Date: Thu, 18 Sep 2008 17:26:50 -0400
From: J
Subject: Post Trio: The Maze 4-7

Part Four:

Brad had been behind Theo and Theo didn't know or care where Brad was. Brad
never made it out. Two pendulums hit Brad in the head, the poles knocking
him out and down on the way out. He was on his back, his head hurting but
not fatally when he woke. And saw two spears from the ceiling coming down
to pin his hips down. And then a third, a fork like trident coming down. As
he screamed and jerked his pelvis, he could feel bone and skin alike
breaking, tearing. And the middle fork point bounced into his circular
navel and his legs bent at the knee as he tried to stand. This forced all
his cum out his dick and his dick out his thong. And a spurting rocket
across the room, to hit Theo on the back, something that was lost on the
running Theo, who died too, not knowing Brad's joy juice was on his bare
back. He thought it was just sweat! Brad buckled and was about to die (but
not yet) as the fork tore into his navel and to the sides around it and
then swiveled, one fork to below the navel and one above, ripping intestine
and upper abs all at once, then stopping, turning, stopping, all the while
Brad alive. Then he died.

Under the pendulums, Kelly rose, ready to run and he did but he ran right
into Steele, who was on the other side of the hallway, "What's happened to
our group?"

"They all dead!" Kelly said, pulling Steele's own knife from his belt, "And
now you will be too!"

Steele put his hands on Kelly's hands, "What are you doing !? We're in the
same group!"

Kelly pushed Steele back to the wall, "No I not. I'm in your group only as
spy for the Asian cause!"

Kelly was pushed back but Lee and Kim, having escaped the pendulums, thanks
to their short stature and their quickness, came at Kelly from the sides
and put knives just above his hips into his flesh. "Bastards!"

"We are the survivors, Asian!" Kelly yelled. He pushed Steele back and
shoved him to the wall. He readied his knife by pulling his hand back and
ready to use his backdraw to jab it into Steele's stomach wall but then he
saw the point burst out of the wall behind Steele and out of Steele's belly
button! Kelly grew wide eyed with glee, "And the gods agree! See how they
smash your belly. Too bad stomach not made outta steel, Steele!" Kelly
grabbed Steele's arms in joy and shook his arms in a greeting of death.

Steele felt incredible pain and should have died immediately. Only the
human body is surprising sometimes. He was strong. His name was not Steele
for no reason. Steele grabbed Kelly's arms and pulled Kelly to him. Kelly's
belly was immediately hooked onto the point out of Steele's navel and as
Kelly tried to push off, he made it worse. The point was not doing a jig
but Kelly was doing a jig on the point. The boys watching tried to pull
Kelly off but they were secretly laughing. At him. They soon gave up and
just watched as Kelly's back had the point protrude from it with Steele
still pulling Kelly to him, their=2 0glistening bodies meeting and their
flesh rubbing up and down on each other, the pain spreading through them as
one massive thing. A fountain of youth sprang up between them as they died
as one, at the same time. Steele leaned his head on Kelly.

"Let us go," Lee told Kim.

"Yes," Kim nodded.

Blake, Korel, and Alan came running, Blake missing his right arm and
screaming. Lee put a knife in Blake's throat and Blake fell dead. Korel
gasped, "Why'd you do that?"

"Same reason as I do this!" Lee stabbed Korel in his lower guts and moved,
dragged the knife up to Korel's heart. Korel couldn't react, only die,
falling.

Alan was quicker and Alan took out his knives and fended off Lee's attack
on him. Kim came at him from the other side and Alan fended him off
too. "Wad you two doin?"

"Asian superiority!" Kim yelled.

Alan upended Kim's arm and at the same time upended a rushing in Lee. He
put the knives into their Asian tanned bellies. They folded and
gasped. They fell. Alan stood up over them, all superior and with his chest
out. "So much for Asian superiority!"

"You were saying?" Soon said, holding a spear and a sword out as what
appeared to be the surviving Asians from all three camps ran behind Soon
and into the hallway.

"Shit!" Alan said and tried to run but was quickly surrounded. The Asians
all pulled swords out and met them, surrounding Alan in a circle and
plunging. The swords all met in Alan's body and came out to meet other
swords on
 the other side. "Oh shit! Oh shit! Let me go!"

Soon laughed as the others ripped out of Alan and he flopped against the
wall. "Stay put there!" Soon laughed as he propped Alan up using his spear
in Alan's already red bloody navel. "We shall dominate all! DIE!"

Alan died...

"In my way, will you!" Jago pulled Spike to him and held his arms, Spike's
belly facing out. A pendulum passed by and Jago threw Spike onto it, "DIE!"
Lowe took out a sword and shoved it into Jago's stomach, "DIE!"

Lowe ducked down and just waited, belly up as the pendulum swung, cutting
into him as it also lowered. Another one came from the other side as he
stood up. He jumped down just in time but the first one came out and slit
across his waist just below hip line. He screamed.

Jago was split by yet another pendulum. Beamer and Montar were on the
floor. "Movement makes you more of a target." Beamer gasped.

"Ya think!" Montag yelled, his hair thick with sweat.

"We're next you know," Beamer said, puffing, sweat all over his hot body.



Part Five:

Igno's Forrest and Otto and Flip; Innout's Bern, Blayze and Patte joined
one team.

Igno's Drew and Colin and Jake; Jim's Sam, Ricky and Quint; and Innout's
Grizz met up and made their own team.

Igno's Forrest was fighting Igno's Drew.

Jim's Ricky and Sam were fighting against Innout's Blayze and Patte.

Igno's Flip was fighting Igno's Quint. But more on these guys next time...

At the same time, Jago was spli t by yet another pendulum. Beamer and
Montar were on the floor. Both were on their backs, trying to puff their
chests in for once instead of out. Both sucking in their muscled bellies,
their outties straining hard. Almost like dicks, which were also
enlargening. "Movement makes you more of a target." Beamer gasped.

"Ya think!" Montag yelled, his hair thick with sweat.

"We're next you know," Beamer said, puffing, sweat all over his hot body.

Montar felt the heat coming off Beamer's body which was so near his own. It
made him hard. "Damn!" His dick grew in girth and Montag looked up
carefully. He saw the pendulum cutter swing just millimeters from his
scrotum and the line that runs up his thick dick. He squirmed and it didn't
help. His dickhead popped out the tip and the slit was wet with ready to
fire thick white cum, pre cum already spilling all over like spilled soup.

"Quite a preDICK ament, you got there, Montar," Beamer laughed, eyeing
Montar's lower half.

"Yeah, well soon it'll be all yours, cause I'm gonna cut in half at the
belly!" Montar looked at Beamer and then did a double take, "Yeah, you got
your own thing in the thick of it, or is that...your own..." SWIPE past the
boys' stomachs. A thin line of blood cut from hip to hip, encompassing
navel material. It was not much of a cut in though. "...or is that...your
own thick in the thing of it?"

"We got to move now or die tryin!"

"Dying with you any day will be a pleasure," Montar said an d smiled,
licking his lips.

"OH SHIT!" Beamer said as he heard more screams and sounds of guts getting
hit with pendulum points . "They walked or fuck, ran, right into it!"

And they had. As the pendulum swung toward the hall exit/entrance, a group
of boys were running from some Asian dudes and all of them, Asian traitors
included, all ran into the pendulum. The combined weight of the boys made
the pendulum slow down in its swing but it also seemed to be covered with
so many boys, that it dulled to not slice them. Innout's Bart and Dagor and
Gleb, Igno's Emmett and Nicholas, and Jim's Ronald and Troy and Trent. All
of them clung and hung from the points of the pendulum, which met with
another pendulum and while slicing bits off arms, shoulders, necks, legs,
and other parts, was slowed down as well. There were also Asians stuck to
the pendulums. Still alive and barely kicking but screaming in Asian were
Lee, Lim, and Kim,and Rocky, all from Jim's stable. Their various weapons
fell, sliding along the floor. Montar grabbed up a sword that hit his side,
not violently but just smacking into his buttox side. "Oh fuck, a weapon
back at my side!" He gripped the hilt and found another one sliding toward
Beamer, "Get one, bro!"

Beamer had other ideas, "Git me some Asian ass!" He jumped up and grabbed
the pendulum of bodies, touching only the boys' body parts that were still
clung to the pendulum. He pushed and pushed, "Get out now!"

Montar rose up and didn't look back. He bolte d, head first for the open
area and as he raced toward it, his crunched up hot abs were about to meet
Soon's spear point as Soon, waiting in the open area with Gunny and Top
just behind him. Montar used a blood tipped sword he had taken from the
floor, put there by the pendulum, and smacked it at the spear he found
pointing in his navel and it tore out of him, not really having gone in
deep at all. He sucked his belly in and the smack made the flat of Soon's
spear point hit Gunny's hand and this made the dart and the gun Gunny held
in his hand bury deep in Gunny's own thick knob of a navel. "Oh no! Oh
burning shit! THIS SUCKS! WHAT A FUCK! WHAT A BITCH THIS IS!!!" As Top
tried to reach for Gunny, Gunny just held the knob, the dart and gun buried
in it so deep that he could only feel the tip of the gun sticking
out...just. He went wide eyed as he felt his stomach admit the intruder and
every breath, every new move of his inner organs made him feel the pain of
the invader. "NO!" He yelled as Top grabbed his shoulders. "NO, DON NOT
TOUCH ME! LET ME FEEL THIS AS I DIE SLOW!"

"Shut the fuck up!" Montar yelled as he waved his sword back at Soon,who
spun his spear quickly at Montar's sword.

The pendulum swung back. Kim's dick, left on his torso without legs, clung
to the blade, along with arms. Kim was yelling in Asian and his dick
spurting. Along with his Asian comrades, he rained cum all over Montar and
Soon as Montar sworded straight on int o Soon's abs, ripping sideways and
turning the sword so that it encompassed the entire navel both vertically
and horizontally. Soon was about to spear Montar as Montar stabbed into
Top's abs but cum from his Asian boys, now dying or dead, hit him right in
the eyes. Not that he would need vision in a few minutes. Riding the
pendulum was Beamer, yelling a war cry but also a victory cry of having
escaped the pendulum traps. A few other pendulums swung the others ways
behind Beamer.

Even momentarily blinded, Montar swung his sword around Soon's spear and
Soon's spear struck his ribs but as it did, Montar had been moving so fast,
it was just a side swipe. His thrust, however, found Soon's thick belly
meat and Montar laughed proudly and kept it moving in. Not realizing his
dick was soon heating up again, he began to feel it after the fact, a
bursting hot rod of manhood. Red and burning like a fire. A volcano of hot
explosives caged within a thick meat wrap with pulsating vein to boot, for
good measure, a cum filled scrotum! As he fought, it didn't bother him in
the least. His eyes began to clear but he wasn't sure his vision was clear
enough to fight all of them at once. For other Asians, Soon holding his
spear past Montar's ribs with one hand and grasping at what felt like
straws in his innards that Montar was making a mess of, was dying slowly
but still trying to stab Montar. And not doing a great job of it. "Soon
soon you die!" Montar laughed but swiftly ejected his=2 0sword from Soon's
nice abs to face and fight a horde of other Asians. Igno's Kevin and Law
were there, Kevin in front, Law behind the pack. Jim's Ronaldo was also
there among the Asians, rushing into the fighting with them, closer to
Montar's side now. Montar was hopping as he fought, for some reason, moving
constantly. Innout's Chen was behind Ronaldo, trying to get past, "Let me a
piece of that blond boy meat!"

A Tarzan yell. Beamer who'd always wanted to play Tarzan. Swinging off the
pendulum, a rain of boy body parts around him, belly buttons
including. Intestines trailing. Beamer flung himself down directly in front
of Ronaldo and Chen and shoved two confiscated knives into their stomachs'
navels. He grunted as he shoved the knives in deeply and both boys buckled
over, shoulders hunching. They straightened up and looked shocked at
Beamer. "Always wanted to do that and yell like Tarzan! Cept'n for the
stabbing in the gut hole so fast, no challenge!"

Montar kicked Soon out of the way and Soon's arms rose up as if to ask for
help from someone. Everyone ignored him. "Glad you made it!"

Beamer tossed his knives at Kevin but Kevin knocked both of them aside with
a very big thick sword. And a yell. Beamer smiled, "Sure ya are. Cause it
means I'll save your sorry ass."

Beamer drew power from his stabbing of the two Asian teens and sucked in
air through his nose. Kevin ran at him but Montar threw himself between the
two. As Kevin attacked, Ronaldo pulled himself off Beame r's knife, "I can
take it!" He raised his sword to hit Beamer but Beamer kicked him in the
knee cap and grabbed at Chen's arm, shoving him at the stabbed Ronaldo,
while also taking his sword with the other hand. "I can take it!"

"Take this!" Beamer lined the two boys up side by side, belly to belly
fast. He shoved his sword into Chen's back and out and into Ronaldo's bare
belly button and shoved some more for good measure even when he hit
something inside one or the other's body that stopped his sword. "Can ya
take that?" Beamer pulled out just as fast for he had to meet Law's
attack. Law had two thin swords and used them effectively, lowering
himself, jumping at Beamer, kicking with steel tipped boots which cut at
Beamer's front ankles. But not deep. Beamer dodged, rolled with his sword
and held it out into the nice belly of Law, just as Law straightened up and
had planned to push his back and using hands off the wall. The result was
that Law was stabbed, caught in his motion, like a deer in headlights. And
now stabbed against the wall. He sucked in air as Beamer nodded in victory
to him.

Law made a terrible groaning semi moaning sound and sucked in his
belly. This move didn't help. Beamer put his face into Law's and then drew
the hilt up so that Law's eyes could the hilt. Beamer also wanted Law to
realize that there was no hope to survive this, which is why he moved the
hilt up to Law's face. Of course, this made the point of the sword gauge
out m uscle under skin and push down further before Beamer just jerked it
out of Law altogether. As Law's eyes widened in pain and his lower belly
and between button and dick area felt incredible pain, he thought he might
ride it out, his dick spurting despite the controls he tried to give it
from doing so. It burned out with a life of its own. As Law did this,
Beamer side stepped and a new sword went into Law's lower stomach beneath
his navel and then withdrew, a shocked sound from a comrade named Georoff,
someone Beamer never saw or knew. "Oh man, sorry!"

Beamer kicked back and hit Georoff's knees with both feet and the Asian boy
fell back, leaving, by accident, his sword in Law's belly. Law tried to
hold it but slank down the wall. Beamer didn't hesitate and with Law-gore
still clinging to his sword, he entered the point into the new Asian's
belly as the boy tried to get up. "DAWWW!" Georoff gasped and fell back,
with a few efforts to try to rise.

"SO much for Asian superiority," Beamer beamed as he looked down at the
dying boy and Beamer moved the sword point around so that Georoff would not
be getting up. Arms and legs rose to try to fight, either fight Beamer or
start the fight to cling for life, but this Asian lost that. Beamer looked
to the side to talk to Montar, whom he was sure had already finished off
Kevin. Beamer tore the sword out and Georoff's arms and legs flopped in the
air and then went down for a final time. He saw Kevin moving in
again. Montar20met the attacks but Kevin kept coming and Montar was
cumming...making it difficult to move as fast...

Kevin moved in, "No one can save your sorry white asses now, surfer boys!"

In another hall, pairs of boy faced each other, one on one, pair taken in
the heat of battle. One boy attacked another. This is how it went. Beamer
and Montar would soon come upon and cum upon this hall.

Kevin swung two swords now, having picked up a fallen one that slid and
ended up at his feet. He swung at Beamer's sword and Montar's. He managed
to make Montar tired and the blonde boy held his ribs, which were slightly
wounded. "He's good," Montar puffed, "I don't think we can take him
separately so if we take him separately...he'll..."

"He'll nothing!" Beamer jumped at Kevin, his arm swinging wildly.

Kevin smiled, smirked and grinned in different fashions as Beamer
attacked. Kevin just met every wild swing. And then he hit with the larger
sword. Beamer fell back and Kevin pressed in. Montar moved in but Kevin's
other sword hit against Montar's. Montar's sword fell and went sliding past
dead and dying, slightly moving bodies of Asian teen prime. Beamer jumped
back into the fray and used his elbow to knock Kevin's side away from
Montar, who ran for some weapon anywhere he could find. Kevin countered
this and Beamer was hit by a foot and a fist clinging to Kevin's
weapon. Kevin then turned to stab into Beamer but Beamer ducked. This made
Beamer get off balance and as he did, Kevin lashed out
 with another foot to his leg. Beamer gasped loudly, not wanting to
scream. "Hellllll!" Beamer found himself on his back with Kevin raising his
swords both high over head, chest out, stomach in and that look of Asian
superiority all over his face. "DAMN!" Beamer looked at death coming at
him.

At the same time, Montar running, slipped and fell on gore and blood. He
slid and found as he tried to stay standing up, which he managed, that
there were two things he was not liking. One, he felt something against his
foot, a small almost unnoticeable peg; and two: a pair of warrior boys,
thick, tall, and ready to kill, were there. The one closest to him was John
from Jim's stable and behind him was John's lover Alan (yeah another
Alan). John already had his sword out and was waiting for Montar to slide
into it. And Montar's belly was heading for John's gleaming sword point.

No one counted on that peg though. The peg made the floors slide. Suddenly,
Beamer's hallway split between his feet and the almost victorious
Kevin. Kevin's hall slide around and he found his open belly, well, soon
open. He found his body to John! His hall and John's met each other as they
slid quickly. John just looked at him like he was a piece of shit and
sneering, quickly put his sword into the open and exposed and delicious
belly button of Kevin, who still held his swords overhead. Montar fell out
of his section of hallway and landed on top of Beamer, both boys dicks'
meeting and mingling, rubbing and=2 0cumming fully out. Beamer, below
Montar, hugged, put his arms around the boy's shoulders and squeezed, tight
bodies feeling each other up all over. Montar, happy, kissed Beamer's mouth
heavily, tonguing his tonsils. They jerked there among other jerkers, who
were jerking to death.

John looked over his shoulder at Kevin and with great disdain. He was sorta
gay looking that way, but he won and he giggled a bit but looking serious,
he just kept the sword in Kevin's belly button for awhile. Kevin refused to
fall yet. John passed the time expanding Kevin's navel in all directions,
causing him great pain. John moved the sword in some more. Kevin turned to
try to get the sword point to a less painful path, sort of from navel to
hip but under the skin. John would have none of it and moved the sword
point to the full impact of pain inside Kevin's main meat, directly in the
center of abs. John snorted as if to say, "As if," and looked at Kevin over
his shoulder again, and again, with great disdain and superiority.

Jim's Connor was holding Jim's Kerry's dick in his left hand and rapidly
jerked him, rubbing up and down, up and down, a bit side to side but mostly
up and down, on his thick veiny large 9 inch shaft. At the same time, each
movement of Kerry forward, caused Kerry's tight hard belly to rock into the
held out knife. What knife, you might ask? The knife that Connor held out,
just held out mind you, not plunged in. Having just held the knife there,
Connor marveled at the motion that Kerry made. A motion that would kill
himself. For Connor just pleasured Kerry and held the knife out...Kerry's
navel met it on an angle, Kerry's ravioli navel top covering the knife
point so it could not be seen. And the more Connor jerked, the more Kerry
inched forward, sometimes slowly, sometimes in a quick jerk forward. One
quick jerk made Kerry gasp in air, suck it in. His gut did not suck in but
his throat did. Kerry's back was hardly on the wall but at times he felt
the point stick him in his much loved, much thought of belly button back
wall meat, he jerked back, felt his back hit the wall and jerked forward,
along with a jerk of Connor's hand on his sturdy manly meat. Connor's firm
hairless hand jerked. His other hand held the knife. Connor's eyes darted
from dick to belly. He wasn't sure which he liked to watch more, which he
liked giving more: the cum creating pleasure rub or the death dealing pain
point that would drive Kerry to his very sensual, very experienced death on
the end of his own knife, held deftly by himself. Connor smiled. He would
just have to watch it all. Fuck whoever was behind him. If someone did
sneak up and stab him in the back, it would be worth it. Or slit his
throat. Honestly, Connor thought, he hoped someone would just sneak up
behind him, reach around and jab a nice gleaming knife point into his own
belly button. What a way to do, Connor thought. But he and Kerry fought
honestly and hard, rolled around on the floor a bit, hard to hard, body to
body. Boy to boy. Sweaty sexy fight or fighty sex. No slouch, Kerry was
difficult to beat, every time Connor had held his arms Kerry got loose
until Connor lifted Kerry's arms up and ran as fast as he could into the
wall, hitting Kerry's back there. Then Connor cut Kerry's wrist where the
hand that held the knife met. Thus, Kerry had dropped his knife but he
didn't give it up easily. Just as now he was not giving up his sex joy
juice easily. But it was about to cum. The flavor was inching up his shaft
and just ready to spoil over the tip of the clotted pre cum covered slit
mushroom headed opening...Kerry's thick belly was ripped now as his outtie
jerked onto it completely, the outtie bulging and straining out of his
navel as he fought to maintain himself...and lost. Kerry was strong but he
had been in a few fights and just barely escaped a few traps before Connor
cut into him and they fought savagely. Which is exactly what Connor's
blade, now held up, was doing to Kerry's flesh as Kerry's uncontrolled
jerking was enabling him to do to himself as he jerked upon the upheld
blade. The blade was angled up at 45 degrees now and as Kerry held himself
back from release, for he knew it would be the end, he couldn't control
himself and his belly jerked outward and the knife drill pinned up into his
upper navel and then Connor, unable to control himself, lost it. "OH DAMN!"
He gurgled and jerked the knife upward hard and tight, so that he felt the
wall up beyond Kerry's shoulder blades. Kerry's dick burst forth fire and
rays of white light! "TAKE THAT AND DIE! NICE WAY TA GO!"

Kerry gasped, "YESSSSSS!" He turned his head side to side and shut his eyes
in ecstasy, the back of his head hitting the wall and he kept turning
it. "DAMNIT!" He gasped.

Connor held Kerry's shoulder against the wall for a bit and then moved his
hand back down to jerk some more on Kerry's dick which exploded a second
time between them, firing up and cometing into Connor's chin and dripping
off there onto his chest and slowly, ever so slowly dripping down his
center abs to his navel, waiting there a bit and then pooling up. From
there it dripped again, like a slow motion waterfall down his vastly
invisible treasure trail for he was too young for one of any worth...but it
dripped and set in motion Connor's own dick head which poked up some more
and more. And then it blew, too. Kerry shivered and as Connor meshed the
knife in and around, Kerry moaned like he was having sex. Connor gasped,
"Oh yeah, take it in there, take it all the way in and take it like a man!"

Beamer and Montar rested for a bit, Montar collapsing on top of
Beamer. Beamer licked his friend's ear. "We can't stay in this position you
know?"

Montar was almost asleep, "I know...but maybe they'll think we're dead..."

"Hardly!" Jim's Alan said. He was standing over them with his sword point
at Montar's sweated back, "Should I?" He looked at his friend John who w as
with him now.

John was nodding...but which way???



Part Six:

John gave a thumbs down sign...

Beamer had little time to think, act, or look. He looked between his chest
and Montar's ample half circles, both nipples hard as thick pegs. From
Montar's abs, from his belly button to be specific, Beamer saw a thin point
emerge and come out of the boy as Montar stiffened wholly. Beamer wondered
if he should, in that second of time, stiffen his muscles, harden his
already marble stomach and outtie navel as much as possible or would it
feel better to...he chose the latter, letting the sword find his stomach
relaxed and it slid in right into his outtie, mushing it into his belly. He
still let it slide and didn't stiffen for as long as he possibly could hold
out. When he finally did, he felt the sword in him already, his muscles
around it, wrapping it. Montar tried to pull up, push off him, and this
made his dick press down against Beamer's lower skin, beneath navel and
around dick, Beamer getting fully hard again. Beamer felt Montar losing his
battle against death as the sword ploughed around in both of them but
first...first it went straight down and then when Beamer stiffened he felt
his body pivoted by the thing in him, invading him and it felt like Montar
had found a new thing to fuck him with, better and longer lasting than a
dick and more burning. "Ahhhhhhh," they both said as they wrapped arms
around each other, Montar falling onto Beamer now, giving up the i dea of
pushing off to either save himself or Beamer, it was hard to say
which. Alan unbent his entire arm, stretching the sword down fully and then
moved it around and about. Beamer twisted beneath Montar who twisted above,
kissing Beamer's neck, drippling and dripping from mouth and continuiously
inflated dick. They jerked up and down as the sword point thrilled to their
beating. Montar rose a bit and his dick erupted, sloshing like a spilled
ice cream across Beamer's abs and up his chest between pecs, and to his
neck to splash up his chin. Beamer laughed in pain and joy and his dick
fired a shuttle shot at Montar's abs, hitting the top and spilling off it
there as though it touched a sky on some foreign rocky planet, dripping a
meteor shower back down onto Beamer's own belly...Montar fell and slid down
the sword onto the other blond boy and fell with a splash of blood, sweat,
and cum! His face hit against Beamer's shoulder and he shuddered five
times, each time emitting more cum as his dick felt knobby threads rising
from it slowly and then quickly....springing free, wrapped around Beamer's
solid meat, which did the same. Burning death and burning bellies
together...

Beamer had no time to think...he wanted it to be that way but John gave a
nod of No. Alan took his sword point away from Montar's back. Beamer had
day dreamed it all. Montar rolled off Beamer and sprang up, "Thanks!" He
said to Alan. Alan shrugged. He had a crew cut and an infectious if impish
smile.  John put a han d out and Beamer took it. John pulled Beamer up,
"Leave it to you to get involved with someone like this..." He nodded to
the drippling bellies of both of them. Beamer smiled and shrugged.  John
came forward and hugged Beamer, "It's been a long time..."

Alan looked down at Beamer's uncut dick, "Yeah, long is right!"

"We should get out of here," Montar urged.

They all turned their weapons, recovered weapons for some, at a
sound. "Please, please don't hurt me," an Asian guy came from the
corner. "I mean you no harm...I...I...they all dead." This was Surk, one of
the last Asians alive. But not the last. "I...I..."

Alan came over to Surk and put his arm around the boy's shoulder, "Of
course we won't hurt you."

John nodded, "No."

"The others, they betray their own team mates, kill everyone. I didn't know
what to do." Surk was crying.

"It's allright," Alan pulled Surk close to him, side to side, "We know what
to do."

John charged forth before Beamer could stop him and stabbed his sword point
right into Surk's diamond shaped navel. Surk gasped. "Hold em, Alan."

Alan did as he was told and took joy in it as he braced Surk against John's
sword strike. John held the sword in the Asian meat for awhile before
ploughing it onward through more boyflesh. He thrust steadily and
undaunted, found air out the boy's smooth tanned back. "Aiiiiiiii!" Surk
threw his head up but Alan's arm around his back reaching to his other
shoulder, thrust him forward and his head tilted back to=2 0John's. John
looked at him determined.

John said, "Why would we trust any of you chinkadinks after what you all
did."

Beamer came over and put a hand on John's sword arm, "But he might have
been telling the truth." John looked at him. Alan snickered and breathed on
Surk's ear and neck. Whispering for him to die.

Alan whispered, "Die traitor dog. But as you die take it like a man right
in the breadbasket."

Montar came over to Beamer and took his arm off John's. "We couldn't take
that kind of a chance, what if he's a backstabber like the rest?"

Waving his arm to get Beamer's fingers fully off it, John shoved the sword
in up to the hilt which met Surk's ample and hot abs, "Exactly!"

Feeling one long shaft of pain in his navel and out his navel wall and back
to the wall behind him, Surk sucked in air. He shook but Alan held him
stiff. And all five boys were stiff. Surk shook and his loin cloth could no
longer hold his dick head and it popped out and popped again, spurting
white goo. Surk sucked his belly in but John ripped the sword out. Alan
wanted to pat the belly but thought against it: too much blood would get on
his hand. Instead he whipped out his knife and tore apart what was left of
Surk's lower abs making the dick start thicker and the vein seemed to grow
larger. Then he worked on the upper abs and let go of Surk's back to do
this. Surk fell to his knees but Alan followed him. "C'mon, we have to go,"
Beamer said, "You got him. You
 got him good. But we can't stay here. There'll be more traps."

John agreed, "And more guys coming."

"Cummin!" Alan let his dick shoot a load. "CUMMIN!"

Surk was on his hand and knees now so Alan got behind him and put his dick
in his ass crack. "C'mon, we don't have time for this!" Beamer said. "We
have to go now!"

Alan said, "Then fuck, go, pretty BOYYY DAMNN THAT'S GOODAH!" As Surk
started to die, Alan cam inside the boy's tight hole jerking like a wild
man. Surk's body shook and the Asian boy tried to put his chest out and
jerk with each hit, to ride each slap against his ass with his rapist but
no move he made eased the pain he felt coursing through his belly button
track, the former navel area hurt and throbbed with bursting pain and felt
as though it were, itself, cumming from every circular ribbon on it. Each
smack against Surk's buttoxs could be felt and was accompanied by
unbelievable sounds from Surk's groaning and moaning mouth, drooling. Hips
thrusting, in and out, jigging.

Montar pulled Beamer away as John smiled at Alan. Beamer and Montar was
already on the move and gone. Alan finished pretty quickly, shook the
residue clinging to his piss slit, and laid Surk down on the floor--the boy
was still clinging to life and upright on hands and knees and making moves
and jerks to try to get up again but Alan laid Surk belly down in
gore--Surk's own. Surk thought it felt cool and gross to be touching your
meat ripped belly against your own blood and inna rds which had spilled
while a hot stud like Alan had fucked you in the ass hole! Alan just let
him drop and kicked him on the way out, "Fuckin lying scum back stabber..."

Surk died with a huff , "I'mnotahhh...."

"Hope that's the last of them chink shits," John added. "Let's catch up to
Beamer and that other one."

"What fer? They suck," Alan said, dick still in hand. "I say we have some
more fun with all these..."

"Cut the shit, Al," John said, "Beam's right we have to get out of here..."

"You call him Beam? That mean you and he...?"

"Yeah awhile ago..."

"Fuck, yeah, I knew it," Alan said, a mix of jealousy, enthusiastic
curiousity and satisfaction at being right in his voice. "Let's go..."

"Stayin with them would be a good thing..."

"I'm not so sure, I'm kinda jealous of you and..." They ran a bit but in a
nearby hallway just ahead of a juncture, they heard the sounds of major
fighting going on. Clanging swords, belly stabs, guffaws, gasps, the sound
of metal against flesh, meat being torn and jabbed into...Alan looked,
"Let's stay away from that way and follow them."

"Got that right, I think Beamer and Montar went this way..." John nodded
and lead him away, but before he left Alan was tempted to go to the hall
and watch the fights...

Innout's Manuel, Meer, Micknarm, Iric, Kierian, and Warrack were on the
same hook up team as Jim's Harley and Igno's Kale, Ronnie, and Sky. Facing
off against them in a large oval hallway opening with many doors circulati
ng around them slowly were Igno's Chuck, Link, Barrett, and Johnny as well
as Jim's Remmy, Jim's Aaron, and Jim's Dennis. Also on on the same team as
these were Innout's Perin, Garvey, Genera, Geo, and Rexus. Meer's group
were outnumbered by three, however, they had the upper hand already, having
struck several wounds to the second group.

Another group heard the sound of this battle too. It was Innout's Udi,
Jim's Drake, Calvin, and Cally along with Igno's Carter. Udi looked around
the corner carefully. Drake put his head above Udi's and this meant he had
to lean his bare chest on Udi's back, giving Udi a hard on. Udi shrugged
him off. Calvin and Cally just walked into the open, small short swords
held at the ready. Calvin asked, "Who do we help??"

"No one," Udi said, coldly, "And get back here."

Cally asked, "Which side do we help?"

"Neither," Udi said, "Let em slay each other. We're outnumbered by them and
we can find another way to go, they have their hands full there and their
guts too...so we can get by pretty easily by going another way..."

Udi pulled Cally's arm. Drake nodded to Calvin to follow. Calvin lagged
behind, watching the fight unfold. Drake had to come back and pull the
boy's tender arm to drag him away from the intense battle. Calvin was
getting hard from the fight watching. Drake nodded to him to acknowledge
that, for so was he.

Manuel, Meer, Micknarm, Iric, Kierian, Warrack, Harley, Kale, Ronnie, and
Sky faced off against Chuck, Link, Barrett, Johnny, Re mmy, Aaron, Dennis,
Perin, Garvey, Genera, Geo, and Rexus.

Almost as soon as they arrived in the same circular and circling hallway
the two groups attacked each other. Little Geo threw himself wholly into
Iric, who laughed, "You kidding!" But the little Geo was on top of Iric's
neck and holding the taller, long haired boy backward even while Iric had a
long knife up at an angle into Geo's bare bubble belly, shoving in. As he
lost his footing, Iric, older and taller, didn't realize that equally
little Rexus had slid on the floor between legs and stood up behind him. He
turned just as Rexus was about to nail into his back with a long handheld
spike driven with great force. The spike went directly into Rexus's
friend's back...Geo's. Geo buckled on the neck of Iric and held on
there. He was gasping as both Rexus shoved something in him from behind and
Iric shoved something into his belly from on low! Iric could feel the hot
breath of the younger boy on his neck and chin and it felt great. Below
him, hanging onto Iric, the shaking Geo gasped, feeling the dick between
him and Iric. The penis was growing up and up and up toward his own scrotum
where it met balls and pushed there. Three pushing feelings pinioned him
now.

Rexus gasped, "Sorry!"

Geo bucked backward, "No, don't be sorry! Keep it in em! Keep it in em!
Shove it in there! Through me!"

Rexus nodded, "Since you say so and..."

"And..." Geo winced, in pain, grit teeth, "I've had it anyway!"

Rexus shoved the lo ng spike into Geo's back and he felt he hit home when
something gave and it hit air and then something else stopped it. Rexus
shoved some more with his elbow giving all it had and all his energy made
it snap into the belly button of Iric. "Why you little!"

Rexus shoved some more but from behind him, Kierian shoved a knife into his
lower back but as they moved, Rexus seeing it at the last moment, it hit
his lower side, more to the left side than in the middle. Rexus fell back
and down but as Kierian moved in, he had to bend over for the kill, so
Rexus launched his back onto the floor and his knee into Kierian's chin,
sending him reeling back. As Kierian reeled, Rexus grabbed his wrist and
easily took the knife out of it and stabbed it quickly in and out of
Kierian's nice ample navel. Kierian gasped and fell to his knees some more
and Rexus watched. He then stuck it in again and again again, music to his
ears the screams and moaning gasped of Kierian.

Left on Iric, Geo found his footing, even as Iric tried to keep him held
off the ground. Geo forced his weight on Iric and shoved his belly into
Iric's. The feeling was of pain, for the spike was through him and through
Iric's navel now but he had to get it in more if this taller, cocky kid
were going to die from this. Geo shoved his belly out as far as it could go
and as Iric moved back and back, he found only the wall now. Geo found his
feet on the ground as Iric tried to drop him but no w the spike was on an
angle up at Iric, who still held the long jagged knife into Geo's belly
from low to high. But now Iric pushed to get Geo off him and as their
bodies parted for a moment, Iric's unfurled dick from his thong came loose
and let loose. Boy juice shot up and fountained between them, hitting them
both as Geo pulled himself closer to Iric in order to keep him dying. Geo
had his arms around Iric's neck but he moved them both to the kid's
underarms and pulled from there from Iric's back toward his front and as he
did this, he felt his cum mix with Iric's on his lower belly, navel area
and dick. He exploded from below and the fire in his body made a tunnel
right into Iric's.

Rexus rose from finishing off Kierian, who lay on the floor his hands stuck
to his belly, moaning in pain. His ample navel was destroyed and his inner
tube that sprang from it burned with the steel of a larger knife that Rexus
jabbed in it, tightly and quickly and left it in there for a few seconds
longer than he had to. He soaked in his own feelings of having been wounded
and turned...

Kierian was jerking upward and trying to cling to life, just as was Iric.

Iric fell again and on top of him Geo came, shoving his hips into him,
slaying himself as well as Iric. Both boys felt like they were having sex,
their dicks mixing with their bellies as their bellies stuck together, the
point in Geo's belly coming out his navel and into Iric's. They jerked=2
0together, Geo's head coming down onto Iric's shoulder, Iric's long hair in
his face, smelling boy sweat, wetting Geo's cheek. Geo rubbed his cheek
there as he shoved himself into Iric's stomach some more and felt the pain
from back to belly, hoping Iric would feel the pain more. "You die first!"

"I...." Iric reached up and felt the spike, "I ...take us both!" He grabbed
the spike and shoved hard and angled it so that it hit Geo's back some more
but it was also in his own guts and ripped from his navel ridge into his
much lower bare boy belly, tearing. He was killing himself while also
furthering Geo's death. "We'v...both had it." Geo's head lingered for a
moment but he rallied and stood up on both hands like a dog, his feet and
legs moving from Iric's.

"Ohhaaayy!"

"HNNNNNNN!"

Dicks straightened up between hard bodies and the cum shoot like filled
hoses spraying on a summer day. Wetting down bare boy belly button! Geo
pushed his whole body down again and the point finished Iric, who dropped
his hands from behind Geo's back, letting go of the spike. Iric gave up the
ghost and huffed one last long huff. Geo smiled and collapsed back onto
him, his head on the boy's nippular chest! Geo struggled to get up but to
no avail, his shaking body collapsed once again on Iric and he took
pleasure in knowing he died after Iri c, that he outlasted the older boy
and that his chin landed on wet cum that had exploded from beneath the both
of them, "Oaahahhh."

Sky reached at Rexus's belly button but found Genera kicked his side and
made him fall against a wall. As Sky tried to recover, Genera put his hand
on the boy's chin, "So little, so smooth, so tender...so dead!" Genera took
his sword point and aimed it into Sky's little belly button and shook it.

Sky gasped and his yelling shook with Genera's sword in timed action. "No!
Let me go!"

Genera laughed and zipped the sword in further, "Hard little body you got
too for a kid!"

"Oh naaawww!" Sky gasped and threw his knife but missed Genera, who ducked
and laughed at the same time. The knife did hit Garvey right between his
breasts and it made a deep impact but not in his heart so he fell
back. Fighting Garvey as the time was Warrack who nodded.

"Thanks!" Warrack said and drove his sword into Garvey's floundering belly,
"Right in the belly button! That's gotta hurt!"

Garvey put his hands to his sides, "OHHHHHHH!"

"Does it! DOES IT?" Warrack shoved the sword in half way, "DOES IT?" With
this last question repeated, he shoved it more and more until there was no
more sword to be seen. Garvey grabbed the hilt in him but Warrack kept his
hands on it. "IT HAS TAH!TAHHHH!"  Warrack shoved Garvey at the wall,
Garvey laughing now that he knew there was no hope for him. And the feeling
he had fired off his dick out of his thong and shot onto Warrack's perfect
abs, making them a valley of milk rivers! "HA!" Warrack pulled his sword
out and watched with fervor as the big boy slid down the wall. "HA!" But
when he turned he saw that of his group only Manuel, Meer, and Ronnie were
alive and unwounded.

Fighting to get up, body moving with energy, Kale was on the ground, a knee
on his chest, the knee of Aaron. Aaron raised the knife and brought it down
lower than he should have and ripped into Kale's navel, the smooth younger
boy gasping all the air from his lungs. All his kicking and trying to flail
his arms about did not help. With energy to spare, Aaron jabbed the knife
in and twisted, causing Kale to squirm about on the ground and his enemy's
very first orgasm occurred. His dick opened up from the open zipper in his
bathing suit outfit and a cum shot flew out and hit Aaron's thick outer leg
muscle. Aaron laughed, "Hehehehee!"

"Oh it burns! Damn! Ain't this a bitch!" Kale gasped and a final air let
out happened. He was then still, more still than he had ever been in
life. Aaron undid his shorts and cam over the boy's chest, draping the
young pert nipples in ropes of cum which eventually formed lakes around
small volcano tits.

And Harley's necklace=2 0was his undoing. He was doing his best against the
bigger Dennis. Harley's long sword actually hit Dennis's sword and made it
fall. Harley laughed and backed off only to face the swords of both curly
haired Remmy and Perin. Harley made Perin drop both knives and wounded the
kid's right wrist so that he backed off. Remmy came at him but Harely
shoved the sword sideways, moved sideways and slid the sword into the space
between arm and hip and slid the sword against Remmy belly, slitting it and
causing Remmy to scream loudly. Remmy fell with a splash from belly and
dick. Harley laughed and with renewed courage, stabbed Perin easily
too. Dennis grabbed a fallen arrow that was pulled out of some other boy
who had been wounded and had staggered around with it in his gut hole until
he finally died and pulled it out. Dennis actually watched the boy fall and
pull it out, then went over to the boy, stepped on his hip in getting past
fighting boys and recovered the arrow. Dennis turned to Harley and ran in
at him, catching him off guard but Harley raised the sword and make contact
with Dennis's smooth belly, cutting into it but as Dennis was skewered, he
grabbed Harley's necklace and pulled him to him. He held the arrow out and
shoved it with his free hand as he pulled the kid with the other. Harley's
body was rammed into the arrow and Dennis finished ramming some more. As he
shoved, Harley shoved too. "Elbow into it! Put yur elbow into it!8 0 He
heard some yell. Someone mocking them both as they slew each other.

Dennis fell first and his own team mate, Genera, fresh from rubbing the
cheeks and chin of young and dying Sky, who was not dead yet, came and
jumped from noplace, landing. As he landed, he held his sword side out and
the thing buried into Harley's side, cutting from hip to hip and Genera
stood up fully, extended his arm and slit Harley's body to the ground,
belly button getting stabbed again after Genera pulled out. "Pride
cummmmmmmith!" Genera lauged as he watched Harley grab his own dick out of
his loin cloth and jerk it to froth before he died. He hoped he would not
die before he cam. He cam and died at the same time, not sure he
finished. His burning shaking made his jerking frantic but when he died a
void in the air came and everyone watched. Dennis was already dead but
something in his body moved. His dick sank.

Link sank a knife into Meer's belly button from behind him and the kid
turned, "Not fair."

"Sue me!" Link said and grunted as he shoved it in some more. Meer yelled
and fell back but Link followed and as the knife came out, Link just shoved
it in some more. He turned and saw Warrack taking on Barrett. "Die!" Link
kicked his knife into Meer's belly and left the hilt buried all the way in
so that it could hardly be seen. He ran at Warrack's back and yelling,
jumped on Warrack's back,20holding the neck of the bigger muscle
teen. Yelling all the time. "Get him Barrett, get him!"

Barrett did just that and rammed his sword directly into Warrack's
unprotected belly button. For Warrack was now reaching up to grab Link's
arms that were wrapped around his neck. The sword point went out Warrack's
back and grazed Link's elongated navel.

"Hey watch it, I'm back here!" Link warned him.

Hands on wrists, two of those wrists had knives in them, long knives with
longer tops than underneaths. Ronnie faced off against Chuck, their belly
buttons rubbing as their ribs stuck out. They were chest to chest, belly to
belly. Ronnie's navel rubbing outwardly against Chuck's innie. They were
almost evenly matched. Almost. Chuck pulled his wrist free of Ron's grasp
and shoved quickly inward. The blade penetrated Ron's belly and went out
his back fast. Ron gasped and Chuck pulled the blade out fully. He looked
at Ron as Ron fell back. Then he shoved it in again for effect and out of
savagery. "HAAAAA!"

Ron gasped, "UHGGGNNN! GAAAA!" His cute face grimaced at the pain and he
backed to a corner and tried to hold himself up. Chuck followed, the knife
held in place and he straightened out his arm to pin the boy some more. Ron
yelped like a dog and then like a pig and Chuck removed it and nodded.

"Yeah baby die."

As the fights died down, Genera surveyed the dying and finish ed off many
including Micknarm who cowered, unwounded against the wall, begging for his
life. Genera just called him a coward and jabbed his sword in low, so low
he cut into dick and belly. He saw Manuel who had a wounded arm, high up on
the shoulder and a larger hit on his ribs. "Sorry dude, nothing personal."

Manuel gasped, "Fuck you."

Genera nodded, "That's the way you like it. My sword will fuck you." He
jabbed it into the quivering tanned belly. "On second thought, it is
personal. I want you to die!" After he watched Manuel die, he turned to his
guys, "Okay let's move." He looked at Rexus, "Rex?"

"I'm okay," Rexus said, "I can make it."

Genera nodded, "Good for you . But not for me." Genera stabbed him in the
guts with his sword, low in the bare boy belly, "DIE!" He looked at Perin.

"I'm alive, man, I can walk."

"You're gravely wounded in the belly button dude! That Harley kid did a
number on you."

"But...but I'm on your side!"

"No, you're on your backside, now feel it!" Genera stabbed him too. The boy
bucked up on the sword, so that his belly rose up and his hips made him
stab himself on it. Genera giggled and shoved it in more. He shook his
head. "Wow!"

After he watched Perin die, he turned to his guys, "Okay l et's move." He
looked at Rexus, "Rex?"

"I'm okay," Rexus said, "I can make it."

Genera nodded, "Good for you . But not for me." Genera stabbed him in the
guts with his sword, low in the bare boy belly, "DIE!"

Barrett ran over to him, "Watcha do that for?"

"Wounded or not, he had to go, I can't take anyone wounded with me and
anyone I have to save is a walking wounded."

"That doesn't make sense."

"You wanna argue with me?"

"No!"

Link nodded, "Even if we are on the same team, there can be only one in the
end, right?"

"Right, so let's move it and watch your backs...from me." Genera
laughed. They moved on.

Chuck, Link, Barrett, Johnny, Aaron, Genera took off down a hallway. The
dead they left behind did not know. The hallway narrowed. "What's that?"
Aaron asked.

"Shhh!" Genera snapped.

"But..."

Genera waved his sword up, "Shut up or I'll shut you up, belly first!"

Ahead was a smaller hallway with a narrow way to pass. Only one at a time
could go down it. Johnny shrugged, "It's just a hallway."

Genera nodded, "Then you..." he pointed his sword at Johnny's face, "Go
down it first." The little boy looked like he wanted to cry. But he sucked
it up and=2 0swallowed.

"I can do it." He said, proudly.

"Good boy." Genera said and nodded for him to go, putting the sword at the
boy's navel, "Be a man."

"I am." Johnny nodded and moved down the hall. He was in the middle when he
turned, "It's fine. Come on down..."

Almost just before this, Udi, Carter, Drake, Calvin, and Cally were in a
hallway too but it was twice that size. They saw round circles. Carter
asked, "What are those?"

Udi nodded, "I don't know but let's not touch em, okay?"

Calvin put his sword and his arm in the hole, "I don't hafta listen to
you..."

"Well?" Cally asked, "What is it?"

"It's a hole. Anyone walking down the other hallway will get stabbed if we
put our swords in here and lie in wait for them."

Udi rubbed his bare belly, "Yeah, sounds great. Look I think we should just
keep trying to find the center of this stupid maze..."

"But doesn't it make sense to try to slay as many trying to do the same
thing?" Calvin asked, "Listen...someone's coming now..."

Johnny turned, "Come on, follow me..." A round door opened sideways, making
a low hissing sound, from the portal and Calvin stuck his sword out and
stabbed Johnny as Johnny turned back to find out what that sound
was. "OWWWWW!8 0

"We gotta help him!" Link said and ran for Johnny.

Genera said, "No, we don't."

Chuck ran for them also to help. He ran into a sword and it cut his stomach
from dick to upper belly as it scooped him. He yelled. Genera moved now and
watched as he slipped past slimy sweaty bodies that tried to grasp at him.

Cally put his sword back in, "This is fun! It's like sticking fish in a
barrel!" Udi shook his head as Cally did this but Cally screamed.

Link had cut off Cally's arm. Cally's arm sprouted blood and it would not
stop. He yelled. Udi grabbed him, holding him by both shoulders, "Stop it!
You'll bring others to us! Stop it!"

Drake knocked against Udi's back, knocking Udi away from Cally and as he
turned from stabbing others, Calvin looked at his brother, "Bro! You suck!"

"Help me!"

"You can't goah...go on like that! There's no way we can stop the bleeding
and even if we couild...aw fuck!" Calvin stabbed his own brother in the gut
hole. Drake looked as Cally gasped in, his stomach sucking in as far as it
could go. Cally had one free arm and hand, his other on the other side of
the wall in the hallway having been cut off by Link. He shoved his knife
into his brother and they leaned in on each other. They huffed. They stood
there, embraced, knives into flesh.

Drake from behind, nodded, "They is20outta here!" He shoved his sword into
both brothers from behind Calvin and caught Cally in the belly via his own
brother, pinning them together. Between them a large mountain formed,
spraying cum. The two brothers rose up on their heels as they cam, their
dicks rising for the first time ever. They looked down even in pain,
Cally's eyes dimming. He shook. His dick shook sideways and felt his own
hip bone as well as his brother's hip bone. His head felt crushed but it
rallied and shot sideways to coat creamy chucks and chunks on the watching
Carter. Drake pulled loose and the brothers let go of each other, having
been hugging, after removing their own weapons from each other's flesh!
They gasped and fell as one, cumming as they wrestled on the ground with
each other. A tangle of legs and arms. It was difficult to tell where one
brother's body stopped being his own and the other began. Cally was crawled
over by Calvin who cummed up as he climbed over his brother's waist. Then
he collapsed forever onto his dead one armed brother. Who was cumming even
after he perished.

On the other side of the wall, Link said, "Got em!"

Genera stabbed him, "Got you!"

"Right in my guts! That's where you got me, me guts!" Link looked up at
Genera with betrayal in his eyes, "Fucker!" Link's big belly button was
stabbed. "Bar...Barrett!"

Barrett just moved past, "Sorry kid, that0s the breaks."

"You muther fucker!" Link looked up, "You...I saved you..."

Barrett looked sad for a moment and knew it was true. He then caught
Genera's warning look not to try anything. Barrett moved toward them but...

Genera shoved Link away into the wall where another boy stuck his arm
through, Udi stabbed Link in the back but with such force that the sword
went through Link and Udi jabbed it. It flew into Barrett as Barrett tried
to move to help Link while Genera slinked past the hallway. Genera inched
out of the way and ran to the doorway out. He was laughing. Barrett found
Link stuck to his body. Belly buttons stabbed. He lifted Link up to push
him away. He gripped Link's shoulders and pushed but Link was thrusting
himself into Barrett over and over and over. Every shove was followed by a
"MNNNNNNNGGA!" from Link.

Barrett gasped, "I'm sorry kid, I'm sorry! I love you!"

Link shoved, "I...wanna die with you! I want you to die with me!"

Barrett gasped and for a moment thought he couild throw Link off him but he
swallowed as he felt the metal in his belly button, tearing through it and
burning a path beyond. He gripped himself. "It's okay!" Barrett said,
"Let's die together!"

He rubbed Link's body against his own and they felt their growing members
wet and slick rubbing too. Belly to dick, dick to belly button, c hest to
chest, and navel to navel. They cam.

Udi turned, "That'll fix em!"

"This'll fix you!" Drake buried the sword in Udi's great abs and ran off.

Udi stood there. "I...I can't beleeeeefffffff you did....that..." His words
faded away as he fell to his knees. "Carter..."

Carter shrugged. "Sorry, man, it's the game I guess."

"Carter, finish me...don't make me suffer this...slow death...run me
through and make sure you slay me good..."

Carter nodded, "I will." Carter drove his knife into Udi and then looked
around for a fallen sword and then stabbed Udi with that, knife next to
sword, both metal pieces grinding against each other. Udi gasped.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Udi was on his knees and fell forward onto
Carter. Carter just tossed him aside.

Carter ran down a hall, alone. As he turned a corner, a sword ran into his
navel and was shoved in. It was Drake, "I can't let any of you live. You
guys got me this far..." Carter looked wide eyed at Drake. Drake nodded,
"Sorry but...die." Drake shoved and twisted and then removed the sword. As
expected, Drake saw Carter's dick empty itself and it made him touch
himself. He jerked his own dick out of its casing...

Carter covered his belly button wound with his hands, "Why?"

"I..I wanna live.  I guess...it's just...it's just the game, you know?"

Carter looked at his belly and then covered it again with his hands. "I
know, I know..." Carter died.

Drake smiled at his dead friend and ran down a hallway. He looked one way,
carefully wondering which way to go. "Hey fucker..." as Drake turned,
Genera stuck a sword in his navel.... "How's that feel?"

Dicks fired at once...



Part Seven:

John, Beamer, Alan, and Montar ran down a hallway that was perfectly
square. Behind them were what amounted to a giant fan, with gleaming sharp
blades, which turned so fast one could hardly see them. They had entered
this hallway from another where dying boys were all around, some hanging on
spikes that jabbed into their bellies from the walls, from the floors, and
from the ceiling; others were laying still alive with wounds from their
enemies, the enemies also laying dying or dead. It was so erotic that all
four boys immediately drew hard on woodies. Beamer felt sorry for almost
all of them but Alan told him to feel sorry for the four of them because a
giant fan blade lowered from the far side of the hallway and slowly began
to turn. "RUN!" Beamer yelled and not one of the foursome waited to see the
fan pick up speed, nor see the entire fan framework move along the hall,
devouring, splitting, cutting. The dying were cut apart along with the
dead. A sea of blood and body parts, cum and firing dicks filled the air
but the fan moved along the hallway at John, Beamer, Alan and Montar, who
ran and ran and all thought they would never find the end of the hallway...

Drake smiled at his dead friend and ran down a hallway. He looked one way,
carefully wondering which way to go. "Hey fucker..." as Drake turned,
Genera stuck a sword in his navel.... "How's that feel?"

Dicks fired at once...and as one...

"Aor, so fuckin good..." Drake puffed out from behind pursed lips...and
closed his eyes.

Genera had his short cut tight triathelete top on, red to match his red
thong. "I don't have time for more of this shit." He pulled his dick out
and finished a huge load all over Drake, who tried to stay standing. Drake
put his hands up on his slayer's shoulders and pulled. Genera snapped, "Get
down..." He unplugged the belly and let his sword rip back into it and
Drake slid down the wall now. Genera watched with a viscous curl on his
lip. His let his upper lip curl up on one side and mocked the dying. "Take
it easy...or hard..." As Drake hit the floor, his butt rammed to it, made
his dick fire off one last time and it splattered up onto Genera's fleeing
leg, dripping from there toward Genera's cleats...

"Shit no!" Alan gasped as he saw a crowd of boys in the hallway coming
toward them, weapons dr awn.

Beamer snapped, "Go back the other way!"

"Fan coming!" Montar yelled, and waved, "RUN!"

Ahead of them were Igno's Dalton, Ian, Ace as well as Jim's Stefan, Gus,
Jansen, and Jeeter. With them were Innout's Dled and Yoth.

Running and not able to stop so fast, Beamer smacked into Jim's Gus but
managed to grab the smaller kid, turn him around and yell, "That way if you
wanna live!" Gus's long hair in front, waved over his eyes but something
told him not to argue so he ran the way Beamer pointed him. He knew Beamer
as a steadfast kid, older but not mean spirited...usually. He sort of
trusted him.

In contrast, Alan whipped his sword out to two sides as fast he could swing
it from one to the other. "Get the fuck outta my way!" The sword point
whipped into Jansen's rolly polly belly and his buck teeth showed as he
opened his mouth wide and snapped it shut again to grit his teeth as his
belly was invade sharply. It was out as fast as it was in and air rushed
in. He felt something was missing...a hunk of flesh tunnel inside him and
he was right. It was. Gone to his back.

The sword, with bits of Jansen still on it, smacked just as fast into the
belly button of Jeeter and his long black hair flew as his head snapped
back and then forward. "AWWWW! FUCK ME!" One hand grabbed his ear ring and
the other flew in the air. His sword fell . He flopped into a
body...Jensen, who was left by the fleeing boys, "FUCK ME!"

As they leaned, belly to belly, hands on each other's chests trying to push
each other off and then they realized they shouldn't do that but cling to
each other, Jansen said, "Glad to, Jeeeeee!"

"Oh yeah, it's ready to burst!"

"I'm ready to blast your belly ..."

They hugged and their dicks solid between them grew up and up...pushing at
belly button ridge, pre cum there...when WHAM! The fans just hit them and
tore them apart in a vast explosion of flesh, blood, cum and boy meat!

Before that fatal mess, Jim's boy John, running, saw Igno's boy Ace with
both hands on his sword. Ace gripped the hilt in both hands, "C'mon! I can
take anything you wimps can throw at me..."

John was a bit bigger than Ace and weight just a bit more. But he had speed
on his side and he was gaining momentum on Ace. Normally, Ace would have
been more than a match for him in speed and maybe even strength and
definitely agility. But Ace was standing still. John put his two hands on
his own hilt and bent his elbows inward, his sword point on low. "I don't
have time for this crap!" John didn't want to look at Ace's very handsome,
very boyish face. The look of machismo, the look of bravery, that one had
when one thought they could win a victory in a f air fight. Unfortunately
this would not be fair fight. The point slammed and rammed right up from on
low and into Ace's belly button. Ace made a giant O with his mouth as he
was lifted by John. John, using momentum, while grunting the whole time,
lifted Ace over his head with the sword and the sword pointed behind his
own head. Ace's back played host to a popping point. John flung Ace off his
sword and behind him. Ace looked up as he held his tight belly, feeling the
wound and his own dick was rising to maximum potential. Ace saw the fan and
was the first to get totally wiped out by it, he was turned to so much gore
and fluid, which splashed on the other side of it.

Montar was holding Igno's little Ian under one arm. Ian had slipped on cum
or blood from Jansen and Jeeter but as he slipped, he issued forth warnings
from all to try to take him on. When he fell, Montar was nearest him and
avoided the kid's small trident ended knife...but it still scrapped across
his abs. Montar liked that and it gave him a reaction in his penis. He
wanted Ian to live thanks to that move. Plus the kid has spunk and Montar
told him this. "You got spunk, kid, being a fool like you, I'll save ya!"

As Ian protested the entire time, Montar wrapped a fist around the kid's
wrist, forced him to drop his trident knife, and grabbed him around the
waist, lifted him off the floor and put him under his arm. Ian yelled the
whole ti me, "Stop! Leave go a me! Letmme down! Fight me like a man! Don't
embarrass me, kill me with honor" and more stuff like that. Montar was
turned on by this.

As he ran, Montar saw another kid, Igno's Dalton, lean and pale in skin,
stand there with two knives in his hand, ready to fight for Ian. "Let him
go! I warn you, I won't let you hurt Ian!"

Ian was protesting this too, "No one had to fight my battles, pussies, I'm
no pussy!"

Montar smiled, kicked Dalton's right knee and Dalton fell. Montar was about
to run past but Ian's yell turned to, "Don't let him die!" Montar knew
instinctively that these two were either brothers, lovers or both and he
felt bad for both of them.

"Oh shit!" Montar looked back as the fans slew Ace, Jensen, and Jeeter even
before they could cum loose. "I'm a sucker!" He had already put his sword
into his thong when he encountered little Ian so he had a free hand. He
grabbed the thick calf of Dalton and pulled him along.

Beamer was ahead with the others including Stefan, Gus, Dled, and
Yoth. They had listened to Beamer and ran. But the fan was still
coming. Beamer looked as Montar drew Dalton's leg up and Beamer caught him,
"Wha the fuck??!!!"

"I was always a softie for strays!" Montar gasped, looked over his
shoulder.

Beamer turned Dalton back to his feet from his head, having been=2 0thrust
into the boy who was thrown to him upsidedown. "Wanna live? Run..." As
Dalton almost ran toward the fan, Beamer turned him around, nearly crushing
the cute boy's shoulders, "That way, fucker!" Dalton listened but Ian still
protested. "RUN!"

Montar and Beamer, Montar with Ian under his arm, ran. The fan was almost
on them.

Genera stopped at a hallway. A boy was there. He recognized the boy as
little Kyle from Igno's group. Kyle nodded to him and went to a door on the
far side wall. Genera went to a door on the side wall, adjacent to that
one. He waited for Kyle to try his door. Kyle opened his door, a spear at
the ready. One he must have lifted off a dead body for it was the type of
spear that the maze fired at people. Indeed, there were body stains on the
spear. Kyle opened the door and looked. "It's safe...wanna join up?"

Genera nodded, "I guess...I just wanted to check this...door..."

"Have it your own way," Kyle said as he stepped under the door. Three thin
spikes with tiny almost unseen smaller horizontal spikes on them, rammed
down from the top of the door frame. One caught young Kyle smack in the
navel as though homed in on it mechanically. The other two caught Kyle to
the side of his navel, either side. "OHHHHMAN! Help me..." his help me was
weak voiced.

Genera came over. "Now it's time to have some fun " He came over and saw
Kyle lean back a bit but this made his unflat tummy hardened and become an
even greater source of target and pain. But Genera noticed this little boy
was tough for the spikes were still trying to get through the kid's body
and weren't! "Wow, you are one tough bastard for how old are ye?"

"I...I..nine..."

Genera nodded, "I will help...you..." He touched the spikes in a clear area
from the tiny spikes and twisted causing the kid to squirm and the kid's
eyes opened wider and wider. "TO DIE FASTER FUCKING FOOL!"

"Oh no!" Kyle jerked and the spikes were now in his upper abs, his navel as
the focus point and his lower belly, not very far from the start of his
dick, which was situated in just a bare empty of hair area. He rose up on
his feet, "You fucker, just finish me!" The kid's little chest rose and
huffed, trying to get enough air in and out. Genera noticed a planet tattoo
on the kid's left shoulder.

Genera saw the kid's dick jump and try to spurt but it was a dry
heave. "Watta waste...I am trying to finish you...if not, it'd take a LONG
TIME TO DIE with these spikes in YOUR bellyyyy!" Genera's dick spit from
under his thong, reaching out from a side where his leg met hip bone and
hip lines. "YEAH BOY!"

The cum dripped on Kyle's bare leg and belly.20"Ohhhh, it burns, it
burns....it hurts..."

"Feel so good! C'mon baby make it hurt so good!" Genera twisted some more
and the kid's stomach and area around it looked like it was being mashed by
a mash potato spinner. Eventually, Genera had the spikes fully turned back
to the original position...from the other side! The boy, Kyle gave up the
ghost and Genera felt the body soften and leave. He felt the tight pain of
the kid turn to a limp nothingness and the boy even dripped a bit of
cum. "THAT `S HOW IT'S DONE LITTLE ONE!" Genera pushed both hands off the
kid and forgot him. He went over to his door and opened it. "It's gotta be
safe..." He jumped under it and turned around. He laughed. "Yeah that's
what I'm talking about." He looked in the room he was in. It was big. The
ceiling rose high. The walls were wide and sort of had a gymnasium look of
wooden texture. He swore that there were bleachers on the walls stacked
up. He heard a noise coming from the door he came into and saw Igno's Rusty
walk in. "Another little boy..."

"Oh hi," Rusty said.

"There is a God," Genera said, "You're VERY cute."

"Oh does that mean you will help me?"

"Yeah, where's your group?"

"All dead," Rusty nearly cried. Tears welled up but then he fought them
back.=2 0He tried to sound proud, "All dead but me. I live. I'm going to
make it."

On the other side of the room there was another door. Genera thought he
could always use this kid as a body block if he had to, "Well, come on,
let's get outta this room. I don't like the looks of it..." As he moved to
go to this other door, it opened.

Inside came Igno's Brent. Behind him came Jim's Alistair in his short cut
red briefs, dick evident and a big wet spot from previous engagement in
this maze game. Immediately, both took out two swords and held them
out. They faced Genera and Rusty but from across the gym floor. Behind him,
the door slammed shut...by itself. He ignored it. Genera took out his sword
and smiled, "This'll be easy..."

Suddenly and to the alarm of all four boys, came a loud sound. It echoed
from the center of the room and from the floor directly in the middle of
the room rose a rectangular slab. It rose up and up and as Genera pushed
Rusty aside to try to get out the door he came through, he found it
locked. He turned back, his back to the wall, Rusty thinking but not saying
that Genera was a coward. A big wooden block, like those used for scaling
was in the middle of the room now. There was one big hole that went right
through to the other side. A thick knotted rope suddenly sprang from a
contraption door in the hole's interior. On both sides of the hole t here
was now a rope which split at each end so that in a tug of war a person on
both ends could hold two hand holds which had grips. "What the fuck?"
Alistair asked.

In answer, a voice, almost female but not quite, said, "To get out of room,
you must win tug of war. Grip the ropes or die from spikes from above and
below..."

"It can't be a trap!" Rusty cried.

"Obviously," Genera said, "IT IS!"

"They're bluffing," Alistair snapped, "The maze runners are bluffing..."

Brent shook his head, "In this place? There's no such thing as a
bluff. I'll do it, you back me up."  As Alistair shook his head, Brent went
to the grips and picked them up in his hands. "Now what?" Alistair was
behind him and touching. He put his hands around Brent's hot waist. He put
his fists together over Brent's vertical almost rolly navel.

"Wait I guess." Alistair nodded and put his chin on Brent's shoulder to do
so.

The voice said, "The other side has two minutes to grip the tug of war. At
that time, if the ropes are not engaged, one side that is not gripping,
will be slain by spikes from above and below..."

Genera nodded, "You, grip em..."

Rusty nodded, "Me in a tug o war against those two? Forget it."

Genera nodded, "I'll be right behind you and=2 0give you the extra weight
you need. I'm bigger than both of those piss ants put together. With you
pulling..."

Rusty nodded, "Okay..."

Genera whispered as Rusty ran to the grips with enthusiasm, "Fool."

He came up behind Rusty looking at him like he were a sacrificial
lamb. Which to Genera he was.

The rope went tight. Rusty was pulled almost to the hole. "Hey, you help
me!" Rusty yelled at Genera who was behind him but not really pulling. He
was ready to let go of the little kid's sides as soon as he could or if
things got bad. Which they did. As Rusty was pulled toward the scaling
wall, the scaling wall opened up other smaller holes. Huge spikes came out
perpendicular to the wall and to the boy's bodies. Rusty looked down as he
was pulled to the spike. One spike touched in his navel. "If I die, you
die!"

Genera wasn't sure of this so he got behind Rusty and pulled. And
pulled. On the other side, Brent pulled, steadying his feet and behind him,
Alistair steadied his pelvis, for the pulling and back kick from his one
time lover Brent gave him a large dick which headed up straight for his own
belly button. On their side, they noticed the spikes also coming
out. "DAMN!" Alistair saw smaller spikes slowly rising from the floor! "If
it gets rough, get your feet up on the wall!"

Genera pulled and Brent went sliding toward the wall and he saw his b elly
button heading right at a spike. On their side, Rusty laughed, "That's what
I'm talking about!" Spikes rose up from the floor on their side.

"Hey!" Alistair pulled Brent's body and the two boys strained. They turned
as red as Genera's short cut top and thong. Genera was strong and pulling
Rusty and the rope. "Watch it!" Brent was pulled up to the spikes but he
felt the main one was in his navel so he ripped it sideways and turned his
body sideways as he felt his hands burning from the rope, the rope
twisting. Behind him, Alistair was steady but his hands lost grip on the
boy in front of him. His body was propelled forward, free of boy and
rope. The spike drew into Alistair's belly button as the kid was slammed
hard into the wall. A red splash was between Alistair's body and the
scaling wall. The spike was out his back but his hands were no longer on
Brent.

"NO!" Brent yelled, putting his feet on the wall, "NO! I'm SORRY!"

Alistair smiled, "No sweat. My choice. I die now. Finish them if you
can...if not, see you soon..."

"SHIT NO!" Brent yelled but with the rope grips still in his hand he had to
continue to push against the wall with his feet and tug the other way.

"You gotta get me off so you can..."

"NO!"

"I"ll do it!" Alistair jerked unconsciously but he ignore d it. A long line
of cum splashed up between him and the wall as he pushed off of it. The
spike was being seen now by him as he looked down...cumming out of his
navel hole of red. He pushed himself off of it slowly. On the other side,
Rusty held on to the rope grips.

Genera eased up on his pulling, "Did we get them both?"

Brent looked as Alistair's body fell, ripping as it did so as the spike was
not fully off. Alistair, from the floor, gave Brent in okay sign and a
thumbs up sign...just before yet another spike ripped from under his back
and through him and out his lower abs and another followed suit in his
upper abs. Alistair shook, his dick out fully and thick and uncut. He fired
five more volleys.

"DAMN!" Brent looked with amazement, pride, jealousy, and anger. He turned
to the wall, "You!" He bit his lip and then was pulled again and hard
toward the spike. He decided in a gamble. He jumped up as he was pulled and
he put his feet up against the wall. Onto the wall and he held himself
there, pulling horizontally. He strained and his stomach was at the epitome
of hardness and tightness, becoming flatter than ever. His navel looked
like a lazy eye now as he stressed all his muscles.

Rusty's navel was embedded onto the spike, for Brent's gamble paid
off. "OW!"

Genera laughed but pulled Rusty off of it. "Let me!" He managed to put his
hands in front of Rust y and Rusty let go and fell back. He almost hit a
spike but he managed to get to the back door area. Genera put his feet up
on the wall too and pulled.

Brent's stomach was strained to the limit. "I'm gonna win! I'm gonna kill
you suckers!" Brent yelled and he managed to pull the rope so hard that
Genera was almost at a spike. But then a hole in the ceiling opened up. A
long white spike, thin, not even a half inch, and curved like a giant white
toothpick lowered down, It zipped right into Brent's fine navel and out his
back in a quick jerk and then embedded itself into a hole in the
floor. Brent kept pulling, not feeling it nor seeing it. Then he felt
something like a pin prick in his navel and felt it kept going. Tunneling
through him. He looked down, even while pulling and saw his taut
stomach...and in the center the spike. He looked up, "No, fuckers! Not
fair! It's not fair! Not fuckin fair! What kinda game is this anyway?"

Genera pulled but Brent let go of the rope grips which fell to the side of
the scaling wall. Brent grabbed at the spike in his belly button but the
spike propped him in the air. He struggled to do crunches to do something
about it but then realized it was no use. He was already run through. He
was hanging in the air on his back. Alistair beneath him was watching...but
soon with only unseeing, staring eyes. Dick emptied and now limp across his
own knee, a trail of cum showing subsidence. Brent let go of the spike and
his arms hung there and his legs. Then they kicked as if to fight it all
off. The pain was intense and located only in his belly. It gave him ideas
that he might survive this. But then he felt his dick unload and sticking
straight up in the air. A rain of cum filled the room and even scaled and
sailed over the wall to land on Genera's head and leaked down his
forehead. It also landed clumps onto his bare shoulders and dripped
down. Brent kicked and each kick gave birth to a new volley of burning
firing cum shots. Then he slowed. His dick leaked some more but he lost the
fight. His hands lay at the side and downward, his feet hung. He was in mid
air and dying. He almost but not quite gave up the ghost with a loud huff
that echoed the gym.

Rusty looked up, "I think...I think they are both dead..."

"Dead." The fem male voice echoed.

Rusty said, "That sounds like Innout or maybe Igno?"

"Don't be stupid...I'll check if they are dead."

"No, you don't be stupid, look!" Rusty saw the door open on their side. The
door opened outward into the hallway. "We've won. You won. You beat them."

"It might be another trap. Listen..." They heard Brent still dying. His
moans, torturous grunts, as if he were being punched in the stomach and
releasing all air, continued. He screamed at one
 time. Genera dropped the ropes, "He's not dead yet. Don't go through that
door. It might kill you." For once, Genera meant something good for someone
else. "I mean it. Plus..." Genera saw that there was room between the gym
wall and the scaling wall. He could get in between and see what happened on
the other side. "Plus...I wanna see this kid's cool death. It sounds so
hot..." He rubbed his dick while Rusty found his way through the spikes to
recover his weapons as well as Genera's weapons.

"I gotta see this cumming cummy death. It sounds so hot..." Genera inched
between wooden scaling wall and the gym wall. He peeked his head around
before that and saw Brent kicking in the air. "Oh man, that's so cool. So
hot...so...I wanna..." Genera looked and rubbed himself, "I wanna see it
more...fully.." As he got his body inched between fully, the scaling wall
moved toward the gym wall and as it did this a metallic spike inched out at
Genera's belly button and slammed into him. His head jerked. His stomach
wobbled. "OH fuck! Oh FUCK FUCK FUCK! That's that's that's the deal!
Fucking deal!"

Rusty looked, and ran to him, "What can I do?"

Genera was jerking between wall and wall but it was crushing him, mangling
his belly and squeezing him at the back. His chest was collapsing. But the
pain all over was=2 0nothing...it was the spike in his navel was the
hottest thing he ever encountered. "Just get outta here. Save you self. I
like this anywaysssssssahahahat!"

Rusty looked and pulled Genera's arm and gave him more pain.

"NO! AHA! STOP THAAAAA! TAAAHHHHTAT!"

Rusty nodded and put Genera's sword into Genera's side and ran him through
side ways. It popped in just above one hip and out the other side. "Take
tat!"

"RUCK! RUSTY!"

"Die faster that way!"

"No! I wanna to last....awaawwwa! It's crushin me! My ribs! My chest!"

"DIE!" Rusty ran for the door. He reached for the knob to steady himself,
for he had hard wood in his thong, The knob morphed into a golden spike and
the door slammed onto him and speared him in the belly
button. "WWWWWOOOOO!!!" The door shut with Rusty attached to it. His dick
responded immediately. Again. "No win! No fair! No one can win this game!
ARGGGGGGFUCK!" He arched his back to get off the door knob spike but he
could not get off. The arching moved his uncut cock out of its foreskin and
his thong and it was ready to fire, white sperm boy goo at the head and
mixing with the foreskin which already had pre cum webbing all over
it. Rusty tried to ignore that but couldn't. He put his arms out to push
off but this move hurt more. He grunted to try to continue this move but he
died as he did. This las t sentence was on his lips, "You're right, Genera,
it was a trap!" Final cumming from him and final huffing.

The gym grew cold and dark, cum all over the floor.

Beamer's larger group ran out of the hallway into a circular hallway. This
new hallway was like a giant rounded drainpipe, fully round. All white. The
fan stopped at the circular hallway and vanished into a lower slot. Beamer
puffed, "I guess that's as far as it can go..."

Ian was let down by Montar, who rubbed his own arm and shoulder. Ian
whipped out a new trident knife and swung at Montar. Montar grabbed the
kid's arm and twisted it to make him drop it. Ian ran at Montar but Montar
held the kid by his hair and the kid tried to swing punches at him. He
couldn't reach Montar who smiled. "Thanks."

Dalton grabbed Ian and ducked as Ian took a swing at him. It was meant for
Montar. "Stop it! Bring it down a notch. This hot guy just saved our
lives. Mine as well as yours."

Ian puffed his little chest out, "I ...he did. I know. But I can still take
him."

Montar nodded, "Wow. I was right. You do got spunk and I'd like to see some
of it. The spunk I mean. The real thing."

Beamer surveyed who was with him now: Montar, Ian, Dalton (who was calmed
down Ian after Montar let him go), John, Alan, Dled, Yoth, Stefan and
Gus. "Phew that was close. Now that we've had a
 chance to catch our breaths..."

"What's that noise?" Dled, a chubby-ish, cute faced kid asked. He had the
face of the boy next door and long black hair, long in front, short in
back. He also, for his age, has a massive chest. His stomach was a slight
bit overweight. He looked up. A pair of giant scissors swung from the sides
of the walls, the center piece being the middle of the ceiling. "Oh no!"

The scissors caught him in the sides and split him up and down his entire
body. The back of his head went one way with the back of his body while the
front went another way. His eyes still looking at the others in panic,
slipped from its standing position slowly. The front part of his brain
moved away from the back part. His mouth, apart from his chopped esophagus
tried to speak to them, "Run for your life." His front body fell as the
scissors moved onward. The others briefly saw his bloody outlined rear
body. A giant pair of scissors cutting from the top of the circular
hallway, filling it and rushing at them...

Beamer gasped, "Here we go again! RUN!"

No one waited for him to say it, they were already running...