Posted 12 August 2013 - 12:50 AM
1 - LOVE IS FOR THE WEAK AND SKINNY
Goob awoke on a chair, too small for his ass, cheeks hanging down off both sides. His vision was blurry, mainly because he can't go too long without eating. Nauseous and lightheaded, Goob started gagging, a sound similar to that of a goat getting a flute stuck up it's ass. The flute is being played in the goat's asshole, so it echoes through the body and comes out nasty.
The noise echoed through the strange warehouse, a very strange warehouse. As he started vomiting, the strange man walked up to him, wearing a 'BeeGees' shirt and a bathrobe. He held up a stick with seminal fluid dripping off it. As he smiled at Goob, he took his bathrobe off and threw it behind him. Mussing his bowl hair up and shaking his man tits, the strange man moaned in a pouf manner.
Goob was getting hard. The man walked ruttish like towards Goob, strutting and sh*t. He stood infront of Goob, lifting a leg up and laying it on Goob's shoulders. The man's crotch was under Goob's chin as he started grinding fiercely on it. The man smiled at Goob while pleasuring himself and Goob was just humming to send a vibration. Within seconds, the man was reaching climax.
Almost finishing himself off, the man pulled his leg off of Goob's shoulder and stuck his penis out. Beating it to the pulp, the man shot missiles of white fluid towards Goob's chin, screaming while his dick pumped itself to a rhythm of orgasms. The man pinched his testicles and licked the remaining cum off his fingers.
“Who are you?” Goob asked, cleaning the cum off his chin with his shirt.
“Your's.” The man replied as he flipped the bangs of his mushroom hair.
“Well I'm tied up. I can't love you.” Goob paused and looked down to his shirt, the almost dry stain of cum was shaped like a heart. “But I understand your love.”
“Goob. Look.... If I lose you...” The man was broken after Goob queried his affection. “I'll kill myself. That tree stood in between us! I had to capture you!”
The man ran behind the side of a car and leaned on the hood. His tears trickled down his face, wetting his mustache. All throughout the whole year he's been stalking Goob. He was never out during Fall or Winter, but still he stalked Goob. Snow froze him and leaves crushed him, but Goob saved him. He now had Goob in the Summer, and it was time to say he loved him.
“I have magical powers.” The man said from behind the side of the car.
Goob widened his eyes, and thought about it. A magical boyfriend! Openly gay, Goob always did want a boyfriend who was magical ever since he's watched Wizards of Waverly Place and fell in love with the guy who played the girl's brother. Not the older one, the younger one. On bored days, Goob would walk to the brothel and choose the youngest employee to sex with.
After, he'd force them to wear a moptop hairdo and skater clothes. He would then jump on them and grind furiously until he came everywhere. Although, being charged for asphyxiation death of numerous teens was not the fun part. But he suffocated the judge numerous times due to some fetish from the judge himself.
Goob ripped himself off the chair and ran towards the car, turning to the side, and grabbed the man by the clothes. Holding him up to his face, he made out with lust. Sharing a long passionate kiss, they moaned and sighed, tongues twisting and gagging each other by slipping their pink clapper in each other throats. The taste of Goob's vomit flowed into the man's mouth causing him to vomit in Goob's mouth, bits of the digested food with bits of orange and yellow mush dripping between the gap their bottom lips made.
As they pulled apart, a string of saliva and vomit constricted down creating a U-shaped drool. Looking into each other's eyes, they smiled. A piece of hair from the man's bangs fell onto his eye, as Goob adjusted it, and kissed his cheeks.
“Wanna see my powers?” The man asked, raising an eyebrow and looking down.
“What's your name?” Goob asked, biting his lip, chewing on it a little after a few seconds and bit off a chunk.
“Sexy..” Goob said.
A police siren echoed into the warehouse, following choppers and trucks and stuff. Numerous vehicles and police circled the entrance, all wearing police uniforms, SWAT armor, and other stuff. Police cars, SWAT tucks, and more stuff. A policeman was infront of the group of others, as he pointed his rifle towards Goob and Jesús.
More piggily wiggilies (lol) ran to both sides of the policeman, standing like a badass and sh*t. Just as the policeman was about to talk, gun wounds reversed themselves from behind his back to his chest as clods of flesh jetted out. The police man shook violently, his hat slipping off his hat and long hair whipping along the air.
Officers looked at the policeman falling down to the ground, slowly decreasing the rapid stroke as foam gushed out of his mouth. Unsure, an officer set two fingers on the policeman's neck, checking the pulse. As the officer stood up, the policeman shook again, yelping whilst arching his back and pumping his stomach. The policeman slammed his arms to the ground and crossed his legs, rolling back and forth.
Another gunshot cut itself into the policeman, to his skull. A wrinkly ass man walked up to where the now dead officer stood. The Captain. Holding a shotgun with smoke ascending out from the barrel, smile on his face.
“Hello.” The Captain presented himself, waving the gun, accidentally firing a bullet straight through a female officer's head. “Oops!” He said, placing his index on his lips.
“Look who it is, Captain Blaine!” Jesús said, an aggravated look grew on his face. “What do you want? I'm happy here with my boyfriend! I already blew you once!”
“You blew him?” Goob asked, frowning.
“Yes, he did! Mmmmmmm... It was sooooooo good!” Captain Blaine responded for Jesús, motioning his hands up and down his shotgun.
“Shut up, Blaine!” Jesús cried, stomping a foot and pouting.
“No! I will not! No!” Captain Blaine smiled as he said it. “I have been trying to look for you, I have! Not only did you kill my wife with your powers, we found an ice cream vendor torn up and split open inside a truck.... In the same neighborhood you've been hiding in.... And he died... The same day... You left! And that ice cream man.... Was my son...”
Captain Blaine's legs gave out, falling on his knees and crying. Goob looked at Jesús with disbelief, as he let go of his hand.
“I thought I loved you....” Goob murmured, walking away from Jesús towards Captain Blaine. “I'm sorry, dude.”
Captain Blaine stood up quick and grabbed Goob from his neck, licking his face and pinching his nipples. Goob shrieked and shouted and wiggling his arms. Captain Blaine laughed as he looked towards Jesús.
“He's mine now!” Captain Blaine laughed, wrapping a leg around Goob.
“NOOOOOOO!” Jesús screamed, running towards the two.
Thousands and a lot of bullets whizzed towards Jesús, all impacting on him. Jesús died on the spot, blood flowing underneath him. Goob cried, tears falling on Captain Blaine's hand, gesturing his hands towards his tongue- licking the tear.
“Let's take him.” Captain Blaine ordered the officers as they walked out of the warehouse.
The Warehouse District, docks and ships all over the dirty, scurvy water. Goob walked along the group of police, helicopters shining spotlights on him. Pulled by an arm, Goob dragged himself as Captain Blaine struggled pulling him up.
“Get up, fatass! I wanna f*ck you!” Captain Blaine shouted, pulling him up with no luck.
Goob, was barely lifted, facing the ground revealing his crack from between his shirt and shorts.
“No!” Goob simply declined, still facing the ground.
As Captain Blaine was about to switch hands, Goob rolled away, as officers chased him. Too fast, Goob hurled and left a trail of vomit along the ground, causing officers to slip. As the dock was about to end, Goob tried stopping, pausing at the right moment as he laid on the edge. Getting up too dizzy, Goob swirled around and fell off.
Falling a good 4 feet, Goob landed on a boat luckily docked. As his fatass impacted on the engine, the boat rode away, shrinking as Captain Blaine looked at the silhouette.
“Aw man... I really wanted to f*ck him...”
TA B CONTINEWD