GUT UP !!

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Curious, failed first film by director John Derek (who is also in it, but killed off early) starring his then-wife Ursula Andress, Richard Jaeckel , Ron (Tarzan) Ely and Rod Lauren in a WWII story set in the Phillipines. It's pretty much a piece of junk except for the weird wild combat action in the last ten minutes. Jaeckel essentially goes nuts, daring the Japanese to attack him and his men.  Ely gets bloodily stabbed in the guts and dies in Andress's lap.   But the weirdest plot thread involves Rod Lauren, a former teen singing idol who had a brief movie career.  Earlier in the film, when he thinks they're all going to die, he persuades Andress to have sex with him so he won't die a virgin.  Hence the film's title.
Anyway, as the Japanese finally attack he gets shot in the guts (presumably; the gunshots are not explicit; you have to judge it by his reactions) and ends up caught hanging in a standing position, tangled in some ropes.

The Japanese sniper is irritated that he hasn't killed him, so shoots the kid again in the belly.  Despite the hot slug ripping through his guts, the boy smiles, knowing that at least he got laid before being killed.  They even superimpose Ursula's image over his smiling face.

Now here is where the scene goes in a surprising direction: the Japanese sniper gets more and more annoyed that the boy isn't dying, so he keeps pumping him in the belly.  As each bullet punches into his guts, it becomes more and more obvious that he is becoming aroused...partly from the memory of Ursula, but more and more from the sensation of getting slug after slug drilled into his belly.  The fiery pain ripping through him makes his dick go rigid. 

By about the fourth bullet impact, the boy's back is arching, his expression is basically saying "Go ahead, fuck me in my belly with slugs!"  It's easy to visualize his dick stiffening and pulsing, the swelling cockhead pushing up past his belt and under his shirt towards his bellybutton.

As his body stiffens in ecstasy another rounds drills into his straining gut.  As his hard cock thrusts upwards, he gets it again in the belly; his cock explodes, pumping a final hot load which shoots up his belly and splatters over his navel.

As cum drips from his riddled belly he shudders, his eyes close and he goes limp, still feeling the half-dozen slugs burning deep in his quivering guts.

His spent cock slides back down his bloodslicked gut, and his head drops forward onto his chest, a faint smile on his lips as his deathgasm fades.


This is the earliest example I think I have ever seen of a man or boy blatantly experiencing an orgasm as he dies a violent death.  And unlike a stabbing this is pretty drawn out, as the bullets are slowly and deliberately pumped into his waiting belly, one at a time.
Sadly, Rod Lauren only made one more film before his career abruptly ended.  I'm guessing no casting directors were saying "Hey, get me that kid who cums all over his belly when he gets shot in the guts!"
- Derek

Hey guys,

Here is the news/updates/stats for January.  As of January 12 we sill officially be six months up and running.  There has been a lot of growth in the site since we first started out.


We currently have 365 registered members (97 of which were banned as spammer-scammers, leaving us with 268 "real" members.  Of those, only 67 have contributed a post.

As for the titles, we currently have 1 arena champion, 0 seasoned warriors, 4 Warriors, 7 Greenie Warriors, 21 Warriors-in-Training and 34 plebs. That leaves us with 201 who have never even responded to a post.  (Come on guys, you can at least say "hi".)

There have been some questions and concerns about adding pics/videos/etc. of underage characters/people.  While there is no blanket ban on such material.  I encourage discretion on such topics.  Any for of artwork depicting a minor (or underaged character) must be done in good taste and may not contain any nudity, pornography or otherwise overly-sexualized content.  (I will be forced to remove such). 

Please, also comments about such artwork should also be done in good taste. Any comments that sexualize minors will be removed. Repeated offenses shall result in warnings and/or banishment.
We cannot afford to have our site labeled as child porn.  So, please, keep artwork and comments of minors in good taste.

Also, we are still in need of at least 2 additional administrators.  I am unable to review all of the content and all of the new subscribers awaiting activation.  We have about 10 new subscribers every day and I have to cross-check them with the cleantalk website to see if they've spammed others (most of them have).  It's easy to do, but takes a little time.  The ones that show spam activity get deleted, and those who don't, I am able to activate.

I also need help installing a chatroom and adding video-player plug-ins.  Anyone willing to do some internet research on how to do this?  Remember, this is our forum.  We all need to work together.

Be safe and be sane.

The dudes in the photo are the type of young stud steaks I envision in the drawing....  die well and GUT UP !!

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Hey guys, here is a short story.

TEMPLE FIGHT

The broken ring of ruined columns was delimitating a sandy arena.
A smooth marble altar stone was standing on one side.
Androkles reaches the old temple of Ares, the God of War at night.
The full moon casts a pale light. The white marble altar stone and columns shine a gleaming light.
The owl chants in the cool night.
A presage of imminent death thinks Androkles.
Androkles wears leather sandals and a belt.
He wears a bronze helmet that hide his traits.
A short sword stands by his left side in its leather scabbard.
Androkles is otherwise fully naked, except for helmet, sword and sandals.
His half erect cock dangles freely in front of his lean belly.
He's confident and strong, ready to face any challenge.
The young warrior is here on a quest.
He looks after the wonderful sword of power, the unbreakable sword of Ares.
The golden hilt of the sacred sword shines in the moonlight.
The warrior is strong enough to extract the blade from its stone scabbard becomes a hero.
Androkles is here to try this feat.
The priests told him the magic that imprisons the mighty blade in the stone can only be lifted at midnight with the light of the full moon.
The time has come for Androkles to try....

As the young naked warrior enters the ring of broken columns, he sees another silhouette entering the stone circle from the opposite side.
The newcomers is another man, bare ass as Androkles is, he's also barefoot, and wears only a bronze helmet that hides his face and a belt.
A short sword hangs on his left flank.
The warrior is now aware of the presence of Androkles. He stops on the brink of the sand arena.
His right hand strays to the hilt of his sword.
He slowly draws his blade, ready for anything.
Androkles says nothing. He knows the law of the temple.
The sacred sword belongs to only one hero.
If two contenders reach the temple before midnight at the full moon, they have to fight to the death.
Only the strongest will try to wrest the sword of Ares from its stone altar.
And he has to kill his opponent swiftly before midnight.
Androkles draws his own sword with no hesitation.
He jumps in the circle of sand, and his unknown opponent does the same.


The two naked fighters start circling.
The arena is 36 feet wide, a perfect size for duels.
Androkles feels the thrill of combat flowing down his spine.
He's always excited by a fight to the death.
It makes him hard, and tonight is no exception.
His naked dick swells to erection.
He watches his anonymous opponent.
Obviously, the later shares this same mood.
His engorged cock stands at full mast in front of him.
No word has been uttered. There is no need of words.
Both fighters know there can be only one Champion of the sword.
Only the stronger fighter can survive and reach the altar.
Both are eager to fight for it.
Both are confident. The two cocky bastards are impatient to kill.
They are spiraling to each other, slowly approaching striking distance.
Androkles foe shouts in rage and leaps forward with a large swing of his blade.
His big swinging dick slaps on his hip as he leaps forward.
Androkles has anticipated the killer move of his foe.
He brandishes his own sword to parry the blow.
His swollen cock is throbbing in passion.
The two blades clash with a loud fracas.
Androkles grunts in effort.
His foe follows his weapon, his knee is jutting forward, and strikes Androkles in the gut.
Androkles is caught at unawares.  He stumbles backward as the pain irradiates from his gut.
The two fighters fall in the sand, Androkles foe tops him.
But his sword has broken near the hilt!
As he falls on his buttocks in confusion, Androkles grip on his own sword loosens, and he loses his weapon!
His instinct overcomes his confusion.  He grasps the right wrist of his unknown opponent. 
He twists his claw, forcing his opponent to let go the hilt.
He discovers the sword of his foe has been broken.
He kicks him with full force in the groin, seizing the opportunity they are now grappling in melee, skin to skin, muscle to muscle, cock to cock!
 The two naked warriors are now disarmed.
 The duel continues barehanded, with fists, knees, feet and teeth.
 They engage in a confuse ground fight.
 Each warrior uses every trick he can and strikes every possible blow to his opponent's naked body.
 They are clinching in each other’s brutal embrace.
 Androkles feels the burning cock head of his foe grinding on his bare torso.
 Sometime, his own aching cock grinds his opponent's slick skin.
 The sensuous dance of death the men fight is pushing them to the edge.
 At the same time they trade brutal blows, eliciting grunts of pain and shouting like wild lions. 
 Androkles proves more endurance than his deadly opponent.
 The later shoots his load all over his sworn enemy.
 His cumshot is so prolific he sprays Androkles face and chest.
 Androkles feels his foe weaken.
 He manage to trip him on his hip and to get rid of his grip.
 He leaps on his feet as his foe still struggles to recover from his involuntary orgasm.

 Androkles looks around the arena.
 He sees his own sword lying 15 feet away to the right.
 He leaps forward to seize the weapon.
 His opponent is rising to his feet, and sees Androkles.
 He knows he's dead meat.
 He rushes and leaps forward with a shout.
 Androkles raises, thrusting his blade in front of him.
 His enemy rushes at full force on the sword.
 He impales himself on Androkles blade in despair.
 Androkles holds firmly with his powerful arms.
 The blade sinks in the solar plexus of his opponent and the latter’s momentum is enough to make its point come out of his back.
 His enemy is ran through, his death is now just a matter of minutes.
 Blood pours from the deadly wound as the two men falls to the ground in a renewed embrace.
 Androkles cock bursts as he shoves his blade to the hilt and the two men erect cocks dock together. 
 Androkles pants in orgasm as his juice flows freely from his dong.
 Victory is sweet he thinks as his foes spits blood on his killer's shoulder and dies.
 Androkles shove the dead carcass on his side.
His enemy's body crumbles lifeless on the arena.
Midnight approaches, time for Androkles to wrest the enchanted blade out of the altar and to become a hero!


THE END

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          Lucas ran as fast as he could.  The leader of the expedition had told them the natives in this area were not hostile towards the missionaries.  But when the group arrived in the village, things turned bad quickly.

          Lucas had watched as several of his friends were killed.  The only thing he knew to do was run for it.  He hid out in the forest, stripping himself down to his boxes as the clothing he had been wearing were bright colors.  

          The pouring rain made his escape difficult.  Much to his surprise, the natives were good trackers and quickly found him.  The man's adrenaline went to an all high and he bolted into a fast sprint, splashing in the mud as he ran.  

          A couple of arrows flew past him.  He grabbed one as he ran past where it was sticking in the mud.  He turned and flung it, hitting a native straight through the chest.  He raised his middle finger and turned to run.

          Much to his surprise another native had made it out of the forest in front of him fully prepared to throw his spear.  Lucas attempted to stop, but just then, the native's spear was airborn and struck the young missionary right in the belly button, piercing him completely through.