He walked back into his room and opened his top drawer, pulling out a clean pair of Fruit of the Loom briefs and slipping them over his waist. From his closet he retrieved his blue wrestling singlet and put it on too. The singlet was a little tight on him, as he had grown a bit in the last year. He walked out onto his back porch. A few clouds had moved in to block the sunlight, and the weather was slightly more pleasant than earlier. He didn’t see Ralph or his opponent right away, but in a few moments he heard the commotion from their wrestling coming from behind a trailer towards the back area of his yard. As he came around the corner he saw Ralph, donned in the same color as Jacob, wrestling with his opponent: a cute smaller boy with brown hair and blue eyes. He was wearing a smaller red singlet that hugged his thighs a bit closer to home than Jacob’s or Ralph’s. He was likely from another school, as he didn’t look familiar to Jacob. The boys momentarily paused their fight as they saw him approaching.
“Oh, good. Time for you to see what this is really all about.” said Ralph as the boys turned their attention back to one another. Jacob wasn’t really sure what he meant by that, but thought nothing of it as they began rolling around on the mat. Jacob began to notice that something was off fairly quickly- the two opponents were feeling each other’s privates at every moment they could. On top of that, neither boy was trying to pin the other and they were even throwing a few punches as they struggled to be on top. By the time Ralph had locked in a sleeper hold on his young opponent, Jacob was already sure that this wasn’t an ordinary sparring match.
Jacob watched as the small brunette struggled to free himself from his opponent seated behind him, waiting for him to tap out and concede the round. But the boy didn’t tap out. He just kept flailing his limbs and sputtering and choking. Jacob watched mystified as the boy slowly lost consciousness. His arms fell by his side and his eyes fluttered shut. Ralph picked up and dropped his sentient hand a few times before releasing the hold and slowly easing him onto his back. He splayed out the young boy’s limbs.
“Why didn’t he tap out?”, asked Jacob quizzically.
“Because, Jacob…..this isn’t an ordinary wrestling match.”
To Jacob’s horror, Ralph grasped the boy’s bits in his hand through the thin red spandex and began massaging them slowly. Was he witnessing a rape?
“Have you ever heard of the YBWL?”
Jacob had heard boys at his school discussing something called the “YBWL” in hushed whispers, but he had only inquired about it once to a friend he had at school named Josh. Josh had told him not to talk or worry about it, and threatened to hurt him if he mentioned it to anyone else.
“Yeah, I’ve heard about it. But I had no idea it was anything like…..this!”
Ralph was still massaging the boy’s cock, now hard and visible through his wrestling singlet. He slowly removed the boy’s arms from the red straps and pulled the spandex material down to his waist level.
“We meet about once a week as a group, but we have matches going on all the time. They can be initiated at any moment. The only way to win is to knock out your opponent, strip him naked, and make him cum. Whoever cums first loses. Once you have a picture of that, you’ve won.”
Jacob was, understandably, a little put off by this. Suddenly Ralph’s odd behavior made more sense. Jacob wasn’t gay, but he certainly wasn’t afraid to handle or see another boy’s dick. He and Ralph had jerked off together once, even finishing each other at the end, and Jacob was a bit afraid to admit that he had liked it. A lot. Those strange feelings were now suddenly returning and made him a little uncomfortable. And a little horny.
“So, you guys are basically giving each other consent to have your way with one another? Sounds kind of gay.”
“Don’t be fooled. Just because I have my hand on this kid’s cock doesn’t mean its gay. Its more of a dominance thing. If you admit to being gay you can’t be in the league.” With that, Ralph tugged the boy’s red singlet down and off his smooth legs, leaving the poor kid in just his tight white briefs. The waistband read “Shock Doctor”, and there was a cute orange symbol on the fly. As soon as the boy’s little red singlet was tossed to the side Ralph was back to rubbing his crotch.
“Look, this kid wears tighty whities just like you! Same brand as my jock, too.” Jacob surprisingly found himself becoming aroused as he watched the visibly hard boy getting worked over in just his tight jockeys. Ralph was running his hands up and down the boy’s smooth body, squeezing his thighs and sucking his nipples.
“Jacob, I want you to consider joining the YBWL. And I want you to wrestle me for your first match. Afterward, we can get you initiated. Regardless of whether you join, I need your promise that you won’t breathe a word about this to anybody. What do you say?”
“I don’t know, Ralph. I mean, I can promise that I won’t tell anybody about this…but joining? I don’t know, man….”
Ralph took his eyes off the sleeping youth momentarily to meet Jacob’s, but didn’t stop jerking him off. “I’m not asking for a decision right away. Just help me finish this match. After that we can wrestle, and you can make up your mind then.”
“I can help you? That doesn’t seem fair.”
“There aren’t too many rules in the YBWL. There’s no scratching or biting, and you can’t strip off more of your opponent’s clothes until you knock him out again….”
“-I was wondering why he still had underwear on if the point is to get him off.”
“….Other than that, its pretty much rules-free. You can double-team, drug, restrain limbs, blackmail, whatever. Just as long as you get the picture of them naked and covered in cum.”
“I’m still not sure about this, Ralph….”
“Like I said, you can make you’re decision when its over. For now, just try it. Come on, you try everything at least once. All I’m asking here is that you just get your feet wet.”
Jacob sighed and sat with his friend on the other side of the sleeping boy. Ralph took one of his shaking hands and placed it on the boy’s cock, guiding Jacob as they together rubbed his throbbing boyhood. Ralph moved to his upper body and felt up and down his smooth chest while prodding his mouth forcefully with his tongue. Meanwhile, Jacob pulled down the nameless boy’s briefs down ever-so-slightly so that the waistband rested on his balls, and fished out his cock. Jacob found himself questioning everything he thought he knew about his sexuality as he tugged on the incredibly hard and completely hairless penis before him. He couldn’t believe that Ralph had coerced him into doing this, but he was starting to feel strangely glad that he had. It was particularly titillating, considering that he had never fully explored another body besides his own. He grabbed the boy’s limp hand and rubbed it on the front of his wrestling uniform.
As the boy began to stir Jacob scooted away from him and stood up. He watched as Ralph continued to fondle the boy as though nothing was happening. The young brunette groggily tucked his dick back into his underwear and rolled onto his side, groaning as he attempted to escape Ralph’s busy hands. His tight briefs showed every contour of his natural boyhood. Ralph hoisted the boy up into his arms as high as he could and slammed him back down onto the blue wrestling mat, causing the boy to cry out and hold his sides. When the boy continued to resist Ralph’s advances, he grabbed his small head with both of his hands and slammed it hard onto the mat, nearly knocking the boy unconscious. As his head weakly rolled back and forth Ralph finally enjoyed his unfettered access to the boy’s white pouch and smooth chest once more. His young victim expressed his discontent with a weak groan, momentarily physically unable to defend himself.