*Trevor* vs *Derek*

It has been awhile since these two men wrestled together in college. But it’s obvious those years have been good to them. At a reunion they started talking about the good old days and a match is set for that night. At a mutual friend’s home, they used a basement wrestling room. (Which they found out the guy had even when they were back in college. If they only knew!)

They decided on no time limit and no time outs. First person to get three pins in a row would win. Their host acted as ref and he got a workout as well. Several times the ref had to get out of the way as the two mature hulks banged each other into the padded walls. Or when they threw each other onto the mats. Dominance switched back and forth. First one guy would get a pin then another. As they reached the half hour mark Trevor finally got two pins in a row. One more to go. But Derek fights back like a cornered bull and gets a pin. (Thus canceling out Trevor’s winning streak so he’d have to start all over again.)

By the end of the hour the entire room is covered in their sweat and scent. Both men can barely do anything besides bear hugs (front and back) let alone get a pin. But these hunks tough it out. Especially Trevor who tries some heavy duty takedowns which about wipes him out but allows him to sap the last remaining strength out of Derek and get his third pin.

*Marshall* vs *Nick*

Damn these guys hate each other. The ref has had to pull them apart twice and it isn’t even the end of the first period yet. After seeing Marshall claw at Nick’s body and back you’d think there’d have to be visible marks under his singlet. Marshall’s body isn’t fairing well either. Nick seemed to have confused the term ‘arm bar’ with ‘dislocation’.

Things don’t get any better during the second period. Nick physically picks Marshall up and throws him out of bounds. The ref warns him he’ll be thrown out of the match if he pulls that shit again. Marshall is furious when he gets near the center of the ciircle and the ref gives him a warning as well.

Marshall tries to get some payback but he doesn’t want to get kicked out of the match. He’s ahead in points and the only way Nick will win is if he gets two takedowns or a pin. During the third period Marshall is all over Nick. He’s got him trapped on the mat with nowhere to go. Nick’s furious that Marshall may beat him, again! (Twice in high school and now twice in college.)

Nick makes a last ditch effort to pull a rabbit out of the hat. Instead, he redirects the refs attention and tries to pull Marshall’s dick through his singlet. This distracts Marshall enough so that Nick can grab his opponent around the head and swing him around and onto the mat. Now Marshall’ is in trouble with one shoulder on the mat, his head in a vice and the base of his dick in pain.

The ref didn’t see the dirty deed and Marshall wants a victory, not a forfeit. But he doesn’t get a chance. Third period is over and Marshall wins by points. Nick pushes Marshall away when he hears the ref’s whistle and yells “Fuck!” continually as he gets to his feet.

Nick refuses to shake Marshall’s hand and gets a stern warning for unsportsmanlike conduct. As a reply, Nick gives the ref and judges the finger. Needless to say, Nick’s college wrestling career didn’t last long after that.

PJ vs *Kyle*

PJ has wrestled for BGEast

Kyle will do anything to make weight and be able to wrestle during tomorrow’s meet. But when his coach suggests he goes over to a friend’s place he didn’t realize it was BGEast wrestler PJ's. He’s seen some BG videos before and thinks he may be stepping into a lion’s den.

Of course, he didn’t immediately think this. PJ was nice enough when they met. But when his new coach takes him to an outdoor wooden shack with no mats he gets a little worried. He gets even more worried when PJ strips down to his jeans and tells Kyle to strip down to his underwear.

“Next best thing to a singlet,” PJ says as he puts his hands together and cracks his knuckles.

What follows is a textbook crossing between a freestyle workout and a hunk posing for a beefcake calendar. Kyle’s body is stretched, compacted, slammed, smashed, and exhausted numerous ways. Every time PJ thinks Kyle isn’t giving his all he’s maneuvered into a small package.

“You want to rest?” PJ asks, “Then you’ll rest with your ass in the air.

Kyle thought there was something more to the ‘ass’ reference but PJ didn’t let on whether there was any or not. By the end of the day Kyle was a soaked rag doll standing in front of his buff coach. He was exhausted, needed a bath, hungry as hell...but he did make weight and wrestle the next day. He even won.

A week later during practice he noticed the coach telling one of the other wrestlers he needed to try harder. After the other wrestler walks away, Kyle goes up to the coach and says, “Why did you send me to PJ and not him?”

While still looking at the previous wrestler walking away, the coach replies to Kyle’s embarrassment, “Because he likes the look of your ass.”