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Indians I
Any
epoch is good. Which do you prefer? I guess that would depend on if
you have a preference on weaponry? You
know I like many different types of weapons and capital punishments, so no
problem. Ok, how many deaths, you, me both,
some extras? Why
not just begin a story and see how it will end? Some suspense... Sure, working together then? OK.
It can be. Two thoughts, cavalry soldiers
fighting Indians, or maybe civil war or WWII Cavalry
soldiers. You know I like the wild West. Our troop ambushed, or the two of
us fighting trapped in a cabin. Our
troop ambushed seems good. We are in a valley, twenty men left, the Indians
around us. We know very well that they'll kill us, but if they capture us, it
will be far worse. The men in a circle to cover all
angles, but they have high ground and rain arrows and shots down at us, we
watch two men get shot, grabbing their bellies, and another take an arrow to
the chest. "Shit,
Dan! They are going to kill us all. To kill us, to scalp us, to castrate us.
They are bloody bastards." I fire and kill a warrior, who falls from his
horse. "And my ammos are ending! Fuck!" Fucking savages! I fire and take
down a warrior who screams and falls. "We will make them pay though." "Shit!
I don't want to die in that way... and if they capture us... fuck, Dan! You
know what they did to sarge Huddington!" "Yes, I remember” I take off
my hat rubbing sweat from my shaved head, "I told you you should shave!” I chuckle, then aim and shoot at a
warrior charging us. I
almost laugh. "Too late, now!" Someone screams: it is our sarge,
who falls, two arrows in his chest. "Dan, we must try to run away,
hiding in the wood, or they'll kill us and..." “In order for that to give us a
chance, all of us would have to run, just the two of us and they will track
us down.“ I puff my cigar, sweat staining my uniform. "Shit!"
I know you are right. The noises come to a sudden stop: probably the Indians
are preparing something. Perhaps they'll burn the wood, to force us to run.
"Dan, we are going to die." I look around trying to see what's
going on. The rest of the men are talking. "I think they may charge us,
they know we are low on ammo" I
nod. "Listen, Dan, promise me that you'll kill me before they capture me
alive. I don't want to be tortured, raped by those stinking bastards, scalped
and castrated alive." “I will do that if I can, Buddy.”
"Fuck, here they come." a couple dozen warriors rush out at us. We
all fire at them. Some warriors fall, but they are too many. They kill our
buddies. I fire again against one of them who is going to kill a friend, but
suddenly four warriors attack us from behind. We fight, but more warriors are on
us. (death or capture?) (capture) The warriors attack us, we fight
killing a couple, one stabs you in the gut as another hits you on the head. I
grunt in pain, still struggling. "Shit!" I look at you. Four
warriors are managing to capture you and they tie your hands behind your
back. Uniform shirt coming open as I
struggle, you pass out from the hit on the head, they club me into
unconsciousness. Slowly
I come back to consciousness. My gut and my head aching. I try to move, but
my hands are tied behind my back. I am in a tent. You lay on the dirt. You
are naked. I am naked, too. I look at you. I admire your big strong body. I
look at your big cock, desire arising in me. Your cock getting hard, I moan and
wake up. "Fuck,
Dan! They captured us. We are prisoners. They... Shit! Shit! Shit!" "Yeah, we are fucked" I
sit up, cock and balls hanging between my legs, I look at yours, "Seems
you’re a little worked up." I
try to smile. "Dan, we are going to die soon and it will be awful.
I..." I don’t' know how to go on, how to tell you my desire. " I have known your desires
for some time, it seems like we may have run out of time to act on
them." "How can I help you face the trials ahead?" I
look at you. "Dan, let me... let me..." I cannot say it. I move,
approaching. My head between your legs, your cock just in front of my face. I
look at you. I lean back, exposing my cock as
it swells. I
smell it, and then I lick it, tasting it. Piss, sweat, cum. I begin to suck
it. It is good. I moan and lean back as far as I
can wishing I could rub you as you work on my cock. I go
on sucking and licking, smelling your sweat. Your cock becoming harder. I
taste precum. My cock is so hard, now. "Fuck" I groan, you want
to swallow it or want it in your ass? I
look at you, amazed. "Nobody fucked my ass, Dan." Then I nod.
"Yes, fuck my ass." I stop sucking and I look at your big cock. It
will be painful, I know it, but I want it. I get up on my knees behind you. I
lay on my belly. I slightly tremble, but I want it. "Go on, Dan. No
pity. they won't have any pity." “Get your knees under you, bud,
bring your ass up where I can fuck without laying on you.” I
nod. I bend my legs and I move my knees under me, bringing my ass up. Now, it
is going to happen now. "Fuck me, Dan!" I push in as you push back its
tight but I push in balls deep. I
almost scream, in pain, tears in my eyes. it is painful, but I want it. I
want to feel this cock impaling me. And my cock is hard, very hard. I start thrusting balls swinging
against your ass. The
pain increases. I bite my lips not to scream. Your cock is too big, It's like
a knife. But I want it. Grunting as I fuck, sweat on both
our hairy bodies I
grunt, in pain. My ass aches, my innards lacerated. Tears in my eyes. But I
want it. Soon I feel my cock swell in your
ass. Grunting I feel it ready to shoot I
feel you tensing; I tense too, a wave of pain and pleasure rushing in my
body. I moan and growl deep in my chest,
as I shoot in your ass. I
feel your load mixing with my blood. I close my eyes, while you savagely push
your cock moving it into my ass. Panting I finish filling your ass. I
lay still, bewildered, panting. Your cock slowly becomes less hard and big,
the pain slowly subsiding. I pull out “That was a good fuck,
bud.'' I
nod. I slowly turn. I look at your cock, so big. Blood, cum and shit on it. I
nod again. "I don't know how much time
we have left, I have a way to spare you the suffering if you like, or you can
enjoy my body as you wish before they come. I
look at you. "Which way to spare me...?" If you lay on your back I can put
a knee on your throat and cut off your air supply. I
nod. "Yes, Dan. Do it. Let me..." I hesitate, but I am going to
die, what does it matter? "Let me clean your cock, Dan, then do
it." I lean back again giving you
access to my crotch. I look
at your big cock. I am ashamed, but I want it. I approach and slowly I begin
to clean your cock with my tongue and my lips. Then I suck it. It becomes
hard. I smile. I move away and I lay on my back. "Thanks, Dan" "My pleasure, I move over and
place a knee on your throat, I lean on it pressing on your airway. I
feel the weight of your body, then the lack of air. I try not to move,
looking at your big body, at your hard cock, so beautiful, but soon I begin
to fight to breathe, trying to free my neck. "Shh
shh, don't fight it Brian, just like going to
sleep." I
cannot stop. I fight, but the world is vanishing, your big body, your big
cock, and your big balls over me, piss running from my cock, while slowly I
lose my consciousness. I watch your eyes flutter, your
lips turning blue. “Just a moment longer” I whisper. The
world disappears. My chest stops breathing. Four warriors enter the tent.
They understand what happened, but it is too late. "You'll pay for
this!" They grab you and they force you out of the tent, where all the
warriors are waiting, a pole in the middle of the camp. I struggle but too many of them. They
tie you to the pole. One of them has a burning stick and he moves it in front
of your face. I brace myself. I watch them drag
your furry body out of the tent. “Any of you warriors willing to face me in a
challenge?" They
look at you, astonished. Two men tie my body to a horizontal pole, head down.
"A challenge, man?" Someone laughs, but a warrior, a big man, nods.
"Why not? I'll kill you, I'll fuck you, I'll scalp you and I'll castrate
you, man." I laugh. “Bring it. I am willing
to kill you for my freedom.” As they cut me loose, I watch a
warrior grab your cock and balls and remove them from your body. They
give you a knife. The warrior has a knife, too. He
moves quickly. He is a strong, well-built man, hairy chest, big hands. I move with him watching taking a
couple of stabs checking his skill. You
realize he is very strong and he knows very well how to fight. He smiles. He
is sure he'll kill you, but he knows you are not an easy prey. Cocks swinging as we move, I take
a swipe at him. He
avoids your knife. He attacks and you go back, but your foot bumps into the
pole. You stagger and he attacks again. His left hand blocks your knife and
his knife enters your chest, right side. He pushes it until the blade
disappears in your body. “Fuuck!”
I moan feeling the steel in my chest, I drop my blade, grab his shoulders as
we press close, hard cocks rubbing. He
smiles. He looks at you. His knife stabs you a second time, through your
navel. Then he pushes you on the dirt. You fall. He turns you on your belly.
He looks at your big hairy ass. He is hard, now. I struggle trying to get up, blood
pouring from chest and belly. He
lay on you. You feel his hard, big cock on your ass, then pressing against
your asshole. He pushes it into your ass, grunting. He begins to fuck you,
savagely. Coughing up blood as I grunt,
enjoying the fuck even as I feel my blood pooling under me. He
is strong, his cock hard and big and he pushes it grunting. He laughs.
"I'll scalp you, man." He laughs again, fucking your ass. I can’t help but chuckle, shaved
head, and more hair on my body than my scalp, I grip his cock. The
point of his blade running on your cheeks: he'll scalp your beard. He grunts
and you feel him cumming into your ass. He turns you on your side and he
stabs your heart. “Hrrrng” I grunt as he fucks my
heart, I shudder shooting cum on the ground. He
goes on cumming, filling your ass. Then he stands, looking at your body. He
pisses on your head. Then he bends and his knife cuts your skin, while his
hand take away your beard. Eyes staring, big hairy body
still, cock hard. The
men grab you and they tie your corpse near mine. The warrior who killed you
castrates you. They leave our bodies hanging there. It is almost night. They go off to celebrate their
victory, leaving two castrated bears hanging like deer. During
the celebration some of the men approach, to piss on our bodies. Later the
warrior who killed you comes and looks at your big ass, and then he begins to
lick it. Tasting his cum and my sweat blood
and shit. He
likes it. Tomorrow our corpses will be taken away and left to the vultures. |
