Date: Wed, 16 Apr 2008 17:23:51 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO 9

Sudran, Motran, Farn, Almec, Yut, Stemmer, and Genwick. These were the only
survivors of the 20 attacked boys. That night as before they slept on
leaves, Sudran told Sole, Pare, and Aoi the story. They were all lounging
about on the leaves.  "They wouldn't share their food with us. We were
starving and..."

Aoi noted the boy sounded French and that got his suspicions up. "There is
plenty of food in this land."

Pare smiled at Aoi's suspicious nature, "We eat only plants."

"Shows why you are so skinny," Sudran said.

"I don't think anything," Aoi said, "I think you guys are pretty hot
myself," he smiled.

"He would," Pare whispered to Sole who was very close to him on the
leaves. "He be a slut."

Sole smiled, "Is there anything more you should tell us?"

"They have our brother," Yut said. Yut and Stemmer were the biggest of the
two body wise. They seemed to be weight lifters and had big arms and
chests, hard nipples and veins sticking out on their arms and under
bellies. Sudran was shorter and blond with blue eyes and a friendly
face. He was well defined and his navel was deep with the walls able to be
seen from the outside as they were thick and his navel's large roundness
made it so one could see these strong walls on both sides and on top and
bottom. Farn was black haired, a crewcut with only his bangs long in
front. He was skinny but with pure muscle and as tall or as short as Sudran
with a small outtie bellly button. Genwick was very tall, very skinny, blue
eyed and blond with average length hair to his ears. He did however have
some muscle in his middle and his abs were finely tuned. His butt was
tight. And his legs were muscled. With an ear ring in his left and right
ear, he was the only one who seemed to be Germanic. The others seemed to be
French except for Almec who was British with a wormy navel, a combo in and
out tunnel sticking out at least an inch. Motran seemed to be French, too
but mulatto with light moca skin and a nice big quarter sized navel which
seemed to be cut up before and it looked almost octopus like with all its
folds and cuts and tentacles.

"Your...brother?"  Sole asked, amazed.

"You...you and all the other 20 were....brothers?"  Pare asked.

"No," Sudran laughed, "Just us seven...were. The others were just friends
and allies. Some from Earth, some we picked up on the way."

"They require a blood sacrifice," Stemmer said, fingering his belly button
and using a wooden stick sharpened into a fork to play with it with his
other hand as he laid down, propped up on one elbow to keep sitting up
partly. "The people in the wall. They keep everything for themselves...they
are all men. They have fuel, oil, food, and building materials. And they
will kill him tomorrow at noon."




"No, they won't," Sole said, "We promise."

"We do?"  Pare and Aoi asked at the same time, genuinely surprised.

"I won't let one of them kill him," Sole said.

"You know where he would be?"  Pare asked, nodding his head.

"Yes of course, we were all held there," Yut said, "Will you help us get
Selc before...?"

"Yes," Sole said, "Sleep now for early tomorrow we make plans."

"We will?"  Pare asked, "Am I going to get to stick someone some more?"

"Just go to sleep," Sole said, his voice indicating he thought Pare's
question was more cute than annoying. He felt Pare's arm go around his
muscled back.

Giant logs tied with thick cords, ropes, and vines formed a series of
walls, spiked at the tops that surrounded the town. A hood figure came to
the solitary gate. An old wizened voice called, "Please let us inside!
Please! We have been attacked!"

"By whom?"  A voice on the other side asked.

"Ten boys, ten to attack an man!"

The gate opened and the figure dropped the hood to reveal Sole's blond
hair, drooping to his shoulders, beautifully. He drew his sword, "Not a
sound and you'll live," he told the male who opened the doors. The male
wore only a small circle affair over his privates and a cloth in back,
covering his backside. He had on a pointed hat. His sword was perfectly at
the boy's soft belly, implanted at his belly button, "It won't have to
slide in there if you just do as we say. I mean to kill no one if you just
let us in."

"I...I..."  The black haired guard gulped, "O...okay."  He opened the gate
a bit more.

Aoi, Pare, Sudran, Yut, Stemmer, Motran, Farn, Almec, and Genwick came to
the gate and moved past Sole and the guard boy. Sole said, "And now you
will lead us..."  Sole watched as a thin hand covered the mouth of the
handsome guard. A hand came from behind the guard and held a thin
knife. The knife didn't linger long but went right past Sole's point to dig
right into the bellybutton of the guard. The guard tried to scream or grunt
but it was only a muffled murmur. The knife didn't have to be dug in
deeper...it couldn't go any deeper than it was plunged. Sole removed his
point from the butchering. As the guard closed his eyes after giving Sole
an accusing stare, he sank downward. Behind him, Sole could see
Sudran. "What did you go that for?"

Sudran looked down as the guard slumped at his feet. A wry smile cornered
up at one end of his mouth, "We know where Selc is. We didn't need him to
show us where."

"I gave him my word," Sole said, mad and showing it in his voice.


"No you didn't," Sudran said, "Not really."

Yut was next to Sole now, "Besides what does our word mean in a place like
this. It's kill or be killed. Slay or be slain. Stick em in the belly or be
stuck. Which do you prefer, Sole, old boy?"

Sole pressed his bottom lip to his top. Aoi joined them, "We can't linger
here long, Sole. Besides, I've killed guards like that before, so have
you."

"Have I ? Something doesn't feel right," Sole said. He looked around. This
town was mostly huts, various sized huts of grass, wood, straw, and
hay. There was one stone temple in the center and it was very still and
quiet.

Stemmer came to Sole, "We have the swords from the weapons' store house."

"Good," Sole nodded, "But there's no one to fight so..."

Pare came between Sole and Stemmer, "What? No one to fight? Damn!"

Sole continued, "...so we can just get to the place they are holding Selc."

"It's this way," Stemmer pointed to the stone temple, "Beneath that."

"Aoi, Pare, you follow, I'll take up the rear," Sole pointed his sword.

Pare came to Sole and whispered, "What? Here? Now?"

"Will you stop fooling around and go," Sole half laughed. The ten of them
moved to the stone temple. Sole lagged behind to look around the back. The
other nine moved up the steps and into the temple. Sole was at a rounded
pole but the pole opened up and inside was a type of primitive elevator run
by pulleys. In it was a familiar face: the king that Pare killed, the king
that put Sole in the arena to die. To die over and over when he was cursed
by that sorcerer who possessed the body of a Native American. "You! You
again!?"  Sole found a thin point of a short sword at his navel. He
couldn't move at the King.

"Do I know you?"

"It's the same face...that...you look different."

This king had shorter hair and he wore a blue skimpy loin cloth but the
body was the same and the eye color. "Yes," the king said. Sole eyed the
king. He was young, with black eyes and curly black hair which went down
past his ears. He had a Roman nose and classical handsome looks yet was
somewhat effeminate, despite a worked out body. His shoulders were broad,
his stomach skinny but compact and six packed. The king had a thick innie
that seemed in its deepness to pop out a bit. He had fine legs too. A
golden crown was worn amid the curly head of hair. "You must know my
brother, my twin brother..."

"I knew of him. He's dead, killed by my friend."


"He was cruel man," this king said, "I am nothing like him."

"No?"  Sole looked at the point in his belly button, now in and resting
there.

"No, listen to me, please, I haven't much time. I know what is going on. DO
you?"

"I know...what the survivors of your massacre told me."

"Those you broke in with?"

"Yes," Sole didn't take his eyes off the point.

"Let me tell you the truth about them and why your two friends with them
are in danger."

"Because of your trap?"

"Will you listen to me?"

"You have the advantage."

"That's right and I will drive this in if I have to."  The king said, his
lips shaking. Sole didn't think the king would. He didn't believe
him. Something in the king's voice made Sole think the king wasn't violent,
certainly not as violent as the 50 boys that killed most of the 20.

"Go ahead," Sole said, calmly but then his face registered what that might
have meant, "I MEAN go ahead and talk, not drive it in."

The king smiled. His hand gripped the sword hilt.



In the stone temple, Aoi and Pare lead the seven boys into a black marble
hallway that slowly lead downward. So the others couldn't hear, Aoi
whispered to Pare behind him, "They must have expected us to be coming. No
one is here."

"But the guard?"  Pare asked, "He didn't seem to..."

"Maybe it was his sacrifice," Aoi said, "To get us inside."

Each boy had their spear and a sword they took from the weapons'
house. Pare shrugged, "So as usual, you and I have no idea what we're
walking into."

Aoi rolled his eyes, "And loving it."  He looked back and nodded to Sudran
for the boy to join him up front, "Is this the way you said?"

"Yes," the blond pointed, "Those turns ahead lead to steps going down. We
will take it from here. You and Pare can hang back here to protect our
backs."


"Why?"

"No reason, you've done enough just being here," Sudran smiled and called
the others forward. Soon Aoi and Pare were last.

"Something is not right," Aoi said when the boys moved on.

"That's what Sole said," Pare added.

Sudran lead the front and as he moved down stone steps, older steps,
cracked and overgrown, he encountered a sturdy larger guard who moved at
him with his sword. Sudran met his sword with his own sword but then jabbed
the spear to the unprotected bare belly of this man and stuck it in. He
pulled it out as another even more muscled guard came forward and he jabbed
his spear at him. The muscled guy hit it aside with his sword but Sudran
had his sword and slid it against the sword. From behind Sudran came a
spear jabbed by Yut. It went into the guard's muscled belly and Yut smiled
as he found the belly hard and tight, hard to get through. The button that
was mangled took it in and the closed muscles behind it withstood. Sudran
watched in awe, "Cool! Drive it in that thick gut, man!"

Yut smiled, "Feel that guy? Like it? You might as well enjoy it, it'll be
the last thing you gonna feel on this world!"  Yut drove in and moved past
Sudran and each step closer to the guard made the spear go in more and
more. The guard was lowly moaning and groaning but as it stuck in more and
more, he sucked in more air and actually made less sounds. Yut came right
up to the guy and laid his sword arm on the guy's shoulder, "I like."  The
spear was all the way out the guy's back now and he closed his eyes, not to
open them again as he sunk. Yut pulled it out.

"Any more?"  Stemmer asked.

"Not on the steps, but maybe down there," Sudran looked.

"They seem to be using only their best now," Yut said. He smirked and
chuckled, his shoulders moving up and down as he did, removing his spear
from the meat that fell down the steps after he did, "Not that it will do
them any good."

At the bottom of the steps, the seven moved to a chamber. Pare and Aoi
followed behind and saw the dead guards. They looked impassive at
them. "Psst, over here," a voice called them.

They went to a dark cell. In the cell, a thin redhead, younger than Pare
and Aoi lit a small match. He was wearing a kind of fig leaf and that was
all. Both boys were impressed by the smoothness of the body and the
undefined cuteness. "I have your friend here."

Pare winced, "What's he talking about?"

Behind the redhead, Sole and the king appeared, "Listen, we haven't much
time."

"Sole?" Aoi got closer, "What are you doing in there? How'd...?"

"The bars are loose," the redhead said, "Let's pull them and get out."


"Mind explaining?"  Aoi asked as they all began to pull the bars.

In the chamber, Selc was a stretched on a rack, his belly was swirled at
the navel, his hips wide but his skin tight across the bones. His smooth
stomach was not very muscled but was not fat either. His arms were large
and above his head. His legs were bare and stretched out as far as they
could go. He had on a leather loin cloth. Four males were around
him. "Please, free yourself from the struggle," one named Kai said. Each
wore thongs of yellow.

Another stated, "It is better to follow our way."  This was Cantar.

"Your way is my evil," Selc said. He had sandy brown hair with blond
highlights, not long but not short either.

The third male, Jar, nodded, "You will soon see our way."

"I doubt that," Yut said, gripping his sword in one hand while keeping his
spear point up.

"We are men of peace but we will fight," the fourth, Reu, said, "As many of
your group saw yesterday, I believe."

"Yes you got word from the survivors who ran before us," Sudran came forth.

"Of course," Jar added, "Since you had help from the trio."

"They have their uses and they are almost unbeatable," Sudran shrugged.

Yut sighed, "Look are we gonna talk or are we gonna fight?"

"Fight!"  Stemmer ran forth with his sword out and at Jar. Jar drew his own
sword and they started to fight metal to metal. Jar was not as muscled as
Stemmer but he was as fast, maybe faster.

Selc smiled, "I knew you would come."

Cantar started to fight Sudran and Yut, being taller than both and using a
sword in each hand to block spear and sword on both.

Motran and Farn ran to untie Selc but Kai, Oriental ran at them and with
jumps and some form of Kung Fu, began to block them from him.

Almec and Genwick ran to Reu, who looked Hawaiian and was also tall. They
began to fight also. Reu had a smooth tanned stomach, tanned like the rest
of him and a deep set navel but with a bottom wall that showed like an
outtie.



In the cell, the other five pulled off enough bars for Sole, the king, and
the redhead to fit through. The King told them a lot of information, the
least of which was his name, King Amil Zarl, same as his brother's last
name.


At last Sole knew the name of the other king, his twin who was the trio's
former enemy, now dead as most of the trio's enemies were...and Sole could
care less. Pare was mad, "I wanna kill them in their belly buttons. They
killed your women and children?"

"Not all. A few were killed. We were able to get the rest, most of the
women and children away and head them toward a friendly village not far
from here."  The red head, Mum, smiled. "They are safe there."

Zarl nodded, "But when the 20 boys you fought on the side of..."

"We're sorry about that..."  Aoi said.

Pare turned to Sole, "Did he just apologize?"

Sole shrugged, "He did. I heard it, did you?"

"I did," Pare said, "I wish I had it on audio tape."

Aoi ignored them, "We are..."

"Yes, if we had known..."  Sole said, "We would have..."

"Slain them in their navels!" Pare yelled.

"Shhh," the other four said.

"The time for talk and quiet is over," Pare held his sword up, "It's time
to slay the brutes!"

"Go on," Aoi told the king and Mum.

Mum said, "The 20 you helped...and are sorry you did...those 20 heard the
women and children were on their way to the new village...and they were on
their way to kill all of the women and children. We sent out about 50 of
our best warriors to stop them. Luckily even though we lost, the seven
survivors were afraid to ask you three to help them kill women and
children. Their so called brother in the dungeon was their leader. We were
trying to convince him to make them stop. At least our women and children
are safe though."

Quiet for a moment, Sole thought, and turned to the King, "King Zarl, was
your wife among them?"

"Uhm, no," Zarl said, "But the wives of many who remained here to try to
stop the boys were among them."

"Was your wife killed?"  Aoi asked.

"Uhm, noooo," Zarl said and his eyes darted to Mum.

"So Mum, he's your son?"  Sole asked.


"Uh, uh, no, not really," Zarl said.

"Oh, I see," Sole smiled and put his hand on the shoulder of Mum.

"I don't...what does he mean?"  Pare asked, looking back in from listening
to the chamber.

"Never mind," Aoi said, helping Mum and Zarl through the cell bars that
were off.

"Okay, that's it," Pare said, "I'm going in whether you guys want to or
not!"

Pare took off. "We want to," Sole said and ran after him.

Aoi turned to the king and Mum, "I think you two better stay here."

"Nonsense," Mum said, "We want to help. You are outnumbered."

Aoi shrugged, "It's your life...lives."

Aoi ran to the chamber. Aoi, Pare, and Sole caught the end of the four
battles going on.

Sudran got behind Cantar while Yut attacked from the front. Sudran held
Cantar's sword arm while Yut rammed his sword into Cantar's belly
button. Sudran then rammed his own sword into Cantar's back and out
Cantar's belly button. Yut and Sudran slid their weapons along each other
in the boy. Cantar looked down at this on his belly and looked up at Yut's
eyes. Yut smiled. "It's like fuckin a guy through your own body."

Sudran slid the sword in, "Feels powerful, man!"

Yut said, "Sudran, take my sword."

Sudran grabbed the tip and used the flat side to pull it while Yut took
Sudran's sword on the other side. Cantar bent, "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
ohhhhhhhhwaaaaa!"  Yut's hilt went into his stomach while the other hilt
exited his belly button and ripped all the area around it. He screamed. The
two killers exchanged their swords back to each other.

While that was going on, Motran and Farn were getting beaten back by
Kai. Motran was beaten to the rack and hit the straps. Selc yelled, "Kill
him! Don't let a little....kill him now!"

"We ARE tryin," Motran got up as Kai beat his sword against Farn and
dropped Farn near Selc's legs. Motran got behind Kai but Kai turned,
leaving his back to both Farn and the rack. From his buttox and in a
sitting position, Farn cut the calf of Kai nearest him but Kai turned and
sliced Farn's arm. Farn was able to avoid severe damage by rolling away
from the rack and the area. Motran used this to drive his sword right at
Kai's belly but he hesitated due to Kai's quick thrusts. But it was enough
to drive Kai back into the rack...and Selc. Selc used his knees, bending
them up to hold Kai. He couldn't do it for long but it was enough for
Motran to ram his sword quickly...right into Kai's nice seemingly floating
belly button.




"Got him!"  Selc said and let go.

Kai stood there, "Aaarggghh!"  He waved his sword and hit Motran back,
Motran letting go of his own sword. Kai grabbed at it with his free hand
and moved at Farn who was returning.

Farn hit at Kai's sword as Kai swung, "You're finished! Finished!"

Kai found flesh at Farn's hip, just above it and he kept cutting. Farn
screamed as Kai cut and cut. But Farn had his way too. He stuck his sword
into Kai's belly too, right next to Motran's and shoved it all the way
in. Motran joined as Kai cut Farn's upper body off his lower, the outtie
belly button still there but trailing at the bottom of the cut. Motran
stuck Kai more and more, "Die already! Die! Die now!"  Kai went to his
knees and swung at Motran but couldn't get him now. Motran chopped his
sword out of Kai's side from the navel out and cut out guts and other
things. Farn's upper body was still swinging a few moments after it was
hitting the floor. His navel was all over, hanging from his upper body with
intestinal track dangling from it.  Kai sunk down as Motran unplugged him.

"Ggggunarrrguhuh!"  Kai fell to his stomach and squirmed to jerking death.

Jar's sword was quickly knocked out of his hand by the sword of Stemmer but
Jar rushed under Stemmer and held his elbow and forced Stemmer to drop his
sword. Stemmer had his spear and the two wrestled over it. Stemmer dropped
back onto his back and rolled but Jar stayed with him. Stemmer then got to
his feet with Jar but kneed Jar in the stomach, allowing the spear to raise
so he could do so. Jar bent up in pain and Stemmer jerked the spear from
Jar. He punched down Jar and then stuck the spear right in Jar's bare
gut. Jar yelped, "Ohhhhhhhhhhh! Ulllllllll! Uhhhhhhhgaa."

Stemmer unplugged him and ran to Motran, "Get him off this rack!"

Rue's sword was blocked in a rounding style by Almec, who said in his
British accent, "You can't win, mate. You don't have the savage animal
instinct we do. Just concede and we might let you live."

Rue just laughed. Genwick said, "Yah, yah, now you die."  As Almec did the
rounding move again to get Rue's sword out of the way, Genwick merely stuck
Rue's bare belly button with the jab of his spear. Rue stopped moving. "Get
behind him," Genwick said to Almec.

"Sure mate," Almec got behind Rue and held his sides, "He's a looker, innit
he?"

Genwick shoved the spear in. Rue jerked his upper body up a bit, sucking in
air to withstand it or bear it, "Hisssssshuhhhh."  Almec held Rue as Rue
just wanted to drop but couldn't.

Almec got his head up to Rue's ear, "Enjoy that pain. I can tell you do!"
Almec let go and Rue and tore off his loin cloth to see his spurting
joy. "Cor! Told you!"

"I see he like it," Genwick smiled. "Who now?"  He turned.

 "How bout us?!" Sole said, standing there with Aoi and Pare. Behind them
was Zarl and Mum. Mum and Zarl found weapons. Zarl picked up a long thin
sword and Mum found a spear.




"No problem!"  As every split up, Genwick rushed Sole in a wide open area
near the entrance. Sole smiled but then looked afraid. It was a
ploy. Genwick smiled in a superior manner as he ran, spear out pointed at
Sole. Behind Sole, Stemmer ran from the rack to slash at his back but Sole
turned to ward him off. Stemmer ran back to the rack when Selc called him
to get him off. It was enough to get Sole distracted. Sole turned back and
Genwick was almost upon him.

"One thing to do!"  Sole crouched as if Stemmer had gotten him, holding the
side of his stomach that was away from Genwick. Genwick was a bit startled
by this and yet he still came on. Sole was down and as Genwick approached,
Sole who had his spear down raised it and into Genwick's solid and skinny
belly. It hit right in the belly button and using Genwick's own momentum,
Sole raised his spear and Genwick on the end of it into the air. Sole
almost laid down under Genwick but was sort of crouching down under him as
he tottered Genwick in the air. Gravity did the reset. The skinny tallest
warrior, Genwick's body went down the spear with a nice THKKKKK sound. It
didn't fall all the way down it.

Genwick's yelp was like a "YAAAAAA---" that part sounded like a victory
yell but then as he realized it was he that was the dying one and stuck one
it changed into a "AAAAAAAAAHHAHAHAHAULLLLLLLLLLLAAAAHHHHHHHH."

It satisfied Sole as he watched Genwick above him. He turned the spear to
totter another way and Genwick fell onto his side. Sole stayed with the
spear and stepped over Genwick's body as it jerked. Genwick held the spear
in him, having dropped his own as soon as he realized he was speared. Sole
got a better grip on the spear and pulled it out, then saw Genwick's body
jerk into more of a vee, his legs on one side and his head on the
other. Sole was in a battle rage and it gave him no glee right away but it
would as he replunged the spear into Genwick and that vee jerked into an
opposite M shape. Genwick jerked and quivered,
"Ohahahahanooonoooohhhhohhohhhnoooanawwwwwagurug!"

He made sounds like Sole never heard before and Sole grew hard in the
penis. He also knew Genwick's cloth was wet underneath. He tore out the
spear and wanted to reenter it but he saw Motran and Stemmer untying Selc
but not yet finished. He ran at them, past Aoi who battled Yut, who saw him
after killing Cantar. Pare threw himself against Sudran. Sole wanted to get
the two before they freed Selc.

Yut tried to get behind Aoi to stab him in the back with his sword but Mum
saw this and tossed himself in the way. "NO!"  Mum got Yut's sword in his
navel and dropped the spear he was holding. Yut shrugged and pulled it
out. Mum fell.

Aoi knocked Almec back and turned to see Mum falling. Aoi grabbed the boy,
"NOOOO!"  Mum fell to Aoi's front. Aoi's chest hit the smooth back, "You
can't die!"

Mum murmured, "I am afraid all of us here can. Don't let them get our women
and children. Zarl and I have children in that group."

Aoi wondered, "How?"




Mum's eyes closed. Zarl saw Mum get hit and yelled, "NOOOO!" Zarl ran at
Almec who was trying to kill Aoi from behind as Aoi held Mum.  Distracted,
he didn't care that a spear hit his navel and slid in and out...and in and
out. Sudran did this as he knocked Pare to the ground. Aoi looked at the
fun loving Almec as Almec enjoyed spearing Zarl's stomach over and over,
"You coward!"  Yut was about to stab Mum again and only because doing so
would get Aoi also as he stabbed in and in until he gutted Aoi too. Aoi
knew this and quickly threw Mum's dying body at Yut.

"Ooffffooofff!"  Yut dropped his sword as Mum's breathed his last at his
feet, hitting.

Aoi's sword was down but he had his knife. Yut was faster this time and
came at him with the spear, losing his sword. Aoi faced him but moved away
at the last moment. His smooth belly felt the breeze as the spear
passed. He got out of the way and the spear went in...into flesh of Almec
behind Aoi. Almec was trying to stab Aoi from behind with a knife of his
own. "Ohhhhhgeeze!"  Almec bent up and fell. Yut was surprized he did
this. He shrugged again.

"I don't care bout you, Almec, die too," Yut unstuck his comrade but it was
too late for him. Aoi snatched up his fallen sword and on an angle from
lower to upper, gutted Yut into the belly button. He let it go up to the
hilt before releasing it and kicking it all the way in. He then grabbed the
hilt from the moving away Yut.Yut heaved his lower body up, penis stuck out
and spurting white globs, and sword still in there. Aoi grabbed the hilt,
avoiding what he could and not caring if cum got on his upper wrist and
pulled it out.

Aoi turned to Pare, "Thanks for all the help!"  The reason he said this is
not presently obvious but will be when you read on.

Sole got behind the rack Selc was on. "Coward come out!"  Stemmer yelled.

Motran echoed him, "Yeah, come out!"

"Okay," Sole said. He shoved his sword through the straps of the rack and
upward until it found a home in Motran's ample belly. Belly button cut up
and out the shoulder blades.

"Mmphffffff!"  Motran swallowed hard and wouldn't breath out again. He bent
up, his muscled shoulders folding. His stomach tightened and found the
sword in it trying to get pulled out.

"Damn!"  Sole said, "You got my sword! Give it back, fucker!"  Sole pulled
it out, "Oh, it came out. Oh, wait, you meant you wanted me to come out,
not my sword. Opps. Sorry! Die Motran! Cowards kill kids and women!"
Motran held his belly for moments longer and nodded his head before
dropping. He kicked to his death...

"Get him!"  Selc said, "Get him!"

"Aren't you sick of back street drivers? Or in this case, rack dungeon
sword callers or something," Sole kept dodging Stemmer's sticking through
the rack straps at him.

"Stand still so I can kill ya!"  Stemmer yelled.

Selc rolled his eyes, "Just go back there! Don't do that! You might hit
me!"

"Ohhh," Stemmer said.


"Get me off here, I'll slay him!"  Selc said.

Stemmer tried again to stab Sole as Sole came to the straps and put his
head through. Sole taunted, "Selc, I'll get you off there. Your men seem
too inept to do it."  Sole jumped back as Stemmer stuck the sword at his
face. A sword came through the straps at Sole's nose. He smiled and grabbed
both sides of the rack with both hands. As Stemmer withdrew and rethrust,
Sole moved the entire rack so that....the sword Stemmer jabbed at Sole
through the straps...stuck through Selc's swirled belly button first. Sole
looked at the bloody point as it came through Selc and the straps.  "On
second thought, Selc, get yourself off."  Sole saw the rack jumping, almost
so that the bottom bar was coming off the ground. "Oh, I see you are
getting yourself off."

"AhAhAhAhAhAhAh, aaahhhharrrr."  Splat.

Stemmer looked, "Damn shit! No matter, I'll get ya!"  He took the sword out
of Selc's body.

Selc jerked, "You fool!"

"Hey!"  Stemmer stuck Selc again and Selc yelled. "I am no fool!"

Suddenly Stemmer felt something in his navel. He looked down. Sole's spear
was there. The point. It stuck in him.  Sole smiled and shrugged, "Hey!
Yeah, you are."

Stemmer gulped and dropped his sword, "I...Iiiiiiiii guess I am, make it
quick, willya?"

"Naw," Sole carved, "I think not. I don't think I wanna. Die slow and
nice."

"UHHHHHHHuhhhhhUHuh."

"That's the way. Uh, keep it up. I see you can."

Pare found Sudran stronger than he thought. Sudran lost his spear in the
battles and Pare rushed him with sword and knife. Sudran had his sword but
grabbed Pare's wrist. He tugged until Pare dropped his knife, "That's never
happened before," Pare said and found himself thrust against the stone wall
to the back of the chamber dungeon.

"A lot that's never happened before is gonna happen to ya, you little
runt."

Pare struggled, "Like what?"

Sudran held him against the wall, "For one, you are going to experience
death through your bellybutton, slow and lingering."

"Oh, is that all? That's happened already," Pare said.

Sudran laughed, "Funny guy in the face of stabbing stomach death."

"Not yet," Pare said. Sudran made Pare drop his sword. "On the other
hand..."


Sudran put his leg between Pare's legs and side felled him. Pare fell to
his back.  Sudran put his knees on Pare's chest, "I am gonna enjoy this! I
want it to last long and hard!"

"Well, it's one of those already," Pare snided. His penis was stiff almost
to his lower belly. It was pressed against Sudran's penis and lower
belly. "For both of us. I should tell ya I'm spoken for."

Sudran punched Pare's jaw and found his sword close by. He tore off his own
loin cloth of leather. Pre cum dripped and clung to itself. Then let
go. With knees on Pare, the hilt in both hands and point pointed down as he
threatened to jab it down like a pike, Sudran was going to arch it down, "I
want you to feel this...."

Pare closed his eyes but his reaching hands felt something nearby
him. String. Thin string. Attached to a thicker bow.

Sudran moved his body at Pare's as he drove it down.

Pare scooped up the bow and arrow and slung it into position. Sudran's
belly button met the arrow and Pare had enough room to draw it back as far
as he could...which is when the arrow found Sudran's belly button. Sudran
dropped the sword as the arrow passed clean through him. "Ohhhhh."  Sudran
and Pare both looked at Sudran's navel...a big red hole. The arrow and bow
fell at the same time, arrow across the room. Bow right next to Pare. Pare
was amazed. Sudran's penis found Pare's belly button. Pare felt hot now,
"Oh yeah! I put something in your navel, you can put something in mine! I
think it feels good there! Better for me, cause I bet to live!"  Pare
looked down as Sudran's penis came white goo in his belly button all around
it, caking it with icing. It vanished, even though it was an outtie, it was
covered in a volcano of cum. Pare tore off his own denim shorts and his
penis wallowed out stiff as a diving board. It pre came against Sudran's
bare smooth lower belly and then upward. "OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"  Both
boys made that sound. Sudran jerked.

"Dying like this the only way to go!"

"Yeah!"

"Uh, uh, uh, uh,ah,uh,ah,uh,..."

"Uhhhhhhhhhahhhhhhhh...dieeeee!"

"Feel that!"

Aoi turned as they finished, "Thanks for all the help!"

Sudran fell and Pare pushed the body off him, "You're wel cum."

"So are you!"  Aoi helped him up by putting his hand out. "Too bad about
Mum and the King. I liked them."

"Me too, can't we do something?"  Pare asked.




"Anyone we know that can raise the dead?"  Sole joined them.

"Ziwiz!"  All three said.

The magic boy appeared. He was totally naked and dripping pre cum
himself. "What the hell?"

"Uh, sorry!"  Sole said.

"We are?"  Aoi asked.

"Naw you and I aren't," Pare whispered.

"Well, what do you think?" Sole asked as he showed the boy Wiz, the dead
pair.

"You know you can't keep calling me like this," Wiz said.

"Whadya mean?"  Sole asked, "This is the first time we have. Can you do
it?"

"It will take a lot out of me. I have learned to do it. Put them face to
face on that rack but don't stretch them."  Wiz went over to the rack and
saw dead meat, "Get those bodies out of the way first!"

"Sorry, couldn't be helped."

"It never can when you three are around."  Wiz said and frowned, "I `ve
made some good friends..."  He saw the forlorn look in all the trio's
eyes. "As good as you three...well, they've never thought of killing me but
anyway...I was with one of them just now when you called me...in a
place..."

"Can they be raised soon? I mean is there a time limit?"  Pare asked,
"You're talking and talking and we just....oh hell, can you do it?"

It took a long time. Wiz did a dance and played with himself over and
over. It took a lot out of him and he sweated all over his
body. Glistened. He poked a belly button ornament into his navel and came
and came over and over. He told them it might not be in the spirits for
these two to be raised. Then he danced again and he laid hands on their
wounds. Nothing. It might have been their time. He danced some more and
prayed over them. Finally the pair revived and their wounds healed. As the
two came to and Wiz came again, the magic boy vanished.

"Goodbye my trio of friends."

"You can call your women and children back now," Sole said and held Zarl's
hand in one of his own hands and Mum's in the other. "It's safe."

"Yeah as soon as we leave," Pare said, "It will be."

"Oh shut up," Aoi turned, tears in his eyes and he didn't want anyone to
see him with tears coming down his face and dripping down the front of his
chest to his navel...