Bruno's lean bod is amazing. I hope other warriors here agree.
               

       
These vids of Armin and Mario shot with arrows are only 10 Euros each which I think is good value for their physiques, the realism and work involved.
Armin
Mario

This other great vid has been talked about here before, and is 12 Euros. Clever camerawork.
Emil

... and I was waiting for him ...

   
   
   
   

I know some of you are fans of Amazon Warriors, and I understand those of you who aren't interested in women being stabbed. The attached video has a first (in my memory) of a guy getting killed in one of their videos by Saphyra (my favorite). It starts about 6 minutes if you want to avoid the girls ...

https://www.sextvx.com/video/2726966/ama...rs-saphyra

I must confess I'm not really into death fantasies, I just like the aesthetic of ancient warriors.
 However, I met once a handsome performer online who happen to have a bow and arrow in his room... I couldn´t let pass the opportunity.
I tried to upload the video here. I hope it work https://sendvid.com/zquomxvh

From Love me deadly 1972

Another hot drawing courtesy Jack Steel (he has his own forum here 

   

Peter lay on a deck chair beside a creek at the back of his home.  He wore a skin tight gold shirt, jeans, and horn rimmed glasses over his closed eyes.  He had been asleep for a little while and unconsciously shifted his weight to get more comfortable.  He lay with his shoulders flat on the chair with his hips turned where his right hip was on chair and his head was turned to the side.  On the other side of the creek the huntress Abryanna stood concealed by trees watching.  She had a crossbow in her hands and was watching Peter through the scope.  She watched the slow steady swelling and compressing of his belly as he breathed.  Through his tight shirt she could see the dark circle that indicated his big belly button.
"It seems a shame to disturb him.  He looks so hot like that.  There's only one thing that could make that scene even hotter." said Abryanna as she flicked the safety off on her crossbow.
She took careful aim and slowly squeezed the trigger.  Shomp.  Peter's baby blue eyes opened wide as the bolt sank perfectly into his navel.
"Oooohhhhh!" groaned Peter as looked down at his belly.
Shump.  Another bolt hit, driving through the button of his jeans and deep into the pit of his stomach.
"Yeeeeeaaaaannnggggaaahhh!" shrieked Peter as he tried to bent over.
Abryanna picked up a bolt with a heavy arrowhead that was shaped like a bell, but was solid steel.
"Time for the kill shot." said Abryanna with a smile.
Shunk.  The blunted arrowhead hit Peter in the middle of his broad chest and dropped to the ground.
"Yeeullcchhh!" spat Peter.
His eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed as if he were trying to draw in breath that just wouldn't come.  The heavy bird blunt had done its job, it had shattered Peter's breastbone and sent the shards through his lungs and heart.  Peter settled back into the same position he had been in.  His mouth opened a little and Abryanna giggled as she watched blood trickle from the corner of his mouth.  She watched his belly heave up and down in hard labored shallow breaths, then it stopped.  Peter's glasses magnified his eyes as they opened and his baby blue eyes rolled upward.  Abryanna shuddered in delight when she realized that Peter was dead.

Six men stood in a large arena that looked like a Roman Coliseum, except for the giant screens around the arena for the packed crowd to see the action better.  In the arena were five young men in their early twenties and one in his mid thirties.  First was Jason, standing about medium height with short black hair and just a little heavier than he liked with a snarky better than you attitude he had not made a lot of friends in the group.  Second was Bob, a short powerfully built man with almost shaved brown hair and quiet always respectful attitude.  Third was George, a tall broad shouldered man with round little belly and was always a follower and never a leader.  Fourth was Jerry, a tall slim athlete with short sandy hair, a quick smile and always ready to pull a prank on anyone especially his twin brother Peter.  Fifth was Peter, as tall as his brother, but not as muscular because he would rather be reading than breaking a sweat.  Finally was the older man, the veteran Paul.  Paul was a tall man with a thick chest and broad pot belly.  None of them had a stitch of clothes on, but the gamesmaster had consented to allow Peter to wear his horn rimmed glasses.  They didn't know whether it was the excitement of the kill or be killed atmosphere or the stimulants they had been given before going into the arena, but all six of them as they stood side by side stood there with their dicks stiff and straight.
"Are you ready to take it little brother?" whispered Jerry.
"No, not really.  I just hope I live long enough to see Jason get something stuck in that big belly button." said Peter.
"Yours makes a pretty good target too, Jerry." said George.
Peter adjusted his glasses and let out a little groan.  The gamesmaster stood up from his throne and picked up a microphone:
"Combatants, you may choose any weapon from the wall that you want to use.  The only rules are that you must fight, and you must fight until there is only one left alive."
The Gamesmaster nodded to a man beside him and he blew a trumpet to signal the beginning of the fight.