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from: Zippy
205.188.195.49
7/11/00
12:59:51 PM
MUGAWUMP
Gilt and red plush. Rococo bar backed by pink shell.
The air is cloyed with a sweet evil substance like
decayed honey. Men and women in evening dress sip
pousse-cafes through alabaster tubes. Mugwump sits
naked on a bar stool covered in pink silk.
He licks warm honey from a crystal goblet with a long
black tongue. His genitals are perfectly formed -- cir-
cumcised cock, black shiny pubic hairs. His lips are
thin and purple-blue like the lips of a penis, his eyes
blank with insect calm. Mugwump has no liver,
maintaining himself exclusive on sweets. Mugwump
pushes a slender blond youth to a couch and strips him
expertly.
"Stand up and turn around," he orders in telepathic
pictographs. He ties the boy's hands behind him with
a red silk cord. "Tonight we make it all the way."
"No, no!" screams the boy.
"Yes. Yes."
Cocks ejaculate in silent "yes." Mugwump part silk
curtains, reveal a teak wood gallows against lighted
screen of red Hint. Gallows is on a dais of Aztec
mosaics.
The boy crumples to his knees with a long
"OOOOOOOOH," shitting and pissing in terror. He
feels the shit warm between his thighs. A great wave
of hot blood swells his lips and throat. His body con-
tracts into a foetal position and sperm spurts hot into
his face. The Mugwump dips hot perfumed water from
alabaster bowl, pensively washes the boy's ass and
A warm wind plays over the boys body and the hairs float
free.
Mugwump puts a hand under the boy's chest and pulls
him to his feet. Holding him by
both pinioned elbows, propels him up the steps and under
the noose. He stands in front of the boy
holding the noose in both hands. The boy looks into
Mugwumps eyes blank as obsidian mirrors,
pools of black blood, glory holes in a toilet wall closing on
the Last Erection. An old garbage
collector, face fine and yellow as Chinese ivory, blows
The Blast on his dented brass horn, wakes
the Spanish pimp with a hard-on. Whore staggers out
through dust and shit and litter of dead
kittens, carrying bales of aborted foetuses, broken con-
doms, bloody Kotex, shit wrapped in
bright color comics. A vast still harbor of iridescent water.
Deserted gas well flares on the smoky
horizon. Stink of oil and sewage. Sick sharks swim
through the black water, belch sulphur from
rotting livers, ignore a bloody, broken Icarus. Naked Mr.
America, burning frantic with self bone.
Mugwump slips the noose over the boy's head and
tightens the knot caressingly behind the left
ear. The boy's penis is retracted, his balls tight. He looks
straight ahead breathing
deeply. Mugwump sidles around the boy goosing him and
caressing his
genitals in hieroglyphs of mockery. He moves in behind
the boy with a series of
bumps and shoves his cock up the boy's ass. He stands
there moving in circular gyrations. The
guests shush each other, nudge and giggle. Suddenly
Mugwump pushes the boy forward into
space, free of his cock. He steadies the boy with hands on
the hip bones, reaches up with his
stylized hiero- glyph hands and snaps the boy's neck. A
shudder passes through the boy's body.
His penis rises in three great surges pulling his pelvis up,
ejaculates immediately. Green sparks
explode behind his eyes. A sweet tooth- ache pain shoots
through his neck down the spine to the
groin, contracting the body in spasms of delight. His whole
body squeezes out through his cock.
A final spasm throws a great spurt of sperm across the
red screen like a shooting star. The boy
falls with soft gutty suction through a maze of penny
arcades and dirty pictures. A sharp turd
shoots clean out his ass. Farts shake his slender body.
Skyrockets burst in green clusters across a
great river. He hears the faint put-put of a motor boat in
jungle twilight.... Under silent wings of
the anopheles mosquito.
The Mugwump pulls the boy back onto his cock.
The boy squirms, impaled like a speared fish. The
Mugwump swings on the boy's back, his body con-
tracting in fluid waves. Blood flows down the boy's
chin from his mouth, half-open, sweet, and sulky in
death. Mugwump falls with a fluid, sated plop at his
feet.
