Date: Fri, 06 Jun 2008 21:52:41 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO  39

As you may or may not recall, previously on TRIO (way back in Episode 33 to
be exact...)

In Nolo's throne bed room, Aoi, Pare, and Sole, in that order were tied to
large web like strands of metal, set up by Java and five Thoros
warriors. Once the Trio were chained up on the web metal stands, each of
them spread out via arms and legs and stretched on the webs as far as they
could be, the snake vanished. A laugh came from the corner of the bed room
but Demnos was no place to be seen, with the exception of faint red eyes in
the darkest corner.  Trio's bellies were stretched tight up and down.

Nolo went over to Pare and Sole, who were set up next to each other. In his
hands were two red knives, slightly curved. He plunged both of them into
Pare and Sole's bellies. Aoi yelled, "Nolo!!!"  The hilts of the knives
found skin as the knives were all the way in. Yule was wide eyed and also
mouthed the word NO. Aoi yelled, "Nolo!"

"Feel the pain of death!"  Nolo yelped as his own penis was slick and
pressed up against his bare belly button....

"Nolo! Don't!"  Aoi yelled, tears coming out his eyes.

Nolo was too excited, caught up in the thrill of it all as he pressed into
Sole's belly, his breath against Sole's breath. Making each other's necks
hot. Sole's sex was large against Nolo's. Nolo tore Sole's loin cloth and
Sole's dick moved the cloth out of the way for it to stiffen against Nolo's
bare lower belly, moving his testicles as it went. Sole strained against it
and moved his back down as far as it could go as he leaned to get off the
web..to no avail. All he could do was lean into Nolo's upper chest and then
lower chest. Nolo threw his head back as he felt wet thick splashes cover
him...not sure if it came from him or Sole or both. Sole knew as he looked
down: both penises were thick with cum so much so that the mushroomic
heads, solid and fleshy at the same time, could not be seen in full. Sole
felt his mushroom head jutt out more. Nolo's dick head hit the ridges
around his mushroom head and made it feel great. Sole picked his head up
and didn't see. He was in bliss. Exploding over and over again against Nolo
and caking cum over Nolo's body and his own. A large drollop of cum flung
over his shoulder and another way over his head. Nolo laughed, "Great! He's
great!"




Sole's head was thrown back too now and his upper body puffed out. Nolo
turned to Pare, who tried to lean his head so far forward as to bite Nolo
in one last effort of resistance. Nolo dodged that and dug in deeper. Pare
groaned and stiffened his ab muscle into one big washboard. His outtie was
gone beneath the knife in his solid body. Nolo felt his own hand at Pare's
hairless area around belly hole as the knife was all the way in. Pare's sex
blew all over Nolo's wrist. Nolo stared at Pare's eyes, looking up from his
handiwork or belliwork as the case may be, and Pare looked at him with love
and care that he would get this kind of pain from someone mixed with hatred
for his defeat. For Pare never thought Trio would come to an end like this:
literally come. The wad he blew over Nolo's wrist continued up past it and
splashed up the side of Nolo's right side. Sole was on the other side,
Nolo's right side while Pare was on the Nolo's left side, Aoi further to
the left. Nolo's left side was covered in cum as Pare's huge squirt covered
his ribs on that side, managing to splash down against the bare, hairless
underarm. It caked there and pooled, dripped back down a bit, a huge clump
staying in the arm pit. Nolo loved it, "Thanks, Puerto Rican hottie! You
rock!"

Aoi was crying now but screamed, "Nolo! I'm gonna kill you!"

Nolo withdrew both knives and Pare slumped, the web holding him up, his
belly ripped. Nolo smiled at the sight, looking from the unthreatening
threat of Aoi's strained Oriental face to Pare. He glanced at Sole, who was
in the same hanging position as Pare, his whole body limp save for the dick
which was still excreting white fluid. "Damn!"  Nolo smiled and giggled,
"Won't that kid ever stop letting it go! His balls were full! Shit!"

Yule was hiding behind Aoi's web, touching Aoi's calves with both
hands. Yule had tears in his eyes too. "I...I love you three, I don't
want..."

Nolo wiped cum off his chest and sides, "Oh, Yule, you sentimental fool. I
always loved you for loving even your enemies."

Yule frowned and his lower lip came out, "Only the really...really hot
ones."

Nolo laughed but Yule meant it. Aoi looked up, sniveling but stopping his
tears, "I mean it, I'm gonna kill you very, very slowly...EEEEEE!"

Nolo had run up to Aoi and plugged Aoi's shallow navel with both knives at
once, fisting the knives, "Not bloody likely! Slanty eyes!"  He laughed as
Aoi's body leaned in on the knives. Then Aoi bucked backward and stretched
even more, if that were possible. The web, as Pare and Sole's web before
his, shook but still his back and wrists clung to it. Nolo shoved the
knives in as far as they could go and then some. His hand went into Aoi's
belly, "Do you feel the pain!? Do ya? Ha!"

"You fuck!"  Aoi looked up, stretching back up, his chest against Nolo's
smaller pecs, "I'll..."

"...do nothing!"  Nolo laughed and took out one of the knives, the one in
his right hand. He twisted the one in his left hand and then quickly
withdrew it while bringing the other knife back in just as quickly. "Can't
let your belly feel lonesome!"  He repeated this over and over! "In fact,
can't let it feel anything at all anymore! Feel your death so long in
coming!"

"Cumming!"  Aoi said.

Yule hid from the rain of cum cumming from Aoi. He caught some of it and
licked it out of his cupped palms.




"And so long!"  Nolo looked down as Aoi's dick, out from his leg of his
loin cloth, hosed down Nolo's own thin but muscled upper left leg. Cum shot
up to Nolo's thigh and down it but also straight up his leg to his ball on
that side. Nolo's dick had cum between it and his testicle. It stirred him
and tingled at his entire left side on his pelvis. Nolo jumped up and down
a small bit. He calmed himself to lick and then bite Aoi's left nipple,
then moved fast to the right rounded, cold tit. He licked and then bit. Aoi
bucked and bucked and then blanched backward as far as he could go, in a
plot to get Nolo stuck on the web too..a plot which failed. Nolo laughed
and rode on Aoi's hips, his legs around Aoi's legs. He let loose again
himself and it shot past Aoi's hip, leaving some residue and flew past
Yule's head. Yule watched the blob of it splash near his foot behind
him. He dove around for it, mouthing it off the floor.

Nolo drove the knife out Aoi's bare yellow tanned back and then pulled it
out fast. Riding Aoi still, he slowly put the other knife back into the
butchered belly button area, a large area now, "Slowly, slowly, slowly,
THERE!"  He did so slowly until he said, "THERE!"  Then he plunged it in
and on a slant different from before. He dug and gouged!  "OH SO THERE!"
As they both came, they both wondered if something solid were coming out of
their dick hole and when it parted, they felt a vacant feeling in their
flesh tunnels, it hurt like pins as it parted, the long stream coming out
ending and leaving, pins needling away from their dick's lips!

"Yeah it is THERE! GO FOR IT, FUCKER! KILL MMM....ME GOOD!"  Aoi licked his
lips and jerked and jerked. More white wash flew up and hit Nolo in the
chin. He looked down and got a lot in his eyes. He shut them.

Aoi fell back and down, limp in body. His dick spilled more cum. Leaking
now.

"Oh so good!"  Nolo laughed, dropped the knives, and stroked Aoi's sides up
to his nipples and cupping his underarms from there.

Yunt lapped up cum, "What have you done?"

"Done? That was just the pre cumming!"  Nolo laughed and picked up the two
red knives again.

Yule stood up and looked around at Aoi's face, "Wad do you mean? They're
dead. All three of them!"



Outside the walls of Nolo's arena/fortress, four muscled guards stood, two
with spears at their sides, held out from one of their feet at a slant,
arrowhead pointing up. They were not Thoros but they had bodies like
Thoros, if a bit less muscled. They wore only thin thongs and boots along
with the new special helmets that they all thought were stupid looking but
Nolo had insisted on. It made Nolo able to tell them apart from those who
were not with him. And from what the guards knew or were taught, every male
was with him. Or he with them. "See that, Gow?"




Gow, a muscular man with a slight goatee looked at the horizon, holding his
spear at his side but using one hand to block out the bright sun. "Think
so. Troupe Four, I think."

"Yeah," the first one, Span, said. Both had slick black hair, long to their
ears. "What do you make it, Famile and Vier?"

The other two, paired off by a large gate, also looked. They had swords and
were blond and redheaded, mixed hair color on both heads and tied in back
into a pony tail. They had larger chests and smaller waists but less
muscled arms than the other two. Famile smiled, "I think they have some new
gladiator possibilities."

"Some?"  Vier smiled, "Those not able are probably already dead or fled."

"Glad, dead or fled," Span laughed, "That's the way we like em."

"Arena's not so bad," Gow laughed, "I got out."

"Yeah," Span said, "By killing hundreds of fighters."

"Yeah, not a bad way out," Gow laughed, "Taught me well. No one can beat me
in a fight with swords and spears."

"Or a knife..."  Spain added.

"Be fun if they tried," Gow chuckled.

"I'd like to watch that," Vier said, "Never saw you fight in the arena."

"Well, you probably will never see me fight again," Gow said, "I work here
now. No need to fight. No one's ever going to attack Nolo."

"What's taking them so long?"

"They are really a far way off toward the flat land," Famile said, "Give em
time, they will be here soon enough. Besides the arena will be full today."

Vier nodded, "Ahh, yes, the 2000 Thoros to the death spectacle, I wanna see
it so bad!"

Famile added with joy, "Me too but we is stuck out here."

"Shut up or you'll get stuck out here from my spear point," Gow said.




In Nolo's bedroom, Yule stood up and turned away, upset, "Never thought I'd
see the day Trio would be killed..not...not...this way..."  He went toward
the door.

Nolo came to him and barred his way, "Oh Yule, you are such a fool. That's
also why I love you. But where are you going?"

"You...you forgot? Today is your 2000 Thoros spectacular."

"Oh no, I haven't forgotten but this..."

"Is disgusting, even for me. They're dead," Yule said, "You...I mean I
can't have fun with dead bodies. But apparently that's just me..."

As Yule spoke, Nolo nuzzled his neck and up to his cheeks and down again to
his shoulders, on both sides. "I admit, I....I've done that but it's not as
fun for me as living bodies are on the route to going out...hey," Nolo
picked up his head, "That sorta rhymes."

Yule sighed, "Are you going to let me leave or not? I can't stand to be
around Trio when they are dead. This time for good..."

Nolo walked over to Aoi's body and nudged Aoi's face with his own and held
his body in both hands, still holding his knives, "But Yule you are so
wrong. This time they..."

Aoi picked his head up, his hair dangling down, "Hey, what's this then? I'm
not dead!"

"Aren't dead!"  Yule sprang up and ran to Pare's Web, then to between Pare
and Sole. Both were coming too. "They aren't really dead."

Nolo waved up two knives, both red, "Magic knives. Courtesy of my ally the
evil demon Demnos."  Nolo walked up to Aoi and shoved one knife into Aoi's
belly button again and withdrew it after a few beats. Aoi yelped and fell
back again, his limp dick going stiff and wet and then spurting
again. "They allow the victim to feel the pain of death..."  He walked over
to Pare.

Pare was aware now, "You...you killed Aoi!"

"Aren't you listening..."  Yule told Pare, looking up into his nice ever
changing colored eyes, now hazel.

"No, no, no, Yule, demon----demon--strate wherever possible," Nolo marched
up to Pare and put the point up to Pare's now healed outtie button. "Don't
tell...show...let the audience experience..."  He slowly pushed one point
into the outtie mountain of Pare, "...they will feel...you, Pare," Nolo
shoved slowly, half inch now.

Pare gulped and shut his eyes. He looked away from Nolo but with his eyes
closed.


"... will feel the pain of my knife in you..."

Pare huffed out, opened his eyes but stared at the ceiling, "Uhhhhuh, feels
good...barreling in me..."

"... tunneling into you ever so slowly this time...as if it will kill you
but..."

"Yeah, kill me," Pare echoed.

"...you will not die. You will live...to feel it over and over..."

"Yeah, yeahhhyes, over and over...."  Pare tried to bend again but Nolo
shoved deeper.

"... again and again..."

"That's right, man, again and again, just as you are doing it, you bastard,
you cut me!"

"...only to come back to full healed state without actually having died..."

"Naw! Noooooohwwwoowhhwhoo!"  Pare shook and bent his chest downward and
in, curving.

"But what's the point to that?"  Yule asked, fisting his dick in his
lathered hand. Cumming up with pre cum all over, slick and glistening.

"They will eventually tell me where the Boy is and where...."

"The boy, him again? That's all you want?"  Pare moaned.

"Oh shut up!"  Nolo stuck Pare deeper and deeper, "Feel the pain of my
tunneling into ya. The pain you would feel if death were eminent."

Pare gasped and moaned, letting loose his cum again.

"But it's not!"  Nolo took the knife out and plunged the other one in fast
and in and out and in and out. Nolo went over to Sole who was watching wide
eyed with shock and a bit of glee at what the feeling must be like. Sole's
own belly quivered with delight, his navel actually moving awash on his
tight, flat stomach. It was most like a river valley with the center a half
innie, half outtie; a kind of raised ridge about the whole thing; a heavily
scarred center which was sometimes looking as if it were out more than the
ridge, sometimes not.

Sole gulped, not taking his eyes off the knife in Nolo's right hand. Nolo
had the other one behind his back as if Sole hadn't seen it. Sole had but
forgot about it as he watched the one in the right hand. "What do you
want?"




Nolo said, "Tell me where that Boy is and tell me what you know about his
powers? And who is helping him."

"I know less than you do..."  Sole said, "I mean who is he, why is he so
wanted by you?"  It dawned on Sole, "Do you want...want to abuse him? For
sex?"  Nolo's lip quivered with anger. Sole went on, "Maybe..."  Never
taking his eyes off the knife Nolo was waving in front of his aqua sky blue
marine eyes now. "...maybe you can't get anyone who really wants to meet
your needs, hard up are you? I mean maybe only a little virgin boy can
satisfy you, you perv."

Nolo smiled, "Play your little games. I can do this all century..."  He
waved the knife up higher at Sole's eyes but then from behind his back he
struck with the other knife, right in Sole's unsuspecting gut hole.

Sole gasped, "Oh! Dirty game!"

"Yah and that makes it oh, so much more fun! And satisfying!"  Nolo
twisted, "Feel your innards all around my knife and causing your imaginary
death!"

"Get bent!"

"As you are!"  Nolo smiled.

Sole jerked and quivered. "Me again...next," Pare said, without
thinking. Nolo unstuck Sole and jerked the knives into Pare's belly again.

"I can go on like this all day and night," Nolo said, "So tell me what you
know and what the plans are for the boy."

"They are...," Pare looked up at Nolo, "...go on like this all night and
day?"

"Tell me!"

 "I can go on like this forever," Pare huffed, cumming out his dick slit
again, feeling a burning pain slice out his dickslit, "Owwwaayesaaaahh,"
Pare gasped.

"Me next," Aoi called.

"We can do this forever, we love it," Sole called out. Yule smiled but
tried to hide it from an irritated Nolo, who saw it anyway.

Taking out one knife from Pare's butchered belly, Nolo ran down and stabbed
Yule in his belly. Pare had a knife sticking out of his belly button. Nolo
let Yule sprawl onto the floor, his dickhead slick as Nolo's own. Nolo came
on him, "Die..."


Yule came back soon enough, "Hey, why'd you do that?"

"I felt like it!"  Nolo yelled, "Any objections!!!???"

Yule stood up, "Why yeah!!!!"  Then he realized his position, "I mean...it
felt good like they said."

Nolo turned to the unconscious Pare and then marched back, turning back to
Yule, "I thought so!"  He stabbed Yule again in the gut and looked at the
kid in the face.

Yule gasped, "I...I love it...love you."  He sunk but Nolo pulled him up
from the belly with the knife, pulling it back up but finding Yule coming
with it. And cumming. Nolo pulled it out and raised it in the air, letting
Yule sink again. When he heard Yule hit the floor, Nolo got hard again and
soaked in sweat over his whole body and cum in his pants. He, drunk with
the thrill of the kill, ran to Pare's belly and grabbed the other knife in
Pare and unscrewed it out. He then ran at Aoi and jabbed both knives in
Aoi's smooth lean flat stomach. And twisted.

"Oh, man!"  Nolo put the knife in his own belly button, jabbing it tight to
his flesh so that the hilt went up, "Feels so fuckin good..."  As he fell,
he whimpered, "Let the games begin...as...as soon as I
recover...uhhhhhggg..."

Silence in the room of huffing gasps.

It had gone on like this for a long time...days, maybe even a week. This
happened to be the last time. But all the while it went on, Simon was
building his army up with help from Wiz and eventually Casm and Johnno and
the bartender.

Some time later: a new morning:

"We're still alive," Aoi said, surprised.

"Yeah, why surprised?"  Pare said, "Those knives were bogus, not really the
real thing, I think."

"You sound disappointed," Sole smirked, "Are you?"

"Oh yeah," Pare frowned, shaking the sword in his right hand, "I just don't
get stimulated unless it's the real thing."

"Oh yeah," Aoi shrugged his head sideways, "I saw how unstimulated you
were...dry as a desert..."

Sole smiled too, "Yeah, thirsting for some sex..."

"Not at all turned on," Aoi shrugged his shoulders and lifted his eyebrows.




"Okay, okay," Pare said, "I may have pre came a bit..."  He laughed. "By
the way, you're...we're going to die here, aren't we? Ain't we?"

"Ain't?"  Sole asked, holding his spear in both hands, a knife at his vine
belt. He wore only a thin yellow loin cloth.

They were in the arena again. In a very thin brown leather thong, covering
very little of his olive brown skin, hot Latino Pare had a sword and long
knife. Blond, bright eyed and muscled Sole had his spear and a knife at his
belt as well as a short sword. Asian beauty Aoi had two swords and white
and was decked out in (and I do mean out) silver-gray chains which passed
for shorts but showed almost everything. Pare looked at his duds, "I hate
leather, at least I hate real leather. I hate when for clothing you have to
kill...I never kill..."

Aoi and Sole raised their eyebrows.

"...animals..."  Pare said.  "So we've killed almost every type of dude in
this arena...what can they possibly through at us now?"

"Didn't you pay attention?"  Aoi asked, "2000 Thoros..."

"Two...two fucking thousand?"  Pare squinted as the gates to the exits
opened. "Two bloody thousand?"

"Well, yes," Sole said, "Two thousand."

"Not rounded down?"  Pare asked.

"You got problems with that?"  Aoi wondered.

"No, I just want to make sure I have my quota, I wouldn't want us to be
short changed by even one belly button," Pare joked.

Nolo was at his usual seat/throne with Yule on his lap, "Let the games
begin!!!!"

As hundreds of Thoros poured out of every opening, Trio backed to a bare
wall. "There's just too many of them!"  Pare yelled.

"Well, it's a good day to die!"  Aoi met the first one and opened him hip
to hip...

Nolo yelled, "Belly button death or die!"




Plunging the point perpendicular to the guy's button, Aoi yelled back,
"Hold your dick in your hand, Nolo!"  The point went straight on in and out
the large Thoros's back, the Thoros stretching backward. The point went out
the back and into the belly button of the Thoros behind him. And another
and another. Aoi put it in up to the hilt as dopey Thoros men collided with
each other and hit each other stomach to back, all being impaled straight
through the belly buttons. Intestines of one went into another and another
and another. Aoi put both feet up onto the first one on his sword and
pushed his feet against the bare hips to remove his sword. About 9 Thoros
and a half (one was just stuck on the tip of the point) fell off it. The
one who was on the tip was happy. He yelled, "I was just wounded! I was
just woundeadddeaddead..."

"Wound," Pare looked down at the guy's wound which now housed Pare's sword,
"There. Dead there too!"  The hilt went up to the guy's belly flesh,
pushing the friggin sword through him. The guy screamed and gasped as he
felt the flesh upped through him and pushed up his upper chest and then
Pare leveled it down to the guy's lower belly. "More wound dead than just
wounded...wouldcha say?"  Pare licked the guy's handsome face, jumping up,
using the sword as leverage and then got down, quickly removed the sword
out and kicked the guy away, "You're cute!"  He said to the next one as the
next one came at him. Pare swung his sword but the guy ducked and moved to
tackle Pare about the waist. Pare was caught in the grip, surprised. The
Thoros ran him toward the wall hard but Pare had his knife out. The Thoros
waist was right near his face now as he squirmed downward and jabbed it
into the guy's side. The Thoros backed away and fell but another came at
Pare, getting out of the way of the falling Thoros before him. Pare unstuck
the one falling off his knife and brought it up into the one coming at
him. It found soft belly meat and Pare swished it around and moved it out
quickly. He then swung his sword toward another one and hit that one's
sword out of the hand. The sword flung wildly and...

A young Thoros ran out with uncaring others but being new, he called to
them, "I'm new to the fight! I'm like a virgin to...ahhhhafffff..."  A
flying sword ran into his belly button and out his lower back. He fell
and...Thoros warriors trampled over him, some kicking the sword. It moved
every which way. On the ground, laying on his side, the new Thoros squirmed
and felt good as the sword metal in him was moved...he felt a whole line in
him jerking one way and then the other. Parts of him were being moved
around inside.

Sole was circling around and slowly. He waved off Thoros warriors, "Didn't
think you all were such cowards...I mean no matter what I thought of Thoros
clone idiots, I didn't think they ran away from a fight..."  One came
closer and closer and then ran. Sole jabbed his spear point right into his
thick almost plate like ab area, into the belly button. "That's
better. Brave one. Die brave one! Thick and brawny!"

The Thoros on the spear point was shocked and wide eyed but he said, "Let
me go!"

Sole nodded and flung him off, to hit others behind him. They all fell in a
heap. Other Thoros didn't know what to do and they backed off a bit. Sole
knew what to do: he jumped up the fallen and quickly speared each of them
in their belly buttons before they could recover, "Ahha! Ha! Die on your
backs!"

They all, Trio and Thoros, knew it was more difficult, hard in fact, to
fight hard. Rock hard solid dicks made it almost impossible to move at your
fastest..but Trio could do it better than the Thoros.

The Thoros near Sole looked at this blond kid and thought they could take
him. They charged. Pare was backed onto his haunches by many Thoros, who
wielded sword and spears, moving the points down at the Latino. He seemed
cornered. Aoi was surrounded, cut off from his two friends. An Oriental
Thoros was near him. Aoi raised his swords over his head and a spear was
thrust at his belly...just inches away from his shallow navel...

TO BE CONTINUED...