The magnificent tattooed hunk quite adeptly despite his foolish opponent's shirt seems to have located and skewers the pot-bellied young man's navel.He does his part thoroughly, pushing the blade all the way thru' the guts and out the back. The foolish kid reacts appropriately however: good body language and acknowledging his defeat as to his youth and foolishness in sporting a massive belly.
True, the arms-up, belly-out pose and an admission of defeat is the proper duel etiquette for any fat-bellied man skewered through the bellybutton! The kid was respectful of his killers superior dexterity and swordsmanship, and he followed the proper dueling 'guy code' to show that in defeat.
Yes, these things are important after all. After all, the killer did use his superior skill and sense of anatomy to to get the young man thru his bellybutton.. real skill there! The kid did pay the proper respect in announcing and accepting his unexpected demise.
Love it! He is still young, still handsome, still sexy, but ultimately he's gotten what was coming to him (and got it good, too). Deep down, he feels he's too young and sexy to die, but his pot belly changed all that. At least he is able to accept the fact that he got it from a fit, masculine male. I can see his victor move in closer until he's able to rub the victim's pot for a few minutes, maybe give him a kiss goodbye. A rapier death is a slow one, like getting a large needle thrust through the guts. They will have time to really make-out before the kid expires. The kid works his pot back and forth on the blade as he cums, moaning, groaning, grunting and hissing from the burn in his belly....dies like a real man, in the arms of his muscular slayer. Thanks, Ashe. A proper follow-up, to say the least.
Thanks, Dino!! I'm kind of obsessed with rapiers for that very reason, I've always loved when guys take a rapier in the belly in movies, whether in a duel or in all out battle. The size and precision of the blade ensures that the victim feels every inch puncture through him, and it's so much more elegant than taking a huge sword to the gut and having your ruts ripped open (though both are fun, I prefer the rapier by far!)
My favorite are knives and daggers to the hilt, but that's just me. There's something very erotic about a knife blade invading a man's belly, especially through his bellybutton....he's gotten fucked right in his guts. A rapier, though hot, is just a long needle to me, and not as alluring as a knife blade to the fucking hilt. My all-time favorite are bullets pumped right into the navel, or close to it (just above the belt buckle). A load of lead is quite the gut-fucking....and so hot to me.
I've never been a fan of huge swords, although I do like a Roman-style shortsword to the guts. I just ran across some video of Smooth Guy and I watching some Roman epic clip from the old Arenafighter page, and I got a kick out of Smooth commenting on the scene, which used shortswords: "Aw, that one was right in the belly, practically right through his navel...now THAT one...man that was a low one...that was way down in his guts, almost through his dick!". Smooth seemed really turned on by those hits. But generally I agree that I am not a big fan of hits with broadswords and such. While I never used a rapier in my videos, I did have that really nice collapsible sword, which had a fairly narrow blade, a half inch at the tip, widening to about an inch at the hilt. It was especially effective on Smooth Guy, Babyface and Army Guy, all of whom took it really effectively in their guts, in in their bellybuttons and even in their cocks. What I liked about it in each of those scenes is that you could stab it into them and watch their bellies tense up, then give them another thrust, creating the illusion that a good foot of steel was ramming through their guts. It created a really effective sense of penetration... the initial stab to shock them, the the attacker is in full control as they helplessly watch a foot of blade disappear into their bellies on the second thrust. Gave them a lot to react to.
Dino, I'm with you on daggers. When I first started play-acting with buddies, long before I was filming stuff, we'd have a few drinks or whatever to loosen up, then we would pretend to stab each other, just using our fists and pretending their was a knife. I vividly remember the first guy who I ever "stabbed" in this manner, he was a muscular redhead with an incredible six-pack...and he was in ROTC, very butch. We were very high and were discussing stabbing and he just said "go ahead, give it to me". I asked him where he wanted it and he said "use your imagination". He even pulled his shorts down to expose his entire gut down to just above his pubes. Well I punched him first right in the belly above his navel and he gasped in an unexpectedly realistic manner...I can still remember what it felt like driving my fist as hard as I could into that rippled belly. His bellymuscles went rigid, then he let them go soft so I could grind my fist deep into his guts, as he folded his belly around my fist and moaned. "Again: he whispered, as he grabbed my shoulders for support, and I "pulled the knife out", pulled him to me chest-to-chest, and started pumping the knife in and out of his guts from just under his navel almost down to his dick. He groaned a little more intensely each time, and that last "stab" folded over my fist again, and I could feel his hard cockhead against my fist as I grinded it into his low guts. I pulled the "blade" out, and he opened himself back up, pushing his belly out, exposing it for a final hit. I punched him again, this time right in the bellybutton and his whole body went rigid...first he thrust his belly out against my fist, as if he enjoyed taking the full length of imaginary steel through his navel, then as he moaned I again thrust it in deeper as he let his belly go soft again and folded it around my fist. I lowered him to the floor with my fist still buried in his navel, pulled it out and plunged it into his chest right between his tits. He did what I later recognized to be an orgasmic reaction, and "died". Then it was my turn, and he had to pull his punches a bit on me as I was nowhere hear as built as he was. He forced me back against the wall with one arm across my chest, and proceeded to punch (stab) me underhanded in the gut as hard as I could take it, between my bellybutton and my dick, lifting me up off the ground with each blow. On the fourth or fifth hit he ground his fist deep into my guts just as I had done to him, milking it for as much reaction as he could get out of me. Then he let me slide down the wall, and laid me across one knee, and proceeded to pound his fist overhand right into the middle of my belly in the navel area another five times or so. The last time he dig his fist as deep as he could into my guts, my belly folding around his fist, and twisted it back and forth several times until I nearly "died", then dumped me off his knee onto the floor face down, and ground his foot into my lower back, pressing my butchered belly hard against the floor, until I groaned my last death sounds. How I managed to not cum right then I don't know, but I couldn't wait to get back to my own room so I could jerk off while the memory was still fresh!
And of course you know I love getting pumped in the guts point blank with bullets...there's nothing hotter than a close-up bellyful of lead. Several of my guys were very fond of that scenario, especially Xavier, Babyface and Army Guy. They all liked getting it, and talking about getting it, right in the navel. I especially remember Babyface saying "oooh, a bullet in the bellybutton...the'd be a pretty cool shot right there. I'd want to feel the cold muzzle of the gun getting punched right into my bellybutton...my belly would sink in around the muzzle, then I'd feel the hot slug punch right through my navel and go deep into my guts. Then I think I could take about four or five more slugs in my belly before I went down." Blond Greek was another one who really liked the idea of getting his belly pumped. He'd talk about taking a couple slugs in the guts low down, just above his cock; he'd grab his guts as a couple more slugs drilled into his middle belly in the six-pack, then finishing with the gun getting jammed right into his navel for a slug through his bellybutton. Big Red did NOT like getting it in the navel, but he often talked about the feel of getting his gut pumped; he'd take about a half-dozen slugs drilled into his guts between his navel and cock. And Scott, who probably had the biggest belly of my guts, was really into "taking a bellyful" right around his navel, so he could see his big gut quiver with each impact. Tattoo Guy was not much of a talker, but he was probably the best at taking a full load in the belly. He could milk dying from a gutful of slugs better than anyone else. I especially remember one clip where he took several rounds in his big gut, staggered around forever clutching at it, then fell face down on the floor and convulsed his belly against the floor exactly like he was fucking the floor as he died. He told me that as a teenager he had dreamed and fantasized a lot about getting shot, and I'm sure it turned him on.
Whew! Hot stuff, Derek....really made my Saturday morning a sensual one. I always tended to favor your belly-centered actors, and there never seemed to be a shortage of them, from Xavier and Pizza to Smooth Guy, Army and Tattoo. I also liked that cutie ex of yours, referred to as Nipple, I believe. He could really emote sensually, working his six-pack abs, as he died. Tattoo was the best at eating lead, no doubt, and I'm sure he got off on it, as he seemed to turn the act into a tour de force of sensuality. You had such a wide array of hot men at your disposal. The story you related about using no actual props or weapons really brought home my early teenage role plays, as we didn't have any either. We used our index fingers as gun barrels or knife blades, but our imaginations were running wild. So many great memories.
Dino, thinking more about your response to rapier hits, I see what you mean about it being like having a needle thrust through you, but on the other hand it's really about the same size as taking an arrow hit in the belly, and we all like those. I think the real issue is perhaps one of presentation. What I find unsatisfying about rapier hits in most movies (especially old ones) is that the thrust in and pull out is way too quick. Even on a full run-through it just seems like a quick jab. As I stated above talking about the scenes I filmed with my collapsible sword, what I really enjoyed and always directed for was a quick jab in, then slowly thrusting the sword in the rest of the way, to let the victim become aware of his guts being pierced, then hanging helplessly on the blade as it is driven deeper and deeper into his guts, preferably right up to the hilt. I especially loved the clips where I thrust Babyface right in the navel with the sword, forcing his hot body back against the wall, then I moved in and continued driving it into his tensing gut unto I was chest to chest with him; feeling his thick pecs against me, and gave him one last little jab up to the hilt, making his entire body twitch. He gave a nice sexy little groan as the hilt slammed into his belly, then gasped and moaned as I jerked the blade out of his guts and I let him slide down the wall to the floor, clutching his skewered gut. So a thin sword-blade hit CAN be hot, just depends on how it's done.
It's Friday Dino! Not sure which guy you mean, I don't remember calling anyone"Nipple". Can you give me a physical description, age, build type, hair color?
Yeah, he had a nipple ring. He was quite young and sexy, good looking as hell, and you even made out with him (kissing) in one of your films. He was short, with well-packed muscles and a six-pack, too.
Ah yes, that was my little buddy Robert. We were an item for a while. He was especially good at taking an arrow in his gut under the navel, or in his cock....he always played a great death orgasm with a cock shot, the way he'd strain and flex his abs, then thrust his cock out and shudder. He was also good at getting shot in the belly. My favorite vids of him with me were the multiple stabs with the dagger...he knew just how to flex his belly when taking it there, and would go up on his toes and strain his whole torso magnificently when I'd thrust upwards through his hard dick into his gut. He'd literally ride the knife, going into a backbend in my arms as I jerked the blade upwards through his cock and guts. He wa also good at taking a spear or javelin to the dick. I will tell you that possibly my favorite fantasy sexual experience was with him...we re-enacted the scene I have described before where two guys get impaled on a double-ended knife belly-to-belly. We played it naked, on the bed, and he grinded his belly and dick against me, then fell back with me atop him. We both slammaed against each other and moaned with progressive intensity, occasionally thrusting our bellies harder against each other, driving the imaginary knife deeper into each other's bellies, our cocks stabbed hard into each other's guts. Suddenly we both began to shudder and to our amazement we played the ultimate death-orgasm...we came on each other's bellies at the exact same moment! We slid against each other, a massive double-load of hot cum pumping between our bellybuttons until we were soaked. Probably the most satisfying orgasm I ever had.
I got my first lover involved with the fetish. He was nervous, at first, but eventually relaxed and fell right in line. Needless-to-say, we had many wonderful role plays that involved belly stabbings and shootings. We never did that one you and Robert did, but only because neither of us ever thought to do it. We both would have loved doing that, I know, if only we had thought of it. Our favorites involved wrestling with cocked guns and shooting one in our bellybuttons, but stabbing each other with knives was a close second....anything that involved close-up attacks. We were both fairly equal in strength and size, though I was older than he (25 & 18). The great thing about being gay lovers is that we were free to do anything we wanted to. I sure miss him. He looked a lot like a young Brad Pitt, but after a couple of years, he decided he didn't want to be gay anymore! Yeah! Who knew it was so easy to change a leopard's stripes? LOL. He's divorced from his fifth wife and is an alcoholic. Sad. I just wish I had video of us stabbing and shooting one another, like you do, with Robert. He was a sexy little guy.
Robert sort of went through the same thing and we parted. About fifteen years later I ran across him on Facebook and he was too embarrassed to share a picture with me...apparently he had gone bald (welcome to the club) and put on a lot of weight. I didn't pressure him and soon he either disappeared from Facebook or blocked me. Just as well...I have many photos and vids of him to remember him in his prime.
Same here, Derek! The last time I saw Mike, he weighed almost 400 pounds and he was drinking so much booze that he didn't stop until he passed out on his bed every night. He's bald, too, but I've never been turned off by baldness. I wouldn't mind if he had a pot belly, but that much weight is more than I can take. So depressing!
Dino, I'd like to hear your thoughts on my comment above about rapier hits, and how I think they should be filmed to be effective. Sorry to hear about Mike. I had something similar happen to a boyfriend from the 80s...he was a little beefy but not at all fat, in fact once he bought a little loincloth costume to wear around when we were together to turn me on. About two years ago he found me on Facebook and I was horrified to see he had gotten huge. I mean "starring in a John Waters film" huge.
For me, a rapier hit should be in the navel, and the victor moves in close, shoving the rapier to the hilt. Putting his arm over the shoulder of the victim, he kisses the man as he works the blade back and forth inside his guts, until the man falls to the floor dead. I remember a scene in The Princess Bride (which I detested, by the way) in which one of the good guys gets a rapier shoved into his belly, and for whatever reason, after a few scenes, the victim was acting as though he had never been stabbed. Very stupid, to me.
I would agree that rapier hits are rarely handled well in mainsteam films. I have seen some versions of THE THREE MUSKETEERS where the same thing happens...guys stabbed with a rapier and then ten minutes later they are fine. What the hell?
Yeah, which might account for the fact that I don't get off on rapiers as much as I do knives and swords. They don't seem to be as deadly, at least not in the movies or on television.
Apart from your artistic style, Ashe, I've enjoyed from Day One your evocation of the "Guy Code": the belly-shot or stabbed dude who dutifully announces he's been well "gotten" and often comments on his opponent's skill in getting him in his big belly and/or navel. Such as in one of your Western series, three big-bellied dudes are neatly drilled with a single shot right thru their navels and spend their final moments marvelling at the neat smoking bullet hole that replaced their bellybuttons, commenting to each other and to the shooter what a good shot he is. Priceless!
That worked thanks. I always liked this guy's work, except it's all too dark. I always have to alter the brightness and contrast. The claw thing made me think both about our discussion of tridents recently, and also Big Red, who many years ago, long before the movies, was obsessed with Wolverine's claw...he loved the idea of having a set of blades protruding from his fist, and punching it deep into his opponent's belly. He demonstrated several versions on me, and his favorite was giving me an upthrust in the guts, midway between navel and cock, at a steep angle, so he could practically pick me up on the blades as they drove up inside my belly as I went into a backbend. My favorite was a punch straight into my belly, letting me fold on the blades. He'd then jerk the blade out, forcing me into a backbend, and then punching me right in the dick, pinning my cock to my gut. He'd then jiggle his fist against my cock until I died. It's funny, I always made sure when we "worked out" that we were both wearing tight bikini underwear, so our cocks were always pointed upright whether stiff or not; it never seemed to bother him that we had erections half the time! Again, I think he just got used to it because we started playing together when he was 17, and at that age you're walking around with a hard-on half the time anyway!
Hot, Derek! It reminds me of Freddy Krueger, and his gloves with the knife blades. In one of the films, he guts a drop-dead handsome, shirtless kid with all five blades. I was always disappointed that it wasn't shown, onscreen. Someone at the studio didn't have any balls. In another of the films, Freddy just tossed his glove at this cute kid, who caught it right in his belly. It's too bad that ole Freddy didn't gut more handsome men in his films.
I'd love to see our Ashe's take on this.....pot-bellied kid who proudly walks around shirtless to show off his big gut....the guy with the five-bladed weapon shoves the blades into his ball gut, remarks that he's already gutted the skinny and fit kids....saved the best for last, as he works the blades back and forth in the kid's belly. The kid arches his back and groans as he watches the blades invading his round belly. He finally cums as he hugs his attacker, clinging to him for support. He had been hoping that the attacker only liked slender, fit-guy bellies, but it appears that the attacker favors his type. LOL
I knew I was dead the second he took off his shirt, showing off his muscular body. He was fit and quick, while I was slow and fat. He looked at my potbelly like he knew it was an easy target—to slow to dodge and too big to adequately defend. In no time at all, the point of his deadly blade found my navel, and he ran me straight through my guts! I died squealing and clutching my belly like the slaughtered pig I was!
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The magnificent tattooed hunk quite adeptly despite his foolish opponent's shirt seems to have located and skewers the pot-bellied young man's navel.He does his part thoroughly, pushing the blade all the way thru' the guts and out the back. The foolish kid reacts appropriately however: good body language and acknowledging his defeat as to his youth and foolishness in sporting a massive belly.
ReplyDeleteWell played, both!
True, the arms-up, belly-out pose and an admission of defeat is the proper duel etiquette for any fat-bellied man skewered through the bellybutton! The kid was respectful of his killers superior dexterity and swordsmanship, and he followed the proper dueling 'guy code' to show that in defeat.
DeleteYes, these things are important after all. After all, the killer did use his superior skill and sense of anatomy to to get the young man thru his bellybutton.. real skill there!
DeleteThe kid did pay the proper respect in announcing and accepting his unexpected demise.
Love it! He is still young, still handsome, still sexy, but ultimately he's gotten what was coming to him (and got it good, too). Deep down, he feels he's too young and sexy to die, but his pot belly changed all that. At least he is able to accept the fact that he got it from a fit, masculine male. I can see his victor move in closer until he's able to rub the victim's pot for a few minutes, maybe give him a kiss goodbye. A rapier death is a slow one, like getting a large needle thrust through the guts. They will have time to really make-out before the kid expires. The kid works his pot back and forth on the blade as he cums, moaning, groaning, grunting and hissing from the burn in his belly....dies like a real man, in the arms of his muscular slayer. Thanks, Ashe. A proper follow-up, to say the least.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Dino!! I'm kind of obsessed with rapiers for that very reason, I've always loved when guys take a rapier in the belly in movies, whether in a duel or in all out battle. The size and precision of the blade ensures that the victim feels every inch puncture through him, and it's so much more elegant than taking a huge sword to the gut and having your ruts ripped open (though both are fun, I prefer the rapier by far!)
DeleteMy favorite are knives and daggers to the hilt, but that's just me. There's something very erotic about a knife blade invading a man's belly, especially through his bellybutton....he's gotten fucked right in his guts. A rapier, though hot, is just a long needle to me, and not as alluring as a knife blade to the fucking hilt. My all-time favorite are bullets pumped right into the navel, or close to it (just above the belt buckle). A load of lead is quite the gut-fucking....and so hot to me.
DeleteI've never been a fan of huge swords, although I do like a Roman-style shortsword to the guts. I just ran across some video of Smooth Guy and I watching some Roman epic clip from the old Arenafighter page, and I got a kick out of Smooth commenting on the scene, which used shortswords: "Aw, that one was right in the belly, practically right through his navel...now THAT one...man that was a low one...that was way down in his guts, almost through his dick!". Smooth seemed really turned on by those hits.
DeleteBut generally I agree that I am not a big fan of hits with broadswords and such. While I never used a rapier in my videos, I did have that really nice collapsible sword, which had a fairly narrow blade, a half inch at the tip, widening to about an inch at the hilt. It was especially effective on Smooth Guy, Babyface and Army Guy, all of whom took it really effectively in their guts, in in their bellybuttons and even in their cocks. What I liked about it in each of those scenes is that you could stab it into them and watch their bellies tense up, then give them another thrust, creating the illusion that a good foot of steel was ramming through their guts. It created a really effective sense of penetration... the initial stab to shock them, the the attacker is in full control as they helplessly watch a foot of blade disappear into their bellies on the second thrust. Gave them a lot to react to.
Dino, I'm with you on daggers. When I first started play-acting with buddies, long before I was filming stuff, we'd have a few drinks or whatever to loosen up, then we would pretend to stab each other, just using our fists and pretending their was a knife. I vividly remember the first guy who I ever "stabbed" in this manner, he was a muscular redhead with an incredible six-pack...and he was in ROTC, very butch. We were very high and were discussing stabbing and he just said "go ahead, give it to me". I asked him where he wanted it and he said "use your imagination". He even pulled his shorts down to expose his entire gut down to just above his pubes. Well I punched him first right in the belly above his navel and he gasped in an unexpectedly realistic manner...I can still remember what it felt like driving my fist as hard as I could into that rippled belly. His bellymuscles went rigid, then he let them go soft so I could grind my fist deep into his guts, as he folded his belly around my fist and moaned. "Again: he whispered, as he grabbed my shoulders for support, and I "pulled the knife out", pulled him to me chest-to-chest, and started pumping the knife in and out of his guts from just under his navel almost down to his dick. He groaned a little more intensely each time, and that last "stab" folded over my fist again, and I could feel his hard cockhead against my fist as I grinded it into his low guts. I pulled the "blade" out, and he opened himself back up, pushing his belly out, exposing it for a final hit. I punched him again, this time right in the bellybutton and his whole body went rigid...first he thrust his belly out against my fist, as if he enjoyed taking the full length of imaginary steel through his navel, then as he moaned I again thrust it in deeper as he let his belly go soft again and folded it around my fist. I lowered him to the floor with my fist still buried in his navel, pulled it out and plunged it into his chest right between his tits. He did what I later recognized to be an orgasmic reaction, and "died".
DeleteThen it was my turn, and he had to pull his punches a bit on me as I was nowhere hear as built as he was. He forced me back against the wall with one arm across my chest, and proceeded to punch (stab) me underhanded in the gut as hard as I could take it, between my bellybutton and my dick, lifting me up off the ground with each blow. On the fourth or fifth hit he ground his fist deep into my guts just as I had done to him, milking it for as much reaction as he could get out of me. Then he let me slide down the wall, and laid me across one knee, and proceeded to pound his fist overhand right into the middle of my belly in the navel area another five times or so. The last time he dig his fist as deep as he could into my guts, my belly folding around his fist, and twisted it back and forth several times until I nearly "died", then dumped me off his knee onto the floor face down, and ground his foot into my lower back, pressing my butchered belly hard against the floor, until I groaned my last death sounds. How I managed to not cum right then I don't know, but I couldn't wait to get back to my own room so I could jerk off while the memory was still fresh!
And of course you know I love getting pumped in the guts point blank with bullets...there's nothing hotter than a close-up bellyful of lead. Several of my guys were very fond of that scenario, especially Xavier, Babyface and Army Guy. They all liked getting it, and talking about getting it, right in the navel. I especially remember Babyface saying "oooh, a bullet in the bellybutton...the'd be a pretty cool shot right there. I'd want to feel the cold muzzle of the gun getting punched right into my bellybutton...my belly would sink in around the muzzle, then I'd feel the hot slug punch right through my navel and go deep into my guts. Then I think I could take about four or five more slugs in my belly before I went down."
DeleteBlond Greek was another one who really liked the idea of getting his belly pumped. He'd talk about taking a couple slugs in the guts low down, just above his cock; he'd grab his guts as a couple more slugs drilled into his middle belly in the six-pack, then finishing with the gun getting jammed right into his navel for a
slug through his bellybutton.
Big Red did NOT like getting it in the navel, but he often talked about the feel of getting his gut pumped; he'd take about a half-dozen slugs drilled into his guts between his navel and cock.
And Scott, who probably had the biggest belly of my guts, was really into "taking a bellyful" right around his navel, so he could see his big gut quiver with each impact.
Tattoo Guy was not much of a talker, but he was probably the best at taking a full load in the belly. He could milk dying from a gutful of slugs better than anyone else. I especially remember one clip where he took several rounds in his big gut, staggered around forever clutching at it, then fell face down on the floor and convulsed his belly against the floor exactly like he was fucking the floor as he died. He told me that as a teenager he had dreamed and fantasized a lot about getting shot, and I'm sure it turned him on.
Whew! Hot stuff, Derek....really made my Saturday morning a sensual one. I always tended to favor your belly-centered actors, and there never seemed to be a shortage of them, from Xavier and Pizza to Smooth Guy, Army and Tattoo. I also liked that cutie ex of yours, referred to as Nipple, I believe. He could really emote sensually, working his six-pack abs, as he died. Tattoo was the best at eating lead, no doubt, and I'm sure he got off on it, as he seemed to turn the act into a tour de force of sensuality. You had such a wide array of hot men at your disposal. The story you related about using no actual props or weapons really brought home my early teenage role plays, as we didn't have any either. We used our index fingers as gun barrels or knife blades, but our imaginations were running wild. So many great memories.
DeleteDino, thinking more about your response to rapier hits, I see what you mean about it being like having a needle thrust through you, but on the other hand it's really about the same size as taking an arrow hit in the belly, and we all like those. I think the real issue is perhaps one of presentation. What I find unsatisfying about rapier hits in most movies (especially old ones) is that the thrust in and pull out is way too quick. Even on a full run-through it just seems like a quick jab. As I stated above talking about the scenes I filmed with my collapsible sword, what I really enjoyed and always directed for was a quick jab in, then slowly thrusting the sword in the rest of the way, to let the victim become aware of his guts being pierced, then hanging helplessly on the blade as it is driven deeper and deeper into his guts, preferably right up to the hilt. I especially loved the clips where I thrust Babyface right in the navel with the sword, forcing his hot body back against the wall, then I moved in and continued driving it into his tensing gut unto I was chest to chest with him; feeling his thick pecs against me, and gave him one last little jab up to the hilt, making his entire body twitch. He gave a nice sexy little groan as the hilt slammed into his belly, then gasped and moaned as I jerked the blade out of his guts and I let him slide down the wall to the floor, clutching his skewered gut. So a thin sword-blade hit CAN be hot, just depends on how it's done.
DeleteIt's Friday Dino!
DeleteNot sure which guy you mean, I don't remember calling anyone"Nipple". Can you give me a physical description, age, build type, hair color?
Yeah, he had a nipple ring. He was quite young and sexy, good looking as hell, and you even made out with him (kissing) in one of your films. He was short, with well-packed muscles and a six-pack, too.
DeleteMy bad. It feels like a Saturday to me. Haha.
Ah yes, that was my little buddy Robert. We were an item for a while. He was especially good at taking an arrow in his gut under the navel, or in his cock....he always played a great death orgasm with a cock shot, the way he'd strain and flex his abs, then thrust his cock out and shudder. He was also good at getting shot in the belly. My favorite vids of him with me were the multiple stabs with the dagger...he knew just how to flex his belly when taking it there, and would go up on his toes and strain his whole torso magnificently when I'd thrust upwards through his hard dick into his gut. He'd literally ride the knife, going into a backbend in my arms as I jerked the blade upwards through his cock and guts. He wa also good at taking a spear or javelin to the dick.
DeleteI will tell you that possibly my favorite fantasy sexual experience was with him...we re-enacted the scene I have described before where two guys get impaled on a double-ended knife belly-to-belly. We played it naked, on the bed, and he grinded his belly and dick against me, then fell back with me atop him. We both slammaed against each other and moaned with progressive intensity, occasionally thrusting our bellies harder against each other, driving the imaginary knife deeper into each other's bellies, our cocks stabbed hard into each other's guts. Suddenly we both began to shudder and to our amazement we played the ultimate death-orgasm...we came on each other's bellies at the exact same moment! We slid against each other, a massive double-load of hot cum pumping between our bellybuttons until we were soaked. Probably the most satisfying orgasm I ever had.
I got my first lover involved with the fetish. He was nervous, at first, but eventually relaxed and fell right in line. Needless-to-say, we had many wonderful role plays that involved belly stabbings and shootings. We never did that one you and Robert did, but only because neither of us ever thought to do it. We both would have loved doing that, I know, if only we had thought of it. Our favorites involved wrestling with cocked guns and shooting one in our bellybuttons, but stabbing each other with knives was a close second....anything that involved close-up attacks. We were both fairly equal in strength and size, though I was older than he (25 & 18). The great thing about being gay lovers is that we were free to do anything we wanted to. I sure miss him. He looked a lot like a young Brad Pitt, but after a couple of years, he decided he didn't want to be gay anymore! Yeah! Who knew it was so easy to change a leopard's stripes? LOL. He's divorced from his fifth wife and is an alcoholic. Sad. I just wish I had video of us stabbing and shooting one another, like you do, with Robert. He was a sexy little guy.
DeleteRobert sort of went through the same thing and we parted. About fifteen years later I ran across him on Facebook and he was too embarrassed to share a picture with me...apparently he had gone bald (welcome to the club) and put on a lot of weight. I didn't pressure him and soon he either disappeared from Facebook or blocked me. Just as well...I have many photos and vids of him to remember him in his prime.
DeleteSame here, Derek! The last time I saw Mike, he weighed almost 400 pounds and he was drinking so much booze that he didn't stop until he passed out on his bed every night. He's bald, too, but I've never been turned off by baldness. I wouldn't mind if he had a pot belly, but that much weight is more than I can take. So depressing!
DeleteDino, I'd like to hear your thoughts on my comment above about rapier hits, and how I think they should be filmed to be effective.
DeleteSorry to hear about Mike. I had something similar happen to a boyfriend from the 80s...he was a little beefy but not at all fat, in fact once he bought a little loincloth costume to wear around when we were together to turn me on. About two years ago he found me on Facebook and I was horrified to see he had gotten huge. I mean "starring in a John Waters film" huge.
For me, a rapier hit should be in the navel, and the victor moves in close, shoving the rapier to the hilt. Putting his arm over the shoulder of the victim, he kisses the man as he works the blade back and forth inside his guts, until the man falls to the floor dead. I remember a scene in The Princess Bride (which I detested, by the way) in which one of the good guys gets a rapier shoved into his belly, and for whatever reason, after a few scenes, the victim was acting as though he had never been stabbed. Very stupid, to me.
DeleteI would agree that rapier hits are rarely handled well in mainsteam films. I have seen some versions of THE THREE MUSKETEERS where the same thing happens...guys stabbed with a rapier and then ten minutes later they are fine. What the hell?
DeleteYeah, which might account for the fact that I don't get off on rapiers as much as I do knives and swords. They don't seem to be as deadly, at least not in the movies or on television.
DeleteApart from your artistic style, Ashe, I've enjoyed from Day One your evocation of the "Guy Code": the belly-shot or stabbed dude who dutifully announces he's been well "gotten" and often comments on his opponent's skill in getting him in his big belly and/or navel. Such as in one of your Western series, three big-bellied dudes are neatly drilled with a single shot right thru their navels and spend their final moments marvelling at the neat smoking bullet hole that replaced their bellybuttons, commenting to each other and to the shooter what a good shot he is.
ReplyDeletePriceless!
Unrelated, but fucking hot! I hope this works.
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DeleteThat worked thanks. I always liked this guy's work, except it's all too dark. I always have to alter the brightness and contrast.
ReplyDeleteThe claw thing made me think both about our discussion of tridents recently, and also Big Red, who many years ago, long before the movies, was obsessed with Wolverine's claw...he loved the idea of having a set of blades protruding from his fist, and punching it deep into his opponent's belly. He demonstrated several versions on me, and his favorite was giving me an upthrust in the guts, midway between navel and cock, at a steep angle, so he could practically pick me up on the blades as they drove up inside my belly as I went into a backbend. My favorite was a punch straight into my belly, letting me fold on the blades. He'd then jerk the blade out, forcing me into a backbend, and then punching me right in the dick, pinning my cock to my gut. He'd then jiggle his fist against my cock until I died. It's funny, I always made sure when we "worked out" that we were both wearing tight bikini underwear, so our cocks were always pointed upright whether stiff or not; it never seemed to bother him that we had erections half the time! Again, I think he just got used to it because we started playing together when he was 17, and at that age you're walking around with a hard-on half the time anyway!
Hot, Derek! It reminds me of Freddy Krueger, and his gloves with the knife blades. In one of the films, he guts a drop-dead handsome, shirtless kid with all five blades. I was always disappointed that it wasn't shown, onscreen. Someone at the studio didn't have any balls. In another of the films, Freddy just tossed his glove at this cute kid, who caught it right in his belly. It's too bad that ole Freddy didn't gut more handsome men in his films.
ReplyDeleteI'd love to see our Ashe's take on this.....pot-bellied kid who proudly walks around shirtless to show off his big gut....the guy with the five-bladed weapon shoves the blades into his ball gut, remarks that he's already gutted the skinny and fit kids....saved the best for last, as he works the blades back and forth in the kid's belly. The kid arches his back and groans as he watches the blades invading his round belly. He finally cums as he hugs his attacker, clinging to him for support. He had been hoping that the attacker only liked slender, fit-guy bellies, but it appears that the attacker favors his type. LOL
I knew I was dead the second he took off his shirt, showing off his muscular body. He was fit and quick, while I was slow and fat. He looked at my potbelly like he knew it was an easy target—to slow to dodge and too big to adequately defend. In no time at all, the point of his deadly blade found my navel, and he ran me straight through my guts! I died squealing and clutching my belly like the slaughtered pig I was!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful narration and imagery, haha!
DeleteUs pot belly guys just know we’re sword bait.
DeleteSuddenly one feels very vulnerable 😏. Just have to accept fate hehe.
DeleteJust can't miss that navel! ;-)
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