07-21-2020, 04:28 PM
PSA: This story is graphic and very sexual in nature -- won't be for everyone.
A hazy dark blue aura enveloped the beach as Neil stirred awake before sunrise, he gently propped himself up wincing in pain as he trailed his fingers down his abdomen, and gently traced the stitches that ran from his upper belly button to the lower rim of his navel. He gently pulled off a few flakes of dried blood.
Climbing down from the truck bed, he looked at Neil as he slumbered, his defined abdomen rising and falling with each shallow sleeping breath. Neil quietly packed his things.
Before leaving, he quickly jotted down a note, and left it gently under the weight of Taylor's sleeping hand.
Neil then walked north along the tide, disappearing into the dark, hazy morning.
Taylor awoke several hours later as the sun rose quickly above the horizon. He sat up, wincing in slight pain, he brought his hand around to caress his wound when a note fell onto his lap.
He unfolded it cautiously, it read "706 Cherrywood Road, Boulder, Colorado. One year from today. Love, Neil."
Taylor smiled sadly as he climbed out of the truck.
He quickly packed the last of his things, before gently touching the wound on his belly. He remembered the ice pick as it peirced through his skin popping through his firm muscle and sliding inside him. He recalled as Neil slid it in and out of him. He sighed pleasurably before he buried the thoughts and climbed into his truck.
The black truck revved up the beach, splashing through the incoming tide as a flock of pelicans took off in surprise, the it too eventually disappeared into the hazy horizon.
One year later...
The blue mountains towered in the distance, the green pines densely packed along their steep slopes. The late afternoon sun shined harshly through, bathing Neil's bare skin as he stood shirtless, admiring the view through the huge glass windows. His toned body somehow even more defined than a year prior, each sinew of his bouldered shoulders moved as he rotated them, he reached skyward, stretching his abdomen with it's deep crevices of muscles flexing with each twist of his torso.
He looked down the center crevice of his torso, tracing his finger down the middle of his abs, he stopped and gently fingered his navel. He rubbed a thin scar that extended from the top of his belly button to the bottom rim of his navel, barely noticeable. As he pushed his finger in, he envisioned Taylor's finger sliding in and out of him. Neil shuddered in anticipation as his cock hardened in his shorts, looking down he could see his bushy dark pupes and his enlarged cock pushing his sport shorts from his lower belly.
The sun shown brightly into his impressive cabin, glass walls looked at a picturesque mountain view. Neil walked into the his kitchen, he pulled open a drawer and picked up a beautiful japanese kitchen knife. He twisted the knife in the air, the sunlight glinting off the japanese symbols. Neil brought the blade close to him, gently tracing the tip of the blade down his midsection, he stopped the blade in his navel and twirled it slowly. The afternoon sun accentuated Neil's impressive body, as he leaned his head back and moaned in pleasure, each ripped abdominal popped from his body, he imagined sensually what was to come...
The late afternoon sun continued to move across the sky, a black truck bounced along a meandering mountain road before stopping in front of a impressive cabin.
Taylor gripped the steering wheel, his impressive forearms flexed as the veins pumped blood in anticipation. "706 Cherrywood" the mailbox read.
He exited the truck, removing his white shirt from his sticky body. The summer sun warmed his tanned skin as he walked around the back of the truck to grab his backpack. His biceps bulged as he lifted the bag onto his back. The straps framed his broad chest and impressive v-shaped torso, his deep v-obliques in turn framed his beautiful deep innie, leading sensually down to his groin. Taylor ran his finger gently down his abdomen before stopping on the small dot of a scar above his navel. He rubbed it sensually, remembering the ice pick entering him. His cock immediately filled with blood and clearly bulged beneath his sweat pants.
Taylor marched up the steps to the home, and knocked thrice on the door.
Knock, knock, knock.
Neil quickly pulled the blade away from his belly, his cock immediately enlarged as he anticipated what was to come. He walked quickly to the door as the sun shone on his impressive back. As he opened the door, his left hand immediately reached around Taylor's neck, pulling him in for an intimate kiss.
Taylor kissed Neil back fervently as Neil's right hand, still brandishing the blade, came quick and jabbed Taylor playfully in the belly button... Neil pulled Taylor in tighter for the kiss as he gently pressed the blade into Taylor's navel, just poking the skin.
"Ow!" Taylor said flirtingly as he pushed away from Neil. He looked down the center crease of his defined abdomen, a small prick of blood gathered in his deep innie.
"Come in, come in." Neil said excitedly, as he stepped aside, guiding Taylor into his beautiful home.
The two men walked into the kitchen, the late afternoon sun shining orange on their ripped bodies. Taylor took of his backpack, setting it near the couch. His ripped body was accentuated by the lighting, every crevice, every sinew of muscles, shadowed by the light. His sweat pants hung loose on his waist, revealing the top his pubes.
"Make some drinks and I'll handle dinner", Neil suggested as he lit the gas stove, the flames leaped into the air.
The men drank and ate and caught up for several hours, the earth rotated, the sun set, and the blackness of night enveloped the windows.
Neil approached Taylor from behind, who was sitting at the table, he reached his hands over Taylor's broad chest and squeezed them tight. He traced his fingers down the center crease of Taylor's abdomen and fingered his deep navel with his left hand, as his right hand continued to travel into Taylor's pants, caressing and fondling his cock. Neil whispered into Taylor's ear.
"So, are you ready to play?"
Taylor stood up gently and slowly turned around, he kissed Neil intimately.
"yes."
Neil grabbed Taylor's hand and led him excitedly to the bedroom.
The two men walked in and admired themselves in the reflection of the glass windows, almost like a mirror now as it was so dark outside. The interior lighting reflected their impressive physiques, shadows defining each muscle. They flexed jokingly, as Neil ran his fingers up and down the crevices of Taylor's abdomen. Taylor kissed Neil gently, squeezing his tight butt.
"get comfortable." Neil said, before disappearing into the bathroom.
Taylor laid down on the bed, hanging his head off the edge, he stretched his arms. His taught abdomen flexed, every muscle clearly defined as he lay.
He looked to his reflection in the dark windows, his broad chest with a defined middle crease, his abdomen arched and his skin taught as his head lay back, each ab and crevice defined in the shadow of the overhead light. Taylor smiled and looked to his right as Neil walked back into the room, brandishing a familiar camping knife.
"remember this?" Neil said with a grin.
"you little bitch." Taylor responded sarcastically, realizing Neil took his knife that had gone missing a year ago.
Neil approached the bed, admiring Taylor's form as he lay back, his head hanging gently off the edge, his stomach so taught the skin looked easily pierced and each abdomen clearly defined.
He sat next to him on the bed and traced the 6 inch blade gently around his nipples. He moved it carefully to the center crevice of Taylor's defined abdomen, before following the symmetry and tracing the blade gently down the center crease of Taylor's torso.
Taylor, his head still hanging off the bed, watched in the reflected window as Neil stopped the point of the blade on the small dot of a scar above his navel.
Neil began to press gently, the point of the knife created a small divot in Taylor's taught skin. Taylor's cock hardened, clearly bulging in his sweat pants as he anticipated what was to come.
Neil applied more pressure, Taylor watched his reflection in excitement, his eyes followed up his broad chest, down the middle crease of his abdomen, he watched has Neil leaned over his body and gently pressed the blade. Suddenly, he felt the point of the blade pop through his taught skin. He watched as the blade sort of bounced down a centimetre as it tore through him.
Taylor moaned in pure pleasure, his abs flexed as he carefully stretched his legs. He closed his eyes and continued to hang his head back, as Neil gently applied more pressure.
"you'll feel a little more pain here as I press through the muscle, but remember, this is the best part" Neil said, before he leaned down to kiss Taylor.
He applied more pressure to the blade as he felt the resistance of Taylor's abdominal muscles, his forearms flexed as he pressed harder.
Taylor watched on in the reflection, Neil's impressive biceps and defined forearms, his veins popped, and Taylor felt as the blade gently pushed into his own flexing abdomen. Suddenly he felt as the knife pierced through his muscle, sinking several centimetres instantly. He closed his eyes and moaned in agony and pleasure.
Neil felt as the blade sunk inside Taylor, immediately it cut through his dense abdominal muscles and began to slowly sink further into Taylor's belly. He watched as the skin of Taylor's belly absorbed the blade, the blade in his belly outlined in crimson red.
Taylor, his head still hanging back, watched the reflection in the window in pure ecstasy. Neil, leaned over him, focused intently on the knife sinking into his belly. Taylor's eyes followed the center crease of his defined belly before focusing on the blade inside him, which had sunk at least 1.5 inches now. Taylor could feel the cold steel as it penetrated inside him, poking through his dense abdomen he could feel as the sharp end of the knife cut through his skin and muscle. He looked beyond the knife and saw past his lower belly where his enlarged cock began to peek out of the top of his sweat pants, dripping in precum.
Taylor moaned in ectasy, Neil pressed further, the blade now easily gliding into Taylor as the slit in his belly became deeper and longer with each passing moment.
In a fit of excitment, Neil jabbed the blade hard and Taylor screamed in pain and surprise. As he opened his eyes, his head hanging, he looked in the reflection he saw the blade was at least half way inside him, 3-4 inches.
Neil let go of the blade, admiring it as it stuck out from the center of Taylor.
Taylor winced as he tried to bring his head up, he looked down the center crease of his abdomen, his abs flexing as he lifted his head, each ab clearly defined by the over head light. The blade sort of wobbled with each of his shallow, excited breaths. He breathed more heavily in excitement and pleasure as he observed half or more of the 6 inch blade inside of him. He saw as it cut down from the small scar on his belly to just above his navel.
Neil carefully grabbed the hilt of the blade, Taylor felt as he began to slowly pull it out of him. Neil looked admiringly at Taylor, who looked back, his abs flexed as he propped himself up. Neil could feel his tight abdominal squeezing the blade, holding it inside him, as he tried to pull it out.
"relax" Neil said, as he gently pushed Taylor's forehead back.
Taylor softly dropped his head, and unflexed his belly. His skin still taught as he leaned back on the bed, each ab clearly defined. Neil slowly removed the blade, the skin sloped around the blade as it was slowly pulled from Taylor. Centimetre by centimetre the camping knife emerged, covered in crimson red blood.
Neil pulled it entirely from Taylor, they both heard as it slurped out of the slit above Taylor's navel. Taylor watched in the reflected window as Neil slowly raised the knife, it dripped drops of crimson red on Taylor's lower belly. He saw as the wound began to pulse blood with each heart beat, the blood began to flow between each abdomen, it followed the crevice of his upper abdomen before flowing between the crevice of his defined chest, the blood gently seeped past his neck and dripped gently onto the floor beneath him.
Neil held the blade just above Taylor's belly and watched as the wound seeped blood with each breath, he followed the blood as it seeped up Taylor's laid back torso and dripped past his neck onto the floor. He quickly leaned down to kiss Taylor.
The two men kissed, Taylor's abs flexing as he leaned up slightly. He winced in pain and pleasure. As Neil leaned away, he dropped the knife on the floor before removing his shorts.
Taylor watched as Neil's impressive hard cock bounced out of his shorts, 8 inches of veined goodness. Neil climbed on top of Taylor, his cock gently slapped his lower belly, his tight bubble butt grinding against Taylor's own hard cock.
Neil watched as the blood pooled out of the slit in Taylor's belly, he leaned down to kiss Taylor and as he did so he guided the tip of his long cock, touching the bloody wound.
As Neil kissed him, Taylor felt as something gently entered his belly. Neil pressed his cock gently into the slit, prying the wound open open as the tip of his cock entered Taylor.
Taylor moaned in agony and pleasure... Neil peeled away from their kiss and Taylor looked down the center of his defined torso, he watched as Neil slowly guided his cock, slightly curved, into his wound. A fraction of an inch by a fraction of an inch, Neil's impressively long cock slid slowly inside of him.
"Your abs are tight" Neil moaned, as he pushed Taylor's head back.
Taylor relaxed, hanging his head down and unflexing his abs, he admired the scene in the reflection of the window as his belly gently swallowed Neil's cock.
Neil felt Taylor abs unflex and his cock began to slide in with more ease, 1 inch, 2 inches, 3 inches, 4 inches. He felt the warm insides of Taylor pulse around him, the warm blood flowed out of the slit and cascaded erotically over Taylor's impressive body, flowing gently between the crevices of each muscle.
Taylor watched on and moaned in pain and pleasure, Neil stopped as 6 inches of his 8 inch erect cock had entered Taylor. He leaned over, beckoning Taylor for a kiss, Taylor lifted his head gently to kiss him back. Neil felt as Taylor's abdomen flexed around his cock, holding it tight as the two men kissed. Taylor could feel the long, foreign object deep inside of him, curving and tickling his upper guts. Neil pulled away from the kiss and began to gently slide his cock out of Taylor, it's veiny impressive length came out slowly, covered in crimson gore.
Taylor watched on, lifting his head and flexing his abs tight, as inch by inch Neil's impressive cock slid slowly out of him. Neil stopped just before the head of his dick escaped the slit in Taylor belly, he looked at Taylor and grinned excitedly before pressing his cock back in, quicker this time.
Neil's cock slid into the bloody slit in Taylor's belly, inch by inch, he felt as Taylor's abdominal flexed and loosened, massaging his cock as he slid back inside of Taylor.
The two men now interlocked in a dramatic way, Taylor looked at their mirrored reflection in the dark windows, Neil sliding gently out of the center crease of his abdomen now, his cock covered in crimson red, as blood pulsed out of the wound and around Neil's cock, cascading over Taylor's belly and chest, dripping gently onto the floor beneath his head.
Both men moaned in pure pleasure as Neil's cock slid out of the wound, then back in. Watching as at least 6 inches of Neil entered into Taylor's abdomen, then slowly slide back out again.
Taylor would sit up occasionally, flexing his abs, they grabbed a hold of Neil's cock. Neil would moan loudly in pleasure as he pulled away or pressed with more force. He began to fuck Taylor's guts more quickly now, he could feel his cock ready to explode as Taylor's belly swallowed him.
Taylor leaned up, he ran his hands down Neil's chest as Neil continued to gut fuck him. He deeply fingered Neil's navel as he watched down the center crease of his belly, watched in disbelief as Neil's cock -- covered in his own gore -- slid in and out of him with such ease. He felt as each penetration tickled his insides. His cock pulsed with blood and pooled precum as Neil grinded against him.
Both men moaned in pure ecstasy as Neil slid aggressively into Taylor, he shuddered and moaned as his cock released his load inside of him. Taylor exploded in his pants as he felt the sensation of Neil's hot wads of cum, shot after shot, unloading deep inside of him. He moaned in ecstasy as he shot his own load, covering his lower belly and Neil's butt with cum.
Neil leaned down to kiss as he gently pulled himself out of Neil, his cock felt the suction of Taylor's tight abdomen, it slurped out of the wound as blood gently dripped from the tip.
He rolled off of Neil and lay on the bed next to him, both men breathed in heavy exhaustion. They looked at Taylor's belly as the slit opened and closed, pulsing blood with each breath.
Taylor sat up in disbelief, wincing in pain. He covered his wound with his hand, and looked at Neil, wondering if they had gone too far.
"let's see if we can patch that up and rest" Neil suggested, as he stood up and headed for the bathroom.
Taylor laid his head back down, exhausted, as the wound continued to pour blood up his belly and over his chest.
Neil came back with a medical kit and some towels, he gently began to clean the wound, carefully moping the blood off of Taylor's battered belly.
He grabbed the suture needle and pierced it through the slit, he traced the thread back and forth, piercing each side of the wound, at the end he pulled it tight and watched as the slit closed up. Neil gently cleaned the wound, caressing and massaging around Taylor's ripped abdomen. Taylor slowly fell asleep as Neil cared for him into the night.
A hazy dark blue aura enveloped the beach as Neil stirred awake before sunrise, he gently propped himself up wincing in pain as he trailed his fingers down his abdomen, and gently traced the stitches that ran from his upper belly button to the lower rim of his navel. He gently pulled off a few flakes of dried blood.
Climbing down from the truck bed, he looked at Neil as he slumbered, his defined abdomen rising and falling with each shallow sleeping breath. Neil quietly packed his things.
Before leaving, he quickly jotted down a note, and left it gently under the weight of Taylor's sleeping hand.
Neil then walked north along the tide, disappearing into the dark, hazy morning.
Taylor awoke several hours later as the sun rose quickly above the horizon. He sat up, wincing in slight pain, he brought his hand around to caress his wound when a note fell onto his lap.
He unfolded it cautiously, it read "706 Cherrywood Road, Boulder, Colorado. One year from today. Love, Neil."
Taylor smiled sadly as he climbed out of the truck.
He quickly packed the last of his things, before gently touching the wound on his belly. He remembered the ice pick as it peirced through his skin popping through his firm muscle and sliding inside him. He recalled as Neil slid it in and out of him. He sighed pleasurably before he buried the thoughts and climbed into his truck.
The black truck revved up the beach, splashing through the incoming tide as a flock of pelicans took off in surprise, the it too eventually disappeared into the hazy horizon.
One year later...
The blue mountains towered in the distance, the green pines densely packed along their steep slopes. The late afternoon sun shined harshly through, bathing Neil's bare skin as he stood shirtless, admiring the view through the huge glass windows. His toned body somehow even more defined than a year prior, each sinew of his bouldered shoulders moved as he rotated them, he reached skyward, stretching his abdomen with it's deep crevices of muscles flexing with each twist of his torso.
He looked down the center crevice of his torso, tracing his finger down the middle of his abs, he stopped and gently fingered his navel. He rubbed a thin scar that extended from the top of his belly button to the bottom rim of his navel, barely noticeable. As he pushed his finger in, he envisioned Taylor's finger sliding in and out of him. Neil shuddered in anticipation as his cock hardened in his shorts, looking down he could see his bushy dark pupes and his enlarged cock pushing his sport shorts from his lower belly.
The sun shown brightly into his impressive cabin, glass walls looked at a picturesque mountain view. Neil walked into the his kitchen, he pulled open a drawer and picked up a beautiful japanese kitchen knife. He twisted the knife in the air, the sunlight glinting off the japanese symbols. Neil brought the blade close to him, gently tracing the tip of the blade down his midsection, he stopped the blade in his navel and twirled it slowly. The afternoon sun accentuated Neil's impressive body, as he leaned his head back and moaned in pleasure, each ripped abdominal popped from his body, he imagined sensually what was to come...
The late afternoon sun continued to move across the sky, a black truck bounced along a meandering mountain road before stopping in front of a impressive cabin.
Taylor gripped the steering wheel, his impressive forearms flexed as the veins pumped blood in anticipation. "706 Cherrywood" the mailbox read.
He exited the truck, removing his white shirt from his sticky body. The summer sun warmed his tanned skin as he walked around the back of the truck to grab his backpack. His biceps bulged as he lifted the bag onto his back. The straps framed his broad chest and impressive v-shaped torso, his deep v-obliques in turn framed his beautiful deep innie, leading sensually down to his groin. Taylor ran his finger gently down his abdomen before stopping on the small dot of a scar above his navel. He rubbed it sensually, remembering the ice pick entering him. His cock immediately filled with blood and clearly bulged beneath his sweat pants.
Taylor marched up the steps to the home, and knocked thrice on the door.
Knock, knock, knock.
Neil quickly pulled the blade away from his belly, his cock immediately enlarged as he anticipated what was to come. He walked quickly to the door as the sun shone on his impressive back. As he opened the door, his left hand immediately reached around Taylor's neck, pulling him in for an intimate kiss.
Taylor kissed Neil back fervently as Neil's right hand, still brandishing the blade, came quick and jabbed Taylor playfully in the belly button... Neil pulled Taylor in tighter for the kiss as he gently pressed the blade into Taylor's navel, just poking the skin.
"Ow!" Taylor said flirtingly as he pushed away from Neil. He looked down the center crease of his defined abdomen, a small prick of blood gathered in his deep innie.
"Come in, come in." Neil said excitedly, as he stepped aside, guiding Taylor into his beautiful home.
The two men walked into the kitchen, the late afternoon sun shining orange on their ripped bodies. Taylor took of his backpack, setting it near the couch. His ripped body was accentuated by the lighting, every crevice, every sinew of muscles, shadowed by the light. His sweat pants hung loose on his waist, revealing the top his pubes.
"Make some drinks and I'll handle dinner", Neil suggested as he lit the gas stove, the flames leaped into the air.
The men drank and ate and caught up for several hours, the earth rotated, the sun set, and the blackness of night enveloped the windows.
Neil approached Taylor from behind, who was sitting at the table, he reached his hands over Taylor's broad chest and squeezed them tight. He traced his fingers down the center crease of Taylor's abdomen and fingered his deep navel with his left hand, as his right hand continued to travel into Taylor's pants, caressing and fondling his cock. Neil whispered into Taylor's ear.
"So, are you ready to play?"
Taylor stood up gently and slowly turned around, he kissed Neil intimately.
"yes."
Neil grabbed Taylor's hand and led him excitedly to the bedroom.
The two men walked in and admired themselves in the reflection of the glass windows, almost like a mirror now as it was so dark outside. The interior lighting reflected their impressive physiques, shadows defining each muscle. They flexed jokingly, as Neil ran his fingers up and down the crevices of Taylor's abdomen. Taylor kissed Neil gently, squeezing his tight butt.
"get comfortable." Neil said, before disappearing into the bathroom.
Taylor laid down on the bed, hanging his head off the edge, he stretched his arms. His taught abdomen flexed, every muscle clearly defined as he lay.
He looked to his reflection in the dark windows, his broad chest with a defined middle crease, his abdomen arched and his skin taught as his head lay back, each ab and crevice defined in the shadow of the overhead light. Taylor smiled and looked to his right as Neil walked back into the room, brandishing a familiar camping knife.
"remember this?" Neil said with a grin.
"you little bitch." Taylor responded sarcastically, realizing Neil took his knife that had gone missing a year ago.
Neil approached the bed, admiring Taylor's form as he lay back, his head hanging gently off the edge, his stomach so taught the skin looked easily pierced and each abdomen clearly defined.
He sat next to him on the bed and traced the 6 inch blade gently around his nipples. He moved it carefully to the center crevice of Taylor's defined abdomen, before following the symmetry and tracing the blade gently down the center crease of Taylor's torso.
Taylor, his head still hanging off the bed, watched in the reflected window as Neil stopped the point of the blade on the small dot of a scar above his navel.
Neil began to press gently, the point of the knife created a small divot in Taylor's taught skin. Taylor's cock hardened, clearly bulging in his sweat pants as he anticipated what was to come.
Neil applied more pressure, Taylor watched his reflection in excitement, his eyes followed up his broad chest, down the middle crease of his abdomen, he watched has Neil leaned over his body and gently pressed the blade. Suddenly, he felt the point of the blade pop through his taught skin. He watched as the blade sort of bounced down a centimetre as it tore through him.
Taylor moaned in pure pleasure, his abs flexed as he carefully stretched his legs. He closed his eyes and continued to hang his head back, as Neil gently applied more pressure.
"you'll feel a little more pain here as I press through the muscle, but remember, this is the best part" Neil said, before he leaned down to kiss Taylor.
He applied more pressure to the blade as he felt the resistance of Taylor's abdominal muscles, his forearms flexed as he pressed harder.
Taylor watched on in the reflection, Neil's impressive biceps and defined forearms, his veins popped, and Taylor felt as the blade gently pushed into his own flexing abdomen. Suddenly he felt as the knife pierced through his muscle, sinking several centimetres instantly. He closed his eyes and moaned in agony and pleasure.
Neil felt as the blade sunk inside Taylor, immediately it cut through his dense abdominal muscles and began to slowly sink further into Taylor's belly. He watched as the skin of Taylor's belly absorbed the blade, the blade in his belly outlined in crimson red.
Taylor, his head still hanging back, watched the reflection in the window in pure ecstasy. Neil, leaned over him, focused intently on the knife sinking into his belly. Taylor's eyes followed the center crease of his defined belly before focusing on the blade inside him, which had sunk at least 1.5 inches now. Taylor could feel the cold steel as it penetrated inside him, poking through his dense abdomen he could feel as the sharp end of the knife cut through his skin and muscle. He looked beyond the knife and saw past his lower belly where his enlarged cock began to peek out of the top of his sweat pants, dripping in precum.
Taylor moaned in ectasy, Neil pressed further, the blade now easily gliding into Taylor as the slit in his belly became deeper and longer with each passing moment.
In a fit of excitment, Neil jabbed the blade hard and Taylor screamed in pain and surprise. As he opened his eyes, his head hanging, he looked in the reflection he saw the blade was at least half way inside him, 3-4 inches.
Neil let go of the blade, admiring it as it stuck out from the center of Taylor.
Taylor winced as he tried to bring his head up, he looked down the center crease of his abdomen, his abs flexing as he lifted his head, each ab clearly defined by the over head light. The blade sort of wobbled with each of his shallow, excited breaths. He breathed more heavily in excitement and pleasure as he observed half or more of the 6 inch blade inside of him. He saw as it cut down from the small scar on his belly to just above his navel.
Neil carefully grabbed the hilt of the blade, Taylor felt as he began to slowly pull it out of him. Neil looked admiringly at Taylor, who looked back, his abs flexed as he propped himself up. Neil could feel his tight abdominal squeezing the blade, holding it inside him, as he tried to pull it out.
"relax" Neil said, as he gently pushed Taylor's forehead back.
Taylor softly dropped his head, and unflexed his belly. His skin still taught as he leaned back on the bed, each ab clearly defined. Neil slowly removed the blade, the skin sloped around the blade as it was slowly pulled from Taylor. Centimetre by centimetre the camping knife emerged, covered in crimson red blood.
Neil pulled it entirely from Taylor, they both heard as it slurped out of the slit above Taylor's navel. Taylor watched in the reflected window as Neil slowly raised the knife, it dripped drops of crimson red on Taylor's lower belly. He saw as the wound began to pulse blood with each heart beat, the blood began to flow between each abdomen, it followed the crevice of his upper abdomen before flowing between the crevice of his defined chest, the blood gently seeped past his neck and dripped gently onto the floor beneath him.
Neil held the blade just above Taylor's belly and watched as the wound seeped blood with each breath, he followed the blood as it seeped up Taylor's laid back torso and dripped past his neck onto the floor. He quickly leaned down to kiss Taylor.
The two men kissed, Taylor's abs flexing as he leaned up slightly. He winced in pain and pleasure. As Neil leaned away, he dropped the knife on the floor before removing his shorts.
Taylor watched as Neil's impressive hard cock bounced out of his shorts, 8 inches of veined goodness. Neil climbed on top of Taylor, his cock gently slapped his lower belly, his tight bubble butt grinding against Taylor's own hard cock.
Neil watched as the blood pooled out of the slit in Taylor's belly, he leaned down to kiss Taylor and as he did so he guided the tip of his long cock, touching the bloody wound.
As Neil kissed him, Taylor felt as something gently entered his belly. Neil pressed his cock gently into the slit, prying the wound open open as the tip of his cock entered Taylor.
Taylor moaned in agony and pleasure... Neil peeled away from their kiss and Taylor looked down the center of his defined torso, he watched as Neil slowly guided his cock, slightly curved, into his wound. A fraction of an inch by a fraction of an inch, Neil's impressively long cock slid slowly inside of him.
"Your abs are tight" Neil moaned, as he pushed Taylor's head back.
Taylor relaxed, hanging his head down and unflexing his abs, he admired the scene in the reflection of the window as his belly gently swallowed Neil's cock.
Neil felt Taylor abs unflex and his cock began to slide in with more ease, 1 inch, 2 inches, 3 inches, 4 inches. He felt the warm insides of Taylor pulse around him, the warm blood flowed out of the slit and cascaded erotically over Taylor's impressive body, flowing gently between the crevices of each muscle.
Taylor watched on and moaned in pain and pleasure, Neil stopped as 6 inches of his 8 inch erect cock had entered Taylor. He leaned over, beckoning Taylor for a kiss, Taylor lifted his head gently to kiss him back. Neil felt as Taylor's abdomen flexed around his cock, holding it tight as the two men kissed. Taylor could feel the long, foreign object deep inside of him, curving and tickling his upper guts. Neil pulled away from the kiss and began to gently slide his cock out of Taylor, it's veiny impressive length came out slowly, covered in crimson gore.
Taylor watched on, lifting his head and flexing his abs tight, as inch by inch Neil's impressive cock slid slowly out of him. Neil stopped just before the head of his dick escaped the slit in Taylor belly, he looked at Taylor and grinned excitedly before pressing his cock back in, quicker this time.
Neil's cock slid into the bloody slit in Taylor's belly, inch by inch, he felt as Taylor's abdominal flexed and loosened, massaging his cock as he slid back inside of Taylor.
The two men now interlocked in a dramatic way, Taylor looked at their mirrored reflection in the dark windows, Neil sliding gently out of the center crease of his abdomen now, his cock covered in crimson red, as blood pulsed out of the wound and around Neil's cock, cascading over Taylor's belly and chest, dripping gently onto the floor beneath his head.
Both men moaned in pure pleasure as Neil's cock slid out of the wound, then back in. Watching as at least 6 inches of Neil entered into Taylor's abdomen, then slowly slide back out again.
Taylor would sit up occasionally, flexing his abs, they grabbed a hold of Neil's cock. Neil would moan loudly in pleasure as he pulled away or pressed with more force. He began to fuck Taylor's guts more quickly now, he could feel his cock ready to explode as Taylor's belly swallowed him.
Taylor leaned up, he ran his hands down Neil's chest as Neil continued to gut fuck him. He deeply fingered Neil's navel as he watched down the center crease of his belly, watched in disbelief as Neil's cock -- covered in his own gore -- slid in and out of him with such ease. He felt as each penetration tickled his insides. His cock pulsed with blood and pooled precum as Neil grinded against him.
Both men moaned in pure ecstasy as Neil slid aggressively into Taylor, he shuddered and moaned as his cock released his load inside of him. Taylor exploded in his pants as he felt the sensation of Neil's hot wads of cum, shot after shot, unloading deep inside of him. He moaned in ecstasy as he shot his own load, covering his lower belly and Neil's butt with cum.
Neil leaned down to kiss as he gently pulled himself out of Neil, his cock felt the suction of Taylor's tight abdomen, it slurped out of the wound as blood gently dripped from the tip.
He rolled off of Neil and lay on the bed next to him, both men breathed in heavy exhaustion. They looked at Taylor's belly as the slit opened and closed, pulsing blood with each breath.
Taylor sat up in disbelief, wincing in pain. He covered his wound with his hand, and looked at Neil, wondering if they had gone too far.
"let's see if we can patch that up and rest" Neil suggested, as he stood up and headed for the bathroom.
Taylor laid his head back down, exhausted, as the wound continued to pour blood up his belly and over his chest.
Neil came back with a medical kit and some towels, he gently began to clean the wound, carefully moping the blood off of Taylor's battered belly.
He grabbed the suture needle and pierced it through the slit, he traced the thread back and forth, piercing each side of the wound, at the end he pulled it tight and watched as the slit closed up. Neil gently cleaned the wound, caressing and massaging around Taylor's ripped abdomen. Taylor slowly fell asleep as Neil cared for him into the night.
