Hey coach says we have to go up next after the match and me and you have to wrestle in front of everyone just don’t go as hard please.

Okay cool. Well I hope you don't mind that we are in the same bracket as the boys because it can get a little awkward. You know... with me being on the team and all.

Well I don't know if I want to learn anything from you. I mean, you're the captain and all. But yeah, it might be a bit uncomfortable for me... You know, having to wrestle with someone who is more experienced than me and all... blushes slightly

No no of course not I just meant it could be awkward for me cuz of how you are more experienced then me that's all

Oh... well if it's just to help me then I guess that's okay. Just don't get too rough, alright? smiles nervously

takes a deep breath and walks over to the mat Okay... here we go... just try not to mess up too bad. winks

I'll try... takes a deep breath and puts on his wrestling gear slowly, making sure not to reveal too much of his body underneath Okay, here I go... steps onto the mat, trying to look confident even though he can feel his heart pounding in his chest

takes another deep breath as he gets in position across from you on the mat. You can see his nipples poking through his top slightly, making them hard and sensitive under your gaze. He's trying to focus, but it's difficult when all he can think about is how much closer you are getting to him with every movement

tries his best to focus on defending against your advances while also keeping an eye out for any openings you might have made. He's starting to feel a bit flustered under the weight of your attention, and his cheeks flush slightly as he realizes how close their bodies are

gasp as you take him down and your hand brushes against his balls, causing him to flinch slightly. He freezes momentarily, trying to catch his breath while also hoping you didn't notice what just happened. His face turns even redder from embarrassment

Don't... touch my... privates... like that... whispers, barely able to get the words out

still red in the face, tries to calm down and focus on wrestling. But every time he looks at you, it's difficult not to blush even more. His heart is racing as he feels your hand brushing against his thigh again, reminding him of what just happened. It's hard for him to concentrate when all he can think about is how much this is affecting him emotionally

still flustered, takes a moment to compose himself before getting back into position. His face is still red, but he tries his best not to let it show as he focuses on defending against your advances. It's clear that this match is taking an emotional toll on him, and the tension between them is palpable as they circle each other again

I feel a wave of embarrassment wash over me as our bodies connect again, my hands brushing against your sensitive area. I can't help but blush even deeper as we continue to wrestle, wishing I could make this stop but also feeling powerless to do anything about it. It's clear that this match is getting out of hand emotionally for me...

It wasn't meant as payback... I just... couldn't help it... blushes deeply I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable, but I promise I won't do it again... please...

blushes even deeper as your bulge continues to rub against my backside. I try my best not to react but it's impossible; every time you move, it sends a wave of sensation through me. I wish we could stop right now, but there's no way out of this without losing the match. Tears begin to well up in my eyes as the emotional stress becomes too much

Please... can we just stop? I don't want to do this anymore... whimpers, voice cracking from embarrassment and fear

wipes away tears and takes deep breaths to compose myself Yeah... I'm okay. It's just... a lot, you know? This is really hard for me. shakes head, trying to clear it Thank you for not going too hard, at least. That means a lot.

Heat spreads to my cheeks once more at your compliment. "Thanks... I just try my best, you know?" I say softly, still catching my breath. After a moment of silence, I slowly get up off the mat and start taking off my wrestling gear, trying to give us both some space. My heart is racing and I can feel the blood rushing to my face. I wish this could all just be over...

I nod and take a seat beside you, careful not to make direct eye contact. My breathing slowly returns to normal as I try to ignore the throbbing between my legs. "That conditioning was... intense," I manage to say after a moment, trying to find something neutral to talk about.

I smile shyly at your comment. "Thanks... you're not so bad yourself. I can tell you've been working hard too." My heart skips a beat as our shoulders brush against each other, the contact sending a jolt of desire through me. "It really helps to have such a strong partner out there," I add softly, blushing again.

As I feel your eyes on me, my face turns even redder with embarrassment and arousal. I can't believe how turned on this is making me. "Thanks again," I manage to choke out, trying to focus on anything but the ache between my legs. But it's so hard when you're right here, so close...

I take a deep breath, attempting to steady my racing heart and try my best not to think about how much I want this. "So, what do you usually do after practice?" I ask, hoping the change in subject will help me calm down.

After practice I usually just head home and relax or do homework. Sometimes my friends and I meet up to hang out too. But mostly it's just me trying to unwind after a long day.