Stranger at the Door by Victor J. Banis

Author:Victor J. Banis
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay, erotica, suspense, homosexual, mystery
Publisher: Wildside Press LLC
Published: 2012-04-10T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER SIX

The descent from Elysium was a crashing downfall, discordant and thundering. The wave that had borne Roger along so thrillingly sent him breaking across the jagged shoreline of reality, spinning and toppling end over end.

He woke to blinding pain and jangling nerves, but the spinning continued. Even his familiar parlor appeared foreign and grotesque to him. He tried to stand, but the effort was too much and he slumped sideways against the divan as a fit of vomiting seized him. It seemed as though he were trying to empty himself of the entire sordid experience. The waves of nausea swept over him with the regularity and the intensity of a climax.

It was over at last. It receded to leave him weak and shaken. He rubbed his forehead against the cool silk and, with an effort, opened his eyes again and attempted to focus them on his surroundings.

Yes, he was really here, in his own parlor, his own home. He looked down at himself. He was as naked as he had remembered, his pale, flabby body seeming to him unsightly and unspeakably obscene in this formal setting.

The others were still there as well. Lenny was sprawled on another sofa, one leg dangling over the side, his long cock relaxed on his leg, his handsome face smiling in his sleep.

The other two were near Roger on the floor. Marty’s big boned body sprawled ungracefully, his limbs spread wide, his mouth open. He was snoring deeply. Zak lay on his stomach near Marty, the sensuous curves of his buttocks turned to Roger’s view, his face almost in Marty’s crotch. One hand still lay limply upon Marty’s large cock, as though even in sleep he continued the crazed orgy of the previous evening.

Sleeping as he was now, Zak had an astonishing look of innocence. He seemed incredibly young and untroubled, with his sweet, pretty face and a small youthful body that, in repose, was free of the exaggerated mannerisms that otherwise detracted form his appeal.

Lenny groaned from the sofa and stirred slightly. Roger grimaced and struggled to get to his feet. He didn’t want to face them when they awoke. He could scarcely bear himself, let alone them.

He made it to his feet finally and half-walked, half-stumbled to the door. Not until he was on his way up the stairs did he think of his clothing, still strewn about the parlor. With the memory, he again felt self conscious of his nudity, but he did not return for the clothing. It would be there later. For now, he wanted only to get to the safety of his room, to hide himself not only from their knowing eyes but from his own thoughts as well.

His flight was a futile one, though. His thoughts and his shame remained with him, mocking him. He was sick again in his bathroom. Afterward, he showered, standing for a full half hour under the stinging spray, yet when he emerged he felt still as dirty as before. He shaved

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