matchablossom oneshots

wrestling - smut

warnings ...
- gay smut lol -
- strangling by thighs -
- a bit of language, children beware -
- top; kojiro [joe], bottom; kaoru [cherry] -
- third pov -

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Cherry was slurping down some ramen after a long day at his job. He was too tired for 'S', and Joe decided to stay behind with him.

Joe was cleaning his dishes from the day and getting ready to close after his "close friend" had left.

"Would you stop staring, you giant," Cherry chirped, flicking his eyes up to meet the green-haired man.

Joe chuckled, "Sorry Kaoru. You just look horrible."

Cherry grumbles, "I've had a long ass day, leave me alone." Joe grins as he goes back to washing the dishes.

"You want to talk about it?" Joe asks, stopping as he had finished the load.

Cherry looks up once again away from his meal. "No." It was a definitive answer, but Joe wasn't taking it.

"I know somethings going on," he keeps pushing. "You're going to talk about it."

Cherry rolls his eyes. "Make me."

Joe's eyes light up as his muscles tense at the mention. "Ok, come on then. Let's straighten this out like we did back in school."

Cherry's eyes light up even though he tries to hide it by blinking his eyes rapidly and hiding behind his glasses. He clears his throat, "Wrestling? Don't be a child Kojiro." As Joe's actual name falls from Cherry's lips he knows it's on.

"Oh come on Kaoru, let's have a flashback to the good old days. I still have a mat in the back. Come on."

Cherry's mental line snaps. "Fine." Joe's eyes brighten up as he skips to the back, which looks incredibly stupid. Cherry close behind as he tries to lighten his steps to hide his excitement.

Joe wasn't lying as there was a dojo sized mat in the back, obviously used for his gym equipment.

The buff man quickly ripped off his shoes, stepping onto the mat with his socks on. He also takes off his shirt, showing his abs and large tits. Cherry does the same but keeps his kimono on, walking in front of Joe.

They immediately know what to do as they lean down. Cherry locks arms with Joe, but knows he can't win with brute strength. Joe leans down to stop the fight and simply lay on Cherry but the slimmer man dashed away as Joe stumbles. Cherry then goes to his back and pushes him down.

"Hey, this isn't fair," Joe quips as Cherry immediately wraps his thighs around the bigger's neck, pulling his arm back. Joe couldn't move, and honestly didn't want to. Cherry's very soft thighs were wrapped around his neck, the soft and supple skin making it very comfortable. Joe struggled just to play off the act as his mind was in Nirvana.

"You're enjoying this aren't you," Cherry comments.

"Of course not," Joe answers, but insincerity rings through his tone. Cherry squeezes harder, his soft thighs squishing up onto Joe's jawline. Joe can feel himself getting hard, imagining fucking the elegant man.

Cherry loosens. "I win." And with that he let's go and gets up. As he's putting on his shoes a large body wraps it's arms around his waist, grinding their hard-on up into Cherry. Cherry can't help but groan as he felt how hard his childhood friend was. Sure they'd played around before, but their relationship wasn't defined.

"Kojiro, you're... hard."

"No shit." And with that Joe spins Cherry around and smashes his lips onto the others. Cherry tries to pull back at first but gives in after he sees how serious Joe is. Joe grasps Cherry by his lower thighs and hoists him around his waist, Cherry immediately wrapping those delicious thighs around him. He walks to his couch on the other side of the room and plops them down.