Date: Sat, 19 Apr 2008 08:36:33 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO  10

"These look cool," Pare said. He was pointing to a stand with to a high
necked collar with vertical lines running to the bottom of it but not all
the way down. The clear part of the collar has two shoulder straps running
under the arms. The stomach and chest are bare. Small vertically lined
shorts with little leg but more of a point toward the outer leg, leaving
most leg bare. Boots or shoes or sneakers worn with thick ankle bracelets
or coverings also lined vertically.

"Too oh I don't know," Aoi said, "Too, uhm, passive."

"Oh maybe you're right," Pare said as he, Aoi, and Sole walked through the
market. It was like an Earth Arabian market place with men in hoods and
Arabian robes, selling, hawking, and pushing wares. Or wears. "But we have
to find somethings. My digs are covered with sweat, gore, and gunk that
just won't cum out any longer. Not to mention the rips and stuff."

Puerto Rican, Pare had long brown hair, blue eyes, a black leather vest
which ended above each mid rib on either side. A nice outtie was in the
center of his smooth unhairy belly. When he laughed or moved a certain way,
his abs formed a mountain range. His outtie was like a giant curled worm
with an upside down smile as the scar in the very center. Time had him less
more serious than Aoi. Pare was dark, he was not as dark as Aoi. He was
more olive skinned with a trace of Cuban perhaps, lighter but still darker
than white boys. His legs were even more developed than Aoi, his arms a bit
more muscled and his chest less muscled. His hair was currently was crewcut
on the sides and the top of his head had thicker hair, a sort of island in
the center, with the thicker part of his hair pulled back to form a thick
tail at the back, dangling over his neck back. It was cut short in front,
long in back to his neck line when down. On his bottom he wore skin tight
leather shorts and black low ankled boots.

Sole shrugged, "I think you look all right. You've washed them enough and
they look clean."

Aoi frowned, "What about me and mine?"

"Try something on that table," Sole laughed.

"Well that yellow loin cloth..."  Aoi countered, "You have on has just
about had it."

Aoi was dark skinned, slender bellied with a vertical slit for an innie
belly button. His legs were tender and smooth, muscled to a fault. His abs
were curvey but not overworked. His constant stance was one of confidence,
legs spread apart, smile on his face with pearl white teeth. Long jet black
hair to his shoulders and beyond to his shoulder blades all around back
with some shaved just above both ears and down the back, green eyes. He
wore only cut off denim shorts open at the top, no button but the belly
button they revealed. He looked slightly Asian, Filipino perhaps. On his
feet he wore blue slip ons, also denim material.




"I like it," Sole looked down at his own hard abs, "But you might be
right."  Sole was blond with lite aqua sky-blue eyes. The blond hair was
usually long to his tits in front and far down his back behind, mid way to
the back, almost to his heavily tight buttox but now it was tied up into a
thick ponytail. He was the most built of the boys and his chest stood out
massive and proud. His stomach was tight and flat but was most like a river
valley with the center a half innie, half outtie; a kind of raised ridge
about the whole thing; a heavily scarred center which was sometimes looking
as if it were out more than the ridge, sometimes not, depending on the
boy's stance.  He had on a yellow loin cloth that didn't cover much, and
stood out as his constant boner poked at it. He was somewhat taller than
both Pare and Aoi and he was maybe more strong. He held a large spear with
a thin point. At his rope belt, he had a small knife. His skin was perfect,
smooth, muscled, unblemished. His nipples stood out as rock.

"Okay," Aoi said, "Maybe we all are in need of a change."

Without warning, a body came flying out of the sky and swung sideways at
the trio. A head hit Pare's stomach, a buttox hit Sole's chest, and legs
bounced into Aoi's upper abs. All four bodies fell. "Offf!"

"Damn!"

"Owww!"

"What the....?"

"You alright?"  Sole pulled Pare up.

"Yeah but what hit us?"

"He hit us," Aoi said, helping a boy to his feet.

"He?"  Pare moved past Sole to find out who the boy was that did this to
them, "He who? I'll show him a thing or..."

"He," Aoi waved down. To an angelic face, cherbic, big brown eyes and long
lashes. A boy staring at them. Then at him, Pare. "He looks..."

"He looks about ten..."  Pare said.

"If we're rounding up," Aoi put his hands on the boy's shoulders.

Sole bent down, "We won't hurt you."  He looked in the boy's eyes. The boy
looked at Pare.

"My heart is melting," Pare said, "He's cute."

The boy, brownish sandy hair just stared. He was looking and staring but
whether or not he was registering anything, the others could not be
sure. He wore a plaid vest, a button down white shirt, and olive green
shorts, school boy black socks and polished shoes. "He...he looks so..."
Aoi peered around the boy's front from behind, "...so innocent."




Not happy at this turn of events was a boy who was watching from behind one
of the stand carts. This boy wore the white robe like hats of the
Taureg's. He wanted to keep the sun off his head. He also wore white baggy
tie pants and white slip on shoes. Pointed. Other than that the boy was
bare, bare stomach with a peach fuzz on his belly and a curled belly
button, swirled and whirly, with some hair lined under it, black but not a
lot. He was totally dark tanned and had a faint trace of coming lip hair
but not much. He wasn't large but he was well defined and looked as if he
could give any of the trio a fight for their lives. He cursed under his
breath and left. Caliph is his name. At his side we wore a curved knife
with a pearled hilt and he had a curved sword in his opposite hand.

"Who are you?"  Pare bent down and said very slowly. The boy
stared. "I...am...Pare..."

Aoi and Sole exchanged gleeful glances. The hubbub of the people in the
market at the falling of the boy, seemed to quiet down. People in this land
were used to strange occurences. They went about their business. Aoi
teased, "And I am....A....o....iiiiii."

"He's deaf, " Pare stood up straight again, "He must be."

"It could be the shock," Sole said, "The shock of coming through the
vortexes to here."

"I wonder if he can talk?"  Pare asked, "Can you?"

"I'm Sole," Sole bent down now and took the boy's shoulders, "We will watch
after you."

The boy didn't smile exactly but he did seem to like Sole and Pare and
Aoi. His stares cut into them and they thought he saw into their
souls. Each gulped.  He looked at them but didn't seem to understand them
or their surroundings and yet...he did get something that no one else
did. "He...let's get him out of here and to the woods."

"Good idea," Pare said, "Maybe he's too afraid."

"I don't think so," Aoi looked around, "He...I think it's something more,
something else."

"So much for new clothes," Pare shrugged. He took the boy's hand and Sole
took the other hand, "C'mon."

Later in the woods, it was growing dark. Aoi and Pare were gathering
fruits. Sole was at the old log they took camp at and he had a small fire
going even though it wasn't cold. It was hardly ever cold in this
dimension. "Not much for talking are you?"  Sole asked. The boy stared at
the fire. "Oh, how about listening?"  No response. "Do you want to know how
I...well me and my two pals, came to be in this place? How we fell into
this land?"  The boy looked at him. It pierced. "Oh I see. You do have an
interest in something, hey? Okay sit down....here is how we came here...we
were in Earth....on Earth and not here when..."

Earth: near past: when the Trio had super powers:

Aoi appeared out of thin air and in a nuclear reactor, "This cannot be shut
down."

Pare and Sole were in the reactor. Pare said, "We know that now. What else
did you find?"

"I found it was sabotaged," Aoi said, "I don't know who yet."


"Well come on, we only have..."  Sole looked at the counter on the wall of
the pink chamber, "Hey someone's moved that dial....teleport now!"

A huge blast opened up a hole in the space time fabric and the Trio were
engulfed by the blast but the vortex seemed to shield them from the fire
and the rip in the air swallowed them and closed. It left the fire on
Earth.

"Damn!"

"Shit!"

"Fuck!"  Sole got up, "Wad the fuck?"

"Lookatwadwe got here, fellas!"  A tall, lean boy with a patch over his eye
and a headband and kerchef over the top of his head said. He had low slung
blue denim pants, a nipple ring, a bellybutton ring slung over a flat
innie. A lanky body with red hair. And he held a huge sword in one
hand. Sole looked behind him and saw more youths, about ten. Each with some
kind of pointed weapon in his hand. Knives, tridents, swords, rapiers,
clubs with points on them, and some he didn't have names for. The ten moved
around them in a circle, surrounding them. All had no shirts on, beat up
crotch covers, some wore suspenders hung low, some had suspenders but no
stomach cover, their bellies sticking through the suspenders. A few had the
denim one piece hanging down off their bellies. Another had on brown sweats
slouching low below his hips almost showing his penis area. One had a
thong, one had a gi, one had a g string. All were fairly muscled but not
overly so. The patch guy came up to Pare, who stood second.

"We don't want a fight," Pare said, "We're not fighters."

"Pare," Sole started to say.

Aoi moved behind Sole, "We don't have our special powers. I cannot teleport
or thought think."

"I know, neither can I," Sole murmured, "And these guys..."

"Are gonna kill us," Aoi whispered.

Patch came up to Pare and put a hand around his back, under his vest and
rubbed, "I can tell that you are not fighters. Good for something though,
huh?"

Pare's throat moved, "I can see you want something."

Patch said, "Yeah and I will take it too."  He rubbed more and more. Sole
watched, could only watch. Aoi watched the growing circle move closer to
him and Sole. "Know what I wanna do?"

"We...we will give you what you want," Sole said, "And we're good at it
only....only don't hurt us..."




Patch looked only at Pare when he answered Sole, "Hurt you? We ain't gonna
hurt you. It's the fun part we have...to do...making you feel the pain as
we kill you. Then you know what we do with your dying bodies? Sometimes we
eat you out, sometimes we just eat you, and sometimes we just have our fun
after you all are dead."  Patch laughed and his breath hit Pare hard. Pare
winced. He also saw a set of gross teeth. Patch saw Pare flinch,
"Wadsamatter you? You not like Patch?"

Pare put his hands on Patch's bare back and rubbed back on him. He felt the
teen's spine. Then he rubbed along the side of Patch's body to his stomach,
"I can pull something for you...."  Pare said.

"Oh you will and then I will pull your heart out of your chest," Patch
said.

"Oh yeah?"  Pare grabbed the ring on the navel and pulled it hard. It
ripped out the navel. Patch bent over in pain and yelled.

"OWWWWWWWWWuch! Kill them now!"  Patch yelled and screamed, "Him first! NO,
I will do him! You kill those two puffs!"

Patch moved at Pare but Pare grabbed the nipple ring and pulled it off.
Patch screamed but backhanded Pare's jaw, "Little bitch boy!"  Pare went
flying to the ground, face down and stayed there.

"Look, just leave us alone!"  Sole yelled.

"It's no use, Sole, they don't have a soul," Aoi said, "We've had it."  He
ran at Patch as Patch took his sword and held it over Pare. Patch used the
hilt to hit Aoi's chest and knocked him on his back. "Don't get up and
you'll know a faster death."

"He can't get up," Sole yelled, "Start with me!"

"No, first this one and then you and as you die, you both will see me kill
the ring puller," Patch raised his sword. A flash came by. "Oh."  Patch
looked down and saw a sword full in his belly button. "Oh."  He looked up
and saw a slender but very muscled and tight bodied Chinese man, very cut
abs, jet black hair, almost a Bruce Lee. "Oh my."  Patch looked into his
eyes. "You? Feng?"

"That is my name," Feng said, "Now this land will rid of you and your
pirate boys. Today."

"I see," Patch fell off the sword, pulling himself off.




Sole stood where he was. Pare rolled over and Aoi was already viewing. Feng
was whirling his body and in one hand was his sword and in another was a
schmitar--a long knife with blades on the hilt as well as the center
stinger. The thonged boy pirate took the schmitar to his navel and the
other points went to around his thick ridge on his big, big belly
button. Feng swished it around and around to make the ridge mush. He pulled
heavily out of this thong boy and slashed it toward the enrushing guy next
to him, gutting this one and with his sword waving to another, he cut the
guy's chest and moved the sword down from breastbone to belly and once
reaching the belly, he shoved it in harder and all the way. Pulling it out,
the body fell but Feng didn't notice. He was kicking with both feet at the
same time as he was killing all of these. On his feet, he wore two blades
that popped out and stabbed two more runners in their guts. He swerved his
legs so that the feet blades cut gut outwards from below hips and landed on
his feet. Another tried to underhand knife him but Feng got out of the way
and the knife arched down into the belly of another coming up behind
Feng. Feng easily buttered his knife on the flesh of the one stabbing his
pal. This left three more. Feng saw Sole try to rush to help, "No! Remain
where you are!"  One with a club came at Feng but Feng grabbed the shaft of
the club and avoiding the rock point that was tied to the wooden shaft,
pulled. He pulled the guy that held it at him. He held out his sword and
the guy, trying to resist, had his own stomach making such contortions as
it pulled back or tried to as it also moved forward as Feng moved him at
him. And the belly button of the kid pirate made contact with Feng's sword
point. Hard and true. "Gaaaakkkkk!"

Feng said, "Die."  He shoved. Point in past backbone. Thrushing through
guts and innards. Out back. In and out again. Feng turned to see the other
two pirates jumping at him. Feng dropped his own sword purposefully. He
whipped out another knife and held this up and his already out knife and as
the two landed, they landed on one or the other, gutting themselves on his
upheld weapons. Feng smiled, the only time he seemed to as they landed. He
went, or allowed himself to go with them. His hands followed their bellies
down so that when they landed, their bellies landed on the tips of the
uppointed weapons. They shoved themselves around but couldn't get off the
points. Legs thrashed. Cum spilt out. Feng, finally, moved the blades
around some more and removed his hands but left the blades in. The boys
enjoyed their final cums on the blades as they sunk their own flesh down on
them. Sole watching, was sure the hilts were going into those hard abbed
bellies. Gone in. Feng came up to him. "I will help you."

"Who...who are you?"

"I am a rich man. I came here a long time ago, to this land of pain and
violence. I try to help those that like myself find themselves helpless
here."

"Can you teach us to fight like that?"

"Know one thing...there will always be someone better than you and your two
friends. There is someone better than I. What makes people like these who
die here now different are that they either don't know what they are doing
and try to do it, or they don't care and turn to evil and pain..."

Pare stood up and was over a dying kid, "Aye, hahaha, you die with a blade
in you instead of a dick!"

Feng went over to him and took him, turned him around and slapped him
across the left side of his face. Pare felt it and tears came to his
eyes. "Also know this, you. And you and you. You do not enjoy this until
you are confident enough to do something matching it yourselves."

Aoi stood up, "Will we ever?"

"If you live, you may," Feng knowingly said, "I will show you all."

"I...I am sorry," Pare said.



"Make jokes when you have slain those that would slay you. Those like these
who would kill and butcher you as they would a cow. And then step over you
as though you were no more than a rotted piece of meat...you may act like
that and joke and do as they would when you realize or come to know that
you can and will stop them from doing this again to yourselves and to
others who may need your protection."

"Then we need you," Sole said, rubbing Pare's face.

"I am sorry I hit him so hard," Feng said.

Pare stood aside and took Sole's hand off his cheek, "I am not."

"You learn already," Feng said and put an arm around Pare, "Let us retreat
to my home."

"And?"  Sole asked.

"And I will show you all you need to know to defend yourselves and others."



TO BE CONTINUED...