Drown alongside Roberto

 

 

Roberto was a hitman sponsored by Gustavo. It’s true that hitmen come and go especially in Mexico. Roberto had special qualities. He excelled in killing men underwater. For that reason Gustavo chose to recommend him to Dino to lead, organise and participate in a future swimming pool gladiator event. Dino would understand and accommodate a minor fetish—Roberto insisted on every man fighting naked. In that way their cocks and balls were free to express themselves. Roberto’s cock was usually fully erect when he swam up to kill a target. It also permitted the fighters to play with exposed balls. From time to time Roberto indulged in crushing balls. The fighters could wear coloured skull caps to identify their teams if necessary.

 

Gustavo had tasked Roberto with various executions in private swimming pools. The medical report stated that the men drowned after drinking too much alcohol and omitted the interesting detail that they were naked. Occasionally there were challenges when the targets were overweight. Roberto preferred the rookies who had fucked up. They disbelieved the order to strip, jump or be thrown into the water. On the other hand they fought ferociously for their lives. Roberto took great pleasure in ending them. His CV was confidential but presumably he had serious military marine training.

 

Both Gustavo and Dino as company organisers had access to a pool of would-be, may-be and current hitmen. They qualified as swimming pool gladiators. Selecting umpires was a different matter. From time to time contacts recommended suitable men. Mostly these were military veterans in between mercenary engagements. Fighting naked was challenging for them. Gustavo and Dino sported impressive cocks and balls; they were comfortable with swimming pool gladiators eyeing them off. The number of gladiators was flexible but mostly fifteen plus two umpires in each team. The swimming pool was big enough for such an event. There was enough water for drowning.

 

Roberto ordered the four umpires to report at the swimming pool a few days beforehand. He fitted them with black coloured skull caps. As befitting the event the five of them were naked. Roberto’s cock and balls were outsized by Tom, assigned to Gustavo’s team. This was the first surprise. The cocks and balls of Roger, Frederico and Manuel had fucked many men up to this point. Roberto announced the second surprise. All five of them would participate in and out of the pool, assisting gladiators to make a kill, executing shirkers and other fighters as applicable, and organising group actions. Roberto’s orders were tough. There would be no mercy in the swimming pool. That was clear. Their own lives were endangered but what the hell. The worst that could happen was a fighter would crush their balls and drown them. So what! Gustavo and Dino were off limits unless they chose to join in. Gustavo’s predecessor was a terminal casualty of an earlier swimming pool gladiator event.

 

Dino’s assistants attended to the practical matters of organising transport, overnight accommodation, swimming caps, towels. A separate group would remove any bodies. How would they identify the swimmers? Gustavo and Dino reluctantly agreed to assign military style neck tags for identification. This had proved inadequate at a previous event where neck tags fell off. They still need an old fashioned roll.

 

Gustavo and Dino insisted that Roberto order each team to assemble in line on opposite sides of the pool. He was to inspect them in the company of the umpires, grapple with bull sized balls and verbally comment on cocks. Gustavo and Dino in turn inspected the teams and prompted cocks and balls where necessary. A few gladiators swore under their breath but there was nothing they could do about it. The gladiators settled down to the task at hand. They were here to kill the opposing team. There was no pretence, no water polo to camouflage their mission. For what it’s worth the teams’ skull caps were coloured red or light blue.

 

To lighten up the mood a volunteer from each team walked up to the spare pool side. The two volunteers sported erect cocks which could be seen by both teams. They started by sucking each other’s cock in turn. Nice cocks. It was touch and go. The team member from Gustavo’s team inserted his cock up the arse of the opposing team member. Gustavo’s team clapped as he fucked. Dino’s team members swore that they would avenge the fucking. Roberto was pleased that the team members responded in this way. He ordered both teams to assemble at opposite pool ends. The umpires quickly outlined the opening moves. Roberto blew a whistle. The teams jumped into the water. Some members were unused to wearing dog tags; other members were pleased to feel their cocks and balls in the water. At the beginning all could stand on the floor. The pool dropped and they had to tread water and swim properly.

 

Six swimmers from both sides advanced to contact. Nothing is fair when gladiators attack one another. They both had the same idea. Two swimmers encircled an opposing swimmer; one grasped from behind as his colleague tackled and doused the target. One swimmer cried out for help when he was encircled. Umpire Manuel swam up, assessed the situation, and prompted his team members to drown the swimmer. In turn a member of Dino’s team attacked Umpire Manuel. He was foolish. Umpire Manuel was capable of looking after himself. He kicked the swimmer in the balls and then choked the target.

 

The second round of six swimmers from both sides joined the action. Roberto shouted at the swimmers to attack one another. Umpire Roger took great pleasure in tackling a target who wasn’t following team orders. The target put up a considerable fight kicking Umpire Roger in the balls. That only intensified Umpire Roger’s determination to complete the kill. This was easier said than done. Both swimmers grappled with opposing necks, swallowed water as their heads bobbed up and down into the water. Umpire Roger won this opening round but only just. Sometimes gladiators take fright in spite of their training. Two shouted for help. This was a call to arms as it were. A swimmer tackled the shouter from behind; two swimmers took turns in dousing the target. The drowning took a few minutes for both of them.

 

Frederico took offence to Tom. It was simply a personality dislike. Umpire Tom was somewhat reckless with the remaining team members. He ordered them to advance at all costs. Frederico liked ordering team members especially when they were fighting to the death. There were a number of new tactics. Two or more team members grappled with a target whom they turned upside down and doused into the water. This happened at the shallow ends. Roberto couldn’t resist interfering with one group. He grasped the balls of the upside down target, thought about it and then crushed the balls. Another team member attacked Roberto who was unprepared. They clutched each other’s balls. Touche. A swimmer grasped the team member from behind and separated the two of them.

 

Two swimmers had the bright idea of exiting the pool. No such luck. They were captured and raised in the air. The captors were unsure of what to do with them. Two captors grasped the cocks, waited for the erections and pulled hard. They wiped the cum over the chests. One chest in particular was very hairy. The cocks had spurted for the last time. The captors dumped and held them in the water.

 

Roberto swam to the side of the pool nearest Gustavo.

“Can we have a free for all?”

Gustavo nodded agreement. Roberto blew his whistle again.

“Free for all.”

 

Umpire Frederico took the opportunity to challenge Umpire Tom. They were both experienced fighters. Neither Gustavo nor Dino was prepared to lose his umpire. They both jumped into the pool and separated the two umpires. They enjoyed their position in the pool watching swimmers drowning around them. Nobody challenged them. This was a mild disappointment. However, neither was particularly impressed with Roberto as a leader, an organiser and a killer. They permitted surviving swimmers to tackle him. Four swimmers raised Roberto above their shoulders. Roberto’s erect cock was looking good. For all his hard work in organising the event it was appropriate to pull the cock. Nice spurt but let’s get to work on his balls. A smiling swimmer took hold of them, showed them and then crushed them. Roberto screamed as he was dumped upside down into the water. He lasted long enough to feel the pain and choke as the water poured down his throat.

 

Manuel took the initiative and lined up survivors as they climbed out of the pool. They fucked every available arse.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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