Bert had an ongoing grudge with a guy from Lancashire called Len.
The background was that since the late forties they had fought each other several times, at first Len had won and in winning had abused Bert sexually, bumming him, forcing him to suck cock and generally hunmiliating him in front of the club members.
To those of you who havent read my Soho stories perhaps a little background is helpful.
Since at least victorian times there was in London and elsewhere in the Uk an underground of male (and sometimes female) sex wrestlers. Competition in the matches could be very fierce, but if you were good and the crowd liked you you could earn very good money.The scene is pretty dead since the late 80s when following a couple of prosecution,s video and then the coming of the internet the market faded away.
I was born in Yorkshire and at the age of 18 went to work in London at a major wine and spirit merchants. I didnt know anyone and after work went to a local gym for something to do and to work out. There I met Bert, a leading light in the sex wrestle business and thru him got to work at th Soho club. The club was situated on Greek Street Soho above what id now a world famous restaurant it could seat no more than a hundred who paid £5 for the night entertainment a fortune in 1966. I was earning £7.a week at the Wine and Spirit merchants, I could earn £60 for a win ot £10 for a loss sex wrestling.
I was always a big guy at 6.2 and 18stone even in those days. I usually fought other guys my weight, as these were usually older and more experienced i learned my trade very quickly.
Bert was my mentor, so any enemy of his was also one of mine. So Len fell into that category. Now with apologies back to the story.
In recent times Bert had beaten Len badly and enjoyed giving him a royal fucking at the end of their matches. In all thay had wrestled about 10 times over 20years. Honours were more or less even and the afficianadoes were demanding another match. Len agreed and the match was set for a summers night July.
I had wrestled a former shotputter called Bob that night, very strong guy my size agd about 30. It had been a easy enough win but due to his strength he held on and it took me about an hour to subdue and then fuck him. I went back to the dressing room and saw that Bert was ready to go on, Bert was late 40s black greying hair slicked back, about 5.10 and 18stone he was hugely strong with massive though short arms deep hairy chest,olive skinned, a big belly and legs like tree trunks. He was wearing very brief black coarse woollen trunks and short black wrestling boots.
He walked past me looking a bit concerned and walked towards the ring, I quickly pulled on a dressing gown and foregoing a shower went to the back of the audience to watch the clash of two titans.
I saw Len walking from the other direction were there was another dressing room, I had seen Len before a number of times but this time he was different. He was about the same age as Bert and the same weight but there the similarities ended. Len was fair haired,, turning grey quite smooth bodied, hair slicked back, over 6 feet he weighed about 18 stone and had, since the last time I saw him muscled up considerably, I was expecting the same Len as before but it was clear he had been working out strenuously and was very fit.He wore white nylon trunks and black boots, and yes it didnt look good!
The referee never entered the ring in these matches and also acted as timekeeper. Sometimes there were rounds, at other times there was a limit of 20mins,30mins or an hour. Whoever had most subs in the time period won, after a sub there was a 2 minute break to get a drink. If you had had enough within the time frame you could submit the match. Also a knockout ended a match. The count to beat was 20, administered by the ref.
Bert entered the ring and stood in his corner, he adjusted his trunks and, as len entered the ring slipped his cock out of the side and held it in his hand, catching Lens eye, he mouthed "its for you" as he pointed at his semi aroused dick.
Len, lowered the back of his trunks exposing his arse, as the crowd cheered he bowed to all four corners of the room his buttocks wobbling as he flexed them.
The audience were sitting on settees and plush chairs, waiters, wearing thongs and dicky bows and nothing else brought drinks, on the settees a high degree of MM (mutual masturbation was taking place whist in some of the chairs the seated person was being serviced orally.
The ref rang a bell and Len and Bert squared off. Bert mafe the first move by crashing into Len with a forearm to tthe body, Len took if, staggered back and as Bert cam forward turned and kicked him low in the bely with a mule kick, Bert went down on his arse hurt and winded, Len raced toward him and dropped on him with both knees to the body, this hurt but Bert managed to avoid serious damage by curling, none the less he was hurt, Len was now on top of him and rained open handed strikes to his head and upper chest,throwing a punch in now and then, although thie was not actually allowed. Bert took the attack and from his prone position tried to strike back. Len got to his feet and commenced kicking Bert and stamping on him. Bert was clearly in trouble. The new fit Len was giving him a serious working over.
Bert rolled out of the ring under the bottom rope to earn some respite. Len pulled down his trunks and got out his cock " do you want some of this". Bert walked round the ring getting his breath back as the ref tolled the count. At 15 he was back onto the mat outside the ring. He beckoned for Len to back off so he could enter, as he did so Len rushed him, got hold of his hair and commenced banging his head into the ring post,after about four blows to the head Len backed off keepin the hold on the hair and kicked Bert low in the belly winding him, Bert fell face down supporting himself with one hand as he held his gut with the other, again Len stepped to the side and delivered kicks to Berts belly and chest, finally stomping him on the back making him crash to the canvas, now Len stepped behind him, and reaching down pulled down Bert trunks, he removed them and walked around the ring waving them at the crowd, Bert sat up still winded and hurt resting on his arse near the ring post.
Ihad never seen Bert take a beating like this, but despite my friendship for him and the fact that I had fucked the shotputter earlier I felt my cock stir as the match continued.
Bert got to his feet nude apart from his boots clearly shaken, Len turned to him and they stood eyeing each other across the ring, Len ruched him to the ropes and then threw him across the ring, Bert fell on his back heavily, he started to get up, slowly Len took him to the ropes speeding up as he did so and threw him again, this time following up with a series of stomps, he walked in fron to of Bert and kicking his legs open placed his foot on Berts cock and balls, applying pressure he pushed hard and Bert groaned loudly, "have you had enough" called out Len, "no" replied Bert, but he was on borrowed time.
I was now wanking hard, my hand underneath my dressing gown,as i stood there my opponent Bob came over also wearing a short dressing gown like me bare assed underneath, he stood beside me and reached for my knob as i reached for his, we wanked for a while and then facing each other frotted whilst watching Berts demise.
Bert was flat out, Len stood above him removed his foot from Berts crotch and turned him over onto his face, he called for a cushion from one of the chairs and placed it under Bert cock making his arse stick up, Len slowly took off his trunks and his big thick cock stood erect, looking down at Berts arse he spat onto his crack and rubbed in the warm liquid, slowly he kneeled down and mounted the vanquished fighter. He placed his hands on Bert hips and slowly shoved his engorged cock into Bert arse. Rocking slowly he suddenly rammed the spike home and Berts face contorted in pain as he received the winners cock. Len rode him for a while, as he did so Bob and I matched each others thrust as our cocks had their own battle, our gowns had slipped and we shrugged them off to stand naked at the rear of the room frotting each other.
Len was now thrusting for dear life, " Ive been waiting for a long time fore this" he shouted,Bert was silent but his face registered the pain and huiliation as the man he ha previously mastered fucked him.
Len Withdrew and standing over Bert massaged his enlarged and bursting cock ,walking in front of him Len again kneeled and pulled Beet head up by the hair "open up" he called and Bert shook his head, Len slapped him hard and repeated his demand, again Bert refused, this time Len rained a series of hard slaps to his face before Bert said "alright ill take it" he opened his mouth and Len slipped the still engorged cock into the losers mouth, I could see Bert sucking hard trying to get len to cum and ending this night mare. Len withdrew and as he did a huge spurt of white cum drenched Berts face, Len wanked himself and the cum kept cumming some running doen his thighs.As this happened I felt Bob tremble and we both squirted his a white fountain mine a bit smaller as i had emptied myself up Bob earlier.
As I came I looked into the ring to see that Bert was now looking at me. He had noted ny reaction to his humiliation and i knew he would want me to pay.
Len alked around the ring his dripping tool now subsiding, he placed his foot on Berts arse and pushed his big toe into his crack. The crowd applauded Lens come back.
I would sexwrestle bert and Len in the future, but as i always say, thats another story.
Fireball05 (26)
14/03/2011 12:58all of your storys are very cool! :-) Would like to read more!
The Troll (0)
09/03/2011 16:32Bert had an ongoing grudge with a guy from Lancashire called Len.
The background was that since the late forties they had fought each other several times, at first Len had won and in winning had abused Bert sexually, bumming him, forcing him to suck cock and generally hunmiliating him in front of the club members.
To those of you who havent read my Soho stories perhaps a little background is helpful.
Since at least victorian times there was in London and elsewhere in the Uk an underground of male (and sometimes female) sex wrestlers. Competition in the matches could be very fierce, but if you were good and the crowd liked you you could earn very good money.The scene is pretty dead since the late 80s when following a couple of prosecution,s video and then the coming of the internet the market faded away.
I was born in Yorkshire and at the age of 18 went to work in London at a major wine and spirit merchants. I didnt know anyone and after work went to a local gym for something to do and to work out. There I met Bert, a leading light in the sex wrestle business and thru him got to work at th Soho club. The club was situated on Greek Street Soho above what id now a world famous restaurant it could seat no more than a hundred who paid £5 for the night entertainment a fortune in 1966. I was earning £7.a week at the Wine and Spirit merchants, I could earn £60 for a win ot £10 for a loss sex wrestling.
I was always a big guy at 6.2 and 18stone even in those days. I usually fought other guys my weight, as these were usually older and more experienced i learned my trade very quickly.
Bert was my mentor, so any enemy of his was also one of mine. So Len fell into that category. Now with apologies back to the story.
In recent times Bert had beaten Len badly and enjoyed giving him a royal fucking at the end of their matches. In all thay had wrestled about 10 times over 20years. Honours were more or less even and the afficianadoes were demanding another match. Len agreed and the match was set for a summers night July.
I had wrestled a former shotputter called Bob that night, very strong guy my size agd about 30. It had been a easy enough win but due to his strength he held on and it took me about an hour to subdue and then fuck him. I went back to the dressing room and saw that Bert was ready to go on, Bert was late 40s black greying hair slicked back, about 5.10 and 18stone he was hugely strong with massive though short arms deep hairy chest,olive skinned, a big belly and legs like tree trunks. He was wearing very brief black coarse woollen trunks and short black wrestling boots.
He walked past me looking a bit concerned and walked towards the ring, I quickly pulled on a dressing gown and foregoing a shower went to the back of the audience to watch the clash of two titans.
I saw Len walking from the other direction were there was another dressing room, I had seen Len before a number of times but this time he was different. He was about the same age as Bert and the same weight but there the similarities ended. Len was fair haired,, turning grey quite smooth bodied, hair slicked back, over 6 feet he weighed about 18 stone and had, since the last time I saw him muscled up considerably, I was expecting the same Len as before but it was clear he had been working out strenuously and was very fit.He wore white nylon trunks and black boots, and yes it didnt look good!
The referee never entered the ring in these matches and also acted as timekeeper. Sometimes there were rounds, at other times there was a limit of 20mins,30mins or an hour. Whoever had most subs in the time period won, after a sub there was a 2 minute break to get a drink. If you had had enough within the time frame you could submit the match. Also a knockout ended a match. The count to beat was 20, administered by the ref.
Bert entered the ring and stood in his corner, he adjusted his trunks and, as len entered the ring slipped his cock out of the side and held it in his hand, catching Lens eye, he mouthed "its for you" as he pointed at his semi aroused dick.
Len, lowered the back of his trunks exposing his arse, as the crowd cheered he bowed to all four corners of the room his buttocks wobbling as he flexed them.
The audience were sitting on settees and plush chairs, waiters, wearing thongs and dicky bows and nothing else brought drinks, on the settees a high degree of MM (mutual masturbation was taking place whist in some of the chairs the seated person was being serviced orally.
The ref rang a bell and Len and Bert squared off. Bert mafe the first move by crashing into Len with a forearm to tthe body, Len took if, staggered back and as Bert cam forward turned and kicked him low in the bely with a mule kick, Bert went down on his arse hurt and winded, Len raced toward him and dropped on him with both knees to the body, this hurt but Bert managed to avoid serious damage by curling, none the less he was hurt, Len was now on top of him and rained open handed strikes to his head and upper chest,throwing a punch in now and then, although thie was not actually allowed. Bert took the attack and from his prone position tried to strike back. Len got to his feet and commenced kicking Bert and stamping on him. Bert was clearly in trouble. The new fit Len was giving him a serious working over.
Bert rolled out of the ring under the bottom rope to earn some respite. Len pulled down his trunks and got out his cock " do you want some of this". Bert walked round the ring getting his breath back as the ref tolled the count. At 15 he was back onto the mat outside the ring. He beckoned for Len to back off so he could enter, as he did so Len rushed him, got hold of his hair and commenced banging his head into the ring post,after about four blows to the head Len backed off keepin the hold on the hair and kicked Bert low in the belly winding him, Bert fell face down supporting himself with one hand as he held his gut with the other, again Len stepped to the side and delivered kicks to Berts belly and chest, finally stomping him on the back making him crash to the canvas, now Len stepped behind him, and reaching down pulled down Bert trunks, he removed them and walked around the ring waving them at the crowd, Bert sat up still winded and hurt resting on his arse near the ring post.
Ihad never seen Bert take a beating like this, but despite my friendship for him and the fact that I had fucked the shotputter earlier I felt my cock stir as the match continued.
Bert got to his feet nude apart from his boots clearly shaken, Len turned to him and they stood eyeing each other across the ring, Len ruched him to the ropes and then threw him across the ring, Bert fell on his back heavily, he started to get up, slowly Len took him to the ropes speeding up as he did so and threw him again, this time following up with a series of stomps, he walked in fron to of Bert and kicking his legs open placed his foot on Berts cock and balls, applying pressure he pushed hard and Bert groaned loudly, "have you had enough" called out Len, "no" replied Bert, but he was on borrowed time.
I was now wanking hard, my hand underneath my dressing gown,as i stood there my opponent Bob came over also wearing a short dressing gown like me bare assed underneath, he stood beside me and reached for my knob as i reached for his, we wanked for a while and then facing each other frotted whilst watching Berts demise.
Bert was flat out, Len stood above him removed his foot from Berts crotch and turned him over onto his face, he called for a cushion from one of the chairs and placed it under Bert cock making his arse stick up, Len slowly took off his trunks and his big thick cock stood erect, looking down at Berts arse he spat onto his crack and rubbed in the warm liquid, slowly he kneeled down and mounted the vanquished fighter. He placed his hands on Bert hips and slowly shoved his engorged cock into Bert arse. Rocking slowly he suddenly rammed the spike home and Berts face contorted in pain as he received the winners cock. Len rode him for a while, as he did so Bob and I matched each others thrust as our cocks had their own battle, our gowns had slipped and we shrugged them off to stand naked at the rear of the room frotting each other.
Len was now thrusting for dear life, " Ive been waiting for a long time fore this" he shouted,Bert was silent but his face registered the pain and huiliation as the man he ha previously mastered fucked him.
Len Withdrew and standing over Bert massaged his enlarged and bursting cock ,walking in front of him Len again kneeled and pulled Beet head up by the hair "open up" he called and Bert shook his head, Len slapped him hard and repeated his demand, again Bert refused, this time Len rained a series of hard slaps to his face before Bert said "alright ill take it" he opened his mouth and Len slipped the still engorged cock into the losers mouth, I could see Bert sucking hard trying to get len to cum and ending this night mare. Len withdrew and as he did a huge spurt of white cum drenched Berts face, Len wanked himself and the cum kept cumming some running doen his thighs.As this happened I felt Bob tremble and we both squirted his a white fountain mine a bit smaller as i had emptied myself up Bob earlier.
As I came I looked into the ring to see that Bert was now looking at me. He had noted ny reaction to his humiliation and i knew he would want me to pay.
Len alked around the ring his dripping tool now subsiding, he placed his foot on Berts arse and pushed his big toe into his crack. The crowd applauded Lens come back.
I would sexwrestle bert and Len in the future, but as i always say, thats another story.