Date: Sat, 3 Nov 2012 13:45:07 -0400 (EDT)
From: J
Subject: TRIO 125

TRIO 125

To Trio's right, the arrow boys kept firing. Clay, Hen, and Trio's own
muscleman Gep rammed into them. Gep lead them, passing up the somewhat less
muscular Clay. Gep heard one arrow boy meekly pleading, "Stop. I'll shoot
you. I'll shoot you."

Clay heard the very muscled Gep mock the boy, "Ahh, you not gonna shoot
me!"  Gep laughed. His tight abs flexed as he ran at the kid.

The kid shut one eye as he aimed, a pretty faced black haired boy with semi
short hair. He pulled the bow so that his ribs stuck out and he said, "I
tol you."

The arrow stopped Gep...but only for a moment. It thukked directly into
Gep's rounded and heavily ridged belly button and a piece of flesh that
always stuck out inside it was demolished. Gep stopped, looked down and
said, "DO YOU THINK THAT WOULD STOP ME?"  Gep took a few more steps and his
head jerked and his bandana fell off as another arrow met the one alongside
that one.

"Yup," the ribby black haired kid smiled, "I do."  He winked at Gep. Gep's
green eyes met the kid's.

Gep felt his stomach give way almost so he flexed his abs and felt the pain
more profusely, however it felt good, too and his dick jumped some more and
he felt wetness this time. His solid mass of abs centered on his navel
where the prick burned and yet when he felt overcome by the pain too much,
he had to let go of his flexing and the pain was less but threatened to
overcome him totally so he flexed more than not, knowing the end was near
for him. This made him even more excited.

"I...don't...usually ...kill...anyone...as...not my own size..."  Gep ran
at the kid as the kid had another arrow in the bow and Gep swiped both
swords at the bow and cut it down. The kid fell back with a child like yelp
and landed on his back. The 15 year old was black haired and his looks made
him seem younger. As the kid tried to get up, Gep stabbed both swords into
the kid's crunched up abs, directly in the dark tubular navel area. The kid
yelped some more.

"oh no," he yeeped. His smooth stomach hosted two swords, ripping his navel
open more and more on both sides and then as Gep stuck it in some more,
from inside. Unlike Gep, he did not even try to flex his abs against it, he
knew it was useless but he wanted to try something else. His hoarse throat
was able to eek out, "Mercy..."

Gep nodded, "Okay."  He unstuck the kid and raised both swords up over the
kid's bare belly button, which raised up too as the kid's hips thrust
upward, trying to bare the pain. "LIKE THIS!"  He shoved both swords into
the kid again, right in the navel and at new positions. The kid gasped.

"NOOAWWWWOW!"  The kid's arms and legs both flailed upward as if his arms
and legs formed a kind of four poled tent. Five if you count his dick,
which was huge for his size and which was thick with blood inside...and
which as the kid reached, burst to a full raging cum-splosion. His gasping
in pain did not subside right away. As Gep moved on to the next victim, the
kid could still be heard.

While Gep killed this kid, Clay and Hen deflected other arrows that other
arrow boys fired. A few were deflected in their comrades' bellies. Hen hit
one arrow boy and his arrow shot from the turned aside bow and shot into
another arrow boy, both of them attractive...and his arrow shot wild and
hit the arrow boy who shot him. "Right in the bellyeeeeeeee!"  Hen followed
suit by stabbing another arrow boy nearby who aimed at Clay and that arrow
boy's arrow shot into another arrow boy's navel who was aiming at Gep, who
occasionally grabbed at the arrows in his own belly button. Gep yelled and
waved his sword at other arrow boys who aimed at him. There were five of
them and they turned and ran.

Clay smacked his sword into an arrow boy's side and cut through it, leveled
it straight as it came out and moved it deeply into another arrow boy's
stomach, pulled it out and swung it around his body to stab at an arrow man
behind him. This one was older and determined and pulled his arrow along
the bow even though Clay had already stabbed the archer in his bare six
pack, directly in the hollow navel. The man fired his arrow and it went
right through Clay's stomach and out. Clay looked down and gasped. He
covered his wound with his hand, flat to his stomach. Clay used wrist
action to butcher the man's belly area and saw a nice trail along it down
to his showing pubes. He wore a green speedo but only just. Clay shoved the
sword in some more. The archer grabbed the arrow in his stomach, "I'll take
you with me!"

"We die together then!"  Clay pulled the sword out and shoved it in again
but this time just on top of the navel and then dragged it up and in again,
taking some of the man's finely tuned ridge.

The man reacted, "Oh not there! Not ther...no that!"

"Yes that!"  Clay pulled the sword point along the treasure trial that lead
down the belly to just above the man's dick shaft and then he unplugged the
man and buried deep in his navel again, "AND THAT and THERE!"  He
twisted. Another arrow landed in Clay's navel. He shook the man off his
sword and the man fell sideways, his speedo not containing his six inch
dick which went off with a line of cum jabbing the sky. The man's face
looked unstaring as he tried to bare the pain. Clay grabbed at three arrows
in his navel and churned them around, "SEE THAT FUCKERS! I can withstand
anything you throw at me!"  Clay turned and swung his sword and cleaved
three smaller guys in half at the stomach and kept turning his sword belly
range. He cleaved but didn't fully cut in half three other arrow men. One,
a blond, looked at his belly stalk that hung out his belly, the flesh cut
up around his intestines, the major one being the navel start of it,
hanging. He gasped.

"OH NO!"

Clay smiled, "Oh yes, you fucker archers!"  He killed many more before
falling to his knees and a muscle man warrior who saw that Clay, Hen, and
Gep had taken out all the arrow boys and arrow men, came over to them and
admired Clay. Even so, nodding in approval of Clay's bravery, he raised a
long thick sword at the body of Clay who was on his side. Clay turned onto
his back but his legs betrayed that he was trying to stand up, even with
arrows in him. He managed to rip two of three arrows out of his navel in
intense grunting pain but as his hips thrust upward, the muscle man, older
and bulging, laughed and nodded at him...

"You fought a good fight, warrior but you cannot hope to out fight all of
us so now I..."

"Spare me!"  Clay asked. It was a stalling tactic but he meant it, too. He
didn't want to die now and here, like this.

"I will," the man stuck his sword in the ground near his foot.

"You're gonna do it, you're really gonna do it! Thanks man!"


The man picked up a fallen spear he found, "With this!"  He jabbed the
spear into Clay's navel and drove it through is back into the hard ground
below.

"I thought you said you would spare me?"

"Ohhhh, mmm, arghhh, I thought you said spear!"  The man moved the spear
around in the navel, shifting the shaft from below, sideways and
above. Clay's navel was smushed into itself, collapsing skin into flesh and
mangled innards. Clay jerked as far up as he could and his dick came from
his speedo and he burst sexually, exploding a cloud of vanilla colored
liquid man juice all over the man's belly button and abs. The man, a
veined, bulging muscle man laughed and shook in pride. That was when Hen
drove a sword deep into his navel and kept it going in but it took Hen all
of his strength because the man was so muscular that the body fought the
impaling. Hen shoved and shoved until the hilt was up against the man's
stomach. The man smiled at Hen as if to say, "Lookatme, I can take all you
can give."


He said as much, "I can take anything you can give, runt pussy! I believe I
have taken all you have to give now, wimp!"

Hen nodded, "If you say so."  With that he swished the sword all around,
half withdrew it from the man's back so that he had some leverage. As he
did this, the man tried to fight back and took the spear out of the jerking
Clay beneath it. Clay's dick spat more and hit hit Hen in the leg and upper
back as he rocketed through the air. "I have a lot of fire to give, though,
man of muscle! DIE!"  Hen jerked the sword out and with his free hand,
knocked the man's spear from his hand so that it fell back into Clay's
belly button again, point buried deep in a new angle. Clay grabbed at it
with both hands and held it aloft, but his body fell back to the ground but
rocketed up again and again, only to fall back down, to rocket again, each
new thrust creating a new round of sperm to fire through the air, the
burning pain slowly increasing to a sizzling frenzy before finally
subsiding. As Clay clung to life, his body could not thrust as high and
after about ten thrusts upward, not at all. His life fluid that sprang from
his dick also receded and just a thick foamy trickle was left oozing from
his limping dickhead cock! Hen stepped back and by mistake, his elbow hit
the spear in Clay, causing Clay more pain and he had one last jerk left in
him and he jerked it up and his dick shot up again and fired a new volley
of cum. This new cum hit two more muscle men in the faces and blinded them
so that Hen could swipe his sword across their bellies, slitting them open
and soon having intestines pouring out. Hen left them to die slowly and
stabbed three others in quick succession in their navels. They all reacted
differently. One tried to bare it and stood his ground so Hen yelled, "Drop
your sword!"

"NEVER!"  this warrior had some kind of accent. Hen didn't wait to find out
what it was and stabbed him in the navel again. The other two reacted
differently.

A blond just dropped his sword, put his hands up, an stepped back, "Please
don't kill me! Please! I didn't want to cum here today at all. They made
me!"

Hen shook his head and jabbed his blade into the blond's smooth belly at
the button and smiled as the blond went down yelping. The other one, a
brown haired hippie type just folded and crumpled and played dead. After
slaying the first two, Hen made sure to stab him in the navel after turning
the faker over onto his back. Twice. He stabbed him a third time for effect
and the hippie type jerked in his own juices. Hen laughed.

Gep slayed all the other arrow men and boys. Hen fought and killed many as
well. Muscle men came at the two. Hen jabbed one after the other in their
navels. Gep, arrows protruding from his belly, stabbed many down.

Hen gasped, "They just keep cumming!"

Gep laughed, "Yeah as we kill em, they do."

Hen laughed, "You know I always loved how you fought."

"I know. And I always thought you had potential."

Hen stabbed down a muscleman's navel, holding his sword at a new angle,
"See how wrong you were."

Gep laughed. A kid that came at him, got past his sword and moved in on
him. The kid grabbed the arrows in Gep and moved them in some more and
rammed the arrow heads out Gep's bare vee back. Gep gasped and sucked in
air almost at the same time. Hen turned from felling two muscle men twice
his size and turned and stabbed that kid in the back and the point almost
hit Gep, too. Gep's dick grew larger as when the kid fell, his slender,
smooth, hairless body rubbed against his chest, abs, and lower stomach as
well as his dick. Making it all the more sexy to him was the fact that
behind the falling dying moaner was Hen, body tight, sweating, ready to
kill for Gep.

"You a hot boy, kid!"

"I know. You love how I slay, too, don't cha?"

Soon, he and Hen were back to back, facing about 12 muscle men who came to
investigate. They swung and killed them but 12 more took their place. Hen
turned to Gep, "I...I never told you. I was in love with you."

Gep, the arrows still in his navel, felt them rub up against Hen's solid
abs. Hen was not a muscle man but he was lean and muscled. "I...I always
knew that, kid. I knew. Some day I intended to do somethin' bout it."

Hen kissed him deeply, "Today's the day, my hot warrior muscle man!"

As two muscle men approached each of them from behind, they drove two
swords each into each one's lower extremities and curved the swords into
their bellies and out. The men fell back, four dead or dying gasping
warriors. Four more came at them and four joined them from the side.

Hen looked down and saw Gep have a sword point come out his belly button
and enter his own. It burned point fire into his flesh and through his
navel wall and out his back. Hen swallowed. He looked down and saw his dick
rise against his own belly but a shake of his body made it nub into Gep's
ample penis which Gep managed to uncurl from its foreskin. The two sword
fought with their dicks and smiled down at them and then at each other. Hen
dropped his swords, too, and put arms around Gep's large frame. "This is
it."

Gep smiled as his dick erupted along Hen's smaller but smooth lean frame,
"This is SO it."

"Fuckin hot!"

They locked lips and nuzzled from side to side. Their heavy breathes were
felt on each other's smooth man skin.

A long haired muscle man who was blond with curly locks, smiled and had a
spear with jagged points on it to the tip, smiled and came behind Hen and
jabbed the spear into Hen's mid back and arched it down to Gep's belly
button. It ripped out Hen's belly button and tore hard into Gep's,
obliterating his ridge and taking the innard navel with it. The blond
smiled and churned it. He nodded to his buddy on the other side, behind
Gep. This partner had a red Mohawk on his otherwise bald head and muscles
all over and wore a united's lower half, his dick extending it and wet. The
Mohawk guy tore a more plain spear into Gep's back and out his navel, what
was left of it, tearing new bits out of Gep, including former navel meat
and mushing it into the belly button of Hen, who had his navel already
embedded by sword and spear. Then, Hen and Gep from this, fell to their
knees. The blond smiled at his partner, "Follow me lead. Follow em down."

"Allright, our comrades and lovers can take on Trio and the rest, we have
so many men we have time to have a little fun with these two fuckers!"

"Fuck you!"  Hen snarled.

Gep smiled and jerked his dick up Hen's body to hit the shafts in him with
his man shaft. "No, kid, let's try to belly fuck each other!"

Hen agreed and nodded and as they fell to one side in pain, gyrating and
jerking, moving up and down so as to try to get their dicks into their
navels too, their two enemies held the spears and tried to keep the two
aloft but the weight of Gep's bulk made them lose control and they fell to
one side, laughing as Hen and Gep slowly died, kicking, and jerking, arms
around each other, kissing, locking lips, exchanging tongues in their
mouths and feeling the painful burn of shaft invading their manly muscles,
abs tightening around the shafts to make the shafts part of their own
bodies.

"AW fuck ple...pleassssahhhh!"  Hen gasped, jerked a new way so that his
belly crunched, and lost control of his body and involuntary moves overtook
him as he died in a kick....

"My brave little warrior boy N lover!" ...Gep following quickly and shaking
uncontrollably. Penises flowed freely as both let loose their burning love
and pleasure, followed by the blond and the Mohawk guy who let go of their
weapons and began to jerk themselves off.

The blond gasped, "Oh, I just hafta! I can't watch em die like dat and
not."

"Oh yeah, let me do ya and you do me."  The Mohawk faced him and together
they pulled on each other and their own at various times. One hand on his
own, one hand on his partner. Sometimes, both hands on partner, sometimes
both hands on own. They were just about to reach mutual orgasm.

The blond said, `I'm about to let loose, man!"

Mohawk guy said, "Me tahhhhh....those two be dead and me be..."  A spear
hit him in the navel. "Oi, man! Oh man! NOAW!"

The blond laughed, "Go with it, man, it must feel great!"

The Mohawk nodded, "No, it burns. It hurts, man, it hurts. I'm gonna die
from it!"

The blond went to grab the spear and drive it in, "I'll help ya," but an
arrow thudded into his belly button. "OHHHWWWFAFFF!"  He grabbed the shaft
and went down with it. Both of them went down and landed on top the bodies
of Hen and Gep. As they slowly died, they both noticed that the bodies were
not yet cold. They were warm with sexual energy. Flopping around, their own
dicks shot off, finally, emitting shards of glistening man goo! They made
sounds unheard of ...sounds of sex and death and dying and love and fun and
pleasure.

Gep, Hen, and Clay were all dead but so were the arrow boys. Cok, Ill, Fam,
and Roj were finishing off the spear men and spear boys. Once they were
done for, spread out on the ground with each other, a massive seas of naked
or near naked males of all ages, squirting, thriving, dying, jerking,
arching backs, facing down on their bellies jerking to their end, grinding
into the ground, grinding into the sky, buried under each other, over each
other, muscles that could not be identified to be one particular hard
body....the foursome faced the mass of muscle men to the left of Trio.

"Pare, Clay, Gep, and Hen are done for," Sole yelled, "Focus attention on
the right side of the mass!"

Pare ran at a dude and saw his treasure trail, an older combatant, "I wanna
try what I saw someone do back there!"  He stabbed the guy in the navel,
then ran the sword downward, ripping skin to the base of the cock.

The man dropped his sword and looked down, rolled his eyes, and yelled,
"NO! PLUUUUU! PUHHHHHH! LEASEEEEEE! NOOOOOO!"

Pare unplugged him, "Okay."  Pare nodded, "Hell no good!"  He stabbed the
navel again, "It's the navel I want!"

Sole yelled, "Pare! There's too many of em to play around and have a good
time with! Turn it on!"

Stabbing two muscle men that rushed him, Pare yelled, and looked at his
dick, "It is turned on!"

"NO, I mean amp it up!"  Sole yelled.

Pare nodded, "Man up? Oh, is that all you want?"

"Yeah!"  Sole speared two men on his spear and turned to catch two more,
all at their navels and he stuck and then unstuck all of them. All four
fell off bumping into each other, dropping their weapons and gasping,
ohhhing as they died slowly on the ground. Sole stabbed one for
effect. Five more backed off but he threw the spear into one and found
another spear on the ground and also confiscated a sword out of a dead
muscle man's hand.

"Me, too," Aoi gasped as he cut the heads off five muscle men by jumping up
and swinging.

"Oh, that all? My pleasure. Their pain!"  Pare launched himself up and his
boots turned a certain way by his foot, emitted two knives. Pare put his
knife boots into two handsome muscle guy's belly buttons, his own button
facing upward. At the same time, he saw, as he arched, two more hot tall
muscle men, naked, running at him from behind. He twisted his body,
churning the boot knives in the two men behind him now, and jabbed his two
swords into the two men coming at him from behind...now facing his head. He
was in the air, his feet embedded in the navels of the two behind him, his
swords in the bellies of the two in front, both sets having changed
positions due to Pare himself twirling. His own navel was now facing the
ground. "How's that?"



"Watch out!"  Aoi called to him.

Under Pare, a skinny short haired blond, one of the mixed warriors who was
not a muscle man, had a short sword he was about to drive up at Pare's
ample outtie belly button. With both hands, the kid, scared, launched it up
and the point only went into Pare's navel about half an inch. The kid
shoved the sword point upward some more!!!! Pare gasped as his navel was
entered...