Chance Encounters

"With pleasure" Dave said, gasping when he felt the hand slap at his bare ass. Once Raiden was gone, Dave rushed over to his bag, yanking out his training shorts. A sigh slipped past his lips when the cool, tight fabric ghosted over his skin, showing off his crotch and ass phenomenally well. Once he was finished and dressed, he walked into Raiden's room, striking a confident pose.

"Well then," he whispered to his sexy boyfriend, "Are you ready to lose again hot stuff?"

Raiden gave a small sound as Dave walked in with those training shorts, keeping an eye on him as he walked forward -- and bit his lip at those poses. Ohhh, Dave looked good. He stretched out for a moment, keeping to his knees as he gave a grin.

"I am not gonna lose this time, cutie." He grinned a bit wider, beckoning Dave onto the bed. "Any rules? Are we allowed to go for…hentai?"

"Hmmmmmm not quite yet hot stuff." he teased, winking at the other wrestler, "First date, then we can get into the sexy stuff."

Climbing up onto the bed, he got into a ready position, giving another suggestive wink to his friend. He moved forward slowly, keeping his arms up and ready for his opponent.

Raiden grinned as Dave teased him a bit, bowing his head for a moment in acknowledgement of his rule; but he knew that he was going to have a lot of fun with this. He moved in with Dave, giving him a wink in return.

But then he dove for Dave, moving to try and tackle Dave down and pin him to the bed, straddling him with a wide grin. "Hi cutie."

"OOF!" he grunted, when the full weight of Raiden tackled him to the mat, taking his breath away. The impact was not painful, but with his lover pinning him down, he was not safe here. Dave struggled to try and land a few punches to Raiden's abs, but given his position, they would not be as effective as he was hoping they would be. Seemed like Raiden knew what he was doing this time around.

Raiden grinned down at him, though he wasn't moving to move off of Dave quite yet. He moved down and kissed him on the lips for a moment, before moving to try and grab Dave. He moved, trying to put him into a headlock! Of course, it just meant that Dave had a better angle to get a reversal on him.

"Gah!" he grunted, feeling Raiden grab him and yank the wrestler into a headlock. Gnashing his teeth, he wrestled around with Raiden in a struggle to get out of the hold. His lover held firm though, exerting a more dominating presence in this fight. Where was this Raiden when they first sparred? Dave was not expecting this kind of assault from him.

Raiden was pleased; he was winning. Good! He knew Dave a bit more, and he wasn't afraid to crank on the holds. Perhaps the fact that they were together now also helped -- he knew Dave liked to be dominated, so he wasn't afraid of being dominating.

He shifted backwards after a moment, trying to move off of Dave while still keeping the headlock on; if successful, he would stop once he got Dave into a semi-contorted sitting-up position and wrapped his legs around him in a bodyscissor, keeping the headlock cranked on! His legs were surprisingly powerful, as should be hoped from a high-flyer in training.

When Raiden's body began to shift, Dave thought his struggles were paying off! Alas, it was only slight, as his boyfriend adjusted his hold to wrap his toned legs around his midsection. A cry was let loose as the leg's tightened their unyielding grip around his body, slowly squeezing the air from his lungs. Already he was finding it harder to breathe through all the pain, but the mere thought of being knocked out by Raiden was a huge turn on for him.

"You're....ungh!......not gonna....beat me...." Dave panted, more to show he wasn't gonna give up that easily, but in his head he knew it was only a matter of time.

Raiden wasn't going to let Dave knock out there; no, he wanted something a little more fun before he got to win out over Dave. So he slowly let Dave go with a small smirk, moving backwards -- and he moved onto his back, letting those legs wrap around Dave's head in a tight headscissor!

"I'm already beating you!" he replied, giving a small grin as the headscissor brought Dave face to face with Raiden's scantily clad crotch.