They need to prove their guts can take serious torture....   they are all soldiers, warriors, manly BEEF
GUT UP !!!!

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a belly hole cunt is forged by digging deep into bare boy belly, smooth and hairless

SOME OF MY FAVES:

The muscled guys, the eight and six packs, the groans from the stabbed and the resistance they weakly or manly try to put up, the grunts from the winners as they plunge, the plunges, the twists, the different angles, the variety of the guy's faces, some of them manly men, some youthful youths, the looks, the eye contact, the look down to the wounded belly by both victim and victor, the brief fight and struggle at the start, the tanned bod, the Asian warrior, the navel targeted and the ---seemingly a new thing that's not recently but recently cum to the fore---the twisting of the knife once it's inside the navel---the up and down, the round twist, and the repeats of that, makes these the hottest scenes.

Firstly, I would like to greet the user of Male Navel. He showed me this forum and it is thanks to him that I am here with you. I met him on this vid page, I have the same nick as here. Thank you very much. I would also like to add that I use a translator, so sorry for mistakes, forgive me

My name is Piotr, I am 28 years old and I live in a large city in Poland. Poland is a small country next to Germany, some people don't know where it is I am an ordinary, probably handsome (hopefully xD) boy. Many of them on the street, I don't stand out. I lead a relatively calm and stable life.

It all started when I was still a child. I have always had a foot and belly fetish, navel. Except I didn't understand it then. While playing with my friends in the yard, I was always curious about someone's navel (it didn't apply to girls at all) so on every occasion, and there were many of them, especially in the summer I was watching. When my parents were away, I would take a pencil or a pen, put it in my navel and pretend it was an arrow, and I liked it very much. I was not sexually developed then, so standing penis or playing was out of the question. I just liked doing it and saw nothing wrong with it. Of course, I didn't tell anyone about it.

Years passed and I was still interested in boys. One time, being in the bathtub (I don't remember how old I was, 15? 16?) I was playing in the same way again, with a pencil and an arrow faking. And that day, I remember it to this day, I got very excited. Holding this pencil in my navel, I imagined so real (a young man's hormones) that I am dying this way. After that my penis shot and something white fell out. Back then, there was no access to the internet and pornography that I still didn't understand. I realized later when I started having fun
When I had the internet, I found a video on YouTube. It was called "Reprint gut stabbed" where a young boy is stabbed in the bathroom. It was the only thing I had then. I have watched it about 100 times Later, when I was 20 or 21 years old and I had my first sexual contacts behind me and also had my first boyfriend, I was still thinking about it. I couldn't tell him that. To him, even the feet were strange XD I also thought at one point in my life that I was the only such person in the world. I was still having fun like this and watching various movies on the internet. It has absorbed me a lot and it still consumes me today. It absorbs so much that "regular" sex is fun, but there's always something missing. Always. However, I found that if someone makes such videos, someone else has to watch them. And so a year ago I came across this vid by accident and I was very happy that I am not alone. I really wanted to meet someone like me, go for a coffee, talk. It even turned out that there are two such people in my country. But you can't meet. We all have one life and one youth. Do we really want to fantasize about it at home for the rest of our lives and not even try to play a role for once? After all this, I used to go to this vid just to watch movies. I have not contacted anyone. Honestly? I was sorry, I thought that I would fulfill my dream. Besides, I was single already, so which was bad for me. After all, I had stage II in my head, which is avoidance. I tried not to watch those movies, not go in there, just have fun in the normal way. And guess what? The longer it was like that, the more my head suffered. It was so bad that I decided not to fight. I won't win anyway And this is how I wrote to the user whom I greeted at the beginning and I'm here now. I would love to meet someone, but I decided that it probably won't work. And if this is how it should be, then at least in this way I will be able to expel some emotions. We are all anonymous here and we are all the same. Let's support each other Normal in live, crazy in bed, so I have no problem with it and I don't feel alone. I just had to get it out.

I hope some of you reached the third moment I would like to move on to the second part of my post now. I would like to describe what I like and quote one example of a scene with my participation. Why one? Because I have a lot of them, I'll leave them for the next time.



I am a young slave. Unfortunately, my landlord is not satisfied with my job. So he decides to make a use of me, have entertainment and put me to fight 1 vs 1. The audience around us is quite big. When my opponent comes, I know I have lost. I just know it. We both stand in panties only. We both have a sword and a shield with us. He is a young, well-built boy who trains all his life. I am a normal, good looking, tired worker. I have not experience in the fight. I have no condition like him. God, I can't even hold a sword very well. They made me a laughing stock. I don't even know when it started. Very strong hits began to fall on me. One after the other. I cover myself with my shield with my left hand, but the hits are so strong that I can't hold it. In a full of panic, I throw the sword away from my right hand. Now I hold the shields  with my both hands. Hit, hit, hit. I stopped counting. At one point my opponent kicks at me so hard that I fly backwards. Right now, what I feared the most has happened. I am lying on the hot sand, with my back to the ground, all exposed and defenseless. Like a dog that lies on its back and I give up, exposing  weak points. I want to get up. I want to take my shield and stand up. When my back is slightly off the ground, he pinches me with his leg. He puts his warm foot over my chest. "Don't even try," he says. With one foot on top of me, he raises his sword up. It shows that he has won. People are happy, I can't breathe, there's dust everywhere. After a while, he takes his leg and walks around me, very slowly. She looks at me, probably wondering how to end this. I'm starting to slowly retreat over this sand, but what for? I know it's over anyway. He comes over to me and leans down. He puts left knee on my chest so that I can't get up. He presses my head to the ground with his right foot. All I can see is sand in front of my eyes and all those people looking at me. I've never felt so powerless. Fear takes hold of my whole mind. Suddenly she pulls something from behind her back and shows it to me in front of my eyes. It is a long, narrow dagger. "Please, no, don't kill me." I start licking his foot, begging for mercy. I do it with the greatest dedication, because I know that my life may depend on this licking. Maybe it will save me. Maybe a miracle will happen. I feel my penis getting hard. "You lost, keep your dignity" I think even he was shocked that someone was asking for mercy like this. After a while, I felt the blade of the dagger touch my navel and I'll be making a cum shot. "Anything else you want to say?" I keep licking my killer foot. "Please, no. I'll do anything, just don't kill me." He pressed the dagger a little harder, he hadn't stabbed me yet, I started to struggle. I made a strange squeak. Sound of excitement and terror. "You are pathetic". Then he stuck a dagger all the way to my navel. Very slowly. I felt the cold steel inside me. I couldn't believe it. It's not possible that just happened. I was so excited. A shiver ran through my body. I don't know what I was so afraid of. I felt that nothing better could happen to me. "Shhh, it's okay, here you go, hold down" as he took his wet foot off my head. He took my right hand and placed it on the handle of the knife that was sticking out of my stomach. He also took the knee from my chest and they will stand over me. "Look what I did to you." I saw a small river of blood slowly drain from my navel and soak into the dry sand. I felt a fire in my belly. Huge and pleasant pain. I knew I couldn't do it anymore. I pulled my penis out and started having fun. A few moments passed and I had the biggest cum shot of my life. One last cum shot. I wanted to thank him, but I didn't make it. He picked up his sword and with a swift movement cut open my entire stomach. I couldn't say a word. It's good that it happened, I kept at least a little dignity. The sight in front of me was terrible. Suddenly blood spurted out of my mouth. An unnatural crust passed through my body. Once. The second time in a moment. I felt no pain anymore, my head fell to the sand, to my side. Just like when he put his foot down on me. I saw dust again and the same people. Darkness. 


I hope someone enjoys this short story, let me know, maybe it could have been done better. Thank you for being here and thank you for listening to my thoughts as described before this scene. Not all of them are so brutal, please don't get scared If anyone wants to contact with me, I use Skype for such conversations. Parabellum Mirabellum is my nickname. I am waiting for your comments ?

Recently, I rediscovered the Facebook group "Playing Dead", after having left it for a couple of years. 
I applied for membership about a week ago, but I have not been neither admitted nor rejected, wich leads me to the question - has that group died a slow and boring death, as has happened to so many other groups of ours?
Or is the admin just gone, and no one steering the boat?
Does anyone here know anything about that group?

As I recall, at some point you could find a couple of golden moments in there...

I had always been curious what it would feel like to feel the pain of defeat. More specifically the pain of dying by a sword through my belly. Every time I went to battle the belly would be my target. And now was no exception. As my forces overtook the savages of the forest the battle began to die down but I wanted more! Being this close to death always made me feel more alive. A savage lay at my feet with several arrows in his gut. I rested my sword on his chest and his eyes grew wide as I slowly pushed. Blood spewed from his mouth and I just grinned. 
“Enjoy it boy! It’s the only death you’ll get,” I told him. As his eyes began to glaze over he looked me right in the eyes and with his remaining strength managed to puff out his chest a bit. I was taken aback at the boys courage. At that point I had the overwhelming urge to join him. To test my own courage. And just like that I decided I was going to do it. I was going to let some savage show me up. I crossed to my second in command Calix who was overseeing a restrained  prisoner.
“Another victory Commander! We have retained some prisoners for labor and-“
I held up my hand cutting him off. 
“Calix I command you to leave the prisoner be and draw your sword.” The boy looked confused as I unfastened the straps on my armor. 
“Sir I must get this savage back to camp-“ I held up my hand again and he stopped. “Enough with the prisoner lad. I’ve come to decision. I’m not going to be outdone by lesser men,” I told him as my breastplate fell to the ground. I ripped the sweat stained tunic off baring my hairy chest. 
“I intend to show my own courage today by dying a mans death!” I said. Calix looked stunned but the prisoner smiled. 
“You want enemy?,” he asked thumping his massive pecs.
”I need a man who can kill me,” I replied as I loosened the belt around my waist “think you can do that?” 
The savage grinned and held up his chained hands. 
“Unbind him Calix.”
“Sir you cant be serious. To die at the hands of one so untrained is an insult,” Calix began. 
“I have made my choice. I want to die a man today. You can either join me or get out of my way but either way this is going to happen.”
The lad turned back to the prisoner and began to unlock his chains. The savage shook of his bonds and stood tall. He was even bigger than I first thought. Truly deserving to be called savage. Calix remained and looked at the savage in awe. 
“I am scared to do so Commander but if the offer to join you was true I would like to die with you,” he said. He looked nervous but began to take off his armor as well. 
“You die as a man today Calix!”  I drew my sword from the dirt and gestured around to the prisoner.
“Pick a weapon my savage friend. There are many to choose from.”
“Daemon” he roared at me then thumped his chest again “me is Daemon.” 
“Daemon then. Choose your weapon.” He looked around him until he found a short sword. In his hands it looked like a mere knife. He cut the fastenings on his kilt and bared his manhood with a meaty flop as it smacked his thigh. 
“Dead men need no covering,” Daemon told me. I dropped my undergarment smiling like a child as I kicked them to the side. Calix did the same and Daemon roared with laughter coming closer to me. 
“You men are like children compared to me!” he said as he put his massive cock against my own. He for sure had me beat. Calix came closer to us as well his own cock sticking straight up. 
“My cock is rock hard and this beast is still bigger than me!,” the lad said as Daemon compared there cocks side by side. The smile faded quickly though as Daemon stepped back. The time had come. My sword twitched in my hand. 
“So how do we do this Commander?,” Calix asked his voice just a bit nervous. I was about to respond when Daemon decided for both of us. He stepped close again only this time stabbing me deep in the gut. 
“Uurrrrrrkkkkkkk!,” I groaned as the sword went further. 
“Sir!” Calix said. 
“Calm yourself boy!” I said with difficulty as Daemon pulled the blade out. I watched as the bloody steel came out of my stomach. 
“Wound not very deep,” Daemon told me “We go deeper as we get closer to death.” Calix responded by thrusting his sword into Daemons hulking hairy belly. Instead of getting angry, Daemon merely laughed as Calix stabbed him. The blade went sliced into him where a long trail of hair bisected his gut. 
“Very good boy” he said grabbing Calix’s bulging bicep and pulled the blade into himself grunting a bit “arm should be straighter.” The hole in my abs leaked blood. As soon as Calix had removed his sword from Daemon I angled my own towards his stomach. The lad had always been muscled but had only just started sprouting hair on his chest with a long happy trail snaking down his belly. With no warning I thrust into his midsection. “Aaaafffffnkkk!,” he yelled out bending under the weight of the blade. 
“No escape from blade,” Daemon said to Calix “Push out belly. Men should enjoy the pain.” Despite the pain he was enduring the lad managed a smile and arched his back accepting the blade. Blood poured from his abs as my sword left him. I hardly had enough time to stand up straight before Daemon rammed his blade right in the middle of my huge pecs. 
“Fucccckkkkk!” I grunted against the pain as best I could. My cock was slapping against my abs. Daemon pulled his blade from me and puffed his chest out. Calix went closer and thrust his blade at Daemons huge chest. It buried itself in his right pec. The beast of a man merely grunted as it was torn from him. Calix was holding his wound with one hand has I looked him in the eye and nodded. He nodded back and I leveled my sword with his sweaty pecs and put the other hand on his shoulder. His chest rose and fell quickly as I pushed in. 
“Aaaaaffffnnnkkkk! Gods damn!”, he groaned as it was pushed deeper. As I took my blade back the lad fell to his knees. 
“I can’t do much more sir,” he said looking dejected. 
Before I could say anything Daemon said “Rest for now boy. We will all leave together.” Calix was still on his knees as Daemon came closer again. His hairy body covered in sweat and new wounds. He rubbed the area just under my belly button. “You gut yourself. I gut the boy and then me,” he said kneeling down to Calix as I knelt myself. Blood poured from my chest and belly so I knew I didn’t have much longer anyway. Calix simply looked Daemon in the eye as the big man stabbed him to the left of his hip and began to slide across. I opted for a different course and slid the sword just under my belly button where Daemon had felt. The pain felt so much different as I pushed the sword through my belly muscle. I arched my back pushing my chest out as I started to pull up. Calix was grunting more loudly as Daemons blade passed beneath his own belly button. But still he looked to me for strength so I responded by showing mine off. Flexing my arms I pulled harder trying my best to ride the pain that only continued to get worse. Daemon had completed his cut and knelt parallel to me. While I still pulled upward the cut on Calix’s belly opened and spilt his guts. 
“Ohhheenffffnkkkk fuckkk. My Gods damn guts are hanging out,” he said as he stared down in disbelief. I pulled the sword through my abs as I felt the painful pressure behind the skin building. It was like a fire burning out of me. Daemon quickly stabbed himself deep in the belly and began to pull up through his furry stomach. I felt my abs split apart as my guts bulged outwards and held in a small chunk just above my hard cock. 
“Gods damn lad this pain is fucking terrible! Uuuunnnnnngggggg!”, the words now tumbling passed my lips with a good amount of blood. Daemon was grunting in frustration as he worked his own sword through his iron hard gut. Just as he pulled the sword out he started to beat his hairy chest as his intestines forced his belly open the rest of the way. They hung around his massive dick but he continued to beat his chest with one hand while he stroked himself with the other. I realized this was our send off and was able to beat my chest as I wrapped my hand around my manhood. Soon we were all grunting like animals as we beat our chests with our guts hanging out. You could feel the manliness it was so thick. My vision began to cloud as I started to cum. 
“Aaaannnnkkfffucckkk,” I yelled.
“Uuurrrkkklllllllll,” Calix let out as he came. 
“Hhrooooooaaaaaaarrrrr,” Daemon finally grunted as our souls departed this mortal battlefield. 

With some luck, maybe even to a much more bloody and painful fight! 



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This is my first try at writing stories so let me know how I did! I don’t mind constructive criticism. 

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