Jekyll Island Fights: Tag Team Action

 

Jekyll Island Fights:

Tag Team Action

By

The Mangler

Sherman and Mr. Peabody  parked in the soccer complex parking lot.  They got out of their car, grabbed their gym bags and water bottles and walked over the boardwalk and down onto Glory beach.  Once arriving they heard a loud thud and looked south where they could see the wrestling ring and realized that a match was in progress.  The audience was small but very vocal.  They looked at each other, shrugged their shoulders and headed in that direction.

“And that ladies and gentlemen concludes the official matches for tonight.  However, if you wish to stay around, you can watch a couple of college tag teams battle for bragging rights over each other.”

The Techies (Georgia Tech students) had just arrived when they heard the announcement and looked at each other.  They hadn’t really expected much of a crowd but were pleased.  They noticed Stewart off to the side talking with Mikey and headed in that direction.

Jekyll Island Fights: The Consequences

 [no wrestling in this one, but consequences from the last fight and the setup for the next one.]

Jekyll Island Fights:

The Consequences

By

The Mangler

Jerry was splayed out on the bed.  His wrists were cuffed to the headboard, his feet to the footboard, and he had a blindfold on..  He was completely naked.  As Stewart walked out of the bathroom, Jerry said “Didn’t know you were into such kinky stuff Stewie baby.”

“Oh, this is special just for you.”  With that he sprayed shaving cream over the chest, abs and pubs of his tied-up best friend.  As he spread the cream around he said, “Besides, you lost the bet and now is the time to pay the piper, or in this case the razor.”  He then brandished an old-fashioned disposable razor he had purchased last night.”

Jekyll Island Fights: The Beginning

Jekyll Island Fights:

The Beginning

By

The Mangler

Jekyll Island, a barrier island off the coast of Georgia, is limited by state law in the number of acres that can be developed.  Therefore, it not as developed or as busy as other beach locations.  Because of this, it is not high on the list of college spring break vacations as there are not enough bars and night activities.  The beaches are mostly open and undeveloped.   Many families do go there for the smaller crowds and slightly more relaxed atmosphere.

However, some college people do stay there for the quiet relaxing atmosphere and travel over to St. Simons for the more raucous aspects of spring break.  Jerry and Stewart were two such college students and were staying at Jerry’s parents’ condo at the beach.  It was an ocean front condo in the section known as The Cottages and since Jerry’s parents owned it, staying there was free. 

The beach was actually one long continuous beach that was 10 miles long but was known by various names at different locations.  The condo was located on the northern end of the island and as such, the beach was very dependent on the tide schedule.  At high tide, there was no beach and at low tide a fairly large beach.  Fortunately, at the middle and southern ends of the island there was always beach available.  So, beach activity at the condo wasn’t continuous and had to be well timed.

Spring Break Nightmare

Spring Break Nightmare

By

The Mangler

The barbell rose slowly to its full height. The muscular arms trembled with the heavy weights. The big 19" biceps bulged as the weights were slowly lowered until coming into contact with the sweating, hairy, shirtless chest. Even more slowly the bar began the final ascent, pausing briefly halfway as the arms and the weights battled for supremacy before the arms won out. The bar was returned to the rack accompanied by a loud grunt and the sweating figure jumped to his full 6'2" height. He turned to check himself in the full-length wall mirror and pumped his right bicep to its full mass. "Look at it and weep, wimps," he called out loud although the room was empty. Just a minor detail of absolutely no importance to Jerry.

He imagined how he would be seen through the video lens of some babe's camera. The video would begin at the feet, noting the new white Reeboks with the short athletic socks running partially up the ankle. As the camera slowly panned up the body it would encounter the shapely hair-covered muscular calves, the muscular defined thighs (product of much jogging and weight work), the sweat-stained grey shorts with the well packed crotch, the jockstrap clearly visible through the clinging material. The camera would linger at this truly awesome site before continuing its upward adventure. It would encompass the narrow 31" waist; the awesome abdomen, each ripped muscle perfectly delineated; and then it would arrive at the chest. The 42" muscle packed wonder that was the envy of every male around. Each pec full, round, covered with curly black hair; the quarter sized areolar with peaked nipple in the middle; a deep valley running between; the powerful biceps caught at the edge of the screen. Slowly the camera would move even higher to show the powerful neck and then caress the handsome face framed by the shoulder length brown hair. In simple terms, 200 lbs. of perfect masculinity.