The Training

MARCELO

“Fuck me to death, mate. This is unnecessary.”

Today’s training had been exhaustive. I hadn’t had a break. Richard changed my routine, and I was having a hard time sticking to it. Basically, I mastered it all very well. But no, they were treating me like a beginner.

“Come on, champion, you need to finish the routine. Richard said that it is very important that you practice defense and counterattack. Have you seen the videos of the challenger?

“That Ronald Smith, he’s got a good left punch. Richard doesn’t want you to be caught off guard. And besides, since when do you whine so much?” Charly said.

I looked at him, telling him with my eyes to go fuck himself.

“What’s happening here? Why did you stop, Marcelo? No time to lose. You need to get over your tantrums and finish the training as ordered.”

I shook my head in frustration. But I did what Richard told me to do. I kept practicing offense and defense at the same time.

It was something very basic; however, in applying it, you had to find the right opportunity to land the blow. And that was not easy.

“Come on champion, hit me next.”

Charly and I continued on for a few more hours. I was so tired, I just wanted to go home and rest. The diet I was on was consuming my fat quickly. That made my mood go bitter.

~REEE.~ Richard blew the whistle. “Ten-minute break.”

~Finally! ~I took off my gloves, and then the mask. Charly came up to me to take the equipment and put it in the locker. I went to get a bottle of water, and I sat down on the bench.

I leaned my head against the wall and closed my eyes. Someone was approaching me. I knew those steps. It was Charly.

“Are you okay, mate? I feel like something is bothering you. Talk to me. Richard is worried about you. You’re no longer performing as you should. Seriously, mate, what’s going on?

“Do you have problems with Mandy? That would be the last of my thoughts, but who knows, maybe she can’t handle your sorry ass anymore.”

“Ha! Yea right! Mandy? Problems? Nah, mate. It’s just that I’m kind of fed up with all of this. A few days away would do me good. More than anything, I feel like I have to clear my mind of everything.

“I want to get rid of this fight and think about retiring undefeated. I’m twenty-nine years old, on my way to thirty. And I don’t think I have enjoyed life the way I should.”

I opened my eyes, and Charly had all his focus on me.

“I’m not complaining at all, mate, nor would I change what I have now for anything in the world. Not everyone becomes a four-time world champion. I know that.”

“Look, champion. Your life has led you to where you are now. But if you hadn’t chosen which way to go, you would be one of the bunch. Fortunately, you picked well. You chose Richard’s hand.

“And because of that, you are where you are. But also, the type of path you decided on has many restrictions. And not everyone can maintain the necessary discipline. Most quit halfway through. But not you, mate.

“You went on and rose. On this path, you are not walking it alone. Richard, Mandy, and I, and many others have always been beside you.

“And whenever you needed a push, we have been there. And we will continue to be. You are not alone, my mate. Keep that in your mind.”

Charly took me by the shoulder and gave me a squeeze. “Rest. You have five minutes left. I don’t want Richard to see you lazing in the ring.

“He’s going to blame me. And who knows what he will do to me? That man is scary sometimes, mate.”

I just made a face. When Charly disappeared from my sight, I leaned my head back against the wall and closed my eyes again.

***

“Hello, love, are you ready?” Mandy walked into the locker room when I was finishing putting on my sweatshirt. I had decided to have a shower before going home. Today’s training was on the top.

I just wanted to relax a bit with the hot water. Mandy approached me, and standing on tiptoe, she kissed me on the mouth. I took her by surprise and hugged her.

I buried my face in her hair and took a deep breath. It was the same shampoo that she had used since I met her. It only brought back good memories.

When we broke the hug, she smiled at me. Her smile could illuminate any darkness. And more than ever, I needed her with me. I brought my mouth to hers and kissed her gently.

For all these years, she has responded to me with the same affection and passion. Mandy’s love for me is the only thing that never changes. Just as much love as she gave me, I wanted to return the same.

After we kissed, Mandy looked into my eyes. “Marce, are you all right? I’d like to help if I can. You know my number-one priority is you.”

“I know, love, and you’re mine too. But now I just want to relax and watch a film with you.”

Mandy smiled again saying. “I have the perfect film in mind.” She winked at me and took me by the hand. I shook my head. This woman could change the world if she wanted to.

After leaving the gym, we headed home. We parked our car and went inside. I was carrying a sports bag on my shoulder, and Mandy took it and left it on the floor.

Her eyes showed the passion and desire that were running through her veins. I felt her hands on my chest, and she started stroking me on top of the sweatshirt.

Watching her, I left my arms hanging by my side. She then grabbed my neck with both hands and began to massage me.

The sensation ran through my skin like lava rising from a volcano. My skin was covered in goosebumps. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment.

After that, I felt her hand go down. I immediately felt my penis spring up. Mandy ran her hand up to fan over my pants, which at the time, looked like a tent.

My desire to have her reached the limit. I couldn’t wait any longer. I grabbed her around the waist and lifted her. She immediately wrapped her legs around my waist as I walked toward the stairs.

As I went up, I kissed her as if I needed to get the air out of her lungs. Arriving in our room, I threw her on the bed and began to undress.

While I was doing it, she started doing the same. We saw each other’s eyes and I told her, “Baby, I want tonight to be long, very long.”