It was a beautiful Friday afternoon for one of XWF’s newest stars, Paolo Mancini had expected a great opportunity when his uncle Louie about this federation. Unfortunately after Paolo had signed…he found XWF to be something quite different.
“Why the fuck would you fight in a match where the loser is thrown into a pit of naked gay men?” Paolo looked at his laptop perplex by the insanity he saw.
“Look, be glad you’re not fighting in a match with a crazy ass stipulation, you just have to win a triple threat match.” Paolo’s trainer and best friend, Big Frankie, said as he closed the computer.
“That still doesn’t answer my question…look I done some things I know most people would consider. “ Paolo told Big Frankie as he wrapped tape around his hands and went over to a punching bag.
“Remember that one time we had to hunt Madam Hunt and had to escape the asylum of pain.” Big Frankie shivered at the thought.
“I had never seen so much leather in my life…gimps everywhere.” Paolo started to remember and shivered as well.
“And that is why I went to Fiji; after you go into BDSM club…you need some time away.” Big Frankie held the bag steady as Paolo unleashed a fury of punches.
“Well yeah that was an insane adventure, but it was a job for the mob. You know I am unable to say no, this business is in my blood.” Paolo wiped his brow and kept going to town on the bag.
“How long has your family been in charge of this particular operation?” Frankie questioned as Paolo smiled.
“Four generations if you count my brothers’ children who will eventually inherit the keys. My grandfather had close ties to at least one of the five families and he was able to squeak into the game as a small time “entrepreneur. I have all ventures we do.” Paolo had pride in his family’s business….being a member of the Mafia, even at part time, still had its benefits.
“And I will always back you up, whether it’s the basic security detail or having to tie up a woman after fighting off her army of gimps that enjoyed the pain we had to give them.” Big Frankie slapped Paolo on the back.
“What was that about gimps enjoying pain?” a voice asked as Paolo recognize the voice and the sound of the wooden cane. It was Uncle Louie.
‘”Nothing uncle, just me and Big Frankie shooting the shit as I train for my big match coming up this next Wednesday.” Paolo answered as he went to hug his Uncle Louie.
“Frankie is here?” Louie was a crazy ass and somewhat senile 70 year old man with a limp and missing left eye cover by an eye patch, but he was still family and Paolo loved him like any other member.
“Right here boss.” Frankie always knew to stick to the code when it came to the elder members of the Mancini family.
“Frankie we’re all family…you don’t need to address me as boss when it’s in a more causal setting. You’re like a brother to my nephew and I love you for that. Now come here and hug me before I walk over and have to stick this cane up your ass.” Louie laughed as Frankie came over and hugged him in his big bear arm.
“Get a room you two.” Paolo joked as all three men started to laugh.
After the initial hugging was over, Louie sat on a bench and watched his nephew lifted weights.
“So why were you two talking about gimps? Louie asked as he pulled out a cigar to smoke.
“Oh me and Frankie we’re remembering the time we had to infiltrate a BDSM club.” Paolo answered as he did a bicep curl.
“What the fuck does that have to do with your wrestling match?” Louie puffed the smoke from the cigar as he looked at Paolo.
“Well because XWF has matches involving everything from fighting in a hospital to god knows what else. Luckily I just have to deal with a three way.” Paolo told his uncle before he grabbed his water bottle and took a drink.
“Well why didn’t you say you have to do a three way…I know people who can help you learn a thing or two.” Louie got up and threw his cigar on the ground.
“What the hell, I am game.” Paolo said.
“Good I will drive us to the location.” Louie walked away before Paolo and Frankie realized that a half blind and somewhat cripple old man was going to try to drive.
“Wait!” Both Frankie and Paolo shouted as they heard a car start up.
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Two hours later
Big Frankie had convince Uncle Louie to let him drive, but Paolo sighed as he had to deal with his Uncle complaining all the way to where every they were going.
‘Turn left up here.” Louie said as Frankie pulled up to a very large house with a few dozen limousines.
“What the hell kind of place is this?” Frankie asked as they got out of the car and notice two women dressed in nothing, but lingerie approach them
“Good evening ladies.” Louie greeted the lingerie cladded women as the kiss him on the cheeks.
Paolo smacked his face and Frankie started to laugh as both of them realized that Louie had brought them to a brothel.
“Uncle…this is one of the prostitution rings isn’t it?” Paolo asked as Frankie just kept laughing.
“Yeah, you said you need help with a three way and these ladies are experts on the act of ménage à trois.” Louie winked at his nephew who just got back into the car.
“If you need me…. I’m going back to the gym and finish my work-out. Frankie, make sure my Uncle gets home.” Paolo said before driving off into the night.
“What the hell is that prude’s problem?” Louie asked Frankie who just could not stop grinning.

“Don’t mind him Louie, let’s go inside and you can introduce me to these lovely ladies.” Frankie put his arms around the girls.
“Sounds like a plan Frankie my man.” Louie told the group as they walked inside the very large house.
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Back at the Gym
“Fucking people.” was the only thing Paolo could say as he punched the bag into the night.