The auditorium burst into loud cheers as Connor made the fin..

The auditorium burst into loud cheers as Connor made the final move and pinned his opponent. The spectators stood in the stands and shouted Connor's name. The new 185lb champion stood up and the referee lifted his right arm in victory. He looked so cocky and confident as he raised and flexed his muscular arms. He quickly scanned the breaches. His family wasn’t in the stands as one would have expected, but it wasn’t his family he was looking for. He then jogged off the mat to be greeted by his celebratory teammates and coaches. His teammates flocked to him, jumping up and down around their team leader. They hugged him, patted him on his wide back and round muscular ass. He was enjoying his teammates and coaches admiration more than the victory itself. To his teammates he was the alpha jock, their leader who they look up to. The head wrestling coach hugged him in celebration and gave Connor’s ass a slap, “good job, I’m so proud of you.” Connor pulled away from his coach and headed toward the locker rooms. He was cocky and arrogant as he headed toward the doorway leading to the locker rooms, even though his cock was rock hard under his singlet and briefs. The wrestling singlet was so tight and revealing, as it hugged and displayed every bulge and curve of his sculpted body, that there was no hiding his thick, hard cock. It was noticeable to everyone. He tried to ignore it and play it off as if it wasn’t a big deal. He looked even more cocky actually as he walked with his thick cock visible. When Connor got to the locker rooms, he looked around to make sure no one was around. When the locker room was secured, Connor pulled the shoulder straps off his broad shoulders and down his large defined arms. As he peeled the singlet down his torso, he slowly revealed his muscular chisel body. Connor continued to peel it down over his powerful hips and below the white wrestling briefs he wore under the singlet. The spandex briefs were stretched over the thick tube of his cock and large round bubble ass. He turned his head again to make sure no one was in the locker room. When he thought it was secure, he hooked his thumbs into the waistband and pulled it under his cock and balls. His thick cock popped free. He gripped his cock in his fist and began to jack off. His cock was throbbing and oozing. Connor pumped his cock feverishly. His coaches’ praises made him so horny. He found himself needing their approval. The cocky alpha facade, he put on in public and on the mat, was an illusion. When he wrestled his opponents, deep down he imagined that they were in fact himself. He secretly wanted to be dominated, but also he wanted and needed other men's approval and praise. As he pumped his cock, he moved his left hand between his thick smooth thighs and pushed a finger into his own tight hole. “You need help there,” the masculine voice scared the younger jock. Connor reached for his briefs to pull them up as he turned toward the voice with a look of a deer caught in headlights. “Relax, stud,” the man laughed as he turned to lock the locker room doors. “You should make sure the doors are locked before you play, boy.” Connor breathed in a sign of relief as Thomas approached him, “I didn’t see you in the stands during the match.” Connor lowered his head as the older man approached him and gently stroked the college wrestler’s muscular, smooth pecs. “You know I never missed one of your matches, especially this one,” Thomas moved his hand down Connor abs, tracing the chisel valleys with his fingers. Connor knew the older man was right, he knew Thomas would never forget his matches, unlike his own busy father. The college wrestler met the man at his first wrestling tournament of his freshman year at the Big 12 university. He was introduced to Thomas by his coach after his match and was impressed by how much the older man knew about wrestling. Just from looking at the cocky, confident jock, Thomas knew the best way to seduce Connor was to stroke his ego. Thomas was quickly proven right when Connor boned up right there as Thomas lap praises on the cocky jock. Thomas was there again after Connor's second match and offered to take the wrestler out for dinner to celebrate. Connor was a poor college student and readily agreed. Connor didn’t remember much later that night, except that he woke up the next morning with Thomas’s cock buried in his tight wrestler ass. Connor always considered himself straight, never even thinking about a guy until that night. Thomas gave Connor everything he didn’t realize he needed. The older man worshipped and praised him and then dominated him. Connor couldn’t get enough. Thomas moved one of his hands further down, tracing the veins and deep v-cuts along Connor’s smooth lower stomach, before gripping the wrestler’s thick cock. With his other hand, he lifted the jock’s masculine chin so their eyes met. Thomas leaned in and kissed the tough wrestler right on the mouth. His tongue pushed into Connor’s mouth, dominating the champion wrestler’s tongue. Connor closed his eyes and moaned into the older man’s mouth. His strong hands flobbed with Thomas’s pants trying to free the man’s cock. Once he freed it, Connor began to stroke it. He pulled away from the kiss and looked down at the huge thick cock in his strong hands. He has always been amazed at the size of Thomas’s cock. It was bigger than his own thick, eight inch cock. Connor looked up into the taller man’s eyes, and whispered in a low voice, “fuck me please.” His youthful, masculine voice cracking as he spoke. Thomas smiles as he finishes peeling the singlet and briefs down the wrestler’s muscle packed legs and over the boy’s wrestling shoes. After Connor stepped out of his discarded singlet and underwear, Thomas took him by the hand and led the muscular jockboy over to the team’s practice mat that lay in the middle of the locker room floor. Connor obediently laid on his back and lifted his legs apart. Thomas loved the look in Connor’s handsome face as he exposed his boypussy. Thomas knelt between the wrestler’s spread legs and aimed his cock at the tight, smooth hole. Looking Connor right in the eyes and smiling, he rammed his cock hard into the jockpussy. Connor arched his back into the air and grunted. The older man’s cock continued to push deeper, stretching the jock’s inner canal. Thomas was pushing hard determined to fuck the cum out of the jock. Connor then wrapped his powerful legs around the older man’s waist. On the mat during a wrestling match, his opponent would be in trouble if they were in that hold. However, now it was Connor who was in the submissive position. Having stretched the boypussy enough, Thomas began to move in and out of his jock boy. Each time, deeper and harder. Connor was groaning as the thick cock pounded his prostate. It felt so good. His own cock was slapping against his lower abs each time Thomas rammed into him. “You my good jock whore,” Thomas grunted as he rammed deep. “Fffuck, yes,” Connor moaned in pleasure. No one would ever believe even if they witnessed it themselves. Connor was like a totally different person then he appeared to be only minutes ago when he was dominating his opponent on the mat. He was cocky, dominant, a college alpha god. Now he was moaning and whimpering in pure pleasure as he was fucked hard. Thomas loved the look in the jock’s face. The handsome face distorted between pain and pleasure. His pouting lips open in an extended moan. His blue eyes glazed over. He could fuck the boy all day in that position, muscular legs and arms wrapped around him, but he knew their time was short. Soon Connor’s team would be heading back to the locker room and neither Connor nor Thomas could afford for the teammates and coaches to find the locker room doors locked and them inside alone. Thomas pulled out of Connor’s hole, leaving the jock feeling empty. Connor eyes open in disappointment and confusion. Then Thomas flipped Connor on to his stomach. It wasn’t an easy move against the muscle packed 185lb wrestling champ. However, Connor offered no resistance. He lifted himself on to his hands and knees, just as Thomas mounted him from behind. The force of Thomas reentry into his ass was so strong that it drove Connor face down on the mat and he grunted as the air was pushed out of his mouth. Thomas held him by his muscular hips as he pounded hard. Connor turned his head sideways as his face pressed against the mat. His eyes rolled up and back into his head as his mouth hung open. He then let out a long deep moan as the cock bottomed out deep inside his hole. Thomas pushed all the way into his jock boy’s ass. His stomach was slapping against the wrestler’s tight smooth ass each time he thrusted in and out of Connor. Connor’s ass felt so good as it flexed and gripped around his cock. He loved fucking the wrestler and Connor was definitely his favorite fuck. It was the boy’s cockiness on the mat and elsewhere that turned Thomas on, and seeing that cockiness vanish as he fucked it out of him got Thomas even more aroused. Hearing the straight looking, jock alpha moan and groan as he took his cock up the ass was pure heaven to Thomas’ ears. Knowing that their time was running out, Thomas gave one last ram deep into Connor’s ass and paused. “Oh, fffuck,” Connor yelled out as he felt Thomas’s warm seed filling deep inside him. Unable to control himself, he quickly followed and came on to the mat beneath him. When Thomas pulled out, he dropped Connor’s body like a rag doll on to the mat. He gave the wrestler’s ass one last slap before getting his clothes on and sneaked out of the locker room. After Thomas left, Connor lifted up his sore body off the mat. As he stood up on his thick muscular legs, he felt Thomas’s cum leaking from his ruined hole. He began to clean up the mess of sweat and cum from t