Snapshot: The Best Hug written by Jimmy

 

The Best Hug

Written By Jimmy

 

Breathing hard the boy stumbles into the arms of his opponent. He’s lost and Cameron knows it.

“Good match.”

Cameron looks up then, as boy gives him a quick hug and it’s then that Cameron feels their groins touch. An electric charge flows through him, and he gasps at the same time as his opponent. Cameron is not even sure of his name but he starts to bone up, and unfortunate occurrence that happens way too often when he wrestles.

The boy smells of sweat, a very musk hangs between them and Cameron hugs him back, remembering what to do with his arms.

“You got lucky,” he says and after a moments hesitation whispers “You won’t next time.”

The opponent laughs. “I’ll win that too.” He says cockily, peering down at Cameron. “Plus, I’m bigger where it counts. I’ve got more testosterone then you. More of a man…where it counts.”

Cameron’s eyes narrow, while the opponent…Doug. That was his name, The Midtown Wrestler.

Doug pulls back making sure to wiggle his eyebrows as he stares pointedly at Cameron’s unfortunate growing bonner straining his white Lycra singlet pouch.

“Until next time,” Doug says with a laugh turning back to grin at his teammates, one of whom eyes glow red, but Cameron thinks that must be a flicker of the light. No one’s eyes are red.

Cameron grips Doug’s shoulder with his dominant left hand, spinning the grin wrestler back to him and gets in close to his face again, but with his leg lifted this time. Cameron’s feels a satisfying crunch, as his thigh makes contact with Doug’s groin and he hears the air expunged from Doug’s chest.

“I wouldn’t count on it,” Cameron speaks, his voice low as he grinds his knee deep in Doug’s bulge, the overflowing boyhood squished against Doug’s taint.

Doug groans, and slips down to one knee holding onto his testicles eyes starring wide.

Cameron only smiles as he glares down at Doug, before he turns on his heel still in defeat, but somehow feeling like he just won.

-End