Alexo

Chapter 17: Alexo vs Heracles

Alexo and Heracles stood in the center of the Thebes Colosseum.

All of the seats were packed full, everyone loudly cheering for Heracles. Chanting his name repeatedly while Alexo only stared at his brother.
Heracles stared back with a smirk, not taking Alexo seriously.

"Are you aware of the rules for a wrestling match?" A third person asked, seeming to act as the referee.

"Yes sir." Heracles replied in a respectful tone.

Alexo only nodded in response.

The referee backed away.

Heracles stripped off his lion pelt and skirt, leaving him in fabric wrapped very tightly around his crotch and hips. Alexo removed a robe he had been given, revealing a very similar outfit.

Their muscular bodies were on full display while the crowd went wild. The referee was glancing back and forth between the two men. He raised his arm high into the air, his eyes still darting back and forth.

His arm suddenly went down.

The crowd erupted as Alexo and Heracles both lunged forward, their hands clasping around each other as they pushed with all of their strength. Both of them standing with one bent leg and another outstretched behind them, pushing with everything they have.

Neither one of them budged as their veins bulged all across their bodies.
Alexo was gritting his teeth, clearly struggling much more than Heracles, who didn't seem to really being trying.

Heracles gave Alexo a rough shove, making Alexo slide across the sandy ground. He left a trail with his feet, staring intensely at Heracles.

Heracles jumped forward, but Alexo stepped to the side. Wherever their feet went left footprints or trails, carving it into delicate and beautiful art.

Alexo went around Heracles, wrapping his arms around the man's torso. His elbows dug into the man's ribcage when Alexo lifted him up off the ground. The crowd gasped, shocked at what they were seeing before Heracles got his feet back down and squatted. Alexo gritted his teeth and grabbed his own wrists to tighten the grip before suddenly throwing him up into the air. Heracles flipped over Alexo's body, landing on his feet and wrapping his arm around Alexo's neck. Heracles squeezed as tightly as he could, Alexo quickly falling down to one knee.

Alexo pushed his arm up, getting between his own head and Heracles' arm. Alexo got it between, relieving the pressure on his throat before throwing Heracles over his body. Heracles twisted in the air so his side hit the ground before quickly getting back up. Alexo and Heracles were both on one knee, staring intensely while panting through gritted teeth.
Alexo had rage filling his eyes while Heracles was seeming more meticulous, his eyes going over the different body parts of Alexo.

Alexo charged first, but Heracles shot his legs back and wrapped his arms around Alexo's head. He pinned him face down, squeezing his head. Heracles attempted to roll Alexo over onto his back, but Alexo was able to block it. Heracles attempted to go the other direction, but Alexo blocked it again. Heracles squeezed and looked around as the crowd went wild for him, still chanting his name.

"You should submit...I don't wish to hurt you." Heracles said, Alexo the only person able to hear him.

Alexo pushed off the ground with his hands, his legs shooting forward to get under him. Heracles didn't have time to get his feet settled when Alexo lifted him off the ground, holding him upside down in a suplex position. Alexo then fell backwards, turning his own body so he landed on his side, but Heracles smashed onto the ground back first.

Heracles landed with a thud, a sand cloud shooting out while he was frozen in place. He stared up at the sky in shock, his eyes wide while the crowd gasped.