alpinisto's blog

It should take me nearly three months before I finally got the chance to wrestle again - and what did I then do? Naturally traveling to Berlin, for I have friends there who always are eager to have a match with me! As usually I had planned this trip together with kleiner kerl, for not even does he have mats to wrestle on but he also allows me to stay the night at his place. And also he has a usual set of friends who like to come visiting him when I am there.

Not all his friends are serious wrestlers, but this was okay with me. For after not having wrestled for three months and having overloaded my right leg at work in November I was also looking for some more relaxed wrestling to get me back in the gang again. Thus I had the idea that this guy kleiner kerl would be the right guy to have the first match with after being out of the game for some time.

It was more than four years ago since I had wrestled kleiner kerl for the first time, and since then I had always wrestled him every time I had been in Berlin. During our first match I had had the possibility to practise my scissors, which at that time was a new hold for me - and since then he had done his best to stay clear of my legs.

During the last years I had gained a bit of experience, and nowadays he had always won our first match as I often was too tired after the long travel to Berlin while I tended to win the following matches. But I had always liked an even match, and since I was heavier than him I had always tried to level out my weight advantage so we could be more even this way.

But not this time. Because after I had lost most of my fights in Paris the previous year I felt I was in need of some successful matches, so unfortunately kleiner kerl had to pay for that (sorry, Romano!). I at least had some good fun wrestling him though I didn't give him much chance to get on top of me. He several times tried to bodyscissor me, but I broke free, turned our bodies around and got on top of him for a crush. Tap out. The next round was pretty similar, and after he had tapped out a second time I was ready for the next guy.

This was catchbear1, with a weight of 111 kgs the heaviest guy of all the guys getting together for this wrestling afternoon. Him I had known for almost as long as I had known kleiner kerl, and I had always had respect for him. Not just because of his size, but as he also was a catcher I had the suspicion that he maybe knew of some holds which I did not know about. So if I should win a fight with him I always assumed that he was only being kind to me and letting me win. Though most of the time winning doesn't mean much to me, for I mainly wrestle to remain fit - but just this day it was a bit different, so I was happy to win over this heavy guy.

Therefore winning two matches with three rounds gave me a good feeling after this Saturday's wrestling and a good start for the new year.

On Sunday I had planned to meet another wrestling friend and probably the Berlin wrestler I had known for the longest time, as I had known him since March 2014. This was jarek2001, and although I had not wrestled him for years I had deemed it good to have a match with him too to get back in shape again. But this meeting I had planned before I had the good session on Saturday, and since he was more a jobber into muscle worship and also smaller than me we agreed that I just could lie on his bed and he could do with me what he wanted, knowing that I could always strike back. For I knew that he was very overwhelmed by my quads, so I left it to him to work them, while I now and then could put a scissor on him. Which he was very happy with.

My last match in Berlin during that visit was with Sperling. As one of the guys I often wrestle when I am in Berlin I knew him pretty well, and therefore knew that not only he was also heavier than me, but he had managed to win our fights every time we had met, as he had his secret weapon in which he rubbed my cock once he had me down on my back so he could keep me in place with his body weight and with his right hand could work my cock. To avoid this I always wrestle in a singlet and never naked or in just a jock, but such singlet is certainly too soft to prevent an unexpected fondling.

The match I had with Sperling was not much different to the previous matches I had had with him. Certainly I had decided that I this time would do my best to prevent my being put down on the floor, but Sperling had also made his own plans, and even before we were ready to start the match he pushed me back so I tumbled on my back and in a second he was all over me. Probably I was too easygoing to fight back on him, after all he was not that heavy, but while my body told me that it felt good what he was doing to me my brains told me that I soon would lose my resistance if he continued like this. So maybe I only made a show of resistance as once he got to a certain line my arms fell back and I could only relax and enjoy while he was finishing me.

Before our match we had (as usual) spent too much time chatting, as it was long time since I had met him, so we nearly did not have time for wrestling before it got too dark, but in the end I had decided that we should have time for wrestling. But I never had time to have a match with Sperling's wrestling friend from Frankfurt, who also was visiting him that day. But next time I visit him I will make sure that I can begin fighting him, and this way making sure that I can have a real wrestling match, and not just lose because of some 'secret weapon'!

Last month I was able to spend a week in Munich, the capital of Bavaria, with my climbing mate from the 80s and 90s, and with whom I had climbed most of the many mountains I had climbed in those days. Nowadays, with mountaineering a thing of the past, wrestling had taken over and even though he is not a wrestler I naturally tried to squeeze in a wrestling match or two when I was traveling abroad.

For this trip I had planned to have a serious match with a heavyweight wrestler, a guy I was sure that could teach me a thing or two about Pro wrestling. I had always had an interest in Pro wrestling but rarely had a chance to try it myself, but with this guy I had a good chance to get to know what it all was about. Mainly I was looking forward to being put in a boston crab by him, and with his 287 pound body I would be sure not be able to escape his hold. So he would have all the time to make me getting used to this while my body slowly would be crushed under his weight.

We had planned two sessions, one in the beginning of my visit and one in the end so I could have some recovery time between the two sessions, for he also knew some other holds which he would enjoy to put me in, so I was looking forward to a sweaty and sometimes painful week in Munich. But it never happened, for when the week arrived he had gotten ill and had to cancel both appointments. Though at least he had given me enough time to change my own plans so I could stay those two days with my old climbing mate instead.

With these Munich matches now gone I was not going to experience the boston crab as planned, but I still hope that I will get another chance to meet this heavyweight Munich wrestler. Otherwise I feel sure that I can find other guys here on MeetFighters who wants to show me.

At least November did not become another month without wrestling, for one of my past opponents, bearlotta from Rheinland, came to Copenhagen two weeks earlier and wanted to have a return match with me, which I of course was happy to give him. For there are virtually no wrestlers here in Copenhagen, so I try to catch up with the few wrestlers coming to Copenhagen for a visit.

I would expect that I was more fit for fight after the many matches I just had had in Paris, but this was not the case. Bearlotta was noticably lighter than the guy I was not going to wrestle in Munich, but still heavier than me. So it didn't take him long to get on top of me, from where he had all in control. I admit, I am not good with evening matches, for once I've had my dinner my body have other things to cope with than wrestling. But in retrospect I was happy, for with bearlotta I also could have some wrestling done in November.

Next come December, and it seems that this will be a month without wrestling. One guy had planned to come to Copenhagen this month, but he has just cancelled his trip. So it seems that I will have to wait until 2019 before I get a chance to wrestle again.

28 months earlier I had planned to visit Alain in Paris, but even though I then had booked the flight to Paris I had had to cancel that visit because of strikes in France and the risk of flooding of Paris area because of heavy rains. But this time I succeded and arrived at Alain's place on Saturday afternoon. Alain was a strong guy who knew what he was doing - but what else could I expect from a guy having more than 200 past opponents on his belt.

In his house in the outskirts of Paris he had changed his garage to his private in-house matroom, and it was being used several times a week. So of course he was more experienced than me, who could only wish for a single wrestling match a month. So I could not be surprised when I learned that he was strong as a bull. I am usually pretty good to keep the position on the mat, but naturally Alain had his own technique so he could deal with this - and suddenly the table was turned. Literally! When I had managed to get on top of him he also had his way when digging his toes in under my legs and force them to the sides, like an inversed leg split.

I had three rounds with him, and he successfully won all of them. Then we stopped, for I should keep some powers for another guy coming by in the afternoon. This guy was bikermanrr, who also had three times as many opponents as I had, though being 20 kilos lighter. When I wrestle lighter guys I try not to make use of my weight advantage, but after having met up with Alain I had got the impression that all French wrestlers were Olympic champions!

This guy gave me probably the best match of all here in Paris, for once I had shed my need to not use my weight advantage we had a quite good fight; his experience levelling out my weight advantage. I was surprised how strong French wrestlers were, but this guy seemed to wrestle Alain every so often. We seemed to take turns in getting on top of the other, and it always was good fighting back the position. Could be that I scored more points than my opponent did, but today this was not what it was about. Most important was it that we had a good fight, and this fight became probably the one where I was shedding the most sweat. Which for me is a sign that I've had a good fight.

Sunday morning we were visited by French Novice coming for a wrestle! Well, that was his profile name, but to me there wasn't so much novice about this guy. I had been told that after the two guys I had wrestled on Saturday the next guys would be easier, but certainly this wasn't the case with this novice, who also had 30 more opponents than I had. I managed to get on top of him several times, but had to work hard to keep that position, and he seemed to control me more than I did controlling him. But this would only be a test before the afternoon, when three more guys would show up.

Those three guys were lutte95, militaire and Freestyler, but I only got to wrestle the first of those three. For while one of those other two was unable to wrestle because he had a problem with his back, the other one simply refused to wrestle me! Not that he was not physically fit for it, for he sure could wrestle the other guys, but not me! So I had five rounds with this lutte95, a guy my age with twice as many opponents, so naturally I didn't have much chances against him. I normally don't mind wrestling guys more experienced than me, but this slowly was becoming tedious. Maybe French wrestlers actually are Olympic champions anyway. Just so it wouldn't be too tedious for me wrestling the same guy round after round Alain stepped in so I could have a few rounds with him in the end.

On Tuesday I had the last match here in Paris before I should board the flight home the next day. This guy was Sylvain, who had come here to Paris from the French Riviera to do some wrestling, and I was happy that I this way also got the chance to wrestle him. Sylvain was clearly lighter than I was, and another member of the 100's club. Sure he could use that experience as a weapon, for we had barely started our match before he virtually jumped over my head and settled on my back, making my head a target for his headscissors. I had read from his recommandations that he had some dangerous scissors, and this I got to feel now - he almost gave me a headache! It was impressive that such small body could contain muscles this strong!

We had two rounds, and certainly Sylvain won them both. But we also had planned a final round where we could test the strength of each other's scissors. Inspired by the match I had had six months earlier with an Italian guy I was now to introduce him to my neoprene sleepsack. He had never been in one such, but I had several times enjoyed being held restrained in it. And now I could pay back from his hefty headscissors, feeling his hot body under the neoprene cover. This way I finally could bodyscissor him right, for it seems that I until then had made the scissors too high on my opponent's body.

This way I finally made him give in - for in a sleepsack you are not able to tap out - but I also knew that my victory would be short-lived, for right after Sylvain naturally also wanted to take me for a ride. So in the end he sure got his way with me!

Next month there should be plenty of chances to wrestle, for I am to meet a wrestling buddy in Munich, and there are also two of my past opponents coming to Copenhagen, and those I'd also like to wrestle again.

My initial idea of getting to wrestle at least once in every calendar month had failed. For during the recent year I had only wrestled in half the months, and since May I had only wrestled that Astoria guy in August. But this October I finally was able to meet up with the French wrestler Alain in Paris, and this turned out to become a whole week of wrestling.

In the meantime I had also been invited by Thomas, a German guy living near Dusseldorf, who I had wrestled in May, and therefore got the idea that these two visits could be combined. So I started with flying down to Dusseldorf to stay with Thomas for next two days.

This Thomas had been allured by my hairy body when in May I had succeded to keep on top of him, and naturally he also wanted to repeat that match. Luckily Thomas could easily change his study into a matroom, so we certainly could get to wrestle in his place too. I had talked with three other German guys that they could come to wrestle in Thomas' place, but before I got there most of them had decided not to come anyway. But I knew that I at least could have a good match with Thomas.

Even if I had not been succesful in inviting other guys to wrestle in Thomas' place, Thomas had been better so. For he had invited both robertvogt and Ringermatte to come here, both guys I knew from the match I had had in May, and I was happy that they both wanted to wrestle me again. I knew that this robertvogt was a pretty strong guy, and Ringermatte had the same liking as me about wrestling in skintight and shiny lycra gear - so I knew it would be good to wrestle both.

Robertvogt was just as strong as I remembered him. I had chatted with him here on MeetFighters on and off for at least two years, and when I met him the first time it was only for a short match. But now I could feel the full strength of him. He is considerably younger than me, and as such much more agile, so it didn't take long time for him to show who was the best of us, even though I this time was better prepared! With Ringermatte I had another multi-wrestling event, like we had had it in May. There is something challenging about wrestling several guys at the same time without knowing whose arm or leg I grab, but it can never be a serious as a man-vs-man fight.

Besides robertvogt and Ringermatte Thomas had also talked with waterrescue that he could come here too. I had been talking with him previously and knew that he was fond of pool wrestling in a more serious way, for to him it was not just done with the wet element - to him it was more about underwater wrestling! I had been an okay swimmer until I had had that stroke, but after that stroke I had had to give up swimming completely as I no longer was able to raise my head high enough to get some air.

But he did not need a pool for wrestling, and Thomas' mats were quite okay for him. I had expected waterrescue to be a guy of my age or older, but this was not the case. Actually he was younger and a guy in his best of age, pretty sporty, and I soon was to find out how strong (and fast) he was! I enjoyed wrestling a strong guy like waterrescue, to feel his muscles control my body the way he wanted, though I of course tried to keep some kind of control. He had some impressive strong legs, which is something I like, but I could not do much to prevent him from squeezing me over and over again! So of course he won that match, but he would be coming to Copenhagen the next month, so there might me a return match waiting for me!

It had been a great opportunity for me to meet Thomas again and wrestle him again. He was an excellent host and I really liked staying a few days in his jungle-like apartment and experience what good guy Thomas was off the mats. It was great to wrestle him again and I would have loved to spend more time with him and maybe see more of his neighborhood.

So after having wrestled four guys in the two days I had had the best warm-up for the folling days in Paris, and the next morning Thomas took me to the local train station so I could catch the Paris express from Cologne.

Coming to New Jersey by the end of August I had the hope that I finally could get to wrestle again after almost three months of inactivity. Initially I had hoped to make an additional travel to Lansing in Michigan, for I have both a friend there plus two local wrestlers, who not only had challenged me, but also were guys I very much would enjoy to wrestle. But finances would not allow that extra flight to Lansing so I had to be content with the wrestlers I could find in the vicinity of Trenton. In my preparation for the travel I had made agreements with three local wrestlers in New York and Philadelphia, and in the end of August I was to meet my first opponent in New York.

This guy's name was Anneil and I was to meet him on the corner of Broadway and 50th Street, and then we took the subway to his place in Queens. Anneil was looking for an easy match, but most of all to feel my scissors on his body. He was lighter and shorter than me, but also younger, so I guessed that his youth and flexibility could equalize the fact that I was larger than him. Of course I would show him what I could do with my legs - I have always been happy to make use of my legs in wrestling - but of course I also would make use of other holds if it felt right in the situation.

I usually say that wrestling should be safe and sane - and fun for both parts, but apparently I did something wrong when squeezing his left leg, for it seemed like a joint popped, for suddenly he was in pain, and this was not my plan. BUt luckily the joint jumped back in the right position so we could continue our wrestling. Though after that moment I was a bit more careful with his legs and I stepped back from experimenting too much and therefore focused on my scissors.

Anneil also had some good legs, but mine were stronger, and several times I made him tap. It seems that I did not give him many chances, for once I had him locked between my legs and he would not be able to break free I could simply increase the pressure until he finally had to tap. But he seemed to enjoy it, and I was happy that my legs were still working fine after the three months of inactivity.

Once we had finished wrestling I was invited to take a shower, and then we went out for some dinner in a local Thai restaurant. I had invited myself to stay the night with him, so I would not have to take a late train back to Trenton, and much to my surprise I was his first opponent who had asked to stay the night with him. But when he had a mat to wrestle on, that mat could also be used to sleep the night on once he had pulled out a duvet. And the following morning, when he took the subway back to his work in Manhattan I joined him to Penn Station and then on to Trenton.

After I had had that match with Anneil I had six days in Pennsylvania to participate in the main reason for this travel to United States: the bdsm camp organised by Delta Brotherhood. But after that camp I had almost a week in Trenton, where I had hoped for a few more wrestling matches. But both fights became nothing, because the one guy was speculating about a potential move, and the second guy had neither room nor place to wrestle. But I had almost a week to find other opponents, for I could see here on MeetFighters that there were plenty of wrestlers in this area, and pretty soon I found two other potential opponents.

I therefore considered renting a motel room so we at least could have a place to wrestle, but my friend in Trenton discouraged this idea because of doubtful hygiene in the motels I had been thinking of, and much to my surprise he offered that we could wrestle in his living room. We just had to move a few pieces of furniture and then we could wrestle on his rug. I had never expected that he, as a non-wrestler, would allow us to wrestle in his apartment, and now there would be no more trouble.

At least I thought so, but when I contacted those two guys they had no interest in coming to downtown Trenton for wrestling! WTF? Sure this neighborhood is mostly populated by people of color, but I had had my vacation here for maybe ten years and never experienced any trouble. I am European and probably there are some American citizens who think otherwise, but I could not avoid feeling that a bit of racism was trying to show its nasty face, which was a feeling that I surely didn't like. For my friend here in Trenton is a guy of color himself, and he is one of the most trustworthy friends I have here.

So there was no more wrestling here in United States this time, but at least I am happy that Anneil showed up so I could have a match with him. The next chance to wrestling I have will come next month where I will travel to Düsseldorf and Paris, both for wrestling. And also a potential opponent from the UK is talking about coming to Copenhagen. So October could become a great month for wrestling!