Tarzan: Damn! Tarzan thought as you squeezed his lower back. UGGHHH!! Tarzan grunted as he felt your tremendous power. The jungle hunk tried creating a space a way from you, try to break you bearhug...
Milek: Ha ha not so cocky now
Tarzan: But Tarzan is in a disadvantageous position as you tightened your hold
Milek: Getting old tarzan? tired?
Tarzan: ARGGHH!! Tarzan, seeing that he can not overpower your bearhug, assaulted your face with his elbows! WHAM! WHAM! WHAM! elbow strikes on your chin, cheek and face
Milek: ughhhhhhh. Try to turn face tighten grip. but your assault is brutal and I drop you to the ground. Try to shake off your punches. bloody nose. i'm enraged. I grab a clump of your hair and pull you off the ground....to face me...
Tarzan: Tarzan assaults freed him from your sadistic bearhug. You drop the jungle hunk and finally Tarzan was able to breathe completely. His lower back and midsection hurt like hell and Tarzan grimaced when he touched that area. Before Tarzan could recover he felt him lifted by the hair and came face to face with you. In a burst of strenght, Tarzan broke your hold and grabbed your shoulders and delivered knee strikes on you gut! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!. Got you winded and hunched. Tarzan then head locked you and DDT! Slammed you head first to the ground! SLAM!!!
Milek: Hitting the ground and rolling holding my midsection. My boxing training prepared me for such assaults- my bulked up muscular body contracts and acts as armor to absorb your strikes.....as I roll and catch my breath.... I leap back to my feet. your shocked at my quick recovery. I charge you as you regain your strength. headbutt your midsection scoop you up like a child and lift you above my head with ease and deliver a devastating knee to your bruised lower back. Drop you to the ground. Get up!
Tarzan: OOOFFFF! Tarzan moaned as all air was forced out of his lungs! Before he knew it, he was up in the air and came crashing down, backfirst on your knee! CRUNCHH!!! Tarzan backmuscles and spine crunched with the force. AAEFGGGGFHHHH!!! Tarzan shouted in pain as his spine almost broke into two. The you pushed him unceremoniously off your knee. Tarzan grunted and squirmed in pain. But despite of it, the jungle stud slowly got back to his feet, facing you. One hand on his back, massaging it and the other at the ready for defence and some offence on you
Milek: I sense weakness and move toward you. You’re forced to back up trying to regain composure. I grab your arm and sling you around tripping you. you land on the ground and I pounce but you lift a knee and catch me...uummpphh we roll in the dust over and over. You end up on top have me in a rear naked. Applying pressure but you feel the strain in your lower back and as I begin to get up you must release me..........I'm too strong at this point for you to close the deal...
Tarzan: Tarzan tightened his choke on you but your strong neck muscles resisted Tarzan's arms and the jungle hunk wasn't able to close your throat or your artery. As you stood up, slowly overpowering Tarzan, he was forced to release the choke. Tarzan stood back, his eyes wide in disbelief the you powered yourself out from a choke hold! Sweat trickled on Tarzan's forehead, temple and back. Fuck! Tarzan thought as he heard himself panting. Still the jungle stud is tenacious, he charged at you and delivered and uppercut to your chin. PUNCH! The punch was just a diversion as Tarzan moved to your back and locked a Full Nelson on you! Pressured your neck downwards!!! I'm going to break you neck boy.. teach you some manners! Tarzan uttered
Milek: ugggghhhhh. I try to move and break free. my muscular neck will protect only for a short time. but i'm bigger and have weakened tarzan. how can I capitalize and break free? I am able to slowly move toward a nearby post in the ground. I manage to turn and your back is to it. in great pain i'm able to back you into it with as much force as I can. my 295lbs slamming your back into the poll. and then again........
Tarzan: ugghh! uwaaahh! argggh! Tarzan grunted feeling the pain on his back weakening him. The last slam caused Tarzan so much pain that he releases the Full Nelson... unnggghhh! Tarzan's face a mask of torment
Milek: You’ve ravished my neck and brought me down a notch. I shake off the pain and move around the dusty area stretching getting my wind back. I notice Tarzan anguished look and know that I am winning. I stand straight and stretch my arms in the air to create a dominate pose. You see my huge biceps and 51" chest expand to an astonishing expanded 55". I throw my head back and laugh then begin to mock you in a fake tarzan yell aaaaaahhhhhhhhh aaaaaahhhhh A thick masculine musk fills the air from my exposed pits and heat radiating from my muscular physique. I'll give you a change to catch your breath jungle lord! with a flex off..........
Tarzan: Damn! Bastard! Tarzan thought as you mocked him, showing him your bigger physique, attacking his psyche. But the jungle champ will have none of it. Taking a deep breath, Tarzan charged at you and tackled you to the ground. Tarzan sat on your chest and pinned your arms by his shins. You mock me boy? Tarzan did a double biceps pose taunting you. Then he slapped your cheeks, alternately. SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
Milek: uggghhh
Tarzan: That will teach you respect boy! Tarzan said as after a dozen slaps he stopped. Your face red and stinging in pain
Milek: tarzan leaps to his feet and taunts me. jumping about. I manage to get to my feet. who you calling boy? I flex my biceps- bulging like two rocks implanted under my skin. you flex your biceps as well. two huge muscled bodies. my captive bride to be gazing on in hopes that you will win and set her free. I challenge you to mercy. our hands lock. our strong hands clasped together. muscles straining for dominance.
Tarzan: Tarzan accepts
Milek: You immediately take control. skilled at manipulating larger opponents you slowly manipulate my arms......I glance over at my future bride...... a surge of testosterone re energizes me..........I stop your course and slowly begin to reverse the movement....
Tarzan: Beads of sweat formed in Tarzan forehead. HNGGGHHH! Tarzan grunted as he exerted all his might to prevent you from getting the upper hand! But it was as losing battle as your might seems to overwhelm in the legendary Tarzan.. UGGGGGHH!! Tarzan uttered as your made the mercy back to the stalemate.. HAHHHHH! You shouted as you begin to turn the tables! HGUHHHHHHH! Tarzan muttered as he too summoned and released his strenght! Tarzan's biceps and arms flexed, abs and back muscles contracted because of the effort. After about a minute Tarzan's might began to wane, it began with his knees becoming wobbly. Your sadistically smiled and applied more pressure until your brought Tarzan down to one knee! AHHHHHH!! Tarzan couldn't believe it! Him on his knee! Outmuscled!!!
Milek: Summoning all the strength in my youthful body....I'm charged that I have brought the mighty tarzan to his knee....I continue to apply pressure as I am over tarzan with the advantage of pushing my weight on him. surprisingly tarzan holds my weight but it's taking a toll. I gaze into your eyes and continue to apply my full weight......appearing much larger than you because of the extra weight i'm carrying........u look down trying to form a plan.... you suddenly head butt my gut....offfffff....again....offffff....again...offfffffff but i'm too strong and knee you under the chin.......ur almost unconcious.... I scoop you up and hold over my head.......,my powerful muscles glisten with sweat as the limp jungle lord lays in my grasp... hush comes over the men and bride gasps in horror.........I feel testosterone pulsing through my veins......by manhood slightly hardens in the pride of dominating the lord of the jungle. Who's the boy now!!!????? Give up? Give up?
Tarzan: OOFFFF! UGGGGH! Tarzan moaned as you struck his chin almost knocking Tarzan out. The jungle hunk saw stars from your attack and before he could recover you lifted him above your head. Ah..ahh.. ahhh.. Tarzan panted weakly. He is almost drained and completed exhausted but being the jungle champ, Tarzan just could not give up so easily. He poked your eye! You yelled in pain and let him go. Tarzan landed on his feet and swiped his legs over you, tripping you in the process. Tarzan then grabbed your ankle and held it into a Ankle Lock, twisting it to almost it's breaking point! Give up, boy? I'll break your ankle! Give up! Tarzan ordered you
Milek: aarrrrhhhhhhhhhhhh, I yell in pain! you pussy! poking my eye, I'll kill,, aaahhhhhhhhhh, you apply more pressure. I try to break free........using my weight, I try to roll out but your grip is tight..........ahhhhgggggggrreeeee, the pain is intense..........one of the men steps forward to help me but another stops him..........my bride has hope in her eye..........can't let him beat me....i'm bigger, stronger...........arrgghhhhhrrrrrrrrrrr I manage to roll you over in your weakened state but you maintain your hold. I roll again....... and again......can tell your weakening but the pain is intense.......you’re shocked at my bull like power and stamina. ability to withstand the pain..........
Tarzan: Damn your strong! able to do the rolls despite of the pain! Tarzan held his ankle lock, he knew it might be his last stand as you have established that your are stronger than the jungle champ. Tarzan's only resort is through his submssion moves. As you rolled and rolled, Tarzan's ankle lock slowly starts to loosened. Seeing that you are about the break his ankle lock, Tarzan, released it catching you offguard. Tarzan capitalized on your shock as he sat at the small of your back and applied a Boston Crab on you! BEND!!!
Milek: aaaarrrggggggggggggg fucker! arrrrgghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh my muscles bulging......trying not to submit........ur lock is solid as you apply the pressure...yelling for me to submit. I cry in agony...........but can tell that your strength is not at full capacity........I manage to withstand your attack but you continue yelling for me to give.....uuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, the pain is incredible. You continue to apply pressure using all your strength to control me.........I continue to hold out.....u yell for me to give........I think I detect a slight release but again you apply the pressure.......aaaarrrrrhhhhhhhhhhhhhh realizing that controlling me is sapping your strength...... you release me but immediately apply the ankle lock again............arrrrrahhhhhh, you fucker! With all my focus, I do a sit up and hyperextend my body.. head butting you.......arrrrghhhhhhhhh, the pain in my ankle......you’re shocked and the move is effective (only due to your weakened state).
Tarzan: unngggh! Tarzan blinked as he saw flashes of light!. He nearly was knocked out by your headbut and he loosened his hold in you. You capitalized on that and with the loudest shot you broke free off the submission hold
Milek: I manage to stand and but my ankle gives and I fall. You’re trying to recover and have moved away trying to regain your energy. I again stand. visibly favoring my ankle and rubbing the back of my neck. you look over delighted in the effects of your submission holds but quickly notice my bulging bicep as I massage my neck and stretch exposing my mammoth chest and lean back the extra pounds around my mid section stretch over the hard abs beneath. my form is menacing.......... you wonder how you can take me... uv come at me with everything you have but I'm now standing. You’re kneeled down in the far corner.....heaving in huge amounts of oxygen.. stretching your exhausted muscles.....desparate.........like a wounded animal. You charged into the match like a lion but my gorilla like body was too much even for tarzan......now i'm standing readying to approach you. My younger 22 your old body is refracting quickly
Tarzan: ah.. hah.. ah.. Tarzan panted taking in full lungfuls of air. His chest heaving and his stomach flexing and relaxing. Tarzan muscular frame is drenched in sweat, outlining his hard and sculpt muscles. As he was recovering he saw you test weight on your ankle and stretched out your enormous, muscular frame! You are hardly damaged at all despite of Tarzan giving all his might. You still stand and recovering fast. Guh! Tarzan gulped at your resilience and plain brutish qualities. He is now dead tired and weak but you are still alive and strong. Tarzan knew that he must finish this now.It will be a unfavorable to the jungle stud if your match stretches longer. Time to finish this, Tarzan thought as he charged at you pouncing like a lion, determined to put you to another submission move but you readied yourself like a silverback gorilla on Tarzan's assault
Milek: I tense my body like a boxer......thud you collide into my rock hard frame.......subconsciously you respect this power......uuuggg he apply a front choke hold. but I wrap my arms again around your taunt, muscular waist......applying pressure to the small of your back
Tarzan: It was a battle of wills! Who will succumbed first! Tarzan or you
Milek: I deeply inhale as you pounce at me knowing you will need the oxygen.....your nostrils filling with my masculine scent
Tarzan: Tarzan with his chokehold and you with your bearhug
Milek: You’re questioning your ability to win. never have you done this. you feel my solid chest (like stone), my energetic grip, my strong scent....you’ve not met a man like me before. arrrggggggg, my neck as I apply pressure to your bruised rib cage.... your sinewy muscles screaming as you apply pressure.....
Tarzan: yeah, Tarzan's mind is getting jumbled now.. never has he been pushed to his limits, and you being younger only somewhat hurt Tarzan's pride never had he faced someone, who have outmuscled and outendured him
Milek: my manhood again begins to harden as I imagine squeezing the life from the mighty tarzan
Tarzan: He knew he must win this, keep the jungle status quo tightened his choke hold, trying to break the resistance of your neck! ACCCKKK!! Tarzan yelled as he felt your pressure increased
Milek: trying to tighten my neck muscles but grip is tight
Tarzan: But he still kept his chokehold on you and tightened it more
Milek: need oxygen....
Tarzan: Whose body will break first? Tarzan saw your face reddened.. he is winning?
Milek: squeezing with all my might.....
Tarzan: HGGGGNNNNHHH! GUAAAH!!
Milek: Can only hold on a minute or so more.... must break him!
Tarzan: Tarzan felt his spine and ribs almost breaking..the bearhug prevented him to inhaling now too. Damn! Tarzan's vision is tunnelling.. must not falter.. tightened the choke hold...
Milek: mentally envisioning the small man in my grip....his bruised ribs, lower back tortured........must break him......make him pass out.....Tarzan begins to punch my face......weakened and holding onto my shoulder to stay erect
Tarzan: uggghhh!!! hgggnnnhhh! Tarzan felt the pressure.. pain.. lack of oxygen... Tarzan abandons the chokehold! starts punching you.. didn't know what came to his mind that he abandons the chokehold
Milek: I feel your body weakening.... but my vision is blurred and feeling light headed.... holding you is more than I espected
Tarzan: Perhaps because of the insanely amount of pain he is experiencing! Tarzan punches weakening...
Milek: Your body is growing limp, one hand grasping my muscled shoulder, the other punching my face
Tarzan: acckkk! Tarzan shouts in torment as he is now helpless. He have now abandoned his offense and is now trying to break your hold futilely. Damn. Tarzan is a bit panicking for the first time in his life
Milek: too weak to defend himself tarzen slumps back. raising your arms
Tarzan: haven't been in so much pain before
Milek: do you have enough power to break my grip
Tarzan: uggghhaaaahH!! Tarzan screamed in agony
Milek: dizzy
Tarzan: damn, Tarzan is exhausted now, too weak to break your bearhug
Milek: on instinct
Tarzan: urgghhhh!
Milek: I continue to squeeze. not realizing what is happening. Going on instinct......but now getting some oxygen
Tarzan: Tarzan vision tunneling .. almost blacking out... muscles now limp
Milek: the men are cheering
Tarzan: slowly .. no more resistance on Tarzan side. You shake the jungle hunk violently! AARGGGHHHH!!! a bellow of torment from the jungle stud but no more counter..
Milek: slowly vision coming back but dizzy. Black eye but can see from the other.. feel your muscled abs against mine..........
Tarzan: Tarzan head now limp on your muscular shoulders, his arms dangling by your biceps only half awake now..
Milek: what is this feeling....some energy coming back........now realizing the limp body in my embrace our sweat soaked bodies stuck together...... I hoist you up.....not as before....the fight has taken a toll onto my shoulder......and stumbling about the area. Your limp muscular body, I want a trophy
Tarzan: Tarzan's body offered no resistance this time
Milek: I strip off your loin cloth
Tarzan: too tired, weak and in pain to mount and offence or defence. unhh.. what are you doing? Tarzan managed to ask
Milek: slip it on- it's tight but I rip a piece of cloth and make do. I flex over your weakened form..........heaving my massive chest....filling with oxygen.....flexing my muscles. I cry out.....aaahhhhhhhhhhhhh aahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Tarzan: Tarzan naked at your feet his loincloth forcibly taken away from him
Milek: beating my chest- hard the thumping like jungle drums
Tarzan: Tarzan saw your mammoth figure
Milek: the men cheering......... tarzan has never been beaten
Tarzan: he felt a wave of humiliation as he saw you standing above him and completely embarassing him in front of the crowd
Milek: I announce that I am the new king of the jungle. I bruise my hand across my massive chest, a wave of sweat flying and hitting your face.. brush my chest. I leap about in victory.I'll now take my father's place as chief. no one to stop me. I've beaten the mighty tarzan, taken his loin cloth
Tarzan: You may have won today bastard. Tarzan coughed but this is not the last of it.
Milek: my bride is now hysterical. realizing what is in store for her
Tarzan: Tarzan struggled to get back to his feet weakly he into all fours and managed to stand wobbly in front of you slowly backing away
Milek: I throw my head back in laughter
Tarzan: Tarzan aimed to escape for now and battle you once again and reclaim his throne
Milek: I charge and easily overtake u...picking you up over my head and spinning around, I toss your body into the jungle brush
Tarzan: Tarzan stumbled to the bush.. weak and almost broken he fell to the river and let the current wash him away. His animal friends took him and nurse him from his injuries in the hope that he regain his strenght and restore order in the jungle someday
Milek: I now celebrate with my men. unable to touch my bride to be for now she is safe my father learns of the news. He is concerned about order as well but the tribesmen follow me now. I represent strength and power the new regime. Suddenly I realize you have escaped and become engraged wanting to keep you as my prisoner. We will meet again, little man. I feel proud as I parade in your loin cloth..... and notice that your knife is laying nearby.....he will return for this I smile
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