My Gym My Rules: Tag Team

My Gym My Rules: Tag Team

By 

Dean the Destroyer

Not much action in the gym lately, no good fights and no good lifts to talk about. So off I go to check out an old buddy’s gym, 30 minutes away and closer to the big city. During the workout I scope out the talent, both male and female, nice tits here and good bulge there. Still nothing to really talk about. After about a half hour of chest I was getting ready to do a little cardio and go but Charlie suggested we hang out till 4:30 and catch who would come in after second shift let out from the local plants. Now Charlie knows I just rough house wrestle but he also knows my gym is serious about a good fight. He has watched big guys go at it in either of the converted racquetball courts, the one fully padded or the one made into a wrestling ring. And knowing Charlie he has enjoyed them both.

Hardcore

My Gym, My Rules:

Hardcore? It’s All Hardcore.

By Dean the Destroyer

Most of the matches that occur in either converted racquetball court in my gym are hardcore. Be it a ring match or a padded room match, both are rather hardcore, so the request for a “hardcore” match by one of the newer big guys kind of caught me off guard. And what did he have in mind? Seeing the size of Todd made me question why he wanted a match with foreign objects. At 6 foot 3, and carrying 270 pounds beautifully this cop was not in need of foreign objects to win a match. But hey who am I too spoil some fun. He insisted that a match with a sneaky little bag of tricks and toys would make the match even more interesting. So, who did he want? Manny.

Pulled Over and Busted

Pulled And Busted

A Match Out In The Woods

By Dean The Destroyer

The big time wrestling show was in the neighbouring town and was guaranteed to be the best of the best. The promoters held back nothing and the matches and story lines were outstanding. Most of the good guys won and the bad guys lost, the female matches were even exciting, all this action and cheap beer, what more could anybody want on a hot summer night. On the drive home the three young bucks talked of the matches and moves, how the blood flowed and how high off the top ropes the daredevils flew. It was probably all this testosterone talk that distracted Ben from his duties as designated driver.

Stealing Gets You Ahead

MY GYM, MY RULES

STEALING GETS YOU AHEAD

by

Dean the Destroyer

The one thing that pisses me off is stealing.  And stealing at my gym is even worse.  And stealing from my friends, well that tops it off.  So, stealing from my friends in my gym is the top mistake.  Anyway, did I mention stealing pisses me off?

Derek's Work Over

MY GYM, MY RULES

DEREK’S WORK OVER

by

Dean The Destroyer

You guys that follow the action know that I own a gym, free weights, machines, racquetball courts and what not.  Well I also have two courts that I have converted into wrestling courts.  One court is padded ten feet high with wrestling mats and the floor is covered as well.  The other court is set up with a standard size ring.  Both are for the use of the members.  However, my rules apply as to whom and when the courts can be used. 

Leslie's Fight

A Fight with Leslie

By Dean The Destroyer

MY GYM, MY RULES:

As you know by now, I own a gym, with very extensive cardio, free weight, and machine based workout areas, but it is the two converted racquetball courts that have drawn the attention as of late.  Court one has been converted into a professional size wrestling / boxing ring and court two is wrestling mat padded.  This court’s floor and up ten feet on the walls are covered with collegiate wrestling mats   This is the anything goes court.  I have the only key and I ok the combatants. Of course, I enjoy the action from the observation deck above the court.  This match is tough and hard-fought, but the combatants match up well. 

Military Match

Military Match

by Dean The Destroyer

This match is an all out fight between two guys who have gone at it before, not against each other till now. Chris, 245 pounds of beef, 5 foot 11 and just big, muscular, yes, but not defined, rough and rugged. An ex-marine who is bearish but trimmed, a big solid chest, half dollar nipples and impressive arms. Chris’s rugged features make him handsome yet not a pretty boy by any means. Derek on the other hand was all that, 5 foot 8, 200 pounds, dashing good looks and also a military background. Showed a six-pack but was more proud of his big chest that tapered down to a small waist. Clean- and defined, Derek was straight out of GQ, his dark tan was fake, but his bulge in his tight square cut shorts was not.

The First Fight For Manny

[This is the first story that Dean The Destroyer wrote for my website.  His stories tend to be a little more violent.]

My Gym, My Rules:

The First Fight For Manny

By Dean the Destroyer

Before I relay any matches, I need to give you the rundown on how and why these matches occur. I also need to explain where they occur. Five years ago, I bought a gym in a small southern city; actually, the gym is one of the largest gold’s gyms on the east coast. An outstanding facility but it was lacking something. I found what it needed. Besides the large cardio deck, and extensive free weight and machine areas, I had 6 racquetball courts. Four were enough and the last two were often used for storage. Being a wrestling/fight fan, I decided to change the last two courts into more usable space.