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Have you ever been pinned down and rolled up completely for most of the match? Trying in vain to use whatever muscle and strength you have to get up, only to fall back down, helpless? Against the relentless heel, who is as good as keeping you under control as he is totally erotically controlling you with his tongue and hands, there's little you can do. Sudden bursts of strength are quickly dispelled by his slow and sensuous licks, and when you do escape, he only finds another way to get on your back, or snake an arm around your throat and drag you back down. The little fresh air you get is quickly replaced by the scent of his sweaty and musky bulge and pits, as he grinds it on your face. His strong legs squeeze so tightly around your head and waist it feels like youre being crushed by a trash compactor. You're drained of strength as more time goes, on, your will to fight slowly eroding, with the already strong desire building up even further. Until you beg, beg, beg for mercy.... and finally he lets you go. With the heavy pounding in your head, and the feeling of his thighs still firmly nestled in your ribs, and the overall post-match exhaustion settling in like its had a 12 hr shift, the bed(drenched with sweat), has never felt more comfortable.

So, that was me maybe a week ago. And the worst part was, I could have kept going too, but he got hungry. And also the cut on one of his hands prevented him from going all out, which, competitively speaking, is like absolutely whaling on a bigger guy for like ten minutes, and then just getting KTFO with one hit with his weaker hand.

It'd be nice to not have to nearly all the time. Oh, "sorry, I meant learn." Yeah, you'd think that it's always fun for a student,( who already spends 90% of his time learning) to learn new things. Competitive submission is still really fun though. That feeling of getting someone to tap out? Especially if he's bigger? STUNNNNING. Ahh who cares if he "let's you get into a good position". But hey, I already have beat on a few people. You can actually ask them, but I mean, I'm not putting their names in this post. ask me yourself ;)

Wrestling is a sport and a kink and a hobby to me. It's like a good 3 in 1 shampoo, except I'm told that 3 in 1 shampoo isn't that good for your hair. Meh, who cares, my hair grows quick and long, and stands up straight until it gets long enough, or wet. It's very pullable too ;), as a lot of you may know. Otherwise, I'm naturally smooth, only hairy in the best places. And that really helps me, because as you may have noticed, I predominantly wrestle muscle daddies. Recently, I've been able to wrestle some super hot guys closer to my own age, but when you're a just barely able to legally drink in the US and in Ottawa (please come here so I can fight you ), you don't have many choices. As well, even though I do have recorded videos out, thanks Feroce, dad canwrestle and marcwrestler , they all show me being squeezed and stretched and trapped until, I tap, beg and moan. Normally, it's all at the same time. So, not an ideal way to establish my reputation. But oh man, I'm so turned on all the way through, so when it's erotic, I don't mind as much.

But on the sport side, I absolutely mind!! I've always been the middle ground as a full on jock and a full on nerd. I'm not bad at physical stuff, I'm just not great. And for being a full on nerd, I don't have the precious intellect I need, so I try and build on strengths and exrcise, and durability. That is actually easier than training myself to be smarter and retain information better, since I already have school material to remember. Technique and I are more like second cousins once removed meeting together again at a 50th family reunion in your typical sitcom setting. I have learned, some moves, but not being able to practice as much is a problem because I can't think in time what to do or escape on the mats, you know. From the outside, wrestling looks slower and I usually think I could react in time and not get trapped. But it turns out, trying to escape when someone has their weight on you or their arm around your neck is pretty difficult. Gee, Who knew, right??
So, I'm still trying to use strength more, which isn't the most efficient way. However, I have picked up on a few things, and have been taight a few things. It's the curse of not being able to wrestle as much, so I don't get to practice as much, so I forget things. And then on the mats, I get slammed and twisted and trapped. Back again to square one XD. And also, everyone's bigger than me! why are they all taller than me? (genetics and a few other reasons obvi)
While it is frustrating, I can say that I'd still prefer losing to no wrestling, because in losing, I get to see where to improve, and hopefully not forget them, and to try out new things, which you know, is life. If variety is the spice of life, then the variety of ways I lose may be overseasoning. But when I can get submissions, it makes it more satisfying. And also, wrestling makes it easy to drop a line to people.
I am objectively mediocre looking, maybe kinda plain looking on the best day, but when I smile, I can kinda think maybe I'm a little cute. Cause I mean, I've been blessed to have talked to and still remain friends with (and future opponents) dozens of gorgeous wrestlers on here. Why these beautiful guys (in personality and in looks and in MUSCLE) are intersted in me, logically there's a reason, right? I've never had confidence issues, just the misfortune of not looking that great. But self-improvement is always pretty sexy, especially in the long run. I'm a Work in progress and I'll always eb a work in progress. Because when perfection is the goal, I'll always fall short. But that doesn't mean I can't enjoy it and look at my progress. A year and a bit ago, I was a faceless profile who didn't know how to lock up. Now, I can mostly remember how to lock up. and I have a face pic of me too. Progress!!

And in terms of kink wise, umm, I have so many more sensitive spots than I thought. Ive been paraluzed with pleasure so many times, and I know this is just the tip of the iceberg. I'm a loud moaner and I squeal a lot, but that's how intensely affected I am by your hands and tongue, and feet in my mouth, and the sexy sweaty scents. I'm even so attracted to guys' voices!!!!! But to be fair, who isn't, especially when it's a big tough daddy's voice speaking softly... and gently in your ear. Which, again, I know the feeling well. I'm an ion cause I'm constantly, charged with a lot of sexual energy. I'm turned on almost all the time, which is a problem, because well, school. So, hopefully i can limit myself.

For the hobby side, I can say it has made me more interesting, and more broke. I mean, I went to Toronto BY MYSELF, and got to wrestle so many people. Who cares if I've been dominated, I got to dominate some people back. And if I want to keep doing this, I'm gonna have to better myself in terms of my education, and a future career. Because I need money, and I'll always need money. The feeling of working hard and getting the money is suhc a great feeling, and even better to have it to spend on hotel rooms to accomodate all the sexy out of towners. I'm gonna have to be more intersting too, especially since my first blog post made me sound a little like I was too sad.

It's hard to come up with things that are relatable when I'm not relatable to most people. I think differently on certain things, I feel differently on certain things, things regular people have problems with aren't a problem for me, but the things other people are fine with, I'm struggling with somewhat. But there's no point in feeling bad when I know I can do it, it just takes time. And the willpower to keep going. I don't stay sad for longer than a few hours anyways, so after I do feel bad, I'm good to go. And I think that's essential for me to move forward.

Did you guys know that the amygdala ( a part of the brain) does the things you typically think the heart does? It's the center for processing emotions, which makes sense, because the nervous system controls everything. It's logical. As for why we associate the heart with processing emotions, I think people aren't the best at managing their emotions, and when they ahve distress, its a physical response to let us know we need time to heal/rest. And also cause the heart is keeping us alive, and being alive means having emotions. I think, anyways, you could probably get a scientist to tell why. But anyways, while the amygdala proceses the emotions, the heart just sounds better. (Duh) So when I talk about the heart of an ion, I really mean the heart of a (champ)ion. Cause even though I don't get the wins, I can keep on moving forward and making progress, and not let adveristy get me down(Unless of course the adveristy is really hot, or muscled, or seductive, or knows my weak points).
Anyways, I've been more sleep deprived the whole time I've wrote this. Yeah, gee, sleeping for 8 hours when i need 9.5 is such sleep deprivation. So I'm gonna go take a nap or soemthing. I've completed my goal of letting out my personality. Thanks for reading guys, and I am absolutely ok. Well, as Ok as I can be with quizzes, assignments, idterms and finals. There's no reason I'd pretend to be alright when I'm not. I'll always have problems to deal with, but I always end up moving past them. You know, heart of a (champ) ion and all.