THE HIGH TABLE
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Joe_veteran: Things are getting close. The town is under fire - at least in my drug and weapon business. TomTom, that fucking motherfucker tries to expand from the east his influence on the city against me in the west and Adam, who owns the south - Adam recently hashed up recently a bigger deal and struggles against his purchaser, and I would not be in my chief place, if I would not assume, that TomTom was part of the desaster, that sent a pickup with 150 pounds of coc into a fire - an amount, that could have changed the balance of power in the town deeply. Instead of getting upper hand from the south, Adam is not in trouble, big trouble, funny trouble - and TomTom and me get wind of our chance to get the south - and the bridge, that links the south to the east and west up here, northern of the river.... But as a vet, that I am, I first forced my men to observe the movement. Assuming TomTom will act aggressively will send Adam into my arms, asking for help, giving me the chance to support him, and make him dependent of my good will. I grinned - soaking up the momentum of the movements of others and turning it against them is my biggest skill - and rooted in the most ancient far eastern book: "Art of war", that I assimilated completely... and my plan worked, at least at first, as I recieved the first summoners from the south, asking for surveillance cams, weapons, more.... and - for sure - we helped against a good, a really good sum of chips - stressing Adam but not overburding him.... But things got wrong....
Joe_veteran: I did underestimate the aggressiveness of TomToms men - perhaps he felt the growing connection of adam and us - and as two of my men rung me up and darted in my storehouse, I felt time is running out, as they told me, that a struggle on the bridge started - TomToms men waylayed Adams guardians - and a battle of words became a fight....
Joe_veteran: messages on my phone became more, hectical, quicker - but I cannot avoid to smile, as I feeel the bloodthirstiness in their posts.... I can perfectly imagine their shiny eyes observing the starting war - feel the urge, they would jump right into it.... and I start to gather my men - what happens in no time, as they for sure never left their phones out of their eyes. I laugh as I envision how they leave their dependent clients right when the next H deal is close to be done - barking they have to postpone the deal.... Only one detail is missing --- adam should/must ------ and it comes: "Joe.... TT is coming - come over ------------- please ------------ you will not regret...." and I join my men - 15 min to the bridge - hopefully not late
Tomtom16: The war of our gangs getting to a new level. But we need to take over the south, Adams gang is weakest I sent Ben 
Seb
Mac
over there to the bridge to take some guys of them out. As the arrive there is only Adam. So they abroach him. The three walk up to him.
Seb Mac over there to the bridge to take some guys of them out. As the arrive there is only Adam. So they abroach him. The three walk up to him.Tomtom16: Adam stands on the bridge " Ŵhat do you guys want" "Tom sents you a massage. Turn over the south and spare your men and your own live" Adam knows his gang can t win any more but wont give up. "You know I wont do that" Adam says. Mac walks up to him. " come on, don t be stupid, turn around" Adam turns as he feels Mac behind him he ellbows back in Macs face who stumbles back, signalin the others I got that. He moves in. Soccerkicks Adams knee, straight right to Adams face left hook in the gut. Adam falls against the the wooden side of the bridge.
Tomtom16: Mack moves in presses Adams body in the wall and punches him. All if a sudden a klick Mac stumbles back turns to his guys looking in shock holding his gut dropping to his knees. His head looking down at his blood@ hands. Adam holds a jumpknive in his hand.
Tomtom16: Hr walks up behind Mack grabs his head by the hair. Pulls it up and rams the knive in his back.
Tomtom16: Seb and Ben in shock run up to them. Punchting Adam kicking the knive out of his hand. Ben get a hold of Adam. Sep punching him up. Than pull out a rope. Putting it around Adams neck. " Motherfucker ready to die. They throwing him down the bridge. Feeling his body cramp as the tye the rope to the bridge. Than the run to there dieing buddy. The call me to report. I jump right on my bike to ride down there.
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: ---- and while heading to the bridge, I plan my situation... things getting worse: If I am right, Adam - this stupid, small, young, narcisstic - also sexy - but brainless fucker faces TT´s men alone??? I cannot believe - or I do not WANT to believe - as I can perfectly imagine Adam trying to man up most following his impressive - but stupid - needs to be the best among his group - but this time I cannot imagine, he could survive - last help will be me, distracting you and making you face two gangs at once - if - yeah: If I am not too late... I face Jeff, that I call my sargeant, as he is a brilliant strategist
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: and we demand Ben to head to the canalisation and cross below the river, using the tunnels of the canalisation.
Joe_veteran: Sadly that will demand probably 15 min more - and I MUST slow down to give him time - we will not succeed facing TT if I will have no advantage. Ben and Todd
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: leave us to the underground.
Joe_veteran: the sarge, Alex and John stay with me
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: as we reach the bridge
Tomtom16: My guys knee next to their dieing buddy whos body is shakeing, blood running out of his mouth. His muscles cramp in his leather suite. My guys not paying much attention whats going on waiting for Tom.
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: and meet Johann
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: and Pete who observe the scene
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: Sadly that will demand probably 15 min more - and I MUST slow down to give him time - we will not succeed facing TT if I will have no and observe from a distance the brawl of 3 against stupid, nice, narcisstic, fucking dumb Adam
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: I shiver - but stay reluctant - hoping we are not too late....first all seems to go well - adam hits one nicely - and a gargle tells me , he is out. I look for you - do not see you - coward, that you are! Fuck - may Ben hurry!!!! as things get worse - no: bad --- really bad - as adam is attacked by two of your guys - too much for him.... I want to shout and attack - but all happens to quickly - as a punch, a bang - and a concussion is heard - and a shadow is thrown over the railing - making me assume it would fall down --- and I need seconds to realise - it stops half way - a crack that I hear but do not understand - my mind needs some seconds - some seconds to much to realise, the crack was a neck that broke and the body will never reach the water - some jerking of the boots before they stop and hang silent.... who has this been? But I know the ghastly satisfaction on their visages - did I plan too much? organize too long? hesitated too much? this time? first i want to attack - but the game is over - now keep clever - and wait, this match is lost - but the war is still ongoing....
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: I grind my teeth - clench my fists - but then command my men to spread and surround your gang - and it´s finally done: Ben and Todd reach the other side of the bridge and are ready to join Adams group and offer support.
Tomtom16: Ben and Seb close his eyes both get up and sit him up against the wall. Text Tom hope he arrives soon since the bridge is under controll none of the gang
Tomtom16: Now Ben and Seb pick ub Adams jumpknive and secure the bridge hopeing the others will soon arrive.
Tomtom16: I Tom
arrive withAndy
Max
Jeff
My brother Dan
park our bikes a little off to check the area. We walk towards the bridge since we need to secure the path to the south. Knowing that Joe wanted to take over the area himeself. Good we took it over from Adam who was killed by my man. Suprises me that he was alone to protect it.
arrive withAndy Max Jeff My brother Dan park our bikes a little off to check the area. We walk towards the bridge since we need to secure the path to the south. Knowing that Joe wanted to take over the area himeself. Good we took it over from Adam who was killed by my man. Suprises me that he was alone to protect it.Tomtom16: We take tribiut to Mack. We talk through how to secure the bridge Andy , Max and Dan take the south. Ben, Sen and Jeff the North. I stay inbetween coordinating. Just so if there is an attack I can quickly get men from the other side.
Joe_veteran: Finally you come - and you do not come alone - how could you? waiting, till the worst thing is over - then appearing to be the patriach of everything..... I hear the deep sounds of your bikes - as you surrounded by 4 of your males appear. My eyes wander up and down your tall frame - dark shiny leather, dark shiny pants and boots - dark, shiny hair and that dark trimmed beard, a male that makes me a hardon -what can happen to some of us - but what must never distract us from the job --- and you have a detail, that helps me to focuse on our rivalry: your dark eyes - deep, dark like lakes, that swallow everything to leave behind ---- nothing! Lakes that are deep, lakes that are bottomless - eyes that soak up life and stay dead - dead like stones, like coal, like lifelessness itself - a male, who rarely shows any emotion, but who gathers males around him, that fell under your spell - like those, who I spotted already, that good looking Andy - Max who is really a cool guy, mature Jeff, a real veteran - and your brother Dan, that babyface, no one could believe you came from the same family roots - doing his best to become your copy - but even if he would kill himself, he would be more alive than you ever have been... my eyes wander over to the river and I see
Joe_veteran: the boys coming from the south - and next to Ben and Todd I discover jessy
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: the sarge of Adam, probably the one and only guy, who prefers to wear sneakers when getting to the roads instead of boots, telling everybody he would be by far quicker and more flexible than with boots, and as he was a parcour runner in his youth, one must believe it - some assume, as his calfs are too big for boots - and God knows: they are right, as I know.... As Jessy was one of my men - a male with whom I was really close, very close - but somehow he was chosen to get over the river and get part of the gang of Adam - find out what is going on in the south - and give me information, also trying to gain influence on the south and leading them to me, to my side, to the west, making it impossible for Tom to get upper hand over the city - in fact to destroy him and make Tom our hostage.... now he appears in the southern end of the bridge - followed by Ben, Todd and others... barking at you, that this act demands only one answer: the wood of the bridge will become red by the blood of you from this night on!!! I sigh....
Joe_veteran: Jessy always courageous, clever, muscular, athletic, loyal ---- but stupid!!! and the contrary of you, who is devious, tricky, slyly, ingenuous. I curse - and whisper: "not him! not now !" and I see appearing behind him Ben, who seems to descend from a family of gorillas - and Todd, that tall wonderful guy, muscular, splendid in his black jacket - so young, and eyes like an husky, one blue, one green, almost black in the night, that can change from warm to icecold, revealing the soul of his opponents - but sadly not everybody of your gang has a soul, as their soul was soaked up by you, leaving them behind as zombies without giving you any life.
Tomtom16: I imbrase Ben and Seb "good job boys, the south is ours, now we take the rest" "Tom, Tom, Tom..." my boys chant "secure the bridge, Adams guys see their leader hang from it, the know tey lost"
Joe_veteran: Time is up, as I see you occupying the bridge, preparing to attack the south - my eyes on Jessy and my men: I realise an advantage for us coming up, seeing your men jumping into a trap, whose jaws are wide open, if I will command my men around me to close the northern exit and close it for you, trapping you from both sides...
Joe_veteran: Right as I want to give my commands, i see a movement on the other side: discipline was not part of Adams group : a reason why he was the weakest of us three bosses and why he missed his last deal - and at least the reason, why he hangs off the bridge half way over the water -
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: Rick - at least that is the name that I remember vaguely - breaks through the front of the south - holding a massive knife in his hands -
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: followed by a guy, that makes me think of a rat - and perhaps his younger brother - a slim, but fast as lightning male - a shadow, hard to see - and probably a wonderful fighter, if he would be clever....
Joe_veteran: 
Tomtom16: As we still stand together two guys abroach from the south, one armed with a knive Ben and Seb move in between us. "Driop your knive, what you want. Kind of stupid to show up alone" the guys cloeing up outnumbering them.
Joe_veteran: It is hard to observe from my place - but Rick and the rat were too quick - and find themselves on the bridge - already separated from their fellows - Barks from the south, commands to leave the alone raise - but your men already surround them. Rick and the rat give each other protection - preparing for a fight back to back,, their butts touch each other, as they circle, facing the hyaenas, that surround them...
Joe_veteran: I hear shouting names --- the rat shouting for jessy - he answers with sly - so probably the name of the rat...
Tomtom16: Seb tacks a chance to kick at Ricks knive with his boot hope it will fly. Ben and Jeff go after the other guy we need one alive to see who sent them Ben smacks him in the face as Jess kicks his spine from behind
Joe_veteran: a fulgurous move of a boot - a lightning flying over the railing - a knive splashes into the water - Rick looks after the knife and gets a kick of a boot right into his face, separating him from sly, offering their backs to your men. In no time i see Sly pushed with a heavy boot in his back - making up straighten up and falling, staggering into the arms of your men , a dull sound as he drops on his knee - perhaps only his knee - perhaps his spine... Rick now alone
Tomtom16: Jeff kicks Sly in his gut as he is on his knees. Looking up. Ben attacks Rick with punches tying him to the bridges wooden posts
Joe_veteran: sly drops on his knees, looking up as if to pray to TomToms Jeff - and recieves a kick in his abs- jackknifing him, forehead on the wood, gasping for air. worse for Rick, who stumbled after the boot kick in his face - recieving an upper cut from the other side - stopping his head from flying around - but not his body, making him spit blood and drop on his knees. Gloves grab his shoulders, pull him to the railing and tie him up there like crucified. yells from the south, weak attempts to warn your men...
Tomtom16: The other guys are so in the beatup of the two. Ben and Seb still in rage after his buddy got killed. These two have to pay for it. Jeff holds Sly from the back so Seb hammers fists in his gut. Rick the massive Muscle gut manages to break free. Ellbows back hits Ben at his throat he coughs stumbles back. The guys enjoy the show
Joe_veteran: Sly seems to be lost - on all fours, then risen up, he gets brutal punches in his abs - making him gargle, vomit, spit, getting allegations for spitting - and new punches, making him almost go out cold. Rick gets some power back, manages to break his arms free - a solid blow right onto the adams apple of Ben, making him cough, raping his air - making Ben stumble back - is his adams apple broken?
Tomtom16: Ben coughs. Jeff our senior notices Ben in trouble drops Sly and turns to Rick who recovers quite well. And moves forward. Jeff fires a straight right to ricks face. Soccerkick to his left knie. Than tackles Rick and runs him with his back in the wooden wall with his whole weight wood cracking
Joe_veteran: jeff drops sly - I observe Ben - jeff is alarmed, darting to Ben to help --- by hitting Rick right into his face --- his kick hits his knee - a crack is hearable - a scream - that is ended when Jeff nails Ricks back into the railing, making the wooden bridge swing and vibrate, causing a thunder and screams from the south. Now Rick is almost lost ---- but sly seems to be forgotten.... I see him gasping for air - raising his head - looking for his gang.... trying to roll to them - some of them get closer - Sly reaches out his arm - will they be able to rescue him?
Tomtom16: My guys see more men come from the south, they form a line like in a hooligen fight and move forward. We are more so we will take them down. I am in the middle Jeff Seb take care of Sly and Rick Ben staying back to recover a bit
Joe_veteran: some of your fellows realize the moment of hope for sly... and form a wall of leather legs and and boots - your presence is so massive, the south cannot attack, also as your men on the bridge could fight from an upper position while the souther gang would need to climb up... Sly screams as the wall of legs close in front of him - forming a living wall, a living prison, behind that he will lose his young life...
Tomtom16: While Sly is still down Rick still sents punches to Jeff. But he is an old well trained fighter who defends them well the two stay on the middle of the brighe tradeing while my other men move south to your gang
Joe_veteran: rick is severly injured - but mans up against Ben ---- sly screams - but less hearable, seems to resign - I weigh the risk to attack from north - up to now, we have the advantage of surprise as we are in the darkness --- but you have the by far better position, as also from our side, we have to climb some steps to get onto the bridge.... but then something needs to change: the growing danger from the south makes your men watch more to them - even causes some moves towards the south - starting to offer to us some backs of your men.... time is getting better for a quick and devastating attack from our side
Tomtom16: We get closer to the group of guys in the south. We start to run towards you agression showing. Jeff punches Rick. Dugs down tackles Rick grabs his thights rams his leather covered shoulder in his gut and runs him in the bridgewall. Sly still down. Ben doing better again closeing in to the others
Tomtom16: Ben returns to jeff. Ellbows Rick in the neck to knock him down. Jeff unbuckles his belt and ties his massive arms to the back. Jeff gets up and kicks in Ricks gut.
Tomtom16: Ben sees Sly crawling to all 4 trying to pull himself up at the wall. He waits till he is up he turns around to Ben . In a quick move Ben pulls out the jumpknive out of the leather suite and ramms it in Slys gut. Slys eyes in shock his body shakeing falling in Bens arms
Joe_veteran: all this has happened quickly almost in no time - as the following actions take place.... rick fights - but against the double power of Rick and Ben, there is no chance - his gut is attacked, he drops - belts removed - his arms hogtied --- making rick a prey.... as they turn to Sly.... a short chat between them - observing Sly getting up - a moment if they will allow him to jump over teh railiing - but a sharp "clack" of a jumpknife - a step --- and dull sound - a gasp - as Sly falls forward into the arms of his murderer - a moment of total silence - laughters from your men - except you, who just observed what your men did - raising screams from the south - making you look to them and form a defense... at least now giving me enough time and space to close the trap from the north -
Tomtom16: Ben pulls up Sly throws his still shakeing body dow the bridge than the all move to the others to show our full power. The front allready fighting hard to destroy them I stayed back. Seeing the first guys going down. Good we got Rick as hostage
Joe_veteran: I raise my arm - and give my command --- like the night itsself my men appear from the north - silent - using the surprise as your attention is turned to the south ---- they form a solid line ---- no: the do not.... Pete, the falcon obviously planned to man up in a way, that should not be risked --- PETE steps forward - leaving the row, heading to the steps up.... I hiss and curse --- Alex, one of my most experienced guys is close to Pete - I look at him - point at Pete and form a fist, that I pull back, demanding Alex to grab Pete and pull him back to us.... but Pete has already reached the wooden steps roight before alex does - and to my shock the heavy boots on the wooden steps cause a dull and clear "THUD"
Joe_veteran: 
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Tomtom16: We still fight against the front line to keep you out. My men are good, well trained to stand up against any invader
Tomtom16: Andy got a funny feeling looks around and spots alex and pete, he pads Seb on his shoulder. They both run towards them.
Joe_veteran: the surprise is over - but the effect must be used --- two of your guys discovered me and turn to pete and Alex, who is close to Pete - both reaching the ground on the bridge, while my men follow - but instead of your way to stay in the background; i do stand in the first row togehter with my "sarge" - a few steps behind Alex, who reached Pete.... me shouting: "TomTom ---- never can stop laughing hearing that name ---- like donkeydonkey --- or dulldull -----. What are you doing here? shouldn´t you hide in your tunnels, where you belong to, as you were made and born down there?"
Tomtom16: Andy and Seb stop as more man step up fuck we are ambusched "a trap" Andy shouts fuck I am in shock but need to stay calm. I step out of the crowed I know I got to save my men who are willing to give their live for our cause. I spot you. I jell "Joe, coward, I want you... let s make a deal. You and I fight only one winner. The loosers guys joyn the other gang and the winner leads. Are you man enough for that coward." M y guys not happy about my speach. Alex steps up to Andy tabs him on his chest. "You are myn'
Joe_veteran: to my pleasure, your members seem to freeze and in shock - but sadly we are too late to safe alex and pete --- they are soaked up behind in your group, being hostages and a way to put pressur eon me.... to my surprise you man up and step in front of me - calling me coward, declaring you want me - proposing a deal and exactly the deal I hoped for - knowing you are by far younger, more brutal, quicker, perhaps stronger - but narcisstic and stupid - and I could perhaps make the game, if I can provoke you, making your attention weak by challenging you.... but I should stay debasing, as I know: your self- confidence is your weakest spot - injuring your self-confidence is something you can hardly cope with.... so I shout: "calling me coward, darling? who does so? you? waiting in the back, sending your men onto the bridge, following your real warriors when the fight seems to be over? Who should fight me? Me man enough? Be sure, darling! But who is man enough --- who is even a MAN in your group, daring to face me? a group, lead by a dastard!!!!"
Tomtom16: Andy gets met about your disrespekt. He in his young steamia runs towards you. I can t stop him. " andy stay here" he rushes forward i step forward. "So coward we got a deal. My men as a bargen" andy pushes back Alex. "You are myn. Or are you a coward as your boss"
Tomtom16: I stand there waiting for you
stand there waiting for youJoe_veteran: I grin - i have what I hoped for - calling your men as bargain.... giving me the best moment to debase you.... "Tom --- Tom Tom ----- dumb dumb --- there you are - thought you would be bigger! and " a wave with my hand --- "somehow --------------- nicer!" I laugh harshly.... I turn to your men: "you heard him - you are ´bargain´ for him..... ´bargain´ not more!!! and that is the guy, you want to follow? a man -- a thief who sends you unprotected against your enemies and sells you as ´bargain" if he loses? Men - fellows of Tomtom´s group! come over and leave him alone - he is not worth to be followed by you...." knowing that should or must hurt your self-confidence brutally.
Tomtom16: "My guyes know they are more than that. I fight for them. Not risking their live. Not like you coward. Your s will be happy when I am done with you and hang here next to Adam" my guys chear
Joe_veteran: I grin - "fight for them? really? did observe the capture of the bridge, beauty - you appeared, when your gents had done the job... waited in the background, till the rat will appear. I know and you know: you would have run away, if you would have discovered us earlier! So do not speak to me of readiness to make sacrifices!!! nobody will believe you.... you are scum - even worse than poor Adam- who was killed ---- ah --- yeah right: by your men!!! not by you.... now get ready to face a REAL boss! and welcome your fate from my hands!!!"
Tomtom16: "Haha the coward, so funny or is it a joke you still have not steped up. Your man know you are bitch. Getting fucked up. All the big talk. Nothing to back it up. Come herein the middel show your self, pussy!" My gang chants "LOOSER BABY"
Joe_veteran: i head ahead of you.... eying you....
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: "here and now" i throw my helmet away.... "last man standing gets the price...."
Tomtom16: We stand chest to hand leather rubbing each other. I smile "they see your legs shakeing" I laugh.
Joe_veteran: i grin - "beauty - that is only because your eyes are watering.... tears --- o dear - --- you are crying??" as I press a finger onto your eye socket and PUSH you back hard....
Tomtom16: I take a step back. Grab m eye wipe it. That little bastard. " the big guy who is just a little bitch who wants to get laid. How far you wanna go? " Ilift my fists shoot a straight right in your face soccerkick to destroy your knie. Left hook in your liver
Joe_veteran: I see fists and a soccerkick incoming --- the right in my face and the hook in my liver hits its targets.... but I capture your leg - and turn round, forcing you to turn round too....
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: heave you on my back
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: press you up
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: roll you over my shoulder and DASH you skull first onto the wood, hoping to knock you out and get some time to care for my liver
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Tomtom16: Fuck you catch my leg the blows land but you turn me in a quick move ending on your back my head hitting the ground our leather jackets squeek as they rub at each other. Im almost knockt out roll on my back. My guys in shock
Joe_veteran: i roll away - nursing my liver - almost vomiting - curse.... trying to get on my feet..
Tomtom16: I m on my back see you trying to get up I try to roll over to get on all 4
Joe_veteran: Facing you, I see you also try to get up ---- I heave - my palm pressing against my liver - seeing stars - but have to get up - manage to get up - observing you do the same - damn: did hope the impact on your skull caused more problems --- but: perhaps there is nothing inside, the reason for that. This idea makes me grin a bit ghastly and cruelly and helps me to get on my feet and into a stance...
Tomtom16: I crawl up, little unstable to get to my feet. I rais my upper body my fists. Sent annother straight right in your face left soccerkick at your liver. Right elbow at your face.
Joe_veteran: The younger guy is quicker than I am - before I find my balance, you are ready to shoot your fists again --- my head flies right as your knuckles hit me- right into your soccer kick into my liver, raping all air out of me, filling my entrails with ghastly pain - your elbow digs in my face - and from my eyes filled with tears, I assume the grim reaper is around, nudging at me, waiting for me to follow him - is this the moment I recieve death? from your hands??? I drop down into a fetal curl - but head bent back in an attempt to scream - if there were air in my lungs left - what is not...
Tomtom16: I see you drop. My guys cheer seeing me to get overhand. I putt my foot with my heavy boot on your neck, pressing your cheak in the bridge. Some of your guys get nerves pushing myn. Andy is not takeing no shit. Fires a hard fist in your guys face.
Tomtom16: Andy hits the guy hard. While you are struggling under my boot. Eat some dust big guy. Your boys dont like that.
Andy hits the guy hard. While you are struggling under my boot. Eat some dust big guy. Your boys dont like that.Joe_veteran: your sole gets on my adams apple, closing my windpipe - the pain in my body still paralyses me, forcing me to turn a bit my head, moving my adams apple a bit out of the way of your sharp-edged heel, knowing that will not help a lot - but some noise helps - again little Pete, the falcon --- pissed, losing his self -control - trying to man up, not knowing, what Alex knows: Joe is not done now, old Joe has his skills---- but Pete loses his nerves and breaks the hold of big alex on his shoulder - jumping into the "part"guy of you, the slimy model one- probably with low skills - but brutal ones, as his fist digs deeeeeep into little Petes face.... let us all hear a SHARP and DULL CRACK
Joe_veteran:
Tomtom16: Andy nails Pete to the wall. None of your guys helps but Pete not willing to stop. Andy in front of him pressing him with all his weight in the wall. Their leathercovered chests rub at each others. Andy pressis his stubbled cheek at Petes whispering in Petes ear. " boy thats all you got?"
Joe_veteran: pete gasping - struggling - Alex snarling - threatning - but we all now : as the aggression was started by pete - no one will help him - no one, if not the entire scene will explode in blood and violence - up to now a scene between you and me - and now also on the "slime" guy and pete - excruciating violence and bloodthirst - but still limited, while i prepare my counter attack, the distraction of you, looking at the slime attacking Pete , is helpful hopefully
Tomtom16: I see Andy pressing one of your guys in the wall. But all of a sudden he stumbles back fuck what happend could not really see. He looks hit
Joe_veteran: Pete has secrets - as falcons have their claws ---- the claw of Pete is a switchblade covered in a black clam on his thigh --- not too big - easy to be overseen ---- but dangerous, and sharp --- and pulled out of his clam with a quick movement of Pete --- opened in a slit second and PIERCED into the adduktors of his bigger opponent - who stumbles back - looking down, bewildered - eyes on the iron and wooden ---- thing, making each of us think of a penis made from metal and wood, covered in leather ---- sticking out from his leg, his pants - probably penetrating his balls ---- but causing more than pain --- the "slime" wants to remove the knife - suddenly weak hands --- a helpless look around - and he sinks on all fours - quickly losing his power.... surprised - unable to understand, what I understand: the blade of the switchblade was covered with poison, letting the victim stay awake - but paralysing his muscles withing some seconds- giving Pete the time to kill .... What Pete is planning to do, as he rubs his neck - shakes his back - then leaves the railings, slowly , confident of victory - getting to the taller man on his fours.... smilingdown on him - in such a ghastly way, that I know now: that is his charisma - dark, black, poisonous --- he leans over the helpless male - nurses his head - before with a SHARP JOLT he breaks his neck.... and letting drop the skull of the killed biker with a dull sound onto the planks....
Tomtom16: I am irretaded to see the big guy fall. He stumbles back looking down his body than moves in but drops on all four looking back to me in fear. Fuck Andy whats wrong. I am so in shock whatching Pete snapp his neck and his muscled body drop. I take my foot of your neck and turn to watch my guy die.
Joe_veteran: the paralysis of the slime seems to spread around. I knew Pete has his secrets - but this has even be new for me and forces my cock to jerk.... never was happier he is in my team. His small, dark eyes raise - and look over to you...your eyes bobbing up and down from slime to pete and back again - trying to understand - as you remove your boot off my throat - or you try to --------- I see the dead eyes of Adam looking through the railing making me think of what will be my faith if I will hesitate
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: I GRAB your boot with both hands - TWIST it sharply around, hear some crackling inside the boot shaft - wrap my legs from below around yours, that i hold in place, crossing my calfs around your knee - STRAIGHTEN my legs brutally, putting relentless pressure onto knee, hoping to break your joint and make you drop, while twisting my body around - reaching out my hand to the hip of the slimy guy - pulling out the switchbalde from his lap - leaving the poison in his body - but hell yeah: his sperm dripping off the blade as it was stucked in his scrotum - and I jab down the blade, hoping to pierce it through your leather pant deep in your calf....
Tomtom16: I drop to ma back hold my calf but kick you in your face with my good leg . "You fucking bastard, expected you to fight like a bitch. I try to crawl back a bit fry to get up but its hard with one leg.
Tomtom16: The knive stuck in my calf. I try to reach for it as I get up
Joe_veteran: I feel the blade cutting through the leather and diving into skin and flesh - a yell from you, making me smile - ended by a brutal kick in my face - making my nose bleed and crack, making me see stars and cut my lip - covering my mature face with blood.
Joe_veteran: I roll around - stars fading - see shadows again - see you trying to get up --- I straigthen my hand out to the railing, grab a plank, that breaks
Joe_veteran: 
Tomtom16: I manage it to my feet leaning against the wall. Pull the knive out of my calf hold it ready to strike. " come on bitch lets finish it" I act tough
Joe_veteran: i try to raise --- get up again - but drop, as the railing breaks --- my mind still fogged - trying to focuse on the shadow on the other side --- that I hope is you...
Joe_veteran: unable to see or spot, if and how severely you are injured....
Tomtom16: I have a hard time to stand up but see my chance you are struggling I push myself of the wall and stuble towards you knive in my hand ready to strike.
Joe_veteran: i see, i was wrong - as a different shadow darts, stumbles towards me - a flashing tells me, you have the blade in your hands.... i grab the railing in panic - it rips off the posts.... and a 4 foot long post lies in my hand. Partially in reflex and panic I raise it and point it to you - right to your center --- and the shadow that flies to me suddenly stops, as a strong jolt rams the pole into my hand and against the post behind me ---- I wink -- wink again - and than see you standing, the knife in your hand - bloodthirst in your eyes... ready to get over to me --- but a wooden post has pierced your lower abs - and sticks deep inside you, penetrating and ripping them into pieces, lacerating your bladder - freezing you, where you are... each of us facing each other... stunned - knowing, death is slowly coming, your last minutes have started... as I start to raise and keep the distance between you and me --- holding you apart bit more than one step away from me, holding the post, the spear in my hands and starting to TURN it, forcing the splinters in your abs RIP off and in pieces your entrails
Tomtom16: The post rammed in my gut. Both hands holding it fuck the guys in shock. I am stunned just looking you in the eyes, in shock, in fear. You destroyed me. Blood running down my Jeans . Some dripping from my mouth. Dripping on my chest. I sink to my knies. The knive falling to the ground. I cough.
Tomtom16: Max in shock. Runs towards you. Smacks a fist in your face
Joe_veteran: 12:13 PM: Joe veteran I see the blade falling - i push you away back --- towards the railing, grab the knife off the ground - get a fist in my face as my attention was on the blade ---do a quick move - feel the blade cutting something - as I hear a gargling.... looking around - one of your men pressing his palms onto his throat, blood pouring out.... as slowly, ghastly, a bloody gap opens around his neck ---- kind of a second mouth, lips ---- blood pouring out, as his head drops back - and more than his head --- by far too far back.... as we realize - the blade has cut off almost his entire head --- reaching his spine --- and the almost headless man drops on his knees and sinks down soundless - his blood pouring over the planks disappearing through the gaps, falling into the river....
Joe_veteran: the scene freezes again --- but I must focuse --- on you - and curse - push you back, back, back - till your back hits the railing behind you.... I add a turn on the post, feel your entrails ripping in pieces - your eyes tell me all, you cannot speak.... and I get closer to you... closer - a last jolt pierces through your spine and nails you into the railing.... as I reach you and lay my left arm around the dying man - my right still holding the post....
Tomtom16: I try to look up at you. But I am unable to speak. My head sinks on your head. My cheak at yours. Our stubbles scratch. My hands at the post blood dripping as I lean against the wall. Not knowing what will happen next
Tomtom16: I am at your mercy
Joe_veteran: my left hand strokes your back - "time to die, time for peace.... but you deserve better than that post..." and I open secretly my pants - and pull out my hard penis, showing it to you - secretly, only we two know. I do whisper: "A hard fight always makes me hard - and you made me hard, since I met you for the first time - now you know - take it as my sign of respect for you..." . Then I grab the knife - show it to you
Joe_veteran:
Tomtom16: I see your knive, knowing what itt means a fearfull look up in your eyes. I failed my gang I usualy don t feel fear but you destroied me. I can t talk but I have a baging look on my face, baging for mercy and fear.
Joe_veteran: I tug the the knife handle first into my pants, the blade stucks out of it as my cock does towards the hole, the injury, the post has digged into your abs. The handle - firmly fixed between my balls and the adductors of my left leg. The blade lies bloody, shiny and flat under my cock, reflecting a bit the dull light of our city... I press my body firmly against yours, holding you in place... and RIP the post off your gut with a rough jolt, throw it away, towards my men, that step back a bit, due to the respect for our combat.
Joe_veteran: As your legs now are lifeless due to your broken spine, I press my body against yours and insert my cock with the knife into your belly - carefully, feel your blood running over my shaft, lubing my mush, warming my manhood - kiss your panting head, that lays against my shoulder... "now let me kill you, as a man should be killed by a friend...." . I wait a bit, than start to fuck gently your entrails... partially careful - but also cutting your body into pieces.... and your life out of you.... kissing your hair.... "now give me your life - and I will give you my respect..."
Tomtom16: The knive does the rest cutting my gut in pices. My body shakeing befor I pass out.
Tomtom16: My guys in shock. The get in line to their knees hopeing for your mercy. Jeff asking to spare them.
Joe_veteran: I feel your breath taking up speed --- due to the pain in your gut --- and your blood leaves you - as your life does - I feel a last shiver of your younger body and feel your life leaving you with a last sigh --- when I shiver myself---- and CUM into you.... Holding you in my arms--- kissing your hair again and again.... then lower my hand for the knife and my cock - tugging my manhood back into my pants, grabbing the handle of the knife and pull it out of my pants - tug my manhood back into my pants and close it --- whisper - "that will always stay our secret, i swear!" and step a bit aside - holding my knife - as If I just would have ripped it out of your abs - my pants reflecting your blood - but nobody will ever be sure, if there did happen anything else - only we two know - and nobody of us will tell anybody as my eyes wander over the groups, looking at me
Joe_veteran: I see 3 groups ---- those, who lost adam and are still hungry for revenge - mine, proud of their patriarch, who in the end is the last man standing - yours: decapitated by the loss of their boss Tom - and kind of exposed between the lines of their enemies. Everyone of your men is ready to give his life for pride and honour and revenge - now up to me to calm the scene.... as I shout: "Tom was a magnificent man - a great and courageous boss - ready to die for his men - a man who was worth to be loved" mentioning secretly i shot my sperm in your guts. I turn to Adams group: " ...as your leader Adam was". I turn to all: "now the town is ours - and enemies are around, waiting for their chance to remove us from here - let us now end our combat here and unite against those, who will come! Let us honour the dead and consign them to the river" - as I cut the rope, that fixes Adam to the bridge - a splash declares, he smashed into the water....
Joe_veteran: my eyes follow him drafting away --- than I wrap my arms around you, raise you to the railing into a sitting position... I bow for you... then let your corpse follow Adam´s, to the satisfaction of Adams group and mine - I look behind your corpse - and vow to myself, this place will become a secret place for me to honour you two... The nice guy is the next and last to follow, before the bridge is empty .... Adn I invite all teams to the western city - starting to unite and face what and whom will come....
Joe_veteran: 
Joe_veteran: end
Published: 2026-05-24, viewed 73 times.
BraveAjay
19 days agoNamaste - नमस्ते, Joe, old Joe doesn't often publish stories, but when he does, you're in for some thrilling moments. This time, he got excited about creating an exciting story for us with TomTom. The men and their gangs fought valiantly, providing numerous thrilling moments, but in the end, Joe’s experience and skills were rewarded, and TomTom and his gang met their doom. Thank you for sharing your story on The Shelter
Joe veteran
18 days ago(In reply to this)
BA! You are right. I rarely publish matches…but to find you amongst those, who appreciate Tom‘s and mine battle leaves me behind speechless. Thank you so much and…stay brave…
Old Joe.
brutalmerc
19 days agohot gutfucking scene! THX!
Joe veteran
19 days ago(In reply to this)
Woof.. to welcome you as a guy Whois famous for his quick, rough and straight,great actions makes me proud beyond all I could express.
Thank you, mate… and thankful too for all stories you did and you added totzusagen place to make it the wonderful place,that it is.
Dream Breaker
19 days agoWow. Experience against fury. Joe showed his skills here against the determinated Tom who tried his best all the way till the end. Exciting momenst and battles on the bridge that finally ended Tom and his gang. HOT STORY GUYS!
Joe veteran
19 days ago(In reply to this)
Dearest Alex, admired DB. To find you here,offering us your appreciation leaves us behind humble! As i mentioned already to freaker : a male who has done and experienced so much, and read and commented even more, takes notice of this story: we could not be happier…as during a long part, „darkness“ was all around and inside.
Allow me to send deepest greetings and happy thankfulness
Old Joe
The Red Rocket
19 days agoWhat an intensely hot struggle. Both men fighting until only one is left standing, as it should be. In the end, Joe does what he does best...takes care of the threat to his empire, then works to unite the remaining lost and now leaderless men. Thank you for posting. I will be reading this one again and again.
Joe veteran
19 days ago(In reply to this)
Dearest red rocket:
How could I express the pleasure and pride to welcome you as commentator behind this scene! You realised perfectly that two guys on eye level did a dark dance together . In this case it was me in fair mutual acceptance of TomTom‘s and Joe’s ideas. TomTom proved again himself as a great competitor and a greater male and sportsman. I was proud, he shared a second match with me…a more than worthy successor to the last one…
Let me hug and thank you for your appreciation!
Freaker
19 days agoThis is brutal gang warfare with Shakespearean stakes. Veteran Joe uses strategy against Tom's aggressive expansion—patience versus brute force. The bridge becomes their battlefield. Joe is a cunning tactician who destroys Tom completely, yet shows strange respect in those final moments. Tom dies defiant to the end. A Dark, powerful storytelling we love to share in THE HIGH TABLE
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Joe veteran
19 days ago(In reply to this)
Dear Freaker!
Tx so much for your appreciation, what means so muchfor me, for us, as I share it with honourable TomTom, who granted me again a wonderful adventure, open end, unsure who will end up dead on that bridge…a fair exchange of ideas and fair agreement who has the hotter one. And to mention all time GOAT Shakespeare as witness, is perfectly recognised by me and lets us bow in humbleness, but deep pride
To welcome You,as one of those who had seen so much, as one of our commentators giving applause to us, makes us proud beyond all limits.
As Dante mentioned centuries ago: „here hell begins. Those who enter: leave all hope behind“ . Your hell is a wonderful miracle and we are proud to have added a small piece to it.
Yours
Joe (also for TomTom)