<Joel###s Education>

<By Sonofjack, sonofjackwell@gmail.com>

<A mixed wrestling story>

 

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     ###How do I get myself into these situations?### Joel asked himself.  When he
accepted the invitation to attend the party at his friend Tim###s place, he didn###t
expect to be put in the place of having to represent the male gender in a mixed
wrestling match.

 

     Actually he didn###t exactly accept the invitation.  When his best friend Tm
called and said, ###Beth and I are having a small gathering over as sort of a
house-warming party next Saturday, so get your ass over here,### it was more or
less assumed that he would be there.  Tim and Joel had been best friends since
third grade, and they were as close as brothers.  They had been through a lot
together, and now that they were both twenty-five, it was time they ###stopped
acting like overgrown adolescents and began facing adulthood together.###

 

     At least that###s what Tim###s girlfriend Beth said.  Joel had seen Tim with a
lot of different girls over the years, but he###d never seen his old friend react
to any woman the way he reacted to Beth.  Almost as soon as Tim and Beth started
going out, she became the number one priority in his life.  This was a little
hard for Joel to get used to because it meant that their friendship would now be
second.

 

     ###But, hey, that###s the way it was supposed to be, right?### Joel told
himself.  Luckily he###d grown up in a family in which his parents were best
friends, and he understood why Tim now made Beth his top priority.  However,
understanding something and liking it is not exactly the same thing.  Still,
like it or not, it looked like Beth was going to be a part of Tim###s life for a
long time - especially since they just bought a house together - so Joel was
just going to have to adjust to his changing world.

 

     It###s just that . . . sometimes Beth made it hard.  Sometimes Beth was a
little too zealous and shrill about her beliefs for Joel###s tastes.  For example,
there was her aforementioned opinion that prior to her coming onto the scene,
Joel and Tim had acted too much like ###overgrown adolescents###.  This view
offended Joel.  He didn###t feel like an overgrown adolescent.  He held down a
responsible job and paid his bills on time.  He lived in the grown up world and
was answerable to no one.

 

     This last part, Joel suspected, was what Beth really objected to.  He
suspected that Beth was one of those women who couldn###t stand to see a happy
unattached male.  Even though Beth was fond of saying, ###A woman doesn###t need a
man to make her happy,### it seemed to piss her off when she saw a straight,
contented, single man.  She just naturally assumed that something must be wrong
with them or that they must be living some stunted frat-boy existence. 

 

     Plus, Joel found Beth###s contention that a woman could do ANYTHING that a
man could do ridiculous.  It wasn###t like Joel was a caveman or anything.  He
believed that men and women should have equal rights and be treated equally
under the law.   He just didn###t believe that, in general, women were as strong,
as fast or as athletic as men.

 

     On the other hand, there were things that Joel liked about Beth.  He liked
that fact that Beth seemed to really love his best friend and that she made him
happy.  There were times when, if you could get her off the topic of gender
equality, Beth was engaging and fun to be around.  Joel could understand what
Tim saw in her.

 

     The thing that Joel liked best about Beth, however, was her younger sister
Julie, or Jules as she was more commonly known.  Even though she was only
nineteen, Jules radiated a cool, confidence that Joel found very appealing.  She
was also, intelligent, witty and fun to be around.  Plus, while Jules held views
similar to Beth###s regarding gender equality, she didn###t share Beth###s need to
bring it up in almost every conversation.

 

     It also didn###t hurt that Jules was smokin### hot.  With a pretty,
girl-next-door wholesomeness and a small, trim, fit 5###3### body, she was exactly
the kind of woman that Joel found most appealing.  He liked the way she wore
very little make-up and the way she wore her short brown hair.  The truth was,
he liked almost everything about Jules.  So far, they were only friends, but
Joel could and did imagine how good it would feel to have Jules sitting in his
lap and resting her head on his shoulder, planting sweet little kisses on his
neck and chin.

 

     Joel would never tell this to Beth, but Jules, with her cute, little sexy
body, made him feel like he wanted to protect her.  This was only natural
right?  After all, Joel was a big guy at 6###2###, and while he wasn###t a
professional athlete or anything, he did work out regularly and played in a
couple of amateur sports leagues.  He was a solid hitter and a reliable
outfielder on his company###s softball team, and he played forward for a
recreational basketball team.  He was aware that when he was dressed in a tight
t-shirt and shorts, he and his muscles drew lustful looks from a fair number of
women as he walked down the street.

 

     And now, here he was getting ready to square off against Jules in, of all
things, a wrestling match.  ###How did I let myself get talked into this?### he
asked himself over and over.  When he heard Beth going on with her usual line
that women can do anything than men could do, he knew he should have just walked
away.  But for some reason he felt compelled to start arguing with her and
express his opinion that men were naturally stronger and more athletic than
women.

 

     Before Joel knew it, their discussion became heated, and Beth made the
ridiculous statement that her sister Jules could beat him in a wrestling match. 
He should have found some way to walk away at this point, but something drove
him to keep arguing.  By the time Jules actually agreed to take Joel on, things
had gone too far for him to back out.  Besides, Joel would be lying if he said
he had never thought about rolling around and pressing his body to Jules###. 
However, this is not what he had in mind!

 

     Before the ###match### began, Jules and Joel both had to borrow clothes more
appropriate for a wrestling match.  From Tim, Joel borrowed the baggiest pair of
gym shorts they could find, a jock strap, and a tank top.  Joel wanted baggy
shorts and the jock strap because he had a feeling that being in such close
proximity to Jules### hot little body would cause his dick to go hard, and he
wanted to conceal that fact as best he could.  He chose a tank top however,
because he wanted Jules to see his muscles.  He hoped that maybe she would be
intimidated by them and back out.  He also wouldn###t mind it if Jules found his
muscles attractive.

 

     From her sister, Jules borrowed tight red shorts that clung to her sweet,
toned ass and a pink sports bra that held her firm, round, c-cup breast tightly
into place.  Joel had never seen Jules dressed in anything nearly this
revealing, and he didn###t hate what he saw.  Joel knew that Jules was fit, but he
didn###t really know the half of it.  The muscles in her arms and legs were, of
course, smaller than his.  After all, Joel was eleven inches taller.  However,
despite their smaller size, her muscles were more clearly defined than
his##"especially her rock hard, six pack abs.  ###They looked hard and sharp enough
to grate cheese on,### Joel thought to himself.

 

     All-in-all, Jules had a body that most fitness models would die for.

 

     It was decided that the match would take place in Tim and Beth###s basement
gym.  The floor already had an open matted area in place because Beth included
tumbling as part of her established workout routine.  The other seven or eight
party guest gathered around to watch what was now being billed and the ###main
event in the battle of the sexes.###

 

     As Jules and Joel turned to face off against one another, Joel looked at
her and asked, ###Are you sure you want to go through with this?###  He was more
than half hoping she would back out.

 

     Instead, she did a VERY IMPRESSIVE double bicep pose and said, ###I###m okay;
are you sure YOU want to go through with this?###  A collective gasp went through
the small crowd as they watched Jules### biceps tighten into perfect baseball
sized mounds of power.  Her biceps were not only proportionally larger than his,
but they were clearly dense and hard.  They were also sexy enough to make Joel
glad he was wearing baggy shorts.  He was keenly aware of the fact that if Jules
had been as big as he was with biceps as proportionally large as hers, there###s a
good chance he WOULD have backed out.

 

     Despite Jules### impressive muscle development, Joel was fully confident that
he would easily win their wrestling match.  Despite their proportional sizes,
his muscles were still much bigger than hers.  He knew that he had the size,
weight and strength advantage, and he was sure these advantages would see him
through.  Just before they began, Joel looked at his much smaller opponent and
said, ###I###ll try not to hurt you.###

 

     Jules looked right back at him, smiled confidently and said, ###Same here,
cupcake.###  Despite the absurd situation they found themselves in - maybe even a
little because of it - Joel couldn###t help but feel an attraction towards this
plucky hottie.  Furthermore, he had a feeling that the attraction was mutual.

 

     Someone in the crowd made a ###ding, ding### sound and Jules and Joel began to
circle one another.  True to her aggressive nature, Jules made the first move. 
Attempting to use her smaller size to her advantage, she ducked under Joel###s
strong arms and grabbed his left leg and tried to throw him off balance and onto
the mat.  She wasn###t quite able to accomplish this, but Joel was impressed by
how close she came.

 

     Using his size and weight advantage, Joel reached down and easily picked up
the much lighter woman and took her down to the mat.  Joel quickly found that
having Jules down on the mat and pinning her were far from the same thing
however.  She was fast and agile and strong enough to keep him from pinning her
no matter how hard he tried.  Joel used every trick in his reasonably extensive
arsenal.  Several times he came close to pinning her shoulders to the mat, but
somehow, every time, the strong, pretty girl squirmed, twisted or maneuvered her
way out.

 

     Despite the frustration of not being able to finish her off, Joel still
felt the outcome was inevitable.  He was able to keep the athletic young woman
constantly on the defensive.  Other than almost taking him down with her first
attack on his leg, so far, Joel was never in any danger.  So far.

 

     Before the match started no one had thought about setting any kind of a
time limit for falls or anything.  This was probably because no one besides Beth
and Jules thought that the much smaller girl had a chance of lasting more than a
minute or so.  What Beth and Jules were both counting on was Jules### remarkable
stamina.  They knew that she was in such great shape that the longer the match
went on, the greater her chances.

 

     This thought hadn###t occurred to Joel.  In regulation amateur wrestling,
freestyle matches consist of two three-minute falls with a minute of rest
between periods.  This was the standard for trained wrestlers in excellent
shape.  Despite Joel###s general fitness, he was not prepared for the grueling
exertion of a prolonged match.

 

     At about the four minute mark, Joel asked Jules if she was ready to concede
defeat.  He thought that she might go for this since up until now he had clearly
been dominating the match.

 

     ###The only way I###ll concede defeat is if you pin me to the mat for the three
count,### Jules said, ###And you haven###t done that yet.###

 

     Joel couldn###t help noticing that while he could barely get out the words
###Ready . . to. . . give up . . . yet?### between gasps for air, Jules managed to
answer him in a clear, complete, uninterrupted sentence.  Furthermore, she
sounded as a fresh as a daisy.

 

     ###Then . . . how about . . . a . . .  little  . . . break?### Joel suggested,
barely able to get the words out due to his labored breathing.

 

     ###What###s the matter, big boy, am I wearing you down?### Jules asked under no
apparent duress.  Though Joel was loath to admit it, that###s exactly what was
happening.  When Jules added, ###We can take a break if you###re ready to forfeit
the match,### Joel knew that he was bad shape.

 

     Joel figured that the only thing to do was to gut it out through one final
burst of energy and end this thing quickly once and for all.  He managed once
again to get the upper position on the tenacious female grappler and to use his
superior weight and waning strength try to leverage her to the mat.

 

     Just like a dozen times before, Jules managed to slip out from under him. 
Only this time, she took advantage of his exhaustion and maneuvered herself onto
the top position.  Then, much to Joel###s surprise, Jules came very close to
pinning him.  For the first time, it occurred to Joel that he might not win.

 

     The humiliation of getting beaten by a pretty girl so much smaller than him
in front of a crowd - even a small crowd like this - spurred Joel on. 
Unfortunately, while his spirit was still fighting, his flesh began to fail. 
Jules must have sensed it to because she began to trash talk him.

 

     ###You###re getting weaker and more exhausted by the second, aren###t you, big
boy?### she cajoled him.  It was a bad sign that Joel no longer had sufficient
breath to deny it.  ###Why don###t you just give up?### Jules continued to badger
him.  ###I know why; because if you give up, you have to admit that you couldn###t
beat a little girl like me.###

 

     Still, Joel valiantly struggled on.  He found that he could no longer
overpower the feisty girl.  His once formidable arms hung like limp noodles at
his side.  Amazingly Jules still fought on as if she was hardly feeling it. 
While he gasped for whatever air he could get in a room that seemed to be
quickly running out of its share, her rhythmic breathing was hardly labored at
all.  He could actually hear her giggling from time to time as what now seemed
like his inevitable defeat loomed nearer and nearer.

 

     The only real sign that Jules was even struggling was the thin layer of
sweat that covered her delicious body.  The sweat caused her skin to glisten and
made it even harder for Joel to hold on to her.  Meanwhile, Joel sweated so much
that his tank top clung to his body like a second skin. 

 

     Finally at just past the ten minute mark, Joel could feel Jules### still
strong arm wrap around one of his legs.  As she began to pull his leg up towards
his head, he could feel her bicep tighten and begin to enlarge against his
thigh.  Despite his humiliation and exhaustion, the feeling of the pretty girl###s
sexy bicep hardening and growing against his leg made a part of Joel###s anatomy
begin to harden as well.  Luckily, the shorts he was wearing were made out of
some moisture resistant material that did not cling to his body and reveal his
aroused condition.

 

     Though Joel did everything he could to resist, his leg steadily grew closer
to his head until Jules was able to wrap her other strong arm around his neck. 
She was so much smaller in comparison, that by the time she pulled from both
directions, his knee and his chin were almost touching.  He wanted to cry out in
pain, but this humiliation he would not allow himself to suffer.  Instead he
clenched his mouth tightly shut as the cradle hold he was trapped in tightened. 
As he felt Jules shift his shoulders flat to the mat, he was actually relieved
when he heard someone give the three count, and Jules mercifully released him.

 

     Joel lay on the mat, his arms spread eagle, in an ocean of sweat, gasping
for air and utterly defeated.  Jules got up, slightly winded, but not too winded
to do a little dance in honor of her victory.  Even in defeat and humiliation,
Joel could not help but appreciate the wiggle of Jules### shapely, tight butt from
is unique vantage point as she continued to dance and strut.  Somehow the thin
layer of sweat that covered her body only made her more attractive and
seductive.  

 

     When Joel got his wind back several minutes later, Tim came over and helped
his old friend off the floor.  ###Letting her win like that was the only thing you
could do,### Tim said, ###You sure made it look good, anyway.###

 

     Joel didn###t bother to explain to his friend that he in no way ###let### Jules
win.  She beat him fair and square.  The reason Joel didn###t say anything is
because he knew that Tim knew the truth and that he was just trying to help his
friend save face.

 

     For the rest of the party, no one said a word about the match to Joel.  He
sensed that they were all talking about it behind his back, but no one said a
word to HIM about it.  Beth didn###t even gloat.

 

     After taking a quick shower and changing back into the clothes he came in,
Joel had an awkward encounter with Jules in the hall.  She was back in the
yellow sun dress that she arrived in and looking somehow prettier than ever. 
######Uh, nice match,### Joel said quietly, his eyes avoiding hers.

 

     ###Yeah, sure, anytime,### Jules said.  Then sensing that Joel was taking his
defeat more seriously than he should, she said, ###So I beat you, what does that
prove anyway?###

 

     ###I guess it proves that Beth was right, and I was wrong,### Joel graciously
admitted.

 

     ###Yeah, maybe, but so what?  What does it really matter in the long run?###

 

     ###I guess that###s true,### Joel conceded.

 

     Joel did his best to enjoy the rest of the party, but despite Jules###
comforting words, not long after a casual dinner had been served on the back
patio, he decided that it was time for him to go.  He thanked Tim and Beth for
inviting him and quietly made his way to his car.

 

     Much to his surprise, as he was starting to pull away, he saw Jules running
up to his car.  Joel rolled down the window to find out what she wanted.  ###I
need a ride home,### Jules explained.  ###Beth says you###re going in my direction. 
Can I have a ride?###

 

     Joel grunted and unlocked the passenger door so that Jules could get in. 
They made polite small talk on the ride to Jules### place.  They both agreed that
Tim and Beth seemed happy.  They both liked their new house.  The day was
unseasonably warm they agreed.  What they DIDN###T talk about was as obvious as a
500 pound gorilla sitting between them.

 

     When they parked in front of Jules### place, she turned to Joel and asked,
###Would you like to come in for a cup of coffee or something?###

 

     ###No thanks,### Joel answered.

 

     Jules looked at him and said, ###Oh, for heaven###s sake, stop pouting!###

 

     Joel looked at her like he had no idea what she was talking about.

 

     ###A hot babe just invited you into her place for ###coffee or something###,###
Jules explained.  ###I don###t even drink coffee; that only leaves ###or something###.###

 

     ###What makes you think you###re so hot?### Joel asked.

 

     ###That roll of half dollars I felt between your legs while we were wrestling
for one thing,### Jules responded.

 

     ###That . . . that was involuntary,### Joel shot back.

 

     Jules smiled sweetly and put her soft, delicate hand on the side of Joel###s
face.  ###Look, dummy, I like you, okay.  Before tonight I had the feeling that
you liked me too.###

 

     Joel softened.  ###Maybe I did,### he admitted.

 

     ###I###ll make you an offer,### Jules said, ###If you come in with me, I###ll give
you a rematch.  Only this time we###ll wrestle the ways the ancient Greeks did
it.###

 

     ###How###s that?### Joel asked.

 

     ###Naked,### Jules replied.

 

     Five minutes later Joel and Jules were about to square off for the second
time.  They were both naked and on their knees on Jules### king-sized bed.  They
locked arms and Jules seductively said, ###Ding, ding.###

 

     To his surprise, this time it didn###t take Jules nearly ten minutes to
defeat him.  It took effort on her part, but she overpowered him much faster
than before.  It could have been that his muscles were still tired from their
earlier match.  It also could have been that this time he subconsciously wanted
to lose.  Then again, maybe, just maybe, the truth was that Jules was stronger
than she let on earlier. 

 

     Whatever, the reason, this time, Jules pinned Joel firmly to the bed within
two minutes.  She leaned over and sexily nibbled on his ear lobe and whispered,
###Now do you understand, my great big man, that I can beat you any time I want?###

 

     ###Yes,### Joel said without any hesitation.  Not only was he defeated much
more quickly this time, but it didn###t bother him nearly as much.  In fact,
though it would take him several more defeats at the hands of Jules for him to
fully come to terms with it, getting beaten by her was a serious turn on for
him.

 

     ###Say it,### Jules demanded.

 

     ###Say what?###

 

     ###That I can beat you any time I want.###

 

     ###You . . . you can . . .  beat me any time you want,### Joel confessed
hesitantly and yet strangely happy about it.

 

     Jules wrapped her slender, delicate yet strong fingers around Joel###s
shaft.  ###Guess what, big boy,### she whispered.

 

     ###What?### Joel whispered back.

 

     She began to pump his cock up and down, up and down, up and down, and
breathed in his ear, ###I want to beat you right now##"over and over again.###

 

     And that###s just what she did.

 

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