ALPHAS vs OMEGAS
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2 RIVAL FRAT HOUSES. STRENGTH IS KING.
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Ric Lambranzi (deleted member)
Rodrick_Kent
My muscles feel flush with blood, the pump my efforts have earned still strong, still swelling the fibers of my tissue. My physique bulges, seemingly to flex even when I stand relaxed. The fatigue, the need to relax and recharge is there to but I ignore it. My lats look sick, so wide yet defined as I stare into the mirror.
All around the gym the noise of metal clanking and exhaling breathes build. Even as I admire my own results from a back and chest workout I cannot help but admire all the other guys and girls in the gym. Each is here to follow their own path to glory, an endeavor I can respect. I hit a big back pose and flash a pic with my camera, normally a tell a young athlete is at the end of their labors. A good workout was had and now it’s time to recover.
That is how most people do it, I put in 45 minutes of weights on back and chest, time to chill. Not me, hell no I got a frat to lead! My eyes shift to the right, taking in the sight of big Ric Lambranzi, one of the thickest studs I know. Ric is a powerful built young man, his massive physique taking up the restate in the mirror next to me. He is also my workout partner for the day. I give him an almost playful grin and nod knowing the behemoth will agree with me. No way we are done yet. This where other men quit, where a limiter is met and quietly accepted. We are Omegas and we train harder!
Ric_Lambranzi
I can’t hear myself grunting as my headphones are blasting big energy to my ears and brain. But there is no doubt the noise I’m making tells that I had a brutal heavy workout. Breathing heavy, my shirt soaked in sweat are other signals to back that up. All the efforts I have put into this armday, makes me only feel more confident. More powerful too. My body screams to stop and let it rest, but my brain orders me to go on. Just a little bit more. I have to admit, I love these conflicted voices in my head.
The heavy dumbbell drops on the floor and grab the towel to wipe off more sweat off my forehead. My other hand on my hip as I walk from side to side, trying to get my airflow to calm down. In all my focus and concentration on my set, I forgot today I’m training with the one and only Rodrick Kent. One of the biggest, strongest and most inspirational men I have ever met. You are looking damn pumped and veiny. You took off your shirt already I see, as you obviously should and I watch you posing and admiring the gains you worked so hard for.
I take off my headphones as I strut over to you and give you a cocky grin back. On my way, I try to pull off my sticky sweaty shirt too. It takes a moment and kind of makes me look clumsy, but I manage to take it off and toss it on the floor right before I meet you up. You look even more impressive as I stand in front of you now, not timid to show off the cathedral you already built. I join you in front of the mirror, watch how you are flexing that back you have just destroyed in your workout and I send a playful fist into your lat. “Damn fuckin thick, bro”, I recognize your results with a confirming nod before looking back in the mirror and throw up my own arms. Slowly flexing up my big and veiny biceps into solid cannonballs as I look at myself, making some adjustments in my pose to make it look only better.
Rodrick_Kent
“Damn Lambranzi, you got a permit for those guns?” I say with true enthusiasm. Ric's bulging biceps and cable like forearms are a testimonial to not just today but to years of hard work in the gym. This guy is a constant source of stability and inspiration for myself and my frat bros! Seeing his efforts proudly displayed just gets my whole body going, my muscular frame crying out for more action. I want to move, to feel strength and skill put to the test! I give Ric a pat on the back, he earned his props today. “Looking sick bro, damn those arms are just massive.” I smile at the thought of getting to arm wrestle those big guns, but not about to challenge a bro who just did a full day of arm work!
“Alright Ric this is the moment where we go beyond alpha.” I say, excitement leaking into my deep voice. “We got to push harder, train that much more. Want to hit the mat room with me? Maybe the ring, getting it so old school in the squared circle?” I ask the question then grab my water jug and take a long pull of the liquid. It taste so good, so chill going down. I am not really concerned with Ric’s answer because I already know Lambranzi never stops putting in the work.
Ric_Lambranzi
The reflection of both of us flexing in the mirror is most intense. Like everywhere are muscle showing, veins on display. You compliment me back and I nod in appreciation. We drop our poses for a moment, as you drink your water and I grab my towel again and put it across my shoulder and drink some water as well. You continue talking, inviting me for something I eager for a long time yet and give me shivers all over my body, just by the thought of it. A small grin starts to form on my face while I swallow the last bit of water. With my hand on my hip, I listen carefully to your suggestions. "It's about time to raise the intensity, for ourselves and between us", I grin wide, almost happy like a kid that is about to get a balloon. "Well, why don't we indeed test out the ring today? That poor thing hasn't had much real studs in it since a long time now" I mock while I roll my head on my neck again, already stretching out my arms and shoulders. They feel heavy but still amped to get some action and meet my fellow beast bro for what I already know will be a heavy and intense final workout.
Rodrick_Kent
My eagerness is obvious to anyone who knows me. I am known for being a composed, but today my body language all but screams my intent! I take a long stretch, pulling my right arm above my head while twisting my hips. I give another stretch with the left as I speak. “The ring will get almost as much of a workout as the two of us!” Ric’s infectious enthusiasm had clearly spread, as I to grin. I start walking to the ring, rolling out my shoulders as I do. Ric and I aren’t exactly showing off but there is no denying we look good as we head to the ring. Arms swell with tense muscle fibers, Ric’s biceps in particular just defying the supposed limitations of size a man his age should have. My own back and chest seem an incredible combination of mass and vascularity. The two of us keep grinning as we reach the room with the ring. It looks like we have already draw a small audience of onlookers to the room. For a brief moment I consider clearly the room but then I reconsider. Ric and I in the ring will be epic even we are just sparring. Let the gymrats tell the tale!
Ric_Lambranzi
We don't need much words to make clear to each other what we want and what we will do. I follow you towards the ring, having another close look at your massive back. Not surprised to see some people there already. It's like they knew from the moment they saw us working out together, they knew this test of strength and power would happen. But we don't mind, we are more than worth the attention. It's been several minutes since my last set and it helped to cool down my body and muscle some, also the sweating has been reduced a lot luckily. I slide myself through the ropes into the ring, hopping on my feet and test the elasticity of the ropes before I turn back to you. I grab the waistband of my shorts and start to pull them down, smiling at you "You don't mind bro right? We gotta do this the old school way" I grin more and throw off my sweatpants and expose my black tight trunks. Its just now I realize I had a huge hot workout but fortunately, there are just a few sweat spots on the back and barely visible. I take some time to stretch a little more "Ready whenever you are, Rod!"
Rodrick_Kent
Seeing my current opponent strip down certainly provokes a reaction. I don’t need more encouragement than that to strip off my own sweats and leap up grab the top rope with one hand. With one fluid motion I pull myself up and over the top, my frame held tense as it cartwheels into the ring. The impact of my feet landing on the ring floor is loud, reverberating throughout the room. I give Ric a smirk and move forward ready to lock up with my jacked bro!
My arms come up for classic collar elbow tie up, ready to pit my strength and balance against Ric’s prowess. I have an inch of height but Ric outweighs me by five or take 20 lbs. My sculpted arms find their place, feel that awesome resistance I knew would be there. I feel Ric’s callous hand on the back of my neck while the other locks above my elbow. Muscles tense as I try to push Ric, first back then down as I strain against him in the opening move of this contest!
Ric_Lambranzi
How can I not stare at your crazy vascular and ripped legs when you take off your own sweats. I smirk and nod in approval and then you make the ring shake as you jump in. The idea of us two bulls finally meeting up in the ring excites me big time. You indeed are just a bit taller than me but it's not that this would give one of us an advantage there. Like magnets we search for each other as we both put our hands on the back of each others neck. I recognize your power immediately as I'm forced to compete with you right away. My muscles are swelling and pumping fast as I try to move with you, unable yet to break your grip already. So instead I twist my hip forward, followed by my leg and try to shove it between yours to hook my foot around your ankle while pushing the rest of my upperbody forward as well in attempt to make you lose your balance and flip you to the floor!
Rodrick_Kent
The contest of power is exhilarating, my muscles powering into my opponent. The resistance from Ric is nothing short of incredible as we tussle. Then I feel his leg hook my ankle as the big man changes the rules of the game. My center of gravity also changes as I find myself painfully put on my back! Still it's early enough in the match I have options. I roll to my left quick as I can to hoping to evade any follow up, but Ric is just towering above clearly grinning at drawing first blood. I come up to one knee and give him a nod of respect. Then I rise and charge in for another lockup. Once again our massive frames tangle strong arms. “Ric you got some moves.” I tease as we lock in and push. I bring right hand over his elbow holding it from above on the inside of the clench while pulling hard with my left arm. As I do I shift my torso slipping by Ric’s wide frame and catch his broad back with my right hand! Suddenly I am behind as his well muscled back is pulled tight to my thick chest! “So do I.” I whisper in his ear, my face close to the back of his head. Then my left arm snaps around as I try to lift and throw Ric’s herioic frame in a belly to back suplex!
Ric_Lambranzi
I would not say I am surprised by my own work, but it feels most satisfying that I was the first one between us to get you down already. You move back up in no time, obviously, this could not have hurt you already. And there we are, locked up again already. I feel you trying to grab me, faster and adding more power than our previous one. I hear you whisper, I can feel something is coming and before I can anticipate, you flip my big mass up and over your shoulders and my back hits the floor with a huge thud! That impact was pretty big, I can tell by the grunt that escapes my mouth while I roll until I reach the ropes to help getting me back up slowly. I stretch my back from side to side while I see you getting back up as well. "Nice one there brother!" I growl deep as I move myself back forward towards the center, muscles pumping more and more. I know I can't slow down and keep up the high pace we started up. I push myself off my feet to accelerate across the ring while lowering my shoulder just to drive it into your chiseled ab wall and push you back to the corner with me. "You have to allow me to test these, Rod" I whisper in your ear now. I immediately pull my shoulder back and slam it back in twice as hard, aiming for your solar plexus, digging in as deep as I can. It's like hitting metal! But I can break it, so I pull back and go for another one!
Rodrick_Kent
My abs feel the abuse of those broad shoulders! The first one was bad enough but the second strike pushes more air out of me as pain radiates thought my core! I grit my teeth and try to catch a breath as I raise both my hands up then bring them down hard into Ric’s wide back! I hear a grunt as my fists slam into muscled flesh! Ric just pulls back and puts his shoulder on me a third time! “Fuck me!” I whisper before linking my fingers and hammering down twice more! The third blow seems to slow Ric and my next follow up blow catches him before he can charge my abs a fourth time. While I have him paused I raise a knee up, striking Rob in the kidney. Finally the force of that blow drive him off me and back away from the corner. Part of me wants to go on the offense immediately but I need a minute to catch my breath and recover!
Ric_Lambranzi
I just continue of a rage of adrenaline and desire of testing that massive strong body of yours. I can feel you how you are struggling but also how you manage to slow me down and turn the tables. If I would have forgotten how you slammed my back just before, you make sure I remember it again by hammering my back more, followed by a knee strike that cuts my attack completely now. Forced to stop, I strut backwards, leaning forward some, breathing fast and rubbing both my upper and lower back. I smile a little as I notice some red spots on your core "Hehe look at us. I expected nothing else" I say as I also use the moment to recover some.
Rodrick_Kent
“Fucking Beasts, hahahaha.” The laughter is genuine, a shared moment of respect for each other prowess. I slowly pull myself off the ropes. I make my way back to the middle of the ring as Ric finishes stretching his back then moving towards me. With a quick nod we tie up again. This time we are both being more reckless, knowing each of us has the power to hurt the other but the thrill of the contest outweighs that caution. We collide together with a mighty impact. I try going for a side headlock, my thick arm starting to wrap around the head of my opponent!
Ric_Lambranzi
We share the same hunger, reflected in our eyes the moment we collide once more. Every time it seems to get only more intense. You are faster than me this time and I feel your arm sliding over my head, causing a quick panic reaction. The power inside your massive arm increases incredibly fast and I feel myself getting trapped now. I put my hands on your wrist, trying to pull it open and away. I grunt as I twist my skull slightly to the side, force my jaw to help me resist against your power. "Fuuuckk" I growl out, stretching my spine up as I can't let you pull me down to the floor. I bring my legs closer to yours now, not giving you any more leverage. I swing one leg back and slam my knee fast into the back of your knee cap while my other hand pressed on your back to help me yanking my head back and away from your savage hold. I am standing right behind you now and my skull feels kind of burning hot after you have been squeezing it, but I can't waste this moment. I toss my right arm up and wrap it around your face from behind now, the other one under your arm and pit to pull it all back. I lean myself backwards and bend your back with me, putting more pressure in the dragon sleeper that I am trying to lock in more solid now! Feel your fast breathing in my armpit as I take us lower every second now, trying to maximize my power!
Rodrick_Kent
My neck is already starting to feel the pain as Ric creates separation between my neck and spine. His massive body is already leaning back into the move for best effect. If the big man gets me to the mat this enforced stretch/spine lock will only get worst, like far worst! Well never let it be said: Ric held back on a friend! Got to respect the A Game! My back is straining but I need to stay on my feet long enough to counter! I take a step back as Ric’s weight pulls hard on my body. With one arm and my face immobilized my options are limited! I take another step back as I feel my knee, the one Ric nailed already threatening to give out. Only pure determination has keep me from falling at this point. My one free hand tries to grasp for Ric’s arms but the angle just leads to a grapple I won’t win! I grab on to his forearm just for a grip, taking one more big set backwards as I feel the dragon sleeper draining my reserves fast! In my head I count my steps taken in with my flagging energy I charge backwards, suddenly and savagely with the last of my power I drive myself towards what I hope is the ring corner and turnbuckle! With Ric behind me me I race backwards to slam Ric into the corner with my full weight following! The impact is intense as our bodies come to a sudden painful halt as Ric collides with the turnbuckles!
Ric_Lambranzi
Feeling so powerful as I got big Rod in this position! While I try to add more power into the choke, I barely notice what you try to do, until my back hits the corner at a solid force. My back still feeling sore after that previous slam, now slammed against the turnbuckle "Ooofff damn" I mutter out. I am forced to drop the hold on you and push you forward some, to create some space to flex my back against the pain that comes burning up immediately. "Damn Rod, impressed how you crawled yourself out of that!" I say with clenched teeth. "But my back won't be the only one to hurt!". As you are still in front of me I raise my arms again and let my fists fly forward and let them crash hard into your back and spine, as fast and as much as I can to use this position in my advantage just a little longer!
Rodrick_Kent
My sore neck and trapped arm are suddenly released from their torment as my vascular back press tight against Ric muscled torso. I take deep breath of relief before I hear your words followed by your powerful fist slamming into my backside. The pain is brutal in a new and stabbing heat sort of sensation, my back trying not to clench up as I move forward and to the left of Ric. From my new position I raise a hand and with all the strength I can muster send an open hand chop into Ric’s thick pecs. The impact is load as my palm stings against the tense muscle of Ric’s chest! I hear him grunt, as I strike again once more putting another chop into my opponent’s chest! Then I grab his right arm and try to fling him out of the corner. My hands on his forearm, I step forward and heave trying to throw my foe across the ring! The resistance I feel is incredible as in is sudden, as Ric uses his mass and strength to counter my throw. I look back at him as I we both pull for control, main strength via against main strength. I should be frustrated but I can't help give Ric a little grin even as I pull hard. Fucking stud!
Ric_Lambranzi
As expected it doesn't take long before you head forward and my fists can no longer harm your powerful wide back. Right after that I feel a sharp shoot of pain rising from my pec as you slam hard into me! I grunt and yet you follow with another, even with a harder thud and I am forced to use my arms now to protect my chest from your punishment. That doesn't take long either as you grab my arm and use the moment to pull me out of the corner and in a reflex I let all my mass lean back to prevent you from throwing me again. Your hands are still on my forearm while I keep resisting hard against your brutal power that is yanking me forward. Until I shift my body forward again, twist my torso a little so I'm fully facing you now and use the leverage you have been pulling out of me to rush forward and raise my free arm up high, trying to smack it into your chest hard, in the run, hoping that would take the grin from your face!
Rodrick_Kent
I find myself smashed hard, my body drive a pair of steps back as my own thick pecs get hammered by Ric’s massive forearm! The pain is pretty bad, leaving me groaning before I return the favor. My arm goes up as my grin has vanished and I once again strike Ric in the chest, this time with a big forearm of my own! Never one to back down even as Ric is forced back a step his own big arm comes up and again forearms me hard in the chest! That pain just keep building as stagger back a step, hit the ropes the bounce back into Ric! My arm comes back into his chest with a wick forearms! My opponent is drive back pain in his face, only to come back a moment later trading another big forearm strike with me! We stand there both gasping for air two of the biggest strongest Omega boys! We eye each other, respect and fury mixed as we both charge a few steps arms raised as we collide once more! Both of us landing hard forearms and both stumbling back it to the ropes! I roll away to the left of the ring, trying to create distance and give myself a moment to recover! Cheers are coming from outside the ring as my chest aches, I scan for Ric only to see him leaning in the ropes too!
Ric_Lambranzi
My slam into your chest feels like a success but I get the impact back from you right away! I growl out loud as the force you just delivered forces a painful grimace on my face. We both got into this match at full force and haven't give each other any time to recover from the impacts we suffered. It isn't surprising we both strut back and take a moment to regroup. I'm checking out my pecs that you just assaulted while the crowd around us has only become bigger! Our eyes meet again and I can see it in your eyes as well: The look of mutual respect, but also the hunger to go on and see who will last longer! I am the first to step forward again back to the center of the ring. At a slow controlled pace I open my arms until they are fully stretched out, as are my fingers. I force my pec slabs out and forward, adding to the confident powerful look I am establishing. Then I beckon you with my fingers in kind of a tauntful way "Come on Rod, I know you can do better. Show us why you are the prez!" I say out and loud, hyping up the crazy crowd only more for more action!
Rodrick_Kent
Ric makes his way to the center of the ring like the beast he is. His muscular arms raised beckoning me to compete, a test of strength no less. Ric makes an imposing figure, like a hero of old with his physique pump, his voice loud and commanding. I cannot help but grab the rope, pulling on it hard as my pumped arms and shredded torso. The resistance of the ropes works my jacked upper body, I vent my excitement on the ropes as I get worked up! I know I look crazy pumped, my intensity over the top as I release the ropes and roar!
Then I strut over to Ric and his outstretched hands, letting my own fingers come up. We link our grips, testing and teasing the alignment before settling into a tight lock. I feel Ric’s iron grip squeezing, that raw power just playing before the battle begins. Then with an unspoken cue we both start to really compete, to push arms forward and out. The tension is crazy, the pressure we are both putting out would break most men! The two of us just struggle, muscles flaring out as lats go wide and arms shift slightly! I pull back and then thrust forward with a sudden rush! Our arms go wide to our sides as our thickly muscled chest collide with a brutal impact!
Ric_Lambranzi
I wait for you to come up with something, to come attack me but as always, you keep your calm and wise self. Damn you look crazy pumped by now. Your wide hanging biceps, the perfect shredded core and those meaty pecs on display. I feel big respect for you even when I try to impress you with my own cathedral. You just step forward and connect with my hands again, heading into another strength test as we both try to push the other back! I growl in your face, not wanting to give in! You pull and throw yourself back in, forcing me to bring out all my power to keep myself in this game. Arms fully stretched out to the side now, chests connecting like magnets. "Let's take a ride, Roddy" I grin in your face and break my hands free from yours and wrap my arms around your waist. My pecs granulate against yours as I lift you off your feet and increase the power in my crushing arms around your core, showing you how my arm day worked out today! "Let's growl, Rod, let's fuckin grooowllll" I shake your heavy muscles from side to side, trying to own this bearhug position more and enjoy of feeling your strong, monumental muscles against mine!
Rodrick_Kent
I am rocked hard, back and forth off my feet no less. It’s more than solid, Ric’s bearhug is a real finisher if I don’t get my head in the game! I feel that crushing force and am amazed at the sheer fucking magnitude of Ric’s strength. My lower back is starting to really feel the agony of this hold. I cannot help but marvel at my frat bro for another moment as he has way with my thickly muscled framed.
Still I am an Omega, a powerhouse of my own. That thought rallies my spirits as I bring my own arms into play. The angle is all wrong to take a swing at Ric, but with an intense yet practiced motion I swing both of sculpted arms up, my hands open palmed as they smash into Ric’s handsome face. I feel an instant drop in the pressure to my back then a vicious reapplication of crushing force as Ric refocus his strength. I swing my arms again, my forearms tense as this time I ball my hands into fists when I strike!
Ric’s grasp again weakens and then returns, some finding the raw power to maintain the punishment on my lower back. With a growing sense of dread I go to strike again even as Ric starts to spin me. I realize he will likely slam me hard as I strike, hoping to kill his momentum. My success is a partial thing as Ric drops me hard on my feet but at least I stay on them! My back is a misery of pained knots but I cannot let up. I move back a step or two, then ignore the protest of my body perform a standing drop kick into my hopefully dazed opponent!
Ric_Lambranzi
It's like I am trying to bend titanium! The more power I try to add, the harder you resist. But somehow, it feels like I manage to weaken your crazy strong back second after second. Our chests are squeezed together but the sweat we both produce makes it harder for me to keep you as close as I want. Your answer comes pretty fast and I try to hold myself against it and go for another try, until you hit my face too good with a solid punch and I'm forced to drop you and reach for my jaw in a reflex.
My breathing is over the top now just like I am sweating like crazy which takes the focus away from you just a second trying to regroup. You land on your feet and at lighting speed you manage to pull off a massive impressive dropkick that hits me brutal hard in my chest, resulting in me flying back into the corner. One leg collapses as the other one tries to keep me up as I'm hanging with my arms over the ropes. My teeth clenched as the impact on my back is big as well, but I have to literally bite that pain away now. I still look at you, taking the time in the corner to recover what can be recovered and slowly push my other leg under me to help me rest a moment. "Well shit, Rod" I gasp.
Rodrick_Kent
My back informs the rest of my body high fly maneuvers are suspended till further notice! It does with dreadfully tight knots of agony. Still my attack slowed Ric, giving me space and time to recoup my wits if not my stamina. I see Ric gathering himself in the corner, wounded and dazed. I am not foolish enough to consider him beaten until pinned or KO. I chided myself to move in now while he is still weakened but the truth is my back is still feeling the collective pain of the match!
Even as I rise from the drop kick I grimace as I try my best acknowledge then dismiss the pain. I am slower than I would like but still faster than Ric. His intimidating frame is taking time to recover in the corner as hear his words, his voice a gasping tone rather than his normal deep timbre. “Yeah, neither of us is lifting tomorrow.” I say contemplating perhaps the two of us have taken this match too far. Then I charge my fraternity brother with all the sudden speed I can muster. I go running at Ric and throw my massive frame into what I hope is an epic body splash!
Ric_Lambranzi
Something is coming. I know that, I mean, I am facing one of the best and strongest beasts there is and I am in this unfortunate, dangerous position in the corner. I don't let my eyes leave you for a second as I try to figure out what I could possibly do. My brain screams to my body parts for action, but they are too weakened and slow to respond accurately. And then there you come, your big frame crashing into me!
I didnt think it could be possible but your impact digs me only deeper into the corner, almost pushing me between the ropes. I order my arms to wrap them around you as we connect. Not in a squeezing way, just to hold myself tight to them. Your body is resting on mine since I am basically laying there already and I just let my legs drop the mass they can barely carry now. And so I drop to the floor slowly and take you with me there. I am a bit dazed and exhausted, but this new position also gives me a boost for new chances and trying to take them! I try to roll us to our sides with my arms still around your chest, I tell my feet to push me up a little more so my arms move along with me and try to find your skull to lock around now and squeeze. At least I have to try to go for the offense, knowing you would brutalize me anyway as well!
Rodrick_Kent
Thick arms begin to entangle my skull even as I register we are on the outside of the ring. Ric has resorted to a simple strategy of squeezing my head, a crushing grip to end my resistance. It’s a good plan. My own arms grab onto Ric’s torso and starting to push trying to break his hold. As Ric starts power up his squeeze I give up on push and move my forearms up between the squeezing hands. Working my hands into position I try to force my freedom as we struggle. My legs come up too, pushing me into a move even position then trying to wrap of Ric’s legs in a grapevine to prevent him from shifting on me again!
Ric_Lambranzi
The harder I try to squeeze you, the more the pain you inflicted on my back and chest burns up. It's like I'm not even really feeling anymore how hard I am squeezing you. Afterall, just one hour ago I have been pushing my arms to the max already in that savage workout. I feel the despair coming up my mind when you manage to put your arms between my hands and start to neutralize my move once again. My muscles start to feel sore, they have been for a while now, but it's like getting into my head as well now. I'm breathing so heavy, almost gasping, like trying to suck new energy in. Damn, this guy is so tough, so powerful and yet so indestructible. And like the beast you are, you manage to break free from my arms. Not even to mention you go for the counter immediately. It's like you always know what I'm about to try and anticipate so well, this time that means locking my legs and prevent me to shift again. I growl out, my mind is going crazy as it is trying what to do this time and it just takes too long. I feel myself trapped, stuck, my legs blocked. I try to push you away with what's left in my arms as the signals are not good for me at this moment!
Rodrick_Kent
It’s like pulling apart welded steel, an impossible strong vice with the integrity of melted metal but made of flesh and blood. Ric’s squeeze is so very, very powerful. My head starts to pulse as suddenly my own thickly muscled arms feel the resistance break away. The pressure on my head is release as I overpower Ric’s killer vice grip. I take a deep breath and try to keep control of his struggling arms. I have his legs and I roll our tightly coiled physiques over. Now I have a mounted position on Ric as some possibility open up for my offense!
I unload to heavy forearms shots to Ric’s heavy chest, hoping to drive the breath from him. Then I release his legs in favor of slowly standing while lifting a prone Ric up with me. My arms feel fatigue and my back is still twisting with pain but I find my feet. I strike fast again with another open hand chop to Ric’s colossal chest. The sound of impact is deafening as I realize the spectators are far too close to Ric and I now! Part of me wants to finish Ric here on the floor with a brutal power move, but instead I slap on a hand on Ric’s right forearm and shoulder. With two big steps and twist I throw Ric back towards the ring as hard as I can. Moments later his massive back collides with the ring with another deafening impact!
Ric_Lambranzi
I feel a big amount of panic coming up in my chest when you suddenly flip me and look up at that cathedral over me that is your freaking pumped up body! Your hard forearms leaving marks on my heavy chest that's for sure and I have to gasp to get enough air in. I growl in pain trying to withstand your power! Luckily you stop there, just only to pull us up and you throw me back in the ring. I roll for a moment as my back feels so sore and burning pain rushes from the top to bottom. "Fuckin hell!" I roar out. It takes me a moment to regroup and move myself to one knee and look where you at. Everything hurts now and I can only hope, that's also the case with you...
Rodrick_Kent
It hurts, as I take labored steps to my opponent the building fatigue and agony are undeniable. So is the fact that Ric is not down yet, all this effort and he is still finding his feet. A very impressive young man indeed, but that will not change what happens next. I walk up to my foe on one knee and clap a vicious front headlock onto my knee opponent. I clench it so tight, pulling back to control Ric’s motion as well!
I pull him over to the apron of the ring the with an almost embellished slowness I pull Ric up, draping his near prone form back into the ring. Once there I give one big push and am rewarded with Ric roll to near the center of the ring. Even as I pull myself in Ric is starting to rise, the man has no quit in him. My admiration for my opponent continues to build as renter the ring.
As I approached Ric suddenly explodes into motion, his big right arm going up as a clothesline connects with my chest with massive impact. Ric and I stagger apart as I shake my head, some what dazed! Ric charges back hitting the ropes to build momentum and charges me again with a second clothesline!
Still reeling from the first one, I almost miss my dodge of the second big clotheslines. I duck the big swing just in time. I take two long steps to follow Ric’s beefy body as he moves by then jump on his broad back. Ric’s big torso hits the rope with my weight slamming into his back hard! We both come of the rope worst than we were. Ric staggers some as I kneel down while grabbing hold of Ric’s left shoulder and leg. I move as fast as I as I can, almost stumbling as I shift Ric’s mass and lift. It’s a painful process I will pay for with back aches for days as I lift Ric up into a torture rack! I stand tall, stretching my opponent and pulling hard with both arms!
Ric_Lambranzi
Things are escalating now as arms are flying, some connecting, some don't. I give all I got left trying to outpower you. But suddenly I feel a heavy mass on my back, then I realize: it's you! I have suffered too much already, is what my legs are trying to say as I can't hold you. But then you get off me and I feel you grabbing my shoulder and leg on the other side. What the... my spine is the first to send the signals to my brain. The pain is insane as I feel my head and legs getting pushed down. The pressure to my back is immense. Almost inhuman. I scream out in pain, in despair, in shock. "Oohh fuckkk nooo". I try to resist, to flex back but maybe I already realize it's useless.
Rodrick_Kent
Asking for a submission is pointless, but so is making my frat bro suffer for being a man who won’t surrender. I hold Ric as he screams, I feel him valiantly trying to resist my hold. The sheer tenacity of the man is awe inspiring. Even as he shouts a denial he battle on. Still there is genuine pain in his voice and for me that is the line. Time to be done with this battle, with almost an exaggeration easy I drop my knees then dump Ric behind me. I try to be gentle but his big back is taking another bump on the ring. I go to cover him quickly, cleanly rolling Ric with an inside cradle! Then I start to count loudly!
Ric_Lambranzi
My back muscles can't keep up the resistance any longer and I feel my back and spine bending in an unnatural way. The strength you are applying is insane, I haven't feel that before. My brain realizes it has been screaming for some seconds now, but also wondering to itself why it didn't scream out for a submission! Sending more signals to my mouth, my lips prepare to speak out the most obvious submission possible. But then you drop me and my back takes a final big crash, almost leaving me motionless on the floor. I got my eyes closed and the painful grimace on my face sums it all yet. I feel you coming on top of me again, I doubt that cradle is even needed as I can barely lift my leg on my own at this point. You start to count with an exhausted yet confident voice as I roll my head to the side. "Damn Rod.. I.. I submit" I speak faintly, no resisting the pin and hear you count out at "3!" at the same time. "Fuckin stallion... you are" I try to continue and force myself to put a smile on my face, looking at you.
Rodrick_Kent
I feel that Herculean Frame under my own muscular body, the heat and scent of Ric intensifies my rush of triumph! That rush, that wave of a hard won victory with against a true challenger flush my system. I slow let go of Ric’s leg as I rise to my feet. As I do feel my own pains and aches again but for now my mood cannot be endangered by such trivia details. Hearing Ric call me a stallion, see his smile alleviates any concern I have about taking the battle too far. I shift my pumped physique and roar as I hit a most muscular pose! “Hell Yeah!”
That moment of triumph seems to last forever before my energy runs low. I feel myself lower to a single knee, taking deep breaths as my reserve of stamina is near exhausted. “You good Ric?”
Ric_Lambranzi
My air flow finally gets more under control, but even breathing hurts at this moment. I am looking up at your most impressive pose and I can't blame you for it. I have never seen your muscles so pumped and big and I kind of feel like I can give myself credits for that already. I try to move slowly as I roll myself to my side and then also to one knee. I nod at your question "Help me up bro" I smile a bit more confident and reach out my hand to grab yours. I still hold your hand and raise it up high for the fans who are cheering for us, or maybe for you, now. "Ladies and gents, this man is a champ" I speak loud and with respect, giving you the moment of praise you deserve here.
Rodrick_Kent
“Say the Enforcer of my Frat!” I reply as my arm is raised. After a long moment of glory and admiration from those watching, I lower my arm and give Ric a fraternal squeeze of the shoulder. “Well now I finally know. How did Zack get so damn strong, clearly he grew up competing with this beast.” I start to move out of the ring slowly, a strut to hide just how sore I am.
Ric_Lambranzi
Feeling your squeeze actually feels nice and respectable for the hard workout we have been giving each other. I smile back at your compliment, leaving the ring with you, clearly in more pain than you but really don't mind to show it here. "Thanks for today. I will remember this for a while, my body will definitely help me remember in the next days hehe. I hope you enjoy the moment, Rod. Next time I will have you tapping out for me. But for now, let's go grab a drink. You pay, punk!" I tease you once more as we head out of the room, leaving with a great feeling of satisfaction and new insights on how to get only better.
Published: 2025-03-14, viewed 188 times.
ErikAtlas
2025-03-15 08:10Very hot action guys! Intense back and forth mechanics. Thanks!
Rodrick Kent
2025-03-15 17:31(In reply to this)
It always makes my day when I hear my work pleases you Mr. Atlas! Ric is one of the best guys to collaborate with for the record!
Oliver Muscle
2025-03-14 21:04Awesome work guys. 👏