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Wednesday, August 9, 2017
Butchered while Bathing
Here's another piece, it was really fun to draw... I couldn't think of any appropriate dialogue, because this poor guy is on the very brink of death and his killer is long gone.
LOVE IT! The bastard was too cocky, arrogant and self-centered for his own good. Some guys think they are immortal, and they make enemies instead of friends. He found out the hard way that swords and big bellies tend to go well together......and the handsome brut wasn't in fact immortal. I like the idea of him not seeing his attacker. He's swimming alone among the rocks, feeling so secure and calm. Underwater, his adversary looks up to see his naked, unprotected gut. He thrusts the gorgeous sword deep inside the stud's navel and belly. From calm and serene to a big bellyache. In shock, he grabs his big gut and falls back over a stone. His last thought is who did this? He watches his big belly heave, the embedded sword waving at him from above. LOVE a big, sexy sword like that in a big, sexy belly. FUCKIN' HOT!
Thanks so much for the hot commentary, Dino! I'm glad you got that impression from the picture, because that's definitely what I was going for. He was bathing my himself in the river, butt-naked, and a surprise attack by the enemy puts him on his back, staring wide-eyed at the sword hilt sticking out of his gut. If only he'd brought a comrade or two, they might have been able to save him... but the cocky bastard never made any friends in his camp, so he always sunbathed alone, admiring his thick muscles and stout gut in the water's reflection. Now, when his fellow soldiers come along to find him pinned down, instead of mourning him they'll wade out and make fun of the dying bastard, poking him in his fat belly and slapping his erect dick around as he groans and dies.
Yep, he learned too late, Ashe, that if you make enemies instead of friends, you pay the cost. His comrades take turns working the sword blade in his guts, slapping, punching and caressing his big naked belly. Eventually, they all cum over his big gut, laughing as they get off on his dying. Despite his agony and despair, he finally erupts like a volcano, groaning and moaning seductively as he accepts his fate.
WWwwEELL you certainly hit the nail on the head with this guy.....I think I'll need a bit of therapy to calm down :-)....so a new twist on the EXCALABA Myth?
Maybe he's having an internal dialoguue... something like this: Awwww fu*k my guuuut. Knew I should have gone back to the gym sooner. What did the sarge tell me again - a soldier should never be separated from his firearm. Shouldn't have left it on the river bank and gone in alone. Awh, ugh, gurgle... Didn't fu*kn have sex last night. Groan... my gut meat's been sliced in two.Wanna get off before I go. Fu*k, ahhhh!, gasp, can't even see my dick but I got a tempered steel erection stick'n straight up out of my gut. Oh yeah I can feel both of them : steel sinking deeper into my gut with each breath I take. Shudder, groan, gasp. And my dick's fertilizing fish eggs. Gasp, moan, shudder, ugh, ugh, ughh. I'm dying - not a half bad way to go. Proud of my muscles, proud of my dick, proud to die like a tough guy taking it right in my big belly. I'm out of here. Final spurts of semen and blood. Fade to dark.
That's a perfect description of what's going on in the doomed guys head! That final orgasm with death immediately following has gotta be the horniest a guy can possibly ever feel in his life.
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LOVE IT! The bastard was too cocky, arrogant and self-centered for his own good. Some guys think they are immortal, and they make enemies instead of friends. He found out the hard way that swords and big bellies tend to go well together......and the handsome brut wasn't in fact immortal. I like the idea of him not seeing his attacker. He's swimming alone among the rocks, feeling so secure and calm. Underwater, his adversary looks up to see his naked, unprotected gut. He thrusts the gorgeous sword deep inside the stud's navel and belly. From calm and serene to a big bellyache. In shock, he grabs his big gut and falls back over a stone. His last thought is who did this? He watches his big belly heave, the embedded sword waving at him from above. LOVE a big, sexy sword like that in a big, sexy belly. FUCKIN' HOT!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much for the hot commentary, Dino! I'm glad you got that impression from the picture, because that's definitely what I was going for. He was bathing my himself in the river, butt-naked, and a surprise attack by the enemy puts him on his back, staring wide-eyed at the sword hilt sticking out of his gut. If only he'd brought a comrade or two, they might have been able to save him... but the cocky bastard never made any friends in his camp, so he always sunbathed alone, admiring his thick muscles and stout gut in the water's reflection. Now, when his fellow soldiers come along to find him pinned down, instead of mourning him they'll wade out and make fun of the dying bastard, poking him in his fat belly and slapping his erect dick around as he groans and dies.
DeleteYep, he learned too late, Ashe, that if you make enemies instead of friends, you pay the cost. His comrades take turns working the sword blade in his guts, slapping, punching and caressing his big naked belly. Eventually, they all cum over his big gut, laughing as they get off on his dying. Despite his agony and despair, he finally erupts like a volcano, groaning and moaning seductively as he accepts his fate.
DeleteWWwwEELL you certainly hit the nail on the head with this guy.....I think I'll need a bit of therapy to calm down :-)....so a new twist on the EXCALABA Myth?
ReplyDeleteMaybe he's having an internal dialoguue... something like this: Awwww fu*k my guuuut. Knew I should have gone back to the gym sooner. What did the sarge tell me again - a soldier should never be separated from his firearm. Shouldn't have left it on the river bank and gone in alone. Awh, ugh, gurgle... Didn't fu*kn have sex last night. Groan... my gut meat's been sliced in two.Wanna get off before I go. Fu*k, ahhhh!, gasp, can't even see my dick but I got a tempered steel erection stick'n straight up out of my gut. Oh yeah I can feel both of them : steel sinking deeper into my gut with each breath I take. Shudder, groan, gasp. And my dick's fertilizing fish eggs. Gasp, moan, shudder, ugh, ugh, ughh. I'm dying - not a half bad way to go. Proud of my muscles, proud of my dick, proud to die like a tough guy taking it right in my big belly. I'm out of here. Final spurts of semen and blood. Fade to dark.
ReplyDeleteFuckin' hot! I envision him clutching and caressing his big belly as he dies, too. Way hot!
DeleteThat's a perfect description of what's going on in the doomed guys head! That final orgasm with death immediately following has gotta be the horniest a guy can possibly ever feel in his life.
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