The poor bottle drinking hero jumped from his seat when the bell rung. He had picked a poor place to sit, as it was right under the bell and that thing was loud. Probably to make sure that it could inform students of the end of class, no matter the very loud sexual moaning going on inside. Thankfully, he had a firm grip of the bottle in his hand, so no matter the situation, it would be him in control.
“HEADLOCK BITCH!”
Saul felt his arm pulled to the side, as two firm biceps came under them and around his neck like a strong python. He groaned, “So is this Lenny or Larry...?” The body behind him gave a little jerk to firm up the grip on him, but this caused him to lose his grip on the bottle! He winced expecting a loud crash, but all he heard was a cute chuckled.
One of the jock-y twins was tossing the bottle up and down, evidently catching it before it hit the floor, “You owe me for that one Sauly boy!”
“Only because your brother started to practice is wrestling moves on me!” Saul cried before blushing and looking down, “A-and can you tell him to stop kissing me and rubbing his hard-on on me?”
“Lenny is just upset that you ran out on me and him and Kat before the shower! We thought we were going to have a grand old time but then you had to leave like a pussy!” Larry said looking at the bottle.
Saul looked back up, “I am sorry guys. Seriously, something came up all of a sudden... But I can make it up to you... Trust me!”
Larry grinned, “Oh yeah?”
“Yeah, you just have to promise to desire nothing but my pleasure...”
He raised an eyebrow, “Odd request but sure whatever you want bud...”
“Drink that bottle and we will start having fun!” Saul said with a wink, trying to be as seductive as possible while being restrained by two arms.
“It better not be too fruity..” he grumbled as he popped the cap and took a couple of swigs, “Aw gross it is!” Sighing, he just walked over and petted Saul's face, “Well now that is over with... How about you and my cock-of-steel go back to the showers to have some fun? Or maybe we could...” His voice began to fade as he felt the arms behind him melt.
“What the shit?” Saul said realizing that the events which had happened this morning were happening again. Like a wall with a bucket of water thrown on it, the light in the world was dripping into a gross mix on the ground before evaporating. Yet again, the cold, silence of nothingness had replaced his sexy world.
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And yet again, I am completely confused about what the heck is happening? Why couldn't I have gotten the Master PC? This shit never happens in those stories...
“The Exclamation's Journal. October 12th 20XX: The city is afraid of me, but I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of sex orgies. When the city is finally enjoyed its last drop of pussy juice, they will realize that they were too blind to see that they needed someone like me...”
...Or maybe a Blueberry? My phone is a piece of shit and I would love an easy reality altering upgrade...
“...And when their bodies ache for more sex, even the most celebrated sexual addicts will look up and shout, 'Save us!'... and I will whisper 'no.'”
Okay who is doing monologue right now? Very rude while I am unconscious and contemplating life right now!
Saul opened his eyes and got himself off the dirty and cold concrete. He appeared to be on some rooftop at night, a cold breeze full of leaves passing by suggested it was fall time. He saw a figure in a brown trench coach and fedora, mumbling and writing something in a journal. Getting slowly to his feet Saul just cleared his throat, “Uh excuse me? Trench coat guy?”
Spinning around shocked, the trench coat guy turned out to be an absolute gorgeous Latina, made instantly clear by her long curly black locks and sharp feminine eyes. A white and black bandanna with swirling shapes made it difficult to tell anything else, and her overcoat hide her outfit quite well. She raised an eyebrow, “Saul is awake from about an hour of unconscious. Feeling suddenly very aroused from this petite, but undeniably cute, man.”
“Uh what?” Saul rubbed his eyes, “Can you please tell me what is going on?” Saul finally looked down to see what he was wearing. No wonder he was cold in this... well he would call it slut wear. A low cut bright red top which barely covered his nipples to show off his pecs, and real tight black running shorts which left very little to the imagination. He instinctively tried to cover more of his body.
“Confusion. Makes sense. I have taken you from your indestructible boyfriend because there is a serious conspiracy going on. If my theories are correct, you are at the center of a web of crisscrossing plans of many to destroy the costumed community. It has connections from the mayor's office, major industrialists and even girl-guide cookies.” She came over and looked Saul up and down with a discomforting gaze.
“Okay, that is not the questions I had... What city is this?”
Her eyes dashed left and right in a crazy fashion, “Perhaps time with your boyfriend has messed up with your brain more than you would like to admit. This is New Ton City, the year is 20XX, you are Vő 'Saul' Sau, previously famous sexhero and super-celebrity, Phantom Boy before they were banned 6-months ago. Your boyfriend Larry is the overly powerful Sex-Bomb who appears to have powers only gods could wish for. I am the Exclamation, and I refuse to bend to the ban on us sexheroes, and I am paying for it. That is enough information. We are going to fuck now.”
Saul nodded as he comprehended all the information he was told. While P.L. High was weird, it made some kind of sense to him. Now though, it seemed he was in a world straight out of a comic. Not even a good comic either. More like a comic which was a blatant copy of an actual good one. Then though, Saul finally comprehended that last sentence, “Wait what?”
The Exclamation had already taken her trench coat and hat off, revealing the sexy swirling black and white bikini which matched her mask, “Sex now. Good for clearing head. Don't worry. One night with me will make you go crazy... with delight.”
Stepping back, a quick surveillance of his location made him realize that there wasn't really anywhere to go. He was on the rooftop of some small apartment building and the first step down to the ground was a long way down. Looking at the woman in front of him, he couldn't help but tent his tiny shorts with her curvy and tanned body. Her swirling black and white cups held an impressive pair of perfectly round DDs sitting high on her chest, while her boy shorts couldn't hide her big muscular ass which looked like they had seen their fair share of squats.
The sexhero just rolled her eyes, “Dick out. Now. No time. Police here at any moment to find us. Makes sex hotter though.”
Saul just waved his hands and continued to step back, “Uh if Larry is so powerful? Would he want us, you know, fucking on an open roof top it seems like-” The air escaped his lungs as he realized that his heel had caught the low edge of the roof, and he was now tumbling backwards over the edge. He saw the Exclamation reach too late to catch him, and he continued to fall and fall down this several story tall building. He knew this was the end.
“Ooof!” His body hit something hard, but he was still alive. He looked up to see he had been caught in the muscular arms of some strikingly handsome man in a black ball-cap.
He looked down and flashed a perfectly pearly smile, “Oh Phantom Boy. Fancy you dropping in.”
Still in a bit of shock, he pointed up, “Uh crazy woman chasing me! Please help!”
Nodding he looked up to see the curvy Latina looking down from the rooftop, “Hey Exclamation! You know you have to stop doing stuff like this! You are giving us former costumes a bad name!”
“Ignore me all you want, Lovemaker, someone is trying to destroy us and it won't be my sexy ass saving you if you get in trouble!” The woman's head popped from view as Saul assumed she fled away.
Lovemaker put Saul down and smiled, “Well Saul. Are you alright? Did I get here before or after the Exclamation managed to drive you crazy with her screwing?”
Shaking his head, Saul leaned against the wall, “Before... But I am still being driven crazy by what's happening. What the heck is going on?...Oh and thanks by the way. I don't want to seem unappreciative. Lovemaker right?”
“No problem. And don't use my sexhero name Saul, we're retired remember? Just regular old Chris will do. Now where are you headed? Do you want to me to walk you back to Larry's place?” Saul couldn't help but to kind of check Chris out. He was dressed more sensibly than himself or that sexhero he just avoided, but he was pretty good looking. He was probably about 6'6” tall with broad shoulder and a powerful chest which strained his tight white shirt. His bit of a stubble of his strong chin made him have this rather manly look, but his blue eyes were just so soft and made Saul almost feel weak in their gaze.
Although Saul didn't know who was around in this New Ton City, a city which seemed to be dripping in sex and crime simply from his 30-seconds of being there, hearing Larry's name, for some reason, sent a shiver down his back, “M-maybe... I am honestly not sure Chris...”
“Oh...” Chris adjusted his hat and looked around, obviously not sure what to make of that comment, “Well I guess I can understand it a bit. I mean, what is it like dating a guy who is all-powerful and all-knowing?”
“I-I don't know...” Saul kept wondering what kind of being Larry was in this new reality. The words people used to describe him were quite daunting and made him sound like some sort of God. He knew that actually was a quite accurate observation of a person who had consumed the P.L. wine.
“Well don't worry bud! I know quite a few options we could do instead! I mean you and me could get a drink like the old days? Or if you aren't in the mood, we could see Eve I mean I am sure you miss your old partner right?”
Chris was obviously trying his hardest to be nice to Saul but he was just getting more wrapped up in thought, pondering these implications, “I don't know what to say Chris...”
“Well I guess we could suit up like the old days and try to find the Exclamation? I mean she is clearly rabid about something right? Maybe we should hear her out, you know, this time with me helping beside you?”
Rubbing his chin, Saul just looked this handsome stud up, wondering what to do next.
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