*Disclaimer: All people, places and actions in this story is purely fictional. This story contains sexual content between men. Some of the actions are quite extreme and the author does not condone any of these acts. If you don't like it, there are millions of other stories on the internet you may like instead. That being said, I hope you enjoy this story. All feedback is welcome to allow for changes, inspiration and encouragement. Enjoy.
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Josh was top dog in school and he knew it. Standing at 6'1" and weighing a muscled 195 lbs, he was the perfect specimen for being the star receiver at Riverwood High School. Just having turned 18, he had already had his pick of girls who fawned over his every move. Getting a girl to give up all inhibitions was no problem for Josh, but he did have a single problem he needed help with.
As great as he was as a star receiver for the school, the school itself was part of a small district. This led to Josh not getting too many colleges interested in him as they thought that his prowess on the field was a result of weak competition rather than skill on Josh's part. It also didn't help that he had poor grades and was always skipping school in order to either get drunk with his friends or mess around with girls. As people began to make plans for after high school, Josh found himself without any prospects besides working manual labor or minimum wage in jobs around town. It was then that he heard a rumor from one of his friends.
They were taking shots during a party when his friend Bill dropped a comment about how the Red Dragons were starting a new round of recruitment. The Red Dragons were famous, even in the small town of Riverwood. Based in the larger nearby city, the Red Dragons were dominant in trafficking both drugs and weapons all over the west coast. It turned out that Bill heard from another friend that the Red Dragons were looking for recruits for the inner circle. It was rare for something like this to happen, as the Red Dragons were known for loyalty and getting directly into the inner circle was almost unheard of. Josh was reluctant to believe any of this, yet Bill insisted that with the current bodyguards of the inner circle moving up the ranks as the Dragons were expanding, they were looking for some more fresh meat to train.
Even with this information, Josh was quickly dismissive of the rumor. Although being a bodyguard was the job of a lifetime as it almost always led to key jobs within the organization, Josh was doubtful to believe that it was that easy. Yet for some reason, this piece of information stuck to his head through the next week. As school ended and his mom constantly nagged him about getting a job, it wasn't until his next meeting with Bill that he finally made a decision. Bill had come up to him with some drinks as Josh was ranting about how his mother wouldn't get off his back when he mentioned again how the Red Dragons were looking for new recruits. This time however, he had a specific place and time, the Bomb House in two days, and a special keyword in order to get into the secret room. It turned out that the Dragons were spreading the word in order to try to get as many possible recruits as they could. Without anything else to lose, Josh waved his mom off the next day, took the last $300 he had saved up and left for Hazelcrest by bus.
When Josh first walked into the Bomb House on the day Bill had told him, he was met with smoke and the loud roar of drunken customers. He took note of the dim lighting, including how the bulb closest to the door was tinged slightly red, a sign that this entire establishment was under the control of the Red Dragons. Looking around, Josh noticed that many of the people here must have also belonged to the Mob, with an unmistakable winged serpent brandished on the forearms of many of the patrons. What surprised him most was how clean cut these men were. Their tattoos were flashy, but easily hidden by more formal dress, and their clothing was far from the torn-up wife-beaters typically seen worn by the street gangs. He took a look around and saw a large man, dressed in a dark suit and glasses hovering by a black curtain in the back corner of the room. That was a good sign, as it was exactly what Bill had told him to expect. As Josh made his way over, he began to feel nervous for the first time. Yeah, he had bullied some kids at school for homework and alcohol, but he wasn't the hardened criminals that the Dragons were. Heck, he didn't even have a single tattoo. As Josh approached the suited man guarding the entrance, he found himself feeling small, as the man was at least 6'7" and a good 250 lbs or more. It wasn't often that Josh felt dwarfed, but this was definitely what he was feeling now.
Josh felt nervous as he approached and fumbled with his wallet. He pulled out 17 dollars, the secret number, and handed it to the man. Josh felt his heart clench as the the bouncer slowly counted out every bill and looked up at him with a glare. After a few agonizing seconds of silence, the man pulled back the curtain and waved him through. Josh let out a sigh of relief as he walked in. Thank goodness Bill's information had been correct, as the money that Josh gave the bouncer was the last of his cash. This "audition" was Josh's do-or-die moment.
As Josh passed the curtain, he followed the corridor until he met a staircase. Going down the staircase and through another curtain revealed that the Bomb House was just a front, as there was a huge basement layout underneath the establishment. As Josh walked in, he was met with a new throng of people, at least 100 or more. Many were just as big as Josh was, if not bigger. There were some smaller, thinner guys, but they were all supporting either tattoos or the Red Dragons attire. It seemed like the rumors were true, as this job was so good even people already in the organization were wanting the position.
The hum in the crowd grew silent as a new man entered. He was around Josh's height and build, except that his muscles were more defined and he had an air of authority around him. He looked like he was in his mid thirties, with his blonde hair combed back. Josh saw why everyone had been quiet as the silver ring shimmering from his middle finger symbolized his high rank within the Dragons. After introducing himself by the name of Dmitri, he quickly moved on to letting every single person know that they will be assessed of their worthiness through a string of tests.
Over the next 3 hours, the entire group was guided through a variety of exercises, weight training, combat sparring, and more under Dmitri's careful watch. Towards the end, more and more members of the Dragons showed up to watch. They were easily discernible as they were in black suits with red ties, in contrast to the sweaty men who were currently in one on one wrestling matches.
Josh had fared pretty well, and despite losing a few matches to men who were much more trained in combat, he was able to take a man over 60 lbs heavier than he was by surprise. Looking over, he saw a slight approving nod from Dmitri and continued with the next battle.
When a whistle blew, everyone took a breath of relief, with a few even collapsing from exhaustion from the exercises. Over the next few minutes, people were chosen from the crowd and led to an adjoining room. Josh watched as the other men were chosen, all of which were large and most had the markings of already being part of the Dragons.
Josh's heart clenched as Dmitri walked towards his direction, hoping that he too was chosen. When he reached Josh, he was silent, simply putting a hand on Josh's neck and lifting his chin up. After a few seconds of careful scrutiny, in which Josh didn't dare move, Dmitri let out a grunt and waved him towards the others who were chosen.
With that, Dmitri dismissed the rest of the people, a loud groan coming from the crowd of those who were not chosen. Dmitri simply ignored them as he led Josh towards the room. When he entered, he was led to a locker room style shower room. Dmitri motioned for him to strip and go in, as most of those who had already been chosen were already rinsing off the sweat and musk of the last three hours. Josh quickly stripped and made his way to the room. It was then that he realized that despite being 6'1", he was the smallest guy in the room. All of the other men were at least a few years older than he was, taller by at least a few inches and ripped beyond belief. Josh was even self conscious about showering, and quickly rinsed himself off before reaching for his clothes.
When he looked around, he noticed that all of their clothes had been taken, and in their place only a stack of towels. He was unsure of what to do until the other guys finished and nonchalantly wrapped a towel around their waist, seemingly unfazed by the lack of clothing. At that moment, Dmitri led them all to yet another room, one which was smaller and warmer than the others. Josh could feel the thick carpet on his bare feet as he made his way in with the others. Inside, were two other Red Dragons members, slightly younger than Dmitri and dressed in their black suits. Sitting in the only chair on one side was another guy, Josh was surprised as he seemed to be around his age. With all of the men in towels shuffled in, Josh was able to get a count. 8, no 9 new recruits including him.
Dmitri greeted the men and congratulated them for passing. "And now let me tell you about this job."
With that the younger guy stood up and introduced himself.
