Plot Summary

Borbely shoots a one-of-a-kind match... There's nothing like reaching between your opponent's legs, accidentally brushing up against his man flesh squeezed into his worn & torn Jockstrap. The stench smell of his crotch & armpit shoved up against your face feeds more passion of desire when getting pinned against the sweaty floor mat. Several times during practice every day, our bodies & muscles rub against each other, and then there is always a moment when your opponent's shorts get snagged upward enough, revealing his sizeable hairy ball sack underneath his shorts. Just aching to get grabbed. Try being in a circle of thirteen hotter then-hell, sweaty muscular, toned team members who are energized for just about anything & see how long you can hold out.