Date: Fri, 05 Sep 2008 17:05:48 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO  120

"Ever notice how a belly button can look so different. Hundred different
looks to one button...like the way you move for instance...look at yours
now...oh you can't, for if you bend..."

The Asian with dark skin breathed on me. I felt his warm breath, which
smelled like apple cider on my neck and chin. "Please, we...you've been
doing this all night, just....leave me please, like last time..."

"I really really really luv your navel, boy..."

"I...I know but it hurts so much....you've done tortured it so much in the
last..."

"This is the last....I won't be doing that to you any more....kid..."

My back was against the sheetrock wall. My ribs stuck out as I tried to
make my navel stick back to my spine but I knew from the past weeks of
torture by this member of Trio that that would be useless.I
swallowed. "Gaaa," I wanted to say something else but the cold point of his
knife steel touched my inner tentacle of skin in my bellybutton, rubbing
past my thick ridge. I edged backward but only hit more wall. I looked down
and saw the knife dig in just a few millimeters more and the feeling made
my dick fill with blood. My mound of abs stuck out now, for they were
pulled in as far as they could go but their muscles had to have room to
spread. The knife dug in straight but then with a quick jerking motion,
 the Asian put the hilt down and the knife point upward, making my ridge
act as a cover of skin for the point and I felt the point nub down a bit
under the skin beneath and rip into the bulbs just above the center of my
navel. It felt....  "Good! Ahhh, good....gaaaaa....damn! No! Aoi, stop!"

He didn't of course. Or for one second I thought he was going to, for he
removed the point where it was.

"You..you're gonna do it?"

The knife point went right back to where it was and lunged deeper, ripping
skin and tearing into my muscles above my belly button but from it and from
underneath. Then Aoi dug in and dipped the knife. I felt my upper abs torn
down and the knife, cold steel becoming liquid hot inside me, rip an arc
through me vertically as Aoi pivoted the knife, the hilt now moving upward
and the blade moving downward. I felt the 180 degree arc pass my upper abs
from within, my stomach literally burst, and the thin point jabbing through
intestine and down far far far down! I let out all the air I had in my body
and gasped for more air to come in, both at the same time, if that is
possible. My dick was impossibly huge and balloon like, thick too, up
against Aoi's under wrist and popping past it, smearing pre cum along his
strong wrist.

"This is the last time. I think I've grown bored of your navel and now I
give thee the ultimate feelin."


=0 A"I...pleas...plea...pee..."


I felt things break and tear in me but that damned point dipped down in my
lowest of low internal organs and the pain of it was directed at my dick
base, where the penis starts and that feeling of liquidy death and the pain
that close, made my dick strain its bonds and break free. A powerful burst
of bubble at my dickhead and I sprayed a thick, almost completely solid
line of volcanic white hot creamy cum! His nipples against my own rubbed
and nubbed, and hit and indented my own and mine indented his and at the
same time, they rubbed the skin around the tits. Cum rained from below and
and splayed on the nips, covering them from below and then dripping back
down from the under nipple girth,

"Oh yeah man, show us what you made of!"  He moved closer to me, and his
dick was lounging in his loin cloth and I felt it against my own, which was
out the top of my waist band. With his free hand, Aoi had pulled the waist
band down further, so that it leaned against and almost squashed my balls.

I breathed out fast and in just as fast.  "I...AHHHHHH! Do it! Put me out,
Aoi! Put me out! Slay me dead!"

"Yeah!"  He twisted and twisted and then moved that knife in places I
didn't think it could go. "Empty your fuckin nuts!"  He pressed his chest
into my own and his face was a mere half inch from my own.


0AI didn't have a choice. I was doing just that and it was mostly automatic
and I had no control over it. And that made me like it more! Not less. Then
I wished I had control because I wanted to shoot again and again and again
and feel that forever, which of course is impossible without magic. And
there was no magic involved in this other than the magic of how great it
felt and how awful it was all at one time. My belly was mangled all over my
torso.  I cam again and mingled the skin flesh and blood with white, like
some evil mad colored pie all over my own belly.

I wanted to never end and I wanted it to end right now, for a finale. A
final rest. A breather. A breath of fresh air but none of that would
happen. I was chewed up from my belly. Aoi pushed his whole body against my
own and my dick couldn't cum any more so it pre cam. My back was against
the wall and my dick against Aoi's lower smooth belly. "Per...perfuckedddd!
Ahgaggohyruck!"

"You're perfect, dude, now cums the finale! DIE! Die well! And you have! A
well of cum!"  Aoi let go and moved back a few inches. He examined his
handiwork, shaking his head in approval, his head going up and down in a
nod. I eyed him and then put my head up in pain. I shook. I looked at him
again in anger and betrayal and...love. He looked hot with my cum on
him. He moved at me.

"Oh God!"  I gasped. HeE2s cumming at me again. Aoi cam up my body with his
own dick now out and his loin cloth gone.




Aoi grasped the knife, which dangled in my mess of a gut. He made some
extra moved, unnecessary to get the knife out but just for my benefit. He
had started this torture death in mid night and now it the sun was peeking
up. I could feel it on my face through the bar windows. The bartender was
hiding behind the bar. Some patrons fled hours ago. Others stayed to watch
in awe and fascination. Aoi tore the knife out and my gasping cry made
everyone hot and bothered. Dicks all round. With sweat on my back, I was
stuck to the wall, for an instant. Then I slid slowly but I buckled off the
wall forward. Aoi watched and he found his sword by the door and...hey,
anyone could have taken it and stabbed him in the back while he was jutting
into me...but they would be dead if they tried, I knew that. Aoi put his
knife on the floor, dripping my fluids, and as I buckled forward, he found
a spot on my lower belly, how I don't know, a spot that was still free of a
cut, of a rip. He jabbed the sword right in there and tore it up to where
my navel used to be.

Funny enough, I still felt as though my navel were intact and there. As he
stuck it, stabbed it and plunged it through my body leftovers, I felt as
great as though it were flesh intact being stabbed. I leaned down and
brought the sword with me as Aoi just leaned20it down with my weight.  I
fell in a heap onto the floor, onto my belly, onto my face, at his booted
feet. The sword removed from my meat and a gaping hole was left that made
me feel hard again as I swooped down to the floor. I heard his laugh
and...it turned me on some more. Unfortunately I let loose all my cum
already and the only thing my dick could jump to was a sort of dry
heave. Then I kicked a bit and was still, the last feeling of Aoi's booted
foot on the small of my back. He bent and picked up his knife.

The bartender stood up, "Are...are you done for the night?"

"I believe so. Remember, this town is ours. We do what we want with it and
we kill who we want and when we are done, we are done."

"Yes, we heard."

A twink under the table came forth, "We'll tell other towns."

"I'm counting on you doing just that."  He walked up to the tall twink, a
strawberry blond with a nice lean but skinny body and a slight light
colored treasure trail going from navel to dick area, covered only by a
breech cloth and THAT area stuck out. He also had lite peach fuzz over his
torso, lite colored and not thick. But he was excited by all he saw.

"That Trio is here and doing unspeakable things. That Trio's become...as
evil as those they have fought in the past. That...Triohhhhhhhhhhh..."

C2


"Perhaps not counting on it being you to do the spreading of the word. You
talk TOO much."  The Dark One pushed his sword into the tall guy's
navel. The twink was at least a foot and a half taller than the Asian but
it mattered little as his navel was pushed into his spine. The sword was
removed quickly and then the knife replaced it as the Dark One shoved that
in just after. Then he removed that. The victim's hands went up to the Dark
One's shoulders and Aoi just looked up at the shocked face the strawberry
blond made. He dripped as he gripped Aoi's shoulders and his body slowly
slid. Face to face in a matter of moments, Aoi laughed into the blond's
grimacing face. The blond made faces to bear the pain and the pleasure. His
dick was moving up as his body moved down. It slid against Aoi's belly, the
thick shaft long as well. Moving up, pre cum left a trail on Aoi's belly in
a straight line going in and out of Aoi's navel.  The twink huffed as if
trying to resist the death that was forthcoming. And cumming.

The twink spat from his penis slit and covered his own peace fuzz with a
showering of cum which umbrella-ed all over him.

"Tell," the twink said as he slid some more, his face buried in Aoi's
chest, then his upper abs. He held onto Aoi's back and his hands slid too
from there but remained longer than the rest o f his body. He reached up to
grip Aoi, to try to pull himself up but Aoi shook him off and the twink
fell, Aoi's knife removed by the fall. Aoi held it and
laughed. "Ohhhhaaaa. Ahhhh. Telillllllllllllll."

Aoi laughed. "So shall all die if we wish it. Now you can tell those in
hell."

He walked out and the bartender looked at others in the bar, afraid. A
little boy came from behind the bar, "Sir?"

"Yes, what are you doing in here?"

"I followed Trio here. Why are they doing this, sir?"

"They have been corrupted by all the death they wrought on others. They do
what they want, when they want. They are evil. And you, son, stay away from
them."

"I will. But they used to defend the innocent...the helpless."

"And that is why now, they feel they own us. To do with us what they want
to please themselves and their bloodlust."

"I'm afraid."

"I am too."

Outside, the blond of Trio jabbed his spear into a muscle man near a cement
building wall. He laughed and with both hands spun the spear in the man's
thick abs. The man had a thick waist but the blond of Trio tore it about
and apart. The Dark One walked past and nodded in approval. The muscle man
sunk down but then rallied and stood up and rushed at Sole, his body
impaling itself20some more as he did so. He reached out toward Sole, who
just said, "Are you kiddin me...."  And he stuck the spear in deeper and
deeper until it jutted out the man's back, straight out. Then the point, as
seen by his friend nearby, went to the cement, grinding against it. The man
moved and the friend could see the point dip as Sole made the shaft go up;
then the opposite, the shaft went down and the point went up. Sole moved
it. "Do the right thing, do the left thing, and shake it all about! That's
how you do the holey poking!"  Sole mangled the song as he mangled the
man's belly. He pulled the spear out and then removed a knife from his
thong and stabbed the man in the lower of low areas just above his
dick. The man jerked and his formerly un-excited dick, now made movement
out of his loin cloth upward, a thick uncut dick.




"Gaaa, my guts. Cut..."  The muscle man fell at Sole's booted feet, never
to stir again. A pool of cum and blood mixing beneath.

The friend was trying to back away and Sole and Aoi ignored him. Coming
from a smaller concrete building, a well built Latino, also of Trio, found
his way behind the friend and wrapped an arm around the man's body, his
hand resting on the left nipple. "Don't go. I wanna have some fun too."

Inside the building he just left, sounds of dying men echoed. The friend
gasped,
 "You...you sound...they sound....you already had your fun. Let me live,
please. Spare me."

"Sole?"

"Sole? Then you are...you really are Trio."

Pare massaged the man's lower area, to his right, using his knife. The
knife scratched from leg to the tender area between hip, leg, and flexor
muscles. The man winced and his erogenous zones made him jump as the knife
hit more than one. So far so good. No stabbing on him but he knew his time
was short. It made his dick upward expanding. A very veined circumcised
dick rose that way. Pare moved it aside with a flick of the knife, not
really hurting it, just litely tapping it aside. It jumped some and it was
ready to pre cum. Three drops squeezed out as the slit parted to the man's
amazement. He looked down. "Yes, we are Trio. Find it HARD to
believe. Well, it's very hard innit?"

"Please, if you are Trio, then..."

"WE ARE! Why do you people refuse to beeleef it?"  Pare pressed the length
of the knife into the skin, not really cutting yet.

"Then then then then, spare me!"

"Yeah!"  Sole rammed the spear into the man's navel, which had an
upsidedown horseshoe like effect as it stuck out and in at the same
time. He leveled the spear in at an angle but jerked it to a straight line
into the man.

Pare laughed but j umped as he felt the spear exit the man's back and tap
on his own navel. "Hey, watch it, Sole!"  He laughed as he saw the point
out the man's back making circles. The man gasped.

"Trio! You can't be! You can't be! You can't beeeeeeeeeeehhhhhhgukkkkk!"

"Die!"  Sole stabbed.

"NO!"  Another man ran out toward his lover.




Pare wrapped him in a hug and brought his face up to the taller man's chin
and jabbed his knife into this one too. "YES!"  He jerked the knife every
which way. Sole unstuck the man he was slaying and the man popped. Sole
found cum fly onto his lower belly and drip down to his dick under his
thong, making him excited. As his victim sank down onto his knees and
folded his body, his back in a sort of strange praying like position, Sole
took his thong down and jerked himself raw over the bare smooth back, that
the man's spine was visible on. Sole emptied his nuts over the guy's entire
body after wetting down the back.

"Wet back."  Sole laughed as he shook his cum free, long lines dripping
down onto smooth flesh.

The man, all this time, huffed to his finish. His dick stuck up again and
cam onto and in between his nipples. Up his chest where the breast plate
met. Flowing up his neck. Then he caved in and died.

Pare made a gorge in to the man he stabbed with his knife. The man twisted
and actually jerked his body all the way around but Pare grabbed it and got
behind him. As the man turned, half way, the knife made a long dragged slit
from navel to hip and hit the bone there. Pare jerked it out and now he had
the knife on the man's upper abs, making meat out of them open and exposed
to the air. The man gasped. Pare's dick was in his ass now and he jerked as
he held the knife in the upper abs. The man jerked. He cam as Pare jerked
so hard the knife went in the upper abs, then another jerk...  "AHUHFFF!"
...and the knife was in the mid section. Another gasp. "AWFFFAAAAA!"  Pare
jerked and cam inside the man's ass and as he did the man yelled again and
again with every jerk. The knife, with each movement, sinking in. Finally
the man sunk so low, Pare had to bend but as he bent, he also jerked and
his dick was like a flagpole in the man and jerked the body upward and the
man as he jerked upward too, shot another incredible chunky load up. Pare
yelled.

"Yeah! That's the spirit! Have sum fun as you cum! DO IT!"  Pare yelled as
he shot inside the man so much that his cum overflowed out the butt hole
spots not plugged by his own Latino thick dick.

Pulling thong back up, Sole kicked over his victim's praying body, "I
thought he said spear me."  The man c rumbled. "Ahh, it's an old joke."

Pare pulled free of the man and rounded the front, his knife still in the
man, now in the man's hard meat between navel and dick. The man jerked a
load and it lit up Pare's tanned dark Puerto Rican belly. And dripped from
there to his own pubic area as well as Pare's...but Pare had few if any
pubes. The man fell and died. Pare laughed. Aoi was behind him and slapped
his hand on Pare's bare shoulder. Sole nodded in appreciation.

The boy from the tavern came out and looked at them. "These people did
nothing wrong."

Sole walked up to the little kid, "We know."

"But...but...but..you're Trio, you can't do that!"



"Course we can," Aoi joined Sole. The boy gulped.

"We just did," Pare said from behind, pulling up his loin cloth.

"We left the children and women alive. Trio doesn't kill them."

"So...so you really are Trio."

"Yes, kid, tell everyone that Trio has turned over a new leaf. We've given
up trying to find ways to everyone's else's times and homes and worlds. We
no longer give a shit. We've had it. Now we indulged ourselves."  Sole said
this tight-lipped in a way that scared the boy. "Make sure you tell all."


"Oh...okay."  The boy said as Trio turned and started to walk away. "But
where...where will you go now?"

They shrugged, almost as one. "Another town...it doesn't matter..."

"They really don't care."  The boy looked around at the male bodies and
heard the groans from the buildings.  "They...they are bad now. Trio's
bad. Trio.....Trio! Trio!!!!."  The little boy called, "TRIO!!!! Come back
here! Come back, Trio! TRIOOOOOO!"

To be continued....