My sleeper hold fetish started when I was around 12 when I watched a lot of TV wrestling. I loved seeing guys like Adrian Adonis who specialize in the sleeperhold put guys out time and again. I was the worst in my gym class, but I had to wrestle a fat boy my age down the street and another from my class at school. I lost both times, but my fetish for sleepers never went away. The first time I went to the gym I spotted a guy with big biceps, and asked him to put me out. He did, and it hurt more than I could imagine. Later, he asked me to wrestle him. He always wrestled with his shirt off. He had a big chest, a hard, flat stomach with with medium nips, and, of course, big arms. He pinned me in no time, and got behind me and put me out again. It still hurt, but I still wanted more.
Fast forward ten years or so. By now had worked out for years and had a physique of my own, and had taken bjj. I met this guy at the gym who said he had done submission wrestling at summer camp, liked to show that he was stronger than other guys, and had put a few guys out.
I had mats at my place and invited him over. We showed each other our sleeperholds without actually do it to begin with. That's when he told me he put several guys out before with hand gags. He said he waited until the end until he had them worn down, and put it on all-of-a-sudden when they weren't expecting it.
I didn't know he specialized in foot chokes, too. and soon wore me down with them. He also liked carotid claws and used those on me too. I was able to resist him quite effectively, though, until near the end. I kept my neck down and wouldn't let him at my carotids. He'd get me in painful chin locks with one arm and pulled them tight with the other, but I was able to get out of all of them, until he turned me on my stomach, put his foot up against the wall so I could roll out anymore, and put me in a hand gag, and then when I couldn't resist anymore and a final rnc.
NOTE: ALL OF THIS REALLY HAPPENED UNTIL THIS LAST PART WHICH I MADE UP.
Fast forward again. I moved across the country, and, by coincidence, he moved near to me. He asked me repeatedly to wrestle again for the sleeper. We both weighed around 200 lbs. the first time, but now he had been working out and weighed 260 and had 20" biceps. He said he wanted to try more bearhugs and show his strength, and didn't like how long I had been able to held him off the last time. This time wanted to wrestle with his shirt off too to show me his size and strength. We wrestled at his place this time. He remembered a lot of the stuff I taught me before, such as rolling someone up on their neck so far they had trouble breathing, a full nelson almost to the horizontal to choke them. Also the same carotid claws put chokes, and so on.
He took me down in his bearhug to begin with and kept tightening and loosening it until I couldn't breathe. He let me drop to the mat and continued squeezing my back and cutting off my air. Then he stood up and started standing on my stomach, and put one foot up my neck. After that came the carotid claws. He turned me over and sat on my back with his weight and applied the carotid claws. He put arm around my chin again and pulled it tight with his other arm until he had almost exhausted me, and then he gaged me.. I wasn't able to get much of anything on him. this time.
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jwest1111 (0)
11/22/2025 9:57 PMMy sleeper hold fetish started when I was around 12 when I watched a lot of TV wrestling. I loved seeing guys like Adrian Adonis who specialize in the sleeperhold put guys out time and again. I was the worst in my gym class, but I had to wrestle a fat boy my age down the street and another from my class at school. I lost both times, but my fetish for sleepers never went away. The first time I went to the gym I spotted a guy with big biceps, and asked him to put me out. He did, and it hurt more than I could imagine. Later, he asked me to wrestle him. He always wrestled with his shirt off. He had a big chest, a hard, flat stomach with with medium nips, and, of course, big arms. He pinned me in no time, and got behind me and put me out again. It still hurt, but I still wanted more.
Fast forward ten years or so. By now had worked out for years and had a physique of my own, and had taken bjj. I met this guy at the gym who said he had done submission wrestling at summer camp, liked to show that he was stronger than other guys, and had put a few guys out.
I had mats at my place and invited him over. We showed each other our sleeperholds without actually do it to begin with. That's when he told me he put several guys out before with hand gags. He said he waited until the end until he had them worn down, and put it on all-of-a-sudden when they weren't expecting it.
I didn't know he specialized in foot chokes, too. and soon wore me down with them. He also liked carotid claws and used those on me too. I was able to resist him quite effectively, though, until near the end. I kept my neck down and wouldn't let him at my carotids. He'd get me in painful chin locks with one arm and pulled them tight with the other, but I was able to get out of all of them, until he turned me on my stomach, put his foot up against the wall so I could roll out anymore, and put me in a hand gag, and then when I couldn't resist anymore and a final rnc.
NOTE: ALL OF THIS REALLY HAPPENED UNTIL THIS LAST PART WHICH I MADE UP.
Fast forward again. I moved across the country, and, by coincidence, he moved near to me. He asked me repeatedly to wrestle again for the sleeper. We both weighed around 200 lbs. the first time, but now he had been working out and weighed 260 and had 20" biceps. He said he wanted to try more bearhugs and show his strength, and didn't like how long I had been able to held him off the last time. This time wanted to wrestle with his shirt off too to show me his size and strength. We wrestled at his place this time. He remembered a lot of the stuff I taught me before, such as rolling someone up on their neck so far they had trouble breathing, a full nelson almost to the horizontal to choke them. Also the same carotid claws put chokes, and so on.
He took me down in his bearhug to begin with and kept tightening and loosening it until I couldn't breathe. He let me drop to the mat and continued squeezing my back and cutting off my air. Then he stood up and started standing on my stomach, and put one foot up my neck. After that came the carotid claws. He turned me over and sat on my back with his weight and applied the carotid claws. He put arm around my chin again and pulled it tight with his other arm until he had almost exhausted me, and then he gaged me.. I wasn't able to get much of anything on him. this time.