This time, I want to be the hottie in the rear, pushing my hard cock into my dying man's ass. I want to caress his chiseled abs and pecks and finish with his huge cock in my hands
He knew there was no escaping his fate. His curly brown hair fluttered in the breeze, but he barely felt it. All he felt was the cold steel burrowing further into his stomach.
His opponent had pierced his navel with his sword, and was slowly pushing harder. The young man was hard and felt his throbbing cock brush against the leather skirt he wore. He sank to the ground, holding the blade, feeling it slice his hands as the other man continues to push it deeper. His whole body screamed in pain.
The crowd cheered as the young man was suddenly impaled all the way through. He felt the blade emerge from his back, and it severed the nerves in his spine. He suddenly had no control of his legs and he dropped to the dirt floor.
The other man forced him to his back, the blade pushing into the ground. He had no strength to lift his sword, and his foe snatched the sword from him.
"Be brave," the man said.
He turned the sword in his hands and with a mighty roar, rammed the sword into the young man's chest. Blood erupted from his mouth as his heart was destroyed. His head fell to the dirt and his dead eyes stared at the blue sky.
Again, the crowd erupted in cheers as the victor raised his arms in triumph. This young man would live to fight another day. His victim would be fed to the lions.
You have to make a choice. Do you thrust the spear through your lover's belly or do you take it yourself? There is also the option to be impaled together. Are you in the front or back?
The victor, Atticus, carried the diying Lucas to the emperor's box as the defeated gladiator shot his final wad. It was a humiliation for both the emperor and Lucas, his champion. Atticus would claim Lucas' cock and balls as trophies. They would be auctioned off at a hefty price and bring fertility and good luck to the household of the buyer.
