Date: Sat, 12 Apr 2008 15:29:10 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO  7

The blond pressed his stomach in on Sole's body as Sole took the sharp end
of the sword into his belly hole and out his back. Stomach to stomach soon
as they met. The blond jerked his hand to Sole's privates and got him off
to a milking climax. Sole then lurched downward and the guy grabbed his
sword again and with one hand. He let Sole fall off it as he just held it
to separate it from Sole's abs.



Pare had his knife to the ravioli belly button of the witch boy. "Let me
explain."

"I want to kill you."

The kid moved back and the cold steel went off his navel. "Ummm, hey, that
felt good. I, ummm, I want to tell you what it is you have to fear...it's
not me."

"What? You did...what did you do?"  Pare found his mind clouded.

"It's him," the kid turned to Kiko, "He's the one. He's clouded your
judgement. All three of you..."



An indian boy with slender stomach. Stabbed into Sole's belly button and
went through it right away and out the back.

A Japanese teen, well muscled and a bit older than Sole used two swords to
carve up Sole's belly button area, slicing and carving one way and then the
next.

Triplets, redheads, fought Sole. Smaller than he and freckled everywhere,
they knew they would win. Sole was beginning to recollect his previous
loses and was not as into fighting as he would have been had he knew he had
a chance to win. Lackluster in his moving, the redheads easily overtook
him. One got behind him and put him in a headlock, having to reach up on
his toes. Another plunged a trident into Sole's slender and tightened
belly. Sole had seen it coming and actually welcomed it in. He knew it
would feel good. He bent over and the kid on his back went up in the air.



This was going on with many fighters. All of them winning against Sole. All
of them lined up to fight him and all of them sticking him, usually in the
stomach.

While this was happening, Aoi was making his way to the halls and barracks
of the gladiator boys. Any guards he passed were meat for his sword and
knife. As they all wore, rather confidentaly, their bellies out in the
open, having only armor curve from their necks to their upper chests, their
bellies were open targets and the navel made an excellent place to aim for.



He rounded a corner but ducked back. There were two larger guards standing
there, one with his sword out. The other with his hand on the hilt as it
remained in its cover at the guy's solid waist. Aoi came round the corner,
holding his back with one hand and his stomach with the other, "Halp me!
Halp!"  The guard with his sword out bent over to help him.

"What happened to youuuuuuuu!"  The guard bent over more as he found Aoi's
razor sharp knife in his gut hole, making it larger. Aoi quickly whipped it
out and with one hand tossed the larger guy aside as he moved in on the guy
with his hand on the hilt of his weapon.

Before the guy could move it out of his cupboard, Aoi jabbed the knife into
his belly too. Another guard, one he hadn't seen, came up behind him. The
guy with his hand on the hilt, didn't have it there any more. He withdrew
his sword but as he realized he was already stuck deeply, he let the sword
arm falter and move downward. Aoi ignored him as he looked up at the kid,
accusingly. "Not fair..."  He heard the guy say as the guy went to his
knees and held his butchered hole with one hand. He gulped and fell
sideways onto the other guy's bare side. They kicked together, one off the
other. Aoi had his own problems.

"All's fair in love and war...and navel stickin," Aoi said as he turned to
meet the guy who snuck up on him. Aoi met sword for sword, happy that the
arena sounds of swords clashing and guys dying...no scratch that, the
sounds of Sole dying----masked this fight. Aoi hit his sword against the
larger third guy, who's brown hair kept getting in his own face. Aoi
laughed and saw this happen. The guy was too confident. "Larger is better?"

"You runt, you gonna die!"  He moved at Aoi again and again, backing
him. Aoi ducked down and moved his sword up on an angle into the guy's hard
belly. "You don't know what...what?"  The guy looked down as he had his
sword raised to clang down again. On Aoi's back. He didn't get the
chance. Aoi shoved upward and the sword went on sliding into the hard
belly, making its own way to air out the guy's solid back. Aoi slowly stood
as he moved it in some more. The guard straightened out. He still held his
sword up.

"Drop it," Aoi said. "Or..."  He twisted the sword in the guy and
intestines swiveled.

"No, I'll illllllllllll," the guy was feeling it now. Aoi saw the leather
straps rise, one strap in particular and knew it was the guy's dickhead
massaging itself against it. Soon it would be out and spurting. "I...I will
lllllllllllulllluulllluuuhuhlll, take you with me!"

"You can try, guy. But the only thing you should wanna try to take with you
at this point...my point...is your own intestines and navel meat. Oh fuck,
die!"  Aoi twisted and churned, making butter out of the mid section.



The guy dropped his sword down and threw his head back. Aoi withdrew his
sword and usually he would have just moved on. Instead he wanted to see
just how much this guy would suffer now. The guy spurted about six feet in
the air as he fell on his bare bloody back. Aoi saw some of it hit his own
navel and lube there. He rubbed it. As the guy struggled, Aoi watched and
smiled. Then a scream, that of Sole's drew him back to reality. He ran to
another corner. A lone guard was there. Aoi just reached around and took
his sword and jabbed it into the guy's belly button. He came round to face
the guy but the guy arched up over the sword, his upper body trying to take
it. Aoi withdrew the sword and plunged again and again. The guy grabbed
himself and fell. He groaned. Another guard grabbed Aoi from behind, coming
upon the scene. Aoi got low and bent over himself and flipped. The guard
fell off him and onto the ground, Aoi landing on his head, head to guy's
stomach. Aoi then rolled again and off the guard.  The first thing he
noticed was the guard's youth. Not much older than me, Aoi thought. And
that this guy was very, very good looking. Classical features, nice brown
eyes, brown hair, strong jaw. Aoi didn't care. This would not hypnotize
him. The jabbed at the guy's side and wounded him. "Take it slow,
dude. You'll recover, just don't try to get up or I will slay you."  Aoi
started to move past the guy but the guy had a knife now and tried to cut
Aoi's cafes. "I warned you!"  Aoi jabbed his sword down into the guy's
mound of a stomach and plunged hard. The guy winced and rose up on his back
but this made the sword go in deeper and deeper. Aoi just made it go in and
then he slid it, cutting the guy from navel to left hip and back to the
right hip. He made this move again so that it cut down toward the now
stiffening penis. He took it out and stepped over the guy. "Die fool!"

Another guard was there now and smiling. "You punk. You think you can take
us all on?"

"Maybe, maybe not. But for now, just you!"  Aoi threw his knife and this
distracted this redheaded guard. Aoi moved to the guard and the guard,
shocked, was already back to wall. "Just tell me which way to the arena is
open that can get me in under or over the gladiator boys ..."



"You...you're one of the three..."  The guy didn't sound afraid but he
looked at the point which was poised over his navel.

"Just tell me where the open gate is or I'll open your stomach."

"Like them?"  The other guards were still in their dying orgasms.

"At least they enjoyed their deaths."  Aoi nodded.

"It...it's the second one to the left, it will get you under the line of
gladiator boys."  The guy, now nervous as Aoi's eyes widened, added, "That
will get you in...the one just that way and a bit upward..."

"Thanks~!"  Aoi jabbed the sword point into the guy's navel and kept it
going.

The guy shut his eyes and grabbed at the sword, "You saidddduhhh!"

Aoi smiled.

"You said you would let me live!"  The guy gagged.



"I lied, die," Aoi said and stabbed the sword in again after
withdrawing. He moved it perpendicular to the guy's belly button and then
drove it out again. He withdrew and the guy slid down the wall. Aoi ran for
the open gate. He found it shut. And there were four guards there. He
couldn't take them all on but he was willing to try. Then he had another
idea. He headed back the way he came and saw the guy he just stabbed still
struggling to stay alive. He jabbed his sword down into him again, "That's
for lying you dog! Feel that!?!!"  He took it out and looked for the line
of gladiators.





Aoi finally he reached the level of the huge line of gladiators that were
waiting to kill Sole. Some were on line for the second time. "What fun is
there in that?"  He muttered to himself.

Pare turned to see Kiko in a new light. "I'm confused."

"Only because he is making you that way," the wizard boy said, "Look at
this rock."

"Don't do it, Pare, it's his trick!"

The rock was a flat boulder and on it the boy waved and rubbed his tender
hands. He thrust his hips at the rock and stood back. On the rock, a view
of the woodlands showed Kiko using his spear to kill other boys just like
the magic boy. Spear went through young, tender bellies, untouched by
others. Navels were cracked. Ribs were stuck out as the spear went into
their center hole. The killing was complete and the boys fell, dead or
slowly dying. Taunted and played with by Kiko. This magic boy came upon the
scene late and Kiko ran at him but the boy vanished, tears in his eyes.

"They were all evil!"  Kiko yelled.

"You killed them. They did nothing to you."

"They killed all my people."

"You have no people any more," the magic boy looked at him and pointed, "HE
killed all his own tribe males."

"NO!"

"Shall I show him?"

Kiko moved at the boy with his spear leveled for his belly button, "NO!"

Pare got between the boy and Kiko's spear and knocked it aside with his
sword, "I guess he's right, isn't he?"



Pare met the blows of Kiko's spear again and again as the magic boy talked,
"He took over my body. Possessed me as I slept. When I met your friend, it
was I who needed love, that much was true. But he used it to try to get the
three of you to kill me. For he cannot kill me himself. I have grown too
strong."

"But why is he trying now?"  Pare had some time deflecting each spear blow
and almost didn't. The spear point knicked across his stomach, missing his
outtie belly button by a mere inch.

"He just can cause me to suffer. He's a spirit, an evil one. The body he is
in now may not even be his own. He lives in it and other bodies by just
killing others and making them kill."

"Any way to kill him?"

"Kill the body. But the curse on your friend will only end if you..."

"Stab him in his belly button?"

"Yeah! Stab him in his belly button! Make em feel it good and hard!"

"HAHA!"  Kiko moved his spear end up high and the point low as if to trick
Pare, to drive the point down into his belly button from on high. Pare met
it and moved it upward. This allowed Kiko to stand with his spear totally
on the same level...over his head. This left his belly unprotected.

"Nice stomach," Pare rushed in to it with his sword, "Too bad I have to do
THIS to it! Feel that, Indian boy?!!"

Kiko shut his eyes and dropped his spear.
"Owwarggghhhhullllllllllllllllllghaagaaa!"  Pare moved in and stabbed
in. He found Kiko embracing him. "Remember if he is being stabbed as I die,
he will die...forever this time."

A sword was in Sole's stomach but he blinked awake as soon as it was taken
out. The first boy who stabbed him, the blond, was not as lacking in self
confidence now as he returned to the arena.  Cocky, in more ways than one,
he was hard and stiff and pre cumming in the anticipation of stabbing into
the softness of Sole's inner workings.

The king looked, "Have we gone around once already? Oh, very well, no sense
in being bored, besides he and others need the practice! Kill! Kill him
again!"  The crowd agreed.

The boy, Avro, moved at Sole who was reviving. Sole stood and used his
spear.

Pare stabbed as far as he could into Kiko. Kiko tried to embrace Pare in a
bear hug but was in too much pain. The magic boy had a knife now, one he
stole from Pare and seeing Pare in a dangerous situation, he got that knife
between them. Pare yelled, "Hey watch it!"



"No sense watching it but doing it is another thing!"  The kid shut his
eyes and sliced into Kiko's belly from one side to the other, reaching
across the belly and drawing the knife back toward himself. This helped
Kiko to let go of Pare more quickly.  Kiko's arms dropped off Pare's
body. The big indian was going limp. Pare found Kiko falling back now.
Pare drove the sword upward into places he hadn't found before in the
enemy. He also found upward stomach stuff and downward intestines.

Avro beat Sole's sword but Sole beat him back. Avro smiled, "You can't win
anyway, why not just submit!"

Sole yelled, "We'll see!"

Avro fell onto his back and Sole moved to spear him but Avro rolled out of
the way and moved at Sole, "See I can this and..."

"Get stabbed!"  Sole stabbed his spear into Avro's stomach and kept on
sliding.

Avro was totally surprised. "Uggggghhhhh! Hillllllll! Ullllllll!"

Sole smiled, "I'm back!"

"I'm next!"

Sole turned to see the twins. Then suddenly a knife and a sword point came
out the twins' belly buttons. The twins fell and behind them was Aoi. Sole
was shocked now as he pulled his spear out of Avro. Avro fell, gawking and
huffing to his sticky death. The twins were saying, "Oh no! Not this way!"
They too fell. The three fell and crawled to each other, dying in a triple
orgasm.

Sole said, "I never thought I'd be so happy to see anyone!"  He kissed Aoi
on the lips.

Aoi swallowed Sole's saliva, "Ready to leave?"



Kiko huffed his last a while ago. A butchered mess was in place of the
large navel. Pare asked the boy, "What's your name?"

"Call me Wiz. I don't think you can pronounce my Celtic name."

"Wiz. Wiz? What the hell, Wiz, can you get me to the arena?"

"Sure anywhere I particular?"

"Sure, as a matter of fact there is."



The boy hugged Pare, who was slightly taken aback at this, having tender
arms wrap around his bare waist. "Octomia!"

The pair vanished in a puff of smoke.



Aoi was turned to the gladiator boys, who were surprizing him, "We don't
want to leave. There is nothing else for us so we have to fight."

"You'll die on my sword," Aoi said.

"Or you on ours."

The king yelled, "Look you gladiators, either you fight or my archers and
spearmen will kill you all! NOW KILL EACH OTHER!"

Suddenly a pair of arms reached from behind the throne, for there were open
spaces from the throne back support and the arms of the chair. The arms
were held up on thin stone poles but the back and the arms had spaces. One
arm held a short sword. Two hands over the hilt. The king looked, "HUH?
What is this? Guards!"  The king didn't realize but a few seconds before he
was skewered, he did. His eyes went wide. The two hands thrust the sword
point into his belly button. "NOOOOOO! I can't ...."



"DIE!"  Pare said from behind. He looked at the chair and saw his own sword
point out of the chair back. The Wiz was with him, behind him, scared but
as the guards came at Pare, the boy raised his arms and made them fall.

The Young Leader and the Section Leader came up to Pare. The boy, Wiz,
tossed Sole's original spear down to him, "Catch!"

Sole returned it toward the Young Leader but the Younger leader took the
Section Leader and grabbed him bodily. He moved the Section's stomach into
the spear as it flew up. He then tossed the Section Leader away as the
older man struggled with the spear in his gut, holding it as if it were a
part of himself. The Section leader tried to rise up and all he succeeded
in donig was making his dickhead rise up and his shaft thicken. He grababed
his waist and heaved up. Pare turned to the Younger Leader, "That was a bit
unkind! You should always be nice to your elders!"

"Then be nice to yours. Stand still so I can kill you!"

Pare jumped in front of Wiz, "Get them out of there!"  The boy made Sole
and Aoi appear in front of Pare but the pair had to move out of the way of
the Younger Leader's sword. Pare turned to Wiz, "That is not what I meant!"

"Well, be more specific, will ya!?"

Sole smiled, "No, Pare, this is perfect, he's mine. You three? You three
hold off the other guards, while I teach this elder how to die!"

The other guards were few. They were mostly afraid of Wiz so they stayed
back. The few who were brave enough to come forth were quickly stabbed down
by an energetic Aoi and a deseparte to stab something Pare. The king was
still alive. He was caught on the sword in his chair. Pare had brought
another sword of his to stab the king. As they fought, Sole thrust at the
Younger but the Younger moved aside. Sole's spear hit the king in the lower
belly beneath his navel. Sole dug it out, unmindful of the king, who
squirmed to his death now and shot up his own load right out of his blue
bikini brief waist band. Sole caught the Younger's belly button as the
Younger moved near the edge of the arena. He manevuered the spear so that
the Younger could fall over the edge and into the arena. Pare put his hand
on the chest of a foolish young guard who dared come at him. He withdrew
his sword from the kid's navel and held him. Pare rubbed the kid's shoulder
and licked his nipple as the kid fell. "Now can we leave?"

"Yeah, you know a short cut?"  Aoi asked.

"As a matter of fact...?"  Pare winked at Wiz.

Wiz smiled and tried to wink back but couldn't wink too well with just one
eye. Both eyes shut and they went back to the water hole.  Sole was feeling
his stomach. "Still there. Still intact."

"Now you know what it feels like."  Wiz said. Aoi came up to him and
grabbed him around the back with one hand.  "All I wanted....is what Kiko
used..."  Wiz gulped, "I...I am so lonelly."  Wiz buried his head into
Aoi's chest.

Aoi said, "But you are too powerful to let..." Behind Wiz, Pare stood and
looked at Aoi and shook his head "no."  He didn't want Wiz killed. Aoi was
taking his own knife and starting it up into Wiz's stomach. Aoi saw Pare
and moved back. "...you travel alone. Come with us, we will all protect
you."

Sole was looked at by the three. Sole nodded yes also.

Later, Pare explained all about Kiko---who's body vanished---and Wiz----to
Sole and Aoi. Aoi said, "Well, he really fooled me too."

Pare sat on a rock, "Naw. You kind of didn't trust him from the start."

"But I did believe him," Aoi said.

"And now I have to go," Wiz said. He stood.

"Go? Go where? I thought you were going to stay with us," Pare said.

"No, I have been called."

Pare scratched his head, "By whom?"

"I don't know for sure. Even if I did, they don't want you to know. It's
all very strange. I dunno. Anyway, if any of you ever need me again, just
say my name backwards and I will try to come." The boy laughed, "Ha,
cum. Get it?"

Pare came up to him and hugged him and kissed his neck. Aoi did the
same. They all then looked at Sole. Sole came to him and hugged him for a
longer time. "I wish you happiness," Sole said to him, "And peace."

"And I to all three of you. I never meant for this to happen."

"We know."

The boy vanished in a puff of white smoke. Aoi sat back down on the rocks,
"Well, that's that."

Pare kneeled next to him, put his elbow on Aoi's shoulder, "By the way, do
you two know how to say Wiz backward?"

"Why you just..." Sole started, "Zzzziiiii....zzzzzzzzwwwwwaaa."

Pare laughed, "Aoi?"

"Of course, it's Whaaaa, Iiiiickkk, zaahhhh."

The trio laughed.