Date: Fri, 29 Jul 2005 17:26:35 -0400
From: Jim Bee <p3n3trat1on@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Storm Incident chapter 2

The Fantastic Four is copy-written by Marvel Comics.

The Storm Incident - Chapter 2

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Josh could not believe what just happened in about 15 minutes.  Josh went
from being severely bored while mopping the dirty floor of a cramped
bathroom in a family owned grocery store, to riding to probably the biggest
manwhore's house to, most likely, get laid.  Riding in the Porsche was
quite rough.  Quite cramped, loud, but it was hella fast.  Josh still could
not get over the fact that he was no more than a foot away from Johnny
Storm, the person all the girls, and a few of the guys, talked about
wanting to bang.  Josh hadn't taken his eyes off of Johnny for the entire
time he was in the car.

"I know I'm pretty, but geeze, you're gonna burn holes in my face," Johnny
said over the roar of the engine.  Johnny smiled at his little remark.

"Oh, right, sorry," Josh said.

"Eh, don't worry about it.  I'm used to it,"

"Oh, okay,"

Finally, after what seemed like hours, but in reality was probably about 10
minutes, the car came to a halt, and Johnny put it in park.

"We're here!" Johnny exclaimed

"Hmm... okay," Josh said.

"Hold on, before we go anywhere, let's get a look at that bump,"

Johnny flicked on the interior light in the car, and peered over to look at
Josh's forehead.

"That looks pretty nasty, but let's get you inside now and comfortable,"
said Johnny.

Josh looked at Johnny, playing dumb.  "Getting comfortable?" Josh asked.

"Yes, you're spending the night, remember?" Johnny said.

"Oh right."

Johnny jumped out of the car, and ran over to Josh's side of the car,
opened the door, and helped him out.

"Nice place you got here," Josh said.

"Heh, yeah," Johnny said.

Johnny fumbled with the keys for a minute at the front door.  Josh quickly
checked Johnny out.  Damn.  He was one fine man.  Finally Johnny got the
door open, and Josh squeezed his ass.  Johnny chuckled

"A little feisty are we?" Johnny asked.

"Perhaps, perhaps," Josh said with a smirk on his face.  Now inside the
house, Johnny led Josh over to the couch.

"Just chill here a minute.  Let's get a better look at that bruise," Johnny
said.

Johnny pushed Josh's hair back to expose his forehead.  About the size of
an egg was a nice purple bruise.

"That's going to be one bitch of a bruise.  I'll be right back," Johnny
said.

Josh wished the pain in his forehead, while not too severe, would go away.
It was more of a throbbing pain, instead of a sharp pain.  Josh looked
around the room he was in.  It was quite contemporary, and styled with a
bit of Frank Lloyd Wright and utilitarian style, somewhat like Ikea, but
not quite.  He looked at the clock on the wall.  It read "9:17 PM."

Across the room was probably one of the largest TV's he had ever seen that
wasn't one of those projector things.  It took up almost the entire wall.
He pondered whether this was actually happening or if it was just a wild
dream.  He pinched himself.  It hurt, and he didn't wake up.  Josh looked
over at the red sofa he was seated in.  He flipped over the cushion next to
him.  There was a very large semen stain right in the middle of it.  He
chuckled, "Heh heh... this is going to be a wild night, a night to
remember," he thought.

Johnny walked into the kitchen, and dug through the cabinets for a Ziploc
bag.

"Goddamn why the hell am I never able to find anything in this kitchen?" he
said to himself.  "Poor babe, god I hope he doesn't have a concussion or a
broken skull.  That would be bad.  God he's cute though.  Cute face, tight
ass, what more could you want?"  Johnny thought.  The thought of having sex
with Josh was very arousing.  Finally, after the third drawer, Johnny
stumbled upon the Ziploc bags.  He ripped one out of the bag, and ran over
to the fridge, grabbing some ice cubes out of the freezer, and threw them
in the bag.  He walked back into where Josh was.

Josh watched Johnny walk over to the sofa where he was seated.  Josh
glanced at Johnny's crotch, to find a rather large bulge in his pants.
Johnny lifted Josh's hair and put the bag against the bruise.

"Here, let's put this on here to stop the swelling.  Hope it's not too
cold," Johnny said.

"It's perfect," Josh responded.  "I don't know if it will do much good for
the swelling though," Josh said cockily, putting emphasis on the word
swelling.

"Heh, heh, you like that, don't you?" Johnny said, grabbing onto his
crotch.

"Hmmm... perhaps I do.  Kind of hard to decide though."

"Well then," Johnny said.  He slowly started to remove his belt from his
pants, but before he could get any further, Josh stopped him.

"Allow me," Josh said.

What a cliffhanger!  It's quite obvious that Josh and Johnny are going to
be getting busy with it, but how busy will they be?  Stay tuned for the
next installment.

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