Date: Fri, 22 Aug 2008 17:55:39 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO  113

The next morning, Kala was walking toward the desert. He had a spear and a
sword and he was taught how to use it. He knew the basics from Gordon. With
him was a British sailor who was sun burned and who wore a half red
coat. It was a hot day. The pair reached the plateau where the women,
children, and old folks were. Kala walked up to one woman who sat cleaning
clothing while another prepared some type of food at a kiln.  "Woman, I do
not know you...."

"Sure you do!" Pare turned around, dropped the dress and pulled off animal
hair from his head, "Hope I don't have any lice from that thang!"

"Kill him!"  The British man rushed Pare with two swords.

Kala took out a sword also! He came at Pare's back as Pare met the swords
of the British man with the sword he took from yesterday's battle!!!! Pare
flew down onto his knees, and Kala stabbed the British man in the guts and
the man gasped. Kala looked shocked as he realized whom it was he
stabbed. The British man tried to raise his sword at Kala but Pare stabbed
him in the lower guts, under Kala's sword and minced it upward to rub
against Kala's sword. Pare gasped, "Ohhh, I like that rubbing action!"

Kala took his sword out of the British man who gasped with the
unstabbing. "You....you dressed as woman!!???"

The other "womenD took off animal wigs too. Dahl said, "As we all have,
Kala. The real women and children and oldsters are far away, safe from the
likes of you!"

Kala turned, the sword in his hand bloody with British gore. The British
man held his belly button but Pare yelled a victory shout, a battle cry and
dragged the sword up to the wound and the belly button and did some
butchering of his own.

Kala turned to the warriors approaching him in a circle, "NO! No! I was
just...going along until I found out their plans..."

Pare whisked his sword out too and the British man finally fell backward in
a gasp. Then he turned, still on his knees, rubbing the rocks on the ground
and held his sword like a spear and jabbed it right into Kala's belly
button. Kala yelled, "NOOOOO!"

Pare slowly stood up as Kala slowly started to sink, "YES!"  He inched the
sword in some more overhanded, "Feel that!???"  As Kala started downward,
on one knee now, Pare took a different grip on the sword hilt and palmed it
so that he could shove it in some more and he gave it a quick thrust in,
fast and furious to the joyous sound of Kala's grunting gasps.




"UH!UH! Hassashhhhhh! HILLLLLLLLL!"  He gasped as Pare shoved it in some
more and twisted and rounded the sword on an upward angle, then a lower
angle. "I...I..forgive me..."0A


Pare smiled, "You're forgiven!"  He rammed the sword all the way through
and then in a quick move, took it all the way out.

"AHHHHHHH!"  Kala held his guts and his missing belly button around that
area. He looked down at it, then up at Pare's eyes. Pare showed no mercy in
his eyes. He dropped even his smile.

Dahl came to the struggling Kala, who was on both knees now and slumping
backward. "I too forgive you. I shall make it quicker for you."

Pare nodded.

Jenga said, "Must you?"  He was with both hands down his loin cloth. "I was
so enjoying this."

Dahl had a long spear and as Kala was on his back, Dahl shoved it into his
stomach and dragged it up to the upper abs and finally to Kala's heart
where he dug a deep pit. Kala hugged the spear and gave loving gasps until
his final sighing mutter. Dahl left the spear in his chest. "Damn, we were
supposed to leave one of them alive."

"Naw, it was more fun this way, besides, we have that one's jacket, nice
and red, it'll look great on me," Pare said, "And we still have the idea
that the women and old men are giving themselves up."

"What about the kids?"

"Well, you've heard of effigies?"

"Straw men?"  Jenga asked.

" Yeah!"  Pare nodded, "Well, we'll just have straw boys and girls."

"Let's do it," Dahl said, "We have the longest spears ready."

"Good," Pare smiled, "I can't wait to let at them with it. Puncturing
bellies is what I do best!"

"So I see," Jenga said. "So I see."  He jerked and jerked and jerked. "Oh,
man's that's the way! Feel that joy juice on your lowest belly!???"  He
gasped as he cam a bit and then some more, "Oh, yeah, a river for your
dying self! Get over it, all over his abs and crotch!!!!"  Finally, he came
on Kala's lower of lowest areas.  "Oh, man's that's the way! Feel that
joyjuice on your lowest belly!??? Hahahayeah, boyeeeeeee!"

Pare smiled, "I worry about you, Jenga. But after all, you're a boy after
my own....my own?"




"Dick and belly button!" Jenga came over and with his wet penis hanging
out, slapped it on Pare's thick right upper leg where the cum splayed and
dripped in tentacles. Jenga landed a kiss on Pare's mouth at the same time
and Pare threw his tongue into Jenga's mouth. Pare took his dick out and
they rubbed penises together.

Dahl grew jealous and gripped his hand over his other hand on the long
spear he pic ked up. He rubbed on it and twisted it in his hand. As Pare
kissed Jenga deeply, he saw images in his mind:

To the theme song of tortured bellies n eventual deaths via stabbing, Aoi
(whom Pare still thought was named Sole) and Pare had sex and Sole (whom
Pare wrongly recalled was named Aoi) joined in, the thrill of it all
heightened by the butchered belly sounds around them.

Pare wondered why these images didn't come to him when he had sex with
Dahl. Maybe because there were other bodies around and two were dead! Dahl
gripping his spear so tight that his palm ached, joined them and started to
rub Pare's sides. Pare kissed Jenga's chest. On the ground, getting hard
was Mayo, who was jealous that he couldn't join in and upset. Even his
raging hard on, which made him strip off his loin cloth, hurt. It made his
body ache for sex and for Pare in particular. But as he grew via blood
filling his inner dick vessel, he hurt and knew that his wound still needed
to heal but he didn't care. He would take part in the battle coming up if
not the sex before it.

Pare felt Dahl's tingling touch on his sides and his lats. He shivered from
joyful feelings all over. Dahl reached around with both hands and cupped
over Pare's tits, making them hard as pegs. Jenga upped his dick toward
Pare's lower navel, which jutted out like a second penis.

Pare thought:

The points slid against the
 shafts and went into the boys' belly buttons, the area that was left. Aoi
(Sole) and Pare's bodies met each other and they were chest to chest,
breathing heavily. Hot breath on each of their necks and faces. Their lower
extremities met each other as they struggled. They managed to get their
arms out and gripped each other.

Pare began to spurt but he squeezed his balls so that the cum would not yet
fly. This would give it more of a load and firing power when he did finally
burn his hot boy juice out. It seemed to Jenga, who looked down at it, that
the white froth was ready to come out as he saw the top of it peeking out
the reddening slit in the center of his uncut dark dick! Dahl slid his dick
into Pare's asshole and shoved in hard. Pare yelled.

"Shhhh," Pare kissed Mallick's lips and licked his neck, drawing his tongue
out. He felt his chest against the kid's heaving chest and their stomachs
touched for a bit. Pare took his knife out with his other hand and drove it
up slowly against, lightly against Mallick's bare lower belly and up to the
navel and then stuck it in upwardly...




Pare saw the boy's mouth open to a perfect O and the mouth leaned on Pare's
neck and went down it. Pare held the kid up a bit and said, "Okay, you
weren't a coward, but you are dead. I wish I knew your name..."  He was
dicking up the kid's bel ly button with his own penis, "Yeah!"

The kid moaned one last group of breaths, "Bacan, Bacan..."

Pare cam on the kid's chest, "Die Bacan, honorably as you tried to do your
business. Now I do my business all over ya pumping chest!"

"OHHHH!"

"OHHHHH!"

"HULLLLLLLLLKKKK!"

"ILLLLLLL!"

"GURRRNGURRRRR!"

"LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL

"TUTTUTUTUTTUTUTTHHHHHHhuh!"

Dying boys all around Aoi and Pare. Sole reached them and saw one boy
hesitate. "Sorry kid."  Sole reached with both arms, reached down and arced
his spear so that the point caught the tawny kid's stretched out firm body
in the navel and arched right through the kid and out his back. Sole got on
the other side and pulled it through the kid, who jerked and kept his eyes
open the whole time.

Pare felt Dahl inside him and Jenga outside him but rubbing his dick all
over his belly button, sliming it with pre cum. Then Jenga let loose.

"UHUHUHUH! HUH! HHUH!HUH!HUH!HUH!"

Some of the 14 dying boys were just stabbing their blades right into their
navels quickly, leaving the metal stuck in them. A few were not. A few were
stabbing in and out really fast, once, twice, some even a third time. And
still more were stabbing their navels really slow. One blond kid with
freckles and a big navel put the knife=2 0at his belly button and didn't
want to push in...at first. The weird sensation the blade stirred there
made him wonder and his penis sprang up a bit, semi aroused with the head
growing a bit. He inched it in ever so slowly. At first, he and others near
him feared slaying themselves like this. A long string of his blond hair in
front was not cut but grew out like a tail but in front. He let it dangle
over one side of his face and blew it away so he could look down at his
navel being punctured. "Damn!"  He moved it in more. After fearing this,
the boys who moved their blades in slowly, found they liked the sensation
of it moving in their flesh ever so slowly but steadily. "Fuuuaaahhhcccc!"
He turned to look at the kid next to him, who was eyeing his own vertical
slit belly button which had a blade from a knife in his two hands moving
in. The kid, brown haired with long uncut hair, felt himself being stared
at. He diverted his gaze from his belly button being stuck to the kid and
smiled.




"Ul" and "Gawk" and "Ow" won't do justice to the great sounds Pare heard
from this. While he was doing this, he heard other groans of the dying as
well as the death sounds of guys that both Sole and Aoi were stabbing
dead. Metal through flesh. Smooth hairless flesh. Naked or almost naked
flesh.

As Jenga cam all over Pare's bellybutton, the cum parting at the bot tom of
his thick outtie and splashing up and over it to drip back down on the
hard, very hard, top of the navel, Pare thought he had the names Aoi and
Sole mixed up. That Aoi was Sole and Sole was Aoi.

"Dang! Sole come over here, man!"  Pare called to the cute blond, "Quick
git thee over here,man!"

"Naw I got em right!"  Pare gasped as he still held his dick from spurting.

Aoi came over, removing his spear from the belly of a tall kid who looked
at Aoi with soulful eyes, hoping against hope that Aoi wouldn't spear his
guts. Aoi did spear his guts. "Oh man, you so cute and good lookin, why'd
ya do that??"



Aoi moved to Pare, "What do you want now?"

"Now?"  Pare jumped on Aoi's front and downed him. Aoi's back fell on two
kids who were lying side by side and they were both alive and wounded but
dying. Pare had let go of his weapons and jerked his bottom at Aoi's belly,
"YOU!"

Aoi laughed, "Pare, this is not the time for..."

"I know. That's why it turns me on so...so...so frigging much!"  Pare took
off his vest and his denim cut offs, "I can't take it any more! I need this
NOW!"  His efforts drove them between the two boys and the two boys were
now on their backs side by si de to Pare and Aoi--to either side with Aoi
under Pare. Pare took out two knives, one from his leg holster and one from
his waist band and drove both knives into the belly buttons of the
kids. One kid had a nice long, long outtie which was laid waste to and the
other kid had a kind of wormy outtie/innie. Both winced and jerked
upward. One almost sat upright. Penis heads bobbed out of thongs. Brown
hair flew. Red hair flew. As he stabbed in, Pare jerked his dick into Aoi's
belly button. Aoi kissed Pare's chest, bending down. "Don't bend!"  Pare
shoved Aoi back down.

"Hey, take it easy!"  Aoi laughed, his blond hair hanging onto Pare's
shoulders.

Pare kicked back and hit the head of a kid who was just about dead. As he
jerked up, he took his knives a bit out of the bellies of the two kids but
as he jerked back down and cam a pool load into Aoi's navel, he stuck the
bellies again and again back down, back up, back down. "Oh, yeah, fuck
yessss! I'm shootin!"  Pare bent his head down to Aoi's neck and kissed and
licked. Aoi returned the favor and did the same, ending his longest kiss to
Pare's mouth. Then he rolled Pare.




The locked bodies rolled over the kid to Pare's right and the knife, left
in the kid, was pushed by the roll of Aoi's hard body..pushed deeper into
the kid's bare belly. The worm was squashed20on one side but okay on the
other but the knife found its way into the innards of the kid, who
screamed. Aoi turned Pare sideways to this kid who was under them now and
their lower bodies were now on top of other dying or dead guys. Smooth,
hard, soft. Legs, arms, bare bellies. Broad backs, muscled shoulders all
under Pare and Aoi as they rolled sideways. Aoi got on top now and with his
strength, lifted Pare's lower body upward, pulled his own loin cloth down
and stuck his dick into Pare's anus. He jerked and jerked, "You..."
Jerk....  "Are...unghnnng..."  He jerked out and in, "The only...."
Forcibly Aoi held Pare's side cheeks and stabbed his penis into him,
"One..."  Letting go with one hand, making them tumble onto other dead guys
or dying dudes, Aoi took out his own knife at his knee holster and stabbed
a body near by in the side and drove it down until he found where the belly
button should be, stabbed the inner navel, and gouged out the belly button
from the side! Stabbed the navel from inside first and then gouged it
out. "Who..."  The kid's screams turned Aoi on more. "Wants...."  Aoi
jerked in Pare more and more. Pare smiled and bit his lip. "THIS!"  Aoi
shot a load inside Pare, moved out and shot another load over Pare's nice
belly button, filling it with a pool of20white rivers. A lake inside the
outtie. Pare swished it with his index finger and some shot up between
navel and finger. As he said this, Aoi also jabbed his knife back into the
same kid and took it out and then he jerked his whole body over to another
bare and uplifted belly as a dying kid was finishing dying in an arch ready
to cum and Aoi stabbed that uplifted belly button too. The kid shot a load
and it hit Sole in the lower belly, his smooth dark skin contrasted against
the white that dripped all over it toward his penis.

"Hey you guys, no fair to leave me out like that! Leave me doing all the
poking around!"  Sole laughed.

Pare got up and retrieved all his weapons, unplugging the kids' two bellies
to get his knife, "Sorry, Aoi, I just couldn't wait," Pare said.

"I called that one Aoi? No, I Must be remembering it wrong..."

"Right there!"  Dahl yelled as he cam in Pare's inner buttox.

Pare squirmed and jerked and he shot a load too.

Aoi wanted to stay on the ground, "Feels so good...so good, down here."

Sole looked, "Damned dangerous if you ask me. Any of em could still have
enough energy to stick you two while you were doing each other."

Pare puffed, getting his sword and spear (the spear being lifted off a dead
boy), "I know, man, that's what it m ade it even more sexual, man. Turned
me on, knowing that any of em might at one time at any moment, might stab
one of us or both of us in our belly button holes!"

Aoi turned onto his back, "It is hot, Aoi."




Hmmm? Why am I remembering it like that, Pare thought. Aoi called Sole Aoi?
Something's screwed up. I'm not remembering that entirely correctly or
something.

"Can we get on with this?"  Sole said. "Since you two have already gotten
off with it?"

"Sure," Aoi stood up and found his knife and weapons too, "And I promise to
take care of you later, okay?"

"Look forward to it," Sole said, "Now, can we take care of the rest of
these. We want NONE alive!"

Aoi bit his lip, "Gosh, I would like a slave..."

"A slave?"  Sole mocked.

"I dunno," Aoi smiled, "To hold my stuff."

Before Aoi put his loin cloth back on, Sole came over to him and grabbed
Aoi's "stuff", "I'll hold ya stuff fer ya! There, how's dat feel?"

Throwing his head back and then forward to look down, Aoi said, "Cool! Hot!
Good!"

"C'mon, let's kill em all!"  Sole shouted when he let go.

Aoi got turned on by that all over again and as his deflating penis,
dripping, flopped out of Sole's grip and banged against his lower boy belly
to the right of his leg between leg and the lowest area of his trunk, his
penis started to throb up again. "Yeah, kill em all!"

"No problem with that by me!"  Pare stuck a spear into a kid who was trying
to roll away from him, the kid only having a hip wound. "Will you stay
still so I can kill ya!?"

Pare screamed as he let loose all over Jenga's chest, stomach, and arms,
shoulders, chin, ears, and lower crotch area! Dripping with a rain of white
chunky boy cum!

Later...in that sunny afternoon...



Stabbing a boyish belly, Pare wondered as he felt so good doing it. The
tingling of it was going up his sword from the boy's hard stomach. This one
was like stabbing a hard thick piece of meat and the belly all around the
navel was stressed but covering to resist the sword point, a futile
effort. Pare's arm tingled as the thrilling waves of pain and throbbling of
the boy belly traveled up the metal up to Pare's hand, wrist, forearm,
bicep where it thugged at him before moving on up to his shoulder and chest
where it reached his very heart and his heart felt glad. He stabbed this
thick stomach harder and the boy made appropriate accompanying sounds! It
was hard but it could not last. The belly button was like a pin cushion
center and he was sure pinni ng it! Pare felt like he was stabbing a rock
hard piece of meat and he was: one that was alive! At least for now. It had
gone well until the British officers Conway and Gordon had seen through the
deception and readied their swordsmen to attack, waiting. But as they
waited, they realized the natives had long, very long, unusually long
spears.

Dahl lead with the long spears and behind him was Mako, still hurting and
Pare tried to make him sit out this battle but the wounded beauty would not
hear of it, and Jenga. The long spears found their marks on the belly
buttons of many a swordsman wearing the British jackets, open at the belly
or for some open all the way. Some Britishers did not wear any jackets. But
as the spears got to the British, they began to cut the points off. The
natives rushed in closer, spearing more and more of the crew. But Pare had
to flip, dropping his spear into the belly of a British youth, a cabin boy
who was blond and reminded him of someone. Pare flipped, holding in his
spearless hand, the sword he took from the British in the previous
skirmish/massacre of Polynesians. He flipped and landed in between swords
and spears. He held the spears of another with his free hand and instead of
the British youth in front of him cutting it off, it cut his navel
off. Pare swished it out of him fast and into the side of another British
man and it cut into him deep. Pare didn't wait, he let go of the spear and
grabbed the sword arm of20another and stabbed him in the belly button and
pulled out. The man fell moaning and he died fast, something Pare was not
used to. Pare kept fighting like a madman, yelling and stabbing, lunging,
parrying thrusts, thrusting into another belly and another and another. As
the natives advanced, even their cut off spear heads caused some damage to
the bodies of the British colonists would be slave owners. Even cut off
ends of spears could rip into a body or in the very least knock the breath
out of one. Pare fought and many a Briton went down. But more and more
came. Soon, there were 20 swords pointed at Pare's neck!

To Be Continued.