TAG-TEAM
CHALLENGE
by
The Buffalo
Bulldog
It was a warm, and early summer morning when Mike was working on the New
York State I-90, paving stretches of the highway. He enjoyed his job for many reasons
among them was because he loved working outdoors in the hot summer sun, tanning
his already dark Italian skin. Mike loved working without his shirt and was not
ashamed to show off his 230 lb. muscle frame of 6’-2”, 51” chest, 32” waist,
and 20” arms.
Mike worked out every day at The Rochester Fitness Center after a hard day at work and he loved it. Heads would turn at the gym whenever Mike walked in. Maybe it was because of his dark good looks, piercing eyes, and black mustache with goatee, which also gave him a very stern, intimidating look. Mike likes sports as most guys do but his favorite is wrestling. He used to wrestle in High School winning every match. He loved to win and hated to lose. At any rate, he was in the mood for a good fight and thought about getting into tag-team action but he needed a tag-team partner.
On Sunday morning, Mike didn’t have to
recover nearly as much as the punk that tried to beat him in a fight. The 175lb
punk received two cracked ribs, and some internal injuries from the gut
pounding Mike dished out. The smaller dude was carried out of the bar
unconscious and it was very clear that this guy had the rest of the weekend to
recover from his injuries. Whether he
was hospitalized or not, nobody knew but Mike didn’t care. Then about 10:00AM
Monday morning, Mike laid eyes on him and he immediately knew this guy had to
be his tag-team partner. He was a big, very muscular man, 6’-1”, 220lbs, 50”
chest, 32” waist, and 18” arms, definitely the bodybuilder type. Mike was soon
introduced to the new road worker and learned his name is Dave. When they
looked at each other, there was a momentary, mutual stare down between them,
definitely a strong attraction but neither wanted to display it publicly. Mike
knew Dave’s stare back at him was a male bonding challenge as they shook hands
firmly.
Each man
was thinking to himself, “I’m TOP Man here..”, and that’s exactly what each man
had in his mind. This drove Mike nuts because he wanted this bodybuilder real
bad! Dave, like Mike, also had dark good looks. Dave also had a mustache,
goatee, dark brown eyes, hair, and a medium dark complexion. Mike noticed Dave
must spend a lot of time in the sun when he removed his shirt at work. Dave
reminded Mike of a Bulldog based on his muscular, solid build. Mike also
couldn’t help but notice Dave’s big bulge in his tight, faded, oily, and soiled
jeans. It looked as if at least 6” soft compared to Mike’s mutual 6” soft. Dave
too took notice of Mike’s body and big bulge. Mike was wearing tight, faded,
jeans as Dave, dirty and grimy with a little oil mixed in. Mike hung on the
left as Dave noticed and bulged on the right down his leg a little but it
didn’t seem to bother him. He was proud of it.
While
a stretch of the I-90 was being prepared for some patch work, Mike had the
opportunity to talk to Dave and start some small talk. Then in the middle of
it, Mike said, “Looks like you work out a lot.”
“Yea, I do,
about five days a week.”, replied Dave. Dave asked, “I’m new to the Rochester
area. Know any gyms I can get a good workout at?” These words sounded like an
invitation to Mike, so Mike thought to himself that this guy has just opened
himself up to be his workout partner.
So, Mike
immediately replied, “Yea, my gym The Rochester Fitness Center is good. It’s
got everything from free weights, nautilus, to steam rooms.”
Dave
replied, “Sounds good.”
“You
looking for a workout partner?”, asked Mike.
“Maybe.”,
replied Dave as he stared Mike square in the eyes.
Mike said,
“Tonight after work.”, which was more of a demand than a question.
“You got
it!”, snapped Dave. Both agreed to meet at the gym at 6:00PM as Mike gave Dave
the address to the gym.
Mike
showed first, signed in and just as he was finished signing in, Dave walked in.
“Hey partner, ready to show me around your gym?”, said Dave in a cocky tone of
voice.
Mike replied, “I’m ready to show you around all right.
I’ll show you what a workout really is. Let’s see how much you can take!”
“More than you!”, snapped Dave.
“Yea, Yea..”, Mike answered back. After Dave signed
in and paid his gym fee, the gym instructor introduced Dave to the weight and
aerobic equipment, nothing much different than any other gym. The gym
instructor was well built man, at 5’-10”, 180 lb. of solid muscle with short
dark blond hair. After the gym introduction, both men got ready in the locker
room. Mike came out wearing a tight bright red tank top with red spandex gym
shorts, much like bike shorts.
It
was clear that Mike was wearing a jockstrap underneath his spandex shorts due
to the jock lines bulging around his butt and the top of his legs. He still
showed a big basket despite the jockstrap he was wearing. Dave’s gym gear
consisted of a tank top as well but his was blue and his gym shorts were red
with a blue stripe running down each side. Both men started off with some
aerobics, running on the treadmill for about 10 to 15 minutes to warm up and
loosen their muscles. This also worked up some sweat on both men before the
weight lifting portion of their workout.
As Mike and Dave walked to the bench press to start
off the workout, Mike insisted that Dave start first, so Dave went for it. Dave
started off benching 180lbs. at eight reps. with very little problem. Then he
added another 40lbs. up to 220 lbs. and did another eight reps. with a little
help from Mike spotting on the last rep.
“Not bad. Let’s see you add another 40.”, said Mike.
As Dave worked much harder to complete his reps, Mike barked encouragements to
him to complete them as he steadied the bar. When it was Mike’s turn, he did
about the same weight, sets, and reps, but his last set was about 15lbs. more
at 275lbs compared to Dave’s 260lbs of bench pressing.
As their workout continued, Mike commented to Dave on
his strength, endurance, and said, “You look like you’ve done some wrestling
before or that you’d be a good wrestler. Done any wrestling?”
Dave was somewhat surprised that Mike asked this
particular question right out of the blue but told Mike that he had done some
wrestling in the past, mostly in school.
“Yea, I’ve done some wrestling too in school. Have
never been defeated to this day and never will be.”, claimed Mike.
“You sound like you’re really sure of yourself big
guy. You never know, for every bully there’s always a bigger bully.”, Dave
interjected.
“Are you
calling me a bully?”, Mike asked aggressively.
“No, but my point is don’t be over confident.
Sometime, somewhere, you may meet your match big guy. Isn’t that what wrestlers
look for, someone to defeat them? Oh yea, you love the winning streaks, but
down deep inside you dread and almost want to get beat.”
“Bullshit! I’m
undefeated, and will stay that way!”, Mike roared with a look of intensity at
Dave. Mike continued on saying, “I’m looking for a tag-team partner. What do ya
say?”
Dave looked like he gave it some thought and replied,
“I don’t think so. I heard you’ve given your tag-team partners trouble as a
result of your aggressive tactics in the ring.
“How do you know about this?”, asked Mike.
“I’ve seen you wrestle at the Bulldog Lil’s leather
bar. At first, it didn’t click who you reminded me of but I remember now.”,
replied Dave. Dave continued to say, “The last tag-team partner you had, you
turned on him for losing the tag-team match. You busted him up pretty bad for
no apparent reason and you want me to wrestle with you? No way!”.
“You know what I think?”, snapped Mike. “I think
you’re a yellow belly son-of-a-bitch, that’s what I think.”
As Dave looked into Mike’s eyes he said, “I’m not
afraid of anybody, least of all you! I could not only beat your big sorry ego
and ass but after I beat you, own you as my very own slave-boy too!”
Mike challenged, “Fuck you, you little bastard! When
I kick your little ass, you’ll be glad to be my tag-team partner, least of all
my opponent! How about it boy?”.
It seemed like one could cut the testosterone level
in this small corner of the gym with a knife when Dave replied, “I’ll be glad
to own you big guy, let’s do it!”
Mike said, “My place this Saturday afternoon,
2:00PM.”. With that, both nodded finished their workout, and went their
separate ways.
It
seemed like Saturday was taking forever to come for the two men even though
they had seen each other all week at the gym and work. Neither had the time or
maybe on purpose didn’t have or think about sex all week but Mike at least
always knew he fought best when he was holding back. Dave was sure he had a
chance of beating Mike based on his own quickness more so than strength,
although he has a very strong in the muscle department too. Dave didn’t think
to ask but Mike had his own wrestling ring in his home. He kept it in the
basement which was plenty large enough to use. Mike’s house was large, so it
had a lot of floor space available in the basement. A tall basement ceiling
also provided plenty of space about 12’, so Mike could lift his opponents over
his head for body slams, torture racks, and other devastating holds.
Dave
showed at Mike’s door about 1:30PM and rang to doorbell. “You’re early partner.
Just as well. You’ll need time to change into your gear, so I can whip your
ass.”, Mike snarled.
“Yea, yea, let’s see what ya got big guy!”, Dave
replied. Mike showed Dave where the basement was and to the bedroom where he
could change. After Mike told Dave to come down when he was ready, he continued
down to the basement to change into his gear. Mike put on a pair of black
spandex wrestling trunks, tall black wrestling boots, and a leather, spiked arm
band on each arm, which intensified his bulging biceps.
Soon, Dave came downstairs to the basement
wearing fluorescent red spandex trunks that no doubt, showed off his large
basket. His black boots were about 3/4 up to his knees, black kneepads, and he
also wore a black leather arm band on his right arm. “Ready to be my Slaveboy,
big guy?!”, Dave snapped.
Mike in a harsh tone of voice replied, “I think it’s
more like, are you ready for the beating of your life, partner?”.
Both men jumped into the ring and immediately met in
the center face to face, nose to nose like two bulls ready to plow into each
other without mercy. Dave shoved first with Mike retaliating with the same
gesture. They circled each other near the ring center, taking swings and nearly
locking up. When they did lock up, Dave applied a headlock on Mike. It was one
of the strongest headlocks Mike had experienced and he could tell it wasn’t
going to be easy getting out of this one. As Dave had Mike locked up, he said,
“What’s the matter, not so tough?”, as he paraded him around the ring. “Too bad
we’re alone. An audience with your fans would be great to show you off too.”.
Mike said nothing but while in the hold, he was able to elbow Dave’s abs. The
force of the blow caused Dave to release the headlock. Both men went back
circling each other, waiting for the opportunity to lock up again.
Dave
held his hands up challenging Mike to a test of strength, which Mike could not
refuse. Each man locked hands with the other and began to apply pressure. Even with
Dave’s muscular strength, he was beginning to shake from the arms down trying
to gain control of Mike but Mike was much too strong for him as he began to push
Dave down buckling his legs underneath him. Dave spread his legs to try to keep
some leverage, but he knew he was going down and could not let that happen. So,
in desperation, Dave pushed himself closer into Mike and rammed his knee in
Mike’s balls breaking the test of strength and buying himself some time to
recover.
Using his speed advantage, Dave ran into the ropes,
bounced off, and rebounded with a clothesline across Mike’s throat, knocking
him down on the mat nearly out cold. “Yeah!”, Dave shouted and immediately
dropped an elbow smash down on Mike’s lower chest. Dave then lifted Mike’s
motionless legs up and stomped the heal of his boot into Mike’s lower abs
bending him over from the intense pain. Dave seemed to enjoy the look of pain
on Mike’s face as he held his hands over his lower gut. Before Mike could
recover, Dave pushed him on his back, lifted and spread his legs again but this
time turned him over into a Boston-crab.
“AAAAaaa, you fuck’n bastard! I’m going to get you
for this!”, Mike screamed, as his lower back felt like it was ready to snap.
“Give it up!”, ordered Dave.
“No fuckin’
way!”,
Mike snapped. Mike took the punishment of the crab
for two, maybe three minutes but the time seemed longer to him but he’d had
enough. Mike had been in tougher situations before but he realized now that he
underestimated Dave’s wrestling skills. So, using his powerful upper body,
chest, and arms, he pushed himself up like he was doing pushups as hard as he
could. The force, caused Dave to lose enough of his footing to throw him off
balance, off Mike’s body, and into the ring corner, knocking his back into the
ring post. The power of Mike’s throw and back pain in Dave’s back from the ring
post stunned Dave momentarily, long enough for Mike to get onto his feet again.
A
very pissed-off Mike went for a body splash in the ring corner, connected hard
into Dave’s body, knocking the wind out of him. Mike quickly grabbed Dave’s
trunks at the waistline, pulled him toward him and punched Dave hard underneath
the belly button, bending him over. Mike then lifted Dave up by the hair on his
head and while noting the dazed look on Dave’s eyes said, “Now the fun begins
Asshole! It’s your turn now because your fucking luck's just ran out!”.
After his threatening statement, Mike rammed his knee
into Dave’s abs folding him over. Before Dave could catch his breath, Mike
shoved hard him up into the ring corner, following him with his muscular body
weight, nearly capsizing every bone in his body. At least that’s what it felt
like to Dave. Mike got in his face saying, “You think you’re a tough guy, don’t
ya? Let’s see what you can take!”. Immediately, Dave felt Mike’s fist nearly
going through his relaxed stomach muscles, crushing his intestines into his
backbone. Mike pushed himself closer into Dave’s face and body, as he enjoyed
punishing his opponent, especially watching the pain on Dave’s face as he
pounded his fists into Dave’s body.
Dave
slumped down in the corner; Mike stomped on his lower gut for extra
humiliation. As Dave was folded over in extreme pain, Mike kicked him in the
lower back for good measure. After watching Dave twitch in pain for a few
seconds, Mike pulled him up by the head and trunks and threw him into the
ropes, rebounded and Dave felt like he was nearly decapitated when Mike’s
clothesline hit him. While on his back, Dave could barely open his eyes after
almost nearly sent to unconsciousness. At the same time, Mike jumped up as high
as he could, coming down on Dave’s abs. It was too late to tighten them, Mike’s
boots landed squarely above and below Dave’s belly button.
“AAAAaaaaaahhh”, Dave screamed as Mike’s boots buried
deep into his gut, as Mike took his time jumping off Dave’s belly, causing him
to quiver bending over in pain, moaning. Mike knew that when he had a man hurt
in one area to keep working on it.
“I’m sorry about the belly ache asshole! I’ll give
you something else to remember.”, Mike said sarcastically. With that, Mike
pulled Dave up on his feet, locked his right arm behind him, and after applying
what looked like the start of a bearhug, picked Dave up over his head and
slammed him to the mat as hard as he could. Dave’s body convulsed in pain. He
had no idea what hurt the most, his back or gut.
At this
point, Mike slowly took his time walking around Dave surveying the damage. Mike
then stood at Dave’s feet, picked up his legs spreading them wide, ordering him
to give up.
Even though Dave was almost out of it, his pride got
in the way as he looked up at his opponent Mike saying, “No way, man! Fuck
off!”.
This pissed off Mike all the more and he immediately
slammed his boot into Dave’s large bulge. The bright red spandex offered little
protection from Mike’s kick in the balls, so Dave ended up curled over in the
center of the ring. Mike was so pissed off from Dave’s sarcastic remarks and
refusing to give, that he didn’t feel a bit sorry for smashing Dave’s balls.
“You know boy, you take a beating real well. It’s too
bad you’re asking to be destroyed!”, Mike snarled. Watching Dave and the sight
of his sweaty, beaten body was getting Mike hot but he had no time to take care
of that now. He had to beat Dave and do it quick without too much injury to him
in order to use him as his partner later. The thought of being Dave’s slave boy
turned Mike off and no way was he going to allow that to happen.
Dave
just laid on his side until Mike pulled him up by the hair and shoved him in
the corner. With Dave trapped in the corner and his arms over the top ropes,
Mike got in his face holding his head up with their bodies so close that each
man could feel the other’s sweat and body heat. At the same time, Mike sucker punched
Dave dead center in the belly button.
“AAAaaahhh..”, Dave barely let out his yell as he
felt Mike’s fist slam deep into his belly as he slid down the ring corner but
Mike lifted him up and held him for more humiliation and punishment. Dave
couldn’t even talk at this point but Mike held him up saying,
“Ready to be mine partner?!”, as he stared in Dave’s
dazed eyes. The body contact was turning Mike on big time but this was proving
more dangerous to Dave considering how aggressive Mike was getting. Mike ran
from Dave’s corner to the opposite and back to Dave, splashing their bodies
together in the corner. Dave was nearly out but Mike didn’t care as long as he
completely dominated and beat his man. He grabbed Dave under the crotch, hurled
him over his head, and slammed him in the middle of the ring.
Dave’s abs were already red from the beating he had been taking and
while he laid in the middle of the ring on his back, semi-conscious, Mike
kicked his legs apart, spreading them and dropped himself, sitting on Dave’s
crotch area with both crotches touching. After all this punishment, Dave’s
bulge was getting larger. Feeling Dave’s crotch against his, turned Mike on
more but it wasn’t just a sexual man to man thing, it was a power trip for Mike,
dominating his potentially new partner both physically and sexually.
“You know what you need buddy? A good belly-claw to
finish you off!”, growled Mike. At that moment, Mike grabbed Dave’s lower
abdominal muscles just below the belly button, crushing and twisting.
“AAaaahhhhh..”, as Dave barely got out when Mike was
digging in deep. Dave’s belly tightened his face grimaced when Mike’s other
hand slammed into his middle ab wall at the belly button, so he was crushing
Dave’s lower and middle gut at the same time but he was offering little
resistance by this time, except groans of pain. Even with all this punishment,
both men’s crotches were semi-hard from the man to man challenge between them
as their crotches touched during the fight. Mike was determined to get a
submission out of Dave or take him completely out. Dave was equally determined
not to give up but his pride was still in the way, hanging on to the end if
necessary. Mike shifted the claw to both hands in the middle abs and as Mike
started to get up, he lifted Dave up off the mat by his abdominals with Dave
screaming, “AAAGGGHH!..”.
As Mike’s legs straddled Dave’s right leg, he lifted
Dave up so their crotches touched a couple of times. He then slammed Dave back
down to the mat still in the belly claw with Mike’s big hands driving deeper in
his guts. This was it, Dave felt himself going out and he knew it, so he
muttered his submission but it was barely audible. Mike taunted him saying,
“What’s that?! You what?!”.
Dave could barely repeat, “I give.. I give..”. When
Dave’s body started shaking from the shock of the punishment, Mike finally
release the hold. A beaten, defeated, Dave just laid there in the center of the
ring.
As
both men were sweating from their fight, Mike set on Dave’s crotch, facing him,
posing and flexing his 20” arms. It felt good to Mike, rubbing his hardon on
his defeated opponent as both men had pre-cum showing in their trunks, mixed
with the sweat.
“Yeah!!”, Mike yelled in victory. Mike lifted his
defeated opponent up by the hair and pushed him into the ring ropes pressing
their bodies together chest to chest. As Mike held Dave up against the ropes,
he said, “How’s it feel to be mine partner?
I gotta hand it to ya, you fought like a man. Most men wouldn’t have
taken half the punishment from me. Now it’s time to take your loss like one so
I can make a tag-team winner out of both of us.” So, Mike picked Dave up in a
firemen’s carry and carried him out of the ring.
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