Date: Mon, 9 Jan 2017 18:07:12 -0500
From: J
Subject: TRIO Water Battle 2

WATER BATTLE 2

Rocky and Otin climbed onto the raft with Rocky a tad faster. He moved over
and kicked Otin in the chops knocking him back in. He caught Beau by the
shoulder and spun him around. Beau had already been beat up but now his
cute face really got bashed as Rocky's well trained fists battered him with
lefts and rights. A sharp uppercut to the chin sent Beau down to the deck
dazed and motionless.  Beau was on the platform knocked out. Rocky was
seeking in on Red from the back. Brad treading water stabbed and bleeding.
Otin was close to getting back on the raft as was Dominic. Gregory was
being held under the water by the big boy Chad still in the shallows. But
Aaron was in striking distance now and leapt at the tall15 year old to save
his little brother.

and...

Otin pulled himself from the water but his butt was not out of the sloshy
rougher H2O yet for as he pulled himself up, to his right, Dominic was
pulling himself up too. The abs of Otin tightened strongly as he had both
hands on the dock and shoved upward to pull his tall body to it. Dominic
saw him and got a sly look in his eyes as he darted those dark eyes up at
who was over him. Standing over them both was a smiling Red who leveled the
harpoon at Dominic's very nice navel. For Dominic's navel was three navels
in one, one inside the other and it looked like the outermost two were an
innie and an outtie that had a battle together and neither one one and a
little slit was in there too. Red thought it looked quite stunning and he
hesitated to shove the harpoon into it but then began to. This gave Dominic
time to hold onto the side with his right hand and use his left to grab
under the point of the harpoon. Holding onto the shaft, he was able to
shift it slightly to the left and the point found its way into the nice
innie belly button. Red, despite his shock that he did this to his own team
mate, wondered. He always thought Otin's tough looking exterior of muscle
would mean that it would be hard. That anyone stabbing into Otin's navel
would be hard pressed to sweat it into that tough hide. He was surprised by
how rubbery it felt on his hands and arms as the tingle from the navel slid
up the harpoon to him. He quickly unstuck Otin or tried as Dominic jabbed
it in with a slight double jerk. Otin's belly gave a gasp up his throat
that issued forth from the navel wound up through his throat and out to the
air around them. It felt satisfying to Dominic who let out a little laugh
but kept his lips pursed together. He had to act fast now. Red ignored Otin
as Otin fell back into the water...and quickly moved his harpoon at Dominic
but Dominic didn't act the hero. He held both hands onto the harpoon now
and pulled it. But Red jerked it free and Dom put all his weight into
falling back into the water and under the dock to avoid Red throwing the
harpoon at him. Red shrugged and tossed it to where he could, knowing he
could get more, for not many were on the platform by now. Little did he
know Rocky was behind him. Red gave an expert throw into the water.

Brad had turned over onto his back as he floated downward. He kicked and
tried to get his mouth up to the surface for, he needed air. As he swam, he
felt a long harpoon dash into his just below his wound--- he thought,
"Right in my belly button now!"  and as he moved the harpoon with his
fists, the harpoon began to fill it, encompass it and keep going, tearing
in the first wound. The harpoon at first stroke tore through his baby fat
and while it did, his big teeth showed as he grimaced. Water filled his
mouth and throat. He was completely under the water now and drifting toward
the center, the deep part. The harpoon was out his back, not only did it
fill his first wound but as it tore into him in one great gesture, but it
ran out his back fast. And it filled the first wound, the back wound. He
drifted, at first his fists went around the shaft to toy with it, to
wrestle with it. The coolness of the cold water fought with the warm pain
of the stabbing in his navel.  It was all in one great SPOOFASH that the
spear got him. It was seconds. In those seconds it ran through his belly
and out his back and now he floated, his hands moving off the spear, it
trailing out behind him, threatening to buoy him up and down or hit bottom;
while also protruding out his belly button, the front of the shaft there
like some phallus, like his penis which despite the cold water, was moved
to full heights, dizzying and extending beyond past measurements. Blood
came out and also trailed upward, mixing with the blue of the water and the
pool, giving it depth and difference. Brad's body moved as his head jerked
back and his lungs filled with water. His stomach juggled and giggled. He
did a death kick or two and a jig soon started. He lost the dance contest
and the harpoon won. He floated until his back met pool and pushed the
spear into his back and out his stomach to lie across his flat chest, his
wound still filling the pool with bright redness. He died.

Red made a satisfying fist of victory and then began to turn to find
another weapon. As he did, Beau, who had woken up and crawled toward some
weapons, yelled, "Red lookout!"  Red turned and saw Rocky advancing, a
rapier in his hand.

Rocky yelled and moved at him. "Ha!"

"Red!"  Beau, on his belly, reached the rapiers and tossed one to Red.

Red snatched it up just in time and moved back at the same time, his navel
just missed by the rapier Rocky leveled at him. It scratched some meat by
Red's side but only wounded him slightly. "Ha!"  Red yelled back and met
Rocky's thrusts and slices with expert skill, they crossing swords and
pushing on them. Rocky was stronger and pushed Red toward the edge of the
deck. Red made himself a smaller target. This helped and he was able to
dust aside any advances of Rocky's sword. "You should..."  Red puffed as he
met hit for hit, "...should have stayed with using just your fists, Rock
Head!"

Underwater, Dominic kicked off the dock from under it and sped swimmingly
through the water toward the far bottom. He was good at getting to the
bottom, having liked kicking off the floor of the pool when he was
younger. He knew his big nips were getting hard from the cold but his dick
was excited by this water fight. He landed near the body of Brad which
floated, arms up worshipping Dom's dick which poked through the swim
suit. Dom held his breath and ripped the harpoon from Brad's belly button
and tugged it out the baby fat. He saluted Brad, half insultingly and half
admiringly, for Brad was both proud to die this way and weak to die
first. Dom turned to use the harpoon on Otin but just as Dom sped down,
Otin was too. Dom found Otin's entire body looming out of the water at
him. They collided and Dom had no time to level the harpoon at Otin. Otin's
hands grabbed it as they hit bottom. One might drown before they had time
to battle further but Otin's larger more muscled form hit Dom hard and they
landed on bottom, side by side, on their sides. Otin struggled to amass his
body over Dom and get Dom's back to the pool floor. He was succeeding at
this but Dom had the harpoon between them. He used it to block Otin, even
though it was sideways.  Under the water but not in the deepest parts,
Aaron moved over to Chad who was holding Greg under the surface. Greg was
drowing, his eyes looking up at Chad and now at Aaron as Aaron got behind
Chad. Chad saw the look in Greg's eyes and knew someone was behind
him. Aaron got behind and hit Chad's back with his eblow but Chad kept a
hold on Greg. "Let em go!"  Bubbles came out of Greg's mouth. Soon it would
be over. Aaron got both fists around Chad's waist and leveled them into
Greg's stomach. Greg puffed out air but held still. Aaron then brought his
knee up under Greg's crotch and at the same time put his pointy finger on
his left and right hand, the only two fingers he kept the nail long and
sharp on. He drove them into Chad's navel and stuck them in hard as he
could. It would not kill Chad but it would give him extra pain. All this
toppled Chad and Greg broke free and Aaron helped him arise from the
water. As Chad and Greg recovered, Aaron looked at them both, "You okay? We
have to get to the dock!"

"Go! You go! I'm allright in a sec!"  Greg gagged and spat water out.

Rocky used his free hand to punch Red's jaw and knock him back. Red soon
felt the hilt of the rapier as it slapped up against his belly. The rest of
it was through him in a flash and out his bare freckled back! "OWWWWW! Ya
got me! Right in! Ya got me right in the belly!"

Rocky laughed and wiggled it and was about to remove it just as fast to
start on Beau, who was starting to stand up but his victory was
shortlived. For Red angled his body and doing so gave him room to ram his
rapier up Rocky's nice outtie, squashing it inside more flesh, outtie now
innie and mangling the bubbles within Rocky's intestines in no time. The
two felt hilts at their stomach level and as they pressed, their bodies hit
each other, chest to chest. Rocky gasped and held the rapier but then let
go to push his hands to get Red off him and then punch him. He couldn't,
for Red put both arms around Rocky's smooth bare back and held onto him
tightly. They both let go of the hilts, but they felt their own hilts
scrapping their bellies, pressing in side by side with the opponent's
rapier, two stabbings but one more much more deadly as it burst out back
and dangled there now. Actually they both danced with each other. Rocky
gasped out, eeked out, "Damn! You are one tough kid! Now we die tough
together!"

"Glad I made impression!"  Red gasped. He managed to get one hand free and
grabbed his own hilt again as did Rocky and they decided to shove the
rapiers in some more but they could not. All they managed was to push each
other around the deck. It was like some last dance, a tango of terrible
tearing and ripping. Rocky's legs bent as he pushed Red some more and Red
started to go down but he put his free arm tighter on Rocky's back, Rocky
put his free arm under Red's arm pit and grabbed his back awhile ago. They
hugged each other and pressed in the swords and moved them around. Both
fell together and landed in the water with a titanic splash that distracted
Otin and Dominic.

This distraction gave Dom his chance. He kneed Otin in the dick and Otin
gasped. Water filled his lungs but he shot up, kicking off. Dom had the
harpoon and moved after him.

Above Beau flung a harpoon wildly. His eyes were filled with tears for Red
as Red and Rocky, still locked together in a love death embrace, rapiers
out backs, moved through the ripples of water. Blood dips flowed from
navels and backs. Beau's harpoon caught Otin in his belly button! "God!"
Beau yelled. "I'm a jerk! Such a jerk!"  He looked up and saw Aaron
standing over him. "Go ahead and kill me. I deserve it..."

"C'mon," Aaron said, stunned, "You have to fight me or..."

"Ahh, just do me!"  Beau said, "I lost both my guys now!"

But Otin wasn't dead yet. The harpoon was in his belly but not deep, for
Beau didn't throw it hard, being still weak.

Aaron stood on the dock, not sure what to do. He held a trident in his
hands. Beau put his head down. Archers stood ready, their skinny ribs
pressing out as they drew arrows into bows. Ready to kill either Aaron or
Beau. For giving up. For not killing!

Dom came to the surface and seeped in vital air. He saw Otin struggling to
do the same as well as struggling with the harpoon in his guts. Dom smiled
and swam over to Otin. He grabbed him from behind and shoved him around and
back down, spear first. He held onto him as he tried to break loose but the
fight soon subsided out of him. Dom's plan was to drive Otin down, spear
first, onto the floor again and let it burst out Otin's bare back! Dom
drove Otin down, down, down...

Greg stood clear of Chad and both had resumed making for the deck...from
different sides. Aaron stood on the deck with the trident, ready to poke a
three way hole into Beau, one tine in navel, one above in soft upper belly
and one below stabbing into tubes and vital lower belly meat. He
hesitated. Archers smiled. They were finally going to get some more
action. Beau looked up at them. He smiled.

Brad dead. Otin severely impaled and being driven down to the floor of the
pool by Dom. Red and Rocky dying slowly as they drift down to the floor,
passing by the figures of Dom and Otin, locked just as they were but in a
different manner. Greg and Chad making their way to the deck...


ONTO IGNO!!!