Clash of Alphas

Most of the guys I wrestle eventually realize they're outmatched.
Pezudo isn't most guys...

When this started, there was no obvious weak link in the room. No jobber. No victim.
Just two alphas.
He had just gotten back from the gym.
I had just finished my calisthenics.

Both of us feeling strong.
Both of us feeling confident.
Both of us convinced the other guy was about to learn a lesson.

On paper, Pezudo probably has the advantage.
Bigger frame.
More weight.
The kind of physique that makes people immediately assume he's the stronger man.

But here's the thing...

Primal muscles are built differently.
When your body is fueled by nearly 2kg of meat every single day, when your strength comes from carrying your own weight instead of moving machines, something changes.
The muscle becomes functional.
Dangerous even...

The kind of strength you don't appreciate until it's wrapped around your neck, crushing your ribs, or forcing you to fight for every inch of space.

So the question became simple: Gym strong or Strong strong?

As the match went on, neither of us wanted to give an inch.
Every escape was answered.
Every hold became a battle.

Just two stubborn alphas refusing to accept that the other might actually be stronger.
And honestly?
That's exactly how I like it.

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