Mickey's Load
Mickey was part of a local group of lads. They were always out in their hoodies and sportsgear, at the local field playing football, or fighting (mma style), or at night drinking cans of beer.
A friend of mine knew Mickey from the local gym: 'that short stocky lad with the tight brown hair is strong cunt, he's only 18 and holds a number of boxing titles, I've seen him in the gym. He's set records there for push ups, squats, pull ups. You would never think cause he's only 5ft 8 but he's got serious muscle'
I had noticed Mickey's size when I saw him in shorts playing football. He was at least as wide as two of his mates and 100% muscle. Not aesthetic to look good, but heavy solid, natural muscle. There were no weak spots: thick wide back, boulder shoulders, huge pecs, v shape, solid core, 8 pack abs, massive thighs.
This fierce physique didn't seem to match his boyish face. Mickey was handsome with brownish hair, freckles, greyish eyes and a cute smile. Reddish hair sprouted from pits, arms and legs.
I didn't hang out with these lads, I was 21, they were 19. They were known as the local 'rough lads'. One or two were involved with crime but they were ok.
I used to see Mickey beating up Dean all the time. They were always fighting 'mma style'. Dean was tall toned and lean but Mickey was always on top of him or submitting him with an armbar, headlock, triangle choke or one of his wwe copied moves.
One evening Luke and I were walking past the pitch and we heard Dean screaming. We ran over. Mickey was sitting on Dean's lower back and had him lifted up into a rear naked choke. Dean was in agony while Mickey grinned and flexed into his neck. ' tap..I'm tapping..Mickey..jsysus..I'm tapping'
Mickey just laughed 'your what Deano, tapping, what's that?' Mickey knew how far he could push Dean, he was expert at MMA. 'Dont worry I don't want to choke you out, there's more moves to try on you' . With that Micky released the chokehold and instead had Dean in a classic camel clutch.
With Dean stretched out in agony, Micky winked at us and said ' you have let them know whose boss, what can I do for you lads?
Mickey was in his element, he had us as an audience to show off his strength and dominance of Dean. I couldn't believe the size of Mickey's thighs straddling Dean. It was the first time I'd seem Mickey up close in shorts. As he sat on Dean's back his quads just bulged out wide and peaked. His back was massive and his abs, arms and shoulders rippled as he worked his camel clutch.
Dean had no chance. He was taller than mickey and shredded but under Mickey he looked broken.
'We just thought we heard someone screaming, so we came over'.. ' Did you hear that Deano they thought they heard a little bitch screaming, tell Luke your sorry for wasting his time.. Dean obeyed and struggled to get his words out 'Sorry lads' Mickey wasint happy he wrenched Dean up and back into the clutch ' sorry lads for wasting your time'
Dean looked like he'd been in a cage fight with a champion fighter. His eyes puffed and his face drained.
' Are you happy now lads that this lad is ok, were not soft lads like you, we like fights.. maybe you want to swap with Deano? Have me choke the head off you. I'd take you both on. I'd put Luke in a sleeper and you in a triangle, then night night lads. What do you think Deano? ..' yeah swap with me lads'
Luke and I just laughed nervously. ' Your alright Mickey, we have stuff to do'. At this stage at least twenty minutes had passed since Mickey had executed his camel clutch. Dean was under a lot of pressure so we figured if we left, Mickey would get bored and release Dean.
' Ok lads we will go then'. Before you go lads will you video some moves'? Mickey wouldn't take no for an answer, he insisted we video his fight with Dean.
