I am not a wrestler, but when I was a
Freshmen in college, there was this hot fucking guy (A pretty red-head!) in the dorm, who thought he was straight. At least acted that way. But he loved to get me down and wrestle me, and it was obvious he just loved to feel my hard body. He also loved to hurt me, so I'd act like he was killing me! His dick would go hard as a rock. We'd be doing this in our room in street clothes, and I loved to feel his body throwing me around. Hot fucking experience. We never did have sex, but I jerked off a lot in the bathroom, just thinking about what he was doing to me. And how hard it made his dick. He loved it
He never did try to hide the fact that it made his dick hard. He'd wear tighty-whities that'd hold it close to his body. As soon as it was over, he'd go straight to the bathroom. I'm pretty sure he was jerking off. LOL I think this might have been where I Learned to love read heads and their hot little ginger bodies!
I don't know what ever happened to the guy. But he'd come do this, at least once a week. HOT HOT HOT Looking back on that, I wish I'd have had sex with him, but I had a feeling that'd put him over the edge and I didn't want someone that close in my neighborhood figuring out that I was gay. I mean, in those days, you had to be careful.