I can't remember the first time I wanted to. In grade school up to high school I was in a few. I won some and lost some.
As an adult my story is similar to cff. I wanted an ex girlfriend to wrestle. She was willing but finding an opponent was next to impossible. This was about 10 years ago. It's one of those subjects you might touch on with someone, but discussing it in depth was difficult because we didn't want to look like freaks to our friends.
Several months after my girlfriend & I started looking the wife of one of my friends agreed a match. The rules were the basic no hitting, hair pulling, that kind of thing. I don't even remember if submitting was to be verbal or just when it was obvious one lost it was so long ago. Her other demand was what got me started wrestling. She was only willing to do it if she got to watch us wrestle to.
It wasn't something that I wanted to do, but I wanted to see them wrestle so bad I agreed. This was a Monday night and we made the match for Saturday. That Thursday my girlfriends uncle died and she cancelled out. I still went because I didn't want to chicken out after what we'd gone through to get the match.
I beat him pretty easily. I was kind of surprised since he outweighed me by about 50 pounds. Neither one of us were pros, so it's not like I'm some tough guy. His wife definitely enjoyed it. She wanted a rematch right then. He said maybe later, but when later came he didn't want to. Something tells me she was rooting for me, even though she was cheering for him on the outside. I wish I'd have taunted him some, but at the time I was mainly thinking about winning the match.
The tough part of it all came afterwards. I ended up losing a friendship over it. This guy was one of my better friends. Little by little the return calls didn't happen. When I brought up the women wrestling he wasn't into it anymore. My girlfriend & his wife were willing, but he always had an excuse as to why he couldn't make it. After a few weeks of trying to set up the women, he flat out screamed at me that there wasn't going to be a match.
After that I went into a wrestling chatroom. In there I met a few people. Of the 3 I met I had a match with one of them. This guy was gay and I'm straight. He was cool with no sex and that our clothes were staying on. One of the other guys was also gay. Since he wanted a nude match with gay stuff I passed. The last guy was a weird one. I live in a 2nd floor apartment. There's no way I can host. I have neighbors on 3 sides of me and below me. This guy is trying to explain how we can move my furniture around and have plenty of room. I couldn't get it through his head that it had nothing to do with the amount of room, but the noise the neighbors would hear. Finally I told him to leave.
