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“This one, boss?” He asks his manager, the contractor then turning to you with a grin. “I’m going to enjoy breaking you, boy.”
State Fair
Two summers ago I was working at a state fair in a nearly an hour from where I lived. The town was pretty redneck, the fair hosting demolition derbies, horse races, and even had an outdoors wrestling ring that people loved to watch. The ring was positioned behind a building with a couple bleachers around it, and they had invited a couple of pretty big names around my area, as well as a wrestler from one of the bigger federations, it might have been the AEW but I don’t remember.
While I was chatting with a coworker in the parking lot near the end of my shift, two guys around our age walked by and my coworker waved and called over to him, but I didn’t hear what he said because I was too focused on one of the guy’s appearance. The picture below isn’t the real guy, but has an incredibly close resemblance to the monster I saw then.
He was just barely shorter than me, but had arms that looked bigger than my head, and a chest that pressed against a shirt so tight it seemed like they desperately wanted to break out. Now we were juniors in highschool at the time, so I had seen and wrestled very few people near his size at that point. He and his friend kept walking and the rest of us went about our day, but I couldn’t stop thinking about those arms.
About an hour later, I was walking through the fair and heard the faint sounds of shoes on canvas, so I slipped back to the ring to see the same guy moving around on top. I watched for a bit as he seemed to test the ring out, leaning back against the ropes, jumping to feel the rigidity, even falling back on the mat pretending to suplex someone to feel the canvas’s give. I walked out to the ring as he did so, leaning against the canvas just as he noticed me, “You wrestle at all?” I asked, trying to sound as casual as possible. He returned a grin and sat leaned against the rope above me, his huge arms and pecs in full display now. “Hell yeah, do you?” His gravely, deep voice a bit of a shock to hear. “Yeah with a few mates, it more of the real wrestling or the fake stuff on TV.” I know it pisses some people off when others say that, but often times it elicits exactly the response I need, hence his reply here. “Wanna find out?” He offers with a grin, gesturing up to the mat as he backs off to the opposite corner. I return the grin and climb in, but when I stand and look back at my now opponent, his shirt is off and hanging over one of the ropes, his full torso on display. Fuck he was huge. Crossing his arm over the other to stretch out a bit, his pecs and shoulders flexed and swelled, two boulders hanging over a set of steel-plated abs. “Ready bro?” And his huge form lurches forward. I wasn’t expecting the speed with his size, and the ring was fairly small so he managed to tackle a shoulder to my midsection with two hands grabbing the back of my thighs. I found myself suddenly slammed back-first on the mat, which surprisingly didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would. I was in trouble if I stayed prone on my back, so as he tried to lean down and pin me, my legs came up and shoved him backwards so I could make it on my feet. As I turned back toward him, I took a sharp breath in surprise seeing his arms outstretched right in front of me, little did I know that would be my last solid breath for a while.
At the very least, I managed to lift my arms before he could slap the bearhug around my lean torso, although with his size it wouldn’t do much to help. I felt his hands clasp his thick forearms just behind my upper back and I knew I was fucked. Immediately his muscle turned to steel, slowly and effortlessly closing the little space between our bodies. All common sense flew out the window, in a panic I began trying to press down against his biceps and shoulders before he squeezed too much of my strength. His monstrous forearms continued to pull me deeper into his embrace, bare pecs flattening my own, and biceps now crushing dents in my sides. My back cracked a few times as his arms readjusted my spine, his chuckle rumbling our chests while he seemed like he was enjoying it. Pumping intervals of pressure forced an uncomfortable groan from my throat and he laughed again. “This is domination bro, take notes!” Nearly a minute after I could feel his strength start to waver, and I flexed my torso in preparation for a finisher. Good call too, his arms suddenly turned to warm steel as the pressure became almost unbearable, the rest of the air being crushed from my chest by his massive pythons. I tapped. The hold didn’t release though and my heartrate quickened, ribs screaming in pain as it felt as though they might meet my spine soon. My legs were buckling as I gave a meek attempt to struggle, and just before it got seriously unbearable a voice called out.
“Oi! Try not to break him, bud.” We both looked over toward the building, his arms still cinched tight around my torso as we did so. Standing in the door was one of the wrestlers, and one of the biggest guys I’d ever seen. Relief washed over me, but quickly faded as I realized the amused grin on his face, relief wouldn’t be coming soon.
(Hey! If you’ve made it this far thanks for reading. Everything besides the picture here is true, however I did paraphrase the dialogue a bit as I don’t remember everything exactly. If you’d like to see more, or even get the part 2 to this story let me know!)
“Yo! Thanks for comin over bro. Jeans? Yeah I can wrestle in jeans, don’t worry though, you won’t survive long enough to see my legs.”
“You wanna feel bro? Sure, c’mere.” He flexes those massive arms. You walk up to him and reach a hand out, but before you can react his pythons quickly wrap around you and lift you a few feet off the ground. You struggle, but the vice is already locked in and you can feel his arms begin to squeeeeeze. “Hold your breath dude, this’ll be a long ride.”
You open your phone to a picture from your boyfriend. “Fuckn awful workout.” With a sigh you start checking ER pricing, because as soon as he’s home he’s going to want to break something, and your the closest thing that’ll scream.
“Are we going to have a problem here?” A deep, grizzled voice calls from behind you. “Fuck off dude.” You return while turning around, only to see this behemoth standing just in front of you, his thick pecs at your eye level.
You see his jaw clench and can tell he’s pissed. “You know what mate, why don’t you come with me.” He says and grabs your shoulder, pulling you tight against his torso and pushing you along to where he’ll “teach you a lesson” soon.
“C’mere for a second, kid.” He gestures for you to come, but as soon as you get close enough his monstrous quads quickly slap around your waist and bring you to your knees in front of him. You struggle and beat against his tree trunk thighs, but he just laughs. “Yeah, I want to hear you enjoying my thighs.” And with that his legs turn to steel as he locks his ankles, the only sound coming from your throat a pained gasp and wheeze as he slowly flattens your torso.
He’d been checking you out for an hour now, watching you workout and imagining the various torturous holds and moves he could put you through.
As soon as you make your way to the locker room, he follows, finally able to take what he wants.
These two teen monsters crushed all their prey together, always ending their crushing sessions with either a huge double bearhug or bodyscissor/headscissor combo. None of their prey survived.
He was built for domination. This monster was pent up and pumped after a workout, and you looked like just enough squeezemeat to satisfy him. Get ready for a long night.
Your boyfriend sends a text, “Awful shift babe, can’t wait to come back and squeeze some of this frustration out.”
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