Date: Thu, 31 Jul 2008 10:02:08 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO  90

"Sole, Sole is that you? I detect an Asian near you. Must be Aoi? And a
third?"

Yoshi breathed his last. His arms fell to the ground. Spread out from his
body almost as if he were crucified. Dylon was crying. Nakoi grit his teeth
in anger. His thick lips pressed together. His forehead covered in
sweat. His black chest dribbling with sweat. His outtie navel swayed and
staggered. He re-grabbed the sword in Yoshi's belly button, the sword which
just hung there in the air. He pulled on it and it took some strength to
get it out of his lover's no unmoving gut. He threw it into a close by
muscleman's navel and the muscleman staggered now. He grabbed the sword in
him and made a big O with his mouth and bent down. Another tossed a spear
at Nakoi but Nakoi caught the spear and threw it back, embedding it into
the muscle man's belly. He sunk too. Nakoi yelled and caught another spear
thrown at him. He shoved it into the belly of a tall, rushing in muscleman
who sucked in air and doing that while his belly sucked in spear. Nakoi
kicked him in the lower belly beneath the spear and yelled. Pulling out the
muscleman's sword from his speedo and the feeling made the muscleman cum in
his speedo, filling it up like a water balloon at a pool party. Dylon
watched, wide eyed, smiling now that Nakoi fought back. He wiped his tears
away with by bending his elbow and using his arm. He moved his elbow up
and20into the face of the Irish-Mexican-Native American former soccer
player muscleman Keith Richardsons and turned, grabbing the falling sword,
heaving it up and stabbing the taller man in the belly button, his lower
belly tight over a Dolce and Gabbana underwear. The guy groaned and fell in
a heap. Dylon looked shocked that this worked so much so that he forgot to
pull the sword back out. He still had his hands on it though. When another
muscleman came at him just as Dylon decided to try to pull it out. He
heaved it out and back and it just happened, yes, just happened to go into
the rushing next muscleman's gut hole. Dylon turned, surprised to see
this. He opened his mouth to an O now and did a double take. He shoved the
sword in some more, "Not to let you feel cheated, you can feel that good
can't ya?"  The muscleman nodded and fell with the sword in him. Dylon
pulled out. "I'm not a good pull out man."  The muscleman fell and rolled
over Keith and together they jerked to oblivion. A quivering mass of muscle
soon to be gelled and stuck together.




Nakoi used his spear to impale a rushing muscle man and the msucleman
grabbed it away from Nakoi and he was defenseless as yet another spear came
at him. He moved aside, pulled the sword out of the guy's speedo and turned
to yet another and stabbed him in the gut hole, to have him fold like a
deck of cards. The other guy came at him but Nakoi tur ned, both hands on
the sword hilt moving the point into the guy's bellybutton and using all
his weight to plow the sword into the guy's thick hide and out his back and
out again. He waved it upward and then plunged downward, point first into a
new muscleman who had his belly button and lower stomach all extended out
more than the rest of his body as he came at Nakoi.



Dylon stabbed another muscleman by spreading his legs and doing a full
split and letting the muscle man get as close as possible. He then used his
sword to jab the guy as he came close. He pulled it out and backflipped as
two more musclemen came at him. Nakoi was there and he stabbed the two
down.

Nakoi stabbed the a bald muscleman, getting into a dive and ploughing it
straight into him from below and then jumping up and stabbing a gut that
also ran at him from above. "Can't move? Get milk, fucking muscle guys!"
Nakoi landed and stabbed another but this one was too strong for him and
pulled the sword along. Nakoi was sword less so he jerked himself back as
three more musclemen came at him. He landed on his back. Dylon was there
and stabbed one in the back and the piont popped out the belly
button. Dylon held the guy's side and pulled out. The other two musclemen
turned to come at Dylon, who looked worried now. He met the sword of one of
them but it broke his sword.




Finding his hands groping on the ground, Na koi found a spear and
another. He had two in his hands now. He yelled and as the two muscle men
turned from Dylon, he plunged one spear into one's thick abs and had to
jerk it in and twist it for it to break through the thick veins, muscles
and cords beneath. Nakoi yelled and pulled out. Dylon stabbed the other
muscleman but another from behind grabbed his arms and flung him toward
another who held out his sword point for Dylon to be stuck on. Nakoi jumped
between the sword point, hitting it down, stabbing his left spear into the
guy's belly and Dylon hit him from behind, not able to stop his
momentum. Nakoi landed onto the dying guy he just stabbed. "Poor baby! DIE!
Helping these pirates you deserve so just die, go ahead and die!"  Nakoi
pulled the spear out after pushing it all the way through. He turned to let
the guy fall. His loin cloth ripped off by the muscle men fight and now
totally naked, Dylon fell too but there were no muscle men left, for Nakoi
shoved using one hand and the spear felt the last one's navel tunnel before
Nakoi moved on. Dylon got up quickly and Nakoi was off and running before
Dylon could thank him. He ran at Kickai's arena chair.

Kickai waved, still standing, "You are a great fighter. You I want as a
part of my crew..."



"I'm GONNA PART YOUR CREW RIGHT DOWN THE MIDDLE! OR PART YOU FROM YOUR
CREW!!!! YOU SO DEAD!!!!"

K ickai put his head to one side and shut his eyes and pointed. The mulatto
pointed an arrow but Lokeen knocked the bow and arrow out of the boy's
hands. When he looked at Lokeen, the pan like boy ignored his gaze and
sneered, "He's mine. I'll get them both with one shot! Watch!"

Kickai shook his head, "No, not yet, give...wait for it...just cover him
for the second..."

Lokeen stuck his ribs out, "He's awfully close..."

"Maybe he will see a benefit becoming one of mine..."

Another pirate crewmember with a do rag around his head and no shirt on,
low hanging jeans, ran at Nakoi. Nakoi just laughed and stabbed him through
with his spear, "ARE YOU KIDDING????! DIE PIRATE SCUM!"

Kickai saw the pirate's head bounce down as he was stabbed with the spear,
Nakoi using both hands now. "Okay, I cannot let my crew be...wait for it
over and fire at any time..."

With the spear raised high the point now sticking out his hand by his
pinkie and his arm holding it way over his heard, Nakoi ran at Kickai
yelling a war cry. Dylon looked around and saw dying musclemen
everywhere. No one was there to impede his run either. He ran after
Nakoi. "CAPTAIN SHIT--- YOU'RE DEAD MEAT ON MY SPEAR SHAFT!"

"Now..."  Lokeen said more to himself than anyone else, "I enjoy this part
so much...9 D He shot a long thin arrow into the jiggling shaft that was
Nakoi's belly button outtie stalk and it sailed through...right
through...Dylon was following so closely that the arrow came out Nakoi's
black bare bumpy back and FARLONGEDDD right into Dylon's big round navel
and out his back too. It thudded down to the stone arena.




The force of the arrow stopped Nakoi so much that he was thrown back into
Dylon's front and Dylon was running so fast that his momentum drove him
into Nakoi's back fast despite the arrow having hit him too. The result was
Nakoi's back hitting Dylon's front and dropping him. Nakoi soon laid on
Dylon's front with Dylon's back to the arena floor. Nakoi's midsection and
front lay to the sky.

He felt the pain throbbing in his belly and it seemed to pulsate to his
dick area, the lower part of his dick. His balls moved and he felt
something from there inch and populate his lower shaft. Overhead as he
huffed, he saw what seemed to be a massive torso...nice abs and nice smooth
skin and belly button floating there...Kickai. Next to him was that hot
mean one Stefo. He gripped the spear but Kickai tore it from his hand and
looked at him partly with fake sympathy and partly with joy. Beneath him he
could feel Dylon's dick inching from its smallness to a long hard worm
snake thick and round and mushroomic moving into his cheeks. Finding his
ass and poking ri ght into it. Dylon tried to make sense of it, "I didn't
mean to...didn't wanna....ahhh,can't help myself...it's just there..."  He
fucked Nakoi's ass and it all happened without his control. In falling his
dick got caught there.




Kickai smiled, "I can't have people killin my crewmembers..."  Kickai put
his booted foot on Nakoi's hard hip and pressed, "It makes for bad
blood..."  He ploughed the spear but then stopped it just as it made
contact with the crushed in outtie, which still was an outtie but with a
thin hole in it. From the arrow. Kickai hesitated, "You would have made a
great pirate boy...both of you...now, Dylon, DIE LONG, get it? Die
Dyl...and die together...really really really feel it! FEEL IT!"  Kickai as
he said this pushed the point from where it was into the belly button,
pushing through Nakoi's back wall, and finding thick African hard belly,
Kickai used two hands, twisted, churned and said, "Feel that push into ya!
Feels good! Doncha! Both of you, ahhh, that's gotta hurt!"  Kickai felt
Dylon beneath trying to move and thrash around and about as the spear went
into Nakoi and out Nakoi's back. The point skidded onto Dylon's smooth skin
but Kickai in moving it around, thrashing it around himself, found Dylon's
round button and squashed it down with the damned fine point of the
spear. He dug and dug. "Die! A nd Die some more! Feel that great pain in
those great belly navel buttons! In those wonderful abs of your nice young
navels! Just feel it and enjoy it. Shhossshhhh, it's in there! Ready to
feel it and die you two???? Opps no choice! Gotcha! Right in there! Oh man
that's gooooootttaaa feel great!"  The two boys were groaning moaning,
moving around, their legs hitting each other. Dylon was jerking his torso
into Nakoi's bare tight ass, flexing both. Dylon shot a load like he never
had before. And he hadn't.

"My first virgin!"  He spouted needlessly.

Nakoi felt the pain of the spear in him and the pain of the Dylon dick in
his asshole and they seemed to meet somehow. Dylon felt his navel
crushed. Kickai smiled, drooling, "Hey man, you got your fellow black boy's
belly button pushed right into your guts man. He's one with you now! You
like? You like his big black hot belly outtie smushed into your own? Be one
with each other!!!!! Man, you both hot! I wish...."  He poked the spear up
a bit and they could feel it leave some spots.

"Ohhhhh! Leave it in place, it hurts that way!"

"Good!"  Kickai said and he wasn't sure which boy said this.

Dylon exploded as Kickai put the spear back inside and HARD THIS TIME!
Nakoi spurted and hit Kickai's chest with a huge foam that it covered all
of Kickai's chest, just the boy's hard nipples emerging from the sea of
white cum. Hard red tits. Stefo laughed as he watched. Lokeen joined
them. "WOW!"

"Arrow nothing!"  Nakoi thrashed.

Lokeen's face fell, "Let me get a jab in on em!"

Kickai was having such a great time he just shot Lokeen a look,
sweating. He then looked back down at the abs of Nakoi. The pain parted his
dickhead and his belly button, Dylon jerked and jerked some more until he
could no more and the pain, still went on in his guts, cut, ripped,
split. A moving smooth mess. Nakoi shot more and hit Stefo and Lokeen who
rubbed it all over them.

After what seemed like a long time and what would never cum (again), Nakoi
and Dylon stopped moving. Yoshi was dead too. Kickai laughed and withdrew
the spear and laughed. The bodies quivered in the motion as if they were
alive but they were not. The pirates laughed. Anyone wounded was slain by
the rest.

On the ship:




Justin yelled, "Troublemaker!!!!! No time for that! Stop that ritual stuff!
We have too many of them! Help me!"  Sole found another fallen sword and
wrenched it from a struggling, dying boy-pirate. The boy, even in death
kicks, tried to keep it from the foe. Sole pushed a hand into the boy's cut
chest and he screamed. Sole took the sword and ignored the dead
carcass. Soon, with all his might, Sole swung at upraised swords,
cutting20them, "I count only about 25 left!"  Sole pushed a few back with
his efforts, then cut at their sides when they expected him to continue the
push. Some were slit open, hip to hip, some with only a few
gashes. Intestines and bile flew over the deck, bare hairless flesh, and
the weapons. Hands went to wounds and found uncovered corded muscles,
veins, arteries.

"10 off ship, 9 with their hands and faces cut in some way and ten I've
killed," Justin sliced his sword through a row of boy necks. Others of the
crew saw how he had killed all the others and were not too keen on
attacking now. "But...but I'm not sure...hey you..."  Justin stabbed
another boy who wasn't sure he was hurt so he waved his sword at Justin,
who ducked, "Hey you! You don't have the stomach for this!"

"Whad you mean? I a pirate a long time..."

"NO!"  Justin touched his own hot belly button, "I mean YOU DON'T HAVE THE
STOMACH FOR THIS..."

The kid looked at his own stomach...it was gone, hanging in its place was
gore and a lost stalk... Justin laughed as the kid puffed out air fast and
furious in one long, "HILLLLLTTTAHHHH!"

One brown haired brazen lad looked at the others. He was not big but
confident and chunky in his muscles, yet very built in his own compact way,
and wearing very little. He strutted away from the other boy pirates and
shook his shoulders. At a point closer, he steadied his face and tensed his
beautiful body.

Then he rushed Justin to prove to the others he was brave. Justin saw him
and stabbed him, the boy still holding his chest up in a puffed
pseudo-confident strut.

"Ahhhh....aurrrghhh!" The boy's yell of attack turned quickly to one of
choked pain.




Justin saw the look on the cute face, "I made your outtie an innie."  The
boy grunted and yelped like a hurt puppy, but this only made Justin more
determined to cut the boy's inner stomach. With so many, he decided not to
enjoy it so much. He unstuck the kid and saw the hair fly as the boy, body
jerking, put hands to open navel. They vanished into it. "Anyone else?"

Morcai, Awry, and Rube were in the young small boy's quarters. Kelli tossed
books at them as Iokos threw candles. Kelli looked at them, their intent
clear. He went to grab another book off the shelf to the bed's rear but
came up with a gold goblet. He gave it a double take and shrugged. He
tossed it and reached for another goblet. Rube seemed to enjoy this all the
more and Kelli could see a long line of dribble coming out of his
mouth. "You two can watch the door, I go first. But we is all can have our
fill."

Kelli had the slight telepathic ability to tap the minds of anyone, any
species--even non-psi-beings. He could do this by tapping the brain stem
directly. "Blond brave one, I don't know if you20can receive this or if you
can respond but we need help. Our guards have gotten brave and are in our
room. They seem to want to do us some kind of harm by touching...do you
think their desires are obvious? We need your help."

Kickai looked around at all the bodies on the island arena, "Well, let's
get back to the ship..."

"But...?"  Stefo looked around.

"The cannibals are all dead. Can't say I'm sorry. They served their purpose
and frankly all that eating smooth bodies makes me want to yak. And as for
the rest, well, it was fun wasn't it?"

"You owe me money," Lokeen sneered.

"Nice shot by the way," Kickai smiled.

Suddenly, a huge light soaked up the area and when it took over and finally
blotted out all sight, it soon faded again. When it was over, the pirates
blinked and eventually got back their sight. Kickai looked around, "Some
kind of evil magic..."

"Let's leave..."  Stefo said, "I don't like magic..."

"Neither do I."  Lokeen stated.

"Big babies..."  Kickai said, "Gather up those few that survived..."

"Sir?"

"Yes?"

"Haven't you noticed, Nakoi's body, Dylon and that chinkadink
Yoshi...they...they're gone..."

Kickai s eyes darted from left to right, "Indeed it is black
magic...someone took them...there are those who use dead bodies for evil
purposes..."

Somewhere else: on a ship as part of the Spanish Armada:

"Oh damn! You're not Sole! N to top it all off you're black! Hey, wait one
damn minute. You're mighty fine. Big...uh, anyway, I'll help you three
too. I just need to find my friend. By the way have you seen a really hot
smooth skinned, muscled great fighting beauty who's face can't be beat
blond boy?"



TO BE CONTINUED....