I am varsity, she is JV (First time writer ... based on a true story of a friend's high school wrestling match. Send comments/feedback to sweezel7@aol.com) I am a young, strong, handsome male in the prime of my life. Proud and masculine. I love the sport of wrestling because it allows me to use my muscles and strength and brains and stamina and skill and power to physically control and dominate another person. So how is it that I am challenged in every aspect of that by a girl? A girl! How can a girl possibly challenge me in a sport like wrestling? I have all that muscle, all that testosterone, all that aggressiveness and all that competitive energy flowing throughout my hot hard body. No way a girl could compete against me in a man's sport like wrestling, right? She should be laughed off the mat. Doesn't she see me on the other side of the mat? Doesn't she see me in my skin-tight singlet? Doesn't she see my firm body? My muscle tone? And she just has to see that bulge in my singlet. She can't ignore that. That bulge in my singlet is an overwhelming visual symbol of my power. That girl should fall to her knees to pay respect to the bulge. She can only wish she had one of those protruding from her singlet. How dare she challenge that awesome display of masculinity and power. She needs to be taught a lesson. She needs to learn that there is no place for girls in a man's sport. She can wrestle all she wants against other girls, but she can not, she must not, challenge me or any male. I'll put her down. I'll squash her. Maybe after I put her on the mat, I'll rub my bulge against her so that she is reminded that she is being subdued by a man with his natural God-given superiority. I can't wait to get at her, take her down, put in her place, beneath me, with her back firmly on the mat and me on top of her, holding her down motionless and helpless under my male control. I'll dominate her. I'll dominate her the way men are meant to dominate women. Maybe I'll toy with her a little bit before I pin her. I'll take her down and maybe I'll give up an escape. It's worth a point just to be able to take her down again. To just let her know I can get a takedown whenever I damn please against her. Show her that man is the boss against girls. I take a quick look around. The stands are packed. Most of them are focusing on this mat. They see that I'm about to be challenged by a female. They are laughing and poking at each other. I can see they think it's a joke. They know the girl won't last the first period with me unless I decide to toy with her like a cat with a mouse. I look over at my opponent. She is warming up. She seems strangely confident as if she actually thinks she can give me a contest. Ridiculous. I look down one more time at the bulge in my singlet. No hiding that. Wouldn't want to. Let everyone in the stands and the whole world see that I'm 100% male. No way that girl can physically challenge me. I got a cock and balls and everyone can see that. She doesn't. That's all that needs to be said. That very fact proves that I will be victorious over her and I will vanquish her. Okay, it's time. I run out to shake her hand, still can't believe that she expects to roll with me. The crowd starts yelling. She has a firm handshake. Match is going to start now...I'll finish her quick. I'm sizing her up and she seems intense. Her steely gaze is burning through me. She's shooting! I'm down. What's going on? How did she take me down so quickly?? How can this happen?? Shit, she is fast. And she's strong! She's turning me! How did she get that leverage already? I quickly roll over onto my stomach, thank God I'm not on my back. But we've been going for only 20 seconds and she already has a 5-0 lead on me. I try to rise, but I can't. She's on top of me, holding me down. What am I going to do? The crowd is screaming. I've got to get her off me and pin her quick or I'll never live this down. But she's continuing to work me. She's got my arm and is twisting me back. It's all i can do to stay on my stomach. She's tough. How did this happen??? I gotta get this girl off of me. I'm a man. How can I have a girl on top of me, controlling me?? This is not possible! She's still on me. Man, she's putting more pressure on me. I gotta withstand this. Gotta suck it up like never before. oh but I can't. Damn, she's turning me again, i roll, gotta roll, okay, okay, i'm back, back on my stomach, but she turned me again, the crowd is going delirious. It's 8-0 and still in the first period, and i'm dieing here. i gotta hold out until the end of the period... man, but she's still driving me. she never lets up. How did she get this strong? She's a girl!! Oh man the crowd is screaming for her. Everyone wants her to finish me off. The whole crowd is now focused on our mat. Everyone in the stands sees the score: Girl 8, Boy 0. This isn't really happening. But it is. I gotta stay calm. I gotta stay calm. I am sweating and breathing and panting and i got to get this girl off of me. She's still working me. I gotta stay on my stomach. i can NOT get pinned by a girl. That can NOT happen. Phew. First period over. I survived. This is a nightmare. As I get up to get into position to start the second period, I'm going crazy figuring out how i am going to fix this. Making up 8 points won't be easy. Not against her. She's way too fast for me. She's skilled. She knows what she's doing. She ain't anywhere near as spent as me, she doesn't even seem to be breathing hard, while I'm gasping! My only hope is to muscle her down and pin her, and end this match the right way. With the man pinning the girl. I got no choice. I gotta choose top, work her down, use my male muscle to turn her, and just pin her quick. I choose top. getting in position, i'm on top of her for the first time tonight, now this finally feels right... whistle blows. damn! unbelievable!! she immediately reversed me!!! i can't even maintain the advantage for 10 seconds!! Oh, man, what now. i can't believe this. i'm gonna be sick. i got this girl back on top of me. just like the first period. she got two more points, and she's working me even harder than before. she's wearing me down. i'm dead here, and she's still fresh, methodically working me like i'm one of her workout partners. This can't be happening. I'm not even giving her a fight. She totally owns me right now, i'm just trying to stay alive here. She's pressuring me again. How can a female be that freakin strong? I'm really tired. been fighting her continuously and she never lets up. There she goes, rolls me over again. I have just enough to roll through and get back on my stomach, but man oh man this is getting harder and harder. What am I going to do? She just got 5 more points in the second period, i'm down 13-0. I'm looking at a tech fall here. I can't believe this. i want to die. And she's still working me for the pin! I'm losing 13-0 to a girl! I can't even get one point off her. I can't escape. The longer this goes on, the more points she's going to score. I can't stand this much longer. I can't resist her turning me much longer. What's going on her? I'm a man! She's a girl! Where's that testosterone that is supposed to give us guys such an advantage over girls? Why isn't it giving me the aggressive push that i need to get this bitch off me?? oh shit. she's turning me again. this time i don't know if i can roll through. she's got me on my back. what can i do? it's useless. i can't fight her anymore. i'm too weak. she's too strong. the crowd is screaming for the pin. nobody is giving me any support. the crowd is chanting, "Cindy! Cindy!" She's tightening it up. The ref is in position to call it. Fuck this. I can't fight her anymore. There it is. The ref's whistle blows, and he slaps the mat. The crowd is louder than i've ever heard them. How did this happen??? Here I am. On MY back. damn, she's not even getting up. She's still on top of me, still holding me down. The match is over!! GET OFF ME! the ref taps her shoulder to remind her to get off me. I can't believe this, I just want to slink back to my bench and sit on the end and be left alone. or run away as fast as i can so that i don't have to look anybody in the eye. i can't bear it. and she's still on top of me as the crowd goes wild! I swear she's rubbing her breasts on my chest! Get your tits off my chest!!! This isn't the way it's supposed to be! The female is not supposed to be on top of the male, holding him down!! She still holds me down, looking deep into my eyes with this sickening triumphant gleam in hers. GET OFF OF ME!!! Finally she gets up, but she doesn't walk away! She places one foot on each side of my chest and stands over me, and pumps her fist in the air! First her left fist, then her right fist. WHAT IS SHE DOING? The crowd screams even louder enjoying her victory dance over my prone body. She is keeping me down. I'm still on my back on the mat, looking up at this girl pumping her fists in the air while holding me with her feet on either side of me!! I'm infuriated!!! What can I do? I could trip try to trip her, but if she socks me one? That's all I need for her to start beating on me, after demolishing me in the wrestling match. Finally, she moves off me and goes to shake my coaches hand. He looks just as disgusted as I feel, as she smiles at him, not saying a word but knowing how it must feel for the coach to have one of his varsity wrestlers pinned by a girl. She crosses the mat and returns to her coach and teammates who treat her like a rock star. I slink back to my bench. Don't know what to do. Don't want to see anyone. Don't want anyone to talk to me. Just want to die. Did this just happen? Yeah, it did. She dominated me so totally and completely. She destroyed me. I got fuckin pinned by a girl. I take a peak into my singlet to make sure my cock and balls are still there. They are, but my cock seems shriveled and i think my balls descended back into my abdominal cavity. I know that is ridiculous, but i can't help but think that if someone had handed her a strap on, she could have fucked me right there on the mat and there wouldn't have been a thing I could have done about it. In a way, she did fuck me. She destroyed my sense of masculine self- worth. In no more than four minutes time, this girl turned my world upside down. I think i'm going to cry.