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Finding Each Other Through Wrestling
Pat and Rick had become closer after their wives died last summer. Both couples had been friends for over ten years, having met at a party other friends gave and realizing that they all had a lot in common. They started to have dinner together once a week, going out to different restaurants in town. The wives often gravitated toward each other, talking about shopping and sales and gossiping about people they both knew. The husbands would then feel free to talk sports and who would make the playoffs.
Both men were at a loss after that summer full of death and sorrow. Eventually they realized how very alone they were. Pat made the first overture and asked Rick if he wanted to continue their weekly night dinner out, even if it was just the two of them left. Rick's response was to feel that the big hole in him was now not quite as deep. He realized how grateful he was to Pat. He started to reach over and hug him in thanks, but stopped short. Guys just didn't do that.
Both of the men started enjoying life a little bit again, thanks to their dinners. They reverted to sports talk and enjoyed arguing about the merits of their favorite teams and dissing the other guy's teams. This arguing eventually became a bit combative even and heated. But they always were able to laugh and poke fun at the other guy, too.
Pat was a bit startled one Friday night when Rick asked him if he's like to come watch the game they had been arguing about on Saturday afternoon at his house. But he soon realized that he'd like that very much. So, he said, "Sure". Rick then gave him his address and detailed instructions on how to get there. Pat then asked what he could bring. Rick answered, "Your favorite beer". Pat smiled and said he sure would.
Pat arrived a few minutes early at Rick's on Saturday. Rick answered the door. Since it was still early fall and warm, both men had on shorts and sleeveless tees. Pat had never seen Rick in a sleeveless tee before and was pretty impressed with his buddy's biceps when he took the 12 pack Pat had brought. Although Rick was 62 to Pat's 58 and 5'5 to Pat's 5'8, Rick was built, Pat suddenly realized. He wasn't sure why he had never realized it before and wasn't exactly sure why he was realizing it now. He shook his head and walked into the living room where the game was already on the huge flat screen TV.
Both men had a good time drinking beers and yelling at the TV. It was the big game between the archrival Wildcats and Tigers. Pat was cheering for the Wildcats, while Rick was a fan of the Tigers. They enjoyed razzing each other when the other man's team made a mistake or botched a play. Eventually they started getting physical as the beer buzz kicked in and scooted toward each other and started bumping the other man's arm when his team screwed up and laughing. Without quite being totally aware of it, they were now sitting right next to each other with their bare legs touching. Now when they nudged each other they did it in the side. Their bare arms were now touching each other's, too. Neither man really thought about it. They were just two normal guys watching sports together.
Rick got up at halftime to get them more beers and Pat asked where the bathroom was, saying that he needed to get rid of some of the beer already drunk. Rick laughed and told him, saying he'd need to do the same thing in a minute. Pat laughed, too, and walked down the hall to the bathroom, took out his cock from his shorts and underwear and started pissing. Soon, Rick joined him and asked if he could piss, too, saying he really had to go. Pat just nodded and soon both men had their cocks out and were pissing into the toilet. Pat smiled, thinking this reminded him of when he and his best friend were kids. They would often do this. He said aloud, "Hey Rick, let's cross swords". Rick chuckled and soon both men were pissing at a 90 degree angle to each other, "crossing swords". Both men looked at their piss and couldn't help but look at each other's cock, too. Both were soft, but it was clear that Rick was a shower and Pat knew that he was a grower. Rick was already about 5 inches soft with a light coating of brown hair on his balls. Pat was about 3 inches soft with much thicker pubes. Then to Pat's embarrassment, he felt his cock start to grow a bit and soon matched Rick's, which then also started to grow. Neither man said anything, in their embarrassment, and soon finished pissing and stuffed their cocks back into their underwear and shorts. They then trooped into the kitchen, got another brewski from the fridge and sat down again together on the couch in front of the TV.
When the game resumed and their buzz returned the men forgot their embarrassment and soon were just as physical with each other as they were in the first half. Even though Rick was older and shorter, it soon became clear that he was stronger than Pat and he started pushing Pat around a bit on the couch. Pat tried to give back as good as he got, but couldn't quite manage to. Once again, as the pushing and shoving got more physical Pat felt his groin tingle. "Oh shit," he thought as he realized what was happening, "I can't believe I'm getting hard". However, when he looked down to see if his rapidly hardening erection was visible, he noticed that Rick was bigger than he had been in the bathroom, too. "Well, what the hell", Pat thought.
Their shoving and pushing got even more physical then. Soon, they were almost wrestling on the couch and each man stopped watching the game and started to concentrate on taking advantage of the other man in their shoving match. Suddenly Rick stood up and said, "Hey Pat, did you ever wrestle when you were a kid, like outside in the grass?" Pat nodded his head yes. "Yeah, my best friend and I would wrestle outside whenever we got the chance." "Well, my best friend and I would, too", Rick said. He looked down at Pat, still sitting on the couch and said, "Wanna wrestle like that now?" Pat looked up at Rick, rather surprised, but then realized that he did. However he said, "Rick I haven't wrestled in longer than I can remember. I'm not sure I even know how to anymore!" Rick smiled down at him and said, "Oh come on, it'll come back to you. I know it will." That said, Rick leaned over, took Pat's hand, and pulled him to his feet. "Damn, that guy is strong" Pat thought, wondering what he was getting himself into!
Rick led the way down the hall to the master bedroom. He quickly stripped the king-sized bed down to the fitted sheet. Pat just watched him at work.
Rick then turned toward Pat and shucked off his tee and his shorts, standing there in only his boxers that were tented out, showing a partial erection. Pat had to admire his friend's body. Even though Rick was older and shorter, he was really in shape with real muscles. Once again Pat wondered what he had gotten himself into. Rick could see Pat's hesitation and decided to challenge him. "Come on Pat. Are you a Wildcat or a Pussycat?" Well, that was enough for Pat. He took off his tee and his shorts, too. Unlike Rick who had little body hair, Pat had a pretty hairy chest. Despite his age his hair and his chest were still dark brown, close to black. And even though he wasn't muscled like Rick, he was in good shape with no potbelly. Rick gave Pat an admiring glance, but only said, "Let's wrestle".
Pat slowly got onto the stripped bed, cautious of his buddy's muscles. However, Rick wasn't going to have any of that. As soon as Pat climbed onto the bed, Rick pounced! The match was on! Both nearly naked men were soon going at it fast and furious. The shoving match of the couch now was full-scale wrestling on the bed.
Even though it was soon clear to both of them that Rick was stronger than Pat, Pat was quicker and had a wiry strength Rick soon learned to appreciate. Despite their differences, they soon found they were a good match for each other. It also turned out that Pat remembered plenty about wrestling from when he was a kid, more than Rick did. Pat soon had Rick in holds that Rick had to muscle out from. The match turned into a give and take session. At certain points Rick was on top and at other points Pat was. Finally after several minutes of a pretty physical match, Rick started laughing from the sheer fun he was having wrestling Pat. Pat soon joined in. They both stopped fighting then and held each other as they laughed together. Eventually they wound down and realized that they were holding each other nearly naked on Rick's bed. Pat was on top of Rick, as he has often been when they were wrestling and his sweaty, naked, hairy chest was tight against Rick's sweaty smooth muscled chest. Despite their difference in height their hard nipples were touching each other's. Neither man moved after winding down from laughing so hard. They realized they were liking feeling the other man's nearly naked body. It had been months since either man had felt a naked body against his. And this felt good for both of them. Ever so slowly both men started to move very slightly to maximize their body contact and rub each other's chests, guts, legs, and crotches. Neither man spoke. They didn't need to. Words were not necessary.
Soon their cocks went to full erection as they frotted each other's flushed and sweaty bodies. Their cocks were soon trying to get free of their boxers and rub naked against each other. Again, without saying a word, Pat pulled away from Rick just enough to be able to pull his boxers down and then pulled Rick's boxers down, too. He then moved back into the same position on top of Rick, only this time their freed cocks were now rubbing together, too.
Again no words were spoken and both men felt what it was like to feel another naked man's body against their own for the first time and both realized they really like the feeling. And then Rick decided to up the ante. He moved his head so that his lips touched Pat's. He then forced his tongue inside Pat's mouth. Pat was so stunned that he did nothing to stop Rick and instinctively responded by tonguing Rick back. When both realized what was happening, the action heated up big time. Soon, they were kissing each other with a mad passion and they started to writhe on the bed trying to take the other man's body into his own. Eventually, they moved to kiss each other's nipples and then, suddenly, they were in the 69 position. Pat looked at Rick's thick six-inch cock and knew that he was going to do this. He was going to suck his buddy's cock! It just felt right. He wanted to do this even though he had never done anything like this before in his entire 58 years. And soon after swallowing his buddy's prick, he felt a warm mouth around his thinner seven-inch cock! Wow, did that feel great! Determined to give his buddy the time of his life, Pat tried to give the best job possible. He finally got the whole thing down his throat and started tonguing the underside of it and sucking it as hard as he could. Rick's moan of pleasure give him made him renew his attack on his buddy's thick tool. He gave out his own gasp when Rick then used the same technique on him. Wow!
Neither man figured this was going to be a long session. It had been way too long since either of them had had anything like sex. And neither had ever been sucked off, much less sucked another man. Very soon they warned each other they were cumming. But neither man would back off or back down. When they finally both shot off, nearly simultaneously, both men stayed on their buddy's cock and swallowed all of his friend's hot white cum!
Eventually both men stopped shooting and they got off the other man's cock, breathing heavily. Pat scooted back up to get on the pillow facing Rick. Without even quite realizing what he was doing, he took Rick's face into his hands and brought it to his. He forced open Rick's mouth with his tongue and both men tasted their own sperm for the first time!
And thus began a new chapter in the lives of Rick and Pat.
To be continued?