Date: Wed, 09 Apr 2008 20:11:24 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO 3a

He came upon them in the night. Imagine trying to tickle the trio with your
sword point in the night while they slept. He was an Arnold Schwarzenger
type, the Arnold of CONAN II: THE DESTROYER. He was nicely muscled and had
a deep dark dank navel, spread horozontially but large so that it had a
vertical tilt too but more sideways. He was thinner than the Arnold of
CONAN THE BARBARIAN. But still thicker and more muscled than any of the
TRIO.

Spent, Pare slept with his arms over his head and spread out, his underarms
bare to the night sky of stars above them in this desert. There were a few
trees and the trio made their camp next to one, sleeping near one. They had
put up a tent but slept outside of it, it being such a nice, clear starry
night. Next to Pare, who slept in the nude, was Sole, who was on his side
spooning Aoi, who was asleep in a fetus position. All were sound asleep.

The muscle guy, Cone, had a huge pointed sword and snuck up to them, on the
side of Pare. He rounded to their front and pointed his sword at Sole but
then saw Pare's outtie belly button and it being so open to him, decided to
stick him first and then quickly stick Sole and Aoi as they awoke to his
screams of agony. His sword, massive in the middle would go in and in,
opening the belly hole beyond Pare's perimeter, making a larger hole,
enlarging the belly button both sideways to the perimeter and inward as he
stuck into the sand under the kid's bare back.

Cone moved the sword at Pare but suddenly he felt a pain in his button. He
looked down and saw Sole's spear point to it. He moved to jab his sword in
the direction of the sitting up blond. Sole's upper body was up and his
spear in his hands and the point at the navel of Cone. "I hate my sleep
being disturbed by cowards..."

Cone grimaced but said, "You think this hurt? You will feel more...this not
stop me."

Sole shoved the spear upward and it went into Cone some more as Cone raised
his sword over Sole's head. Aoi jumped up and took the sword out of Cone's
hands, jumping up to do so. "Nice sword," he mocked Cone, "I like it big
guy."

Pare was up now too, "I thought I heard you two havin some fun. Wha?"

Aoi took the sword and saw Sole's spear in Cone. Aoi took the shaft of the
spear and took it out. Sole said, "Aoi, don't fool around. I want this guy
dead so I can get back to sleep. Besides, he's dangerous, you shouldn't..."



Pare came up to Aoi with his own sword and knife, "YOu think that'll do
it. Will he really feel it?"

Cone tried to stand there and flex, to bare his death feelings. That
burning hole in him. "Not out me back."

"Oh, I don't know, I think this ought to..." Aoi stuck the sword into Cone
and twisted.

Pare took it and pulled it out as Aoi felt it, "Ohhh," Aoi said, "I like it
when you touch my sword while it's still in someone else..."

Pare took his knife and neared the bloody hole, "I think it should be like
this..."

Pare moved in and wrangled and wriggled his knife into Cone and then moved
it all around as if he were doing a math problem with a compass. Cone
gurgled and gasped, grunting deeply as if he were trying to overcome the
pain. "Oh yeah," Aoi said and nodded, "I think that's cool but...I like the
spear so maybe..." he waited until Pare looked at him and removed the knife
from Cone and then stuck the spear point in and in and in and in until he
felt real muscle in the back from the front! "Sole was right...."

"Guys watch that one...he...he's very big..."

"Oh he's..." Aoi smiled.

"...dying," Pare said as Aoi popped the spear out Cone's bare muscular vee
back. Cone yelled, trying not to. His eyes were shut for a long time and he
stood still, flexing his arms and tensing his stomach which was now
pierced. "I still think a good solid sword jab does it best..." he put his
sword right into Cone's former navel hole, now a mess of gore as Aoi jerked
the sword out. "Like that!"

Cone fell to his knees now. Pare followed Cone's guts and rammed the sword
and then jerked it upward and then downward and moved it every which angle
he could think of. Cone jerked his upper body back, involuntarily, and bent
with his stomach outstretched. "Outline his abs, wad's left of em," Aoi
said.

"Wad ya mean?" Pare asked.

"Oh, I'll do it," Aoi came forward and used one of Pare's knives to outline
Cone's abs, sticking deep and making cuts along the ab lines.

Sole slept soundly to the dying sounds of Cone.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh" the sound of silence.