, fists up, and the trash talking began. We both got in a couple of strikes when I stopped long enough to tell him I wanted to take this outside behind the facility near the woods. I was fearful someone would walk in on us. So, we both tucked our hard dicks back into our jeans, and zipped up and headed out the door to the back of the building and entered a clearing into the wooded area. We were out of sight from anyone who may have come by, even though those chances were slim to none since no one ever goes behind the building and given it was the wee hours of the morning. Once secure in our area, we both took on an animalistic form and ripped the shirts off and started pounding into each other, growling, cussing, and wailing into each other. We took it to the ground and started wrestling, both of us struggling to pull the pants off of the other one. It was tough for either of us to maneuver once our jeans were around our ankles, but the exhilarating feel of our naked bodies against each other gave us both the desire to dominate the other. I ended up on top of him, holding him down with his arms above his head as my tongue licked his face. His head was bobbing back and forth desperately trying to avoid my actions, but we ended up in a deep, long kiss. We had been so worked up, we both needed release, so I slid from him and got into a 69 position as we both slurped on each others wood. Once we were both relieved, I stood first and helped him up, both of us heading back to our vehicles. We chatted casually and I learned he was a trucker from South Carolina heading back home. We shook hands, agreed we both had a good time and went our separate ways. I have never experienced a match as exhilarating as this one had been since, and such spur of the moment matches are rare, although I long for another one just like this. Maybe one day I'll have the opportunity to experience it again.
Nice, love to meet you at a rest area or anywhere outside for a fight.. stripping down as we battle... when both nude and hard I'd introduce you to my boy in some crotch to face head scissors or crotch to face pins... after that our cocks could battle it out for alpha cock.. see who's gets defeated and gives...
borderman (5)
1/01/2019 11:28 AMExcellent anecdote. You struck lucky!
mondo321 (1 )
10/09/2022 6:57 PM(In reply to this)
Dam, you have my attention!!!!!
riverrat (2)
12/31/2018 2:48 PMIt was after 2:00 a.m. and I was leaving my Pittsburgh friends and the bar to make the hour trek back home. After hanging around with alot of hot, sexy men all night, I was feeling quite horny on the drive home and my mind started wandering and thoughts of some erotic wrestling filled my imagination. There was very little traffic on the highway, but I checked out every vehicle that passed me, hoping to find a sexy guy to connect with, and had no luck. I pulled into the only rest area on the venture home, got out of the car and just looked around for a moment before heading in to the restroom. There were a few semi trucks and one lone car parked way down at the other end of the lot, a very quiet and uneventful scenario. As I headed toward the restroom, I unbuttoned the sleeveless shirt I was wearing, exposing my upper body to anyone who wanted to look, although I didn't think anyone was around. I was hopeful to gain someone's attention, but I figured it was going to be a loss because I assumed anyone in the lot were more than likely napping for safety reasons before hitting the road again. Regardless, I flung my shirt open and and strode toward the restroom with a cocky walk and even cocker attitude. I wanted to wrestle someone so badly, but knew the night was close to an end, and nothing looked promising. Once inside the restroom, I approached the sink and splashed some water on my face. I leaned into the mirror, staring at my reflection, wondering if I should have taken this one guy I met at the bar up on his offer to go home with him. He hadn't been the type that normally turns me on, but he was nice enough with average looks and a killer body, but just a little too feminine for my liking. I appreciate masculine, beefy men who are "all man" and know how to use the testosterone flowing through them, by fighting first and playing after. I pulled a paper towel from the dispenser to dry my face and hands, and turned to face the long row of urinals and chose one right in the middle. Just as I had unzipped my jeans, I heard the restroom door open. I turned to see this god-like man enter, his flannel shirt open exposing a huge cut hairy chest, and the sleeves rolled up to his shoulders exposing massive arms. He nodded at me as he approached the sink and began to wash his hands. I turned from him, staring at the wall directly in front of me and felt my dick begin to stir. I wasn't sure if this guy had seen me enter and followed me for a reason, or if he was just there to use the facility. His look and manner of dress led me to believe that he may have been interested, and I was excited at the thought. It appeared as though he had intentionally rolled up his sleeves and unbuttoned his shirt to gain some attention, yet could appear casual to others who might not think much of it. It has been my experience that men who dress in that manner or are even shirtless in public are usually looking for something. I looked over my shoulder to stare at him again and caught his reflection staring back at me. Our gaze locked, and we both stood motionless for a couple of minutes. I couldn't believe what he did next - he pulled his right arm up and popped a huge intentional bicep, making sure I took notice of his huge mass. His focus was drawn to his pose in the mirror, and without changing his pose, his eyes darted back to me watching him. Now, I'm not really ever the one to make the first move, whether it's for a date or a fight, but I just stared at him and watched as he turned from the mirror to approach the urinals. There was a long row of empty urinals, but he chose the one on my right. I quickly turned my focus to the wall again as he stood next to me, but only for a moment. When I turned to look back at him, his focus was on my semi hard cock. He then looked directly into my eyes, neither of us exchanging any words at this point. He undid his jeans and pulled out his almost fully erect dick. We just stood there for what seemed like an eternity, looking at each other and stroking our cocks. He finally broke away and took two steps back away from the urinal, his dick now hard as a rock and pulsing in front of him, and he flexed both arms, showing his muscles off to me and said, "You wanna piece of this, faggot?"
That was a loaded question because there was no denying I wanted a piece of him. As he stood before me, I felt my tongue lick my lips as I stared at his rounded pecs and succulent hard nipples and that thick erect dick that had to be about 8" long. I turned to him, and stepped into him nose to nose with a killer look on my face and replied, "The only faggot I see here is YOU, buddy!" Our dicks were touching, both seeping with precum, ready to perform to show who was the alpha. We both took a step away from each other, fists up, and the trash talking began. We both got in a couple of strikes when I stopped long enough to tell him I wanted to take this outside behind the facility near the woods. I was fearful someone would walk in on us. So, we both tucked our hard dicks back into our jeans, and zipped up and headed out the door to the back of the building and entered a clearing into the wooded area. We were out of sight from anyone who may have come by, even though those chances were slim to none since no one ever goes behind the building and given it was the wee hours of the morning. Once secure in our area, we both took on an animalistic form and ripped the shirts off and started pounding into each other, growling, cussing, and wailing into each other. We took it to the ground and started wrestling, both of us struggling to pull the pants off of the other one. It was tough for either of us to maneuver once our jeans were around our ankles, but the exhilarating feel of our naked bodies against each other gave us both the desire to dominate the other. I ended up on top of him, holding him down with his arms above his head as my tongue licked his face. His head was bobbing back and forth desperately trying to avoid my actions, but we ended up in a deep, long kiss. We had been so worked up, we both needed release, so I slid from him and got into a 69 position as we both slurped on each others wood. Once we were both relieved, I stood first and helped him up, both of us heading back to our vehicles. We chatted casually and I learned he was a trucker from South Carolina heading back home. We shook hands, agreed we both had a good time and went our separate ways. I have never experienced a match as exhilarating as this one had been since, and such spur of the moment matches are rare, although I long for another one just like this. Maybe one day I'll have the opportunity to experience it again.
4fun (94 )
1/07/2019 6:31 PM(In reply to this)
Nice, love to meet you at a rest area or anywhere outside for a fight.. stripping down as we battle... when both nude and hard I'd introduce you to my boy in some crotch to face head scissors or crotch to face pins... after that our cocks could battle it out for alpha cock.. see who's gets defeated and gives...
FullNelson2U (25)
1/01/2019 4:06 PM(In reply to this)
Had a similar experience years ago. Nothing like a spontaneous wrestling match!
riverrat (2)
10/09/2022 4:35 PM(In reply to this)
Would love to hear about it
geewrestler (41)
6/05/2022 12:17 PM(In reply to this)
Please tell