Date: Sat, 18 Jun 2016 01:17:12 -0400
From: Milford Slabaugh <tommyhawk1@aol.com>
Subject: When the Gremlins Came

                      WHEN THE GREMLINS CAME
                      By Tommyhawk1@AOL.COM
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     When I first saw a gremlin that day I was late to work. My own fault,
I had overslept, and when you miss that first bus, it throws off the entire
commute. Missed my connection and the ten minutes I'd overslept had become
almost forty minutes late when I got to the bus stop a block away from my
job. I walked across the street and stopped dead in my tracks as I reached
the curb on the other side.
     The gremlin was sitting on the trash can at the corner there on the
street corner. Just perched there on the large circular concrete trash-can
holder, looking like he thought he belonged there. I call them "gremlins"
because I can't call them "elves" or "fairies" or "pixies" because those
terms all have extra meanings I don't intend when I talk about them. Small,
man-like beings with spindly legs and arms, the rest of the body smooth and
hairless. And green, did I forget to mention they were green? A medium
green, not too dark, not too light, just...green, with large yellow eyes
and a too-wide, too-merry smile as he watched the young men walking along
the street.
     My little sea-side town (I won't name it for you, though you might
figure it out by the time I finish this story) has a lot of cute guys in
it, they gravitate to the town because of the nearby ocean, for the
beautiful warm landscape, for the tidy little businesses that cater to the
tourists that come to walk among the palm trees and the world-famous
year-round carnival and the famous cirque with their acrobat-only shows (I
said you could probably figure it out). A guy walked by at that time,
around me standing stupified in the street and stepping up onto the
curb. He was sandy-haired, broad-shouldered, wearing only a red tank-top
and a pair of gray shorts that managed to hug his taut buttocks as he
walked, and I briefly looked away from the gremlin to stare at that
beautiful body.
     The gremlin was watching him, too, and he said, to me, "Makes you want
to just jump on him and hump that sweet ass of his over and over again,
doesn't it?"
     "Uhhhh!" I thought he was just a visual hallucination, him speaking to
me made it a hell of a lot worse.
     "I think I'll follow him, see where he's going." and the gremlin
hopped spryly down from the trash can and bounded after the cute hunk. I
shook myself and looked again, he was lost behind some tourists (a whole
cluster of them) walking the other direction and blocking my view, and I
walked through them and the cute guy and the gremlin were both gone.
     I didn't say anything to anybody (trust me, you don't!), I just hoped
it was a brief lapse of sanity and wouldn't repeat itself. I was tired, I
was worn out from my work and had just had a short break with reality. It
can happen, you know, I had a high fever once from a bout of flu and had
gigantic wasps crawling around my bedroom buzzing their wings angrily. This
had been a briefer non-fevered version of the same, that's all. I'd be fine
when I got to the office and settled in, had some coffee.
     I didn't see a single gremlin the rest of the work day and was most of
my way home when I saw the next one. Next two, I should say, for they were
at the top of the small hill I have to climb over to get to my apartment a
block beyond that crest. A cute Latino guy in his early thirties lives
there, and often hangs out there on the sidewalk with his buddies, who
lounge there between the cars and the small wall in front of the guy's
house. Three of the guys were there with the cute Latino, but the two
gremlins were both at the cute Latino guy. One of them was busily sucking
the cute guy's cock, and the other one was standing on the edge of the wall
and had both hands busy playing with the cute Latino's nipples. The Latino
guy was groaning and his friends were just standing there talking and
laughing like they always did!
     I stood there and watched them while the Latino guy even answered the
other guys' questions now and then, and while his answers were strained and
wavering from his passion, the others never noticed. And then the cute guy
moaned, and climaxed, the gremlin pulled off his dong and used his hand and
sprayed the jizz all over himself, a white spray that flew out in a wide
cone of separated droplets, and the gremlin laughed as the spunk splattered
him and so did his friend. And the stud's friends all never noticed a
thing, just me looking at them and gawking.
     "Do you need something?" one of the friends asked me.
     "Yeah, do you need something, Luke?" a gremlin asked me. He knew my
name!
     "No, no!" I babbled. "I'm, I'm good."
     "Okay." They were looking at me like I was crazy (and wasn't I?), and
the stud guy pulled up his pants while looking at me the same way, and I
shook myself again and muttered an apology and walked on past them,
thinking to myself, I got to get myself home, right now!
     "You ought to try it, Luke!" the gremlin said. He was the one who had
been sucking the Latino guys, the other one was busily licking the jizz off
of him. "It's a lot of fun, you know!"
     Looking back, I didn't say anything, for the stud and his friends were
watching me closely, and I got out of there and back to my apartment,
locked the door and stood there, leaning against it, panting hard.
     Oh, God! I was losing my mind! That couldn't have been happening, it
couldn't! I just stood there, convinced myself that maybe I'd get over it
and if not, I'd take myself down to the hospital and get myself
committed. But not tonight. I was going to eat something, watch television
and get myself a good night's sleep, see if that fixed things.
     I watched television all right, and was fine until the news came on at
eleven o'clock. All the stuff that had happened that day.
     And the gremlins were all over everything! A live segment told me that
the gremlins were getting more and more populous, that is, the things that
had happened that morning only had one or two gremlins in it, the later
segments had more gremlins in them (crowds drew gremlins in droves) and the
live segments were just as bad.
     I wasn't crazy! I was the only one who could see them, but there was
no doubt, these gremlins were real and they were busily sucking, fondling,
groping, getting fucked on and (in some cases) were fucking or getting
sucked by all the men in the world! Women and children were immune, didn't
see or hear them, and the men, too, were a strange combination of
cooperative and oblivious, they'd help with the sex being performed on
them, but never react to it in any overt way. Two guys, both being sucked,
would carry on a conversation with each other and the girl with them, and
never comment about the gremlin-sex.
     By midnight, I had seen enough. I turned off the television and sat
there in the light of a single lamp by my side and considered what I could
do.
     How do you save the human race when you're only one man? Should I try
to kill these gremlins, or try to make other men see what was going on? How
do you do that without sounding crazy? Maybe I really was crazy and this
was some really thorough dream state I was in. How do you find out which?
     Tomorrow, I'd go to the hospital and check myself in, get committed
and let someone else decide that for me.
     With that, I went to bed, but I didn't get much sleep. I called in
sick and set out for the hospital, figuring that I could let them tell my
boss I was being locked up in the funny farm.
     But I had to get there, first. With payday three days away, my only
choice was to take the bus there.
     I should have gone the moment I saw that first gremlin! If you ever
find yourself in that position, do the sensible thing, head right for the
head-shrinker, right then! Don't wait like I did!
     Every man I saw had gremlins on him, with him, and more were running
about in complete abandon. I tried to behave like I didn't see them, but
they knew, they all knew. Everywhere I went, the gremlins were calling,
"Hey, Luke!" "Nice to see you, Luke?" And worst of all, "Hey, Luke, get a
load of this guy? You want to join in?" I only got that when the guy they
were balling or sucking or fondling was a gorgeous, cute hunk! I fended off
that offer the first couple of times, but then the third one came along.
     I was on the bus, and ended up seated next to a gorgeous blond guy a
couple blocks later on the trip. And he'd just climbed on the bus and sat
down next to me when the gremlins on board spotted him.
     "Whoo, gorgeous one here!" one called.
     "I want him first!" Another one declared.
     "No, me!"
     "Hey, Luke's here!" the first gremlin noticed me. "How's it going,
Luke?"
     I pretended I didn't see anything. Like all the other guys on the bus
who were getting sucked or sucking gremlin cocks or having their dicks
jerked by gremlins. Just another bus rider, and I'd get to the hospital and
I could quit pretending.
     "Aren't you going to say anything to me, Luke?" the gremlin asked me,
crawling in my lap and getting right in my face.
     I gritted my teeth and said, "Go away. Please. All of you."
     "What's wrong, Luke? Are you not feeling well?"
     I looked around, nobody had noticed my hushed conversation. Yet. And
it was a bus, people on board talk to themselves sometimes, crazy
people...but wasn't I crazy?
     "Why can't you leave me alone?" I said then, still softly.
     "But Luke, what are you complaining about? Isn't this everything you
wanted?"
     I didn't expect my delusion to say THAT! "What?"
     "Come on, all these gorgeous guys and you never get to play with any
of them. Well, we're here now. Come on, join in, it's easy."
     "Sure, Luke." A second gremlin said. He was busily unfastening the
blond guy's trousers and as I watched, he reached in and pulled out a
substantial whanger! Isn't that the way things work? A big, hunky guy, with
beautiful blue eyes, ruggedly handsome square face, broad rounded
shoulders, washboard abs, and to top it off, he had a dong that was a solid
nine or ten inches long!
     "Get a load of this cucumber, Luke!" grinned the gremlin. "Bet you
want to chow down on it, don't you?"
     I did, I don't deny it. Watching all this gay sex, even with gremlins,
had me worked up even as it made me doubt my sanity! And this hunky stud
right beside me on the bus, and nobody noticing his cock standing up proud
and hard in the daylight, made me want him more than ever.
     "So go ahead." the gremlin told me, waggling that dong back and forth
invitingly. "Give it a taste. Knock yourself out."
     "Sure, go ahead!" the gremlin who had slid out of my lap said. "This
one is all yours. Come on, we want to see you suck on it!"
     I swallowed hard. Okay, I was crazy, but in that case, this was all
just a dream. Maybe I wasn't on this bus anyhow, just lying in my bed
drooling. Or if I was here in real life, then my touching that guy's crotch
would make him react, even if he didn't notice the gremlins.
     What did I have to lose?
     I swallowed again and reached my hand out and caught hold of the blond
guy's cock. It was real, at least, it felt real to me. Warm and
soft-skinned over hot hard shaft and it was in my hand!
     "Oh, God!" I sighed. Looked at the guy. He was looking abstractedly
out the window. Paying no attention to me fondling his cock.
     That made me braver, and I began to pump on the organ. Looked at the
others sitting across from me, they had to be able to see this. But they
weren't reacting, not the two Latina ladies and definitely not the black
guy sitting to their right, because he had a gremlin riding on his long,
hard, black cock with wild abandon.
     "Why don't you suck him, Luke?" the second gremlin asked me. "You know
you want to."
     "Yeah, that's why we came here." the first agreed.
     I know I should have asked what the first gremlin meant by that, but I
had a hot blond-hair based prong in my hand and I had carte blanche to do
with it what I wanted. I leaned over and stuffed that long pud into my
mouth and it was, oh, so good! Thick, warm meaty man-sausage, and the tip
was leaking a hot, salty fluid that was like the cherry on top of a sundae,
and I wanted it, I wanted it all!
     It was bliss, sliding my mouth up and down that thick, sweet prick. I
won soft moans of pleasure from the guy, too, though when I looked up, he
had his eyes closed and was almost nodding off to sleep. Lost in his
pleasure, lost in his dreams. I was a dream, or living a dream. I couldn't
tell the difference, and I didn't care.
     "Yeah, Luke, suck that hard dick, suck it good!" the first gremlin
told me. He was right by my side, watching me avidly as I serviced this
blond schlong. The second gremlin was standing on the seat next to the
blond guy which was otherwise empty and his long, an absurdly long, tongue
was licking the blond guy's face. Going into his mouth, French-kissing the
stud who just lay there and let him do it. Given how long that tongue was,
I'd think he'd gag, because that thing was doing far more than tickling his
tonsils.
     "Mmmmm!" the blond guy murmured. Very softly. But he was getting
close, sleepy or not.
     I began to suck on him harder, I wanted that load he had in there, I
wanted it all for myself, I wasn't sharing it with no imaginary,
green-skinned travesties of men. This was mine! I got off my seat and knelt
on the floor of the bus before him, so I could suck him harder and faster,
and I could, and I did.
     "Mmmm! Mmmmm! Mmm-mmmm!" the blond guy groaned.
     "AH-AH-HHAH-AH-AH!" the black guy across the way suddenly roared out
and it startled me and others on the bus, people laughed...but nobody
screamed about the black guy squirting jizz all over the place, in clear,
plain sight. A real noisy comer, the guy was, and he wasn't holding back.
     But it was treated as just another bit of noise on the bus from a
stranger.
     I looked up and the blond guy's face was wrinkled up in his passion
but he still didn't open his eyes to see who was sucking him. His mouth was
open, and he was grunting, short little grunts now, and his cock was
getting hotter and hotter in my mouth.
     "Mh, mh, mh, mh, mh!" The blond guy guttered. "Mh-mh-mh-mh, MMMMHHH,
HHHH, HMMMMMM!"
     Hot squibs of jizz exploded out of his cock and into my mouth, oh,
God, I got it, I got this hunk's come, and I swallowed it down in ecstatic
joy myself, just this side of a climax without even touching myself it was,
just drinking it down, and more flew out and I gulped again, and again and
again. And he was gone, panting hard, moaning, and his cock, so hard, and I
kept it in my mouth as is cooled, deflated, softened, and when I released
him, that nine-inch proud rod was a wet, limp, soggy lump of flesh and
nothing else.
     The gremlin tucked it back into the guy's pants and zipped him up with
an easy, practiced motion. The blond guy shifted in his seat and was now
definitely asleep. Nobody else noticed what I'd done, and I got back into
my seat.
     "I knew you'd love it, Luke." the second gremlin said.
     "No reason for you to suffer, you know." the first gremlin said.
     "Yeah, you can suck and fuck anyone you want, now." the second agreed.
     "I can? Wait a minute." my head was reeling with this. "Just what is
going on here?"
     "Happens in every dimension we visit." the first gremlin went on. "One
inhabitant is able to see us, able to know we're here."
     "The dimensional shift keeps everyone else from knowing we're even
about."
     "I think the one person always was sitting kind of straddle of the
dimensional gate." the first one mused. "He's always one who's kind of a
ne'er-do-well person, ignored by everyone else, just a cog in a machine and
nothing else. No family, no friends, no lovers. Am I getting close with
you, Luke?" he asked me.
     "Dead on right." I admitted ruefully.
     "So you see us and you have a unique opportunity here. The dimensional
gate will be open for quite a long period of time, about thirty of your
years. You can live like one of us for that long, play with anyone you
like, anytime you like. Or if you want, we can work on you, use our
dimensional gate to kind of push you over into your own dimension fully,
make it so you can't see us like everyone else. On the other hand, you'll
find it a lot easier to make friends and find lovers. It's your choice." He
cocked an eye at me.
     Thirty years of free cocks and asses on handsome studs at my whim,
versus a chance at a new and more complete life. Hell of a choice! But it
explained a lot, and didn't make me crazy, and that's worth a lot. "Can I
think about it?" I said.
     "Sure." the gremlin agreed. "Just ask any of us when you make up your
mind."
     I went back home and did think about it. Overnight, I figured I owed
that much.
     The next day, I was headed back to work. Gremlins were all about and
this time I waved at them as old friends and they all waved back, and kept
on balling whoever they were working over. Got on the bus and I'm pretty
sure my particular gremlin-friend was the one that approached me. "So,
Luke, how are you today?" he asked me.
     "Good enough, I made up my mind." I said.
     "And that is?" he cocked an eye at me, a big, yellow, friendly eye.
     I grinned at him. "Just consider me a part of the family." I told him.
     "I figured you'd say that." he grinned back at me. "Everyone does. But
we have to offer."
     "Yeah." I agreed. A big, black stud got on the bus, huge and handsome
and a bit on the mean-looking side. "This one's mine." I told the gremlin.
     "Knock yourself out."
     "Oh, I will, I will." I agreed. My bus ride to work and back home was
a forty-five minute nightmare each way. But from now on, I was going to
enjoy the ride!

                             THE END
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