Date: Tue, 11 Nov 2008 01:25:30 EST
From: SpankThoseButz@aol.com
Subject: "DEAD MAN'S DESIRE" (Part 4)
Readers: Sure hope you enjoy this next chapter in this HOT supernatural
erotic-nightmare! When you envision an erotic nightmare like this with
elaborate movie props and carefully made-up actors and costumed mannequins,
it makes this haunting fantasy so damn HOT!! Enjoy!!
The erotic nightmare, as always, began as it always did, with
me wandering through the dimly-lit, echoing corridors of a deserted
mausoleum. My footsteps echoed down the silent halls.......and...as I
slowly traipsed along, I could feel my huge dick start to harden behind my
fly....knowing FULL well where this erotic nightmare was going to lead!
However, I was surprised to stumble across a dark, long-disused
stairway, that I had not encountered in my previous dreams......something
simply compelled me to descend those spooky stairwell and see what awaited
me!
With my flashlight guiding my way, I went down the old, cracked
marble staircase to a lower level crypt I had not known existed.
I played my flashlight on the wall vaults, and was checking
out the names of the men who had been interred here years ago.....the latest
entombment here was 1940!! Then, sure enough, as if on cue, that eerie,
familiar organ music started to play, and, also as expected, I heard the sounds of
fractured marble clattering to the floor, followed by the harsh, grating
sounds of caskets sliding out of their wall vaults.
At least a dozen caskets had slid out of
their crypts, and the one nearest me creaked open, and the lid
slowly....VERY slowly....creaked open, sending chills up my spine, and jolts of pleasure
through my aching nuts.
When the lid opened all the way, I saw that the body inside was that of a circa
1930's pro football player, his old-time uniform, though musty, and somewhat
moldy, was still in surprisingly good condition after all these many
decades. You could tell, even after at least 70 years of being entombed, this
old-time football hero had to be one HOT-looking guy, his square-jawed profile
still evident, though his face and head looked like a mannequin covered with
shriveled plastic. I then glanced at his old-time uniform pants, and, holy shit,
I notice this HUGE bulge behind the crotch laces, ready to rip the ancient
cords to frayed shreds!!!!
Not one to waste time, I just ripped apart the brittle laces,
and roughly pulled back the flaps on those ancient uniform pants.
That's when I started salivating like a mad dog, when I saw this huge
bulge of long-mummified cock, STILL hard....and ready to rip through a worn jock,
obviously encrusted with decades-old jizz! Well, I just leaned into the
old-timer football hero's casket and started licking that massive bulge through
the worn, vintage jock pouch. Man, you could STILL taste the faint taste of
spunk on that crusty old jock pouch!
The more I licked, the more the old material dissolved,
and, as the last shred of material dissolved, the long-dead player's huge,
solidified erection just swung out, smacking me right on the chin! I started
licking the still angry-looking head with my hot tongue, and, I swear to God, I
could hear this long-deceased football hero moan deep in his withered
throat....moaning in pleasure!!
As I went down on this ancient jock cock, I let my hands wander over
the still-hunky length of the footballer's cadever, my fingers tweaking his
perpetually-hard, eraser-sized nipples through his moldering jersey, lettered
"CENTRAL" and numbered "69"!! What a damn appropriate number!!!
The long-slumbering jock moaned in pleasure again, and, without
warning, a tremendous crash was heard, echoing off of the marble walls, and,
for a few seconds, everything went black. When the lights came back on, the
old-time football player and his casket were gone, and I now was face-to-face
with the corpse of an another old-time sportsman, this time, a 1920s baseball
player!! "ROCHESTER ROCKETS" was still clearly emblazoned on his moldy
jersey, and, like the football player, ALSO sporting a big "69"!! He sat on the
half-open lid of his casket, his skull-like face leering lustily at me, his eye
sockets empty, but, somehow, I KNEW he was looking at me.....and he wanted
SOMETHING.......it was obviously "BATTER UP" and time to "PLAY BALL!" It was
obviously time for me to "step up to the plate"!
The embalmer who did the job on
this once-sexy ballplayer must have done a tremendous job, for, his torso was,
despite the fact that this homeplate hero was dead at least 80 years, still
solid, broad-shouldered, and beefy. In the blink of an eye, the bulky body of
the old-time slugger turned around, and bent over the closed half of his
coffin, and that's when I nearly shot my wad in my pants right then and
there!!!!
Fuck, the corpse of this historic baseball
player STILL sported a big, broad, well-rounded ass that must have turned heads
in the locker rooms and the showers after a game, back in the Roaring 20s!!
As though guided by instinct, I reached over and ripped the thick leather belt
that was still in his belt loops, and, after doubling up the worn, somewhat
stiff leather, I started whipping the dead slugger's bulky, solid buns, right
through the seat of his moldy uniforms pants!
The belt made sharp, cracking noise as it
assaulted his long-dead butt, and, bit by bit, the seat of those tight,
decades-old baseball pants just disintegrated, revealing a twin-mounds of bulky,
solidified buttflesh, two petrified mounds of man-flesh that STILL had wisps of
hair covering them! And STILL framed by the moldy leg-bands of his jock!!!
I reached into his casket, and hauled out his old bat,
a worn, weathered hunk of wood that would be put to damn good use!! I
slobbered all over the thick end of the old bat, and just jammed it roughly between
those massive, solidified baseball player corpse's buns, and ripped into his
long-dormant hole. It was obvious that I was REALLY driving one "deep into
center"!! Fuck,
the dead slugger let loose with a bellowing moan, that was both frightening
and highly erotic! Like a madman, I raped the deceased ballplayer's tight
asshole, ripping pieces of old flesh from between his still meaty, jock-framed
glutes. Then, once again, the lights went out, flickered, and then came on
again, as the weird organ music continued to play from somewhere from far off down
the corridor.
Now, I found that
instead of fucking the dead ballplayer's bulky, petrified ass with his own
bat, I was now doing it with my OWN massive "bat", jutting angrily out of the
fly of my suit pants!! Shit, his hole was STILL tight as hell, and I continued
to pummel away at the old-time baseball player's humpy ass, my hairy balls
smacking those solid, withered glutes with moist, smacking sounds. Without
warning, the corpse of the old-time football player appeared, and he started
spanking my round, trouser-clad butt with a piece of splintered wood, really
thrashing my hot little butt good, spurring me on to really speed up my fucking.
My hands clutched the bony, but still-broad shoulders of the baseball
player's corpse, and that's when I noticed at least a dozen of other long-dead
male cadevers, all wearing remains of long-outmoded clothing, all enjoying the
hot action before them, their skeletal hands reaching into their moldy
trousers and whacking their long-slumbering, petrified cocks!
What a fuckin' show!!
Too soon, my hairy, boiling nuts could take no more, as my huge living
fuckstick exploded, flooding the dead baseball player's anal cavity with boiling
jets of sticky jizz, as the big body of the old-time football player continued
to angrily whack my ass with that piece of splintered wood. So much cum did I
pump into the dead ballplayer's hole, that is was oozing out in thick
streams, coating the back of his huge, mummified balls, and staining the crotch of
my suit pants. With a loud gasp, I awoke....as usual...drenched in sweat...my
heart pounding, and a huge erection ready to rip my fly open!! Fuck, I
couldn't wait unti TOMORROW night!!! THE END!! Hope you enjoyed! Comments are
ALWAYS welcome!!