The Games
By YngTarzanStud
(yngtarzanstud@comcast.net)
The time had come for the gathering of all the Greek cities and their teams for the Olympic Games. Apollo and his teammates had wrestled hard over the last two years and were considered one of the top teams in all of Greece. In fact, they ranked second after the warriors of Sparta who remained undefeated. Apollo had developed well over the last two years. Now 21, his 5’9 frame carried his sculpted, defined, muscular 185 lb frame well, with his oiled naked body catching the eye of both man and woman. As they practiced for their matches, Apollo knew that they would face their most difficult challenge against the Warriors of Sparta. The Spartans were huge men in comparison to the other teams and while formidable opponents, Apollo and the other Thebans knew that they had the spirit and skill to bring them down.
As the games progressed, Thebes and Sparta dominated their opponents. In between matches, Apollo watched the Spartans in action and was amazed at their physical power. They were huge men in comparison to all of the other teams, with their muscles bulging as they worked over their opponents. Apollo was especially focused on their team leader, Antaeus who at 7’, 350lbs, was the largest and meanest of their warriors. As the leader of the Theban team, Apollo knew that he would face him and wanted to learn as much about his style and potential weaknesses as possible.
The final day of the games dawned and Sparta and Thebes faced each other. The matches were intense and while they were larger than the Theban warriors, the Spartans found that they couldn’t walk over them. As the matches wore on, the teams remained even with Thebes managing to defeat several of the Spartan warriors. As the final match approached, it remained to the team leaders to decide the champion team. Apollo knew he would need to use all of his skill and speed as he went up against Antaeus. As his teammates help oil up his naked body, he soaked in the words of his coach and teammates. Against this giant man, he needed to use his speed and agility if he expected to win. On to the field the two men came, with Antaeus mocking the younger, smaller Theban wrestler. Apollo ignored his jeers and focused on what he would need to do to bring the big man down. Antaeus flexed his huge 28” guns as he pounded his huge pecs and upper body shouting that he would finish this Theban in record time. The trumpet sounded for the match to begin.
Antaeus immediately rushed toward Apollo who remained in position until just before Antaeus was upon him. At that moment, he quickly sidestepped the bigger man causing him to stumble forward into the vacant air. As he turned around, Apollo met him with a drop kick to his chin, causing the big man to stagger back. As he did, Apollo came in with hard kicks to his gut and head. Antaeus staggered, dazed from the kicks and finally went to his knees. Apollo continued with additional kicks to his chest and head until Antaeus fell forward to the ground. Apollo was on him grabbing his arms and locking them across his legs as he then clamped his hands under the big man’s chin, pulling it back as he clinched in a tight camel clutch. Antaeus screamed in pain as Apollo increased the pressure of the hold. Antaeus tried to move, but Apollo had the camel clutch solidly locked in and each time Antaeus tried to power up, he bounced down on his back pushing him back to the ground. “Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, I will kill you,” Antaeus yelled to the young Theban. Antaeus continued to try to get up and finally his struggles forced Apollo to release the hold.
As he released the hold, Apollo quickly got to his feet. As Antaeus tried to get up, he came down with hard elbow drops to his lower back forcing the big man back to the ground. He continued pounding the big man’s lower back with powerful, alternating, well placed elbow and knee drops. Antaeus screamed in pain as the young Theban assaulted his back. Finally, grabbing his legs, Apollo secured a high, tight boston crab on the big man, bringing his legs almost back to Antaeus’ head as he bent the big man in half. Antaeus screamed and pounded the ground as he tried to fight off the pain. He couldn’t believe the smaller man was dominating him. As he tried to power up and out of the boston, Apollo bounced up and down on his back forcing him back to the ground. Antaeus screamed even louder as he felt the pain surge through his body. He pounded the ground trying to forget the pain as he again tried to power up and out of the hold, only to have Apollo bounce again up and down on his butt forcing him back to the ground. Antaeus could taste the dirt as he struggled with the pain surging through his back. Finally he managed to power up, forcing Apollo to abandon the hold.
But Apollo was not about to let the big man up. As Antaeus tried to get to his knees, he came down with well placed arm smashes to the big man’s lower back forcing Antaeus back to the ground. The big man screamed in pain as Apollo continued the attack on his back. Grabbing his legs and interlocking them, he put Antaeus in a tight sharpshooter, leaning back putting pressure on both his back and legs. Antaeus’ screams echoed throughout the games as the pain surged through his legs and back. Apollo smiled as he leaned into the hold making the Spartan suffer. Antaeus tried to lean up and grab Apollo’s arm but Apollo simply leaned more into the hold forcing the big Spartan back to the ground screaming in pain. Antaeus pounded the ground in pain as he struggled to move his body as he attempted to escape this hold, but the young Theban had him locked in. He again reached around and finally managed to grab Apollo’s hair and pulling hard, he forced him to release the hold. Apollo, wanting to keep Antaeus down, quickly came in to grab him but his zeal caused him to let down his guard, allowing Antaeus to connect with a hard right fist to his groin.
Apollo immediately staggered and grabbing his groin, he went to his knees gasping for air. Antaeus slowly got to his feet and stretching out his back, he took several minutes to rest as he watched the downed Theban, who now was rolling on the ground holding his groin. “Theban, I will make you pay,” he shouted as he finally walked over and grabbed Apollo’s hair. Pulling him to his knees, he began to shower a series of hard arm smashes to the young Theban’s body. As Apollo went to the ground, Antaeus pulled him up again and continued the barrage of arm smashes to his head and body. Finally, he reached down and pulling him up, he bent him over and wrapping his arms around his upper body, he jerked him up and over his shoulders into a backbreaker. Apollo screamed as his naked body was bounced up and down on Antaeus’ shoulder. Locking Apollo’s arms as he bounced his bent body up and down on his shoulder, Antaeus paraded the naked Theban in front of all of the spectators. All Apollo could do was scream as the pain surged through his body.
Suddenly, Antaeus dropped the young Theban and as he rolled on the ground, he grabbed him and getting down wrapped his huge thighs around his waist in a body scissors. He flexed his legs as he put the squeeze on the young Theban and Apollo’s screams could now be heard throughout the arena. The big man’s legs felt like iron vises around his waist and each time he tried to pry them apart, Antaeus would flex and slowly tighten his grip his leg muscles rippling like an anaconda crushing its prey. Apollo screamed as he struggled to break free but soon he felt himself going limp as he tried to breath. Antaeus released the hold and as Apollo rolled to the side, he slowly got up and looked down at his foe.
Reaching down, he pulled the young stud up to his feet and grasping his neck, he lifted him high into the air hanging him there for all to see. Then, as he turned around with the hanging Theban high for all to see, he smashed him flat into the ground in a vicious choke slam. Apollo’s body and muscles twitched as he rolled on the ground. Antaeus smiled as he watched the young Theban’s body spasm. Walking over, he pulled him up and twisting him around, he bent down as he jerked him up and onto his back in a hangman. Apollo screamed as the pain surged through his body. His arms flailed as he tried to pry the giant Spartan’s hands from his chin. Antaeus relished walking around with the young muscular body draped on his back. He bent forward adding more pressure to the hold and then released the muscled stud dropping him to the ground.
Flexing and slapping his huge guns, he moved toward Apollo. He pulled him up by his hair and bending down, he jerked the muscular, sculpted, body up into his bearhug. Apollo screamed as he felt the giant Spartan’s biceps cinched around his waist. Slowly, Antaeus lifted him head high over his shoulder, squeezing the young Theban with both his ceps and pecs. Apollo’s arms flailed as Antaeus slowly tightened his grip. Each time that Apollo tried to breath, Antaeus tightened his squeeze, his muscles rippling like a python crushing its prey. He bounced the young stud back and forth like a rag doll as he stomped around the area. Apollo’s screams grew weaker and his body seemed on the verge of being devoured into the big man’s chest. Soon he stopped flailing and finally managed to whimper a submission. But Antaeus was intent on crushing him and did not release him until Apollo was completely limp in his grasp, his head hung over his shoulder and his body hanging completely limp in his grasp. With one final scream and squeeze, he dropped the young Theban in front of him. Slowly he smiled and looked at the crowd. Then, raising his arms in victory, he shouted that Sparta would never be defeated and that he would now claim his prize. Looking back at Apollo, he went over to the spent body and reaching down, he pulled him up and draping him over his shoulder, he headed to his tent to savor his prize.