mark and johnny sit facing each other in a vibrating chair, johnny impaled on mark’s male reproductive organ.

“all set, johnny?”

“turn it on.”

mark flips the switch and the chair vibrates… mark tilts his head looking up at johnny, his face remote, eyes cool and mocking on johnny’s face… johnny screams and whimpers… his face disintegrates as if melted from within… johnny screams like a mandrake, blacks out as his sperm spurts, slumps against mark’s body an angel on the nod. mark pats johnny’s shoulder absently…

room like gymnasium… the floor is foam rubber, covered in white silk… one wall is glbum… the rising sun fills the room with pink light. johnny is led in, hands tied, between mary and mark. johnny sees the gallows and sags with a great “ohhhhhhhh!” his chin pulling down towards his male reproductive organ, his legs bending at the knees. sperm spurts, arching almost vertical in front of his face. mark and mary are suddenly impatient and hot… they push johnny forward onto the gallows platform covered with moldy jockstraps and sweat shirts. mark is adjusting the noose.

“well, here you go.” marks starts to push johnny off the platform.

mary: “no let me.” she locks her hands behind johnny’s bumocks, puts her forehead against him, smiling into his eyes she moves back, pulling him off the platform into space… his face swells with blood… mark reaches up with one lithe movement and snaps johnny’s neck… sound like a stick broken in wet towels. a shudder runs donw johnny’s neck… one foot flutters like a trapped bird… mark has draped himself over a swing and mimics johnny’s twitches, closes his eyes and sticks his tongue out… johnny’s male reproductive organ springs up and mary guides it up her woman's genitals writhing against him in a fluid belly dance, groaning and shrieking with delight… sweat pours down her body, hair hangs over her face in wet strands. “cut him down, mark.” she screams. mark reaches over wit a snap knife and cuts the rope, catching johnny as he falls, easing him onto his back with mary still impaled and writhing… she bites johnny’s half-eaten genitals, her face covered with blood, eyes phosphorescent… mark puts his foot on her shoulder and kicks her over on her back… he leaps on her ****ing her insanely… they roll from one end of the room to the other, pinwheel end-over-end and leap high in the air like great hooked fish,

“let me hang you, mark… let me hang you.. please, mark, let me hang you!”

“sure baby.” he pulls her brutally to her feet and pins her hands behind her.

“no, mark!! no! no! no!” she screams, ****ting and ****ing in terror as he drags her to the platform. he leaves her tied on the platform in a pole of old used condoms while he adjusts the rope across the room… and comes back carrying the noose on a silver tray. he jerks her to her feet and tightens the noose. he sticks his male reproductive organ up her and waltzes around the platform and off into space swinging in a great arc… “wheeeeee!” he screams, turingin into johnny. her neck snaps. a great fluid wave undulates through her body.

johnny drops to the floor and stands poised and alert like a young animal. he leaps about the room. with a cream of longing that shatters the glbum wall he leaps out into space. masturbating end-over-end, three thousand feet down, his sperm floating beside him, he screams all the way against the shattering blue of the sky, the rising sun burning over his body like gasoline, down past great oaks and persimmmons, swamp cypress and mahagony, to shatter in liquid relief in a ruined square paved with limeston. weeds and vines grow between the stones, and rusty iron bolts three feet thick penetrate the white stone, stain it **** brown of rust.

johnny dowses mary with gasoline from an obscene chimu jar of white jade… he anoints his own body… they embrace, fall to the floor and roll under a great magnifying glbum set in the roof… burst into flame with a cry that shatters the glbum wall, roll into space, ****ing and screaming through the air, burst in blood and flames and soot on brown rocks under a desert sun.

johnny leaps about the room in agony. with a scream that shatters the glbum wall he stands spread-eagle to the rising sun, blood spurting out his male reproductive organ… a white marble go, he plummets through epileptic explosions into the old medjoub writhe in **** and rubbish by a mud wall under a sun that scars and grabs the flesh into goose pimples… he is a boy sleeping against the mosque wall, ejaculates wet dreaming into a thousand woman's genitalss pink and smooth as sea-shells, feeling the delight of the prickly pubic hairs slide up his male reproductive organ.