Sandy and Jack

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Sandy and Jack - Kyle Carver    



Sandy pulled the weapon from it's scabbard. Jack's eyes widened..

"Wow!" he breathed, "What is it? A short sword, a long dagger?"

"Not sure, the guy that sold it to me said it was in some collection. He needed the money and I really loved it." Sandy caressed the long silvery blade. Touching the very sharp point, he reacted with surprise at the keen edge and point.


"This would glide right through you." Sandy said. "If I had to go I would like this thing run right through me."


"Really?" Jack asked.


"Imagine the feeling," Sandy continued, "You're standing there and some guy presses this into your gut, you would have no time to react, just stand there and watch as he drives it in until the point comes out your back." Sandy rubbed his bare belly, wearing one of those midriff shirts, he looked smooth and cool. Jack looked at his belly and his mind raced at the thought. His sex began to harden at the thought. He thought that he could see Sandy's bulge growing too.


"This really turns me on!" Jack blurted out. He never thought that he would admit this to anyone, he had always been turned on by movie scenes where guys got stabbed, shot with arrows or spears, wow!


"I've thought about this kind of thing a lot." Sandy admitted. I am turned on by guys getting it in the gut, chest, even getting it through the back."


"Can I see it?" Jack asked.


"Sure." Sandy said handing him the weapon, handle first.


"Taking the handle in my hand like that feels so cool, makes me want to run you through, just to know what it would feel like." Sandy's manhood began to throb in his jeans. Imagining the sleek blade entering his soft flesh really was getting to be more of a turn on than he could have imagined. Having Jack standing in front of him, holding the weapon with the sharp point only a couple of inches from his tender belly.


"This is too much!" he admitted. "It would be so cool if you just shoved it through me. Just to do it."


Jack's hands were beginning to shake. The long, sharp weapon, the vulnerable, hard young body just begging to be invaded with the beautiful, cold steel shaft. Sandy rubbed his belly and closed his eyes.


"Too bad it's not legal." Sandy said. His voice was almost a moan. Jack felt his balls tingle. "Oh God, I never felt anything like this before." Jack gasped.


Sandy's eyes snapped open. Jack was rubbing his own belly, sweat was forming on his tanned body. He still held the sword by the handle but the point had touched Sandy's tender abdomen.


"Ooohh. That felt wild! Do that again." Sandy begged.


Jack touched the sharp point to Sandy's abdomen. He watched as Sandy's body quivered. Goose bumps raised on both youth's arms.


Sandy's senses could take it no more. His stomach knotted as he began to feel his testicles burning. He was going to have to do something soon or he was going to blow a load in his jeans.


The sensations exploded unexpectedly. The shockwave of pain searing through his abdomen, the pain of the blade exiting his back, the shuddering gasp, Jack's awed, and confused expression. He had been stabbed!


Stumbling back against a railing, Sandy looked with shock at the handle protruding from his gut.


Jack had let go of the handle and was standing, mouth gaping open, looking at what he had done.


"Oh God, Oh God!" He gasped, "I'm sorry, Oh my God, I'm sorry."


Sandy grasped for the blade. Pulling on the handle, it easily slipped out of the wound a few inches, his body shuddered at the pain. Pulling the blade back in his gut, he started to crave the powerful sensations it produced.


"Here," he said, "Push it in and out, real slow."


Jack couldn't believe it. He grabbed the handle and shoved it in slowly until the hilt pressed against Sandy's tanned belly. Sandy leaned against the railing and breathed heavily as the blade entered his body again. Pulling, he was amazed at the ease that the blade glided with. He began to speed up the rhythm. In - out -in - out - in.


"Finish it," Sandy gasped. "Through the heart." He slid to the floor. As he fell, the blade came completely out of his body.


"Do it here," Sandy urged touching his right side near the bottom of the rib cage. "Stick it in here, go slow, clean through the heart."


"Oh God, Ok, I'll do it." Jack answered.


His hands were shaking badly. He stuck the point of the long weapon into Sandy's side. Sandy gasped as the blade continued in. Bile started leaking out through the wound as he continued slowly in. Sandy could feel the blade cutting it's way through his liver, stomach and piercing his lungs. Any moment now he would feel the sharp steel enter his pounding heart. Jack's shaking hands added to the sensuality. His sex exploded in his jeans, convulsing and throbbing, searing waves of sexual energy enveloped his being. "Ohhhh." He moaned. Jack was having his own problems. His crotch hurt.. His member wanted out of the tight confines, his balls were on fire and every nerve in his body tingled with a strange sensation.


The point of the blade touched Sandy's heart. A new wave of terror and ecstasy washed over Sandy's body. Each pounding beat cut and tore at the vital tissue, shredding the pump to a useless mass of flesh. Sudden waves of cold and darkness washed over Sandy's being. It was over. The darkness and cold welcomed him.


Jack watched as Sandy's stare went vacant. He was awed by the sensations he was feeling. Twisting on the weapon, he saw no reaction from Sandy's still body. The stomach wound no longer bled.


Vague thoughts of reality started to wash into his mind. Arrest, trial, guilty of murder. Life in prison? Death penalty?


"NO" he screamed, ripping the blade from Sandy's body. "NO. They won't do that, I won't let them."


Placing the point of the weapon against his upper abdomen, at the base of the ribs, he looked at Sandy's bloody corpse. "Hold on, Sandy." He said. "I'm coming."


Pulling with all his might, Jack drew the blade deep into his body. Gasping at the pain, he felt the shaft pierce his heart. His sex exploded with incredible violence. Volley after volley fired as he convulsed, kneeling at Sandy's side. Suddenly he stiffened. His body rigid with shock toppled over forward onto Sandy's, driving the point out through his back just inches below his neck.


Twitching and jerking, his body thrashed for only a few moments before laying still.


In the darkness, Jack started searching for his friend.


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