Date: Sun, 21 Nov 2010 10:30:48 -0500 (EST)
From: J
Subject: MODERN GLADIATORS

The Asian had just turned 20 this day but birthdays hardly mattered in this
devastated wasteland, made raw by the army of shirtless clone warriors. He
knew if he found one, like all of his gladiator league, he would fight them
to their death or his. He knew others had more skill then he but he would
be relentless. He wore tight denims and a belt, low hanging over a smooth
belly of tight abs, a big sexy navel, pert nipples not far above but
sticking out sensually. Jun would strike and strike true or go down with a
knife to his own navel.

Perhaps the one that came upon him was too cocky, too sure of himself. The
clone had been bed to be very confident and why not? They'd been inbred
with fighting skills in sword, knife, and spear. They had overrun the best
armies in the world with just those three weapons and bow and arrows! The
one coming at him looked even more muscled than he but in a lean way, his
abs sticking out, his biceps bulging from arms that moved fast.

This is it Jun thought, my death...maybe. If he could just get in one good
stab. The one he fought wore no shirt of course and also was not Asian. He
looked Italian, Jun figured. He wore light colored blue demins also held by
a low hanging belt, a sort of inbetween outttie navel and innie, unlike
Jun's own innie. Surrounded by hot abs. Jun looked at the face. Holy shit,
he knew this one. It was Nico, the one he...he had loved this one or his
clone, it was never too sure of which was Nico and which was Ital. They
looked the same. He knew the two of them and the other clones he didn't
know. They had shared their bodies over the years but now they would share
their blood, sweat, and probably tears as one of them tore into the other
with a knife.

Nico was over confident and came at Jun, who didn't move. Jun ducked as
Nico swung his knife at Jun's face. Jun's duck put his head in line with
Nico's fine navel area. Jun saw his chance. Not overtaken totally by how
hot the ab area looked on Nico, Jun knew what he had to do. Nico swung
again which made what Jun wanted to the first open chance,
difficult. However, the second swing was just as wild. Nico WAS thinking
that this would be easy. He thought Jun would be startled by a former
lover...and hesitate. Jun would not. He steeled himself long before this
that he would make a fast move to slay or die in the attempt. Nico has his
knife in his right hand and as he swung for a third try, Jun, who had his
own knife in his own right hand, used his left hand to grab Nico's right
wrist and jab quickly into Nico's navel with the sharp point of his
knife. VICTORY! Jun felt the gasp of air rocket out of Nico's gullet as the
stab found home. Nico's mouth went into an O shape and he gasped loudly.

Jun had, for a few seconds, actually shut his eyes as he hit home but now
he was open...open to the fun of what he had to do. He felt his dick swirl
with juices and rise to a soon quickening hardness. At present, his dick
was in between a soft stage and a hard stage. It felt good, he thought to
be doing this to another, strong living human male...a hard bodied warrior
who could have done this to him...

This feels so...good. Nico's dick was rising, the head pushing against his
inner denims...pushing even as Jun pushed his body backward....he wore no
underwear. At just 20 himself, he knew the stirring well. For he had killed
hundreds with knife and cam on himself or on their dying bodies, belly
area. He felt the pain but not right away. Jun looked shocked that he had
made this strike and Jun pushed him back, back, back. His back hit the
stone wall of a former playground for teenagers, all of them probably dead,
belly stuck by either himself of his comrades. The wind blew Jun's hair
slightly and Nico thought he looked rather handsome. This added to his hard
growing member, which was now also stock with pre cum.

Jun looked at Nico with determination. Their noses not more than an inch
away from each other, their hard breath on each other's faces and
necks. Nico searched Jun's face for mercy...and found none. Jun's eyes
looked as if they went from shock to realization that he had won and now
had mastery over Nico. Jun looked down at the blade slightly. Nico looked
down fully at the thing protruding from his devoured navel. Nico's gasp of
air out ended and then he longed for air in and small struggling sounds
issued out. Jun remained quiet for the moment. The blade was out some more
and they both looked at it. Jun hadn't allowed himself to breath but now
had to.

Nico's short rasps of breath were quiet for the moment but grew in
intensity. He looked at Jun, who looked at him as if to say, "Feel that
muther fucker?"

Nico's head slightly nodded "NO" but then he shook his head "NO" as if to
ask Jun for mercy, not to do it, "Not more. No."

Jun's thick lips, at first remained neutral, but now a slight snarl
appeared as he braced himself for what he had to do to his former, hot
lover. He would not give any mercy so instead of saying, "NO" Jun said or
rather thought but didn't have the power of speech for the moment but if he
did, he's have said, "YES!"  Instead he let his eyes tell the story of
"YES" to Nico, who still nodded NO but knew what Jun would do next...the
look of surprise just waning a bit from Jun's countenance...to be replaced
by a warrior victory aura...

Jun continued to hold Nico's arm up as Nico, chest rising and falling just
as much as Jun's, still held his blade. With the other hand, Jun had the
knife, now inches out of the navel but with the point still in, leveled
straight at the navel center. Nico breathed through gritted teeth and
waited a bit...mercy? Or more pain in a slow navel death?

Enjoying this, Jun thought. The pressing together, the stabbing in and in
and twisting. Making him really feel it and giving him those same tingling
feelings I am getting. We share this. A bond of victor and victim, defeated
macho, manly warrior and the lucky me who got him...on the end of my
knife. Good to be alive as I kill, Jun thought...to put my all into it...to
make him suffer and cum...

Jun huffed and his chest rose and fell, his left nipple sometimes touching
Nico's right nipples. With gusto, Jun narrowed brow and even as Nico was
still nodding "NO" jabbed the blade in a few inches more to the pleasing
sound of crunching meat.

"Ahh. Ohhh!"

"Oh fun," Jun shut his eyes again. A mere millimeter away from Nico's nose,
their lips seemed even closer, if that were possible. Each wanted to kiss
the other. As the second jab went in, Nico closed his eyes and gasped and
looked upward, shut his eyes, and let out a more manly gasp, louder, full
of pain and...maybe a bit of pleasure. When first stabbed, Nico held Jun's
blade from his belly somewhat by holding Jun's right wrist but now he moved
to his denims, opened his zipper and let his denims hang loose so that his
uncut thick, long cock fell loose but it didn't...it jutted upward. Jun
didn't let it distract him...

He shoved the blade in again and his muscles bulged, in his arms and
shoulders. Nico looked at Jun with betrayal in his eyes and a longing for
either a fast death or release into life. He knew deep down in his navel
tunnel, he would get neither. He shut his mouth for a second and grit his
teeth and let out short fast bursts of air,
"TTTT....TTaaaa....Tiiiii....Tiiiii."

...as he did that, Jun gasped out a warrior grunt, "Yiiiiiaaaaaa..."  and
shoved the blade in again, a few more inches. This made Nico give out a new
kind of cry. He met Jun's eyes and they shared a moment, Nico searching for
some humanity but Jun inwardly glad he lived and Nico was dying. Jun shoved
again and Nico gasped, this time closing his eyes and looking no where. He
opened them and looked at Jun...

who looked at him, lips touching and shoved the blade in all the way to
hilt. Hilt met belly button. Jun used his balance to put his shoulder into
it and it met Nico there. Nico grit his teeth, opened and closed his eyes
frequently and stared at Jun, gasping breath into his face. Jun gasped
again and shoved the blade so far in and twisted it that Nico could no
longer hold his knife. His knife finally fell, the last hope of any kind of
counter attack. Jun furrowed his brow as Nico gasped, "HUUUUUUUUUUUU!"

To be at total mercy of another and not get it...is so hot, Nico thought as
he gasped. To have a hard bodied able male take control of his life, his
body, his SEX...was so the way he wanted to go out and he was not trying to
fool himself...or maybe he was...thinking at times Jun might show him
something and let him live or something...but he knew this was the end
unless he could force himself free...even as there was a TOTAL TEARING into
his navel wall, navel innards on the sides and even breaking through that
wall into the meat behind it.... "HAAAAFFFFFFKKK."

And as Nico gasped in pain some more, Jun didn't relent and shoved again,
his shoulder into it and this made Nico almost curl up against the rock his
back touched, the cold on his back, the heat of the blade in his navel
shaft and now popping so far out the back of his navel wall to embed
deeper...Jun squinted but kept eye contact with Nico, who looked at him
even as his chin rose up...

Also rising up was Nico's dick which rubbed against Jun's bare hip,
slickening it with pre cum and the threat any minute of the actual white
coated man gell.  Nico's hand involuntarily went from dick back to Jun's
wrist to try to halt the onslaught of navel pain. To no avail. Every jerk
back was accompanied by a gasping yell, grunt from Nico with a compatible
victory grunt from Jun. Then his hand lowered again as he gave up, his back
started to fall from the wall but Jun held him up by the other hand. Nico
grit his teeth and shut his eyes as Jun struck again, "You like that, boy?"

"You know I do..."  Nico managed but then blew hot air out his cheeks and
rasped.

"I will not give in until I am sure you are going to die from your navel,"
Jun just struck again and stuck it in up to the hilt. Nico looked at him
again for some sign of relenting and saw none. Instead, Jun gave out
another "HILLLLLLLL" sound and not only stabbed Nico again after taking it
out a bit but then also twisted the blade in almost a full circle. Nico
opened his mouth and sometimes nothing came out but his dick splattered a
long volley up Jun's hip and to under his shoulder and creaming a bit
sideways to Jun's hot navel, filling it like it had been an empty
pool. Nico jerked back and forward but was held by Jun's hand and Jun's
knife, jerking forward made him stab himself onto the blade some more.

This happened again and again. Nico's shoulders shrugged and he yelled out
loud a few times. His breathing was shallow and labored; Jun's breathing
lively and excitied, for his own dick came out of his denim top and rubbed
heads with Nico's as they pressed together. The pre cum of Jun
metamorphisized into cum as their dicks sword fought...

Jun stabbed in and his head moved at Nico's and their lips locked even as
Jun twisted. Nico's gasps out went into Jun's throat. "HOT" Jun
thought. "You die," he said as they parted lips. Nico tried to get his
mouth back over Jun's but Jun, in response let out another victory gasp and
jabbed out and in again and then kissed Nico as Nico didn't except it. When
they parted this time, Nico said, "I die well but..."  then as pain wracked
him he found all he could do was grunt and jerk and cum again...

He moved his head sideways and said, "FUCK," and then after that sounded as
if he were going to cry...no, he was crying, without tears. Jun was not
stopped by that. He plunged again to the pleasure of Nico's outbursting abs
grunts. "FUCK youaaaaa..."

"No, my blade is fuck you...in your belli buddon..."  Jun jabbed a few more
times but then let one semi punch stab into Nico and he let the knife go
and his own dick let go of a ton of cum that scattered itself in thick
creamy ropes across Nico's belly, chest, and neck. "Fuuuuuu...."  Jun
stepped back to watch his handiwork.

Nico's hand, which had gone limp, now went to the hilt in his navel and his
other hand joined it. He knew it was useless. Jun, angry faced, watched him
with reverence and a look that said, "DIE," and he enjoyed the vitality he
felt in his own heaving chest as he watched his lover slowly try to remove
the blade.

Nico's back made love to the wall behind him as he rocked to and fro,
"Fuck..."  he shut his eyes and didn't know if he should pull the thing
from his navel and if so, in one quick move or a slow extraction. Either
way, I am so fucked, he thought.

Jun didn't have to say it but thought it. "Yeah, man, you lose, man. You
overconfident, you get stabbed in your belly and it'll take a long time to
die with my blade in YOUR belly..."

Jun enjoyed watching as Nico's ample, well worked out on abs scrunched
around the blade as if he were doing an ab exercise. For a few seconds, he
thought or seemed to think that he could survive this, "It's not so bad..."
He took a few steps from the wall and his dick shot off again, rocketing up
his own ample chest and creaming his own neck and chin. "ohhhhhh," he said,
stumbling. He wanted to put both hands on the shaft...the knife shaft or
his manhood shaft but was confused as to what to do. "Oh tecssshhh..." he
reached out to find something to hold onto. Jun backed and then moved
forward as Nico went down to his knees.

"Feel the pain."

Jun watched, expressive now as Nico put both hands on the hilt...Jun huffed
and huffed, dripping over his own denims, even though he undid them and let
the sides hang, his uncut dick creaming up again but he watched and his
lips pursed together, and opened...thick hot lips in anticipation.

"It taking you a long time to git that out."  Jun laughed as Nico struggled
with taking the blade out. "Man up."

Nico tugged and looked sideways at nothing. Then he pulled and as his dick
shot off AGAIN, he shut his eyes and looked heavenward.

"You killed thousands, how DOES IT FEEL?"

He pulled it out finally and threw it and gasped upward, "Nahhh huhhhh..."

Nico folded up at the belly and jerked on the ground as he lay at Jun's
sneakered feet. Nico's dick shot up again and again and covered Jun's
chest, abs with swirling chunks of man juice, dripping down seductively
past Jun's erogenous zones. Nico curled up and with long sobs and gasps,
died slowly. Jun looked proud....

"I take that. Them spoils. So who next?"  Jun picked up both blades and
felt them in his hands, "Feel good. Who's next?"