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The bell rang at St Matthew's University to signal the end of another day. Lee O' Conner, in his 1st year at the uni quickly stuffs his pencil case and books in his bag and makes a quick exit to catch his bus home knowing if he misses it its another half hour wait till the next one. Lee couldn’t wait to get home so he could continue to use his older brothers gym setup they had in the basement of there house. Lee like his older brother had inherited some great family genetics/Genes, his brother was in there local towns rugby team and at 21 had one of the most enviable physiques in the team thanks in equal measure to his genetics and hard work and determination in the gym. Due to the gyms setup the weights were no longer a challenge for his older bro, who now uses a chain gym, so he said he would keep it there for Lee to use if he wanted. Lee who was 17 was no slouch, already broad shouldered and solid of chest and arms, although not a menacing sight as of yet, could probably still handle himself no problem. So Lee rushed out of university and headed for the bus stop which was around a 5 minute walk, the walk takes him down a tree lined passage, on approaching he could hear the sound of faint cheers and egging on, as he turned the corner he saw a group of older students gathered round in a kinda circle, every now then he'd hear the faint noise of something getting smashed together, Lee crept a little closer to try and get a better look without causing distraction. He eventually saw two final year students having a fight, well I say a fight, it was more a one sided beating, the guy dishing it out was a well built older student Lee had seen, although not huge like Lee's brother, he was still thick of chest and beefy strong looking arms, his opponent was a skinny guy who didn’t stand a chance. Punch after punch was getting played on this teens body, Lee could see the blood pouring from his nose and mouth. Now looking at this, most kids would feel sorry for the weak one and label the big guy as full on bully and then run away. But bizarrely a different feeling was filling Lees head, a feeling of ‘serves the kid right for being weak and skinny’. Lee couldn’t keep his eyes of the bully, watching him mercilessly pounding the other guy to a pulp, every now and then balling his hand to a fist and copying the bully's moves. Lee was enjoying watching this, he wanted some of this for himself. “ it’s time for a new bully in this place” he whispered to himself. Lee now had a evil look in his eyes, like he meant business. Lee eventually left and headed for home, now with a definitive purpose in his mind. Lee got home, his older brother not back from his rugby training yet , he headed upstairs and quickly got out of his uni stuff and into some training shorts, he decided to remain topless as his plan was to work his arse off and get sweaty as anything. He turned and looked in the mirror, his solid 17yr old body staring back at him, “ time to make me a mean bastard, wanna get big, wanna get strong and wanna get insanely bad!” he roared to himself. Lee made his way down to the basement, it was a basic gym setup, a bench press with plates upto 20kg, a selection of dumbbells up to 20kg and a standalone cable tower. In the corner of the room hung a punch bag, “ damn I forgot about that, yeeesssss, I’ll be giving that some treatment later!” he said out loud. Luke started with the weights first, he loaded the bench bar with 30g each side, so 80kg including bar weight. He managed a respectable 6 reps before racking it, he jumped up and started dancing around on the spot and let loose some shadow boxing, after a minute of that he loaded the bag with a further 10kg and went onto lift it 4 times, he would stick at that weight for now, and mix bench with shadow boxing. After a few sets of that he moved onto leg work, he grabbed a 20kg db and started some goblet squats, mixing just past parallel with ass to grass, for the last set he decided to use a 20kg db, with a 15kg plate ontop his genetics to thank he managed 8 solid reps, again he did a minute of shadow boxing all the time eyeing up the punch bag. Lee picked up a couple of 16kg dumbbells and started curling them he wanted a good pump on his arms so he did low weight high reps, each set consisted of around 25-30 reps. After those sets he dropped the weights and turned to face the mirror, he flexed his biceps, small peaks appeared on his arms, granted not as impressive as some of the other studs at his uni, but better than all the students in his year. His chest also looking pumped from the workout. Lee wasn't daft, he knew he would have to get a lot bigger and stronger if he wanted to rule the roost at uni , but every bully has to start somewhere right! He turned and eyed the punch bag. He strutted over with a new found belief, he walked round it a few times, danced up and down and hit a few shadow punches, then it began. Lee approached the bag and started pounding it left and right as hard as he could, Lee had quite a strong punch. The onslaught continued for 10 mins and he showed no signs of tiring, sweat was beginning to drip of him. He stopped momentarily to towel himself, then off he went again, this time mixing left/right with single jabs 5 per hand , this mix went on for 15 more minutes, by this time the sweat was pouring off him, aggression had taken over Luke's mind, he pictured in his mind a skinner kid pinned against a wall and him laying punch after punch an evil grin etched on his face. Lee continued to batter the bag for a further 30mins. His knuckles reddening and the bag getting permanent dents in it from the persistent pounding Lee was giving it. Lee’s thoughts were then interrupted by his older brother returning from rugby practice. “ Hey Lee you downstairs? “ his brother Dave called out. A part of Lee was annoyed that he was disturbed, and briefly thought about making him pay such was his aggression thought, but he quickly thought again as his bro was twice the size of him and would make mincemeat out of him without breaking sweat, he let out a muted grumble, “ grrrrr". “ hey bro, yes I’m down here, I’ve finally found a hobby to get into, come and see" Lee replied . His brother came down to the attic and straight away noticed his brothers sweaty pumped appearance and the battered punch bag. “ Boxing??” he replied. “ Yeah non of this football, rugby stuff etc, I’m really enjoying it!” Lee replied. Dave knows all about the physical aspect of sport with playing rugby so he kind of knew his little bro would do some sort of physical hobby but boxing never crossed his mind. Lee had no intention of taking up boxing, this was bully training. Lee wanted to put his training to the test as soon as he could and had made his mind up to do it after uni the next day. After the gym, Dave rustled them both up a protein rich meal of lean beef mince, sweet potato and veg. For the rest of the night, Lee was planning inside his head how to snare his first victim.