Story: The Contest. Part 1..

[Brian2012]

The Crowd cheered with delight as the vicious monster Behemoth walked slowly back to it’s lair. They had just witnessed the latest contest where sexy young men were pitted against the monster. The odds were stacked against the poor guys and it always ended with Behemoth devouring his victims.
After the latest conquest the King gathered his Captain and ordered him to go to the Earth and find another strong contestant. Without asking a question the Captain nodded saluted and gathered his men. They left their land of Kanda and walked through the portal that would take them to Earth.
Once there they set their trap and waited.

The four friends walked through the woodland, they’d just finished playing football and had used this route many times as a short cut. They had no reason to think today was going to be any different. But they were wrong.
As they walked along laughing and joking with each other one of them activated a trap and they were completely surprised when a net shot up from the ground and lifted them all into the air. As they settled in the net they saw some strange soldiers approaching them.
“Hey help, help, get us down please” they began to scream. The soldiers stopped beneath the nets and began to laugh hysterically at the helpless lads. There laughter soon subsided and they began to gradually lower the net. As it hit the ground the lads shouted “Hey, help us out of here please. Thanks” as the net was removed the four lads stood up and brushed themselves down. Before they could get a chance to say anything the soldiers grabbed them by the arms. Shouts of “Hey get the fuck off me” and “What are you doing” rang out. They stood flanked by the soldiers and finally a man dressed in a flamboyant uniform appeared. He was the soldiers captain.
He welcomed the lads and they didn’t appear scared they stood wandering what was going on. One of the lads asked what was happening and the captain told them to be silent and told them to be patient plans had been made for them. They looked at each other puzzled and worried.
They were ordered to give their names the first young lad told the captain his name was Billy. The Captain patted him and told him not to worry, he then moved on to the next guy and asked him the same question. But this chap replied “Fuck You” he appeared to be cocky and aggressive and refused to give his name. The Captain said “Maybe you want to die now and produced a small pistol.” “Alright my names Ruffy” replied the guy. The Captain squeezed his cheeks and said “Don’t be funny boy, what’s your real name?” “Ok, ok Sam Ruff” replied the lad. “That wasn’t to difficult was it” answered the Captain. The two other lads gave their names as Shea and Sam Fitzpatrick and were slightly taller then the other two. The Captain thought two Sam’s this will be interesting.

Suddenly the Captain ordered all four to strip to their underwear. The lads looked back at him with anxious and puzzled looks and the cocky aggressive lad Sam Ruff shouted back “No way, you lot must be fucking gay.” the infuriated Captain approached him and screamed “Do it or I’ll kill you, your not in a position to say no.” and he held the gun to Sam Ruff’s head and cocked the trigger. Sam Ruff began to panic. Sam Fitzpatrick using his common sense diffused the situation and quickly said “Ok, ok, we’ll do it.” He began to undress and the others soon followed him.
They all stood their in just their underwear and the Captain inspected them he approached Billy and looked him over. Billy had short dark hair that was shaved on both sides of his head and a tough boy face, his torso was athletic and tight with a nice set of pecs and toned abs. his legs were nice with amazing thighs that had small dark hair protruding from them. He wore only a pair of black boxers.
The captain then moved onto Shea, he was taller then Billy and a good looking lad, he had dark brown hair that was cropped and styled at the front. His body was slim and athletic with nice lean legs that led up to his white boxers. The Captain said “You could be a model.” Shea looked at him gave him a smile and winked. The Captain laughed as he walked away.

He then moved on to the aggressive lad Sam Ruff, he was about 5’08’’ tall and off a stocky build, he had blondish brown hair with a nice athletic body, his pecs were nice and his tough abs looked a treat. His white boxers led down to his legs which were good to look at with powerful thighs and he had a tattoo of Chelsea FC’s badge on the outside of his right shin. In an aggressive manner he said “If you touch me I’m gonna do you”
The Captain laughed as he walked away and thought “I can’t wait for you to die”

Finally he inspected Sam Fitzpatrick , he was about 6 feet and had a slim but nice athletic body, he had short blonde hair with a nice smooth torso, he had two swallow tattoos just above each pec and below the shoulder. His legs were nice and fine blonde hairs were clearly visible on his lower legs. He wore a black pair of Armani boxers.

The Captain again said “You could easily be a model” and at this point Sam Ruff interrupted “Model, ha, he’s a boxer.” The captain asked if this was true and Sam nodded. The Captain replied “Good, that should come in handy later.” and slapped his nice warm chest.
He walked away and then turned and faced the four worried lads and said “Right. The reason that you were caught is simple. Four needs to become one. You will fight each other to the death. Winner stays on. Last man standing wins. The only weapons available are what you can find and obviously your bare hands.”
The four friends looked at each other terrified and then began to eye each other up. Their stares soon ended as the Captain shouted “Its time to begin, we will randomly draw the first fight.” Each boy hoped their name would be the last one in the hat which gave them a better chance of survival. The first name out was Sam Ruff, he gulped with worry and started to shake. The Captain pulled out his opponents name is was Billy.
They stepped forward and the soldiers formed a large circle around them Shea and Sam Fitzpatrick stood and watched knowing they would soon be standing in the middle. Both lads eyed each other and the Captain gave the order to start. Billy tried to throw a punch at Sam Ruff who threw one back catching Billy on the arm. He turned to run away and Sam Ruff chased him and did what can only be described as a perfect sliding tackle on Billy. Billy fell to the floor and Sam Ruff jumped onto his back. Billy clawed at the ground and tried to buck Sam Ruff off him, but Sam Ruff grabbed a piece of rope that was nearby and flung it around Billy’s neck and pulled it tight. Billy’s upper body shot backwards as Sam Ruff strangled him, he kicked his legs back and up trying desperately to kick Sam Ruff in the back, his body wrestled violently under Sam’s weight. His arms flayed about and he clawed at the rope that was digging into his neck, through gritted teeth he begged “I don’t wanna die, stop please” But Sam Ruff continued his face was going red and Billy made gasping sounds. His body shot backwards and went rigid his hips thrust upwards, he let out a long groan and went limp. His head fell forwards prevented from hitting the dirt because Sam Ruff was still holding the rope tightly around Billy’s neck. Sam Ruff let go and the Captain shouted back “don’t let go yet, keep holding it tight.” so Sam Ruff resumed his grip. Billy’s body remained motionless and then suddenly jolted. It did this a couple of times. Sam Ruff was then told to release his grip and stand up. He complied with the order and walked away from his dead friend. The Captain approached Billy’s corpse, he lay face down, with his face planted firmly in the dirt. The rope still wrapped tightly around his neck. The Captain lifted his head and saw that Billy’s eyes were wide open and his tongue stuck out from his mouth. He checked for a pulse and couldn’t find one. He then slapped Billy’s exposed thigh and walked away. The warm body continued to convulse in death.

Sam Ruff looked ecstatic and was congratulated by the Captain who drew the next name from the helmet. He said “Sam Ruff you will be fighting Sam Fitzpatrick. Sam Ruff looked really worried. The Sam Fitzpatrick stepped forward and the two squared up to each other. Although these two were mates Sam Ruff was determined to win, he had no intention of dying today and would play dirty if he had to. Sam Fitzpatrick took up a boxers stance and threw jabs at Sam Ruff. Sam Ruff’s intention was to take Sam Fitzpatrick to the floor and charge in to grapple with him. But Sam Fitzpatrick was switched on and threw a great punch that connected with Sam Ruff’s chin and he quickly fell to the floor. Sam Fitzpatrick climbed onto Sam Ruff’s chest and looked down at his opponent.

He could see Sam Ruff was clearly worried and frightened and felt his body trembling underneath him, his Adam’s apple swallowed with worry. Sam Fitzpatrick brought his fist down and continued to hit Sam Ruff, who was calling out for mercy, his bare legs flayed underneath the boxer. His underwear rising up with each movement.
Sam Fitzpatrick then saw a rock and picked it up, he held it up above Sam Ruff’s head. Sam Ruff pleaded for his life “Sam, we’re mates. We’ve know each other for years you don’t have to do this.” Sam Fitzpatrick looked Sam Ruff square in the eyes and then looked over at Billy’s dead body. He looked back at Sam Ruff and thought about his pleas, he gave one last glance at Billy. He failed to see Sam Ruff was about to attack him in the stomach but before he could Sam Fitzpatrick brought the rock crashing down on Sam Ruff’s temple. He repeatedly smashed the rock into Sam Ruff’s head, his screams filled the air, blood splashed from each strike and his Sam Ruff’s body jolted under the blows. Sam Ruff’s body went limp and his arms hit the floor. Sam Fitzpatrick dropped the rock and the Captain screamed to make sure he was dead. Sam Fitzpatrick placed his hands around Sam Ruff’s thick neck. Sam Ruff’s eyes followed his every movement, he tried to speak. The Captain urged Sam Fitzpatrick to finish Sam Ruff off, but he couldn’t do it. He refused and sat next to the withering body. The Captain walked over to Sam Ruff and looked down at him. Sam Ruff begged fro mercy and the Captain said “I’m going to enjoy this” and produced his pistol. Sam Ruff’s eyes filled with fear as the Captain put on against his head and pulled the trigger. Sam Ruff jolted on the ground as the bullet entered his brain. Blood trickled from the bullet wound on the side of his head. “Has anyone every told you you’re a wanker” the Captain said as he kicked Sam Ruff’s fresh corpse.
As he walked away he shouted “If you want to life you better buck your ideas up” to Sam Fitzpatrick.

The Captain called Shea forward and said “Two left, one must die fight.” As they were playing for high stakes Shea immediately attacked Sam Fitzpatrick and attempted to throw a few punches at his friend. Sam easily dodged these and launched himself at Shea grabbing him around his waist and taking him to the floor. Both lads fought each other on the ground, their bare bodies fighting for their lives. The sound of bare flesh slapping against each other filled the air. Sam managed to get Shea into a headlock. Shea was squirming and trying desperately to free himself. Sam held tight and Shea was going red in the face. As he groaned and tried to free himself Sam Fitzpatrick suddenly twisted his arms and broke Shea’s neck. The sickening sound of Shea’s neck snapping echoed around the forest. Shea went limp his arms fell across Sam’s and his vacant eyes stared into nothing.
Sam cradled Shea’s neck in his arms, it was at an angle and he kept whispering “Sorry mate, I’m sorry” as he rocked back and forth.

The Captain approached Sam and asked him to stand up. A visibly shocked Sam did as he was told, and as he did he dropped Shea’s body to the floor.

He walked towards the Captain who patted him on the back and congratulated him on his victory. He said “Your prize is simple, you will come with us and live like a king, then you have to take the test. Pass the test and you will be rich beyond your wildest dreams.”
Sam was still in shock, “No, no, I want to go home.” he pleaded. The Captain explained he couldn’t yet and a solider grabbed a shocked Sam by each arm.

The Captain then told his men, “Have your fun with the bodies. Our people will feast well tonight.” Sam looked at the Captain he looked terrified, the Captain laughed “Ha, ha don’t worry. Your fine, our people will feast for some time on your friends. They eat the dead of the contests.” Sam looked sick and watched as soldiers quickly undressed and took turns in having sex with his dead friends. When they finished they picked up the bodies and their belongings and headed back through the portal to their land.
Sam Fitzpatrick was full of worry for what lay in store for him.



Part 2 will be up soon.
If readers like stories like these i'll do more when I can..

 

[Brian2012]

Forgot to add Part 2 will be added to this thread..

 

[HangTime]

Love it so far. Please continue with the next part. You write great stories.

 

[Brian2012]

The Contest. Part 2

Sam Fitzpatrick didn’t know what to expect as he followed the soldiers through the portal, he took one last look around him, he had a feeling that he would never be coming back to these parts. He was apprehensive about stepping through the large white portal that appeared he stood in front of it his body frozen in fear.
“No, no I’m not going” he said, the soldiers weren’t taking no for an answer as they pushed him in the back and through the portal.
Within a matter of seconds he found himself in another world, he looked around and was surprised to see everything was much like it was back home. The Captain turned to Sam and said “This is Kanda. It’s just like Earth although there are some minor differences.” Sam didn’t answer as he followed the Captain through the city, he was to busy taking his surroundings in, as he walked he could see people stopping and pointing as they whispered to each other.
Soon he found himself standing in front of a large building, the soldiers outside saluted the Captain and Sam was led inside. He soon found himself standing before the ruler of Kanda.
The Captain knelt in front of the ruler and when he stood up again he said “Sire, this is the new Champion from the duel.” The ruler stood up and stepped forward, he eyed Sam up and down “Congratulations , so your our new champion. You have no need to worry, you will live here at the palace for the coming weeks. Your life will be one of luxury and you will have what ever you desire. Come I will show you.” the ruler led Sam through the palace and to a large room, Sam peered inside it was everything he could wish for, it looked comfortable, had all the latest electrical equipment and a mini gym. “I hear you’re a boxer, I will set a mini sparring ring up for you and you can face the guards.” the ruler added as a treat.
Sam’s worries and fears eased, if these people wanted to hurt him they wouldn’t go to so much trouble to make his stay comfortable.
The ruler grabbed his shoulder “But first lets introduce you to your public” and he led Sam outside to a large balcony. A couple of guards took Sam and dressed him in an English flag they put a championship belt around his waist and shoved a trophy in his hand. Sam could hear the ruler as he addressed the crowd “People of Kanda, I bring you good news. We have another champion, one that has deemed himself worthy. Let me introduce Sam Fitzpatrick.”
Sam was nervous as he stepped out on to the balcony decorated in what the soldiers had just put on him, he stood next to the ruler.

He could hear the crowd cheering him and going wild. He noticed five hot young girls at the front and saw them giving him a smile. The ruler whispered “Do you like them, you can do which ever one you want, when you want” into Sam’s shell like ear. Sam gave him a warm smile and the ruler continued. “As we know, Sam had to face a contest to the death to be able to stand here before you, and he defeated three other guys. People of Kanda you will feast well tonight.”
Sam watched in horror as the bodies of his three friends were dragged out and held up before the crowd, he could see people in the crowd licking their lips at the sight of his friends before them. He then stood powerless and watched as one by one each of his friends were ritualistically dismembered and parts of their arms and legs thrown into the frenzied crowd. Their heads were left to one side and their limbless torso slid down a long slide to a group of waiting men that cut them up even further and threw the meat to the crowd. Their heads were then chucked down them to and caught in large nets by men doing fancy twirls. Each head was removed from the net and placed on a spike so the people could see Sam’s conquests.
Sam looked pale and was unable to speak, the ruler knew what was needed and he summoned one of the hot girls, she came up and led a shaking Sam back to his quarters. He soon forget about what he saw as he fucked the life out of her.

For three weeks Sam lived his life of luxury, he enjoyed using the electrical equipment and gym, he had challenged 16 guards to sparring matches in the boxing ring and was 16 wins 0 defeats. He had ridden each of the five girls many times that his tool was working overtime. He looked full of strength and vitality.
His pleasure and joy was short lived however when the guards came knocking that fateful day. “Get changed into these” their ordered and threw him a pair of tight white briefs. Sam did as he was told and got changed into the briefs, he stood there naked wearing only his white briefs, he followed the guards to the thrown room. He noticed something different today each of soldiers were dressed similar to him, wearing only a pair of tight black briefs though and their shoes. Sam could hear a lot of cheering and screaming and wandered what the noise was and where it was coming from. Little did he know it was coming the crowd sat in the stands around the pit that had come to watch him die.
Sam scanned the room and saw posters of him in a boxers pose plastered about the place.

The ruler stood beside him and Sam was flanked by two guards Chet and Chris, Chet was a handsome guy, with a sexy athletic body that was donned with tattoos and a nice pair of legs. His tribal tattoo on his right arm looked hot and he had his name tattooed on his back. His short brown hair was styled to the side. Chris on the other hand was also very good looking his body matched that of Chet’s and his legs were also excellent. They were two of the rulers favourite guards.

“People of Kanda, the time for Sam Fitzpatrick to prove himself has come, he must face the might Behemoth, if he survives this he can go free, if not you know what will happen.” the crowd erupted as Sam turned to the ruler “Hey what will happen, what’s going to happen to me?” he asked, as the floor in front of him opened up, he looked forward in shock at what was happening and without warning the ruler gave Sam a push in the back. He fell forwards and stumbled down the hole but as he did he managed to turn and grab Chet’s ankle. He pulled the unsuspecting guard down the ramp with him and the two lid into the pit. Now Chet was worried as he knew what was coming if he couldn’t get out of the pit he was a dead man. He ran back up the slid as a grated cover came over and desperately flung his arms between the bars. “Let me out, please for gods sake please let me out.” The ruler smiled at Chet and turned to take up his seat. Chet continued to beg desperately for help. Chris rushed to the ruler “Please sire, you must let him out, please don’t be an animal.” he begged. “it’s to late, he’s finished, leave him be.” was the rulers cold reply. But Chris couldn’t he couldn’t leave his lover down there to perish and threw himself at the ruler “Sire, I will do anything you desire, please let Chet out” he begged. The ruler looked at him, “Fine you go and get him, you better run. FAST” and Chris shot off to the arena door so he could get Chet.
Meanwhile Sam looked around in amazement at the amount of people looking down on him, the noise was deafening and he knew he was in trouble as he could see bones littering the floor. He looked over to see Chet desperately trying to get out. He called to him “Hey what’s going to happen to us.” Chet turned to him and shouted “You fucking bastard, you’ve gone and got me killed.”

Sam looked worried as doors at the far end of the arena began to open. Chet paused momentarily and both guys watched as the foul smelling monster they call Behemoth stepped forwards.
Behemoth was huge standing on two legs and covered in black scales, its mouth was one of horror, with long sword like death that clamped shut like a Venus fly trap, its bottom teeth coming over its front ones when its mouth was closed, Sam noticed smaller teeth inside its mouth obviously used for chewing its prey. He went weak at the knees as he saw Behemoth long thin hands and fingers.
Chet spotted a small crack where he could hide and headed towards it.

Chris dashed towards the door and pushed the soldiers who stood guard out of the way.

He struggled to get the door open.

Chet had made it to the hole he had hoped to hide in, and was in the process of going inside,

when Behemoth grabbed him in its thin hand. Chris had managed to get into the arena and stood next to Sam and the solid wooden door shut behind them. They watched helplessly as Behemoth picked Chet up and lifted the scantly dressed guard towards its foul mouth that dripped with saliva. The crowd went wild as Chet’s screams filled the arena.

He let out a loud blood curdling scream as his upper body entered the foul stinking mouth and he felt the sharp teeth biting through his skin. Chet’s body struggled violently in the monsters tight grip, his legs thrashed wildly in the air but it was hopeless as he screams fell silent and his legs dangled from the creatures mouth. The monster flung its head backwards and Chet’s bare legs shot backwards into its mouth. The sound of crunching and snapping bones filled the arena as the crowd chanted. A loud burp echoed around the arena and the crowd laughed.

A tear ran down Chris’s face as he remembered the good times he had with Chet. He thought of the partying they did the previous night.

Now Chet was dead and there was nothing he could do.
Chris suddenly realised the danger he was in and shot back towards the door as Behemoth turned towards the two remaining meals. The salvia that dripped from its mouth was now mixed with Chet’s blood and Chris banged on the door followed by Sam. But nobody would open it. They turned to face the creature as it got closer and Sam had an idea. Chris stood just in front of him wearing only his tight briefs, his hot body on show.

Sam thought about it and he shoved the unsuspecting guard in the back sending him flying forwards and tripping on debris on the floor. He rolled onto his back as he saw the creature lift its foot. He managed to let out a short scream as Behemoth brought its foot down on his head turning his beautiful face into nothing but mush. Chris’s body jolted in the air and lay limp. The creature lifted its foot as Chris’s brains dripped from its sole and it scooped up the fresh body and dropped it in its tooth filled mouth. It devoured Chris and turned towards Sam.

Sam knew he had to be brave as the crowd waited excitedly for his death. He turned to face the creature and puffed his chest out.

His cast his mind back to his friends deaths and wandered it they were better ways to die then this at leas they didn’t know what happened to them. He went to get past the creature but he was no match as it grasped hold of him its hand and lifted him off the floor. The crowd cheered louder as Sam’s body violently struggled in the creatures hand and he screamed as his head entered the mouth. But Behemoth didn’t do s it had to the guards instead it bit Sam’s head off at the neck, as the teeth sliced through his neck he felt a surge in his briefs as his erect cock fired a loud of cum as his head was severed, his headless body dangled limply in its hand. Blood spurted from the exposed neck. The monster spat out Sam’s head and it rolled across the floor, and rested on its side. Sam’s eyes were open and the head faced the creature as it slowly ate Sam’s body like it was eating a banana, taking bite after bite from the fresh corpse. Sam’s lower arms dropped to the floor as the monster ate its victim and it finally dropped Sam’s two lean legs into its dark mouth. It chewed on the body and swallowed its meal. It let out a loud burp as it walked slowly away back to its cage.

The people of Kanda got up and cheered, they saluted the ruler and sang his name, happy with seeing three deaths for the price of one. The ruler lapped up the applause.

 

[HangTime]

Looks like Kanda needs a new champion! Keep them cumming!!

 

[Brian2012]

Will update this one in between my main story.
Glad you liked it

 

[lindier]

Very erotic. Hope behemoth gets fed again soon