horrors2

Cheesus_Christ.The_Horrid.tex

  1\chapauth{Cheesus Christ}
  2\chapter{The Horrid Erection}
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  5I stepped into the stall. The urge had come again. I was in the 4th
  6floor men's room of the Tri-County Technical College library.
  7The sleek basin of water in the toilet bowl beckoned for my cock
  8like a lost lover. I am a chronic masturbator. My name is Luke
  9Bavarious. I like to masturbate.
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 13Sure, people had been complaining about weird noises coming from the
 14campus restrooms for about a year now, ever since I enrolled last
 15spring. Signs were placed on all the bulletin boards and restroom
 16entrances: {\sc Restrooms Monitored By Security}.
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 20I edged my swollen crotch closer to the rim. Suddenly, I noticed I
 21was not alone. Peeking under the stall I saw a dark pair of legs
 22occupying the stall next to mine---the handicapped stall. I
 23thought I heard the faint sound of sobbing. No matter, I lowered my
 24fly and gripped my quivering organ.
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 28``Keep it down, buddy,'' I shouted through the stall
 29divider.
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 31``(Sniffle{\ldots} sob)''.
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 33``{\bf Keep it down}!'' I shouted again.
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 35``(Sniff){\ldots} beggin' your{\ldots}
 36(sob){\ldots}pardon,'' said the legs.
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 40I began to pull on my delicate member, but found it impossible to
 41concentrate thanks to my weeping accomplice. Now, I've wanked
 42it co-op before; never bothered me. Hell, I've even wanked it
 43with people crying (Grandma Packard's funeral, `natch),
 44but this time? This time I just couldn't even raise a
 45chubby.
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 49A breeze trickled over my waggling dick as I slapped the divider.
 50The sobs had grown louder, though now they were mixed with a deep
 51grunting sound. ``Shut the fuck up man, I can't even
 52think!'' I cried, though the noises only responded with
 53renewed intensity.
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 57Enough is enough. After one last bang I knelt to the floor and
 58peered up at my discourteous neighbor.
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 62``{\bf Shut the fu---}'' and I could say no more. The occupant
 63twisted its convulsing body toward me. First its reverberating
 64forearms. Then its jiggling ball sack. Then its penis. If you call
 65it a penis. Its texture was horrid. There was an abundance of
 66purple scars. There was blood leaking from open sores along the
 67shaft and from its urethra. There was no hair. Only pulsating
 68veins.
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 72I banged my head on the bottom of the stall in astonishment. I
 73gritted my teeth but spurts of vomit flew from my
 74mouth---Quiznos. He took a step towards my defenseless head and
 75I saw his Johnson glisten with lubricant in the dim florescent
 76light.
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 80He screamed and arched his pelvis toward me. His stub of a hand was
 81flying furiously across his pole, which I could tell was ready to
 82commence its brutality. Then, he pulled the trigger.
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 86His body recoiled as he loosed an animalistic scream. I heard a
 87splatter hit the floor beside my head and looked up just as his
 88One-Eyed Snake sprayed my gaping mouth with a wad of jizz. It kept
 89cumming with the assistance of his adrenaline. Only a split second
 90passed before he squeezed off another round onto my neck.
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 94His Thing was inches away when it fired point-blank into my throat.
 95He slapped my head with his dick terribly powerful. I could see its
 96strained muscles as my head jerked to the side, smashing into the
 97floor. Dazed, I felt him fire again and again into my nose, eyes,
 98ears. I felt his recoil pushing back rhythmically. Man-juice
 99hitting the pavement, showering me. I felt my own cock fall limp
100again the floor. He kept firing, but his magazine was empty. He
101staggered. I tasted his semen and blood mixed into a horrid cock
102tail. He stepped over me. A library card dropped the floor.
103Bavarious.
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107I looked down at my hands and saw a horrid erection. Suddenly, I
108was sobbing. 
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