Mule's Blog: Mulezan Goes to India: Deleted Scene

Sometimes we have to omitted a scene from a post, for various reasons. But we hate not to share those with our readers. So here is a deleted scene from Mulezan Goes to India !

Here are the boys in a friendlier mood, chilling by the elephant's fountain in the sacred temple.

Hans tells Adi that he doesn't know why the Consortium hired Adi, when he can handle the situation himself, he brags how he is quite the accomplished wrestler and boxer. "Oh, yeah? You want to put that to the test,boss?" --smirks Adi. The two get to wrestling. Predictably, what is supposed to be a "friendly" match turned out to be anything but.

It's Adi, an indestructible behemoth of solid Indian muscle versus the Engineer, a modern day Hercules. Two Alpha males with pride, reputations, and even some racial superiority bullshit all at play. It definitely will be one titanic brawl of brawn against brawn that's for sure. Two massively built mammoth bulls battling it out for male superiority.

The Engineer knows Adi is legendary for his mighty bearhug, for pulverizing his opponents in his powerful arms. While the Engineer may be veritable beast of beef, he is crafty and possesses an awesome intellect. That teamed up with a lack of any scruples and a "win, whatever it takes" attitude spells trouble for the honorable and principled Adi.

"Just because we are on the same side doesn't mean I am going easy on you! You're going to find out what it's like to be manhandled and treated like piece of meat, big boy! Seems like you like that, I can see you are just as excited and boned up as I am." the Engineer warned confidently.

For a moment, the two musclebound combatants face each other. Standing just inches apart Adi shot a grin at his musclebound challenger, as if to say you're mine and I'm going to crush and grind you like hamburger, and eat you for dinner. The beefy, mighty, blond hunk sneered right back at him. The Engineer, oozing confidence, stood placing his hands on his hips, letting his opponent glaze upon and admire his body and his strength. Soon Adi would also be admiring his indisputable wrestling skills.

Getting the jump on Adi with a sneak attack, the blond warrior drove his fist into Adi's eight pack abs, sinking his hand in deep into the rock hard muscle-gut. The blow caught the Indian champ completely by surprise and instantly doubled him up. As Adi's head started its downward journey, it was met by a driving knee that smashed into his face causing him to see stars. With the mighty Indian wrestling champion doubled over, the Nordic muscleman wrapped his massive arms around the Indian muscleman's waist. Effortlessly the Blond Beast hauled him up and over, flipping him to the hard floor. Adi was shocked. No opponent had ever been able to manhandle him like that before.

As Adi tried to scurry to his feet, the Blond Alpine Beast kicked him in his wide back sending him sprawling onto the floor. Before Adi could recover, the Austrian brutally stomped on his kidneys, rocking the young Indian Champ's body. In desperation Adi rolled away only to be pursued by his musclebound, white, Aryan attacker.

The Engineer pounced, throwing himself on top of the muscular Indian. Their bodies clamped together in a vise and the muscle men churned over the floor, two magnificent physiques locked in combat. Their gleaming torsos strained and flexed. The massively-built Austrian hunk managed to raise his knee and crash it hard into Adi’s bull-sized balls.

The strength went out of Adi, and the Blond Aryan Superman seized the opportunity availed him, for in a flash , had clamped both his massive arms around Adi's massive left arm; and then in an instant had clamped his giant legs round Adi’s right arm in an inescapable scissor-lock, locking up his opponent's massive upper torso. "Did you really think a brown-skinned savage like you could beat an Aryan superman like me?" growled the Engineer while stretching Adi's thick neck and massive upper torso almost to the breaking point. "I could tear your shoulders in two with this hold, with just a flex of these big legs of mine, but my bosses wouldn't like that..." crowed the Engineer.

"And they call you a strongman-- more like muschi männlich (pussy man) to me," grunted the blond contemptuously, as he increased the pressure on the hold. The Engineer's massive arms and legs ripple and bulge, swelling into huge boulders of muscle with hose-sized veins of power standing out. “You're not the only strong man here. Too bad you're just a dumb brown-skinned savage and so easily outsmarted.” Adi gritted his teeth so as to not cry out from the pain.

"You fucking, cheating, pig-skinned piece of bird shit, phony-Aryan, inbred cur, you have no honor, when I get out of this I will fucking kill you!!!" Adi's mind raged. He struggles with all his might, but Adi was unable to break the hold! The Teutonic warrior's muscle strength eventually prevailed. The mighty Indian wrestling champion was pinned and helpless!

Not so tough are you, big shot Indian wrestler!

You sure about that, boss? GRRRRR!!!

Is that supposed to be a hold, boss?
Because you about to get pinned!

Am I interrupting?

You fucking, cheating, pig-skinned, piece of bird shit, phony-
Aryan, inbred cur, you have no honor, when I get out of this I
will fucking kill you!!!

This definitely is for REAL thinks Mulezan. He can feel the animosity between these two muscle bound combatants. "The dark one is an excellent trash-talker!" --he muses. He can see the burning hate in Adi's eyes as Adi squirms and struggles from head to toe trying to escape. His muscled chest and abs ripple as he tries to get free, his body shining from the sweat, every vein and huge muscle standing out as he fights to escape! But despite the mighty power of the Indian muscle stud, the big blond dude seems to be in total control.

"Whoa! Nice view from here. Looks like the big brown dude is getting owned and totally stretched open. That's got to be as humiliating as fuck!" thought Mulezan.

They are too preoccupied to notice me, good chance to grab
some intel on what I am up against!

They are two strong men, that is for sure...

...and not without some skill...

...of course they didn't grow up wrestling apes like I did...

I wish I had a banana to much on while I watch this show...

The Jungleman is here boss!

Once he felt he had made his point, the Engineer whispers in a low voice "Don't worry boy, I'm going to let you go. After all, you still have a job to do. You got to get rid of the Apeman like you were hired to do." he says as he reaches around and runs one hand over the massive armor plates that make up Adi's fortress of a chest, and plays with one of his jutting nipples. "But just remember who your master is, I made you my brown-skin muscle boy toy. You feel that big rock hard boner of mine pressing into your back? Seems like your cock is rock hard and leaking too. Now get up and take off those whites your wearing so I can see you naked, and get ready to take apart that Muscle Bound Ape piece by piece!" Adi nods, and with that, the Engineer released his hold.

Adi stands up and stretches out his back. He is looking awesome even after all that abuse. "That was nice, getting to watch the action. Even I'M impressed!" thought Mulezan.

Adi plots revenge against the conniving, disreputable, sneaky, cheating, Austrian interloper, next time he will be on guard for his dishonorable tricks!

The wrestlers break off, and take a refreshing drink, and then strip off their white trunks to take a dip in the pool.

"You mind if I do some exercises, before we begin our negotiations, I have a strict regimen, I don't like to deviate from," requested the Austrian.
"Not a problem, " offered Mulezan generously, but not unselfishly, it would also give him more time to assess the strength of his adversaries.

The Engineer is working out while Mulezan watches. He has heard about this thing British are calling 'bodybuilding', but this is his first chance to watch a practitioner of this new science in action.

STATE OF THE ART GYM IN 1911

"Bodybuilding is the invention of a German, Eugen Sandow, the Germanic peoples are the inventors of ALL the great advances in civilization today."

Eugen Sandow - 1894
~"father of modern bodybuilding"~

Mulezan was skeptical, except for the fancy terms and principles, Hans keeps throwing out, so far this advanced science doesn't seem all that different from calisthenics and athletic training he practiced in the jungle.

How did you hear about bodybuilding in the jungle,
Menschenaffe?

It was in one of the Belgian newspapers that shows up a few
weeks late in the Congo, Mulezan can read, you know, a shaman
by the name of Bondeko taught me!

The Engineer lay on his back on the Temple floor a few feet in front of Mulezan. He put his hands behind his head and began to do crunches. As he raised his torso up and back his eight-pack abs flexed hard in solid ridges.

Mulezan was hypnotized by the sight of the big muscle-stud in front of him, body straining, with loud exhales each time he pulled himself upward. For some strange reason, Mulezan felt the need to touch his cock as he watched the sensational sight of the bodybuilder’s workout.

Eventually the endless crunches were over and The Engineer sprang to his feet. He looked at his reflection in the mirror-like surface of the Temple floor and ran his hand over his rock-hard abs with satisfaction. Then he lay on his back. The Engineer had prepared a large, heavy log with large rocks tied to both ends. He called it a "barbell" as he had fashioned it. The Engineer grabbed it and began doing what he called bench presses, lowering the log to his bulging chest, then raising it, his biceps and shoulders straining with the intense effort.

Mulezan was fascinated watching this this Teutonic athletic strongman exercising his perfect physique. He was enjoying the show. For some reason, it was turning him on.

The Engineer went through his entire grueling routine, and when he finally stood up sweat was pouring down his face onto his gleaming chest, then running down in rivlets to the floor. His sinewy body heaved, muscles tense from exertion. He took a swig of water from a bottle while he once again admired his body in the mirror-like floor and ran his hand over his bulging pecs.

Throughout his intense workout The Engineer seemingly ignored Mulezan … but he knew exactly what he was doing, exactly the effect he was having on the Jungle Man. The Engineer knew how he looked and knew the effect he had on other men at the gymnasiums as they watched him work out. From the corner of his eye he had often caught their envious looks, saw their admiring lust-filled eyes snap away a split second after he looked back at them. Those macho guys would never admit that they found him beautiful, never for a second admit to themselves that his incredible body turned them on … but it did … all of them.

And now that beautiful body was on display to the handsome young Mulezan who was naked himself, helpless to do anything but watch in awe and lust. The sweat was still streaming off the Austrian bodybuilder, making his incredible body glisten in the sunlight.

Next the Engineer walked over to one of the lower handing Temple beams. This one ran above his head, but only about eight feet from off the ground. The Engineer took a deep breath, leapt upward and grabbed the beam, facing Mulezan, his feet clear off the floor. And slowly he began a series of pull-up lifts.

The Engineer began doing Pull-ups

He pulled himself up, held the pose for a few seconds at the top, then lowered himself slowly. His shoulders and biceps flexed hard as he pulled his body upward. His lats flared, his stomach became rigid and his arm muscles pumped up huge and etched with veins. The sweat pouring off his bulging muscles pooled on the floor beneath him.

Mulezan gazed in fascination at this incredible muscle display. His eyes looked in awe and admiration at the handsome features, the bulging muscles of the straining torso and down to bull-like cock and balls. When The Engineer’s body had reached exhaustion he simply hung from the bar for a minute in a taut X shape, arms straining upward, legs splayed to the side. The man looked like some ancient stone statue of a naked muscle god.

I will intimidate this Jungleman with a display of my strength
and rippling muscles!

Not bad for a novice, Sauerkraut!

What do you mean...novice? I am the PEAK of physical
perfection Affenmensch!

I mean, I guess those chin ups are alright, if you are not
looking for a challenge...

I mean, brah, do you even lift?

Let me help make it more of a challenge, Sauerkraut!

It won't be much of a challenge for me, Banana boy, you don't
realize who you are dealing with!

Talk is cheap Sausage Breath, actions are what matters!

ONE...

TWO...

Three...

Four...

Five...

Six...

Seven...

Eight...

"One...Two...Three...Four...Five...Six...Seven...Eight...Nine...Ten.. Eleven.." The Austrian strongman counted off each chin-up with the added weight of Mulezan, impressing the Jungleman with this prodigious demonstration of physical strength!

Twelve... You were saying Monkey Man?

Then after a dozen, the Engineer dropped to the ground, landing on his feet with a smug smile of satisfaction. He then began doing some pushups...

"Hop on my back, Mulezan. I need to do some weighted pushups." commanded Hans in the infuriating tone the Austrian was apt to take when dealing with those he regarded as inferiors. Mulezan let that pass for the moment, but noted it for later retribution.

Maybe if you try clapping pushups,
suggested Mulezan helpfully.

"Yeah buddy! Light weight, Baby! You're what, 255 lbs, maybe 260 tops. I'm barely getting a good pump off of these. I got to get my swolle on!" The Austrian snorted imperiously.

"Maybe if you try clapping pushups," suggested Mulezan helpfully.

Hans tried that, but still seemed dissatisfied, he was hooting and hollering like Ronnie Coleman working out, to give a modern reference my readers can relate to:

I need added weight, perhaps we need to bring Adi into this!

Hey Adi, get your lazy brown ass over here NOW!
Yes, Boss, said Adi with a less than deferential tone.

One of these days soon, I am going to beat that pale Austrian
ass, no matter what the Great Gama and the Congress party
says!

Maybe TODAY will be that day, but no, there is the mission,
that is important!

Must use the relaxation techniques my Yogi taught me to
enhance my calm!

I must become one with the waters of this pool and embrace the
calm serenity of its waters...

There will be plenty of time to embrace my aggression this day,
now I must yield like the waters of the pool, embracing the
greater whole, the true purpose of this day to which I have
pledged my life and honour.

Very well, Boss, I will be your added weight...

Just give me a moment...

Meanwhile Adi's attendant, Rohit has found some exercise equipment in one of the storerooms of the temple, apparently the monks were very fond of physical fitness, seeking to gain the strength of the elephants they cherished.

Stretched out on the bench, the chest of the Teutonic strongman was truly a massive size, with his upper body muscles bulging and rippling as he positioned himself under the bar. The Austrian muscleman confidently reached up and grasped the bar widely.

Making sure that Mulezan sees what a mountain of muscle he truly is, the Aryan Hercules started to push up on the bar. There is a clang and a rattle from the stand, as the great weight was hoisted off the mountings. The Blond Giant's tremendous upper body tightened and thickened into rippling mountains of muscle and the barbells swayed slightly in the air.

He very slowly lowered it, inhaling all the air he could. His massive chest was expanding. The bar kissed the middle of his bulging pecs and in the same motion he began to raise the mighty weight. Arms and pecs rippled, then he exhaled and with great control, raised the bar back upward, as he did so, this lats flared wide into an enormous “V” shape.

The second rep was just as methodical, just as powerful. And the third was the same. The Austrian muscle monster seemed to have no problem at all lifting the tremendous weight. It truly was a muscle show to end all muscle shows, and meant not to just impress Mulezan, but to intimidate him.

He succeeded, at least as far as impressing Mulezan. Those massive muscles were a force of nature and his arms looked as powerful as hydraulic rams.

By the 4th rep, the Engineer’s huge arms were covered with sweat. Drops ran like following the crisscrossing veins of his arms. His face was showing strain now as he raised it, and his breathing was louder too. Now the Austrian muscle stud was grunting as he inched the bar higher, his jaws clenched. The muscleman was now grunting like the Silverback Gorillas in Mulezan's jungle home, as he recruited all his strength. All the muscles of his body were totally flexed. Each rep was accompanied by a loud shout, guttural and harsh.

Mulezan felt his cock stretch and thicken as he watched the boner inducing display of muscle. Finally the Engineer heaved the bar onto the supports with a loud clang.

The tall, muscular blonde moved his mighty leg over the bench and stood facing Mulezan. He took a white towel which was handed to him by Rohit and casually put it on his massive, heaving chest. He wiped the sweat from his huge armour-plate like pecs and did the same with his arms. Then he nonchalantly threw the towel on the ground. Pumped from the exertion, his arms were incredible. They were filled with blood now, totally pumped. His body was so big and at the same time so lean. His chest was amazingly thick. He just stood there, not flexing; just those little twitches that really BIG men get that pop a slab of muscle into relief every now & then.

Stripped naked, the Austrian bodybuilder and the jungle muscleman eyed each other warily, each getting the measure of the other. The same height, weight and muscular build, they matched each other in size and strength. The competitive nature of the Alpha male drove each one out to prove he was the better man.

You were asking before, do I even lift, Coconut King,
does this answer your question?

I assume this is your warm up weight, Engineer dude?

These plates are made up STONE, not metal, do you have any
idea how much weight I am lifting?

I dunno, maybe 1/4 of what I regularly lift?

We will have to see how impressive you are when it is your turn!

I have just done 35 reps, and I am not even done!

You seem to be tiring there Engineer!

Herr Buttmann moved from bench presses to lifting a heavy, ball of pure gold donated to the temple by a Maharajah of old...

(yes, nerdlings, we know the density of gold, but this is a Mulezan story and a deleted scene, so shaddup up!)

Mulezan does some bench presses with the stone weights, but breaks off after a bit when Hans appears to begin struggling with the heavy ball after a good start with the impressive weight...

Is the little ball too heavy for you Strudel boy?

I am fine, Monkey man! Watch how a real man exercises?

Only real man I see around here is ME, Engineer!

You keep on talking Monkey boy, and I will keep on DOING!

Doing badly is doing? C'mon Engineer you can do better
than THAT!

Cramp? Work it out man!

This is what happens when you try and punch above your weight
class, dude! Exercising with the likes of me is out of your
league, Engineer, you should have stayed in your lane!