Thanks! ;) Would love to hear that satisfying *pop* of the gun as I get plugged in the navel, groaning and going limp in the pool. . . my big gut bobbing up above the water, full of hot lead!
Yeah, with smoke and bubbles drifting out of your belly hole. I've always loved that.....and imagined that the big belly would naturally stick up out of the water as you float.
Haha, yeah! As you're floating there, belly up, the killer pops a few more rounds into your guts, you grunt and spasm in the water, blowing your last load. . .
Oh, that's so hot, Ashe! Dying, floating, belly above the surface....and the hit man just can't resist plugging you in the belly a few more times. You grunt, groan, cum.....and go......another example of why having a big, sexy gut can be deadly as hell. Love it!
Amazing! Spread out eagle in the water, big belly bobbing up, taking plug after plug, feeling the bullets splat against your wet belly. . . what a way to 'cum and go!' ;)
Yeah, he was already headed for the morgue, but once the hitman saw that bobbing belly, he just couldn't resist pumping some more slugs in it..........listening to you grunt and groan some more.
Hehe, poor big-bellied guy can't catch a break! Guess that's what he gets for having such a huge, round target! Imagining him grimacing with every bullet, turning his head one way or the other, thrusting his gut upward in reaction to the piercing pain. . letting out big, manly groans that get lower and lower with each bullet, like they're taking more and more of his short, remaining life. . . poor guy just wanted a dip in the pool! ;)
Yeah with every slug he fires into him, his belly falls from the pressure, and once it arises again, he gets another slug. The bullets cause him to bob up and down. Haha.
Looking down at his round belly, taking every bullet, wondering. . . "UNFF! Awww, THAT one killed me for sure, I'll fade out any second. . . ugnnn. .. . OOOHHHH!! Fuck, now that. . . that killed me. . . i know. . . AWWWW!! That. . . one. . . ugghn. *eyes roll back and jaw slacks, finally*
If he had not had that sexy round belly he would have been long dead, but he just keeps gettin' plugged and takin' it like a man.....finally grabs his belly and slides beneath the surface. Hot!
This is one of my favourites. Really good work here. Here's my story if you think it's appropriate. The dude in the pool is a cop. He's relaxing in a hottub after patrolling his precinct. Over the years he's made enemies including a 19 yr old shooter out for revenge. Cop dude slides into the pool hot water relaxing his heavy hairy muscles, strained from supporting his thick man-gut. His belly bobs in the water and the underside rubs gently against his inflating erection.
He's proud - guys his age at the station have got one - a big man-gut that's the product of too many beers after work. It's an expected symbol of masculinity among the men. Every day, navels strain against the buttons of uniform shirts. On hot days, a triangle of sweat creeps up from beneath his belt following the trail of hair up over his belly staining the shirt a dark blue.
Tonight, as the sweat runs off his face, the gentle bobbing of his mangut sends ripples out into the foaming water. The sound of the jets and his heavy breathing masks the sound of a door and footfalls on the tiles. He's too busy contentedly rubbing the wet fur on his gut to be aware. Until it's too late and he's called to attention to do his duty and to die like a man.
The kid fixes his startled gaze and announces that the silencer will make his death a solo show for an audience of one. He tries to stand heaving his heavy weight upward, but his full belly emerges drawing the target into view. The hard muscle under the gut tightens and the hiss of detonation follows, then a suprisingly small splash of water and a sharp impact - all barely a fraction of a second apart. His gut shakes and his torso is driven even further above water. He's almost standing displaying his bleeding gut in full glory, but he quickly collapses driven back into a sitting position on the bench.
At first there's just surprise and shock but a second later searing pain blocks everything else out as a trail of fire ignites from his belly-button to deep in his gut. He lets out a woosh of air he didn't know he'd been holding, draws a ragged breath and then lets out a masculine grunt. He stares down at the red crater where his belly button used to be and cusses loudly. He used to enjoy showing that button off - hanging over his belt, visible between the straining buttons of a regulation shirt intentionally chosen to be 1 size too small.
When you take a single bullet to a big gut you don't die right away. He has time to know he's already dead meat swimming. His strong legs begin to kick convulsively underneath his heaving gut. His grunts become shorter, louder. He has time to eye the kid and compliment him on his marksmanship. Awww man! You gave it to me square in my big round gut. The kid smiles. The water in the pool turn red while he slips involunarily a couple of inches down towards the surface. A look of fear on his face, but he hides it quickly, determined to die like a man. He feels an odd mix of pleasure and pain. Maybe the contractions in his groin have something to do with that. Another slip off the edge of the bench, a last gasp before water closes in. His eyes roll back. His body thrashes then relaxes and all slips beneath the surface except the gut floating like an island. Slowly the carcass begins to turn with the same rotation as the swirling water.
Using a stolen IPhone 6, the kid takes a photo of that unmistakeable gut. Now he can collect his points with the mob. Before leaving he's careful to conceal the gun in his belt, noticing that it's becoming a tight fit between his expanding wasteline and belt. In the end it doesn't matter whether you're a cop or a robber, sinner or saint, every man's got a belly button and most graduate to a full gut to proudly set it out on display as a uniquely masculine trophy or a vulnerable target. This is the kid's warning, live by the sword, and die by it.
Wow, I love that backstory! You're a great writer! I especially loved the "trail of fire ignites from his belly-button to deep in his gut" line, describing poetically how it feels for a fat-bellied guy to get shot in the gut... Thanks!
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I love it, Ash! Even in a tub of water, his big belly can't hide. Hot! Great dialog, too.
ReplyDeleteThanks! ;) Would love to hear that satisfying *pop* of the gun as I get plugged in the navel, groaning and going limp in the pool. . . my big gut bobbing up above the water, full of hot lead!
ReplyDeleteYeah, with smoke and bubbles drifting out of your belly hole. I've always loved that.....and imagined that the big belly would naturally stick up out of the water as you float.
ReplyDeleteHaha, yeah! As you're floating there, belly up, the killer pops a few more rounds into your guts, you grunt and spasm in the water, blowing your last load. . .
DeleteOh, that's so hot, Ashe! Dying, floating, belly above the surface....and the hit man just can't resist plugging you in the belly a few more times. You grunt, groan, cum.....and go......another example of why having a big, sexy gut can be deadly as hell. Love it!
DeleteAmazing! Spread out eagle in the water, big belly bobbing up, taking plug after plug, feeling the bullets splat against your wet belly. . . what a way to 'cum and go!' ;)
DeleteYeah, he was already headed for the morgue, but once the hitman saw that bobbing belly, he just couldn't resist pumping some more slugs in it..........listening to you grunt and groan some more.
DeleteHehe, poor big-bellied guy can't catch a break! Guess that's what he gets for having such a huge, round target! Imagining him grimacing with every bullet, turning his head one way or the other, thrusting his gut upward in reaction to the piercing pain. . letting out big, manly groans that get lower and lower with each bullet, like they're taking more and more of his short, remaining life. . . poor guy just wanted a dip in the pool! ;)
DeleteYeah with every slug he fires into him, his belly falls from the pressure, and once it arises again, he gets another slug. The bullets cause him to bob up and down. Haha.
DeleteLooking down at his round belly, taking every bullet, wondering. . . "UNFF! Awww, THAT one killed me for sure, I'll fade out any second. . . ugnnn. .. . OOOHHHH!! Fuck, now that. . . that killed me. . . i know. . . AWWWW!! That. . . one. . . ugghn. *eyes roll back and jaw slacks, finally*
DeleteIf he had not had that sexy round belly he would have been long dead, but he just keeps gettin' plugged and takin' it like a man.....finally grabs his belly and slides beneath the surface. Hot!
DeleteBathing suit optional...;-)
ReplyDeleteHaha, of course! ;)
DeleteThis is one of my favourites. Really good work here. Here's my story if you think it's appropriate. The dude in the pool is a cop. He's relaxing in a hottub after patrolling his precinct. Over the years he's made enemies including a 19 yr old shooter out for revenge. Cop dude slides into the pool hot water relaxing his heavy hairy muscles, strained from supporting his thick man-gut. His belly bobs in the water and the underside rubs gently against his inflating erection.
ReplyDeleteHe's proud - guys his age at the station have got one - a big man-gut that's the product of too many beers after work. It's an expected symbol of masculinity among the men. Every day, navels strain against the buttons of uniform shirts. On hot days, a triangle of sweat creeps up from beneath his belt following the trail of hair up over his belly staining the shirt a dark blue.
Tonight, as the sweat runs off his face, the gentle bobbing of his mangut sends ripples out into the foaming water. The sound of the jets and his heavy breathing masks the sound of a door and footfalls on the tiles. He's too busy contentedly rubbing the wet fur on his gut to be aware. Until it's too late and he's called to attention to do his duty and to die like a man.
The kid fixes his startled gaze and announces that the silencer will make his death a solo show for an audience of one. He tries to stand heaving his heavy weight upward, but his full belly emerges drawing the target into view. The hard muscle under the gut tightens and the hiss of detonation follows, then a suprisingly small splash of water and a sharp impact - all barely a fraction of a second apart. His gut shakes and his torso is driven even further above water. He's almost standing displaying his bleeding gut in full glory, but he quickly collapses driven back into a sitting position on the bench.
At first there's just surprise and shock but a second later searing pain blocks everything else out as a trail of fire ignites from his belly-button to deep in his gut. He lets out a woosh of air he didn't know he'd been holding, draws a ragged breath and then lets out a masculine grunt. He stares down at the red crater where his belly button used to be and cusses loudly. He used to enjoy showing that button off - hanging over his belt, visible between the straining buttons of a regulation shirt intentionally chosen to be 1 size too small.
When you take a single bullet to a big gut you don't die right away. He has time to know he's already dead meat swimming. His strong legs begin to kick convulsively underneath his heaving gut. His grunts become shorter, louder. He has time to eye the kid and compliment him on his marksmanship. Awww man! You gave it to me square in my big round gut. The kid smiles. The water in the pool turn red while he slips involunarily a couple of inches down towards the surface. A look of fear on his face, but he hides it quickly, determined to die like a man. He feels an odd mix of pleasure and pain. Maybe the contractions in his groin have something to do with that. Another slip off the edge of the bench, a last gasp before water closes in. His eyes roll back. His body thrashes then relaxes and all slips beneath the surface except the gut floating like an island. Slowly the carcass begins to turn with the same rotation as the swirling water.
Using a stolen IPhone 6, the kid takes a photo of that unmistakeable gut. Now he can collect his points with the mob. Before leaving he's careful to conceal the gun in his belt, noticing that it's becoming a tight fit between his expanding wasteline and belt. In the end it doesn't matter whether you're a cop or a robber, sinner or saint, every man's got a belly button and most graduate to a full gut to proudly set it out on display as a uniquely masculine trophy or a vulnerable target. This is the kid's warning, live by the sword, and die by it.
Wow, I love that backstory! You're a great writer! I especially loved the "trail of fire ignites from his belly-button to deep in his gut" line, describing poetically how it feels for a fat-bellied guy to get shot in the gut... Thanks!
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