Date: Mon, 26 May 2008 10:07:36 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO  28

This entire series is dedicated to John Blackburn, the artist and writer of
the Coley comic series...


TRIO 28


Bandana off, long black hair now hanging loosely around his full head
circumference, Fuk was rushing at Sole's back with a spearhead which had
blue powder on the end of it and he moved the spear head in a
circle...rushing at Sole, racing at him, his legs moving very fast...the
spear pointed right at Sole's lower back to slay him....!!!!

Aoi turned, Pare touching his back with both hands, palms spread out, as he
tried to reach the cage bars first. Aoi was there first and yelled. What
Christo had just told him was that Fuk hid some powders in his bandana
which could be used to blind someone, odd, because Fuk was the one who
helped Sole regain his eyesight after Cameron blinded him in the arena. Aoi
yelled, "Sole, behind you!!!"

Sole turned just in time and his hands reacted quickly. They grabbed the
spear shaft just under the spearhead and kept the spear moving,
turning. The spear head emitted blue smoke but Sole moved his body with the
turn and at the same time, dropped his body. This forced Fuk's grip off the
spear and simultaneously Sole pointed the point right at Fuk's belly
button. Tight hard belly button on smooth bare boy abs. The point found its
spot and Sole dropped, his back to the ground, the spear finding and
lifting the running Fuk up. The momentum did the rest. Fuk's stomach slid
on the spear. Sole reached up, putting the spear end on his own navel. Sole
grabbed Fuk's outstretched hands and pulled him down more, along the spear,
forcing the point deeper and deeper. In one fast motion, the point dipped
into Fuk and chubbed into his back wall and through but did not yet pop out
his bare back. Sole felt the spear end in his own navel. He made his abs
hard and his washboard stood out.  "Who's abs can take more!"

But it was obvious. Sole let the boy on top fall with the shaft in his
gut. Fuk landed on his side but kicked himself onto his back. One leg tried
to come up to get him off the ground but wouldn't function. The spear
wiggled in the air but Fuk grabbed it. Sole got off the ground and came
over Fuk, "What the fuck!? Fuk?"

Fuk hardly made any sound at all. "I had to...had to...had to
gaaa...try. To try."

Sole looked up at an angry Nolo and a smiling and happy Yule. Then back at
Fuk, who tried to sit up and failed. He kept his eyes on Sole's eyes. "You
were in this ...with Nolo? You wanted to...?"

"I was destined to. I was sworn to him. I...I did not know you knew that
move."

"And you were going to kill me for him?"

"It was to be. But I knew I was also...also destined..."  He shut his eyes.

"Fuk, Fuk..."  Sole called to him, not wanting him to die yet.


"To die by your hands..."

"I wouldn't have..."

"Be honest to a dying gladiator..."  Fuk opened his eyes and arched his
back in pain now. "Going fast. Your promise..."  The shaft throbbed as
Fuk's abs hardened and unhardened. It was like a protruding penis.

Sole nodded no but then whipped off his loin cloth to show an already erect
penis that pointed downward. It sprang up to full attention, free of the
restricting cloth. Pre cum sprayed a bit and dripped a bit but came
flinging back up to the dick head. Sole put his knee on Fuk's left rib and
gripped the spear shaft with both hands. He twisted to just to cause Fuk
more pain, "Feel that?"

"Huhhhhhh, I.....uhgggghhh..I do..."

"I will keep my promise..."  Sole snapped the shaft so that only an inch of
it was sticking out Fuk's stomach hole. Fuk's stomach was flexing and
unflexing with the pain. Tossing the upper shaft but still bending over
Fuk, Sole tore off Fuk's loin cloth with one savage move.  Pre cum leaked
onto Fuk's abs around the shaft that jettisoned his belly button deep into
his backwall. Squished it. "You'll not die a virgin!"  Sole then stood off
Fuk and using both hands on Fuk's bony hips, he tossed Fuk over onto his
belly. This made the pain greater as ground met shaft end and plunged the
point in more. It was ready to burst out Fuk's back but Sole watched as Fuk
struggled, hands to ground, trying to keep it from going in deeper. "Yeah,
that's it. Struggle before you die and lose your virginity. Which will cum
first, I wonder..."

"Do it before I..."  Fuk gave way, his hands moved down a bit, losing their
strength. The shaft went in a bit more.

Sole bent closer to Fuk and entered his asshole. Fuk felt the thick
dickhead open him up and as Sole jerked up him, Fuk also felt his belly get
opened up more and then his back as the spear head RIPPED right out the
lower back. Sole's belly, as he laid on Fuk's back, was closer to the point
of blood. Sole kept his hands on the ground and arms straight down as he
fucked. Sole thrived in and almost out. Fuk wriggled and the pain was great
as the spearhead passed out his back. Then Fuk smiled through sweat and
tears of pain. He thrust himself down with one of Sole's thrusts into
him. Movement went all over both of them. The spearpoint was out now and
aiming right at Sole's ample belly button.

Pare shouldered Aoi out of the way a bit, "Oh no, Sole, be careful! Be
careful! He's still trying to kill you!!!"

Sole ignored the warnings. He was caught up in the throes of sexual power
and ecstasy. He felt the spear point tickle his navel ridge and move past
it to just dip in his belly button innards at his innie section. His outtie
section was nudged a bit but not much. Sole's stomach quivered as it felt
the touch, torn between wanting more of the point deep inside and not
wanting to die. Sole's dick exploded inside Fuk. Fuk thought thick, sized,
long penis of Sole was meeting the point and shaft stabbing him. Dick moved
in and up, shaft moved up him but in him and through...




"Cool!"  Bazian pushed between Pare and Aoi's muscled legs and stood up in
front of them, "He's fucking Fuk."

Fuk was heaving deep breaths in and out. His face was mashed into the
ground and he moved it from side to side when he could, huffing three fast
times out and then in. Then his breathing drew slower and slower...

As Sole exploded, he felt some blood trickle from his own navel as Fuk
literally threw himself hard onto the ground more so that the shaft would
go in and thus, the point would penetrate Sole's navel. Sole tightened and
his belly moved in, sucked in, away from the point. The point rose up to it
but Sole thrust his pelvis down into Fuk's cheeks and then up. Sole used
one hand to hold himself up and nearly tipped over, his belly tipping over
the spear point and getting nicked a bit. He broke the point off the shaft
and laid flat against Fuk's muscled back, more vee muscled than
Sole's. Fuk's dick broke too, with streams of cum puddling under him and
the power coming from the feel of the point through him. A tunnel of pain
in him from front to back, through his meat muscle.

Sole wasn't finished though. He kept moving his dick up and shot another
load again. Fuk wondered if shaft would meet dick again. With left hand,
Sole hugged onto Fuk's left pec, reaching above his shoulder and squeezing
tit. With his right hand, Sole used the spear point to cut down into Fuk's
lower, lower belly. Smooth hairless yellow skin cut all over and the lines
of cuts crisscrossing so that Sole cut into that fine lowest meat of
intestine. It added to the feeling. Finally, cut in belly and lower belly,
Fuk collapsed onto the ground, belly totally covering the shaft sticking
out of him. It vanished into his cut abs.  "I die with honoraaahhhhhhh."

Sole collapsed too, pressing into Fuk's back with his body and dick. Sole
unplugged his penis from Fuk and he just laid there.

Nolo murmured, "I want the blonde one dead."

Yule frowned and screwed up his mouth, "Not a good idea. The rules..."

"Yes," Nolo said, "The rules are the rules. He wins. Fuck Fuk."

"He already did," Yule laughed.

Sole laid there, amazed that the contours of his washboard abs fit so
nicely into the muscled back of the boy he just slew. He allowed his
dickhead to shrink before getting up, linking his cum to Fuk's bare and
butchered back. Without another word, he returned to the cell, passing Beni
who was looking at him in awe and Jolo who was looking at him with
disgust. "I can't believe he did that," Christo said as he ran up to Sole
with Aoi and Pare.

"We don't know how many others may be working for Nolo," Sole told Aoi and
Pare, "It could be all of them. Perhaps this is just how he makes us
suffer---putting us in with a group of boys who mean to kill us...after
acting like our allies and friends..."

Christo looked up at Pare, "You...you don't believe that, do you? All of
us?"

Pare ran his hand through Christo's hair, "Naw, don't you worry."


"Sit down," Aoi said, "You are tired."

Beni came in with four Thoros warriors who held trays and jugs, while five
others held swords and spears out to move the boys back. He held a spear
out as four Thoros warriors put down some jugs of water and trays of food
onto a bench. Sole puffed as he sat and leaned against the brick wall,
"Treating your dogs like living things, Beni?"

Beni flexed his muscled and stuck his chest out, "Doing what I have to do."

"Yeah," Sole said, "And I will too, so will all of us here."

"Three days after tomorrow you will enjoy the banquet..."  Beni said.

As Beni and the parade of Thoros musclemen left the cell, Sole turned to
Christo and Evan, "What...what is this banquet thing anyway?"

Christo smiled, "It's a party kind of thing for those of us still..."  He
gulped, "Still alive."

Bazian played with his belly button, pulling it out, "It's...an orgy."

Evan was there too, "They give us the three days to rest first."

Sole laughed. Aoi and Pare did too. Percival joined them as Ibath handed
Sole some food and water in smaller jugs. "Yeah, it's where all the
barracks get together and well, have some fun."

Sole moved the jug away from his mouth, "All?"

"Yes," Ibath continued, "All."

"How many is that?"  Aoi asked, "About ten?"

"Could be," Ibath said, eating some bread, "Yeah, yes, I think so."

Pare sat next to Sole, Aoi on the other side. Sole whispered, "You two
thinking what I am?"

"Yeah," Aoi whispered, "Recruiting time."

Pare nodded. "In four days then..."

All the barracks were together in one large room in the center of the
bastille. The room was cushioned and lined with couches, velvet chairs,
rugs, and bright yellow wall paper. There were a few side rooms which had
beds in them. Aaron was brought in first and laid down on a small cot with
purple cushions. Thoros warriors carried him in on a stretcher. Evan,
Christo, Bazian, and Percival were allowed in with Aaron to comfort
him. Trio was allowed in after that. Aoi patted Aaron's thick leg, "Glad to
see you're almost healed."

"Almost but not quite," Aaron said. He smiled. Something he hadn't done
since he was almost killed.


"Awh, I bet you wanna be up and at em even not fully healed," Aoi said and
leaned over and kissed Aaron full on the lips. Pare smiled.

Sole turned around, "Where is everyone else...?"  As he said this, doors
slid open from the hallways of the main cell area and the room crowded with
gladiator boys and men. All wore skimpy loin cloths, thongs, g strings and
a few were totally bare. Along the walls were trays of food, both hot and
cold, and the gladiators began to eat. Liquid were also
served---non-alcoholic. While Pare and Aoi began to bring over food for the
smaller boys and for Aaron, Sole eyed a very muscled boy. The boy had a
baby face with brown hair over his ears and the back of his neck. The kid
had muscled everyplace and not an ounce of fat anywhere. He was wearing a
bikini brief which did not cover much, certainly not his hips. He also had
on brown boots. And he had blue eyes. "Say, uhm, Ibath, who is that
gladiator?"

"That's Garrett W," Ibath said, "That's all I know about his name. But he's
undefeated by anyone."

"He's fucking hot," Aaron said, looking up, "I've noticed him since I came
here."

"Do you know about before you came here?"  Sole asked.

"Well, I was..."  Aaron strained to remember, "I was...I lived in America I
think. Even though ahh, I am Jewish..."

"Funny," Brule said, "Not many of we remember who we were or that much
about our homes before we came here."

"And the longer we stay here in this land," Ibath added, "All I know I was
in Northern Ireland, I think."

"And I do not know if my name is Brule or Brude," the thick bodied Pict
laughed.

"It's the same for that boy Yule," Aaron says, "You know the one that fucks
Nolo...and gets fucked by him...I've heard him refer to himself as Yunt or
Yurl..."

"Sure it wasn't cunt?"  Pare joked.

"Yeah, or hurl?"  Aoi smiled, eating some salad. As Christo passed him some
chicken, Aoi waved it off, "No, we only eat vegetables and plants."

Sole was suspicious. "Aaron, when have you heard Yule talk about himself?"

"Oh, I can't remember," Aaron said, "I guess it was when he and Nolo were
coming to look over the gladiators. They do that once in awhile..."

"And they cum over the gladiators and the guards sometimes too," Ibath
smiled, eating some roast beef.

"Spread out and see who will be with us," Sole whispered to Ibath, Aoi, and
Pare.




"This is going to be very, very dangerous," Ibath said, "Any of them can
tell on us..."

"Well, try to be discreet," Sole whispered.

Pare whispers to Aoi, "Us discreet? If we had swords in here, people would
be getting stabbed in about two seconds."

Aoi smiled, "Try to do as he says for once."

"Okay," Pare shut his eyes.

"I'll take him," Sole moved toward Garrett.

Aaron peered up, "I would too."

Christo reached under Aaron's leather thong and said, "Hey, you've got us."

"Yeah," Bazian smiled and started to rub Aaron's nipples from across the
left side.

"Hey you guys," Aaron laughed, "Whad?"

 "Yeah a big one too," Christo squeezed.

Evan undid his loin cloth, "Hey, wait for me."  He moved a stool behind
Aaron's head and stood so that he could let his penis hang into Aaron's
mouth. Aaron gladly accepted. Evan slid back and forth as Christo rubbed
Aaron's penis up and down.

"And don't leave me out," Percival undid Aaron's leather thong and took it
off completely so that he could rub and lick Aaron's balls. Christo rubbed
up and down, fisting Aaron completely. Aaron moaned as he took in all of
Evan's manhood.

Sole went up to Garrett, "Finished eating?"

Garrett turned from a group of muscle boys who were in his barracks, "Yes,
what's it to you?"

Sole put a hand on his shoulder, "I like the way you look and well, I think
I'd like to ask you something."

Garrett looked Sole deeply in the eyes.  "The answer is yes," Garrett took
Sole by the shoulders and moved him over to a wall, pressing his body up
against Sole's.

Aoi and Pare, both talking to other leaner, skinny guys, turned to see
this. They began to move to help Sole but one lean and tall redhead stopped
them. "No, wait. The only guys that come to this are guys into guys, which
is, well, most of the gladiators here."

Pare said, "You mean, Turno, that Garrett is not going to hurt him but..."




"Fuck me!"  Sole said. Garrett undid his thong and took off Sole's loin
cloth. Soon he was pushing up him as he stood, lifting Sole with his arms
and his forceful thrusts up. As Garrett did this, Turno came up behind him
and started to lick his ass, slowly starting with the cheeks, holding onto
the sides of Garrett's muscled legs as the behemoth moved up and
down. Turno moved his tongue along the ass cheeks while Garrett made Sole
groan as he upped Sole's hole. Sole began to squeal. Turno then moved his
tongue along to Garrett's crack and licked it up and down. Another boy
began to get under Turno, landed on his knees, and started to suck Turno's
uncut dick, foreskinning him down. Soon other boys joined in the orgy and
the entire group that first started...Sole, Garrett, Turno, and this other
boy all fell sideways in a jumble of moans, groans, and some pain. But that
didn't stop them from cumming and continuing to cum.

Aaron's slit hole erupted a fountain of white milk even as he sucked Evan's
dickhead and moved his lips down further. Evan began to cum too and some of
it dripped out Aaron's mouth and off his lips, while the main load shot
inside Aaron's throat. "MMMMMMMMMMMM!"

"Oh yes!"  Evan said and looked skyward, "YESSS! That's it!"

"Oh what the hell," Aoi said and moved to a group of younger boys than
himself. They were already on the floor, each boy connected in some sexual
way to the other boy near him connected to others and others. Soon, the
entire room was moving with boy bodies, jerking, sucking, licking,
sweating, cumming, fucking...

Boys were laying on other boys' bellies, between their legs, on their
backs...

Men were going into other men...

Mouths met balls...

Balls womped into balls as men and boys bopped into the backsides of other
men and boys...

Garrett pulled out of Sole and flipped him over. "OHHH!" Garrett's nine
inch dick splattered white milk across Sole's bare belly. "Oh it's been
about over a week since..."  Sole pressed Garrett's belly button. It was a
heavy ridge on the top of his belly button, a bit indented at the bottom
ridge but innie somewhat with a large ball inside which stuckout a bit,
sort of also outtie. Thick and large shaped. Sole came up and his dick did
the same. It oozed all over Garrett, shooting across massive pecs and
abs. Garrett caught a bit with his teeth.

Pare was rubbing his penis on the bare back of an American Indian boy and
the boy's long, long silky hair was hitting the top of Pare's penis. The
penis slipped up and down, up and down until finally it slipped to the
brown butt crack of the Native and down, down, down, and then in. In. In!
"Oh man! Take it all the way in, Squanto!!!!"

"Gladly!"  The Native groaned.

The room was alive with bodies, covering the rug, jerking, moving,
twisting, trying new positions.

Sole sucked on Garrett's dick, which to his amazement didn't go down but
kept on getting harder and harder. He let the dick cum out of his mouth
again, laying side by side, "We need help in getting out of here."




Garrett felt Sole's nipples as Turno cam over his own back and Turno in
turn felt someone cumming along his leg, "Man, you, I'd die for. But you
know what you're asking?"

"I know but you want to stay in here?"

"Not sure but I am with you."  Garrett shot a second load over Sole's
face. Sole wiped some off with his own tongue, moving it out of his
mouth. Garrett moved and guys around him came with the movement--Garrett
leaned over and kissed Sole on the mouth, "Something bout kissing my own
cum..mmmmmmphhhh!"

"Damn!"  Pare shot into the Native and there was so much inside, it
overflowed out the Native's ample butt crackhole and dripped onto boys
under Pare and the Native. Who were also fucking.

Thoros guards watching by the cell doors were jerking off to this. They
smiled.

The black Maori boy Zuai was having his outtie belly button licked by a
thick tongue of a dark Greek boy, Steoloas, twice his size. Zuai was lying
on his own back, the Greek Steoloas over him. His human spear shafted over
the boy's hip and slicked it with pre cum. Soon, he shot a load over the
back and up over the older one's shoulder to be able to lick his own cum
off the boy's brown tanned collar bone. "I will, I will, I will!"  Steolaus
yelled as he shot. He also took out a safety pin, "If you let me do this to
your belly button..."

The Native American told Pare as Pare turned him around and threw him on
top the back of another boy, "I will help you."  Pare jumped ontop of the
Native and started to rub his dick up and down the boy's stomach,
"Ifyouhelpme!!!!"

Pare got to the dick of the Native boy, after wiping all his cum on the
boy's solid red stomach. Pare sucked him harshly and wildly, over and over,
up and down the uncut shaft of 7 inches. The boy under the Native was big
and brawny, and his back was broad and bent. Under him was a boy giving him
a 69er as the big guy gave this boy the same. The Native yelped, "My name's
DaSky!"

"Well DaSky, hit the sky! If you can!"  Pare let the dick out of his mouth
and let the cum fly sky ward.

"I'm Galor," the big guy grunted as he sucked the little one under
him. "He's Elin!"  Elin put his hand up to wave but didn't take his mouth
off Galor's dick.

The Greek boy used a small pin to pierce the thick outtie of Zuai as they
both cam. The pain enhanced the sex and the sex enhanced the pain as Zuai
felt pain in his outtie's sides and in his butt hole as the Greek Steolaus
ripped into him..."OHHHAHHHHHFEELLLSGOOD!"

Aoi lied on his back as ten boys held him up, by the arms, legs, under his
ass, shoulders. Other boys rubbed all over his body. His penis shot and
covered the group. "Yeah we're in. We hate it here and we hate Nolo."

"GOOODDDDDDDDAHHHHHHHH," Aoi said jerking over and over as he shot over six
times, rockets of power flying from his slit crack.


Soon every boy in the room came, some more than once. But it was over too
soon for most of them. Ibath rejoined Sole, Aoi, and Pare as they put their
clothes back on. "I think it was a success. Everyone but Ivo will go with
us."

"Did you ask him?"

"Yes, but he has it too good here," Ibath said.

"Yeah," Brude rejoined them, "Killing us."

"Those younger boys don't have a chance against him or any older ones," Aoi
worried.

"That's odd that none of them have been called," Pare squinted.

"Not really. The younger ones are still being trained. It is hoped that
most of them will grow into greater gladiators so they aren't usually
called," Ibath explained.

Zuai came over to them, "Steoloas will help."

"Good," Sole said, "But...but will Ivo give us away? Or any of the others?"

"Only Ivo will not do the plan with us," Ibath said, "Maybe we should kill
him..."

"With no weapons?"  Brude asked, "How?"

"With our bare hands, if we have to," Sole said, an evil glint in his
eyes. "I'll talk to him."  He went over to Ivo, who was wiping himself
clean of cum, "Ivo, you will not join in?"

"I joined in enough here tonight," Ivo said, full of arrogance and with a
smile on his conceited face.

"I never figured you for a coward," Sole said.

"I know of you and your two friends. Trio, right?"

"Yeah and what of it?"

"You three. It puzzles me why you three won't stay here. You get food and
water and have a good life."

"What?"

"You heard me. You three are the best fighters here. Besides me."

"What's that got to...?"




"Let me finish, blondie. You three can live a good life here. I know of
your exploits outside. You kill and kill and kill some more. You all love
putting swords, knives, spears and other pointy objects into other guy's
belly buttons. And well, here, you have the best place to do so."




"Now just hold on. We do that to protect ourselves and innocents around
us."

"Oh."  Ivo said in a mocking voice, "Is that what you three tell
yourselves...to keep yourselves from feeling guilty?"

"Once a Thoros..."  Aoi said as he came forward, "Always a Thoros."

"It's true...you love belly ripping guys..."

"I'll love ripping your belly from your guts with my fingernails..."  Aoi
made a claw...and moved at Ivo.

Sole put a hand on Aoi's chest and held him back, "Aoi!"  He looked at Ivo,
"Question is, Ivo...will you tell on us?"

"Me? A rat? Naw," Ivo said, "Just don't involve me. Or I'll put my sword
through your bellies. As long as none of you get in my way, I won't
tell. It'll be a pleasure watching you guys try to get away. I bet a lot of
you are torn up belly button wise trying to do so."

"We'll see," Aoi spat.

"Just give us the chance without ratting us out..."  Sole said.

"I will," Ivo smiled, "And if you Trio survive, I will look forward to a
battle between us in the arena. I'll take all three of you pussies on at
one time..."

"Just one of us can slay the likes of you," Aoi said, "I've taken out lots
of Thoros warriors and perhaps even one of them was your clone
brother. Yeah, in fact," Aoi eased his body up away from Sole and he hopped
on his heels, "I seem to remember the same ugly face..."

"We cannot fight in here," Ivo said, "If we do, the guards will kill the
five youngest and not let us have another orgy or three day stint
off. Frankly, while I like seeing the five youngest die in pain on the
guards' spears and swords...sometimes up the ass and out the navel...I like
the three day rest and orgy better....and since I saw you enjoying the five
youngest, Aoi is that your name?...I think you'll not fight in here..."

"Cause you have an ugly face?"  Aoi asked, "Naw, not a cause to fight. It's
not your face I want to rearrange anyway, it's your intestines...."

"Enough all of you, it is time to go back to your cells," The Main Master
(an older Arnold Schwartnegger type) called, "Barracks masters come and get
your gladiators...tomorrow the games continue..."

Jolo was herding boys out even as the Master ordered. "And Pare, sleep
well," he whispered over Pare's shoulder, "For tomorrow it's your turn and
won't you be surprised as how and who you have to fight..."

TO BE CONTINUED...