Date: Sun, 3 Aug 2003 08:41:23 -0700 (PDT) From: Author James <authorjames2002@yahoo.com> Subject: Judgments of a Real Dark Knight 27 Disclaimer: This story, though maybe not in this chapter but in subsequent chapters, will have celebrities in it. I have no knowledge of their sexuality and this is not intended to imply their sexuality. This is all from my own mind. Buffy, the Vampire Slayer, Angel and all related characters created by Joss Whedon. Copyright 20th Century Fox. Batman, and all related characters created by Bob Kane. Copyright DC Comics and Warner Bros. X-MEN, and all related characters created by Stan Lee. Copyright Marvel Comics and 20th Century Fox. The Vampire Chronicles and all related characters created by Anne Rice. Copyright Anne O'Brien Rice. Star Wars and all related concepts created by or based on the universe created by George Lucas. Copyright 20th Century Fox, LucasFilms Ltd. and Lucas Books/Ballantine Books. I don't know for sure if I will use all the above elements, but just in case, I have myself covered. I have received many emails from people who have enjoyed it and some from those who do not. I would enjoy hearing from you. Any emails you send, please tell me what chapter and story you are commenting on. Thanks. authorjames2002@yahoo.com I also have several online messenger services. If you want to chat with me in real time, email me and tell me the services you use and I will tell you my screen name. Other stories in this universe written by other authors: "Tales of a Superhero Band" "Tales of the New Phoenix" "Tales of a Young Mutant" Chapter 27 Exposed The room was silent as what I told Tina slowly sunk in. She was speechless. Her eyes went from Lance to me and back again. Then she looked at the floor, over at the wall, and then her eyes rested on a wedding picture of Lance and I. "Tina," I said taking her hands into mine. "I can't possibly know what exactly is going through your mind. Several possibilities are going through mine about what you could be thinking. But let me first reassure you that neither Lance nor I are possessed by any demons of homosexuality." "Oh, I know," Tina said still sounding shocked. "And Lance and I didn't choose to be gay. This is who we are." "Uh, huh," she said. "Um, I read Reverend's books. He says that gay people are born this way. Why, um, why didn't you try to get a miracle?" I took a deep breath and sighed. Looking over at Lance, I could see he was getting really upset. He became restless. "Tina, I tried to get a miracle. For the entire time I attended the services, I tried. I fasted and prayed, cried my heart out to God for a miracle, put it in His hands and went about doing stuff, but it never went away. At first, my thoughts centered on why. I would pray for others to get help and they did. When I prayed for myself for other things, I received what I needed. Why couldn't I get a miracle for this? "Then I realized something. God doesn't give people miracles if they don't need it. I didn't need to be changed into a heterosexual person because being gay is okay with God. He doesn't care. My heart loves. It just so happens that it loves men. But it still loves. Doesn't the Bible say God is love?" "Yeah," Tina said slowly. "Lance and I, we love each other. We both know God blesses our relationship. I don't feel that my love for him is one bit sinful. And Lance feels the same way." The room became silent and I waited for a moment for my words to sink in. Then I said, "Tina, are you okay?" "I guess. I don't know." "You are welcome to stay here for the night, if you want." "I don't know," she said. "I--I really shouldn't be here." "Why? Because I told you I'm gay? Because I'm married to another man?" "Eric, it just doesn't feel right. I'm sorry." "Where will you go? It will be difficult to find a place at this hour. Just stay until morning." Tina hesitated for a moment and finally gave in. "Okay. Where do I sleep?" "We have a guest room upstairs you can stay in." She nodded. "But where will you two sleep?" "In OUR bedroom," Lance said walking past us and up the stairs. "This is all so confusing," Tina stated. "For me, as well. I never thought I would see anyone from my past." "And I never thought I would see you, either." Tina stood. "Could you show me where I can stay?" "Yeah, this way." I stood and went upstairs with Tina following. I showed her the first door on the left and she entered. "Thanks for everything, Eric." "You're welcome." Tina closed the door and I went into my bedroom. Lance lay in the bed reading a book. He didn't stop when I came in and closed the door. "Lance?" I said, as I got ready for bed. "Yeah?" he replied. "Are you okay?" "How in the world did anyone in your previous church get an education? Devil-possession, receiving miracles, it sounds as if they live in the past." "They are very traditional as well as very spiritual. I used to think that way, too. If you think about what we've dealt with, though, their beliefs aren't very far off." "Yeah, but come on? Possessed by a homosexual demon? I wouldn't want to see a demon's genitals let alone know if or how they have sex." I chuckled. "I see your point. Don't worry about everything. It will be okay. Just take things in stride and you'll be fine." Lance nodded as I climbed into bed. I curled up next to him and rested my head on his chest. "Read to me," I said. He laughed and continued reading from where he left off. The soothing sound of his voice lulled me to sleep. I stood before the minister everyone had nicknamed Reverend. The lights seemed to only be on me as well as everyone's eyes. I turned to face those seated in the auditorium and, even though I couldn't see very well, I knew the place was packed. The ushers stood behind me and Reverend smiled. "What is it you're here for?" he asked. It sounded like he had asked before and didn't get a response. He was prodding me to remember what I needed. "Um, I need a miracle," I stated. "This is the right place!" he said with cheer. "God is still in the miracle business! What do you need a miracle for?" "Um, I'm a homosexual and I don't want to be." That didn't sound right to me. Why would I say such a thing? I accepted the fact that I could not change my sexuality. I accepted being gay and living my life as a gay man. I was even married. "Where's Lance?" I asked turning to the ushers. "Oh, don't worry about him," Reverend said as he stepped closer. The ushers grabbed my arms to hold me steady. "It's okay, Eric." I turned to see Matt standing beside Reverend. "Everything will be made right." "Listen to him, Eric," Tina said from the other side of Reverend. "He's your best friend. All he wants is for you to make it to heaven. Everything will be okay." "No," I said. "This isn't right. I really don't want to be straight." "In the name of Jesus," Reverend said raising his hand up. "I command you to be made whole." His hand rested upon my forehead and I fell backwards feeling something shoot through my body. "NO!" I screamed. "Lance!" My eyes closed as I felt electricity shoot through my body. I fell backwards but was caught by several ushers. No matter how hard I tried, I was unable to open my eyes, either. I couldn't believe what happened to me. I had tried getting prayed for before but nothing ever happened. I accepted the fact it wasn't ever going to happen and that God did not have a problem with me being gay. Why then would I feel this much power shooting throughout my body? The feelings of electricity shooting throughout my body subsided and pleasure took over. My dick was being stimulated and the physical pleasure was overwhelming. I tried opening my eyes again. This time I was successful. I looked from side to side and finally up. To my horror was Tina riding me. Her body was covered in sweat and she breathed hard. "What--what are you doing?" I asked her. "Giving you...what you always...wanted. A normal life." Tina groaned in pleasure. "Might I add that since you were prayed for, we've been doing this every night." "What? What about Lance?" "You promised NEVER to speak his name! That is all behind you! It is just you and me, now, along with your very large dick and my hungry cunt! Give me more!" Tina rode harder and harder. I couldn't believe what she was doing. "No!" I told her. "No! Stop! I don't want this!" "It sure...feels...and looks...like it to me!" "I don't love you!" I called out. "I love Lance! I don't want this!" I tried to push her off but she grabbed my wrists and pushed my hands to the bed. "No, I'm not finished. We have at least another hour of this before my next orgasm." "I said stop!" Intense heat shot out from my eyes and Tina flew off my body. I looked down at what she was riding on and my eyes widened in disbelief. Resting between my legs was the longest, thickest dick I had ever seen! The hair was neatly trimmed around it and my balls were enormous! It glistened in the light with the precum that was worked over it by Tina. "What have you done?" she asked me. "Me? What do you mean me?" I climbed off the bed and walked toward her. "I never asked for a miracle. I didn't want to go before him and receive prayer. But you and Matt somehow got me up there." I turned toward the door. "I've got to find Lance." "If you take one more step, you lose your miracle, your connection with God, and you will burn in hell," Tina said to me. "You're wrong. God is love. I love Lance. There is nothing wrong with me being gay." I took one more step and felt the heaviness in front of me subside. I looked down and my enormous cock became soft and shortened. But it didn't stop at its normal flaccid state. It continued to shorten until I had nothing down there at all. I turned to look at Tina. "You lost your miracle." "Love is a miracle, not a huge dick." With that I stepped out the door. My eyes shot open and I looked at my surroundings. The clock read three thirty in the morning. I looked over and saw Lance sleeping. He looked so peaceful. I moved over and kissed him on his bare chest. Then I got up and went into the bathroom. "What is going on?" I spoke out loud. "What is all this? I don't want a miracle. Why did I have that dream?" The answer came to me as quickly as the questions did. It was a test of my subconscious. In the past my heart's desire was to be heterosexual, to be "normal." With Tina coming into my life, all my desires of the past that I abandoned were pulled up. I didn't want a miracle now. I accepted how I was born. Even if God did give miracles for homosexuality, which He doesn't, I wouldn't ask for it. I had love, true love, in the man who lay in my bed. I had all God ever wanted anyone to have, perfect love. And that is all that mattered. As I said in the dream, love is a miracle; not how well-endowed anyone was, or how much one conformed to the world. All too often society tells us that being different is wrong, the church tells us it is a sin. I say they are wrong. I say that society and organized religion needs to grow and mature instead of being stuck in past ways that no longer apply to a growing society. The world isn't what it used to be. With people being able to travel and meet new, different ethnicity and culture, old beliefs don't fit any more. I will not let society dictate to me who I should be. I will not let my past, my former pastor, my ex, or my former friend tell me that who I am now is sinful to what I was. People change, grow, evolve, so should beliefs. After I calmed myself down, I washed off my face and went back to bed. "Are you okay?" Lance muttered as I climbed into bed. "Yeah. Just a not so good dream." "Mmm. Want to talk about it?" "No, I'm fine with it now. Did you sleep okay?" "I slept fine until I didn't feel you beside me. I woke up and saw the bathroom door closed and light on." "You can sense my presence like I can sense yours." "Yep. Even when you came back and I thought you were dead, I could feel you. At least I did one night when Paul brought me home." "I was actually close by," I revealed. "I was hiding in the bushes watching your interaction with Paul. If I would have known what was going on, I would have jumped out of the bushes." "And given me a heart attack," Lance chuckled. "I can just picture asshole Paul asking me who you were. 'Oh, that's my dead lover.' He wouldn't have known what was going on." "Of course with us, it wouldn't be anything too strange." "Not after vampires and demons," Lance said. I kissed him and cuddled up to him. "I'm so glad I found you again," he said to me. "I'm glad to be with you. I wouldn't want it any other way." To Be Continued... What do you think of Eric's dream? What do you think of Tina's reaction to finding out her former boyfriend is now gay and married to another man?