Today’s two confessions of wrestling obsession mention verbal aspects: the words that a wrestler might say to trigger the viewer (or should I say, the listener?)
I think we sometimes forget to mention of the sounds and language of pro wrestling that make it arousing, because the audio occurs in the background and our prime mental focus is on the visual, but today’s confessors remind us of the eroticism of the spoken word.
“I saw your topic about wrestling confession and wanted to chime in on mine. I grew up watching wrestling on Saturday mornings as a young child and always found it interesting..
“… As I got a little older and closer to a teenager and watched it, my body started to get these tingles and I began to get excited more and more.
“… The holds I like most are the stretch holds, armbars and leglocks.
“… Numerous times, I have gotten in front of the bathroom mirror and pretended to be trapped in the abstretch hold as I twisted to the side.
“… I ultimately shake my head Yes like crazy, and yell out:
“… I then pretend the abstretch is released, as I fall to the mat in a heap and I look up from the mat to see my opponent’s arm raised over me signifying his victory.
“Always wanted a heel to get me in a neck lock sleeper hold and work it! Slowly take me to the brink of dreamland and bring me back over and over, talking to me the whole time:
‘You’re going out now, jobber. Don’t fight it, there ain’t no escape. Just relax and take your nap like a good little bitch’…
“…When the heel wants a break, his partner steps in and takes over:
Can you breath? How does that feel? You like that? Want it tighter?…
“… They pass me back and forth, eventually demanding I cum!”