01-29-2020, 12:47 AM
Belly Meat is Ready
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Prime Ready Gut Bayonet Targets
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I agree with Chase about the last pic.
I also like to imagine this as a punishment for warriors or soldiers who don't get any kills on the battlefield. They are rounded up in pairs of similar height and it's their group leader's job to perform the ritual of strapping them together naked. While the heavy leather belt is still loosely fitted, the sharp points of the metal spike or double ended hunting knife are placed in the centre of their navels, then their leader slowly tightens the belt until their hard abs are touching. The braver of the two is considered to be the one who tightens his abs sufficiently to drive the point into his death partner first. It usually happens that the first one to get impaled on the point is also the first to squirt his hot death cum. The stronger hunk who manages to resist the sharp point then has to arch his back to support the body weight of his weakening death partner as his legs give way. This causes the belt to tighten further and sometimes makes the weapon suddenly jerk into the stronger man's gut. Or sometimes the weaker man's weight pulls them both onto the floor, forcing the pointed weapon up through the guts of the stronger man falling on top. They both then squirm together on the floor, enjoying their final explosions of cum.  (01-31-2020, 06:03 PM)bruffman Wrote: I agree with Chase about the last pic. BRUFFMAN, hot prose here!!!! ty The arena was hotter than usual. Not just because of the presence of two genuine muscle smooth hunks but the weather. It was stifling. One would sweat just being still. The audience found it hard to breath as the beauty and masculine pride emerging from the two face offs down below. The beguiling Denk had an average face, sort of a elongated. Thick lips and a Romanesque nose. His hair was stylishly straight down in a messy but neat look and was very light brown with shades of lighter blond. The veins in his smooth arms were popping out. There was no fat on his arms. He had light blond eyebrows. There's a rumor that says that whatever color your eyebrows are, your pubes are the same color. The crowd hoped to have that theory proven today. His chest and the delts leading to it and that area under his arms and leading down to his back were all fully developed muscle. His torso was half long and lean and lanky but also had some small trace of fat, not much though. Floating far above his denim shorts was an outtie belly button, fat in itself and looking like it wanted to form one of those eye like belly buttons but having failed in that, just sorta dried in a half eye, half volcano button. His hips were not bony. His fingers long and bony. His nipples were hard and peg like and round. He had a wry smile on his face. The opponent could not have been more his opposite. Robert was classic youth with a no fooling stare and dark olive skin. His dark curly hair was cut short but wavy up top. And this guy had more muscles than Denk. His wide round pectorals were deep cut and his nipples seemed to hang low but attractively so as he leaned over to pick up the half wooden, half metal thin pointed spear to place in his navel. His arms had veins popping out but instead of smaller biceps, his bulged. His shoulders bulged and were striated. His arms, neck, back, legs, and stomach were all fully muscled and with thick ones. He was serious poker faced with a small hint of a smile coming at what would be his finest hour: he was confident he would win against this Denk. His dark eyes and long eyelashes readied for the steamy showdown. His stomach flexed on a sea of abs and his navel stood out, even though it was a deep innie with a bottom cave, thick on all sides as it entered his innards. He had a perfect body. And he knew it but tried not to show that part of his personality now. Denk bent to get his side of the shaft and he purposely jerked it a bit to scare Robby but he didn't. Robby just nodded. Denk put the blade in his belly button but didn't have the room that Robby sported so he stuck it in his fat navel outtie, "Mmmmfff, feels really good in there. I want you to give it to me real hard and good, boy." Robby lifted one side of his mouth to smile. Denk's personality was well known among the boys. He wanted to die gloriously and he loved to have the feeling of something in his navel. Yet no one was able to slay Denk yet and no one was able to come close to stabbing him in his stomach hole. Denk submitted himself to this ab vs ab contest hoping someone would kill him. He wanted to die and not because he was sad, because he was joyous in the idea of dying with some point in his navel and some hot dude on the other end shoving it in. Denk smiled, "Glad it's you. You're perfect!" Robby had the point rested on his thick bottom wall of his navel, not poking in. "You're crazy," he said quietly. Denk smiled, "I know." The three boys from their respective arena cells were on each side. One said, "Hey we're s'pposed to do that. You robbed us of putting it in there." Denk snorted, "Get lost, now, all of you." "It's time!" Robby said as the alarm sounded. "Stick em good." "He's been dying for it, let him have it deep and hard." "Make him suffer a long time, Robby." "Denk, don't let him get away with slaying you scott free." "Take a chunk outta him, belly to back and out!" "Slay each other, thad'id be hot n' cool!" "Die well both of youse." Denk said, "I said get lost--all of six of ya's." Robby nodded. The six boys split to their seats to watch, drooling over the hotness of the slick combatants. Robby had thick veins running down his lean muscled torso and his dick came out already, straight up rubbing against smooth hard rock lower belly beneath his navel. It began to rise higher. Robby wore a speedo but he might has well as wore nothing at all. The mix of cool metal and hot wood in their stomach holes made their skin jump in different directions and their dicks jump in equal erections. Denk huffed inward with exhilaration and excitement. His eyes widened. Robert looked as the shaft went into Denk's belly button and smushed the outer edges inward. This was going to be easy. Rob tightened his abs and smiled a big toothy grin at Denk, the whiteness gleaming. Denk felt the wood hot in his stomach, the metal half cold in there. He shoved forward, thrusting his while upper body onto the shaft in an attempt to shove it into Robert. It didn't give. Instead, the point bit into his interior some more and he felt it do some serious biting pain on the back of his navel wall. He sucked his belly in but it didn't help. Robert shoved inward. The spear was only three feet in length and so it made Robert not far from Denk. Robert shoved his face into Denk's in a victory grin but Denk grinned too. "Give it to me, stud, give it to me goodah!" Robert looks at Denk, "You are as crazy as they say, man. Aren't you?" "I don't know. I just like it in there, you know, DEEP and HARD in me belly button and beyond! And you providin' that real deep and really hard! UGNAAAA!" Denk's knees buckled a bit but he recovered quickly and as he rose back upward, he shoved his torso at Robert and Robert, taken unaware, got some of the wood and metal in his belly button but his hard meat within stopped it dead center. He swallowed. "I know what you mean now! I like it there too but I like living better, dude so it's you who's gonna DIE!" He shoved at Denk again and Denk gasped out loud, a manly gasp this time, deep and guttural mixing with some other tagalong more girlish gasps. As Denk and Robert got closer, Robert penetrating Denk's belly with the spear, only two feet could be seen between them, and over 9 inches of dick from Robert to Denk bending down at Denk's right leg, splashing pre cum, lines marking their territory. Denk's dick was not idle either. It crossed swords with Robert's dick and being uncut the skin unfurled a bit and let the head out of its coat. Foaming it jabbed at Robert's dick and they hit head to head, slit to slit and pre cum went from one to the other and vica versa. Robert jumped at this contact and Denk gasped. Robert bent forward and down and Denk sank to his right knee and was about to be forced back as the spear vanished some six inches more into him. Denk ripped his hands out of his ties. "AhahAHahAH!" Denk jumped and jumped as Robert forced him downward. Denk held himself up with his hands flat on the ground but Robert gasped too in a gasp of power and a kind of "Look at me, I'm winning, AHHHHH take this in you," Kind of gasp. Robert bent his knees as he made for the climax on Denk's belly sinking the point in deeper but he also felt something pop in his own belly button area and the point went through his back wall. Denk's back wall was pierced and ripped as Robert jerked down and Denk jerked from side to side, ripping himself more than Robert's. Denk's legs went up over Robert's hips. Robert leaned down between Denk's legs, supporting himself by putting his hands on Denk's muscled shoulders, having ripped out of his bonds. The boys who watched shrugged. "Guess they weren't tied tight." "They is tight man, look!" Robert used his left hand to jerk Denk's dick and cum spurted out joyously and freely escaping the slit hole. It meshed with Robert's finely toned abs and dripped like rain filling a ditch! Denk tightened his abs and felt the muscle wrap around the fine point and the shaft above the point, holding it in. His meat was no match for Robert's however, and as Robert, primal in his rage to win and his huffing of victory, leaned over and stuck his dick into Denk's asshole, Robert's abs, feeling some ripping themselves, let loose on Denk's abs. Denk found sizzling hot cum lacing his belly button and his abs and along his hips where they hit erogenous zones and made him jump with love! "Take it home man! Thrust it on in! Bring it to my real guts!" Denk gasped and put his hands to touch Robert and this made his back hit the ground. He hugged Robert and drew him closer. The spear chunked into Denk's belly some more and out his back. Robert felt it hit the ground and as he jerked his dick into Denk over and over, he realized his own belly button was getting stabbed now too for the shaft was pointed into the ground under Denk and they were pinned together now. They had wood in their dicks, just an expression. But they really had wood in their bellies along with metal, creating a cold/hot feeling as the shaft pointed on both sides was made of half metal and half wood. It made for a very strange feeling as the points invaded their flesh, belly button first and tore on from there. Robert had fucked Denk and tore out and cummed over his abs. Both their shafts were thick again and their veins on their dicks were popping out, their green ones visible. They were both pumped and primed for more. Denk puffed, "Why? Why?" "Cause ya wanted it! Both ways!" Robert's cocky answer came as he did. "Not that ....why does it feel so hot when I knew I was gonna die? Why is it so fucking cool? So damned...sexy...knowing a sexy guy is doing me in and knowing he is causing me this burning love pain?" "Don't know but die you shall!" Now he was pinning him to the ground, literally as he stretched his legs out and let Denk's legs fly freely in jerking pain, trying to extinguish the pain his torso was feeling as his navel was totally pushed and torn into his body and out his back and into the ground under the back. Robert knew he won and he smiled, his ample dimples showing off in Denk's face. Denk made a big O with his mouth as the pain hit a crescendo. Robert did a push on onto Denk's chest, chest to chest and nearly fell, his arms nearly giving out as the point crashed into his own navel but it was Denk who slowly gave light moans outward (HILLLLLLLLL! and sorta like PUFFTTTTTTTT!) and huffing (GAAAAAAA! and SPAFFFFFFFPPAFIT!) spectacularly as he knew his moment of death was upon him. His chest rose and caved in with Robert on top, nipple to nipple. The belly of Robert was against Denk flat, the pointy weapon in Denk more than Robert. Robert let out a few victory huffs (HAHHHHH! and UHHHHHH!) and moans (OHHHHH! and HEEEEEEE!) as he used his strength to shove into Denk as hard as he could. Denk's useless attempts at getting up were over, his back now firmly on the ground and his dick spent with cum drippings the only tell tale sign he was once alive. His eyes stayed open as Robert shoved some more and Robert had to be pulled off Denk, a sucking sound sickly popping as the shaft exited Robert's navel and stayed in Denk's, as though it enjoyed him more. Denk was dead but his kicking legs and bucking bronco of a body didn't know that. As he kicked and shook, the last sounds from his throat, which seemed stuck there, left. Robert covered his hole and felt it up some. It felt good. His big dick was erect again and shot straight up his body. It also let rip another burning heat of cum. He had won but at what price? Would his navel ever look the same again? And would he last the night with this intense lovely pain he was experiencing? He wondered why it felt so good and was so bad. Like Denk he could not come up with an answer as his dick cam up with load after load of chunky boy love... His name was Arliss and everyone loved him. Even his enemies in the arena. He sported a very short crewcut of brown/black hair, hair almost no one noticed. Although he had a genial personality and almost always wore a smile or half smile, he was tough and he knew it. He was also a bit arrogant but anyone with his looks, body, and kill/win record would have to be. Although his collar bones stood out a bit he was muscled but not overly muscled. He had a six pack, which was sprouting into an 8 pack, those two muscles just under the chest just beginning to come out due to excessive working out. He didn't need them. His six pack was ample and each piece of it was solid and bulging. Set right in the middle of the bottom two was a large round, actually almost square looking belly button, shallow with some meat evident. He wore ripped, remainders of old gym shorts, thinking correctly that it would look hot on his manly frame and legs. One thing about his legs, they sort of ran up to his butt and up to his side all in one great smooth angular jell. He was genuinely hot and with naturally darkish skin. The audience was completely silent in as he strode into the arena, some of his gladiator mates from Jim's cells accompanying him. He waved to the crowed of boys watching and other men spectators. They cheered but then drew to silence again. This is the first time this type of showdown occurred. No one knew what to expect really. Not really. Arliss, thick lips, thick eyebrows, and veins running down his tight arms, took his place, chest out, body erect and eyes staring straight ahead as if they saw nothing. But he smiled. He knew he would win. With him, standing on one side was Anton and Damian and on the other, watching him was Walker, Treat, and the boy known only as the Punk. From Innout's side of the arena came boys also. Leading them out was the contender from Innout's team: the lighter skinned Nippar. Nippar was blond with his hair combed to one side but ending in a half cut on the right side. His blue eyes didn't detract from a ruggedly rough face. And while his abs were not as big or bulging as Arliss, they were well defined and with ridges and definition that showed strength. He also had severeal small beauty marks on his left side near his stomach and running up toward his chest and ribs. His navel was smaller than Arliss's but no less hot. It seemed somehow naturally scrunched together and with ample meat inside. It also looked like three buttons, one outtie with an innie on top and an innie on bottom. He wore remainders of pink, yes pink, swim trunks. Skin was evident throughout. A nice big rip was on the right side between hip and dick area. It hung loose and showed tight washboard side. In arm size Nippar rivaled Arliss. They were big and bulging. Shoulders were also well developed. He took his spot and noticed Arliss's big round nipples which twined his own big round and HARD nipples. He swallowed. Arliss sure looked rough and tough. He tried not to lock eyes with the boy but it happened. They stared each other down but neither one would give the look away. They stayed staring as the gladiator master came over to them, in both his hands, palms held out, was a three and a half foot long steel rod, almost one and a half inches in circumference. The ends were both smaller but sharper as they were shining, bright razor thin points. With and watching Nippar were some of his mates from Innout's stables. This included the wily fun loving AJ, dark skinned and trendy with a gold necklace on; the favorite undefeated Beamer, blond, well muscled stomach just hanging out begging to be touched by steel or wood weapons; the white skinned Farral, the long haired Jacondar, and the Hawaiian Chinese smooth muscle boy Jun. As they approached, the boys had split, with the last two mentioned moving to one side and the other three moving to the opposite. They looked over at the opposing pals of Arliss and some folded their arms as if to act cool but it gave the impression that they were guarding their chests and bellies...something they would all have done well to do in previous and future battles. "You still think after getting a good close up look at em, that you can beat these babies? Huh?" As he said this, Arliss patted his own abs with a right hand on his right side and upper left side with his left hand. "We'll see," Nippar gleamed, "We'll see." "Stow the gab!" The gladiator master, a fine muscled man, no body fat or hair, held the steel, "Gentlemen, tie your friends' wrists behind their backs tight and good." The friends did this and made the wrists tight. The boys Arliss and Nippar had their wrists tied behind their backs and wrapped in rope. "Now do the honors, gentlemen." The gladiator master hefted the steel bar as to give notice. From both sides, the pals of the respective competitors, gentley took the steel bar from the gladiator master's hands and despite wanting to tug into the direction of either enemy belly, they didn't. Easily they laid the point onto the belly button bottom of their friend's button. "Higher up," Arliss bragged and his team mates put the point in the center of his button, "Don't be afraid to put it in there good n tight," Arliss sneered. Done, the boys backed off and stood, almost in a large circle but far enough away from the contenders as to not block others' views. The gladiator master backed off and waved both hands from far out to together, indicating the boys may start. Arliss was intending to just ram his gut into the point and let it sink into his opponent's tender gut but as he tried, all he managed was to spear his own navel center. That boy on the other side was solid! Swallowing, Nippar sweated as he moved his body forward. He also had a strategy different from Arliss. Instead of sticking his gut out as far as it could go, he pulled his stomach back, back back to his backbone as far as it could go. That way the solidness of his torso muscles would take the brunt of the force. And no mistaking it, while this kid bragged and underestimated him and his great ab set, Arliss was strong and his abs were a valid threat. Sweat was prominent on Arliss' brow too and he gulpled. He thrust forward and "UGGGGGGG" ed out a groan. From one corner of his mouth, Nippar smiled a wry smile. He sucked in and the point found its way into his belly button meat tightly. It began to sink. Arliss also felt it sink into his thick belly button meat. The pair moved at each other. Nippar looked up and tried to think about something else, anything but the steel point inching into him. Arliss thought about it and got angry. "NARRRRRRR!" He stuck his gut out and the point sunk into Nippar some more. Nippar gasped and moved back. "You first to go," Arliss gritted out. He moved at Nippar but as he did, Nippar kicked back toward him and the point went in some more. The pair were stopped from moving for a bit as the steel point bites into their thick hides, their thick meat, their buttons' walls. Jabbing, thriving there, their vitals throbbing as the foreign entry makes its one and a half circle known in both their navel tunnels!!!! Both were straining to get the other first and hold the stick out of his own belly which was of course impossible. The points were embedded now and as one held his belly tight and the other thrust, they changed or tried to change stratgedy. Arliss sucked in and found as he did, that that hurt more. "Oh shit." "C'mon," Nippar said, "Take it like a man, don't cry out." "I...I see you are," Arliss gasped, "Taking it like a real man. But it...it's gonna do us in...both of us are gonna die..." "Yeah and like men. Who can bare it all," Nippar said. Arliss smiled, "And it feels so good while we're doing it!" He moves closer. Another inch in. Another two inches. Nippar felt it slide into him and his face gave way to extreme pain and worry. It passed over him like a wave, like water. He bent a bit as the point found way deeper than he wanted it to. Then he struck his body up straight and almost went too far straight and back. Doing this caused him immense, intense pain in his navel and it also made Arliss stand up and take note! Both boys had their dicks straight out but now Arliss's went up and threatened to bump into the steel bar. Both stood straight as an arrow and faced each other. Arliss's abs seemed to buffet the steel bar as it devoured his navel opening and snuggly went in as though made tofit there his whole life. He felt comfortable with the pain now as though it were an old friend. He never knew it could feel this good. He'd been wounded but not near the navel before. And unlike most of the other boys he never really thought about getting pierced right there. "It's right inn some good--dahhh yeah, good yeah there, spot." "I know what you mean but...." Nippar's abs made a washboard again and again, trying to keep the death at bay. Smooth belly meat getting it and clumping around the steel, each motion by any one of the boys making the pain regenerate in a new way. "But...bu.." Arliss tempted asked, "But what?" "C'MON, BRING IT ON???SHOW ME WHAT YOUR MADE OF! IS THIS ALL YA GOT???" Arliss was a congenial boy for the most part. He was well liked by most all but Nippar's taunting angered him. The sweat was streaming down his face. He chanced a look down and saw the tapered part of the weapon's end gone. His own navel had swallowed it and red liquid oozed out around it. The point was inside him a good inch at least, maybe more. But Arliss was bolstered when he saw Nipper sweating too. His long blond bangs were plastered against his boyishly handsome face. A quick glance to Nipper's tummy showed it too pierced by the slender shaft. Red blood ran in two streams down Nippar's lower gut and blended with his sparse, golden pubic hair before continuing to run down his legs. Arliss replied with a cry of rage, "I'll show you what my abs can take Nip!" Arliss tightened his gut muscles as much as he could. He felt them wrap around the metal invading them, then stepped forward. "Uhhhh!" Nippar groaned as he felt the pole invade his gut deeper. He wondered how far in it was. It hurt like hell but it felt good too. He pondered that dichotomy of if but the waves of pain brought him back to the matter at hand as Alriss' last shove made the tip hit something inside Nippar's stomach, something other than muscle. `Oh God', thought Nippar, `My guts just got stabbed.' He had to do something to counter or he was going to lose. The truth was he was being killed, killed from a stomach stab. He saw the smirk on his opponent's face. Arliss knew he had just delivered a good one. Arliss had indeed watched as the pole slipped a little further into Nippar's beautiful stomach while the invasion of his own did not seem quite as severe. "How'd you like that one Nip? Think you can take some more?" Arliss taunted trying to mask his own pain. Nippar maintained his erect posture; he kept his body upright too. He knew his innards had been pierced. Of that he was confident. He knew now was the time for a bold move. If he didn't it would mean defeat for him. Nippar smiled a sly grin that crossed his pain streaked face and said, "This isn't over yet Arliss! You want to see how much I can take?...How about THIS?" As Nippar said `this' he tightened his gut as much as he could but almost knew it was a vane attempt. He thrust his body forward and indeed felt the stick drive deep into his belly. He needed Arliss wounded too as a tie in mutual death was the best he could hope for. Alriss' eyes went wide as the move caught his unflexed gut by surprise. The spearing shaft sank deep into the interior of his stomach skewering organs beneath the muscle. Arliss shuddered at the intrusion but curiously enough his rock hard erection increased its flow of precum drip. "Awe fuck!" Arliss groaned. "You're full of surprises aren't you Nip?" Arliss wheezed as he finished speaking. Nippar wobbled and tried to stay standing still as any movement, no matter how slight, caused the point deep within his belly's interior to move as well and cause more pain. He sucked in some wind and said, "If I'm going to die I'm gonna take you with me Arliss." The two now stood about 2 feet and apart. The pole was 3 feet long to begin with so everyone watching knew their tough bellies had swallowed up a good 6 inches of steel apiece, more than enough to penetrate the shield of abdominal muscle and dive into the tender guts below. Alriss' powerful looking pecs heaved up and down. The strong 21 year old had known the fight was going to be challenging but had never dreamed it would go this long. He knew Nippar was tough but being more slender and a year younger at just 20 Arliss thought he had the advantage over the younger boy. But now as a spreading warmth emanated from his stabbed stomach he knew he was in the fight of his life. If Nippar could show mettle and hurt himself to get a good drive in so could he. Arliss took in the sight of Nippar as the 20 year old's chest rose and fell with deep rhythmic heaves. The boy was bleeding badly and Arliss summoned up his courage and made his move. Arliss let out a war cry and rammed himself forward. The spearing point inside his stomach sank further in, skewering more of his innards as it made its way to his back muscles. But the affect was the same on his opponent. Nippar grimaced and clenched his teeth as the stabbing point drove further into his gut ravishing his insides. He trembled as the wall of flesh before him powered the offending stick further into his taunt body. Nippar's cock pulsated as so much precum flowed from its tip that it formed a slimy string from piss slit to ground. Nippar swayed and the point moved around inside the tummies of both boys causing severe pain. "Stop moving around!" Arliss screamed "I can't help it man! I'm dying!" Nippar replied With the space between them down to just over a foot the pole's pointed tips were near the exiting points on the boy's back. Arliss felt the coolness of the pole near but not touching his spine. Nippar sensed the stick near popping through his lower V shaped back. Their bodies touched for the first time too as their precum covered cock heads touched almost as if the sex organs were long lost lovers sharing a passionate kiss. "Oh man!" Nippar said as pain & pleasure overwhelmed his senses. "Fucking A man!" Arliss agreed Their breaths were coming in gasps and they felt the hot breaths of their opponents on their own sweat covered faces. As the two handsome men stared into each others eyes they were overcome with lust for their opponent. Both knew there was only one more move to make with the points so close to popping out their backs. No words needed to be spoken. "Ready?" was all Nippar said. Arliss didn't even speak. He clenched his resolve and gave a once up and down with his head. With simultaneous grunts the two boys pressed forward till their muscular chests met. "AAAARRRRGGGGGGGHHH!" both boys screamed. The pole between them exited through their lower backs looking like an alien creature escaping the body showing a pointy shaft coated with blood and chunks of gore captured from its trip through each's belly. "Uuuuhhhhhgggg!" Arliss groaned as he dropped to his knees. "Awe shit that hurts!" Nippar said and he leaned into his opponent. Their chests were pressed together and they felt the hot wetness of the others sweat. They also felt the pounding of each others powerful hearts as the muscle pumped blood through the body with a sizeable portion of the precious liquid leaving through the holes in the navels and backs. "Nippar……I'm, I'm getting…dizzy" Arliss said Nippar blinked his eyes rapidly trying to maintain his senses but knew exactly how Arliss felt, "Yeah, me…me too man. Shit Arliss what have we done?" "We killed each other is what we did. I hope the bastards enjoyed it……….Uuuuuuuugh" At that Arliss toppled over to his side taking Nippar with him. The two landed face to face, chest to chest, pinned together through the navels in belly stabbing ecstasy. With their arms tied behind their back they could not embrace but both wanted nothing more than to pull their opponent into a tight hug and enjoy their last moments. They felt the gooey hot slime of copious amounts of hot belly blood as their pierced stomachs ground together. They bucked their hips instinctively as they jabbed their pulsating erections into each other. Their mouths connected and they explored the inner reaches of each others mouth with their tongues as blood flowed up from the butchered gullets of both boys. Their passionate love making in the throes of death made the crowd, and their stable mates cheer. Arliss was the first to orgasm and with a strong thrust his cock slipped between Nippar's blood coated thighs and squirted jets of white cum out onto the dirt behind them. Nippar jabbed his erection into the wet pubic hair of Arliss and he too released at least a cup of jizz onto the boy that wanted to kill him moments ago now his lover. Exhausted from their belly stabbing contest and now lovemaking the two gut stuck boys laid together, still pinned as one. Their sweaty faces rested against one another as their breaths were reduced to raspy gasps. "I love you" Arliss whispered. Nippar opened his eyes with what looked like great effort and stared into the green eyes of his lover and said, "I love you too. We'll meet on the other side. Wait for me." At that they both closed their eyes and waited. Ordinarily death was the only way a wounded boy left the arena but so thrilling was this show that the crowd began to chant, "Let em live! Let em live!" The crowd began thrusting their fists in the air in rhythm with the chant. Jim cast a glance across the arena to Jerazk who nodded. Jim then ordered attendants to come and remove the gut stuck men to the medical unit. = 4 days later = Arliss squinted as light hit his pupils for the first time since that day in the arena. It was bright and he thought for a moment he was on the other side. All thoughts turned to finding Nippar in this strange new plane of existence. But as his vision cleared he saw he was not in some heavenly world but a hospital bed. Then he heard a voice. "Well there you are at last!" Arliss turned his head to see the grinning face of Nippar in a bed next to his. "You had us worried you fucker! Thought we were gonna lose you for a day or two." Nippar said pleased his new friend was awake and was hopefully going to be OK. "We're, we're not dead?" Arliss said weak, his throat still dry. "No man" Nippar said, "I don't remember cause I passed out. But I guess we put on such a show the crowd saved us." "Probably cause of your cumin all over me you slob! Don't you ever jack off for god's sake?" Arliss chided Nippar laughed, "Hell that's a light load for me dude!" Arliss tried to sit up, but a shooting pain from his stomach & back made him lay back down. "Yeah I learned that the hard way too." Nippar said. "Just be still and lay there. It's not bad really. They feed you and oh yeah…the sponge baths!" Arliss rubbed his aching gut but managed a grin at the thought. He wished he could give Nippar a big hug amazed at how much connection he felt for the cute boy he had gone into the ab contest against. Arliss reached out his arm as far as he could. Nippar did the same and their fingers barely touched midway between their beds. They locked their eyes and smiled as the love between them filled their hearts. Seeing others from opposing camps was strictly forbidden but both boys knew once they were well they would try and accept whatever consequences came their way. It was going to be an interesting adventure for the two boys with the best sets of abs in the games. pics of fighters
02-16-2020, 12:20 AM
Thank you so much Chase for these incredibly hot stories of navel and ab duels. I imagine myself to be Denk in the first story and Nippar in the second.
02-16-2020, 08:31 AM
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