The New Job

 

The New Job
By
Gym Dude

I’ve always been a believer that Life Is Good!  Growing up, I worked hard in school and at sports.  I was never the best student but I was OK.  I wrestled in high school but didn’t win a lot.  At state college I made the football team but mostly played ‘bench’.

I was lucky to get a decent job right out of school and learned enough to start my own business.  It was hard work but eventually I started earning a fairly decent living.  My company required a lot of time and attention so outdoor activities, sports, the gym all began to fall by the wayside.  I have to admit that my weight began to climb, finally hitting around 190 which is a bit much on a 5’10 frame.  It’s embarrassing that my 36” belt is getting too tight.  I can’t even bear to look at that lean 167 pound frame in my high school yearbook wrestling picture.  I could even see decent abs then, but I guess that’s what happens when you see a birthday cake with 37 candles on it.  It’s shocking.

The Campground Matches: Spike and the Patriot vs Wrestledaddy

 

The Campground Matches:

Spike and The Patriot vs Wrestledaddy

By

The Mangler

The crowd was waiting for the next match.  In many arenas, they would be restless awaiting the next combatants.  But as they were at The Campground for leather and fetish week, they found ways to distract themselves.  Mainly other audience members.

Finally, a loud squeal came out of the speakers.  “Sorry guys.  Now for our next match, which is a handicapped match, let’s give a big welcome to the schmuck who agreed to ref this, the Choirboy.”  Choirboy walked out of the tent leading a heavily bound Kyle.  This was his standard uniform at the Campground.  He led Kyle to a group of friends, handed off the leash, smacked him on the ass, and went down to the ring wearing the ref striped leather vest.  He was also wearing a bright red jockstrap, pair of leather chaps and black wrestling boots.  The crowd was cheering as they knew that when reffing at the campground, he could be a good ref, an indifferent ref, or a bad ref.  Depended on what he hoped was going to happen in the ring.  He nodded at Chad, Brice, and a totally naked Dan as he walked by.   While Chad and Brice were sitting in chairs, Dan was kneeling on the grass with his knees spread wide.

Resolving Differences

 

Resolving Differences

By

Gym Dude

I manage a crew of men at a warehouse.  These guys are typically in their late teens or early twenties and strong athletic guys.  Let’s face it, while many of these men are fairly bright, they weren’t hired for their brains.

Jerry has always been one of my best workers.  He is 21 and stands a little over 6 feet tall and weighs around 195.  A standout baseball player in high school, he still trains and maintains a lean, hard and strong body.  We belong to the same gym and I’ve seen him lift so I know the kid is uncommonly strong.  I’ve seen him outside catching some rays during a break and couldn’t help but notice that this kid’s body is nicely ripped.  No matter how hard we’re working I never see him look tired.  The guy is even tempered and always quick with a joke.  He is one of the most liked and most respected of my crew.  Which is why I was so amazed when I overheard him say he was going to get into it with one of my new hires.

Samson vs Skull: First Encounter

 (This is the match that led to the creation of the Redneck Arena.  It has only been hinted at in previous stories,  but the urge came over me to write it.   While it was the third story written,  it is actually the first story of the trilogy )

Samson vs Skull:

First Encounter

By

The Mangler

The crowd was being a little rowdy, but nothing unusual for the Universal Wrestling League.  And nothing that The Demons, a local motorcycle and leather club, couldn’t handle.  The first two matches had gone off well and the announcer was getting ready for the next match.

“Our first contestant is a hometown favorite that is looking forward to another raucous win.  Standing at 5" 11" and 225 pounds, here is Skkkullll."  Skull, a member of the Demons, walked out to loud cheers and applause from the local hometown crowd.