Saturday, November 18, 2017

The pleasure fields

        Skie and Kieran were two bonnie lads from Castlebar Ireland.  These two soccer hooligans were known for causing havoc in the town.  Anytime the snugboro united team won, these two were guaranteed to destroy something.

         They often spent their time drinking away at McHales Pub before their shenanigans in town.  They would vandalize, steal, assault, whatever gave them their fix.

        Luckily, for the townsfolk, there was a daily reprieve when the two guys would go jogging in the countryside.  

        They loved to show off their bodies, especially to each other, as they were fit lads.  Most people didn't care about who sexy the two punks were.  Their personalities were rotten to the core.  So, this meant they only had each other to admire the other's physique.

        One evening, the two donned masks, snuck into the home of the school's headmaster and had sex with his wife.  She was a willing participant, but was unaware that they were filming her.  

        That evening, the video was posted on the school's website.  Everybody in town saw the video and the headmaster was quite peeved.

        The next morning, Skie and Kieran went on their daily jog in the hills.  They were excited about the blowback from the last evening's affair.

        After an especially long jog, the two laid down in the grass to relax.  Sweat poured down their handsome bodies as they complimented each other on every ripple in their chest, arms, and abs.

        They laid back and closed their eyes, letting the sun warm their faces.  Little did they suspect that the headmaster's sons were slowly and quietly approaching.

        The two hooligans were awakened from their rest by cold steel being pressed against their  belly buttons.  They opened their eyes with a start.

        All they heard was "this is for our mum."  with a heavy shove, the blades, penetrated their skin and ripped into their bowels.


        Both of the guys gave a heave, trying to get up, but they were pinned to the ground.  They cried out and grabbed the hilts sticking out of their abs.

        Their bodies flexed and flailed as they tried to dislodge the blades.  With over half the blades buried in the soil behind them, their attempts were all in vain.

        Kieran even reached out to the headmaster's sons, begging them to help him.  One of them just placed his foot in the blade and shoved it in deeper.

        Kieran let out a scream from the painful current that ripped through his body.  The two brothers watched as the local punks squirmed and writhed on the ground.  When their movement finally slowed, they each yanked the blades out of the two young men.

        Skie and Kieran each gave out a finally choking cough and their handsome bodies laid still.

 

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