Problems during training

The tournament was a week away, and It was the first time in a year that Aubrey and I had gone that long without messaging each other

I tried not to think about her during the last week of training, but with little success. Even the coach warned me, noticing that I was more distracted than usual.

I even ended up losing a sparring match against a female teammate who was 10 kg lighter than me, because her resemblance to Aubrey kept making me picture her instead, and I ended up having to focus on hiding my growing erection instead of defending myself against my opponent’s holds. She pinned me down for the count in a rather embarrassing way, with her butt resting on my chin and my arms easily pinned under her legs as she lay across my body to immobilize my hips and legs.

As the referee slowly counted my defeat to the sound of “1-2-3”, followed by a slap on the mat at each number, I heard my opponent giggle awkwardly, having clearly noticed my erection—which I was unable to hide in that position, with her face literally resting on my inner thighs. She even made fun of me by blowing on my very visible bulge and kiss where my tip was at the count of 3, and I couldn’t help but think that Aubrey would have done the same—if not worse.

After that incident, I had a bathroom break and came back. I quickly made up for the loss with several other successful sparring matches, but I could never completely get Aubrey out of my head.

Finally, the week passed; I packed my bag, caught my flight, and arrived at the tournament arena, where I would face Aubrey and 14 other top under-21 wrestlers from across the country.