Neri

The Island

Yeorgi had been born in Moscow, raised up under the ECO regime, he lived a life of simplicity. Like most kids he played war games as a kid and enjoyed them far more than most kids did. When the time came he joined the military and was trained as a Spetznatz. He even say some action a hostage crisis. During this crisis he was forced to kill, his first kill came as a sniper shot. The hi-tech scope showed him a partial mag-res image and he literally saw the man’s heart explode. His excited him far more than he thought it should his manhood swelling in his pants. later he was forced kill a terrorist at close range the pistol shot hit him in the chest. The man writhed on the ground for a few seconds and then went limp, Yeorgi noticed that the man’s pants were damp. The final piece of the puzzle was when he shoved his blade into a third mans chest. The man grabbed him and with a shudder shot his death load, the sensory overload also caused Yeorgi to lose his load. He had experienced his first killcum.
After this experience Yeorgi sought out combat assignments. Trying to satisfy his lust. After a time he was discharged from the military. Still finding a need to satisfy the need, he tried work as a merc and then found himself on the underground. He had grown to be a big man 6’5, 300 pounds, bearded and hairy: they naturally took to calling him the Russian Bear. He made a fairly good name for himself and he killed just enough men to keep the need at bay. One night after he had finished a large black man he was approached by a man in a suit. He offered Yeorgi a job as a body guard. It seems he was making a trip and needed a combat veteran for security, the pay was substantial so Yeorgi took the job.

He had to go through a screening, medical, Psych, and physical. The prospect of getting to see inside PhoenixTechs Domes was so thrilling he even signed papers to allow them to implant devices in his body.
The day arrived and they had been approved. They boarded a private plane and took off. Once in flight the final contracts were signed. It was then that Yeorgi found out what the business that his employer was conducting. The Phoenixtech Conglomerate operated and exclusive members only club called The Hunt. Members of this club paid millions every year in membership for the privilege of killing humans. The hunts as they were called ranged from the basic client with a gun hunts a unarmed man, too involved scenes with extras and acting. Many of the movies that got so much recognition were video captures of these hunts. Yeorgi listened and now understood why few ever seemed to return. His boss had asked for the chance to hunt a killer of men , his first time he wanted Yeorgi along to show him how it was done. Yeorgi’s cock swelled as he thought about getting to kill again.
Soon enough He and the boss were trudging through some jungle under the domes. PhoenixTech had created entire ecosystems under the domes forests , jungle, plains, and Cities of many types. Western , Roman , modern all battlefields. For the games.

Yeorgi spotted some movement he signaled the boss to stay behind him. He had been given a hunting bow and knife. He took aim with the bow drawing it back his shirt open from the sweltering heat exposed his massive hairy chest. He let the arrow fly and a thud of it hitting flesh answered. The sound of a body falling from a tree and hitting the dirt. Yeorgi quickly moved in to check and finish the kill if needed. They found the man laying in the grass blood seeping from the arrow in his left chest. His shirt was turning red . he looked at Yeorgi and said finish it. Yeorgi knelt down noticing that the man had a hard on in his pants equaling his own. He was a handsome man young perhaps 25 light hair and blue eyes. Knowing the boss was watching to see how it was done, he cupped the man’s package. The man’s face went from surprise to pain as Yeorgi shoved his blade into the man’s heart. The dead man arched up his hips grinding into Yeorgi’s hand then went still with a last ragged breath. The boss walked up his own pants showing his hardon. “so its true that some men cum when they die.” “yes many who fight do” Yeorgi replied. “I want to see” he spoke. Yeorgi understood the need, he ripped open the shirt exposing a fine smooth muscular chest , the arrow and knife the only things marring it beauty. Then he opened the trousers, a thick cock and nice balls covered in deathcum glistened. Boss moaned as he grabbed his own cock. “you want to fuck him “Yeorgi asked. “yes but he was your kill, I want to fuck the man I kill “ “if you want to fuck him I would enjoy watching” Yeorgi looked down rubbing his crotch. “yes I will do that” he pulled a cigar from his shirt and lit it puffing thick clouds. Then he stripped standing naked in front of his boss. Big thick build hair everywhere and a big cock dripping. He knelt between the man’s legs spreading them wide the cock and balls hanging loose in death, and then shove his cock inside. He started pounding it in his balls slapping against the dead ass. Puffing on the cigar, the body jiggled with each thrust, Yeorgi could hear his boss moaning and whispering “fuck him you beast” it wasn’t long before Yeorgi shot his load with lots of grunting and smoke he filled the man’s ass. Sweating he got to his feet, dripping cum he turned around to find boss standing there with his cock in hand and a large pistol pointed at Yeorgi. “what the fuck you doing’ he asked. “I’m afraid I lied to you and brought you here under false pretenses” “I have been here before and I have killed men.” “when I saw you in the arena the other night I knew I wanted to kill and fuck your beast of a body.” Yeorgi listened looking for any way out. Thinking to himself he would find out what it felt like to die now. “you could have asked to fuck you know” calmly smoking. His cock was hard again looking at the gun. “yeah but I wanted the pleasure of taking down such a big stud” with that he fired two slugs straight into Yeorgi’s heart.

Yeorgi felt the impacts and staggered back , his heart mangled, a wave of pain and pleasure washed over him ending in him shooting his deathload. As the darkness closed in he took a last draw of smoke from the cigar and fell into darkness.

Consciousness returned with a jolt, then another. He was aware of being in fluid as he woke he became aware of being in a tube filled with amber liquid, he was breathing the liquid. The tube elevated and drained away. He coughed up, lung full of fluid . The tube opened and cold air made him shiver. Someone started drying him off. He looked around he was in a large room with many tubes in it. Some were occupied other were empty. Suddenly he remembered he should be dead. Looking and feeling his chest he could find faint scars. How was this possible. A man in a white suit approached “welcome back, I am Mr. E and as soon as your ready I will explain this to you.” A little later Yeorgi was sitting in a white robe listening to Mr. E. He explained that PhoenixTech had developed several groundbreaking technologies that combine allowed them to revive a recently dead body. The tech was kept to themselves and they had created the Hunt as a way to let men experience the full range of killing and dying. The rich paid for hunts tailored to their desires, and hunters (full time killer employed by the company. Would participate in them. The scenarios varied greatly. Some like the one your boss asked for are simple, other like to play gladiator, or cowboys in the old west. The scene would be populated by hunters and regular extras. And by no means was it written in stone who would die in most of these. He then showed a video of the boss shooting Yeorgi. The two bullets were expertly aimed and the blood spurted from Yeorgi’s heart, He watched as his big body fell back trailing smoke from the cigar cum shooting from his cock. Landing with a thud. He watched the boss drag his limp body and drape it over a log so that he was ass in the air. Then Boss dropped his pants and fucked Yeorgi’s hairy ass.

“So” Mr. E smiled as the video played over again on repeat. “Can I count on you as one of my Hunters?”
Yeorgi watched as he was shot and fucked. He smiled. Looking at Mr. E count me in.

Yeorgi spent the next few days getting indoctrinated into this new life. He was informed that except for rare assignments from Mr. E he would not leave the Island. This was a security measure needed to insure that the innovative tech now inside Yeorgi’s body did not fall into wrong hands. These devices combined with the Goo Tubes were an essential part of the revival process. He was provided with an apartment and a daily living allowance. He was informed that performance in the Hunt would result in greater status and rewards.

Called into E’s office a few days later, “Yeorgi I want you to meet Ukon.” The blond muscular youth that Yeorgi had killed and fucked stood up holding out his hand. Yeorgi shook his hand stunned. “So you’re the beast that fucked me hard enough that I woke up with a sore asshole” Ukon said with a smile. Yeorgi stammered, “You are not mad?” Ukon chuckled, “If I held a grudge for every man and woman on this island that killed me I wouldn’t have any friends and a whole lot of hate.” “Trust me I will get my chance to kill you and fuck your ass”. “The only people on this Island who make enemies are the fucks that like to torture before they kill you.” He sighed. “You shot me and killed me pretty clean Yeorgi. In fact it was almost a textbook version of a kill. Mortally wounded in the first shot. Painful but not unexpected. Then the follow up with the knife to the heart. You gave me enough time to make sure I was hard from the shot then The death stroke to let me cum.” Reaching down Ukon stroked Yeorgi’s crotch. “it will be my pleasure to shepherd you through your first Hunts.” “Shepherd?” Yeorgi asked

Mr. E spoke up, “it is common practice to have an experienced Hunter to show you the ropes of the game.” “Ukon will take you into a couple of Hunts so you can see how the settings work. After that only alliances you make with each other mean anything”. “Good Hunting”.

The two men travelled through the sprawling complex that made up Phoenixtech’s Hunt facility. As they travelled Ukon gave Yeorgi some information. “the main people you need to concern yourself with are the clients and the Hunters.” “Clients vary from Corporate CEO’s looking for a thrill to hard core killers.” “They pay to play and play they do” “I have been a gladiator, outlaw, soldier, slave and others.” “the clients ask for the scene and we provide it, most as I said are looking to be the hero or villain in their own little fantasy.” “depending on the client and his requests the scenes can have some restrictions on us or none.” They entered a large space full of clothing and weapons. “This is the prop room, You and I will be joining a scene in progress. It’s in the old west so we need to get dressed for the part”. This is Jake he runs the prop room. Together Jake and Ukon found clothing and weapons for them, Ukon was wearing tight jeans boots a white shirt and black vest , a black hat and gunbelt on his hip completed the ensemble. Yeorgi had watched as Ukon stripped and changed his athletic muscular body smooth except for the bush around his cock. Yeorgi preferred bigger hairy men but secretly smiled at the thought of fucking that ass.

They dressed Yeorgi as a mountain man. Heavy fur coat and leather shirt and trousers. Ukon was also watching the big bear get dressed. As a rule he went for younger athletic types especially Asians, but there was something raw and primal about the big hairy Russian. The size of his cock reminded him how sore his ass had been. And seeing the crack of Yeorgi’s hairy ass was making him lust for his ass dead or otherwise.

Once they had their weapons , a pair of colts for Ukon, a Large knife and dragoon for Yeorgi they traveled through some tunnels. When the opened a door they were standing in an Western town complete with dust and sun. “this is what we call a fluff Hunt.” Ukon explained. “the client is a Japanese tycoon young and full of himself. He paid to be an outlaw killer and we Hunters are not allowed to kill him before he has killed one of us.” “follow me” Ukon led them through the streets, Yeorgi was surprised to see women walking along in dresses acting normally. When he asked Ukon “they are employees just like you and me, the major difference is they are here as actors and we are not supposed to target them” “oh and just so you are clear men are not exclusively Hunters and women are not just actors.” He led them inside a saloon. Men and women were drinking smoking and gambling. The only thing out of place was a monitor showing a Japanese man in black strutting around with a couple of women at his sides.
Ukon explained. “In fluff scenes we keep an eye on the client so that we will know when he has accomplished his goal, after that all bets are off and if he gets himself killed so be it.” Yeorgi got a beer listening and understanding. Ukon continued “when we are character in a story we are expected to act the part. Just like if we were making a movie. Sometimes these videos are cut into actual movies for their content and to add realism to the movie”. Yeorgi leaned in close and asked “what are the rules for sex?” Ukon smiled “Sex happens where it happens , but here are a few guidelines.” “Hunters as a rule tend to be a horny lustful lot, most are gay or bi, very few are straight as we are here for the client and if the client wants to fuck a man well… we try to use Hunters appropriate for the client. The clients are a varied lot men , women, gay and straight hell some straight clients will fuck a kill and claim it isn’t gay if he’s dead.” As far as where and when. Keep it within the setting fucking someone here should be behind closed doors. In a roman pleasure dome you fuck in the open. And lastly fucking your kill is a personal experience, not all do it.” Ukon took a drink. “for example, you fucking me and your boss fucking you out in the woods was fine no one around, if I killed you here I would be unable to enjoy your ass unless it was behind closed doors.” Ukon raised his eyebrows and pointed at the monitor. “Looks like our boys about to graduate”.
Yeorgi and the bar watched as the Jap got into it with a hunter wearing the badge of Sheriff. The Hunter was middle aged lean well built, a thick chest All to soon they went for their guns. It was clear to all watching that the sheriff deliberately moved slow. The client cleared leather and started shooting. His excitement showed as he shot all six rounds. His aim was terrible but at close range he still managed to hit the sheriff. Two rounds in his gut and two in his chest one lucky enough to have pierced the heart. The Sheriff groaned and sank to the ground. Flat on his back his cock pressed against his pants. The client stood stunned for a couple of seconds, then started jumping around whooping excitedly. The client walked into the saloon , the screen had disappeared and everyone was back in character. He started bragging about being a dangerous man and how he had killed the man with skill. The room tried to ignore him and let him celebrate. Yeorgi felt someone nudge him. He turned around and looking down saw the client staring at him. “Fuck, you’re big”. Swigging his beer: “You know I killed the sheriff, and I could kill you too if I wanted. Yeorgi looked at Ukon who smiled and nodded, his hand pretending to be a gun. “What you say fucker you want to go outside and die? “ He giggled and setting his drink down undid his pants, he pulled out his cock which was swollen and hard. “What you do with that” Yeorgi asked, not impressed by the man’s tool. The client just giggled and started to piss on Yeorgi. Yeorgi went for his gun and the client went for his, The client was faster as Yeorgi had his big pistol in his belt. The client pulled and putting his gun against Yeorgi’s chest pulled the trigger. It clicked. He had emptied the gun into the sheriff and forgot to reload. Yeorgi finished pulling his pistol aimed and shot. The gun kicked and sent a .44 slug through the man’s chest ripping through his heart as it exited his back. The client fell like a tree still pissing when he landed.

The bar clapped and with the client dead everyone started to return to their normal routines. Shortly a couple of men in white showed up and carted the body off for reviving.

Ukon led them back to the prop room where they turned in the weapons. Ukon spoke with Jake. Then turning to Yeorgi. “ we have a special request” He stripped down naked. His well formed muscled body making Yeorgi hard. He smiled and nodded that Yeorgi should strip as well. A little self conscious do to his hardon he stripped. Soon enough they were standing there naked, one fair well muscled smooth with a nice cock also hard. The other huge muscled hairy and hard as a rock with a pair of balls to be envious of. Jake showed up and handed them cloth. Ukon draped it over one shoulder and tied it at the waist. Then Yeorgi realized it was a toga. He put his on and they left for the site.

The scene was a roman affair, The Client was hosting an orgy and fight. Yeorgi and Ukon were there standing beside the client slaves for his use. They watched men and women fucking and sucking, man on woman, woman on woman and man on man. After a time the client called for the fighters. Two men entered the room naked. One was well built average height but with broad shoulders and a well developed chest, body hair that ran from across his pecs down into a dark belly hole and connecting the treasure trail to his bush. Where a sizable cock hung semi hard. His opponent was a Asian about the same size not as built but with the muscled body of a fighter. His skin tan and smooth, the only hair around his cock.

The client bid them to drink of a potion he used to make the fighters perform better. They drank and shortly both were facing each other cocks hard as rocks.

They were armed with dual short swords. When the signal was given they engaged. Steel rang on steel as they thrust ,parried, slashed and riposted. Both were well trained. Their cocks bobbing as they danced. Yeorgi watched with interest, his own cock hard and lifting his toga. He noticed some slaves bring in a strange box. Suddenly the Asian spun fast kicking the other man across the face, as he staggered back. The Asian shoved both his sword into the man’s chest. Eyes wide he shot his load and collapsed on the floor. The crowd applauded and then the men moved in, they took the strange box and placed it over the dead man’s cock. After a few min of whirring they removed it and carrying over to the client they opened it up and pulled out a 3d printed image of the dead man’s cock and balls, perfect in every detail. Taking his trophy, he signaled for them to take away the body. Yeorgi was so caught up in watching that he was startled when a hand grabbed him by the cock. Ukon had a hold of his hard manhood. “Time for you and I to provide the show that he requested Yeorgi, it appears you are up for it.
The client stood and handed then cups, “Drink”, then Ukon led Yeorgi to a side area with a bed. “The Client would like to watch you fuck me again, but this time I will be alive to enjoy it. He was very impressed by your debut performance.

The client sat in a chair as Ukon guided Yeorgi to the bed and gently pushed him down. Yeorgi’s cock was throbbing as Ukon pulled his toga off over his shoulders.

Laying back his cock hard and standing. His balls hanging low heavy. The client whispered “Magnificent specimen of male Virility” Ukon dropped his toga and straddled the big man. Lowering himself onto the massive cock. Both men groaned Ukon with a hint of pain as he slowly took in the cock, Yeorgi in pleasure. Once Ukon was fully down he started to move his hips and slowly moved up and down. Yeorgi was feeling euphoric something in that drink was making him hyper horny and Ukon’s movements were stimulating him. Ukon continued using his legs to move his ass on Yeorgi’s cock leaning forward he rubbed the furry belly and massive chest playing with Yeorgi’s nipples which were big and hard. The client watched slowly jacking off, knowing it was all being recorded. Both men were moaning as they fucked, Ukon could feel the cock inside him throbbing. He massaged the big meaty pecs as he rocked. Feeling the big man’s cock he knew that the climax was close. He lay on the big bear his ear against the furry chest he could hear the big heart thumping. Yeorgi’s hand were on his back rubbing as he moaned. Out of sight of the big bear Ukon pulled a blade from a secret hole. Carefully he massaged Yeorgi’s left pec the nipple hard the big slab of hairy muscle flexing as Yeorgi rubbed his back. The with precision he lifted the pec just enough that it let him slide the thin blade between Yeorgi’s ribs.

Yeorgi was in heaven, Ukon was fucking his manhood expertly and the attention he gave Yeorgi’s nipples and chest were like fire . moaning he felt his load about to explode. Then a sharp pain like fire in his chest, his eyes widened as he felt the cold steel sink into his chest. He felt his cock explode shooting cum deep inside Ukon The fire of pleasure burned from his cock and heart as the steel found it. Yeorgi clutched Ukon against him as the most intense orgasm he had ever felt washed over him. The euphoria he had been feeling enveloped his consciousness and he slipped into darkness.

Ukon felt Yeorgi’s load shoot into his ass as the big man clutched him tight against his body. Shuddering in orgasmic death, he could hear the big heart falter and stop. The arms that had been holding him tight slid off to flop on the bed. Leaning up he looked into the dead bears face a slight smile and look of wonder on his bearded face. The blue eyes staring. He got up off the bear as the client wanted his trophy. Once again the 3d printer was placed on Yeorgi’s crotch. And went to work. The drug the client had placed in the drink made sure that Yeorgi’s cock would not go soft in death for a hour or so. Once the machine was done the client removes the 3d copy of Yeorgi’s massive cock and balls. “Would you like a copy for yourself Ukon” he asked Ukon nodded yes. After another copy was made the client left. Ukon looked at the massive bear laying there. He signaled for a couple of the other slaved and they helped him, they held the man’s big hairy legs for him so that he could return the favor Yeorgi had given him. Getting between the legs he pushed his hard cock inside the hairy ass. Once again he began to rock , this time thrusting his cock in and out. Yeorgi’s still rock hard cock and big balls rubbed against his belly. The men holding the legs smiled enjoying the sight of Ukon fucking the big bear. Ukon watched the body roll and jiggle as he thrusts into it. Feeling the soft fur and hard nipples, the knife still sticking out of the chest looked perfect and soon he moaned loudly and shot his load into the dead ass. When he was done , he stood and the slaves let the legs fall back. Ukon grabbed his trophy and smiled . he would enjoy watching the replay with Yeorgi when he was up and about again. And the game would continue…