Date: Mon, 21 Apr 2008 11:27:10 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO 11.5: SIMON

Simon looked around him. He wasn't in England anymore. "Wha the fuck?"

"You fight or you die," a voice said.

Simon looked up and a saw a hot slim blond teen, young and fem, with a
golden crown on. The teen was at a throne on top a building. This was an
arena. Simon flexed for this teen without making it noticable. "HOw's I get
here?"

"It's my device," the teen said, "It brings all who fight here. To fight to
the death. Are you ready?"

Simon was disoriented, "I just got here..."

"
 That is the point...and one you may feel in your belly button. In this
arena you have to prove yourself as soon as you get here or die dead. Oh
and one can only stab one in the belly button. If you stab someone anyplace
else, my archers and spear boys will get you in your navel. Understand?"

"Perfectly!"  Simon was handed a thin sword about two feet long. He swung
it a few times, "WHen does this fight..."

"Begin!"  The Slim King said. "I am Nolo, king of the arenas."

A big muscled giant of a man, dark with tanned skin and with a bald head
but with an island of blond hair in the center and pony tail hanging to one
side, came out, he has handsome and macho and more muscled than Simon. He
had a spear in one hand and a small trident sword in the other. "Shit!"
Simon said as the man approached.

"I am Korl, your slayer, puny boy!"

"Oh yeah!" Simon met his spear with his own. He found the trident
approaching his stomach and jumped back.

A skinny smaller guy came up behind the king, Nolo, and felt his abs up and
came to sit on his lap. Nolo put his hands and folded them over the guy's
stomach and fingered his navel with various fingers at various times. "You
like this new arrival?"

"I like them all, Yurl."

"But this one has something the others haven't?"

"Yes you see it too?"

"I wonder what? A brain? Not just a nice body?"

"LEt's see if it matters, if he survives."

"I am sur
 e he will," Yurl smiled and turned his head to kiss Nolo on the lips.

Simon swung his sword but the trident met it and the spear rounded at his
navel. Simon kicked the spear and the giant man dropped it. Simon swung at
the man's trident and it moved away a bit. A trick. Simon didn't catch that
until almost too late. He swung at Korl's belly button area but the trident
was winging his way...his belly's way. Simon was able to jump back just in
time and his navel was nicked a bit as was a part of his stomach..a line of
cut went from almost hip to hip. "Fuc!"  Simon moved back but Korl charged,
trident out. Simon feigned a kneel but came up and used his free hand to
grab the trident shaft. He held it up but couldn't for long. THe trident
was aimed at his navel and getting lower as Korl's stronger power moved it
downward from on high. But this left Korl's belly wide open. Simon didn't
wait. He shoved his sword point into Korl's very big HALF DOLLAR SIZED and
wormy navel (with three sections in it like a triangle all popping out
slightly but when Korl moved sometimes they popped inward). Plop sounds
were heard as Simon shoved the sword in. Korl screamed and dropped his
trident. The point hit Simon's navel but bounced off with no power behind
it.

Yurl could feel Nolo's penis rise under his butt. "You do like him, my
king."

Nolo smiled and licked Yurl's neck, "Not as much as I love you, Yurl. This
turns me on, I need to see you in my quarters right away!"

"Oh I look forward to it...see what he is going to do now my king?"

Simon drew the sword out. Korl made a "Ugnnnngh," sound much to Simon's
satisfaction. Simon held his own cut with his free hand and plugged the
sword back in to Korl's hard belly. This time he drove it up to the
hilt. "Unggggnnnn!"  Was another one. Out. Simon took pleasure in
resticking Korl again. "Unghnnnnungaaaaawkkk!"  Simon pulled out and
stepped back to watch proudly as Kork fell face down in the sand. Hips
jerked. Korl had a great time as he died. Simon noted that and raised an
eyebrow. He looked up.

"So king, what...am I free?"  The king was gone and so was that little fey
guy he was with. Nice bods but rather small.

A large guy came into the arena, "No, no," the guy told Simon who took
another fight stance, "I am the Gladiator Master. I will show you to your
quarters."

"No, no," the king called from the barracks' gates, "I want him with me in
my chambers right now!"


TO BE CONTINUED...