Gary booked the room at the same hotel that the wrestling te..

Gary booked the room at the same hotel that the wrestling team was staying like he does after every match. He had watched from the stands as his favorite wrestler dominated his opponents on the mat. As the ref lifted the compact muscular wrestler’s arm in the air to declare him the winner, the jock’s eyes scanned the cheering crowds. Their eyes met for only a brief instances before the wrestler jogged off the mat. Gary paced the small hotel room, eagerly waiting for his wrestler to come. He started to worry that the jock won’t show up. When he was about to give up hope, there was a lite rap on the door. Gary opened the door and was greeted by the y0ung man in the team issued hoodie. The hoodie was pulled over the jocks head as he ducked into the hotel room. The wrestler didn’t say anything as he walked passed Gary. The wrestler’s baggy team issued sweatpants and hoodies didn’t do much to hide his tight fit body under them. The wrestler had his back to Gary, facing the hotel room mirror when he pulled off the hoodie off his head. He was wearing earphones over his brown mop of unruly hair as he knelt down and unlaced the wrestling caliguls that he still wore from the earlier matches. Gary didn’t say a word as he watched the y0ung jock god undress. With his back still toward Gary, the wrestler pulled down his college team sweatpants. The wrestler’s legs were thick and powerful, and shaved smooth, a common practice of wrestlers and inspiring bodybuilders. Gary was pleased to see the black spandex of the singlet legs peeking from under the baggy sweatshirt. The singlet short legs was stretched over the massive thighs. Finally the wrestler pulled the hoodie over his head. He stood before the mirror showing off the tight, body hugging singlet. Gary moved behind the wrestler and started rubbing the massive bare shoulders. The traps, delts, and lats were thick and layered over the flawless skin. Gary kissed the shorter wrestler’s left side of his neck, working down the shoulders. His hands eased the thin shoulder strap over down the huge left delt. He then moved kissed across the shredded back to the right shoulder, to continue easing the straps off the jock’s shoulders. The wrestler just stood looking in the mirror as the older man peeled his singlet down his ripped muscular body. Gary took his time slowly revealing the huge smooth pecs and chisel, cobblestone abs, until he reached the narrow waist. The wrestler was wearing a jockstrap and the top curve of his beautiful ass was exposed. Gary stopped undressing the wrestler and began to take off his own clothes. The jock continued to just stand there. His headset still on his head. Gary could never figure out the jock. He was the cocky dominant jock on the mat but deep down the wrestler want to be dominated by an older man. The wrestler still act arrogant and uninterested as he stood there, but his cock was rock hard and bulging the singlet. Once Gary was naked, he continued stripping the wrestler out of the team singlet and roughly pushed the wrestler down on the bed. The wrestler stared at him, as Gary lifted his powerful legs on to his shoulders. The wrestler’s cockhead was poking out of the jockstrap’s waistband as his legs was thrown on the older man’s shoulders. His smooth hole was exposed from under the jockstrap. Gary pushed into the jock’s tight hole. The wrestler began to moan, making the first sounds he made since he come into the hotel room. Gary always loved the tight boy jock pussy. It was so tight around his cock as he pounded in and out of the wrestler. Just the thought of all the boys that the jock had dominated on the mat in hs and college, and now it was his thinner, older body that was dominating the wrestling champ, drove Gary wild with lust. The jock was wrapping his powerful legs around him, pulling him deeper into his jock pussy. Gary thrust all the way into the wrestler and came hard and deep inside him. The wrestler quickly followed, filling his jockstrap pouch. After the wrestler came down from his post orgasm high, he returned to his stoic self and redress. Once back in his singlet and sweats, the wrestler left without saying a word to Gary. Until the next time, Gary smiled and thought to himself as he watched the wrestler’s round bubble ass leave.