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Darkest Death Wish - Viking Mike - 01-16-2024
We all seem to be infatuated with mortality, either ours or some other man's. But what is it that you wish would be your ideal death? Personally, I want to be stabbed through my belly button with a sword and then eviscerated in combat. Whether or not I'm able to cum one last time is up to the opponent who takes me out. Am I to get off before I'm gutted? Who will strike me off? Me? Him?
RE: Darkest Death Wish - RightThruMyHeart - 01-17-2024
Captured on the battlefield. Beaten almost senseless. Stripped naked, tied to a post. Three men dressed in Desert-cami's, wearing black ski-masks stand in front of me, cross-hairs of their rifles trained on my lower left pec. My chest heaving rapidly, my heart pounding so hard, they can see each forceful heartbeat on my chest. Three red laser-dots cluster around my visible heartbeat. Sweat trickles down my naked body. You got me, you bastards. Now, shoot straight. Three rounds through my Proud and Pounding Texas heart !!
RE: Darkest Death Wish - RightThruMyHeart - 01-18-2024
(01-16-2024, 06:45 PM)bellyboy Wrote: I agree it has to be in the belly button. But to be honest, I would want a bullet. I want to feel my guts on fire. I honestly feel that I died in another life. I was a young Marine headed towards the beach at Tarawa in WW II. I was shot first in the belly button. Then I took another hit in the lower belly. My guts were burning. I was hard from the excitement of the battle and I did cum before I died in the water. I never made it to the beach. I never fired a shot. I didn't live long after being shot, but I think the most pain came from the lower belly wound. Aren't there more guts in the lower belly area? And I am guessing some of those guts would ooze out of the wound. I know I felt some coming out of my belly before I died. But again, it has to be a belly wound.Oh, love this one. I'm the enemy soldier watching a flood of soldiers storming the beach. Out of the hundreds of soldiers running towards me, I focus on this young, slim soldier (you). I train the cross-hairs of my rifle just above your belt-buckle. I squeeze the trigger, and watch as you stagger back a few steps, a red hole appear on the lower part of your shirt. I got you through your belly-button. But, you gather yourself and continue your charge - One Tough Marine !! I squeeze the blade again. A second red hole appears on your shirt, just under your right ribs. Again, you stagger back, and then join the advancing men, but slower. I bring the cross-hairs to your broad chest. Must shoot him through his heart, aiming at your lower left pec. As I prepare to shoot your heart, end your young life, I feel an ocean of pain at my temple, and my world goes dark.
RE: Darkest Death Wish - gladlover - 01-24-2024
I see myself as a gladiator, in the arena with a young man I shared carnal pleasure with last night. We are both naked, without armor or helmets, with a gladius and a buckler, covered in sweat from the hot sun. The crowd is huge and intoxicated with wine and violent death, and wants to see me finished off.
We circle each other carefully, his young muscular body against my instincts evolved through my career in the arena. We clash as sword meets sword and buckler, the sound drowned out by the screaming of the crowd. The fight continues and I drop my guard for an instant ...
A bolt of burning agony grips my entire being. I look down to see my rival's gladius in my guts, splitting my bellybutton in two. I scream as he pulls the blade free and I clutch my wound and stagger about the arena. I drop to my knees, knowing I am dead, and look to my killer. he puts his foot on my chest and pushes me onto my back. I writhe on the hot sand in agony.
I am resigned to my fate. I drop my arms to my side as he comes to finish me. As I arch my neck and grit my teeth waiting for the death blow, my cock stiffens as hard as its ever been. My killer presses the point of his sword against my chest, over my heart. It pricks the skin, and I feel hot blood drip down my torso.
He pushes the blade deep into my chest, slicing my heart in two. I arch my back, accepting gladly the sword in my chest.
In my final moments, my cock bursts into a stream of hot cum shooting on my torso, soaking my wounds and mixing with the blood. He pulls his sword free and I lay still. The crowd is cheering my death, and my killer has an erection as he stands over me, raising his bloody sword in victory.
Hy soul goes to Elysium. I was there before my killer shot his load over my corpse. We will meet again when he meets his fate. I hope he enjoys it as much as I did.