When Alejandro pushed open the door he was met with the delicious smells of strong coffee, fresh bread and spices he couldn't identify. In the corner he saw Nicco raise his hand in greeting and stand. Walking toward Alejandro, Nicco's warm smile eased many of the jitters Alejandro had felt since agreeing the night before.
Nicco took Alejandro's outstretched hand in both of his offering a warm hand shake and greeting. Briefly taking both of Alejandro's shoulders in his hands he looked at him and said, "I am so glad you decided to come. Really." Then he turned guiding Alejandro to the waiting table.
Conversation was conventional as they were served coffee and breakfast orders were taken. Alejandro, not knowing how to begin the conversation he hoped to have let silence lengthen at an interlude in the exchange.
Nicco eased them into it. "Tell me what you enjoyed most from your visit last night, Alejandro."
Alejandro paused for a moment. There were so many things he could say. "This will perhaps sound foolish, but I liked the way I felt."
Nicco sighed a brief `ummm' in his chest and smiled. "Please say more about that. It is perceptive and not at all foolish."
Alejandro looked at him for any sign of irony. Seeing none, he slightly lowering his voice and said, "I could feel the erotic undercurrent that was intertwined with the wrestling, not only for the wrestlers but also for those watching. Since I began wrestling a couple of years ago I've been on guard with my feelings, keeping the erotic element I want far distant from the task at hand, that of winning a pin.
"Jeff's invitation toward the end of the evening was very tempting. I regret not taking his offered match. He seemed a nice guy, one whom I could trust. Does that answer your question?" Alejandro asked.
"Yes." Nicco added softly as if to himself, "yes it does." He paused for a moment looking over Alejandro's head gathering his thoughts. "May I presume that the wrestling training you seek would include an erotic element?"
Alejandro felt himself flush a bit. "Yes, after last night that's what I want."
"To say you must trust me sounds, I know, a bit fatuous; but, I need to ask some personal questions regarding your answers. It is not my intent during our conversation this morning to ridicule or belittle anything you say." Nicco waited a moment before continuing to judge Alejandro's reaction.
"The questions may help us both. You mentioned that when you wrestle it is for a pin. Do you desire the same with erotic wrestling? Do you see yourself as winning most of the matches you wrestle? Do you want release during or at the end of the match? Would you expect your opponent to satisfy you in some way if you were the winner? Finally, are you satisfied with the short duration of a typical wrestling match or would you prefer not to have time limits?"
"Understand Nicco that I've never been in any of the situations you ask me to describe. That being said let me tell you the kind of wrestling match I think I'd most enjoy." Alejandro paused staring at his coffee preparing an answer. Thankfully their breakfast was delivered and conversation diverted again to convention. The feta, black olive and red onion omelets were delicious. Conversation about Greek food and customs led Nicco to tell Alejandro of his childhood in Greece and how he came to the United States.
The Santos name, derived from the same origins of the Island of Santorini, was an ancient family name in Greece. Born in '27 it was the height of the depression in Europe. Nicco was a surprise' child, born long after his youngest sister. In his teens he was a member of the resistance beside his father during the Second World War and afterward during the Greek civil war during the last half of the decade of the 40s. Nicco had established himself as a man to be reckoned with in his family and community.
From early in his childhood, Nicco had enjoyed contests of speed, skill and strength. He excelled in Pankration, an ancient form of hand-to-hand combat. Originally used by the Spartan's as a fight to the death when lances and swords were no longer effective, this sport of combat had been revived as one of the parts of the culture of ancient Greece. A combination of wrestling and fighting with fists fueled the desire for combat in the young Nicco. His father was proud and encouraged him.
Nicco was handsome in the way many Greek men are attractive. His dark complexion, black eyes and strong facial features were classic. His athletic prowess and heavily muscled body made him the envy of many of his peers. Still he was well liked and often the center of a group of friends, both male and female, who spent much time together.
In his late teens, Nicco had realized he had no interest in women. He supposed he'd have to follow custom, marry and produce children. This would be his duty, not his pleasure. Early in his teens he'd experimented with some of his Pankration partners. On a spring afternoon while hiking with a team mate they talked of the ancient warriors. When his friend challenged Nicco to wrestle nude as the Spartans had, Nicco felt his cock begin to throb.
The two young me stripped and found that they were both excited at the prospects. Neither was willing to concede and the match continued until they lay exhausted, panting and covered with perspiration. His partner heaved himself to his elbow and looked at Nicco. Nicco hoped he saw in his partner's eyes the same desire he felt.
Nicco threw himself atop his partner to continue the wrestling. It quickly became a grappling that tied their bodies up and gave them the contact they sought. Soon both were writhing on the high grassy meadow pounding their bodies together. After that afternoon they met as often as they could until Nicco left for the States.
"Why did you leave Greece?" asked Alejandro.
Nicco explained that his father had died prematurely. He had been left his father's half of the family trucking business. His sisters and mother had been cared for by insurance and bequests. He was seen as the heir apparent for the family enterprise. His uncle, the other half owner, was on the take and worked every angle seeing that Nicco stayed under his thumb.
Nicco explained that after a few years he had marshaled his resources and forced his uncle into a situation where he would have to buy his half of the business. With the proceeds in hand he contacted a cousin in Chicago and arranged for a green card to visit. That led to a business that Nicco now owned.
Realizing he'd soon have to address Nicco's questions, Alejandro continued to gently press Nicco for his story. He realized that his nervousness had evaporated and he was captivated by this charismatic figure sitting across from him. "What kind of business do you own?"
Nicco briefly described his trucking business as one that worked exclusively with several firms in the Chicago area. He enjoyed the independence and time alone on the road. His recreation was Bears Den. Leaving Sunday night he was able to return by Friday mid-day to help manage the club with the three other owners.
Nicco waved off the waiter who offered more coffee. "Thank you. I believe we're finished but if you don't mind, can we linger a bit longer and continue our conversation?" Seeing a smile and assurance that they would not be rushed, Nicco handed the waiter money to cover the check along with a large tip.
"Now my young friend, you've let me talk incessantly about myself and my past. Are you more comfortable now?" Nicco asked. "Perhaps you've had time to consider your answers to my questions."
Alejandro smiled. "Yes I'm much more comfortable now. Thank you for breakfast, it was delicious." He hesitated, "I'm not sure I will make sense of your questions individually. Instead, may I try to tell you more of what I'm hoping to experience?"
"That was the intent, Alejandro. You've told me your past wrestling experiences. I'm aware of your lack of familiarity beyond what you saw last night may make this a bit awkward for you. Understand though, I'm an old hand at this. I imagine there is nothing you will say that I will not understand and certainly I will not be embarrassed." Nicco said.
"A couple of times last night you asked me which of the wrestlers would I like to be. It was a question I asked myself during each match. As I thought about it later, I realized that I wanted to experience most of what I saw. The two men who were only interested in the sexual aspects the match offered were least interesting. I felt they were putting on a show for the audience.
"The other matches had elements I wanted to experience, test, and feel. I enjoy the structure of typical wrestling but after last night I'd like to throw away the rules, forget pins and counts, and just wrestle with a man. I want to explore my opponent's body, his strength, his stamina, his will to win. I want to test myself. Winning would not be about pins but about who finally conceded that they couldn't fight anymore. What ever release or pleasure we shared would be, for me, part of the passion of the fight.
"That's what I'd like in a perfect world. I'm not sure how smart that would be though. That kind of match puts it all on the line and though I know I wouldn't try to hurt someone intentionally, well to be on the losing side of the equation might be more than I bargained for. Reminds me of the old saying `You can't have your cake and eat it too.'
"That's a little embarrassing now that I hear myself say it." Alejandro sighed softly and looked at his hands.
Pausing a moment, Nicco said, "Life is both risk and challenge. There are no guarantees. What is important is to know what you want and to find a way to achieve it. That is the true food that feeds you in the deep places where we all hunger." Alejandro looked up, waiting.
Nicco continued, "We aren't talking about facing a stranger for combat and entering a complete unknown. We're discussing training. Don't be too hard on yourself. You spoke from your passion and answered my questions in a way that is very helpful to me.
"When I began serious Pankration in my early teens, my instructor was old, or so I thought at the time." Nicco smiled at the memory. "We were all teenagers and at varying stages of physical maturity. He was strong, skilled, an active competitor at regional and national events." With a wry smile, Nicco continued. "We never let on how old we all thought he was. He was tough. He taught us about respect for ourselves and our competitors. He was relentless in our training both for physical strength as well as our sport.
"My point here, Alejandro, is that you need someone you can trust, someone who knows what you want to achieve. You want someone who will test your limits and stretch you both as a man and a wrestler. This person will respect you and not attempt to take advantage of you. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"Yes." Alejandro weighed his next question. "Do you still wrestle or is that something you enjoy watching others do?"
"Yes I still enjoy tying up with a man for a long sweaty contest. It's how Bear's Den began. There were four of us who used to meet occasionally. I stored the mat and we would usually find a time nearly every weekend to enjoy some exercise. We four thought there had to be others like us and decided to experiment with a wrestling club. With some expense and lots of effort we agreed that at the end of the year we'd reevaluate. That was several years ago.
"I still workout with my original wrestling partner, one of the co-owners. There are others too. We work out when the club is closed. Weekend evenings I have to work the floor or bar so I can only observe then." Nicco hesitated wondering if he'd read Alejandro's intent correctly. "Would you be interested in exploring some of the things we've discussed in a match with me? Are you comfortable enough with me to trust me?"
Alejandro felt himself blush. Had he been that obvious? Yes, he knew he had but it seemed to be where Nicco was leading him with his stories of his youth.
"I'd like that. I'm sure I won't be much of a match for you but I'd enjoy trying."
The earnestness in Alejandro's expression both amused and touched Nicco. He'd grown a bit cynical over the years with all the games men played with one another. This man child was so transparent, so gullible. He would need more than training on the mat that was certain.
"I normally wrestle in Speedos, nothing else. Wear what you are comfortable with and meet me at 4 p.m. at the club. We will have our first session. Does that suit you?" Nicco asked? "I don't mean to be abrupt but I have some work to do today before we wrestle and I must drive tonight."
"I'll see you at four o'clock Nicco. Thanks." Alejandro said with only slightly restrained enthusiasm.
As he drove north, Alejandro planned his day. He was edgy with both excitement and nerves. He kept telling himself that he trusted Nicco. What he trusted, Alejandro finally decided, was his gut.
After a light lunch and a visit with his dad, Alejandro grabbed some towels, his Speedo and a jock. As he got closer to Bears Den, his hands were sweaty and he felt his stomach tight with nerves. Try as he would, he couldn't calm himself.
Parking in front of the place, he locked his car and went in. Nicco was stocking the bar and generally cleaning the area. Alejandro chatted with him for a minute then pitched in and together they upended chairs on tables, mopped the floor and wiped all surfaces leaving the place ship-shape for the next weekend. Alejandro was glad to have something to do. Their talking made things seem easier for him.
Finally Nicco leaned against the bar and said, "Well, that's done. You ready to wrestle?"
Alejandro nodded and followed Nicco to the locker and shower room behind the mat area. Nicco continued the conversation from breakfast discussing the kind of wrestling, the styles, the various elements that Alejandro wanted to learn. Unspoken was any reference to any erotic involvement. Alejandro felt a slight surge of disappointment but decided that it would likely be inappropriate. He was here, after all, to train and wrestle.
Nicco tossed his clothes on the bench and turned toward Alejandro watching him undress. Alejandro let his eyes rip across Nicco's chest and groin before meeting his eyes again. He was met with a smile.
"It was the way of the ancients to wrestle nude. I find it somewhat disconcerting at times so prefer my Speedo." Nicco said as Alejandro finished disrobing. "Stand up. Let me see you." Nicco said simply.
With a natural ease he let his eyes wander over Alejandro's body. "You appear much like I did at your age. You are well muscled and in good physical condition from all appearances." Alejandro relaxed further and let himself take in the beauty of Nicco's body. Heavily muscled, his pecs were mounded slabs of muscle with dark areolas crowned with thick nubs. Nicco's abs looked like a sculpted contoured wall beneath the river of dark curls that covered it. His generous pubes surrounded a heavy thick muscle and ball sac which hung loose with egg shaped testes.
The remainder of his body, save for the hair on his head, was mostly free of hair. His thighs were columns of corded muscles; the calves bunched and tapered to his ankles. Nicco's arms were long and well muscled. These were not the features of a gym rat or body builder. These muscles were built on hard work.
Nicco interrupted Alejandro's consideration asking, "Do you like what you see?"
Alejandro felt the heat in his gut rise. "Yes. You can easily crush me if decide to. Still I want to tie up with you."
"I have no doubt that I will be able to take you my friend. That is unless you have kept something from me. We are here to enjoy each other, to sweat, to fight. Now are you ready?"
Alejandro nodded and followed Nicco out to the mats. He noticed several bottles of water leaning against the wall and a stack of towels in the corner. Nicco saw and said smiling, "I have no intention of letting you escape my grasp once we begin. We will stop to rest as needed but we will fight until, as you put it, there is no fight left. Agreed?"
Alejandro felt a thrill shoot through him. He was going to do it. He'd lose, no doubt, but he'd fight until he couldn't lift his body from the mat. He realized he wasn't afraid. More, he was anxious to feel the heat of Nicco's body against his own, to feel the press of muscle against muscle, to smell and feel the sweat. His dick swelled in his shorts and his eyes burned with desire. The last two things Nicco saw and was glad. This young man was worthy.
"First we will spend time stretching." Nicco instructed. Following his lead, Alejandro began a series of movements that worked every muscle group thoroughly. Finally Nicco instructed Alejandro to turn around and to put his elbows behind him. Nicco backed up to him and linked his arms into Alejandro's. Explaining what he would do first, Nicco then bent forward stretching Alejandro's spine. Alejandro repeated the motion several times, each time hanging across Nicco's strong back. He then stretched Nicco in the same way. Finally Nicco said they were ready.
They circled, Nicco smiling slightly. Alejandro tore his eyes away from the muscled specimen before him and planed his first move. Suddenly Nicco moved; diving low he scooped an arm under Alejandro's crotch. Lifting him, Nicco grabbed him to his chest. With a hand over Alejandro's shoulder he slammed both their bodies to the mat.
Alejandro's air exploded from him "Umphh!" as the sound of flesh slapped the mat with a smack. Grunting loudly, he bridged explosively and threw Nicco off to the side. Alejandro rolled quickly away and spun to his knees. Putting one foot to the floor, his muscles tensed as he drove his body toward Nicco with a growl.
Nicco moved to meet him but was caught by Alejandro's reverse head lock. Alejandro tightened the hold and pulled them to the mat, Nicco's body atop him. Nicco's body surged with power as he tried to escape. His head was securely trapped against Alejandro's side and against the mat. Gasping with the effort Alejandro pushed his leg from under Nicco's body. Alejandro clamped on a side scissors and strained his quads as he crushed them against Nicco's massive, hairy, sweating abs. The feel of course sweaty hair against his leg sent a tremor through Alejandro.
Nicco grunted as he pushed back against Alejandro's attack. Alejandro, sweat dripping in his eyes, grunted loudly as he increased his punishment to Nicco's abs.
Nicco grabbed Alejandro's wrist and begin to pull powerfully against the neck lock. Freeing himself, Nicco held the wrist and forced Alejandro's arm into a hammerlock.
Nicco grunted his pleasure. The hard young muscled body strained against him, their sweat mingling and adding smell to the sensual contact. He increased the pressure until Alejandro had to release the scissors and push his body up to ease the pain. Nicco slid with him, their hairy chests pressed together; their muscular pecs rubbing The friction of their bodies caused Alejandro to groan out his pleasure.
"Enjoying this, boy?" Nicco asked, his voice raw with the pleasure of wrestling such a muscled young stud.
Nicco rolled Alejandro off and grabbed the other arm shoving it into a double hammer lock. Raising his body he held both wrists in the double hammer.
"Unggggghh" Alejandro cried out with the pain as his triceps swelled pushing against the hold.
Nicco, holding Alejandro's wrists with one hand used his other hand to cup Alejandro's chin. He slid his arms into a full nelson as he scissored his muscled, sweating, legs around Alejandro's waist.
"Enjoying this?" Nicco said roughly whispering the words in Alejandro's ear. Slamming his arms forcefully down and straining, Alejandro couldn't power his way out of the nelson. Nicco began to stretch Alejandro's back pulling down on the scissors as he pressed his full cock into the small of Alejandro's back. The ragged breathing of both men echoed off the walls.
"AAAaaarrrrrrggg!" Alejandro groaned and strained against the hold. His steely cock began to throb in his speeds as he felt Nicco's muscle push against his lower back. He wondered what it would feel like to have that muscle pushed deep within him.
Nicco twisted his torso and rolled both of them. Their sweaty flesh slapped against the mat. Lying atop Alejandro he maintained the stretch and pressure while adding the weight of his body. Slowly rising to his knees Nicco began to pull up against Alejandro's spine. "Do you give? Say it Alejandro. Say it!" Nicco hissed.
"No." Alejandro grunted out. He squirmed his sweaty body against the weight, spreading his legs trying for leverage.
Nicco pulled back further then suddenly released the nelson and pushed Alejandro's head to the mat. Doubling his fists, Nicco slammed into the middle of Alejandro's back. The smack of flesh with Alejandro's involuntary grunt echoed off the walls. Rolling to the side, Nicco then dropped a sweaty elbow to Alejandro's mid back hitting the area of his kidneys. Alejandro groaned again loudly.
Nicco rolled away and sat watching. The sound of their heavy breathing was the only sound in the room. Alejandro rolled away grabbing his back, groaning, trying to stretch out the pain all the while keeping an eye on Nicco.
"It is a good beginning. Let me help you." With that Nicco crawled over to where Alejandro lay. Alejandro unconsciously flinched and tried to defend himself.
"Relax young one. Relax. Lay down." Nicco's hands were raised palms out in a gesture of peace. He straddled Alejandro's back and rubbed his thickening cock against Alejandro's butt as he began to knead the muscles in Alejandro's back and neck. After a few moments he stood, walked to the towels and water and brought both to Alejandro.
With a weary laugh, Alejandro said leaning on an elbow, "You're planning to slowly beat me up then kill me, aren't you?" Nicco saw the smile and laughed with him.
"What would be the fun in killing you? I want to keep you alive to punish another day." He said with smile. "You have promise, young friend. Yes." Wiping Alejandro's back and legs, he said, "Tell me when you are ready."
Taking a few sips of water, Alejandro stood, still massaging his back trying to ease some of the pain. Nicco watched as he absentmindedly hooked a thumb in the band of his Speedos and let his fingers of his right hand massage his thick organ.
The sight of Nicco stirred something deep in Alejandro. He wanted to tie up with this man and grapple with him until there was nothing left but to hold on, reveling in the heat, hair and sweat.
Feeling his own cock swell, Alejandro reached inside his shorts and pulled at his cock. He saw Nicco smile with a lusty grin and a raised eyebrow. They circled.
Alejandro rushed in low trying to grab Nicco's legs. Quickly jumping back and spreading his legs, Nicco yelled "Ha!" and caught Alejandro around his abs and lifted him upside down in a bear hug. Growling out his power and dominance with the hold, Nicco hefted Alejandro's body up a bit, secured his hold grinding his fists into Alejandro's muscled abs. "Ung, unghh" Alejandro grunted as he struggled against the pressure.
Alejandro was stunned with the quickness of the move. He wrapped his legs around Nicco's neck and began to squeeze. The purchase was good and he felt his knees fasten on either side of Nicco's neck as his ankles found their grip. It was an oddly even contest for the moment. Nicco leaned back and let his hands find a better place to punish Alejandro. Letting Alejandro partially support his own weight, Nicco held him with one arm and fisted his plexus with the other.
"Umphh!" The air was forced out of Alejandro. Nicco could feel Alejandro begin to sag from the punishment. Twice more he pounded Alejandro's upturned torso. Nicco felt the legs begin to release. With a fluid move he lowered Alejandro to the floor, hooking Alejandro's neck with his knee. Falling forward Nicco secured a neck lock on Alejandro as their bodies fell to the mat. The fall broke Alejandro's hold. Nicco grabbed his ankles while he held Alejandro's neck in a tight vise. Lunging back Nicco rested his weight on his knees, keeping Alejandro's neck locked as he raised Alejandro's legs into the air.
Hooking Alejandro's ankles under his pits, Nicco let gravity provide the pressure on Alejandro's lower back. He could hear Alejandro groaning, trying to push up with his elbows to relieve some of the pressure on his back.
Effortlessly Nicco released the neck lock while crossing Alejandro's ankles. Shifting his weight Nicco pulled them forward increasing pressure on Alejandro's knee. He reached back cupping Alejandro's chin, and pealed Alejandro's hairy pecs off the mat adding pressure to his lower back. Continuing to break Alejandro down, Nicco kept up the pressure for a moment longer before releasing him.
Nicco got up and walked to the edge of the mat and watched Alejandro slowly rise to his knees and look at him. The fire in Alejandro's eyes was an untended gift to Nicco. This youngster had a lot of fight in him. It would be fun to break him down and finally make him submit.
Nicco flexed his arms and flared his lats as Alejandro watched. Putting both thumbs in the band of his Speeds, Nicco framed his large cock with his forefingers. Flexing his abs, he growled deeply in his chest as he pushed his groin toward Alejandro. He was rewarded by Alejandro's biting his lower lip as he watched the display of power.
Motioning with his hands, Nicco growled his encouragement, "You want more. Come. Take me if you can."
Alejandro stood and felt his back muscles spasm. Slowly Alejandro closed on Nicco. Reaching out as if he was going to tie up with Nicco, Alejandro quickly leapt up and caught Nicco with a hard knee to his plexus. The air exploded out of Nicco. Alejandro grabbed Nicco's head and pulled him back to the mats in a reverse headlock "Yeahhh, how about that?!" Alejandro growled.
Nicco quickly circled his arms around Alejandro and got his quads under him. He began to stand pushing Alejandro up with him. Waiting `till the last moment, Alejandro twisted his body violently to the side and righted himself atop Nicco pressing his crotch into Nicco's face. "Not so fast, big boy!" Alejandro said amidst his gasping.
Nicco threw his legs forward in an attempt to capture Alejandro's head but Alejandro was ready. He grabbed Nicco's ankles and pulled him forward into a roll up pin. Nicco closed his fists and began to punch Alejandro's gut and pecs. The slaps of fist on skin echoed in the room.
Alejandro bent forward tightening his abs. He continued the pressure on Nicco's neck rolling the weight of his body back on his shoulders. Knowing the repeated punches would quickly take their toll, Alejandro let his arms slide down behind Nicco's knees, lifted him and continued the roll until Nicco was on his stomach. Anchoring Nicco's shins under his pits, Alejandro reared back pulling Nicco's legs up till he heard Nicco slap the mat, growling out his frustration and pain.
Alejandro crossed Nicco's ankles increasing pressure on his knee. Waiting `till an arm came within reach, Alejandro grabbed Nicco's left arm by the wrist and quickly twisted it back into a hammer, shoving the wrist up Nicco's back. Nicco roared and thrashed trying to unseat Alejandro.
Alejandro suddenly realized that bringing the fight back to Nicco would unquestionably mean more pain for him. So be it. He wasn't going to allow this to be entirely one sided. He just hoped he could take the punishment he was sure Nicco would meet out.
Again following Nicco's lead, Alejandro leaned forward increasing the pressure on Nicco's legs. Releasing the hammer lock Alejandro rapidly slid his arm into a half nelson pushing Nicco's face to the mat. Swiftly he slid the other arm into place and locked on the nelson pushing Nicco's neck forward with all his might. Straddling Nicco, Alejandro's cock was nestled in his ass crack. Alejandro added fuel to the fire by humping Nicco and heard him growl an incoherent warning to the young pup.
With unimaginable pressure, Nicco pushed his knotted, muscled, arms down with irresistible force. As Alejandro's grasp weakened Nicco raised his neck. The corded muscles in his neck looked like snakes writhing under the skin. Alejandro shifted his weight forward knowing the risk but he had to keep the nelson secure.
Suddenly, with his elbows on the mat for leverage, Nicco quickly got his quads under him and heaved Alejandro forward breaking the nelson. With a muted roar in one fluid motion, Nicco raised himself to his hands and launched himself toward Alejandro. Landing on his back, Nicco quickly grabbed an ankle and pulled Alejandro's leg forward as he secured a half nelson holding Alejandro's face to the mat.
Letting his arm slide down Alejandro's leg, Nicco hooked Alejandro's chin and neck. Sliding off Alejandro's back Nicco placed his knee in the center of his back and turning Alejandro to his side, Nicco, once again, began to stretch Alejandro's spine. With some satisfaction he heard Alejandro's gasp of pain "Ahh ahhh ahhhh!"
Adding insult to the continuing injury, Nicco let his hand slip from the hold on Alejandro's chin and captured his arm pulling it back. Nicco quickly slipped his feet to the small of Alejandro's back and buttocks, continuing the stretching. Nicco could see the muscles in Alejandro's back and lats bunch under the strain.
Releasing Alejandro's foot, Nicco stretched his legs across Alejandro's back and twisted his arm into an arm bar. He rested, catching his breath for a moment as Alejandro groaned. Nicco continuing the twisting on Alejandro's arm and began to stand pulling Alejandro up with him.
When they were standing, Nicco pivoted on one foot and with the other leg drove his knee hard into Alejandro's gut. Nicco released the arm bar and caught Alejandro under both arms. Pulling Alejandro's head into his gut, Nicco slammed his knee in quick succession several times to Alejandro's abs. Releasing him he watched the boy grab his gut and fall to his knees to a fetal position.
Not ready to forgive Alejandro's attack, Nicco stood watching, his breath rasping as he gasped for air. His muscles rose and fell with raw animal power. The matted hair on his chest was wet with sweat. Stepping behind Alejandro, Nicco bent down. Grabbing Alejandro under his arms, he lifted him. Grabbing him around the chest, Nicco hefted Alejandro into the air and caught him around his chest.
With his long sinewy arms Nicco grasped his own wrists and began to crush the breath out of Alejandro. Clawing at the python hold, Alejandro thrashed, kicking his legs and pulling with desperation on the vise-like hold. He soon saw stars in his vision and realized he was beginning to black out. With frantic movements he continued to struggle but soon felt his strength ebbing. His breath rapid and shallow, he finally began to slump in Nicco's arms.
Nicco let him fall slowly to the floor and with a foot turned Alejandro to his back. With his bare foot he massaged Alejandro's flaccid cock and balls. With his toe, Nicco massaged the cock head pressing through the nylon. Seeing Alejandro stir to consciousness, Nicco stepped over him, leaned down and flexed his torso and arms.
Dropping suddenly to his knees he saw Alejandro flinch and smiled knowing Alejandro was acknowledging Nicco's mastery over him. Leaning forward, resting his weight on his hands and his knees, Nicco rubbed his stiffening cock against Alejandro's face. As the muscle hardened further, Nicco batted Alejandro's nose with it alternately pushing his balls against Alejandro's mouth.
Alejandro, beginning to recover, reached up and caught Nicco's nips between his fingers as he massaged the mounds of furry muscle. Nicco rose to his knees and covered Alejandro's hands with his own while twisting his crotch across Alejandro's face.
Not finished with his play, Nicco fell forward clasping Alejandro's head between his knees. Lifting the back of Alejandro's head with his hand, Nicco gently scissored Alejandro's neck pulling his face into Nicco's crotch. Rolling to his side then back, Nicco pulled Alejandro with him. Pulsing Alejandro's neck with pressure from his quads, Nicco continued the teasing.
Alejandro began to push back against Nicco's thighs only to hear Nicco laugh. Grabbing hair at the back of Alejandro's head, Nicco pulled him in tighter into the hold. Rolling from time to time, Nicco adjusted the pressure and facial contact against his now fully hard member.
He gently pulled Alejandro's head back and smiling said, "You know I'm not through with you yet, don't you. You have fight left in you."
Saying that, Nicco loosened his scissors while pushing against Alejandro's head. Nicco rolled backward and stood smoothly to his feet and waited for Alejandro to stand.
Slowly he stood, slightly shaking his head. "I'm remembering that I asked for this." Alejandro smiled ruefully. "I've just got one thing to say to you." He waited.
Nicco cocked his head in question. "What is it?"
"I'm not done with you yet either." Taking a deep breath, Alejandro assumed a fighting stance and saw a big smile crease Nicco's face.
"You are everything I'd hoped you'd be so far. Don't worry. I won't hurt you," he paused and smiled a bit cruelly, "too badly."
They began to circle. Alejandro was both afraid it would and wouldn't be to the finish. He didn't know how much more he could take.
Gathering his courage and fueling it with the desire to meet back some of Nicco's punishment, Alejandro rushed Nicco low and fast. Driving his shoulder into Nicco's plexus, he continued to push until they landed hard against the padded wall. Alejandro rammed his fist into Nicco's abs. Grabbing Nicco's head; Alejandro shoved it down between his legs. Grabbing Nicco by the waist band of his Speedo, Alejandro bent his knees then jumped landing hard, jarring Nicco's head. Bending again, Alejandro hefted Nicco up and back and over his shoulder, letting him land with a hard splat against the mat.
He got up quickly and spun launching himself with the intent of landing a hard elbow into Nicco's chest. Nicco rolled out at the last second, reared up on his knees and dropped his elbow into Alejandro's ribs. Nicco proceeded to methodically work through every muscle group in Alejandro's body measuring the pressure and pain to break him down but not break his spirit.
When Nicco finally fell across Alejandro's wet, matted, chest they were both heaving, gasping for air. Alejandro had never wrestled so hard for so long in his life. With sweat dripping from his face Nicco rolled atop Alejandro. Grabbing his wrists he pulled Alejandro's arms away from his body as he captured Alejandro's legs in a grape vine.
"Are you finished or do you want some more?" gasped Nicco with ragged breath. His face was just above Alejandro's. Their noses were touching as hot moist air bathed their faces.
Alejandro gasped. "I'm done. You win." All this he said without blinking, looking steadily into Nicco's eyes. Nicco ground his crotch against Alejandro.
Dropping his face beside Alejandro's he said, "You are much tougher than I though you'd be. It was a great match. Now rest here a moment and let me take care of you."
Pulling Alejandro's arms in slightly, Nicco rested on his elbows and looked down, smiling at Alejandro. Slowly he dropped his mouth to meet Alejandro's open mouth. It was a quick kiss, promising more. It was all they either could manage as they still gasped for air.
Nicco released Alejandro's wrists and let his body wrap around Alejandro. Holding his head, he licked the sweat off Alejandro's neck. Gently they rocked against each other as their crotches begin to respond and fill. Their breathing eased, they began to battle with their tongues. Nicco felt his lust surge as he roughly caressed the muscular young body beneath him.
Twisting his legs around Alejandro's Nicco began to grind their muscles together with increasing intensity. Resting on his elbows, he grasped Alejandro's pecs in his hands. Catching the nubs between his knuckles he manhandled the muscled mounds. Alejandro groaned with both pleasure and pain that racked his body. Nicco's rhythm increased. Alejandro could only imagine the size of the muscle that was pounding against him.
With a growl, Nicco reached down, and lifting Alejandro's head to him he plunged his tongue deeply into the willing mouth as he began his orgasm. Alejandro could feel as well as hear the grunts that rumbled in Nicco's chest. It seemed that the final effort had drained Nicco in several ways. He fell heavily atop Alejandro, his chest heaving from the effort and release.
Nicco stood slowly. Feeling his muscles complain, he smiled at the thought of how sore he'd be tomorrow.
Reaching down, Nicco offered a hand to Alejandro. Grasping his wrist he gently pulled Alejandro so he could sit. Leaning back on his hands, Alejandro looked up. "Thank you. I don't have any place on me that doesn't hurt but thank you." He said smiling weakly.
"Let's get you in the shower. Come with me." Taking Alejandro's arm, Nicco helped him to his feet and pulling Alejandro's arm around his shoulder, Nicco led him back to the showers.