Message from John Carter

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Friday, December 16, 2016

A History of Wrestling

For the last twenty-five years, I've kept a journal that lists all the wrestling matches I have taken part in.  Yesterday, I reviewed them and found that since 2001 (when I "came out" as a wrestler), I have wrestled 76 different guys. 

That makes me sound sort of slutty, doesn't it?  But a lot of those were actual wrestling matches that did not include any version of sex.  I would say about 30 of them fell into that category.  Of course, that's still about 46  guys. 

Anyway, it's interesting that during that time, I have had very few bad experiences.  And, even the matches that weren't that much fun, weren't really all that terrible.  Oh, I've had my share of huge guys who've pinned me and just laid there until - gasping for breath - I made them get off me.  I've wrestled guys who didn't really want to wrestle, but just wanted to look at me while they jacked off.  And I've wrestled guys who were so aggressive and strong that they nearly hurt me.  But those have been few and far between. I've never been "catfished" either.  I have never met a guy who did not look like their picture. (This fact always makes me wonder about the guys on Global Fights and Meet Fighters who complain about all the fakes out there.  I wonder what exactly they are talking about?)

Yeah, I've been pretty lucky.  And, better yet, I've met a lot of fantastic guys.  I mean, compared to guys I've met in bars or through Grindr or something like that, wrestlers are a wholly different breed of gay men.  They are typically much more masculine for one thing.  Rarely is a gay wrestler overly queeny or feminine.  Most of them are fairly straight acting.  And decent.  Willing to share expenses.  Willing to travel.  And fun to hang out with after the struggle and sweat are over.

I've wrestled guys who were six four and 285 and still had a blast.  I've wrestled kids who were so enthusiastic about the match that they could barely contain themselves.  I've wrestled guys who were majorly competitive - and who gloated incessantly about their victories.  And I've wrestled guys who were so sexually magnetic that I basically threw myself at them the first time I saw them.

In short, it's been pretty fucking great.

I have backed off on my wrestling the last year or so, mainly because of work and such.  But I still got to wrestled some hot guys I met in Hong Kong.  I wrestled a muscled up kid who enjoyed beating up on the old man.  And I wrestled with old friends, like MTWreslter from Denver, who never fails to come to town every few months and provide me with some amazingly sexual matches.

So, I'm not done yet.  I will be in St. Louis next March for the NCAA's and - hopefully - will get to travel some this year to San Francisco and Chicago.

Want to wrestle?  Write me and let's see what we can work out.

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