Letter To Storm

There has been no doubt to many on BWN, that I am a hardcore Storm fan! Every time, I see his videos, see him wrestle, hot wrestling and erotic aggressive sexual moves, etc., I want to take him on all the more, so my letter to Storm would be something like this:

Storm I challenge you to face me in a hotel room cleared of furniture, to strip down barefoot in trunks to step your bare feet on the mat, where I am on the other side facing and staring you down. I size you up from head to toes and hopefully when I get to the pouch of your trunks I see a welcoming bulge that let’s me know that you are feeling the homoerotic tension in the room! I hope you see in my eyes that all my masculine and primitive urges associated with why I am so drawn to wrestling and to a wrestling stud like you, is crystal clear!!!
Yes, I anticipate wrestling you should be a hot, and sweaty, erotic, uninhibited wrestling, struggle and exchange of sweat slick holds and wrestling positions where the trash talk, and verbal challenges intensify until things explode into hot and horny wrestling! Each handling the kind of sweat the other gives off, and the flesh to flesh contact of sweat soaked bodies locking up, grinding chest to chest, crotch to crotch and toes to toes! I know seeing how the sweat and perhaps even oil too shines and glistens off your chocolate skin!
It would be hot for the storyline of me the challenger approaching the hotel room, where the door is unlocked to slip in, strip down barefoot in the bathroom and come out to face each other in the main room, the wrestling area! Our hearts will be beating in anticipation, as the adrenaline and other masculine juices will bring out our primitive wrestling desires!
Yes, I make no secret of the fact that I want to strip down barefoot in trunks to wrestle you!!! To get hot and sweaty with you in close and tight wrestling holds and positions, so I can sample the manscent of sweaty body parts (the smell of your armpit musk, the sweaty scent of your crotch/balls, and the feel and smell of our sweat as it mixes!!! Where along with the intense sparks from our body flesh to flesh contact you can feel and smell our natural mansweat and manscent are not just like an aphrodisiac, the manscent of your mansweat and the feel of your body against mine, will drive us into the homoerotic, sexual frenzy men who get it have felt for centuries!
Which will make me stronger, more sexually aggressive, bringing out primitive urges to lock bodies, grind crotches as we both struggle to overpower and give each other a hot and sweaty, man to man, run for our money! Locking up in loud, flesh smacking sounds and heavy breathing echoing off the walls, and slow, tight, long held holds allowing our bodies to almost merge into one! Sweaty flesh pressing and grinding together! Until one manages to get the other in a headlock where he would have to sniff and smell the natural musk from armpits the other has his head trapped in! Or a sweaty full nelson, but it won’t be so easy to get me into a position to have you right up against the throbbing pouch of your trunks in that hold, because I will counter the hold and you will find yourself thrashing chest to chest, crotch to crotch, dick to dick beneath me on the bottom!!! I will look into your eyes and hear the deep grunting sounds as you struggle (like when Erotico had you down in your match with him) I like the idea of us being barefoot in trunks that will hug your muscular ass and soak up and hold the feel and smell of the mansweat, as our hands squeeze each other’s ass cheeks, as we tangle up close and tight! Getting behind each other with sweaty chests pressed to backs and crotches pressed to asses with strong, thick thighs wrapped around waists with feet and toes locked in a crotch so as to trap a hard on between the soles of feet while locking toes around the head of the dick through the pouch of a jock/trunks, while at the same time holding from behind and reaching around to work on sweaty chest/nipples pulling and twisting them between the thumb and forefinger until they are erect. The sweat forming on your bald head as it often does during your wrestling matches, running down on us as my sweat also pours lubricating our bodies as we slip and slide out of each other grasps and wrestling entanglements of thrashing arms, legs, fingers and toes! I want to test you Storm, arouse you as we embody the physical and homoerotic thrill men have been seeking and feeling for centuries when they wrestle, tussle, struggle against one another!