A few years ago I posted a story with this theme on Zambianmeat.com, and several guys requested a sequel. M3Mayhen was kind enough to let me post it here a few weeks ago as well, and I also got some positive feedback. One reader suggested maybe celebrating the host’s retirement show. I thought that was a good idea, so here’s the result. Let me know if you have thoughts or other suggestions. My aim is to write stuff guys can get off on who enjoy snuff and torture themes, I do fantasizing myself as the willing victim. I’m always appreciative of feedback – positive or not.
The opening credits began to run for a special episode of the hit series Thrill Kill Live! The show was celebrating ten years at the top of every rating, whether traditional TV or internet. It was the ultimate cash cow for the Fox network, and its creator and host, Kevin Strand, was a major celebrity. But after ten years of hosting, Kevin had announced his intention to retire, and the network had heavily promoted this final episode under Kevin’s leadership, including the promised introduction of an as yet unnamed new host. Viewership was massive, the studio was packed, and everyone had great anticipation for a terrific presentation. Kevin’s simple formula of interviewing, torturing, killing, and ultimately selling the meat of good-looking young male losers, all on live TV, was a proven hit. Clearly, the show would continue. It was the ideal combination of entertainment and public service.
The stage was set to feature a large wrestling mat, and as soon as the credits finished two extremely athletic males walked onto the stage. They appeared even younger than their 17 years, but were exceptionally muscular and attractive. Each was naked, and each sported a decent-sized erection. They walked to the two sides of the mat and stood still, facing each other. Both looked very serious as they stared at each other, ignoring the audience.
Once the young males were in place the announcer began his usual introduction: “Welcome everyone! It’s that time of the week, and it’s another exciting show. But this one is even more amazing than usual, a two hour episode to celebrate ten years of Kevin’s great creativity and leadership and to introduce our new host for the next ten years. So, with no further ado, HERE’S KEVIN!”
The audience went nuts as Kevin walked on stage. While he usually started the show wearing one of the expensive leather outfits he loved, which were made from the skin of some of the show’s “participants,” this time he was completely naked. Kevin was 31 years old, having dreamed up and started the show when he turned 21, but his body looked much younger. He kept himself fanatically fit, and had the benefit of an extraordinary body to work with. It was no wonder he was so popular, and he had used his popularity, and the show, to become very rich. The line of clothing made from the skin of young males he’d killed was just one of many cross promotions, and the meat sold after the show each week went for a huge premium. Moreover, he had started related enterprises to increase his source of meat, with local contests designed to promote the show and also provide lots more young male “participants” whose bodies could be butchered and sold after their 15 minutes of fame (and their worthless lives) were over. It was profitable local entertainment that served the moral good of reducing the population of these young troublemakers. That’s why he had decided to retire, so he could focus more time on the ever-changing cadre of young male volunteers, prisoners, and slaves he owned and loved to torture, kill, and turn into a useful combination of meat and other byproducts. His plan was to continue those highly profitable and worthwhile endeavors, but he had grown tired of the public spotlight. It was practically impossible for him to even go to a restaurant without some depressed, cowardly, male asshole asking Kevin to kill him on the spot or to be selected for the show. While Kevin enjoyed turning losers into meat, and always obliged the requests (with a knife thrust into the gut, since that would be quite painful, relatively slow, but always fatal), it was very intrusive of his privacy and got in the way of his own priorities.
“Welcome everyone,” Kevin began, “and I hope you all enjoy this very special show. As you know, I have sold my rights to the show and I am turning over the hosting duties to someone else. You will meet him shortly – and so will I. My producer, Robert Gray, and I thought it would be more fun to keep everyone in suspense as to the identity of the new host, even including me. So we’ll all be surprised to learn who the new host turns out to be, and to watch as he and I work over whoever tonight’s main attraction turns out to be – that’s also a surprise.
“But let’s start out with an extended version of our usual opening set, and this one is really special. My guests are Tony and Mike, and they are both 17 years old. Many of you have asked for younger meat, and we’re here to meet your desires! But what’s really exciting is that we have combined with our colleagues at Fox Sports to provide a combination event. You see, Tony and Mike are high school wrestling champions, and had been set to compete for the state championship even though they are only juniors in high school. These are really talented athletes, and they are very aggressive. Better yet, they have grown up in the same schools and they have come to hate each other. So my friends on the sports side came up with a terrific suggestion. Instead of the usual boring high school wrestling contest, why not feature them as our opening act, letting them fight to the death, with the winner fucking the dead body of the loser and getting to eat his cock? We paid their parents a little money and got their permission, and the proceeds from this part of the show will help their high school build a much-needed new gym. Each of the boys expects to win, and given their intense hatred for each other they were both immediately on board with the proposal. It was an “everybody wins” idea that just makes too much sense not to pursue. OK, maybe not everybody wins. We’ll have a dead body here pretty soon that we will butcher and sell for meat, but by definition the dead kid will have been a loser and his body will be better used as meat snacks for our audience and maybe some leather boots.”
Kevin turned to the two boys, who were still glaring at each other, and stroking their cocks to keep them aroused. Besides being exceptional young athletes, they were also exhibitionists who loved showing off their beautiful young bodies. In fact, they had often persuaded the principal to let them wrestle nude during the regular season, and that was always approved once they agreed to suck him off and let him fuck their cute young assholes.
“OK guys, let’s start by getting a little more info on you. I understand you really dislike each other, and wonder why. Tony, let’s start with your side of the story. What’s you beef with Mike?”
‘Mike ruined my relationship with my boyfriend Larry. Larry is 19 and wants to be with me, so I can serve him, but Mike turned Larry in for fucking a minor and now Larry has to stay away from me or get arrested. Mike is just jealous, since Larry prefers fucking me over fucking Mike, and I want vengeance.”
Kevin next handed the microphone to Mike. “That’s bullshit. If Larry had any taste in guys he’s prefer making out with me over Tony. I know he really enjoyed himself when I let him fuck my ass and drink his cum. But Larry is just an egotistical college kid who likes to throw his weight around and take advantage of his status. I don’t give a shit about him or Tony, and once I finish killing Tony in this match I think I’ll figure out a way to capture and torture Larry to death just for fun. And I’ll eat his cock too.”
“Wow,” observed Kevin. “You two have a great grudge going, and I have no doubt you’ll finish it tonight. So let’s get at it.
“You know the rules. You have to stay on the mat, and if you step off it I get to whip you until you get back on. There is no referee, and there are no limits on what you can do to each other while you fight. The match ends when one of you is dead. But to be victorious, the winner ahs to fuck the loser, sending a load of cum up the ass of the carcass. The winner also has to chew the cock off the dead loser and swallow it. We know both of you are gay, so I doubt those requirements will be much of a problem. And we’ve pumped a lot of Viagra into your oversexed bodies, so you will likely keep those hard-ons during most of the match. We think that will make it more fun to watch, and we hope you try to rip them off. If the survivor has lost his cock during the match he won’t be able to fuck the dead meat, so he’ll die too. Our rules are strict. Finally, we want you each to drink the bottle of water on the table near you. When one of you dies, we want to watch the animal piss all over himself. Our viewer surveys tell us that’s really a popular feature of the show.
“So, do you understand the rules?” Both boys nodded, not saying anything. Kevin then signaled for them to drain the bottles of water, which they quickly did, and then directed them to the center of the mat. There was no shaking hands, or other civilities. At Kevin’s signal, the two naked young animals went after each other with a ferocity that surprised even Kevin and that delighted the audience. They especially tried to get to each other’s cocks, which obediently protruded in front of each boy and presented a great target. While neither was able to rip off the other guy’s cock, they each landed very effective blows to the genitals, which resulted in loud cheers from the audience. Bets had been placed both in the studio and at home, so the audience cared who own. And, of course, that meant more money for the show and for the network.
It quickly became clear the two boys were very evenly matched. As they wrestled, first one and then the other would be pinned on the mat, but then he would quickly recover and the fight would continue. Of course, pinning didn’t matter – there was only one scoring criterion. Also, the boys realized the mat was not quite as large as the usual wrestling area, so they sometimes landed off its edge. That added to the fun, as Kevin was very athletic himself and able to use his whip to inflict some pain on the errant athlete. That’s why he had decided to be naked for the match. And Kevin had selected his favorite whip, which was designed to draw blood as it lacerated its victim’s skin. Thus, as the fight preceded both boys suffered lacerations that were bleeding nicely and adding to the entertainment. The blood and sweat, in turn, made the mat more slippery and meant they were more likely to slide off, again adding to the fun. Their anger at each other now also included anger at Kevin, which naturally added to his personal enjoyment. He was not only sporting a somewhat harder erection, but his own beautiful naked body was sweating almost as much as the two boys.
As the fight went on, it appeared Tony began to fade a bit. Clearly, he had slipped off the mat many more times than Mike, and bore the resulting scars from the whippings. The turning point of the fight happened when he slid off the mat on his back, and an unusually brutal stroke from Kevin’s whip hit his chest squarely on his left nipple, distracting him with the pain. As Tony moved back onto the mat it gave Mike the chance he needed, and Mike was able to grab Tony’s right arm and bend it backwards to break it at the elbow. Tony screamed in pain to the delight of the audience (especially those who had bet on Mike), and a look of fear came over his face. But Mike didn’t move in for the kill just yet. He first maneuvered so that he could reach Tony’s left arm, and without the use of his right Tony was unable to stop him. Mike saw his opening and in no time had also managed to break Tony’s left arm. Tony was in severe pain and now very distracted. He was a superb wrestler, but not used to this kind of pain or the loss of the use of his arms. Mike moved in again and tripped Tony, grabbing his leg as he fell. Mike’s strength was impressive, and with a quick sidestep he was able to break the leg at the knee. Tony was now pretty much helpless, and Mike had no trouble managing to break the other leg. Tony was screaming, and begged for mercy. That was music to Mike’s ears (and Kevin’s), and Mike took a moment to spit in Tony’s face. The hatred was indeed intense, and Mike wanted to prolong Tony’s agony and humiliation.
Mike did not yet finish off his enemy. Instead, he focused on more of Tony’s limbs, and enjoyed himself breaking bones. Mike broke both wrists, yanked the arms from the shoulders to dislocate them, and particularly seemed to enjoy further breaking the legs at the knees and ankles. Mike then turned to Kevin:
“I want to make a wish and then break his legs at the crotch. Would you like to help by grabbing one leg while I grab the other?”
The result of the fight was clear, and Kevin was more than happy to oblige. So he and Mike each grabbed a leg, and Tony’s body was broken like a wishbone at Thanksgiving. But Mike wasn’t done yet.
“May I borrow your whip?” Mike asked politely, his anger at Kevin replaced by his sense of triumph. Once again, Kevin was delighted to oblige, and soon Mike was vigorously lacerating Tony’s back and butt as he lay on the mat, his body a bleeding contorted caricature of the beautiful young male he had been. Mike then turned him over so he lay on his back and then applied the whip to the chest and belly. It was a testament to Tony’s youth and fitness that he was still alive, let alone conscious. But he was, and Mike was making sure his pain and humiliation were total.
What happened next surprised even Kevin, and thrilled the audience. Mike put down the whip and knelt in front of Tony’s genitals, taking the doomed opponent’s cock into his mouth. Despite all the pain, and aided by the sex drugs, Tony began to restore his erection – as did Mike. Mike stroked his own cock, and expertly sucked off Tony. To everyone’s amazement, Tony actually produced a load of cum, which Mike allowed to shoot straight up in the air, catching and swallowing it with his well-trained tongue. Mike loved getting sucked off and sucking off other guys, and as he demonstrated he was very good at it.
But now it was time for Tony to die, and Mike once again showed some creativity. While Tony’s cock was still hard, Mike again took it into his mouth. But this time, instead of sucking it, he bit down hard at the base. As Tony emitted an inhuman scream of ultimate shame and agony, Mike bit off his cock, letting the blood that was inside it drip form his mouth while he conspicuously chewed his victim’s manhood – being sure Tony could see what has happening. As Mike finished and swallowed, his hands moved up Tony’s chest to his neck, and Mike’s strong hands choked the last remaining life from Tony’s broken body. Kevin was so excited that even his normal self-control failed him, and he shot a load over the two boys as Tony finally stopped struggling and lay dead on the mat. Mike dutifully licked up Kevin’s cum, which was his favorite liquid.
Mike had one more task to do, and he enthusiastically turned Tony’s body over so he could insert his cock into the asshole of the carcass that had once been his enemy. The body was still warm, of course, and Mike was surprised how much he enjoyed fucking someone who was dead. He made a mental note to himself to remember to fuck Larry after he killed him, and to find other occasions to do so, having no compunctions about the fact this would mean he would have to kill them first. He was, indeed, a severe and total sadist with no limits.
Once Mike had erupted into Tony’s body he looked up at Kevin in total triumph. “I believe I have won the match and done as instructed,” Mike casually stated. “I want to claim the body as part of my prize, so I can finish eating him. The cock tasted really good.”
A sly smile came across Kevin’s face. “Yes, the body of the loser was part of the deal. But unfortunately you broke the rules so you have not won.”
Mike was shocked and angry. He knew he had put on a fantastic show. And there was a mutilated, fucked dead body in front of him to prove his victory.
“You see,” Kevin continued, “the rules were to chew off the cock after Tony died, not before. You deprived us of the fun of watching him piss all over himself once he died. While I sure enjoyed watching you eat the cock while he was still alive – that was a nice touch that triggered a very satisfying orgasm for me – it broke the rules. So you lose too.”
Now Mike was not only angry, but nervous. “What do you mean?”
“The contract for the match not only allows us to make it a fight to the death, it also provides that if the winner doesn’t follow the rules we get to torture him to death also, in any way we want. You should have read the fine print.”
Mike was horrified. This was clearly not fair. “No one showed me any contract,” he literally screamed at Kevin, “so you can’t hold me to anything like that.”
“Well, you’re under age so we showed it to your principal and your parents. No one had any problem with it. After all, they get some extra money as a result.”
Mike lunged at Kevin, but he was spent and in any event no match for the larger, stronger man. Kevin handled him easily, and dragged him over to the other side of the stage. There, as was customary, stood the Wheel of Death that, like the Wheel of Fortune that inspired it, was designed to be spun to land on a random selection. But the selections here were a variety of ways for one of the show’s participants to be killed. Kevin reminded Mike how it worked, and asked if Mike wanted to spin it. Mike was still stunned, and didn’t respond. So Kevin spun it for him, enjoying not only the amusement of how the young boy had been tricked, but also the knowledge that this gorgeous hunk of meat would soon be his to torture, kill, and enjoy. Mike’s anger would make it just that much more fun.
The wheel spun for a while, building suspense as it was designed to do. But it soon stopped, and to Kevin’s delight it had landed on “skinned alive.” That was probably Kevin’s favorite way to torture and kill an animal, and it would also mean there would be a great source of new leather for one of Kevin’s popular outfits. He loved wearing leather that was made from the skin of his victims, and this would be a special jacket since it would be from his final session as host of the show. Best of all, Mike’s skin was extremely smooth, as befit his 17-year old youth, and it would make an especially nice piece of clothing.
It took very little time for the stage crew to set up the stage for the skinning, but Kevin wanted a little fun with Mike first. There was a sawhorse-style fuck bench already nearby, and Kevin forced Mike onto it, tying his hands and ankles so Mike couldn’t resist and his terrific young ass was presented to Kevin for Kevin’s pleasure. After all, the show had been on for nearly 20 minutes and Kevin had only shot one load of cum. He needed some release, and Mike was the perfect target. Kevin took his time, as the audience watched and enjoyed the show, thrusting slowly and deeply for quite a while before accelerating his pace and reaching his next climax. He shot over Mike’s back so the audience could see the cum, and then he pissed all over the boy to clean off the cum and some of the sweat and blood from the fight. A member of the stage crew showed up with a hose, and finished the job of cleaning up both Mike and Kevin with warm water for Kevin, cold for Mike, so that they would look fresh for the skinning.
Kevin then took the microphone, standing in front of Mike so he could watch. “We now have another guest to introduce. You’re already heard all about him, so with no further ado, let me introduce Larry – the cause of all this bad feeling.”
Yet another Adonis walked onto the stage. His nude body was even more gorgeous than the other two, and he was as fit and impressive as anyone Kevin had ever invited on stage. While a bit older than Tony and Mike, he nonetheless had the look of a very young male with terrific sex appeal.
“Welcome to the show, Larry. As I told you, once Mike won the match it would not mean he would live through the show. We rigged the match so Tony would lose, by putting some drugs into his water bottle that he drank before the fight. And I made sure to focus my whip on him more than Mike. I’m really happy about that since now I’ll get Mike’s smooth young skin without any scars.
“We also had it rigged so that we would have an excuse to torture and kill Mike, although he made it easy for us. So, as we agreed, you would be allowed to fuck him and to administer the final torture that will result in his death. Do you still want to do that?”
Larry nodded his head, and as he surveyed Mike’s vulnerable and available flesh Larry’s cock began to harden.
“Great. The first thing I want you to fuck is his mouth. But since he has a pattern of biting off cocks, and we want yours to stay attached, let’s do a little prep. Here’s a pair of pliers. How about if you take this plastic piece to keep his mouth open, and then use the pliers to remove his teeth? It’s really fun to do, and astonishingly painful.”
As Larry eagerly agreed, to Mike’s horror, Kevin turned to the audience. “And for the benefit of the audience, I want to let you know that we’ll turn the teeth into a nice bracelet, and that will be for sale once we’re done with the festivities.” Kevin never missed a chance at a profitable promotion.
It turned out Larry had very sadistic tendencies of his own, and he took his time removing Mike’s teeth so that he could safely fuck his mouth. He slowly used the pliers on each one, and placed the tooth into a nearby tray. Mike’s pain was wonderfully obvious, and he screamed loudly. Once Larry was done with his first task, he was quick to thrust his rock hard cock into Mike’s defenseless mouth and began pumping away. Mike, however, couldn’t help himself. He loved sucking cock so much that he actually cooperated, giving Larry an excellent blow job. After all, it was Mike’s lust for Larry’s amazing body that had been the key to the grudge with Tony. Kevin had moved to stand behind Mike’s ass, and amused himself by re-inserting his cock into the boy’s butt. He watched Larry carefully, and when Larry shot his load all over Mike’s face, Kevin shot a load once again all over his back. It was another crowd pleaser.
“Nice load,” Kevin congratulated Larry. “Want to shoot one into his ass too? I don’t think he’s going to be able to object.”
Larry was of course delighted to comply, and he soon added a plentiful supply of his cum to the sperm already shining on Mike’s exposed backside. He finished by walking back in front of Mike’s face and pissing all over his face and down his throat. Larry felt very satisfied and was now really enjoying himself.
Next, Mike was led to the special table Kevin had designed for the task of skinning a victim, and by this point he was too weak and shocked to resist. The table was much like a rack, and had that added capacity, so Kevin stretched Mike, spread-eagled, on his back to the point his arms and legs were in pain. To Kevin’s delight, Mike began to beg for mercy, offering to do anything in order to avoid his fate. Kevin knew that always helped with audience enjoyment and that, in turn, improved ratings.
Kevin next put some attention to Mike’s smooth young cock, which he took in his mouth and soon got to a full, impressive erection. Mike was too young and oversexed to resist the arousal, much as Tony had been when Mike sucked him off before biting off his cock. This was another reason Kevin really liked torturing and snuffing boys in their late teens – they were like little cum-gushers he could always count on.
“Would you like to cum one last time before I skin you?” Kevin politely asked. The answer wouldn’t matter, but he thought it would be fun to ask and get the reaction.
“Please, let me go. I’ll do anything you want. This isn’t fair,” was all Mike would say.
“OK, I’ll take that as a yes,” Kevin laughed in reply. “Let me tell you how this will work. You see the skinning knife I’m holding? It is very sharp, which is important for getting a good clean separation of the skin form the meat and bone. But first, since even you won’t be able to function sexually once I start in earnest, I am going to have Larry suck you off. When you shoot, he’ll use the knife to cut off you cock and balls as a single unit. They don’t’ represent much skin, and I Larry and I will eat them in front of you. You can try not to watch, but you won’t be able to stop yourself. It’s really pretty amusing how fixated male animals like you get when forced to watch your prized manhood being eaten while you’re still alive.”
Larry was delighted with this idea, and took his time sucking off the boy, but in due course Mike shot his final load. Larry let it shoot over the smooth belly, and then licked it up for his enjoyment. He also found cum his favorite liquid. And as promised, as soon as the cock gyrated and began to shoot, Larry slowly cut away the scrotum and cock, so that by the time the cock was done shooting its load Larry was holding the manhood apparatus in his hand. He and Kevin moved to where Mike could see them better, and very slowly they proceeded to enjoy the man-seed treats, starting with each eating a part of the penis and finishing with each enjoying a freshly detached testicle. As Kevin predicted, Mike could not turn away – making for another instance of great TV.
The skinning itself was fairly routine, as Kevin had done it so many times before. He started just under Mike’s chin and cut down to where his cock had been. He slowly and expertly parted the skin, removing whole sections so that the resulting leather would be more seamless. The specially designed table lifted the body up as needed so Kevin could pull the skin from the back as well as the chest, and once he had performed similarly on the arms and legs Mike was simply a bleeding pile of meat and bone – but, thanks to Kevin’s skills, not yet dead. So Kevin was able to cut off a delicious piece of breast meat while Mike was still able to feel the pain and humiliation, and he ate that as well in front of the boy, who was once again fascinated and unable to turn away. When Kevin invited Larry to cut off another piece of boy tar-tar, however, it was too much for Mike’s system and everyone enjoyed the last convulsions of pain as Mike finally died and Larry concluded his snack and his task. The camera had covered the proceedings expertly, and now canvassed the dead body for the enjoyment of the audience.
But there was one more use for Mike before he would be butchered in order to provide expensive treats for the studio audience (as Tony already had been). Kevin adjusted the table so that there was an opening that allowed him to spread Mike’s skinless legs and approach the crotch that had once featured his young manhood. The table then raised up Mike’s legs and positioned his butt so that Kevin could reach Mike’s ass. Kevin also loved fucking his victims right after they died, while they were still warm and pliable. He was again hard as a rock, and he thrust his cock into the well-lubricated asshole for Mike’s final fucking. Kevin then invited Larry to do the same – the table had positioned the carcass ideally for a double fucking, and Kevin and Larry each pumped their cocks into the warm, moist flesh for Mike’s final humiliation. (Of course, Kevin suspected the butchers would have a little fun before they started cutting Mike up, so maybe this was just the final time Mike would be fucked in public.)
Kevin and Larry simultaneously shot their loads into Mike this time, concluding what had been an exceptional opening segment.
Once they were sexually spent, Kevin turned to Larry. “You have done really well, and I’ve enjoyed co-fucking this meat with you. You’re not only a terrific stud, but you seem to be the brightest of the three of you. So can I assume you know what happens now?”
“I can guess,” Larry replied. “Since I technically killed Mike, I suppose you have the right to torture and kill me, and since that is what this show’s all about I figure that’s what you’ll do now. I also assume you tricked me into signing something to that effect. You do that a lot, and I think anyone who comes on the show should expect it. I also recognize that once someone signs something, it’s final and binding.”
“Exactly right,” Kevin replied, impressed with the young stud. “Shall we see what the Wheel of Death decides as to how you die? Personally I can hardly wait, and while I like you I do hope it’s something very slow and painful so our audience can enjoy it.”
Larry did not resist. He walked over with Kevin, and unlike Mike he was willing to spin the wheel to determine his fate. He gave it a hard thrust, so it was a little longer before it slowed down and landed on one of the fatal options: “crucified.” The audience cheered loudly, realizing how truly long and painful that would be, but Larry did not complain.
The crew quickly showed up with a specially designed cross. It was wooden, and very traditional in most ways. But halfway down the vertical shaft was a very large dildo that pointed up at about a 45 degree angle. Kevin explained the feature to Larry. “This is actually a characteristic that dates way back to Roman times. The idea is to have the victim fucked by the dildo, which adds a nice sexual touch and makes it a little more humiliating. The Romans enjoyed mixing sex with death. But it also has the advantage of supporting the body to some extent, and that is a great advantage since it means the animal will last days longer on the cross. Instead of dying in just a few days, I’d guess that a strong, light young body like yours might make it close to a week. So we’ll start by nailing you to the cross and positioning the dildo, and then we’ll turn our cameras on you so that our web audience can watch as you struggle, suffer, and eventually die – probably the longest and most painful option of all the wonderful choices on the Wheel. Personally, I’m really pleased. I’m sure you’ll provide lots of amusing entertainment for lots of days to come, and we’ll make a bit more money as people bet on how long you will last. Oh, and it is also likely the dildo will keep you hard for a while, which will be an amusing touch given the agony you will be enduring.”
Larry listened, but stoically did not comment or resist. He simply started to walk toward the cross, when a voice interrupted from off stage.
“Just a moment guys,” the voice interrupted. “I have a couple of adjustments to announce.” And with that Robert Gray, the show’s producer and Kevin’s long time business partner, walked on stage. Like everyone associated with the show he was an awesome physical specimen, very fit and handsome. He was wearing an outfit of the TKL leather that was so expensive and popular, and he turned to address Kevin.
“Before we proceed, I think it’s time to let everyone know who the new host is. So maybe Larry can stay there and contemplate the cross while we chat on the couch for a moment.”
Kevin was surprised, but had come to expect surprises form the producer, who was the purchaser of Kevin’s interest in the show and a frequent sexual partner for Kevin. They had met when Robert provided one of his male slave whores as the featured “guest” on the show, and the two men often enjoyed joint torture sessions and had similar preferences for the best recipes for young male meat. Kevin knew his sometimes partner was very creative.
“Sure, Robert. I’ve been really curious whom you’ve hired.” With that Kevin walked over to the talk-show style desk and couch that was always on the side of the stage. But instead of sitting at the desk as he usually did, both men sat on the couch.
“I think you’ll find this really amusing,” Robert began, smiling broadly. “Remember the fine print you pointed out to that piece of meat formerly known as Mike? And how you did pretty much the same kind of trick on poor Larry over there? Well, I’ve got a fun little fine print report for you. It’s in the contract you singed when you sold me your interest in the show. Actually, I not only bought the show, but I also bought you – as a participant in the show. I purchased the right to torture and kill you as part of the transition to a new host.”
Kevin was astonished. “But I read the contract, and there was nothing like that in there,” he protested. “And my lawyer read it too.”
“That’s actually where you made your mistake,” Mark informed him. “I bribed your lawyer by arranging for him to inherit a third of your wealth. I am very content with two-thirds, since I have so much I really don’t need any more. He also gets a third of your meat and other body parts once you’re dead, with me again getting the rest. So he agreed that he’d substitute a version of the contract that gives us your body and your assets at the last minute, so you would not realize what you were signing. Given all the times you’ve pulled that sort of trick on participants on the show, I think that’s pretty funny. Don’t you?”
Kevin was horrified, but knew he was doomed. There were tens of millions of people watching, and he was very focused on his reputation. He did not want to appear to be a coward or a bad sport. He also knew that there was literally no way out, since the stage crew would enforce the contract. He had frequently snuffed crew members when they made a mistake, or when he wanted their flesh, and that had built up a lot of resentment. They would enjoy whatever was scheduled to happen next, and make sure it happened. So he became resigned to his fate. “Well, what the hell. I know there’s no way out, and there is a little irony to it. So I guess we go over to the Wheel?”
“Nope, you fate is already determined,” Mark informed his victim. “I’ve also been researching a lot of potential replacement hosts, and frankly I have found that Larry has an unusual and unrecognized flare for both sadism and exhibitionism – just like you do. And as he’s just demonstrated, he shares your amazing ability to shoot load after load of cum, especially when the cameras are rolling. So he is the new host. Once he and I finish double-fucking your ass, like you and he did to Mike’s dead body, you’ll just take Larry’s place on the cross. As you had pointed out to him, it’s the longest and most painful means of death on the Wheel, and that is obviously appropriate for your snuff scene. I had the Wheel rigged to land on that option. Larry and I have timed it so you’ll die just about as we start filming next week’s show, and we’ll start the show by enjoying your best cuts of meat.”
Once Robert stripped naked to join in the fuck with Larry, the two of them had a rousing and enjoyable time jointly filling Kevin’s beautiful hole with their cum. They then led him over to the cross, which lay on the stage so he could lie down on it, arms outstretched. Kevin was a good sport, and didn’t resist as Larry and Mark each grabbed a hand and nailed it to a cross beam. They then positioned the dildo up Kevin’s recently fucked ass, and proceeded to each nail a foot to a little platform near the base of the cross. That, too, was designed to make it easier for Kevin to keep breathing, in order to prolong his suffering and their entertainment. The whole process got Kevin aroused, and as the cross was raised to a vertical position his cock became quite rigid. Larry and Robert looked forward to sharing the testicles that hung just below it, once Kevin finished dying and they started their new partnership as the new hosts of Thrill Kill Live! As the cameras rolled with the closing credits, they headed over to the couch for more sex, a dinner featuring fresh cuts of meat form Mike’s body, and the arousing view of Kevin’s body starting its long torment. It had been a great show, with many more to come.