Neri

Pirates

What do you think about pirates?

I like pirates. Strong men. No law, no scruples. Death coming soon...

Murder and pillage, fights against the law and other pirates

Yes, loyalty and betrayal, doing what the fuck they want.

Facing death by sword, musket and cannon fire

And knowing that if they are captured, they will be hanged: a long last dance for the pleasure of the men who captured them.

Better to die fighting than be captured

Yes, we both think so, but we are besieged in a tower and we know that tomorrow they will assault the tower and capture us: we are only two men against a lot of them.

(is it OK?)

(yes)

Looking out at the fires surrounding us

"Fuck, Dan. No way of escaping. They are a hundred or more. Shit!"

Yeah it was a fucking trap mate, now we die here or hang later

I grunt. "Shit!" I look at the fires. I look at you. "No, to be hanged... to see those motherfuckers laughing at us while we dance and piss and shit ourselves..."

Well, as I see it, if we fight in this small room then we have a better chance of killing then and not being overwhelmed, if they get too many men on us they can overpower us and we are fucked

Yes, I know. But they are too many. They'll manage to capture us. No, not so...

I put a hand on your shoulder "I am open to ideas "

I look at you. I smile. "Listen, Dan, you are the best fighter and I am a good one, too. We can fight, we can use the knife. One of us will be killed by a real man. The winner will do what he wants..."

I look surprised. You would rather kill each other than hang?

I look at you, smiling. "Listen, Dan. You like killing and I like killing, too. I like killing a strong man and killing you would be a pleasure. And I think it is the same for you. Being killed by a real male like you, this would be good, too. And..." I stop.

I see your hesitation "Go on"

I smile, self-conscious. Then I say: "The winner can do what he wants. If I win, I think that I'll taste your ass." I laugh, looking for your reaction.

I laugh, not a condescending laugh but one of joy. "Mate, if you kill me I would expect no less" You see my cock is getting hard.

I laugh, too, relieved. "Killing you and fucking you will be good, Dan. But being fucked and killed too. I cannot think a better way of ending." I strip and you can see my cock is hard.

I smile, "Always knew you had a nice cock." I take a cigar from my shirt, light it and then strip down.

I look at you while you strip. "Fuck! You are a bull, Dan." I laugh and I add "I think that a blade into my belly would be better than your cock into my ass!" I laugh.

"You think?" "Well, if you win you make sure to enjoy it" I blow smoke rubbing my furry chest, it has a few scars

I nod. "No pity, Dan, no mercy. The winner does what he wants." I am troubled. Your massive body, your hairy chest, your big hard cock, your low-hanging hairy balls. Fuck!

I flex and stretch, "I have seen you fight mate, don't sell yourself short. You have any last requests?"

I look at you. "Any last request.... what do you mean, Dan?"

Playing with my dagger, "One of us will be dead soon, did you have anything you would like to do before that happens?" "Or just wait for the end?" I lunge at you, testing.

I move back, confused. I look at your big body, at your hard cock. I look at your grin. "Listen Dan. One of us will die soon, yes, you are right. I would like..." I hesitate. Then I smile and I say "What about having some fun before?”

I smile around my gar "I thought you might"

I drop my knife. I approach. I can smell your strong male odor. I look at your cock. I slowly kneel. I can smell your cock: piss, cum, sweat. I lick it. I take it in my mouth.

I place a hand on your head, and moan in pleasure "You’re good at this."

I suck, I lick, my hands on your ass, one of them sliding to the asscrack, one finger probing your asshole.

I chuckle "Feel around all you want but the only way you get that ass is if you win."

I stop sucking. I look at your face. "I don't know what I really want: I would like to fuck your ass, to open your belly, to see you dying. But I would like to feel your blade, your cock... Pity I can't have both."

Rubbing your head as you look up at me, "If I die with a hard-on you can sit yourself on it and enjoy the feel. Believe me, I plan to do the same

I nod. Strange thoughts running in my head. I grab your nuts, squeezing them, hard. I go on sucking your cock.

I rub your neck and shoulders " You only get to taste my cum when I am alive so enjoy.”

I look at you. I nod. I go on sucking, caressing and squeezing your nuts, harder.

I lean back against the wall enjoying your attention and smoking.

I go on sucking, one hand caressing your ass and probing your asshole, the other one squeezing your nuts. I stop sucking and I look at you: "I'll cut your balls off, Dan." I laugh. And I go on sucking.

I chuckle. “Lofty goals.”

I start to thrust as you suck.

Your big cock almost suffocating me. But I enjoy it. I think that it would be a good way of ending, being suffocated by your cock.

You feel it swell as I moan and arch back "Here it cums, boy"

I feel your cum filling my mouth. I drink it, every drop. I go on sucking.

"Fuck!” I moan.

I let your cock. I am stunned. I slowly stand. I look at you. I smile. "No pity, Dan."

"None"

I grab my knife. I look at your big body, at your huge cock. Death is coming, for you or for me. I don't know what I want. "I'll open your belly, Dan. I'll fuck your ass. I'll cut your balls." I laugh and I move, attacking.

I move knife ready cock still hard and dripping, I dodge your first thrust and take a swipe at you.

I avoid it, moving quickly. I attack again. I grab your right hand, so you cannot use your blade. I aim at your lower belly.

You’re stronger than expected, so I can’t free my hand, but I twist away from your knife and get a cut but not deep.

We fight. You grab my right hand. We fall on the floor. You lose your knife, but you are behind me, your chest against my back, your belly against my ass. I try to free my hand with the knife, but you use both hands to block me.

We struggle for a bit, the smoke from my cigar in our faces, sweat on our bodies.

I can feel your cock, hard, against my ass. It troubles me. You move, so that your cock is pressing against my asshole. "What the fuck are you doing?"

I laugh. "Looks like I might rape you." I wrap one hand around your sweat slick body , the other still holding your knife wrist.

"Don't! Don't! You, son-of-bitch!" But I know I am yielding to your hand on my skin, to your cock forcing my asshole, to my blade that you press against my lower belly. "Shit! Shit! Shit!"

"A double penetration" I try to force your blade into your belly as I push against your ass.

I try to resist, but I know that I want it. I yield, your cock forcing my asshole and the knife opening my belly. I grunt. "You won, Dan! You weren't fair, but you won!" The blade going deeper, your cock going deeper, waves of pain, but my cock so hard.

I bury the blade in your belly to the hilt as my cock goes balls deep in your ass.

I grunt again. "Shit!" But I enjoy your cock in my ass, the blade opening my belly, your body pressing mine, death coming.

"You are the male, Dan!"

I enjoy your pain as I start to fuck, the blade is pulled out and rammed in again just above your cock

"Shit!" But I know it is the best way of ending, killed and raped by such a man. Surrendering completely to his lust. "Good, Dan. You are a son of bitch, but you are the best."

Pumping my hips, I let you hold the blade in your gut as I fuck and smoke, "Too bad you die without having fucked."

I nod. I enjoy your cock into my ass. Quite painful, but great. I caress the knife. "You are the male, Dan. You fuck. You fucked me. You fuck me."

Grunting and pumping faster I grab the knife "When you die, you will milk my cock."

I nod. "Yes, Dan. My ass is yours. Please..." I stop, ashamed.

Enjoy your death! I take the knife and plunge it in your chest.

I scream in pain. I feel you going on pumping my ass. "Dan!" The world is dancing. I close my eyes. You grab my balls, laughing. "You wanted to cut my balls, Brian." I feel your hand pressing them.

I squeeze your balls crushing them as I start to shoot my load.

I grunt in pain, but I know that this is the death I wanted. The pain in my ass, in my belly and chest, in my balls is terrible, but I shoot my last load, too. "Farewell, Dan...."

I hold you as you die spasming and twitching, your ass milking my cock

Then you plunge one last time the knife into my belly. I grunt and the world vanishes. You stand, naked, glorious. You are the winner, you are the male, you are the best fucker. You laugh. You look at your big cock, dirty, at my corpse still bleeding.

Enjoying my cigar and the afterglow of sex, I use my foot to roll you on your back.

Then you piss on my face, laughing. You hear a noise. You turn. A soldier managed to enter the tower: if he kills you, he'll have a reward. You look for your musket, but you cannot reach it. You are doomed. He smiles.

I laugh and spread my arms, come at me boy kill me quick or I will twist your neck.

He looks at you. He never saw such a male. He nods. He approaches, his pistol in his hand, aiming at your heart. "You are going to die, scumbag!"

I take a deep draw of smoke, “Maybe” Cock hard again, I jump at him

He fires. The bullet goes through your heart. You manage to put your hands around his neck, but you cannot strangle him. The world fades. You fall.

Hit the floor with a thud

He looks at you. He gained his reward. He is astonished that he could so easily kill such a bull. He looks at your body. He kneels. He looks at your hard cock.

Hard dripping big balls under it.

He slowly bends, he begin to lick your dickhead, then to suck it.

Getting the taste of cum and shit and piss

When your cock is clean, he turns you on your belly. He looks at your big ass. He smiles. He lowers his pants. His cock is hard.

He will be the only man to penetrate my virgin ass.

He feels that your hole is tight. He is satisfied. He forces your asshole, pushing his cock into it. He begins to fuck your ass.

Body jiggling ass he thrusts, wisps of smoke pushed from my lungs, smelling my rank man smell

He enjoys the fucking, the best of his life. He enjoys fucking the great pirate, the big bear, the stallion. He killed you and now your body is his for his pleasure. Finally he cums into your ass.

My body accepts his load he looks at the two dead pirates he can claim he killed us both

He drags our bodies to the window. Then he pushes them out and they fall on the ground. The other soldiers take them and drag them to the ship. They hang the bodies on the ship, naked as they are. We'll rot there, feeding the insects, while the soldiers laugh, looking at us.

More than a couple wishing they had cock as big as ours

Yes. Big hard cocks, black from the insects feeding on them.

In the Caribbean Seas, hot summer days. Attacking other ships and little towns, killing, raping and going away with the gold and the money.

Leaving a trail of blood and cum behind us.

They say you always fuck the men you capture, before or after killing them. They say you are a real bull. I don't know you, but I am curious.

I have heard you also fuck men, but usually toy and torture them before death.

Yes, they say I am a bloody fucker. They hate me.

Both feared and hated, even our own men would rather not face our wrath.

Yes, we have killed some of our men, too.

A wealthy merchantman is sailing the seas.

I decide to attack the ship: I know the man is rich.

We both notice the others ship as we race to get there first, the merchant vessel caught between us.

I look at your ship. What the fuck... that bloody Sea Dragon won't have MY prey.

I see yours, thinking who put blood in the water to attract the Black Shark.

My ship reaches the merchant vessel and we are ready to jump on the ship.

The defenders of the ship are scared to be caught by both of us, but you arrive first so they try to repel you and your crew.

"Kill them all!"

They fire a volley of muskets killing a few of your men before the ships touch.

I rage. We jump on their ship and we begin to fight, killing all the men who try to resist.

The men fight hard, swords drawn, men scream and die, one large sailor comes at you.

I look at him. He is a strong, tall, hairy, big man. The kind of man I like to fuck and kill. The kind of man that I let sometimes fuck me before killing him. I smile and I attack him.

His shirt open , he engages you with sword, you both slash and parry but you see na opening.

I smile and, with a quick movement, I push my sword into his belly. It goes out from his back.

He drops his sword grabbing at the blade in his belly. “Aaaargh!”, he moans.

I laugh in triumph. I pull the sword out and I push it again, in his lower belly.

“Guuurgh” he coughs up blood, dropping to his knees, looking up at you. You see another man trying to load his musket, looking at you.

I quickly jump towards him and I cut his right arm with my sword. I look around: we have killed many men, but many of my men have been killed, too. And I see your ship touching the merchant vessel.

Blood runs the deck from many bodies, as my men charge aboard I stand looking shirtless smoking a gar.

Shit! We have conquered the ship, killing the crew! The ship is ours! "Fuck, Sea Dragon! This is my prey!"

“That remains to be seen, Black Shark. You have killed most of the crew but you have lost quite a few as well.”

I know it is true. You have all your men and I lost many of my pirates. "What do you want, Sea Dragon?"

“The same as you, Shark, some gold, some fucking.” I spread my arms. “But never let it be said I would steal from another Pirate, my men will watch as you finish the crew, and I will take care of the captain hiding in his quarters.

I grunt. I know you are stronger, now. I suspect that nobody will say that you steal from another pirate, because our men and me, we'll be all dead tonight. But to fight would be useless. I say "Kill all those bastards" and my men go on killing what remains of the crew.

I smile blowing smoke and walk towards the back of the ship

The last of the surviving men are killed. I spare only two of them, two strong men, to fuck them and amuse myself. Before I have ended with them, they'll desire to have been killed during the attack.

Your crew knows what you like, you watch me go in the captain’s cabin as your men ask where you want the prisoners.

I tell them to bring them in the hold. And I follow you: I want to see what you'll do.

You walk in the cabin to see me facing off with the captain, he is a big bearded man with his shirt open, and a sword in hand, I smile at him and wink at you. “Let’s play” I tell him and attack.

I look at your duel. I hate you, but I admire your strength. I look at your large back, the sweat on your face, the wet shirt, the bulge in your pants. Shit! This is a man. The captain is strong and he knows how to fight.

We trade blows, swords clashing.

I admire you and I ask myself what I could do. I could wait for you killing the captain and then kill you, but your men would kill me. Shit! No way of escape.

As we fight, you see me reach behind my back to grab a dagger.

I smile. I knew you were a bloody son of bitch, but we are similar and I appreciate your cunning.

With a quick move I move in keeping his attention on my sword as I pull the dagger and shove it into his chest.

He grunts, he staggers. "Traitor! Son of..." he falls on his knees, blood from the wound and from his mouth. "Well done, Sea Dragon!"

I kick him on his back standing over him.

I look at you. You are so powerful! My cock is hard and I see from the bulge in your pants that you are hard, too.

Using my sword I cut his pants open.

I smile and I approach.

The captain lays bleeding with my dagger in his chest and his hard cock exposed.

I need to fuck, but he is your prey, so I have to wait. My hand on my sword, I think again that I could kill you, but it would be my end, too.

The captain looks at us with hatred in his eyes, I put my sword to his chest then push it into his heart.

“Shit! They told me you prefer to fuck the dead men, Dragon Sea. I would have preferred him alive.”

He is not for you, and I fuck them alive as well but he was already half dead.” I pull him up off the floor over my shoulder and carry him to his bed.

I look at you. I want to see you fucking the dead man. I would have a lot of things to tell, if I could go out of this ship alive. But I don't think it is possible.

I flop him down on his bed, cock and arms bouncing as I strip him.

He was really a strong man. I admire his body.

I look at you puffing my gar.

I remain silent, smiling.

So, Black Shark, will you watch? And can I fuck him while you are armed?

I want to watch, of course. They say you are the best stallion in the Caribes.

I laugh, yeah and you are the most sadistic I have heard.

“Perhaps.” I laugh too. “I admit I have some bloody trick, but, you know, death is for us all.”

“Yes it is.” I undo my belt and drop my pants.

FUCK! I look at your huge hard cock. FUCK! They said you are a stallion or a bull, but... I am astonished.

I smile, I like you Black, if your men left any alive, I would watch you have your fun as well.

Yes, there are two men still alive. It's a pity that you killed the captain. I would have liked to see his face while you fuck his ass.

“Well, you never know.” I turn and grab his legs raising them, then I plunge my cock in his ass.

Shit! This is great. My cock is so hard, now. I look at your strong body. Suck a man!

You watch my ass and back flex ass I pump, puffing my gar, his body jiggling.

I approach. I am very near, now, I could touch your body. Thoughts running into my head. To kill you now and then fuck you. To let you fuck me, even if that means death.

Sweat running down my back. I look over at you, nice and tight. “I got a proposition for you, Black.”

“What? Tell me, Dragon.”

I grunt a little as I thrust hard. “You and I know that one of us is not living through the day, correct?”

I nod. “Yes, Dragon. I know it is so. And I know that you have many men and my crew suffered many losses.”

“Yes, that is so.” I thrust and arch back unloading into his dead ass.

I admire you. "Tell me, what do you mean, Dragon?" I am so hard, my cock aches.

I pull out turning towards you, dripping, as I said I would enjoy watching you fuck one of your prisoners but, I can tell what you really want is me.

I look at you. I slowly nod. It is true, I know it. "Yes, Dragon. You are a real man, the best stallion I ever saw."

I ash my cigar on the dead man’s belly then puff it. “Well, then, you and I can duel in here, the winner gets to fuck the loser and drag his body out for the men to see, or you can just let me fuck you.”

I shake my head. "Do you think that I'll let you just fuck me? I will kill you, Dragon." But I know my desire is strong. I want to kill you, but I want to feel your huge cock into my ass, too.

I walk over and pour a drink. “Then we fight.”

I nod, but I don't move. "If you win, will you fuck my ass when I am dead?" Strange question, I know.

“Of course, I doubt you will be letting me do it willingly.”

“Of course you can feel my cock in your ass weather I am alive or dead can’t you?”

I look at you. "Listen, Dragon, I know one of us will die today, perhaps both of us. So it is useless to lie. I want to taste your cock, it is true. And I want to kill you, this is true, too. So..." I hesitate, then I go on: "So you can fuck me, then we'll fight and I'll kill you."

“Agreed.”

Good. I strip, slowly. I know you could kill me while you fuck me, but accept the risk. When I am naked I bend in front of you, my mouth almost touching your cock. I can smell it.

I drink and smoke and watch you.

Strong smell: sweat, piss, cum, the dead captain's shit. I open my mouth and I begin to suck your cock. One of us will be dead soon. If I die, it doesn't matter what you can tell. If you die, you won't tell.

Your attention to my cock brings it back to full hardness, I moan a little and lean against the table as you suck.

I go on sucking, feeling your cock, so hard, so big, hot into my mouth. My hands caress your ass, the finger moving on the asscrack. A finger probing your hole.

Head back, blowing smoke. “Ahh, fuck, you know how to give a blowjob!”

I stop. I feel like drunk. I put myself on four legs. I close my eyes.

I move around and kneel behind you I pour some whiskey on your ass then finger your hole.

I grunt. The pleasure is strong.

Hands on your hips, I spread your ass, my cock head touching.

I tense. I know it will be painful, but I want it.

I shove it in popping past your sphincter, before you can clench, going all the way i.n

I almost scream in pain. It's like a sword forcing into my ass, through my innards. But I want it, I know I want it.

Hands holding you, I start to pump slow and steady,

“You didn't tell me your ass was virgin, Black.”

Pain increasing, pleasure too. Shame. "You are the first and the last, Dragon."

“Yes, most likely in either event.” I start getting faster, I reach under you and grab your balls. “I hear you like pain?”

I slowly nod. I know I am accepting my death, now, but I understand I accepted it when I offered myself to you. "Yes, Dragon."

I squeeze your balls hard as I pound into your ass.

I grunt in pain. "Shit! Shit! Shit!" But I don't try to stop you. How could I?

With a roar I arch back cumming in your ass

I fill your spunk filling my ass. I grunt again. "Shit!"

“Fuck, your ass is tight, it really is too bad…”

I don't say a word. I wait. I feel your cock, still big and hot, even if not so hard, now, in my ass.

I pull you up your back against my chest.

I say: "We are going to fight, Dragon..." But I know it isn't so.

“It would be a great battle, one to tell tales and sing songs but alas, I swing my arm around, you see the bloody dagger I used in the captains chest.

"I knew you would kill me as a traitor, Dragon. You are a coward. But I accept my fate. My lust lost me. And even if you don't kill me loyally, it is a honor to be killed by such a warrior."

“Traitor, honor? There is no honor among thieves, man, and you were a good man.” I plunge it into your belly.

I moan. "Yes, Dragon, no honor, no pity. I accepted to be your toy. It is good to die with your cock still into my ass."

Both our cocks getting hard again, I stab you again higher in your gut.

“Shit! Shit! Shit! Dragon... fuck!” Waves of pain, but my cock getting even harder.

Your last cumload Black Shark, I stab into your chest.

The pleasure exploding, I begin to cum, feeling your dagger in my chest and your cock into my ass. "Shit!" the world dancing and slowly fading. Your left hand grabbing my cock and balls, your right hand keeping the dagger in my chest.

Holding you against me as your balls and cock spasm your last load and your ass milks my cock again.

I think it is a good way of ending, feeling your blade, your cock, your hand. Your body pressing against mine.

Holding you as you take your last few breaths and go limp.

The world vanishes.

I let you fall to the floor, the dagger in your chest. I stand grabbing my sword. I drag you outside, the dagger and your cock sticking up.

When you are out, you see what you didn't expect: my men killed yours while you were fighting with the captain and then killing me. When they see you have killed me, they scream, furious.

“Well, fuck! I drop your legs and raise my sword puffing on what will be my last cigar.

A big man approaches. "You, son of bitch, you have killed the captain. You'll die!"

“I look him over, we had a duel and he lost.”

"A duel?" He laughs. He has a sword and he attacks.

I raise my sword and start to fight, cock swinging.

Another man attacks you and while you tries to fight back, the first man plunges his sword into your heart.

I freeze, sword dropping from my hand as I look down at the blade in my chest.

He laughs. The other men approach. They look at you, still standing, waiting for you to go limp. One of them says "Look at the captain's ass: he was raped. This son of bitch raped him." The man that killed you says: "We'll rape this dog's ass!"

I take one last lungful of smoke then drop cock shooting my deathload.

They grab you and they put you on the bulwark, exposing your ass. The man who killed you approaches, lowers his pants and fucks your ass.

Arms swinging as he pounds my ass, blood running over the bulwark.

He cums into your ass. Then another man takes his place. They go on and on, one after the other, fucking your dead ass and cumming in it.

Cum running down my legs in rivers as they sate their lust, my body just meat for their enjoyment.

All the surviving men fuck you, enjoying it. Your asshole stretched and a lot of cum dripping from it. When they are satisfied, they push you into the sea. They have already thrown all the dead. It's my turn, now: you fucked me, I am their captain anymore. They grab my carcass and they throw it into the sea.

Sinking into the water where your namesakes will find us.

Yes, they'll feed on our bodies. The end we deserved.

III

Two pirates, Caribbean see, knowing that if they are captured, they'll be hanged.

Hanging out in a tavern spending some of our latest haul from a merchant ship.

“Yep, if you’re taken alive, you will tried, found guilty and hanged and left to rot.”

“And perhaps before being hanged, we'll be raped. They know we often rape our prisoners, before killing them.”

“Better to get run through or shot than hang”

I look at you, I nod and I smile. "Yes, Dan, better to be run through or shot than hanged. And I have to say I would like to see you shot..." I laugh.

I laugh and raise a pint of ale, "That I know mate but it ain’t happened yet."

"No, it didn't. I am happy it didn't. I like you, but seeing you killed... You know me, Dan, it would make me hard. Even now, talking about..." I laugh again.

"Yes, I know you” I wink, as we have had many talks and enjoyed watching each other kill.

"Sometimes I think... “I shake my head and stop. I drink.

"Go ahead out with it; we are never kept any secrets between us." I drink more.

I shake my head. "You know, Dan, sometimes I think... I would like to kill you. You are such a man!"

"I understand that, I am a handsome man, and I have also thought about killing you in our bed when we fuck."

I nod, my throat dry. "Yes, being killed by you, your big hands strangling me... It would be great..." I laugh again. "Dreams. Better to think about our next action."

I look up at someone coming into the tavern then nod at you. "Guards."

"Shit! Better to disappear."

"We can try to go upstairs, I don't know if they have a back way out."

I nod. We stand. We move, without looking at the guards, and we reach the stairs.

Start up the stairs when the two of them spot us. "Hey, you stop!" I run up the stairs.

I follow you, my knife in my hand, ready to kill if they attack.

I pick a room at random and go through the door. Inside we find two men naked and enjoying each other.

I close the door behind us. I look at them. I laugh. We hear the guards in the corridor.

"Better make sure they don’t call the guards." I pull my sword and attack the man closest to me. He barely has time to try and grab his own sword before mine finds its way to his heart.

He spurts his load and collapse.

I push my knife into the other man's belly, twice. He grunts in pain. Then I stab his heart. He collapses, spurting his load, too.

We pull our bloody weapons from their bodies and wait and listen to see if the guards are checking rooms.

We hear them knocking at the doors and opening them with violence. We look from the window. There are other guards in the street. "Shit!"

"If we kill these two quiet and quick, they may not be able to call for help." I look at you sword in my hand, cock swelling in excitement.

I nod. "We can try. If not, it is our last day. Dying with you will be good. Seeing you killed too... I would have preferred to kill you or to be killed by you." I laugh again. "We go!"

Just then the two guards burst into the room. "Found you, you pirate scum, surrender now!"

"Like hell" I attack.

I attack one of them. I stab his chest. He grunts and he staggers. I stab him a second time. He falls on his knees. I cut his throat.

The other guard is fast and we trade sword thrusts and parries.

I attack him, stabbing him in the back. He screams. He falls on his knees and I cut his throat, too.

"Damn glad you were here, that guard actually knew how to fight, thought he had me."

I nudge the man in his side with my boot.

"Not sure you'll be glad, if the other ones catch us and hang us. What can we do, now?”

"Don’t suppose we have time to rape them, do we?" I laugh as I roll the man on his back, his bearded face staring up at us, his cock hard in his pants.

I look at of the window. "There are many guards. We have the time, before dying." I look at the two dead men in the bed and at the first guard I killed. "I take this one." I begin to strip him.

"Yeah, the guards are sexier." I grab mine and put him on the bed, then start stripping him.

When my guard is naked, I strip, then I put his feet on my shoulders and I push my cock into his dead ass. It's good. I look at you.

I get mine stripped down and admire his body as I do the same, my cock big and hard when I strip.

Put our dicks in their dead asses.

I look at you. "Fuck, Dan, looking at you fucking is always great!" I look at your big, hairy body, at your ass, at your back. "Fuck!"

"Well, watching you is making me harder as I fuck, you’re a stud yourself, killer."

I smile and I go on fucking. "Our last fuck, but a good one."

"Hey, we may get out of this yet." I smile, trying to be positive as I thrust into the dead hunk.

I shake my head. "You know we cannot. But dying with you is good."

"I know and yes, dying with you is almost as good as being killed by you or killing you."

I look at you, while I go on fucking the dead man's ass. "We are doomed. And we can satisfy one of our desires."

Grunting as I feel my load building. "Oh, and what is that?"

"We both desire to kill the other one or to be killed by him. It's a good way of ending."

"Hhnn, what do you have in mind, sexy?"

"It could be a duel, with the dagger. If it is OK for you. Then the winner will fuck for the last time. Do you have other ideas?"

"Sounds good to me, I would enjoy another go at your ass." "Oh fuck!" I cum in my man’s ass.

I don't cum. I stand, my cock hard. "I'll cum in your ass, Dan!" I grab my dagger. "Stand up!"

I finish my load, and then pull out dripping, grabbing a dagger off my belt. "You ready?"

I nod. I attack. You know I am very good with my dagger.

Waiting for you, knowing you’re aggressive, I wait and try to block and stab at your belly.

I attack many times, but I know you are dangerous and I manage to avoid your attacks.

"Seems like we are pretty even, ain’t we?" I step close, trying to overpower you with my size, my cock still hard and dripping.

I can smell you and it is a powerful feeling: sweat, cum. A real man's smell. I manage to block your wrist.

"Shit! Thought I had you."

I smile and I stab you in your belly, twice. Feeling the sound of the dagger going deep into your flesh is great. Feeling the blood running from the wound, too.

"Gaaah ungh” I grunt and groan as I feel the cold steel in my gut, my own knife dropping to the floor as I hold you. "Right in my belly. Fuck! You’re fast."

I smile. My left hand behind you neck, I kiss you. "I love you, Dan". I stab you another time, through your navel.

"Ggghhnnn" You taste blood as you kiss me, my cock hard against yours. I put a hand on your chest. "You got me good, fucker, finish me!"

I nod. "I'll do it, Dan. While I am fucking you." I push you on the bed. I put your feet on my shoulders and I push my big hard cock into your ass, with violence.

"Gaah" I cry out as the added pain of your rough entry added to the pain in my belly.

"The best fucking of my life, Dan. The last one for both. I love you, really!" I go on fucking savagely your ass, in a frenzy of lust.

Sweating and bleeding, pain and pleasure, my cock rubbing your belly as yours plows my ass, big furry chest heaving, I put a bloody hand on your chest pinching your nipple.

I grunt in pleasure. I go on fucking. "I would have liked to be killed by you, but killing you is great." I feel I am going to cum. "Ready, Dan? Time to die. Do you manage to grab my balls? I would like to feel your hand on them." My hand moves and the dagger is on your chest, over your heart.

I reach down stretching to reach around your ass and grab them roughly and tight." I may crush them when you kill me."

I look at you. I am going to die. No way of escaping. I slowly nod. I feel your strong hand pressing, I feel the pain.

"Now, Dan, now!" The point of the dagger slowly entering your chest.

I grip your balls hard as I feel the dagger start its way in.

I feel the pain and I like it. I give you a moment to press more.

My big hand surrounding your hairy balls, your own thrusting in my ass pulling on them, my cock ready to erupt again.

"Farewell, Dan. We'll meet soon in hell!" The dagger goes through your heart, while I cum, filling your ass of my seed.

Feeling the blade in my heart, your cock filling me with hot seed, I gasp and shoot my deathload on our bellies as my heart skips a few beats then stops, my hand crushing your balls in my death spasms.

The strongest pleasure in my life and a violent pain. I killed you, my lover, my friend, I killed you while I was fucking you. And the pain in my balls is the pledge of our love.

The pain you feel so intense you almost throw up but pass out collapsing on my body. The guards will find you laying on me, still alive and ready to hang.

They decide to hang me immediately: we two escaped twice after being captured. So they drag me to a tree, naked, the people laughing.

You wake up as they drag us both, they will hang me next to you as a warning, you feeling the rope around your neck.

I think it is a good way of ending. Two men put the noose around your neck, then lift you. You are heavy, they are sweating. Another man ties the rope around the tree and they leave you. I look at your dead body, at your huge cock, at your big balls, at the wounds. I smile.

Then the rope around your neck tightens as they haul you up. You feel a surge of panic and fear as your toes leave the ground.

I look at the angry men all around, who hate me. I am going to die. I look at your body. I think I'll be dead soon. Yes, it is better so.

The rope cuts off your air, squeezing your neck which puts pressure on your tongue and your ears start ringing.

I dance violently, a fire burning in my lungs, pain in my neck, pain in my throat, pain in my balls. The dance becomes slower. The world vanishes. My last thought is for my friend hanging at my side.

Twitching and kicking as your life fades then your cum shoots out followed by piss.

Piss from my cock, shit from my hole, mucus from my nose, saliva from my mouth, the people laughing around us.

A few secretly envy us for dying like men.

Yes, looking at the two strong bodies, the big hard cocks, they envy us.

The crowd will disperse and we will hang until we rot enough for our heads to come off before they discard us.

Leaving us to the wild animals

D: I am Turkish, yes?

B: Yes, a beautiful Turkish man, living in his splendid villa on the coast.

D: You are a ferocious Venetian pirate wanted in the known world for your crimes.

B: Yes. And I arrived near your villa during the night. One of your servants runs to you. "Master, master!"

D: I awake. "What now?"

B: "Master, master, the pirates. They are arriving, forty men at least. They will be here in a few minutes."

D: I get to the window and see a dark army in the night.

D: We have no weapons. They will surely plunder everything and leave nothing but corpses.

B: "Master, we cannot resist. Shall I run to the town and call for the soldiers? In a few hours the soldiers will arrive."

D: "Yes do so. Quickly!!"

B: The servant runs away. The pirates arrive. They attack the villa. From the windows you can see them killing every man who tries to resist.

D: I light a candle and boldly stride out from the upper level. "Cowards!! You waste your blade on servants!! I'm the one you want!!"

B: I look at you. My dog is near me. I laugh. I move to you. "We want the money, the jewels, the gold, everything we can take.” I approach. "But I think I can want you, too!" I laugh.

D: "You're bold to strike in the middle of the night." My eyes run over your body. "You want to capture me?"

B: "To capture you? Perhaps, I can sell you for money." I laugh and I add:

B: "But before capturing you, I think I am going to taste your nice ass!"

D: "It is against the highest order for a man to lie with a man!!" But as I protest you rip away my silk robes. I am naked.

B: I laugh. "You have a nice body. And the highest order can fuck off. I'll have your ass. And my dog too!" I grab you and I draw you to your chamber.

D: I am flung onto the bed. I am on my back. We struggle as you try to turn me over to see my ass, winning with your indomitable pirate strength.

B: I am very strong and you find yourself on your belly, pinned to the carpet. "I like your ass and I need to fuck! Killing makes me hard and I need a nice virgin ass!" You can feel my huge cock pressing against your hole.

D: "No!!!! I have never been with a man!!! It is too big!!!"

B: I laugh. "Never? It's never too late to begin. When I'll sell you, you'll taste other cocks. But you won't find such a big one." I go on laughing and you feel my cock forcing your hole. I grunt in pleasure.

D: Pinned to the carpet, I feel my hole trembling as you press inside. I howl in pain, increasing your pleasure. I grunt as I begin to feel you stroke inside me. I curse in Turkish.

B: My cock enters your ass, spreading your innards. It's huge and hard, like a pole. "You like it, you, stupid fool. Your God won't save you!"

B: I begin to fuck you, pushing my cock inside your ass.

D: I grunt each time your big cock hits my anal walls. You are an animal. I am hard and I don't understand. I moan. Maybe I don't want to be saved.

B: I go on fucking you. I realize you feel pleasure. "You are hard, you, sow! You like it!" I laugh and go on.

D: I press my ass up, feeling your huge balls slap my hole. The pain makes me harder and harder. I feel pressure building. I know I am going to cum from your rough fuck.

B: I am going to cum, too. The pleasure is great. I like seeing you are completely yielding. "You are a real slut, man!"

D: I groan, needing release.

B: And finally I cum into your ass, a huge amount of hot cum. I grunt and I groan.

D: Aaaaasaghh!!! I cum as your cock releases hot boiling cum deep in my guts.

B: I lay still for a moment, enjoying the feeling, and then I stand. I shake my head. "I never met a virgin so willing to get fucked!" I laugh again.

D: I collapse on the floor, cum spilling from my ass and cock.

B: "Now it's my dog's turn. On four legs, you, slut!"

D: A collar is fastened onto my neck before being yanked onto my hands and knees. I choke.

B: My dog barks as he sniffs your ass. You turn your head and you see the dog's hard cock. "It's going to fuck you, too! A dog who fucks another dog!"

D: "No!!! Not a dog!" I push at the beast that’s horny, clawing at my body. It humps and growls.

B: I laugh. "You Muslims hate dogs. But you'll feel pleasure. You are a slut!" The dog sniffs your ass again, and then he puts his paws on your back.

D: It is heavy, a Rottweiler of pure muscle. "You are insane!!" I cry out as the dog hot fat cock finds my spermy hole. It thrusts inside and whimpers, jackhammering my hole.

B: I look at the dog fucking your ass. I like it. My cock is stiffening again. I look at it. I see it is quite dirty. I stand in front of you. "Clean my cock, you, beast, you, whore!"

D: I lick your filthy head, looking up at you before sucking it into my mouth.

D: Your dog pants, fucking and humping. The cock glides smoothly in and out of my stretched hole

B: I grunt. It's good to feel your tongue and your lips on my cock, which is stiffening again. The dog goes on fucking your ass.

D: I run my tongue along the veins bulging along your hard cock.

B: I smile. I know I am going to cum into your mouth, while my dog will cum into your ass. "You are a good cock-sucker, you, slut!"

D: My head buries between your legs, a horny dog hungrily humping me, clawing my thighs. I suck harder, making you moan louder than ever.

B: And finally I grunt, cumming in your mouth, and my dogs cums in your ass. I groan, satisfied. It was good. I think I could keep you, instead of selling you as a slave. "You are a good slut!"

D: The dog laps my ass. I am so used.

B: I look at you, shaking my head and smiling. One of my men arrives, running. "The soldiers are here! A lot of them!" "Shit!"

D: "They'll kill us both," I rise to my feet

B: I look at you perplexed, asking myself why they should kill you. Eight soldiers enter the room. I grab you and I put my dagger against your neck. "Stop or I'll kill him!"

D: I whisper back to you, "I have slept with a man. There is no salvation for me from the soldiers"

B: I whisper back: "Don't tell them. Or... do you prefer to die? Do you want me to kill you? Or we'll die both on the pole?" The soldiers are waiting, an officer enters, a lot of blood on his body.

D: "I prefer to be used again. It was quite fun."

B: I laugh. The officer says: "You can kill him, but the pole is waiting for you." I laugh again. "He is only a slut. I fucked him and he enjoyed it. My dog too fucked his ass." I push you on the carpet and I wait for the soldiers.

D: The soldiers grab you. To me, they say, "You were a respectable man of wealth and honor. You are an abomination which must be destroyed to cleanse the earth”

B: They grab you, too. They tie us and force us to mount on two donkeys. We are naked, our hands tied behind our backs. The villagers along the coast watch us, they yell, they throw stones, wood, shit. They wound us. When we arrive in town, we have many little wounds and our bodies are filthy.

D: We are exhausted, weak, dying from wounds, thirst.

B: They put us in a filthy cell. Tomorrow morning we'll be executed. The cell is dark and stinky. We sit on the floor. We rest a little, and then I say: "I'll fuck you for the last time. On four legs!"

D: I obey, half delirious from exhaustion. The idea of you fucking me hardens my cock. I'm on all fours.

B: I push my ass in your hole. No pity. It's my last fuck. Tomorrow I'll be impaled, castrated. Now I fuck one of those bloody bastards who are going to kill me.

D: I feel your hands around my throat as you fuck me. I choke.

B: "You won't die on the pole. It's the worst way to die." I go on fucking you and slowly I strangle you.

D: My sight goes starry, light going green as my ass gapes for your cock.

B: I cum and my hands crush your windpipe and block completely your breath. Your corpse falls on the floor. I killed you.

D: Cum spills from my ass, round and perfect and tight. You lean over and bite the muscle savagely.

B: I lick your asscrack. It's dirty, but it doesn't matter. Then I sit and wait.

D: At dawn, soldiers grab you from the prison. They see the naked used corpse. Even better to kill an abomination, he is already dead.

B: They drag me through the streets. The crowd is there, waiting for my death. They throw objects, from the windows they empty their chamber pots on me. When I reach the place, my body is filthy and I have a lot of little wounds.

D: The soldiers prepare the pole. "You will suffer for your sins, pirate!"

B: The soldiers force me on the wooden stage in the center of the square. They pin me on the wood, and then one of them takes his knife: he has to enlarge my hole.

D: He takes the knife, slicing into your ass.

B: I scream in pain. Then they put the pole in position and a soldier begins to hammer it, forcing it into my ass. I scream again.

D: Your pain arouses the villagers. They grunt and drive the pole inside until blood runs from your mouth.

B: They hoist the pole and my agony begins. The pain is unbearable. I am sweating. A lot of insects fly around me, they land on my body. I piss myself.

D: How long does it take for you to die?

B: Two or three days, but the crowd asks for my castration.

D: The soldiers exchange looks before obeying. One reaches up, fingers your cock, molesting you to their amusement.

D: He castrates you swiftly, holding up your balls before stuffing them in your mouth.

B: I cannot scream anymore, I can only suffer and slowly die. My agony lasts two days. Finally in the evening of the second day, I die. My filthy corpse is left on the pole.