Cory is a former colleague and friend. He's a good guy, decent looking, and also a cocky SOB. He was a former college offensive lineman, navy captain, and police officer. He stands a bit over 6ft, weighs about 290. When we were working at his novelty shop, or drinking after work, he always implied that he was much stronger and tougher than me. Showing off his biceps and his ever increasing stomach. My feeling is that since I'm gay, he thinks he's superior. 

One day he was scrolling through YouTube and came across a abs of steel challenge video. It showed two buff men challenge each other by standing on the other's stomach for one minute. He showed me and laughed. 

"That's not hard to do. I had men jump on my stomach in the navy as a feat of strength" he said to me. 

I looked him dead in the eye and said, "I've done that before as well. I bet I could hold my own against you tough guy."

Cory laughed even louder when I said that. 

"There is no way you could outlast me. I'm stronger and I have a good 80lbs on you", he said. I looked at him for a moment. 

"Let's do it! I challenge you to the Abs of Steel challenge" I exclaimed. He didn't think I was serious. But I was. I wanted to show him that just because I was gay didn't mean that I was weak. Cory accepted the challenge, grinning from ear to ear. 

We made our way to the back of the shop where there was a large open space with a mat on the floor. I could see the determination in Cory's eyes. He wasn't going to go easy on me, that was for sure.

Cory laid down on his back. "This is going to be so easy, '' he said. I started the timer and stepped up on his stomach with my size 10 Reeboks. I made sure my whole 210 lbs were squashing him. I heard him groan a bit which made me giddy. This bastard was going to see that I was equal to him.

I heard the one minute buzzer go off. I stepped off of him. He stood up and said, "I can't believe I let you do that. You don't have the guts to handle this from me."

"Wanna bet?!" I said back. 

Cory said, "Ok. Your turn" with an evil grin on his face. 

He stepped up and stood on my stomach. His size 12 QC sneaks were pressing into my stomach. 

"This is going to be too easy. I love this game", he said. 

He started the countdown from 60. His sneakers smashed into my stomach. He laughingly said, "You think I'm going to let you win?" Just then, he pressed down hard causing his sneakers to dig into my stomach. I grunted and growled out of pain and determination. His sneakers dug deeper and deeper. It felt like he was trying to squeeze my stomach out of my mouth. Just then the buzzer sounded, he stepped off me and said, "You are a lot tougher than I thought. But I'm about to show you a thing or two."

He stepped back up onto my stomach. "I'm gonna stand on you till you give up" he laughed. I stood my ground. I wasn't going to give up. I wouldn't let him win. For the next nine and a half minutes he stood, squashing me, digging his shoes into my stomach, while laughing at me. I took his weight. I didn't give an inch. He pressed down as hard as he could. I was in pain. My stomach felt like it was going to explode. I gritted my teeth and took his abuse. 

'I'm crushing you dude.' he said. Tears started to come out of my eyes. It hurt. It hurt bad. But I wasn't going to let him win. I was tough. I could take it. He finally stepped off me. "That was...intense. You are a lot tougher than I thought you would be." He said. I wiped the tears away. "Not bad for a flaming homosexual" I said, smiling.

I was determined to beat Cory at his own game. I stepped up on his stomach. I was going to make him pay for it. I squashed him and continued standing on his stomach. He laughed as I pressed down harder. Once the buzzer hit 10 minutes, I stepped off of him. 

Cory said, "You've got guts. But I'm not a loser like you. I'm a winner." He was laughing at me. I was defeated.

"You won this round, my friend. But you won't win next time" I stated.

"You won't survive next time," he smiled. 

I looked at him and said, "What do you mean?"

"I'm gonna crush your face next time, tough guy" he bellowed.

"You think you're going to win just like that?" I asked. Cory looked me in the eye and said with authority, "Yes. I am going to crush you and you will thank me for it" He said. I'm stronger than you. I'm an alpha male and a leader. I know what I want and I get it. And you, my friend, are going to be destroyed by me. I'm going to stand on your face until you beg me to get off.

"How about a little wager?" I said.

"What?"

"Why don't we both wear these same socks, everyday, all week. We'll see who outlasts who?" I said.