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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 4 2009, 10:04 PM (153 Views) | |
| Galileo | Oct 4 2009, 10:04 PM Post #1 |
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Getting too old for this shit.
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Moe was minding his own business, taking a piss behind a movie theater in an alley when a tall muscled stranger wearing a Sentry uniform began yelling at him. “ Hey, kid! You can’t do that! Put your shorts back on!” The Sentry then commented on Moe’s penis size. “Damn, that is one big dick. I’d let that kid mount me any day of the week.” As he continued starting lustily at the boy, Moe gazed back at him, puzzled. The Sentry shook his head and walked toward Moe to enforce the law as was his duty, but Moe didn’t take too kindly to his advances. He turned around, ready to fight while his exposed dick thudded audibly against the nearing Sentry’s waist. The man stopped and smiled at the boy, making Moe feel rather uncomfortable. Moe dealt with the pervert by deliver a swift kick into his groin. The Sentry crumpled to the ground in expected agony. “You little fucker. I’m going to cut your cock for that!” He angrily hissed. Moe finished relieving himself and intentionally allowed his stream to splatter all over his fallen enemy. He pulled his shorts back on when he finished, concealing his inhuman length. The Sentry recovered enough to stand after that, his black hair dripped with urine and his green eyes expressed only severe hatred and anger toward Moe. He unsheathed a massive iron sword from its container strapped to his back. Moe leaped back, avoiding the weapon’s sharp edge. “Aren’t you the graceful little dancer?” The blatant homosexual commented. He charged toward Moe. With nothing other than a fifty-foot-high wall behind him inscribed with crude spray-pained pictures of moogles raping SOLDIER, Moe had nowhere to run. The Sentry swung his weapon downward with every intention to slice open Moe’s shorts and destroy his penis, but Moe would have none of it. Acting on instinct alone and utilizing what he had learned about fighting from firsthand experience, he intercepted the sword with his crystal-protected left wrist. The Sentry looked at Moe, dumbfounded as though no one had ever blocked one of his attacks before. Moe seized the moment and punched his opponent in the gut. The Sentry dropped his weapon, clenched his stomach, and stumbled back a few steps. He leaned over and vomited uncontrollably onto the ground. He blew chunks a second time while Moe jumped above him and knocked him out cold by slamming a gauntlet-covered fist onto the Sentry’s unprotect head. Moe left the alley and rounded the corner, heading toward the theater entrance. He walked inside where an employee soon intercepted him and prohibited him from going any further into the building. “I’m sorry, sir, but if you want to go any further, I need to see your ticket. If you don’t have one you can buy one.” The older teen said. Moe walked back toward the entrance just as two geek teenage boys stepped inside. Both of them laughed at each other as though one of them had said something funny; they stopped in front of the ticket counter. Moe walked over to them and curiously investigated what they were doing. “Two tickets to see Zombie Land.” The customer that looked older from the countless number of pimples on the back of his neck, requested. A beautiful young woman with flawless golden blond hair and unrealistically large breasts walked over and gave them their tickets. Moe moved forward when the two teens moved out of his way. He smiled at the employee in complete admiration. “Hello, what movie would you like to see?” She asked. Moe merely stood while staring and drooling at the woman. She in turn gave him a look of disgust that Moe may have recognized. That is to say he would have recognized it had he not been involved in a daydream involving his moogle within and the lovely naked movie theater employee. His cock became erect from the presence of an attractive female. Its tip forced its way out of his shorts and into the open. The woman screamed while Moe instinctively reached down and wrapped his fingers around his dick. A nearby and first class SOLDIER merely sipped on his overpriced theater soda and stared. “You’d think she never saw a dick before in her life.” He muttered to himself. “You’re a SOLDIER, right? Aren’t you going to do something?” The nearby theater manager asked the SOLDIER. “I just got off duty ten minutes ago. It’s not my problem, dude. Call in some Sentry if you have to. Hey, look, there’s one now.” He said while pointing toward the bruised Sentry Moe recently defeated. The Sentry was limping his way pathetically into the theater while moaning, “I need to use your phone.” He then fell onto his front, gasping for breath. He even threw up for a third time that day. “He’ll take care of your problem, yep. He’s your guy. Now if you excuse me, I’m just going to go enjoy the film.” He then dashed off to see his movie while screaming, “ZOMBIE LAND, HERE I COME, BABY!” The theater manager threw his hands up in the air in frustration before he called for mall security to deal with the boy. There was no way in hell he was going to go near the disturbing and possibly even disturbed child. Meanwhile, Moe had completely removed his penis from his shorts and furiously masturbated. The girl who had aroused him left her station and made an emergency trip to the little girl’s room to throw up. Moe was too far involved with his own pleasure to notice her absence. He soon came and sprayed the nearby fallen Sentry with a powerful and long-lasting stream of cum. “Oh yeah, I knew you’d come to see things my way.” The sentry muttered then giggled. “Get it? Come? Ha! I made a funny.” The small theater’s only security officer ran forward from seemingly nowhere and grabbed onto Moe from behind. The physical contact immediately ended his fantasy. He reacted violently to the latest development by bending low and jumping toward the ceiling. The adult trying to escort him off the premises went through the air with Moe and struck the ceiling. The collision lost him his grip on the adolescent and his consciousness. Moe landed and ran out of the theater to avoid another confrontation. On his way out the door, he used one hand to try stuffing his semi-hard cock back into his shorts. |
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