First campain challenge story
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jana_denardoThis was a ton of fun to write. Here are the challenge rules: write a short story/flash fiction story in 200 words or less, excluding the title. It can be in any format, including a poem. Begin the story with the words, “Shadows crept across the wall”. These five words will be included in the word count.
If you want to give yourself an added challenge (optional), do one or more of these:
end the story with the words: "everything faded." (also included in the word count)
include the word "orange" in the story
write in the same genre you normally write
make your story 200 words exactly!
My story is 200 words exactly and since my usual genre is paranormal erotica, this IS erotica in nature.
Bad Boys
Shadows crept across the wall. Mike stroked his cock, watching the artist he picked up at the bar strip. Rich, pretty and dumb, that’s just how he liked them. His eyes swept over that taut belly, already imagining fucking that sweet ass. When the guy was sleeping it off, Mike would rob him blind, including the car they came here in.
Artist-boy sauntered over, his fingers splayed over his belly, an orange bat dangling from his navel piercing. The sight of him made Mike’s dick twitch, lengthening further in his hands. The artist-boy’s cock still hung sleeping. Artist-boy stroked himself, his eyes never leaving Mike’s.
“Bring that here,” Mike demanded.
Artist-boy got into bed with him. “You’ve been a bad boy, Mike.”
“Not yet I haven’t.” He smirked.
Artist-boy kissed him. Mike hated kissing, but this left him breathless, weak. “But you have. You’ve lied and robbed and humiliated men.”
“What?”
“One even committed suicide over it. He was a friend’s brother.” Artist-boy shoved Mike down straddling him, his mouth conquering his.
All the strength left Mike’s body. “What are…you doing?”
“I’m an Incubus.” Artist-boy grinned. “You’re just my food.”
His mouth sealed over Mike’s a final time. Everything faded.
I’m #153
If you want to give yourself an added challenge (optional), do one or more of these:
end the story with the words: "everything faded." (also included in the word count)
include the word "orange" in the story
write in the same genre you normally write
make your story 200 words exactly!
My story is 200 words exactly and since my usual genre is paranormal erotica, this IS erotica in nature.
Bad Boys
Shadows crept across the wall. Mike stroked his cock, watching the artist he picked up at the bar strip. Rich, pretty and dumb, that’s just how he liked them. His eyes swept over that taut belly, already imagining fucking that sweet ass. When the guy was sleeping it off, Mike would rob him blind, including the car they came here in.
Artist-boy sauntered over, his fingers splayed over his belly, an orange bat dangling from his navel piercing. The sight of him made Mike’s dick twitch, lengthening further in his hands. The artist-boy’s cock still hung sleeping. Artist-boy stroked himself, his eyes never leaving Mike’s.
“Bring that here,” Mike demanded.
Artist-boy got into bed with him. “You’ve been a bad boy, Mike.”
“Not yet I haven’t.” He smirked.
Artist-boy kissed him. Mike hated kissing, but this left him breathless, weak. “But you have. You’ve lied and robbed and humiliated men.”
“What?”
“One even committed suicide over it. He was a friend’s brother.” Artist-boy shoved Mike down straddling him, his mouth conquering his.
All the strength left Mike’s body. “What are…you doing?”
“I’m an Incubus.” Artist-boy grinned. “You’re just my food.”
His mouth sealed over Mike’s a final time. Everything faded.
I’m #153
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