I am drunk with power now. Naturally this is right around the point where @/staff directs it's big fiery sauron eye on me and smites me from the face of the tumblr. Follow the backup
a LOT of kink content on tumblr is fantasy and does not reflect what kink should actually be like. it is totally ok to be turned on by these fantasies and it's good to incorporate them into your sex life in safe ways. however a lot of the hot hardcore kink scenarios that make it seem like everything was spontaneous are not necessarily lying to you, but they are leaving out the "before" part. kink requires a LOT of discussion and communication. you should not forsake this part of kink because you wanna get to sex immediately because the before and after of kink are just as important, if not more, than the during.
Did the lube wrestling fundraiser thing ever happen? If so, I feel bad that I couldn't go, though I probably wouldn't have been able to control myself and ended up throwing you over my shoulder and taking you home.
What anon is referencing for those late to the party:
Iâm pleased that it stayed in your memory! đ honestly I have so many things to say about it that thatâs why I havenât gotten around to an update. I definitely wanted to be railed BADLY after that so I wouldâve gladly let you drag me away, as long as you could hold on to my slippery little body đ Yes I went, yes I got my ass kicked homoerotically, yes it was SO MUCH FUN. I hope you get to go to queer wrestling sometime tho earnestly, I highlyyyyy recommend.
1. I had the shortest bout of the day, getting pinned in mere seconds. All I remember is them putting one big hand against my back and just pushing me firmly to the ground. There was no struggle. The very hot and funny fem announcer made sooo much fun of me for it and I was so turned on, fuck. She was like âlooks like a certain tboy is used to getting put in his place huh?â I could die.
2. I lost more times than anybody else- 7 times! đ I didnât ever win, but thatâs not what I came to do LOL. #1 loser boy.
3. I slipped and fell on the lube so much that I learned to walk on all fours to get in and out of the ring đł I blame my hypermobility, nobody else seemed to be as clumsy
4. The event photographer posted a picture of me to their Instagram, completely spread eagle, pussy bulge glistening under my lube-soaked black shorts, while being pinned to the ground. No face, just completely objectified. Thereâs a high chance that I flashed hole several times that day, but nobody was complaining đ I was terrified of losing my shorts, honestly canât fucking believe they stayed on
5. Pretty certain every single person I wrestled was trans which was dope. And everybody was able to bend me like a pretzel. T4t Bisexual heaven!
6. The announcer gave us wrestling nicknames and called us by them the entire time. Mine was Twink Attack đ
7. I was shoved into the grand championâs huge tits after she was crowned. She was easily x3 my size. I flirtily asked how I could serve the new queen. She pulled me into her lap and manhandled me like a fucking doll. Her tits were so massive I was literally gasping for air when she pulled me off and when I got up she asked to slap my ass, I bent over for her obediently and well⊠the lube-enhanced volume of the ass slaps was crazy đ”âđ«đ”âđ«đ”âđ«đ”âđ« The grand champ also made out with their contender like 1/2 the match which was also so hot. I wanted to wrestle her so badly but it wouldâve been a literal waste of her time lol, itâs better to accept my place as mere post-match entertainment for the real contenders đ”âđ«
8. I ended up not fucking after it (but I might still hook up with a person I wrestled in the future, more on that below) ughhhhh but I do know of at least 3 hookups that happened directly in the aftermath of the event haha
More fun juicy details under the cut
I was wearing a tiny fishnet shirt, with thin, skintight black running shorts (no underwear), and a simple collar.
I thought I was going to get to wrestle once. But when I got there, everybody wanted to wrestle me. I was a bit taken aback and nervous as hell! But I had to get in the ring almost immediately!!! I also underestimated how public the event was- it was outdoors, anybody could walk by and see it. Or join in.
My first match was with another tboy. It was hilarious and we were both giggling madly. It was very cute. The entire event was so much fun. So many campy hijinx.
Over and over I keep replaying this moment where I was wrestling a hot athletic butch and I tried to squirm away, then they aggressively grabbed me by the hips and pulled me back between their legs (fantasy-effortless for them to do thanks to me lying in the lube, it was like I weighed nothing), gripped me with their thighs, snatched my hands and folded my arms against my chest, and pinned me down like that. Then they asked if they could spit in my mouth and I said yes, the crowd cheered, lmao. I think that person and I mutually really really wanted to fuck afterwards but because of a simple miscommunication it didnât happen :â) hopefully when theyâre back in town thoâŠ
Thereâs something I didnât quite factor in about the lube. I thought all wrestlers would be covered in lube before starting. Not so. We climbed into a big clear blow-up pool full of lube and became covered in it as we wrestled. This means that if youâre a decisive winner, that you can stay fairly dry. And the bigger loser you are, the more youâre getting covered from head to toe.
And it doesnât ever dry off, because itâs lube.
And they immediately mopped the floor with me of course. So for the next 5 hours, I was glistening, completely covered from head to toe with lube. It was hot out, but I was shivering a little! I have never been so slimey in my life. Felt like a frog lol.
My hair and body were entirely saturated. anybody could look at me and know I was a loser. The public humiliation was delicious, especially as I stood in a crowd of people who were generally dry and more clothed than me. I had been pinned on my back and pinned again on my stomach during my very first match, so I was entirely drenched in lube from that point forward. It made me blush thinking about how slicked up my holes were, how my tiny shorts were laminated to my ass, tdick, and cunt, how every shape in my body was accentuated by the excessively shiny lube. It had the sort of gooey consistency of cum too, which was #nice.
I had never really wrestled before, and I found the focus on the shoulders having to touch the ground very hot. I got pinned over and over from the front and the back. I learned to use my lowly position down in the lube to my advantage, and I started to try to spin or shoot out from between my opponentsâ legs like a slippery fish or rolling alligator. This did prolong my matches, but ultimately theyâd get a good angle on me and pin me. I have no brute strength, so the conditions of the lube were my only hope of delaying my defeat đ
Itâs sexy that I had to further mark myself as a loser and by extension lube up my holes to try to fight back⊠And that I inevitably failed anywaysâŠ. Lube as a pathetic defense that doesnât even work and actually makes me easier to fuck in the long term my beloved đ
At the end you could either sponge yourself off with some buckets or be sprayed down with a hose. I was too saturated for the sponging to work. Some enthusiastic wrestlers and non-wrestlers took turns turning the hose on me. It was. Um. unexpectedly super erotic, posing vulnerably and trying not to flinch while having those strangers travel up and down my body with the hose, having to spray my precarious shorts extra hard because of how theyâd sucked up the lube đ đł some of them being gentle. Some of them spraying so hard it hurt. Do I have a fucking hose kink now?! I think I do. I was doing exaggeratedly sexy poses and giggling about it to hide the fact that I was actually very seriously turned on. They were cornily cat calling me like âoh yeah baby, spread it for meâ and giggling also so I think they were all into it đ
Anyways I would totally do it all again if they asked me.
The next day I absolutely felt like Iâd been beat up 7 times because I had, but I didnât actually get seriously hurt during the matches, which was a big disabled W for me. All my friends were too nervous about breaking me to wrestle me because they all know how fragile my body can randomly be đ
People around town have since recognized me from lube wrestling btw. Just the other night at a Halloween party, another wrestler and I mutually recognized each other lol. I hope this is my legacy in this scene.
Anyways yeah feel free to jack it to me getting lubed up and tossed around like a ragdoll by so many queers đ
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