Date: Mon, 04 Aug 2008 08:16:49 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO  93

Lying dying in Sole's arms, Sole sitting under him, Justin managed to
squeak out, "I did good?"

Sole looked down and rubbed Justin's white hair, "You did fantastic."  His
voice cracked a bit but he looked up at the sky.

Justin gulped, "See I wasn't so selfish after all? And I didn't get it in
the end."

Sole said, "You got it. You helped others. You got it real good."

"Good...good. Good bye..."

"Wait," Sole leaned down and kissed Justin on the lips.

"Roblemaker," Justin said, trying to call Sole a trouble maker again, one
last time. "I love you..."

Justin's eyes closed.

Kickai was coming at Sole, "You are a dead boy, blondie!"

Sole's face turned red and he gently laid Justin's head in his lap and then
slowly placed it down on the deck. "I'M DEAD!!!??? YOU ARE NOT WORTHY OF
THE NAME PIRATE!!! I'M GONNA KILL YOU NOW!!!!!"

In his mind, Sole thought he could see innocent boys and honest warriors
with noble intentions and honorable warriors whom he could not help, could
not save in time. They all went down due to lying scoundrels, stabbed from
behind, stabbed in the back, stabbed in their bellies. Betrayed, lied to,
used and then slain. Discarded. Those who died for others. Saving o
thers. His face turned red, his chest turned red. Kickai saw something in
Sole's eyes.

"Good! Now ye are mad as hell! That's how I like em before I slay em!!!!"
Kickai rushed now with his knife in one hand and a sword in the other.




"THIS TIME I'LL DO YOU RIGHT!!!! RIGHT THERE!"  Sole knocked the sword out
of Kickai's hand with one swipe and the knife in Kickai's other hand
swooped at him. That knife was whisked away with a hit from Sole's sword
which didn't stop there. It kept going, rounded down and twisted and then
Sole, undeterred this time, kept his body moving at Kickai. Thus he was
able to quick jab the sword he held into Kickai's navel. Hard.

Kickai looked at the sword in his navel, "So..."  He gulped. His men looked
at him. Stefo went wide eyed. Leoni looked upset. Lokeen smiled. A few of
the other smiled too. Kickai looked at Stefo, who rounded on Sole,
"So...this...this is what it feels like...I...I don't like it..."

"Too bad fucker! DIE! Know how it feels son of a bitch! Scurvy scum!"  Sole
bent his wrist a few times and in his fist whirled the sword so that it
screwed into Kickai's belly button more and more and more. The other
pirates just watched. Stunned.

"You got me, blond boy!"

Sole shoved the sword all the way and split Kickai9s belly all the way, a
long open slit in him, "THE NAME'S SOLE!!!!! DEAD BRUNETTE BOY!!!!! DIE!"

"Ho oh no. Ho,ha ho," Kickai gasped, knowing his time was up.

Sole pulled the sword out and did so in order to make Kickai's body fall to
one side. It did with a guffaw of pain and suffering. "SOLE'S THE
NAME. DON'T FORGET IT! OH WAIT! YOU WON'T HAVE TO REMEMBER IT CAUSE YOU'LL
BE DEAD!"  Kickai turned onto his belly and then turned over again and shot
a load.

No one had time to notice. Sole turned and rounded on Stefo and jabbed him
in the gut hole too. Stefo tried to rush onto it more in order to get to
Sole and reached out with his sword and knife at Sole, who didn't seem to
care this time. Sole's upper arm was knicked by Stefo's sword but Sole
shook Stefo so much that the sword Stefo held could do no harm now. Stefo
was wiggled bodily on the sword and his death gurgle quivered through the
air. Sole shoved Stefo off the sword, "Getoffa my sword, you follower of
evil! DIE!"




Dropping the sword, Stefo's free hand went to his belly and he fell to his
knees, "Not me...."  He threw his knife at Sole but Sole ducked, eyes
telling that he knew Sem was behind him. The knife embedded in Sem's
rippled but somewhat thick belly too. "Right in that belly button , wasn't
it?"  Sole turned, "Not sure?"  He got between Sem and the other pirates,
blocking the others pirates---Lokeen, the albino, the mulatto, and
Leoni. Leoni ran over to Kickai's kicking body, crying. "Not sure? Here
lemme make sure for ya!"  Sole kicked the knife in Sem's belly, well, into
Sem's belly more and Sem fell away in absolute pain, yelling.

"Lookwhathe did to me, lookwhat he did ta me! Lookawadheidtame!"  He
couldn't even try to grab the fully embedded knife in his own guthole for
it was in too deep. His belly closed around it and he stooped around,
walking, trying to get it out of him. "Gititouttame!"

"Poor bastard!"  Sole mocked, sarcastically. He turned and saw Lokeen, the
albino, and the mulatto all aiming arrows at him. "Give it up, little boys,
your crew is all gone. No one left. Just me and me! You DARE POINT ARROWS
AT ME!!!? DO YOU KNOW HOW MANY ARROW BOYS I'VE SLAIN WITH THEIR OWN
ARROWS????? GO ON TRY!"  Sole walked up to the mulatto as fast as possible
and ripped the arrow from the bow and shoved it deeply into the caramel
belly, "Right in the belly button! AWWWW, next life follow someone who is
not Kickai! Oh, I forgot, you won't have a next life!"  Sole took the bow
out of the mulatto's surprised hands that he slammed it over the mulatto's
head and then as the20mulatto bowed too in pain, he shoved the bow head
into the mulatto's belly button too, right next to the long thin arrow,
"Here let your arrow have a mate, mate!!!!!! DIE TOO!"

"OHHHHHHHHAAAERRRRGGGGGGGGGNOOOOOONNAQWWWWWWW! QUIRK!"  The mulatto bowed
and his head hit the bowed head of Sem.

"AWARRGG! It's love at first slit!"  Sole laughed and waved his sword at
Lokeen and the albino, "Give up yet???"

Lokeen aimed his arrow, his eye on Sole's navel, "NO ONE can stop my
arrows! Not even you! You die," and he added for mocking tone, "SOLE..."

Sole saw the albino moving sideways, trying to get behind him but as fast
as possible he smacked the flying arrow of Lokeen and it raced BANGING into
the albino's pure white belly button. At the same time, the albino had
fired his arrow, Sole used his sword to knock it into Lokeen. The albino
folded and then raced backward, his back hitting a deck floor and his dick
spurting white cum. "Oh look, he even white from his dick," Sole yelled,
and laughed. "Lokeen, you still with us?"

Lokeen gasped, "I don't die that easy."




Sole ran over to him and licked his face as he got real close and ran his
sword in the upper abs above the navel and he took hold of the arrow and
shoved it upward and downward and then sidewa ys. He let go and it
wobbled. But he remained close up to Lokeen's brown tanned body and took a
knife from Lokeen's thong and shoved it in the lower abs, between dick and
navel. "Have a threesome! Noose boy!"  Sole took the noose off Lokeen,
moving away from him, cum between the two, so much that it was difficult to
tell where each line of white string mass came from, either Sole or Lokeen,
both really. Sole got behind Lokeen and pulled the noose tight and shoved
backward. Lokeen came a huge white load which landed on the bare spined
back of Sem as Sem bent over the bent over mulatto. The two had joined each
other and hugging each other, cam onto each other's bent over chests and
they sank down now, two stabbed in their guts, one with the long thin arrow
that Sem's body kept nubbing against and causing even more pain in the
mulatto's body. The mulatto in return, could do nothing more than punch
Sem's belly where the knife was fully gone into. They landed in a heap,
knees down, bodies making a sort of pyramid. They died that way.

Lokeen was pulled back, choking to death while having all three pointy
things in him. Sole jumped up to a mast and put the noose around it and
then he kicked the mast up as high as it could go. Lokeen's feet left the
deck. "And Lokeen's left the deck!"  Sole yelled. "Cum see him cum to
death!"

As he swung Lokeen, Sole turned aro und, jumped down and just found either
arrow, sword, or knife on Lokeen's body and sometimes combos of the three
in pairs. He also removed the sword totally and the knife at the same time,
changing places. Finally as Lokeen swung, with each swing, he gasped a new
gasp, sometimes a fem yell, sometimes a more masculine yell, usually when a
new place was found to be stuck in. Sole left him hanging there dead with
the arrow in him only.

He puffed. His bloodlust sated. He turned to go back to Justin but Stefo
was there. "I ON THE OTHER HAND DON'T DIE THAT EASILY!!!!!"  Stefo had a
curved pirate sword in his hand and he aimed the point at Sole's belly
button.

"You gotta be shittin me! You don't?"

"NO!" Stefo plunged and missed. Sole moved aside and put his head onto
Stefo's shoulder.

"Didn't know you cared!"  Sole snipped.


"I don't die that easily! Don't die that...dieth....."

"You don't diet? You look fit enough. Not a bit of fat there on this nice
old bod of yours!"  Sole took the sword from Stefo's hand and leaned back,
his pelvis on Stefo's shooting torso and he shoved the sword into Stefo's
bare nice belly button and shoved, "Don't die that easily? Oh no? You look
like you do!"  Stefo moaned.

"You bastard!"


0A"Tell ya what though! You look good doing it so easily! OKAY NOW STAY
DOWN DEAD!"  Sole shoved Stefo and left the sword in him, "I love those
blue eyes of yours. Remind me of mine!"

Stefo moaned and grabbed at the sword with one hand and held his side with
the other. Then he kicked several times, tightening his belly and
untightening. When it untightened for the last time, Stefo knew he'd be out
of this life. Sole watched every moment of Stefo's agony and grunting force
to remain alive.

Sole looked at Leoni crying over Kickai's body. A gentle breeze blew his
long blond hair as he went over to Leoni weaponless.

"Go ahead," Leoni looked up at him, tears all over his
face. Dripping. "Kill me too."

"No, you...you never killed anyone have you?"  Sole wondered what that was
like. Not to kill anyone...ever.

"No," Leoni stated, "But I will kill you if I can get a chance."

"You won't."  Sole said, "Get up---come on."

"No!"

Sole grabbed him and shoved him up, a hand on his arm, "Get up! Come on,
don't make me hurt you!"  Sole tied him up to the mast pole. "That'll keep
you."  Someone who looked like Matthew Lawrence tied to the mast, his
magnificent torso shivering with uncontrollable gr ief at the loss of his
pirate lover.




As the wind continued to blow, Sole calmed down. Every one of the
aggressors was dead now. Sole went back to check Justin. He got under
Justin again and soon put Justin's eyelids down. "Phall...Phall??? Damn
it!"  He got out from under Justin's head and back and slowly laid Justin
down again. "I'm sorry Justin..I'm so sorry...but there's another one
alive..."

Sole soon found himself coming down the ladder and going into the deck hold
door, unprovoked.

Below, Sole entered the boy's room to find Phall, the sandy haired
German-like teen, guarding them. When he saw Sole, Phall raised a sword
over Iokus and Kelli, who were huddled over the bed. Kelli looked up,
"You're alive!!! Still? I have to tell you something!"

"Not now, little guy!"  Sole calmly put a hand out, "Phall, don't. You
don't have to kill them. I won't hurt you."

Phall raised his sword higher, "I...I am not afraid of you. If I kill
them--you will be enraged enough to fight me so I can prove..."

Sole laid his spear down carefully, "Phall, I..won't kill you no matter
what. You don't have to kill little boys like this. Your own captain didn't
want to. Its your ....your code."  He tried to recall if he ever had such
codes of his own, which did not include his killing of boys.


"The captain won't like it. But he's dead."

"Then it's all over, Phall. Kickai IS dead, VERY dead, and you don't have
to prove anything to anyone, especially not me."

"SHUT UP!" Phall went to thrust Kelli at him but stopped, "I'm not
afraid. I am not afraid of you or any of them! Oren, I am not."

"You couldn't save Oren," Sole recalled, "I might have hurt you then if you
had tried. You would have thrown your life away if..."  Sole wondered. Had
he ever given anyone this kind of mercy??? He thought not. He tried to
remember faces of those he may have killed in the past. He found a few came
to mind's eye. "You don't even have to prove anything to yourself..."




"SHUT!"  Phall ran at Sole, unable to kill the little boys, who
screamed. Sole in a flash swerved his sword into Phall's sword. Phall's
sword dropped to one side and plopped uselessly onto the bed. Phall backed
up to the wall. "Very well, slay me warrior."

"No, Phall," Sole lowered his own blade point to his knees,

"I will not. There has been enough slaying."

"Don't cheat me! I am not afraid. I am not afraid."

Sole looked from him to Kelli, "Are you and Iokus, safe, unharmed?"

"Yes, we're fine,I don't think he would hurt us anyway" Kelli whispered,
"What about..."

Phall whispered, "I am not afraid. I am not."A 0 He lunged forward at Sole.

"Watch it!"  Iokus screamed, "Sole!"



Phall bent his knees and ploughed his own trunk onto the point of Sole's
sword which was slightly arched out from the blond boy's knees. It was
enough. Phall impaled himself on the sword, a thick sounding scrunch of
meat on metal, his own knees on the wooden floor now. Sole gasped, his
tiredness of this violence, "Ohh, No, Phall! No!"

"You see, warrior," winced Phall, "I am not afraid."

"No, you are not," Sole swallowed, sickened of violence, "I do see that
now."  As sickened of it as he was, Sole found he could not help the thick
dick he found stretching in his own loin cloth. It was heavy with cum and
wanted it to burst.

Phall closed his eyes, "Enemy, show me...mercy. That you can..."

"No," Sole puffed, "You are not badly wounded. You will live."

Phall quickly reached up, grabbed the hilt of Sole's sword, and jerked it
down deeper into his belly. CRUNCH of meat sound. He laughed out a moan of
pain. "No, I will not," he gasped, feeling the blade slide past his
backbone and out his back, the point on a downward angular slide. "I am not
afraid to die. Was this with honor?"

Kelli turned Iokus away, both sick. Sole answered, looking at Phall
directly, "Yes, much honor."

"Do what you have to."

Sole did the Bakar, the alien's death of honor. It was a stab to the navel,
a zigzag down to above the dick and then unplugging it and a final stab
back to the navel again. Phall remained alive a few seconds after Sole
unplugged the belly. He looked happily at Sole, then tried to hold his
belly together and live long enough to thank him but instead he gurgled and
fell to his side, then onto his stomach, his eyes closing slowly. Phall's
body was just stopping its quivering as Sole regained his mind and senses.

Kelli looked at him, "It...what I have to tell you...it's your name. Did
you ...it's...your name...it's Sole..."

Sole looked him, a tear in his eye, "Yes...I know...I know my name..."



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