Hey everyone, had enough free time to throw the opening portion of another story together. Though it's a separate story, it's essentially a continuation of my "Sibling Tutor Session": viewtopic.php?f=88&t=23563 . If you guys like where this story is going, just let me know and I'll add the next part when I can. As always, any feedback is appreciated.
Luke arched his back, stretching out his red singlet as he desperately attempted to shoot his hips into the air, failing to buck the surprisingly strong Amanda out of the schoolboy pin she now held him in. With volleyball practice over and the gym void of any authority figures, the only person who could save him was himself. Having been the last two wrestlers left after their own practice had ended, the two rivals had agreed to this contest when Luke saw his friend’s humiliation posted online from the locker room.
His head thrashed from side to side as he struggled in frustration, his eyes briefly scanning the writhing gym bag containing his friend on the bleachers, two of the volleyball players joining in with the rest as they cheered on their champion in this battle of the sexes, texting away on their phones.
“What’s wrong Luke,” Amanda chided with a sharp exhale, “regretting our terms?”
Knowing he’d be joining his friend Jacob if he admitted defeat, the dark haired boy just barely managed to unseat the lightning fast girl from his chest. The two continued to roll around on the wrestling mat that had been rolled across the floor in a blur of red and green spandex that clung to their bodies. The match had been going for twenty minutes, and had begun to draw a crowd of both boys and girls who rather lived close to the school or had yet to leave the parking lot.
With more members of the wrestling team returning to watch the competition, Luke felt more pressure than ever to emerge victorious, both for his friend and his inflated masculine pride. Another ten minutes into the match the boy found himself trapped in another humiliating pin, his face crushed beneath Amanda’s pelvis while she pulled his legs up into the air and held them at her sides. Outnumbered by the girls, the handful of boys watching could hardly be heard as they hollered for him to escape while the other side cheered and laughed.
“NNNMMMMMMPPPHH!” With his mouth pressed against her womanhood, and his nose a hair’s length from sharing the same fate, Luke futilely kicked his legs in the air while the girls shouted out the unnecessary pin count.
“ONE! TWO…”
Luke frantically wiggled his head beneath Amanda’s body, his angry brown eyes glaring helplessly into her smug blue ones. With his hands trapped beneath her knees, he was powerless to anything other than wiggle at her mercy. The girls laughed and applauded as it became clear he had been defeated, his wide eyes looking to his male peers for help they were hesitant to provide. Shifting his gaze from his ashamed peers, up at Amanda’s smug grin, and finally over to the bleachers; Luke groaned loudly as Rachel and Stacey mirrored the victorious wrestler’s hip gyrations, sending the air deprived Jacob into a fit of desperate thrashing. For the next few minutes the deflated boys looked on as two of their own groaned and wiggled indignantly in defeat, their muffled protests fueling the girls' laughter.
“Okay okay, you got your fluke win. Now get off of him and take Jacob out of that bag,” demanded a voice from the group of annoyed boys.
Amanda wiggled her hips, rubbing her victory and her body in Luke’s face, “Why don’t one of you make me? Or are you boys afraid you’ll lose too?”
With both their teen and masculine pride predictably offended, the eight other boys on the wrestling team scoffed and mocked her challenge, drawing the ire of four girls who shared a spot on the team with them. As a flood of argumentative taunts echoed throughout the gym, Luke could only curse and grunt as he continued to kick his legs in the air as he looked up at the smiling Amanda.
“HHHMMMMM! GGMMMPHHHH MMMMMMM!”
Luke’s demands to be released from his humiliating position went ignored as the superior wrestler shifted her hips and laughed along with the observing volleyball players while watching the offended parties set up their own mat before stripping down to their spandex singlets. With everybody else in the gym focusing on the upcoming fights, both Luke and Jacob were now equally ignored, stuck squirming helplessly beneath the girls who had dominated them.