A Sexy Erotic Tale of Two Wrestlers and a Surprise
Dylan and Marcus had been training for their upcoming wrestling match for weeks. They both had a fierce competitive streak and were determined to be the victor. When the night of their match finally arrived, they were both more than ready.
The venue was a small, local gymnasium and the atmosphere was electric. As the two wrestlers stepped onto the mat, the crowd erupted into thunderous applause. They circled each other, eyes locked, sizing up their opponent.
Dylan and Marcus were both big, muscular men and it was clear that each was determined not to be outdone. They began the match with a flurry of punches and kicks, each trying to gain the upper hand.
As the match went on, it became increasingly clear that Dylan had the edge. He was stronger and more agile than Marcus, and soon he had him pinned to the mat. Marcus struggled to break free, but he just couldn’t do it. Dylan had won the match.
But the fun was not over yet. As Dylan rose to his feet, the crowd began to chant. “Take him off! Take him off!” Dylan looked around, unsure of what to do. Suddenly, two scantily clad women, who had been lurking in the shadows, appeared on either side of Marcus.
One of the women began to caress his body, and her partner joined in. Overcome by lust, Marcus quickly gave in to the temptation and allowed himself to be taken off the mat. The crowd cheered in approval.
Dylan couldn’t believe his eyes. He watched in stunned silence as the two women carried Marcus off to the dressing room. He shook his head and smiled. Who knew what the evening had in store for Marcus?
The evening progressed, and Dylan and the others began to mingle. Everyone was in good spirits, and the drinks were flowing freely. After a while, Dylan noticed that Marcus had not returned. He made his way to the dressing room and knocked on the door.
No reply. He knocked again, a bit louder this time. Again, there was no response. Dylan tried the handle and, to his surprise, it opened. As he stepped inside, he was met by a wave of heat and the smell of sex.
He saw Marcus lying on a bench, flanked by the two women. They were both naked and appeared to be in the throes of passion. Marcus grunted and moaned in pleasure. Dylan felt a surge of envy.
He stepped back out of the dressing room and closed the door behind him. It was clear that Marcus was not going to be returning to the party anytime soon. Dylan smiled to himself. He had won the wrestling match, but it seemed as though Marcus had won the evening.