Jake and I were the best wrestlers in the Conference. But we had never settled on which of us was the best and with the two of us graduating it looked like we never would. Still it was something we had to know and our friends and fans were just as anxious to end the speculation as we were.It was our friends who set the whole thing up. It was the day after graduation and we met down by the river in a grassy spot where we all used to go drinking. Jake and I stood facing each other surrounded by about two dozen friends while they announced the rules. It was to be a “legendary” match, they announced, and would have legendary rules. We would compete under the traditional rules, naked like the ancient Olympians. That was a surprise for both Jake and me, but I looked good and knew it and Jake felt the same way. I mean, isvecbahis what kind of guy doesn’t like to be looked at and lusted after by the girls. That was one of the reasons I started wrestling.So we stripped down in the middle of the crowd which seemed to be growing bigger all the time. That’s when someone started pouring baby oil over the two of us. “We don’t want it to be too easy,” someone called. With the oil came the assistance of many hands to rub the oil in. They paid particular attention to my balls and cock and I didn’t mind. Some of the hands belonged to strangers and not all were women’s hands, but it felt good and I watched as Jake received the same treatment. My cock grew hard as did his and we stared at each other across the open space between us.Jake was taller than I was, all blond and fair, isveçbahis giriş with rippled abs, hard pecs and a hard tight ass. His skin was smooth and hairless and he looked like one of those ancient Greek statues that you see in books except for the fact that his cock was long and hard and glistening in the sun. I could barely take my eyes from him.I was darker and broader with muscles like granite. My body was hairless as well and my eight inch cock was as hard as my muscles and throbbing.I looked around for a referee. “There is none,” someone said.”Who decides on the winner?”There was a round of laughter. “The winner,” a voice announced, “is the guy who fucks the loser in the ass.”I looked at Jake and he looked at me. We both went pale.”Of course, if you don’t think you are good enough or you are afraid isveçbahis yeni giriş you might lose,” the voice trailed off.I looked over at Jake. I knew I could beat him. I was the best. I had always been the best. I was going to fuck that tight virgin ass of his and I was going to do it in front of all these people. His eyes told me that he thought he couldn’t lose.”Okay,” I yelled “let’s do it.”A roar went through the crowd, now about fifty or so people. A squirt of oil splashed on my ass. A finger glided down the crack of my ass and slipped deep into my asshole. “In case you lose,” a voice whispered in my ear.Someone called time and that’s when it hit me. In a few minutes, I might be lying on the ground while Jake pounded that thick-veined cock deep into my own ass again and again as the crowd cheered him on.We circled each other slowly at first and somehow my eyes kept dropping to the engorged purple knob of Jake’s swollen cock, picturing it disappearing into the puckered hole of my ass.I lunged at his legs, trying to take him down.