Okay.  Here's how this category is going to work. First select the subcategory you wish to pursue.  (There is only one right now, but I will work on creating more).  Go through each of the posts and answer in as much detail as possible. 

In a couple of days, I will post the next information I need.  Once you have posted responses to each criteria, I will combine your answers to create your story.

     Let's see how it goes.  

Hey guys,
  
      Just wanted to check in with you all.  I hope everyone is doing well with the whole Covid thing and the political issues we are having.  (Let's not get into those.) 

        At times like these, we need this forum as a place to escape from the world.  I would personally like to thank everyone who has been contributing to the forum.  Your work is truly appreciated.

        I also know that not every post is going to be everyone's cup-of-tea.  If you find a story, pic or post you don't like, please don't be negative.  Negativity drives away people who post.  If you don't like it, move on to another post.  (Of course, if there is something like spam or kiddie-porn, let me know so we can get rid of it.)

        I may not get excited about some posts and I'm sure some people aren't excited about all of my stories or alters.  That's just how our fetish works.

        I would encourage members who have ideas on how to create better sub-categories to make what they like easier to find, to let me know. 

        Next, I have heard some complaints that there isn't much content here.  I agree.  That's why I would encourage everyone to contribute.  Even if it isn't that good.  Just a story, pic, comment.  Something, anything.

        We have 16 members who have posted over 100 posts.  and over 1000 members who have never posted anything (not even a response.).  I would encourage everyone to participate.  If there isn't content to your liking, post some.  How knows, you just might inspire someone to create more like it.

        We don't have professionals on this forum who make a living creating content for us.  We are regular people with jobs, families, lives, etc. All of the work here is a labor of love.  Please appreciate what we have. 

        I will be starting a new subcategory in the story's section.  It will be entitled Interactive threads.  I will initiate a story and ask everyone to post a response based upon the storyline.  I hope it promotes more participation from those who would otherwise remain silent.  I also hope that members reading the responses of others will be inspired to write a story or share some artwork.

        Any other ideas would be appreciated.  I can't do this all alone. 

Again, thank you for all that you do.

GUT UP and take it WELL

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Their execution is accepted.. they will stand and take it as proud, strong beef. 


GUT UP. Just DO it !!!!!!

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That musta hurt.

Jeux funéraires
Original in french
transcription in english

All of these sexy dudes in uniforms get their guts destroyed.

I guy can dream.

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The front door to the old country home crashed open, startling Taylor awake. The wind howled and lightning flashed through the windows illuminating his bedroom.

He placed his bare feet to the cold wooden floors, rubbing his eyes awake. He gently removed the sheets from his lap, the warm summer air touched his bare skin. He stood naked as thunder clapped, shaking the old home and lightning illuminated the room again. He reached over to his end table and flicked on a lamp. The lamp light warmed the room in an orange glow, he looked down at his toned body, his limp large dick hanging between his legs, and his bare feet on the wooden floors.

Another crash echoed through the home. With no time to get dressed, he turned on his heels and exited his bedroom still bare naked, grabbing a baseball bat on the way out. Taylor crouched and tiptoed down the hallway, the old wooden floor creaking queitly beneath every step. Each lightning bolt illuminated his body in blue light, his hands tense around the hilt of the bat, each fiber of muscle visible in arms and crouched legs. Claps of thunder reverberated soon after.

He approached the top of the stairs and peeked down the steps towards his entry door. The door was wide open, the wind howled into his foyer, blowing his curtains around violently, each bolt of lightning and clap of thunder seemed more violent than the previous one.

Taylor tiptoed down the stairs, his torso tight and ready for combat, the bat held high and ready to swing. His large cock dangled between his legs as he walked into the foyer.

The wind howled through his home, dishevling his already dishevled brown hair. He looked from the foyer into the study and into the living room. He relaxed some, loosening his shoulders, standing straight, and lowering the bat to his. He closed the front door, it slammed shut and he locked the deadbolt. More silence in the house now as the lightning continued to flash and the thunder rumbled.

He flicked on a lamp in the foyer, the room now illuminated his body in an orange glow. He sighed, relieved figuring the storm had blown open the door. He leaned the baseball bat on the entry table and walked towards the kitchen. His tall form was framed in the foyer, the warm glow illuminating his v-shaped back, dimples above his large naked butt, his thick hairy thighs and calves stepped into the kitchen.

Taylor noticed a quick motion in the dark kitchen, much too late to react. A stabbing pain engulfed his abdomen as another man appeared before him. Taylor pushed away and stepped back in shock, he looked down the center crease of his six-pack to see a large kitchen knife impaled inches inside of him just above his belly button. He stumbled backwards, feeling the cold steel inside of him. His butt collided with the entry table, he grabbed it with his hands bracing himself, looking at his impaled stomach in disbelief.

   

The man followed Taylor, he grabbed the hilt of the knife and pulled it out. Taylor felt as the steel sucked out his gut, his skin and abdominal muscles gripped the blade forcing the man to tug harder. He watched as the bloody tip escaped him, only for it to be forced back into his stomach violently again.

Taylor yelled in agony as he swung a punch at the invader. His right hand knocked the man in the cheek, sending him backwards and teetering off balance. "Aggh fuck!!" Taylor yelled as he pushed away from the table, standing in the warm orange light of the foyer, he looked down at his stomach in disbelief. The kitchen knife was inches inside of him, he could feel a deep burning sensation in his gut, and could taste iron in his mouth. He teetered a bit as he continued to look at his torso in disbelief, he watched in surprise as his large cock rose gently.

The invader stepped forward again, grabbing the hilt of the blade with his left hand. "you motherfucker!" Taylor yelled, as he backed away. The blade slid out of him, caked in his blood. He felt as it suctioned out of his belly, clamoring backwards, he put his hands to his wound as blood spilled between his fingers. He felt his cock pulsating and erect at 7 inches.

Confused, Taylor dropped his hands to his side and looked down at his torso. Blood pooled out of the slit in his gut, pooling into his navel, through his pubes, and around his erect cock. The invader approached him again, the knife in his left hand and with his right hand he grabbed Taylor's cock. He began to stroke it gently, using the blood that pooled around it as a lubricant. He placed the tip of the blade in Taylor's belly button. "Ugh fuck, no please, no!", Taylor groaned as he felt the tip of the knife gently penetrate his navel. He fruitlessly tried to keep the man from penetrating him further, but he dropped his hands and felt an odd pleasure as the man continued to stroke him as the knife gently eased into him. He felt the bloody steel as it sank inch by inch into his belly button "Uhh, ughhh", he moaned as the man stroked his cock.

The invader pressed the blade in violently, to the hilt, Taylor felt as it pierced through his dense back muscles and the skin on his back, penetrating all the way through him. His cock exploded up his abdomen, his hot white cum squirting in impressive amounts, over and over. "Ughh, ahh fuck, yes, ugh. JESUS!" Taylor screamed as his seed escaped him and he felt the entire blade being pulled out of him again. He felt as the steel sucked through his gut, pulling at his muscles and organs as they clenched around the invading object, his seed continued to spill up and over his stomach, mixing with the blood. As the knife escaped him, Taylor collapsed to his knees in exhaustion.

"fuuuuck" he moaned as he looked down at his bloodied torso, the two entry wounds from the knife, one above is navel and one through it, bled profusely, pooling around his still enlarged cock as it leaked white cum to the floor beneath him.

He looked up at the invader, he tasted iron and felt as blood dripped from his mouth, his vision faded and he collapsed to the floor.