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Alpha Male contest in "The Epic of Gilgamesh"
Another of my favorite texts is "The Epic of Gilgamesh". This beautiful poem from Mesopotamia describes an amazing fight between Gilgamesh and Enkidu before they become friends. Here is one of my favorite parts:
“The men rejoiced: ‘Now Gilgamesh has met his match. This great'one, this hero whose beauty is like a god, he is a match even for Gilgamesh. ’
In Umk the bridal bed was made, fit for the goddess of love. The bride waited for the bridegroom, but in the night Gilgamesh got up and came to the house. Then Enkidu stepped out, he stood in the street and blocked the way. Mighty Gilgamesh came on and Enkidu met him at the gate. He put out his foot and prevented Gilgamesh from entering the house, so they grappled, holding each other like bulls. They broke the doorposts and the walls shook, they snorted like bulls locked together. They shattered the doorposts and the walls shook. Gilgamesh bent his knee with his foot planted on the ground and with a turn Enkidu was thrown. Then immediately his fury died. When Enkidu was thrown he said to Gilgamesh, ‘There is not another like you in the world. Ninsun, who is as strong as a wild ox in the byre, she was the mother who bore you, and now you are raised above all men, and Enlil has given you the kingship, for your strength surpasses the strength of men.’ So Enkidu and Gilgamesh embraced and their friendship was sealed.”
musclefightsmuscle1 (14)
2018-06-03 04:49I, too, love Gilgamesh–not only for this scene but for the whole span of its male brotherhood epic. Among the ancient epics, I prefer it even over Beowulf.
Wrestlingfan14 (95)
2018-06-03 04:55(w odpowiedzi na)
Thanks a lot for your comment! Yes, I also prefer "The Epic of Gilgamesh" over "Beowulf". Of course they belong to different traditions and times, but Gilgamesh is just a beautiful, incomparable poem about humanity and it's anxiety about death. I love it!!!
Thank you!
musclefightsmuscle1 (14)
2018-06-03 04:57(w odpowiedzi na)
Well said.
scottparachute (10)
2018-06-25 19:44At the diner
it was August 2001, i'm 36, 5'11" 170 lbs. I'm enjoying a meal at a local diner. 2 guys at another table send over a slice of blueberry pie. I ask them what the story is. they reply that I look like a nice enough guy. Matt is about my height, 23 y/o, 185 lbs., blonde hair blue eyes, broad shoulders. Paul is 20 y/o, maybe about 5'5", 135 lbs. dark hair and brown eyes. both are dressed identically in denim shorts and t-shirts, and are architectural students at UNLV. Matt just graduated, Paul has a few years to go. Paul says that he likes to wrestle purely as exercise, and he notices my well-developed biceps, since I am wearing a muscle shirt. He further states that he lives close by, and has a garage with mats that he uses for that purpose. I playfully poke Paul's mid-section and see that it is firm. He proposes a match with me, where he and Matt tag in and out as needed. Matt says he hasn't much wrestling experience, but would like to try it. He wants me to follow them in my car to Paul's house. I reply that they have got themselves a match.
I trail them in my car and we all arrive at Paul's garage, which is set up just as he described at the diner. We strip down; Paul is wearing silk boxers and is very hairy (almost to the extent that he looks like he is wearing a shirt), Matt is wearing Black Boxer Briefs and has a noticeable gut but barn door shoulders (he was probably an ex-high school football player), and I just wear an a-shirt and tighty whiteys. We begin the match with Paul vs. me.
Paul and I engage in some gut-punching, and we are impressed with each other's abs. I remind Paul that there is more to wrestling than just gut-punching, and I begin to toss him around the garage. We remain on our feet the whole time. When I have him pressed up against the wall, I slip my hand in between the wall and the small of his back. My legs feel the silk of his boxers, and my a-shirt feels the hair on his body. My back is turned to Matt. I whisper to him that I will soon toss him over to his friend, so that he may tag out. Paul was too cute and too good-natured to injure.
Paul tags for matt, who adjusts the waistband on his briefs, and approaches me. right away, he grabs me in a bear hug, which has little effect on me since I have a well-developed core. He breaks the hold, and I say "here's your, hunk", as I grab him in a bear hug. This causes him to groan, as I feel the love handles around his waist. He grabs his sides in obvious pain.
while matt is doubled over, I engage him in a headlock. I ride him to the wrestling mat, and he lands on his stomach. I land on top of him, and drive his face into the mat, and also work on his barn-door shoulders. When he has had enough, I bend his well-developed (but not very muscular) legs back at the knee, until he finally taps out.
we sit on the mat and talked for a while, and I ask him where Paul went. Matt replied that Paul gets super-perspired when he wrestles, so he went to take a shower. I gave Matt a rub-down and we agreed to meet again for more wrestling.
Wrestlingfan14 (95)
2018-06-28 08:23(w odpowiedzi na)
Thank you very much for sharing your story with me. It is really HOT! A very good Alpha Male contest.
scottparachute (10)
2018-06-28 19:25(w odpowiedzi na)
would you like the follow-up story?
Wrestlingfan14 (95)
2018-06-28 19:33(w odpowiedzi na)
Of course! :-)
scottparachute (10)
2018-07-01 23:21(w odpowiedzi na)
The return of Matt
IT WAS a few weeks after my match with Matt and Paul that I received a call from Matt. HE stated that since Paul was spending the semester studying in Europe, he would like it if the 2 of us could get together and practice wrestling holds. I said sure.
MATT stated that he would have a surprise for me at that time.
The day of our second meeting arrived before long. Matt came over to my apartment. He knocked at my door, and was dressed almost the same as when I first saw him, denim shorts and short sleeve shirt. When he entered my apartment, he said he was grateful for this second meeting, and that he had been thinking about our previous match. I told him had been thinking about him and Paul also. Matt hugged me and said I was a good friend. He asked me if he could pull off his shirt, and we hugged some more. I played with his generous midsection, an told him I would also take my shirt off.
Matt licked my ear, and digested we start exchanging holds. He undid the belt on his denim shorts, and revealed his red fashion briefs. Compared to the black boxer briefs he wore last time, which looked almost like a sack, the briefs fit really well and made him look enticing. I stripped down to my white skivvies, and engaged him in a test of strength. We stared into each other's eyes, and I forced his arms down. I got his arms down to his hips, and tried to get him down to the ground. Matt wasn't as strong as I am, so I was able to get his arms behind him, and ride him to the floor. We rolled around for a little bit, until I was able to tire him out, and them I worked over his arm while he lay on his back, and Matt tapped out.
I started to massage Matt's pec, until I felt his body stiffen and...
scottparachute (10)
2018-07-01 23:21(w odpowiedzi na)
The return of Matt
IT WAS a few weeks after my match with Matt and Paul that I received a call from Matt. HE stated that since Paul was spending the semester studying in Europe, he would like it if the 2 of us could get together and practice wrestling holds. I said sure.
MATT stated that he would have a surprise for me at that time.
The day of our second meeting arrived before long. Matt came over to my apartment. He knocked at my door, and was dressed almost the same as when I first saw him, denim shorts and short sleeve shirt. When he entered my apartment, he said he was grateful for this second meeting, and that he had been thinking about our previous match. I told him had been thinking about him and Paul also. Matt hugged me and said I was a good friend. He asked me if he could pull off his shirt, and we hugged some more. I played with his generous midsection, an told him I would also take my shirt off.
Matt licked my ear, and digested we start exchanging holds. He undid the belt on his denim shorts, and revealed his red fashion briefs. Compared to the black boxer briefs he wore last time, which looked almost like a sack, the briefs fit really well and made him look enticing. I stripped down to my white skivvies, and engaged him in a test of strength. We stared into each other's eyes, and I forced his arms down. I got his arms down to his hips, and tried to get him down to the ground. Matt wasn't as strong as I am, so I was able to get his arms behind him, and ride him to the floor. We rolled around for a little bit, until I was able to tire him out, and them I worked over his arm while he lay on his back, and Matt tapped out.
I started to massage Matt's pec, until I felt his body stiffen and...