It is now the middle of the summer season.

Ivan has fully recovered from his broken ribs (see story with title Owen’s dilemma).

During his recovery period, he trained regularly with Owen on course pursuit, his favourite sport that Owen also learned to appreciate a lot.



It’s again a nice sunny afternoon on a Wednesday last week of July.

Owen and Ivan are both laying comfortably in a long-chair in the garden of the open air Olympic swimming pool. They both relax their rippled body to the sun after the intense course pursuit training of the morning. Their muscular quads are still slightly swollen due to the constant effort made during about two and a half hour non-stop cycling.



They talk of course about the fight they both had with the colossal guy that Owen embarrassed on the ferry (see story fight on the ferry).

Ivan knows where to find him as Owen has explained everything: the location of his apartment at Residence “Ocean” as well as the billiard pub of which he seems to be the owner.

- I had to defend myself with my wrists tightened behind my back. I will take revenge.

- We have to make a plan for this, replies Owen. This fat guy is very strong.



Same day end-afternoon

In spite of Owen’s intention to help him in taking revenge, Ivan has decided to act alone. In his opinion, Owen did already more than he should and he didn’t want to involve him one more time in a fight. Ivan has decided to solve this issue himself whatever happens.



It’s about 19h30 and Ivan parks his new motorcycle in the customer parking located behind the billiard pub owned by the colossal fat guy.

Near the parking, there is an outdoor café that is connected to the billiard pub which is inside.

A few customers are sitting relax drinking coffee or their aperitif and enjoying the nice sunny weather.



Ivan sits comfortably on his motorcycle watching what is going on.

This type of place looks comfortable is Ivan thinking.



Ivan has decided to dress himself in a particular style. He is dressed in a way that we may call \"dressed to fight\". He has decided to replace his favourite outfit made to measure by a Thai outfit designer by something more aggressive.

He is wearing walking sandals with thick sole, a very short cut-off frayed cotton military short with a mix dark green and dark brown colours.

His short is cut off in such a way that his buttocks are only half covered and is going up to his waist with a seam of two inches just uncovering the square of muscle at his hips. A thin cotton belt is used. The fore part of the short is cut just sufficiently to hide his thong underwear and has an inseam of one inch.

His shirt, also military style with a mix dark green and dark brown colour, is sleeveless and cut-off half way of his upper body uncovering his six packs abdominal and making that his strong and clearly drawn up intercostal muscles are visible. His light brown hairs are voluminous but straight and loose. They are cut till just below his ears and also below his eyes but not really disturbing his sight.



Ivan is now proceeding to the barred door separating the outdoor café and the parking lot. He is carrying his helmet in his right hand. At the moment he passes the door, all heads are turned to the young muscle bound approaching.

Ivan is walking relaxed, straight and proud to an available bar table. All heads are turned discretely to the bronzed, lean and muscular six-foot-tall young man walking through the place. The striation of his muscular shoulders above his trained biceps is clearly visible. His six packs abdominals are clearly drawn up under is cut-off military shirt. The movement of his muscular thighs is very impressive under his tiny cut-off short. The back of his thighs slowly jiggling at each step under his half covered firm buttock and the square of muscle popping out at his hips are causing some whisperings from the public. His calves are showing two separated nice strong muscles.

Ivan is standing fully relax leaning with his elbows on the bar table.

Some customers sitting a bit further away were looking discretely to the fully relaxed young muscle bound standing with the bar table behind him and dressed in a provocative sexy outfit. They could admire his trained and muscular arms and shoulders as well as his uncovered six packs abdominals. They could admire his long athletic legs with his strong muscular thighs under his tiny military style cotton short.

A nice muscular flex is appearing at his inner thigh each time he is slightly moving one leg. Then comes a slow balancing movement of his quad at the moment the flex disappears and while his leg is taking again a fully relax position.

Ivan was like dreaming. His thoughts seem to be somewhere else.



A waiter is coming to him asking what he wants to drink.

- A glass of sparkling water, thank you replies Ivan.



A few minutes later, Ivan notices a car stopping just in front of the barred door separating the outdoor café and the parking lot. Two voluminous guys are sitting in the front of the car; one on the driver seat and the other one on the passenger seat.

The big fat colossal guy, he is looking for, is suddenly appearing and approaches the car. The big voluminous guy who was sitting on the passenger side is opening the car’s door, the big fat colossal guy took a seat on the right side in the back of the car like he is prime minister or king and the car’s door is closed. The big voluminous guy takes again place on the passenger side and the car went away.



What bullshit is this? This guy only deserves my fist on his ugly face, and he is threatened like the big boss of something. This is mafia; I cannot imagine anything else, Ivan is thinking.



Ivan asks the waiter where they are going because in fact he came to see his boss he explains.

- Ok, say the waiter smiling, they are going now for three or four days to a monastery where some people of an old underground sect found refuge or are hiding. The monastery is located on the top of the hill and you need about three hours walking to reach the top. The only way to reach the monastery is by walking. However, they reach there by helicopter.



- Who were these two other guys? Ivan is asking.



- Oooh, not good. They are new recruits as protection for the boss. These are illegal without any identification paper.

Nobody knows from what country they are coming from; who knows what kind of criminals these are. Better not to be in their way. The waiter is replying.



- Thank you. Reply Ivan.





20h30

Ivan went on his motorcycle, starts the motor and went back home.



Next day early morning.

After a good night sleep and a good breakfast, Ivan dresses himself in the same provocative military outfit as the day before, took his motorcycle and travels to the hill where he arrives about one hour later. He parks his motorcycle carefully on the side, takes his black colour backpack and the hiking of about three hours’ in a hot sunny weather direction the monastery on the top of the hill is started.



After about one hour hiking on a path having a rocky wall on his left side and a nice view to the valley on the right side, he sees a horse and a very old style trailer with wooden wheels standing. The trailer was not attached to the horse. No one was there and he finds very strange this not attended horse and a fully loaded trailer in a place like this. Ivan removes his backpack and his shirt and decides to relax a few moments with the horse as companion.



Suddenly five persons appear a bit further away from behind a big rock. They are all dressed with a tunic. Ivan recognises the two junkies who hit him in his six packs abdominals at his first aggression (see story Owen’s dilemma), two girls that seems to be the two pin ups who are always accompanying the big fat guy and one of the two I(llegal) R(ecruit) that he saw yesterday opening and closing the car’s door for the big fat guy.



Ivan is very surprise to see these people but he has no time to react on anything as suddenly he feels a rope around his neck that is pulling him to the rocky wall.

Instinctively, Ivan grabs the rope with his two hands but he is lifted from the floor. Ivan notices that the rope is manipulated by the other IR who is standing on a rock three meters above him.

Ivan is now struggling to keep the rope slack between his hands and his neck in order to avoid suffocation.

Therefore he has to apply power on his arm. The five spectators standing there were looking Ivan’s sculptural tanned body struggling with all his might. They could admire his biceps flexing and bulging to a peak, the striation on his muscular shoulder, his striation between his strong pectorals deformed by the muscular effort, his bulging lads, his six packs abdominals popping out and the muscular flex at his inner thighs appearing and disappearing with the balancing movement of his muscular quads when he is searching desperately for a support on the rocky wall with his feet.



Ivan is struggling in the same hanging position for about two minutes when the IR says that he will lower him back to the floor but if he does one movement he will lift him again.

The IR lowers Ivan to the floor and nobody says or asks nothing. Ivan shoulders are aching a little due to the straining effort he just had to make unexpectedly.



Go there says the IR pointing in the direction between the horse and the trailer.

Ivan realises clearly that he will be taken prisoner and that he will be again defenceless at the mercy of these people. He didn’t expect this. His intention was to find the big fat guy, take revenge on what he did to him at Residence Ocean, and leave as winner or loser after the fight.

However in his mind, no matter what happens, they will bring him to the big fat guy anyway.



Both arms of Ivan are tied at his wrists by means of straps on two fixation points on the trailer. The fixation points are situated at horseback height and with about four feet separation.

Then his legs are tied at his ankles, also by means of straps, on two fixation points with about four feet separation. These fixation points are situated behind the horse to a system attached on the horseback. This fixation system is made to fix the trailer to the horse but now Ivan is tied in between.



Ivan is worried because he realises also that he will be strained between the horse and the trailer. He saw that the trailer was heavily loaded and he is not convinced that he will have enough power to avoid of being torn apart.



One of the IR comes close to Ivan and says:

You made a mistake by telling the waiter of the billiard pub that you wanted to see our boss. This is why we knew that you should come. At the mean time he instructed us to take care of. So you want to show and use your muscles? Ok, we will do the necessary to satisfy you.



Let’s go says the IR.





The horse starts moving forward and Ivan has to tighten all his muscles to resist to the tension. He is keeping his arms in a flexing position and does the same with his legs in order to cushion the shock. The tension is not too exaggerated for the moment as the slope of the hill is not as sharp. Ivan estimates the traction force at about 180 – 200 pounds.

Everybody is looking a bit amazed to the strong muscularity of the young man whose baseball size split biceps are flexing and bulging to a peak. They see the striation on his muscular shoulder and the striation between his strong pectorals deformed by the muscular effort. They see the lean young muscles of his upper body popping with his intercostal muscles clearly showing three separate ribs muscles. His lads and his six packs abdominals are popping out. His firm half covered buttocks and the muscles of the back of his thighs are bulging like two balls of rugby. His body is showing real bare muscular strength.



Ivan keeps this position for about ten minutes after which he slowly starts to put himself in a position with his arms and legs stretched as an alternative rest position.



During almost two hours, Ivan has to keep this very straining position. All his muscles are aching. His tanned muscular body is slightly shining by the sweat. His arms are stretched like large elastics, His lads and his six packs abdominals are popping out. His bare legs are turned to outside and the strong block of muscles at his inner thighs are popping and trembling frequently during the endless straining effort.



The group is approaching the monastery at the top of the hill. The last step is a very steep slope of about one mile to climb.

Ivan feels immediately the extra tension on his body. He estimates that the traction force has increased to about 350 pounds. His head is rocking backwards and he begins to emit a continuous low sound aaarrgg aaarggg aaaarggg aaaarggg which is a combination of unbearable muscle tension and agony while his legs are also pivoting more to outside to almost 90º deforming his quads due to the stretching power.

During the twenty minutes of climbing, Ivan has to concentrate deeply on his muscle power for not being torn apart or at least for not to tear some muscle ligaments. During these twenty minutes, the two girls who were always walking near him didn’t stop caressing softly his rippled abdominals and the triple striation of his inner thighs muscle blocks that were constantly popping and trembling under his cut off military style micro short. They could feel his quads deformed by the incredible tension as hard as wood of mahogany.



The group is entering now in the monastery and stops just at the entrance. Due to the sudden release of tension, Ivan almost loses conscience. This happens often when the blood flow is changing too fast. Ivan’s head was swimming but he didn’t lose conscience.

The two IR are releasing the straps at his feet followed by the release of the strap at his hands.



Ivan is now standing completely exhausted and struggling to not black out. All his muscles are aching. He is looking around and see three or four persons walking around the wide place in the entrance all dressed in the same design of tunic. It is obvious that he is in a place frequented by a sect whatever it is.

Can I have my backpack and my shirt back, is Ivan asking.

Later, replies the IR.



One of the guys walking around offers him a tunic but Ivan rejected it by saying that he will not wear this because he has been brought in this place by force and against his will.



The group is proceeding to a door located at the opposite end of the place.

The two IR were standing on each side of Ivan followed by the two pin ups and the two junkies.



Everybody is watching stunned the muscle bound walking through the place only wearing sandals and a micro short. His slow movement across the place is of course putting his sculptural athletic body in evidence. His six packs abdominals are popping out and, under his tiny cut off military short, the balancing movement of his strong quads makes that his inner thighs are showing a supple and nice muscular concave flex that clench to forward as a hard block of muscles at each step.



The group crosses the door, walks into a corridor inside the monastery and enters an office. Ivan noticed immediately the big fat guy (bfg) sitting behind a desk. He is also dressed with a tunic.

Ivan, still escorted by the two IR, walks slowly to the bfg and is now standing in front of the desk.

The sight of Ivan’s general muscularity and the muscular movement of his bare thighs is apparently exciting the big fat guy as Ivan notices the discrete way on how the bfg starts freeing himself.



I was waiting for you, says the bfg.

I was searching for you your fu… ugly fat bas…, replies Ivan.



The IR standing on the right side of Ivan couldn’t accept the way he spoke to his boss and therefore comes behind Ivan and tries to take him in a full nelson. But Ivan is fast and can avoid this grip by a nice and quick circular inner movement of his both arms before the IR can lock both of his hands behind Ivan’s head. In the same move, Ivan catch IR’s right arm and throw him out of balance by making a foot sweep.

Tap, aaoooarggg, in the same move the IR, lying in the floor, makes a quick leg movement and hits Ivan violently in his hard six packs abdominals with the top end of his right foot.

Ivan knew that there should be a reaction from one of the IR and was prepared for this type of blow but, due to the heavy boots worn by the IR, the shock was so violent that he is gasping for air and needs a few seconds to recover.

The IR stands up but Ivan took already a position ready to fight; all his muscles are tight.



I am ready to take both of you at the same time if I must, says Ivan to the IR’s.



His muscular and very well trained arms are slightly spread out with his fist clench. His legs are also slightly spread out showing his inner thighs popping out to forward as a hard block of muscles.

His body is straight, his six packs abdominals clearly drawn up and his upper body showing a V-shape with strong back muscles.



Suddenly two priests, that are looking high ranking responsible of the monastery, are entering the room.



This is causing that the fight will not go on as everybody seems to be annoyed by the presence of the two priests.



Is there something wrong, is asking one of them.



No, everything is fine replies the IR who was on the floor a few moments ago.



Come on young man, says one of the priests, you must be tired. Follow us; we will give you a bedroom to rest.

To be continued … (And no worries the next part will come soon).