When they went to their favorite skating spot last week, an abandoned warehouse on the east side of town, they found a ginger kid hanging by his neck from a rafter. Looked like he’d been about 22, tall, big hands and feet. His pants had been pulled down; he was big there too. Real big. A sign hung around his grotesquely stretched neck: I WAS CAUGHT SKATING IN THIS WAREHOUSE TRESPASSERS BEWARE. A pack of cigarettes peaked out of a pocket of the jeans bunched around his ankles. They each took a smoke, carefully replaced the pack, and left quickly.
 
He gets up, puts on clean white briefs, steps on a stool. And then puts on the noose he made the night before - coarse rope against his throat, promise of death. Looks down - to do, or live? He kicks away the stool. White cotton tells the tale: a yellow soaking stream; a sagging damp brown stain; a tented bulge and spurt of cream. The twitching toes go limp, pointing to the puddle on the floor. A drop of snot and one of spunk add to the yellow-brown. The student will not go to class today.
 
the college dorm janitor stumbles across the hot jock who hung himself in the shower room, bare naked, fat cock still warm and meaty hot wet man soles to fuck, he cuts the stud down and smuggles him swiftly to his van, throws him in and takes him home for a night of wild man foot sex and cock sucking.
 
Hey all just thought I would remind everyone of this thread for them to work with and make their own stories.
 
I came home early, there was a suspicious silence in the house. In the bedroom I found him, wrapped in a garbage bag in several pieces. I took the pieces out and put them back together so I could cuddle with someone that night.
 
The uprising had been a failure. Now it was time to clean up. Dieter Stared at the 12 naked bodies, still twitching at the end of their ropes. Another few minutes they would be done and he would lower the carcasses into the truck, release the necks. Then he'd get the scaffold ready for the next crying, moaning, cursing bunch. Why were rebels always so young, strong, good-looking? Which one will he take home tonight?
 
I placed his head on the shelf into a shallow steel tray, resting on the stump as if upright. He looked completely helpless as just a little head on the shelf. "Bet you miss your body eh?" He tried to nod but could not, the liquid in the tray gurgled a little below his stump.
 
Start fans!,I nearly vommitted,16 black males,noosed and arms belted to sides waited for floor to drop.Sweat,shivvering and`100 yard stares,black mens unique sex gym sweat and fear smell.One of the guys shook spasticallyand uncontrollably beneath the noose.I steadied him with my palmsas he looked about to drop before his time.`Boss`,Boss,he said to me in a breaking and no longer typical black male voice....`youre about to go,relax your muscles I said,but his fists clenched and unclenched in fear together with his thigh muscles.....He dropped and let out a brief deep male grown,and became a man again on the rope.....16 men began to use thier muscles as they choked.......To be continued
 
Cont`d.....The muscular Ivorians throat roped shut! He took his punishment and fought,rythmically contracting his abdomen to try and force air past the rope,next he spared the energy of his locomotor muscles,thighs etc,and hung nearly still.He urinated willingly without shame.
next he instinctively incresed the oxygen to his brain by desperately locking thighs,glutes back,all muscle groups....the guy was ripped and rigid!
Suddenly his knees and thighs siezed onto the guy hanging next to him,and he could breath again.He voided bowels with a splatter and realised that he was involuntarily errect......now panic and panting began...
 
He followed me out of the bar. A well-built, bearded man, I led him behind my truck where he knelt to pleasure me. His expert mouth worked me up into a frenzy as I ran my fingers through his hair. I closed my eyes as neared my climax and breathed heavily as my hands grasped his head tightly. With a forceful burst of cum, I splattered man juice on the back of his greedy mouth and with a powerful twist I extinguished his life and let slide a fresh corpse off my waist and onto the parking lot.
 
Got my ass fucked again yesterday. He's coming back tonight... can't wait for him to enter me and take me over the edge.
From the edge I have in mind there's no return. He doesn't know that yet. He thinks he'll just button his jeans and leave afterwards.
Well, leave he will. But only after he hurries to remove all traces of what he's done, covering his tracks as best he can. In his panic he'll not notice the little phial beside me, or the strange odour which will linger. Poor guy - he'll never know...
 
He is a very thin guy always up set for his body. Then he was in bath room shirtless just touching his body unhappily . he was examining his adam's apple, veins in neck, collar bones rib cage especially his visible heartbeat. he always thought why to live with this very skinny body . that day he decided to finish his body. he took a deep breath to gather strength to kill himself . he placed knife on his throat but cant pull that. after several failed attempt he pick up a screw diver and placed above his heart where his heartbeat was clearly visible. he pulled that determined to die. he fell on floor on his back hands free. screw diver was just moving with his every heart beat as it was buried in heart. his adams apple was moving rapidly with his heavy breath. some blood started coming out of his nose & mouth. eyeball started moving up wards. movement of screw diver gradually slowed down. breathing slowed down and so movement of adams apple. eyes were wide open when his last breath come out of his body with his sad soul within one minute. his body lyed on floor only one line of blood flowing from his skinny chest to his vacuum stomach.
 
Cont`d.....The muscular Ivorians throat roped shut! He took his punishment and fought,rythmically contracting his abdomen to try and force air past the rope,next he spared the energy of his locomotor muscles,thighs etc,and hung nearly still.He urinated willingly without shame.
next he instinctively incresed the oxygen to his brain by desperately locking thighs,glutes back,all muscle groups....the guy was ripped and rigid!
Suddenly his knees and thighs siezed onto the guy hanging next to him,and he could breath again.He voided bowels with a splatter and realised that he was involuntarily errect......now panic and panting began...

Cheating realy ,but hot.
Do continue!
 
They drank the poison, stripped to underwear – Mike’s boxers white with small red hearts, Chris’s briefs small and green). They lay on the bed t where soon they’d writhe and die, and held each other’s hands. Five minutes to the first slight cramps and watering mouths. ‘It’s starting’. They kissed, embraced, Mike wrapped his legs round Chris. Ten till first Chris then Michael pissed and soiled their pants. They held each other tight. Fifteen gasping, convulsing, rolling writhing, in each other’s arms before they died entwined in filthy death. They both had come.
The mattress would need changing.
 
Just found this thread.. Great idea and what a variety of short stories (and deaths). Keep up the great work guys. BTW anyone wanna strangle me dead.. msg me. :-)
 
My roommate is so hot. I've always loved to watch him sleep, sometimes I'd kiss him or touch him but I'd be terrified of him waking up, he's straight and would freak out. So I offered him a specially made drink one night, now he sleeps and I don't have to worry about him waking up ever again!
 
After waking in a cold empty room, naked, I waited for about a day, before a large hairy man burst into the room and forcefully dragged me into a kind of kitchen, laid me on a bench face down. I struggled against his strong grip and he drew a large knife across the back of my neck, four seconds of sawing and my neck was cleanly separated. He then placed my head upright to watch him hack my body into pieces with a cleaver, starting at the feet.
 
It started off like any other great night. I had picked up a cute guy at the bar only, as I got him back to my 'pick up' apartment, it seemed more and more like he was straight. After a few minutes he passed out from his last drink, which I had spiked. I quickly stripped and pumped myself while looking at his relaxed smooth features. As I started to undress him, he stirred and opened his eyes. He saw me naked above him, undressing him and he lashed out. When I came to, I looked across at his passed out form by the couch. He had headed for the door, but not made it. His trousers were partly down his legs and his arse was perfectly outlined under his 'night out' briefs. A few more seconds and I had him out of them. His olive arse cheeks were round and full, his hole buried deep between them. I was quickly hard again at the sight of the little forest of black hair around it and sank my erection into him. He stirred again and feebly cried out. His arse clamped tightly around my cock. I picked up his briefs and slipped them around his throat and pulled. He gurgled but did not really struggle. He drooled and his arse went slack as he died. The vibration of his feet drumming on the floor made me cum. His eyes were just sexy white slits in his face. I pulled out rolled him over, using his slack mouth to clean my cock. His cock was quite thick and uncut with shaved pubes but I never got to feel it inside me. Photos, another fuck, play and disposal was my plan for tomorrow when I woke up. He was still warm so I used him for my mattress. My lips on his as I worked myself up to another orgasm...
 
was lying in bed with a massive hard on, was so horny for a hot pair of man feet, so I decided to go for a midnight walk. I decided to take a walk through Valhalla cemetery where a high school buddy whose soles I always craves had just recently gotten killed in a car wreck and had been laid to rest there. so I decided to pay him a visit at the crypt, upon arriving to my total surprise the door to the small building was ajar, so I went in.
astonishingly he was not incases into a cement enclosure, just a wooden casket with a name piece. I lifted up the lid and saw my handsome classmate, my heart pounding and my cock throbbing and spilling over with pre cum, turning red in my face, my primal urges took total control of me as I lifted his dead cold sole meat to my face and tore off his socks and inhaled the sweet scent of his dead sole meat and I took my throbbing jizz stick and violently masturbated against his meaty dead icy cold soles and had squirted out a river of man cum all over them, I had a pocket knife on me so I carved his soles from the feet themselves and relished in what I had accomplished. needless to say, now I enjoy bobby's sweet sole meat every night and have been for years.
 
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