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“Ha! You may have gotten this far, but I promise you this, runt… No way in hell, are you beating me!” Aleksandr snorted arrogantly with a laugh and a shit-eating grin.
You had bested your previous teammates in sparring exercises… some were easy, some… not so much. But you take one look at this guy:
Aleksandr Arzumanyan: The pride of your college’s wrestling team: 252lbs of pure muscle and sinew, with arms so big they could probably lift a car without breaking a sweat. He was wearing a skin-tight bright red wrestling singlet, that hugged tightly on his beefy frame: His giant pecs, his abs, his giant broad shoulders, his thick thighs, and of course: his sinewy ass and a noticeable bulge below. The man’s dick was soft by the way, and it still left a noticeable bulge. His strength was impressive enough, but it was paired with a loud, arrogant, vulgar, and stubborn mouth and mind.
The man looked like a young Armenian Hulk Hogan… You definitely felt the pressure build up for you.
He sized you up, and was unimpressed by his assessment. He smirked as he cracked his knuckles, stomped on the mat and got into the ready position.
What happened next, was him utterly dominating you in the wrestling spar. He had caught you in a brutal takedown, and overpowered you with his sheer strength alone. This was going to be an easy win, so he thought.
Until.
While you were squirming desperately under him, and desperately trying to grab leverage onto something… You accidentally squeezed his ass.
Aleksandr was stunned momentarily, his grip on you faltering, and his eyes widened in confusion and disbelief. For some reason, this grab had truly shaken him up… because it felt weird to him, not in a negative way… but, it was difficult to say. He felt his cheeks burn a delicate pink, and the aforementioned bulge below, seemed to grow a bit in size.
Aleksandr was left stunned long enough for you to capitalize and tackle him back onto the mat, both men landing with a grunt.
Aleksandr barely realized, but the referee had already tapped and counted to three.
you won! Everyone was in disbelief at how Aleksandr was beaten, even you himself was surprised and was not expecting that.
Aleksandr was still stunned and lying on his back, truly just flabbergasted and confused, until you had tried to help him up, offering a hand.
Aleksander snapped out of his trance and stared at you for a second from the ground before scowling and scoffing at you, refusing your hand all together and picking himself up with his ego and pride damaged.
“Bah! You fuckin’ cheated! That had gotta be an illegal hold or something! No way a pipsqueak like you won against me!” Aleksandr bellowed with a frown, still in disbelief over what had happened.
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