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(Anonymous) 2011-04-15 12:05 am (UTC)(link)
Entry 35 ( : Alex wants Masky tied up for other reasons. J's reaction is author's choice.

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"The knife!" Alex shouted.

I stepped back, incredulous. I honestly hadn't been expecting to find anything at the house again. Went out of frustration and boredom, afraid to max out my credit card on another hotel or a cheeseburger from a local eatery. But when I went...

I found Alex. Or he found me.

I found Tim... Jesus Christ, how could the guy in the mask be Tim? It seemed like totheark might have hinted at it. And now they were on top of each other, Tim groaning underneath Alex's weight, cord stretched tight around his throat and mask stained with droplets of sweat that shone in the sunlight. It was unbelievable. It was insa--

"Give me the knife!" Alex snarled. Tim bucked against him, struggling.

I hesitated, making sure the camera was focused on them. Looked down where blood glinted crimson and wet on the blade. "No..." I started but Alex shoved Tim down and approached me.

"He's not going to follow us, Jay." Alex grabbed my wrist. The camera jerked. "Turn off the camera."

"No--" I said again but Alex thrust my hand down. The camera fell to the debris-laded floor with a crack. We all stared at it, Tim's eyes bulging, Alex's mouth forming a perfect O, and my hands shaking at the rough texture of Alex's on mine.

"Shit!" Tim gasped. "He's coming for you now, he's coming for us now, he's coming, he's coming--"

"Who?" I asked, dumbly.

Alex shook his head in disgust. Bent low to grab the knife.

Tim was on the floor, used his legs to back against the wall like a spider. He looked haunted, sideburns bushy and unkept and eyes glowing bright. The cord still dangled from around his throat.

"I'll follow you everywhere, Alex Kralie." Tim spat. "And I'll follow him--" He jerked his head to me. "--too."

"Why?" I asked.

Alex flailed. "Who gives a shit, Jay? Tie him up again." He looked at me, glasses gleaming as sharp as the weapon in his hand. "Now."

I obeyed. Tim tried to resist as I stretched the cord over his chest, binding his arms. Sank his teeth into the soft flesh of my wrist.

The sound that escaped my mouth wasn't a gasp or a groan, wasn't any sort of cry of pain. It had been so long since I was able to interact with anyone. I guess the long nights had taken their toll because when I reacted, I moaned.

The atmosphere changed then. Tim's eyes widened even further and Alex smirked.

"I thought it was something like that." Alex said. "Here." He handed the knife to me. "I'll make sure he's not able to move."

I watched with a detached sense of purpose, holding the knife just above Tim as Alex checked the bonds. Blood rushed from my head. I didn't know what was going to happen next. But the strange thing was I was more than a little excited at the prospect of standing over these two with a blade, these two "friends" of mine who seemed to be at the center of all this madness. It was almost as if I wanted to see them pay for luring me here. Almost.

Alex made one adjustment, looping the cord again around Tim's throat. Slammed him on the floor once more. His expression was needy.

“...Should we go now?” The knife was dripping. I stared at Alex’s arm where Tim must have stabbed him. The sanest thing to do would be to clean it. But I had a feeling that wouldn’t be happening.

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(Anonymous) 2011-04-15 12:35 am (UTC)(link)
Inspiration from this (!/marblehornets/status/49706148542156800) twitter update, but you can place it anywhere in the timeline you want!

[Found something that makes me not want to go through the rest of these tapes. Headache. Laying down for now. Uploading it tomorrow.]

J finds a tape (heavily distorted) that, upon closer inspection, contains questionable content between himself and his masked stalker.

(Anonymous) 2011-04-15 12:37 am (UTC)(link)
Hey, I am so on this. I started to write something kind of like this already. Might as well finish it!

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Humorous fanart or fanfic request: Found footage

(Anonymous) 2011-04-15 12:53 am (UTC)(link)
Since we can go all nuts on this...

I dare anyone to draw or write a short where Jay finds a tape that has the Operator doing a strip tease for the camera.

Smooth Operator (or "You Can Leave Your Tie On") Pt 1

(Anonymous) 2011-09-25 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
You don't even know what's on this tape, do you?

Jay wished to high heaven that he had never set eyes on this particular tape, never snuck back in to Alex's apartment, never been curious enough to risk everything just to view its contents. He had been so sure that this one tape lying on Alex's desk was the final piece of the puzzle, the one that would give him the answers he was seeking and make everything else make sense.

Instead, it only brought up more questions, ones that Jay was more than willing to leave unanswered, if truth be told.

He had seen many deeply disturbing things in the last few years, things that he remembered with a shudder, things that he tried to forget and things that he couldn't remember at all due to memory loss, but felt somewhere, deep inside, that they must have been beyond traumatic.

As he watched in fascinated and appalled horror, a thought formed in his head: if only he could somehow induce memory loss. Maybe once he was done, he would go run head-first into a brick wall. This was something he never wanted to remember as long as he lived. And yet, somehow, he couldn't look away.

The tape itself had seemed no different to any other, although on closer inspection, it appeared to have been played back by Alex many, many times: compared to the rest of Alex's tapes, the tape inside the casing looked worn to Jay's knowledgeable eyes.

Now, Jay's eyes were glued to the screen. The tape had started out like many others: Alex setting up the camera in his bedroom, then settling in to sleep for the night. All standard stuff that Jay had seen many times before. Until - that tell-tale sign - a visual tear in the tape and then boom, that thing was there, right in Alex's room. Alex seemed unaware and continued sleeping. Slowly, the thing, the Operator turned toward the rolling camera on Alex's desk. Jay had flinched: he couldn't help it. It was like it was looking straight at him, despite the disturbing lack of eyes to do so. The sound distortion suddenly intensified, so loud it startled him, until it reached a crescendo of near-deafening noise. Then much to Jay's surprise, the white-noise had seemed to coalesce into a discernible tune. A tune that Jay recognised, but couldn't believe he was hearing.

It was - no, it couldn't be - but it was - The Stripper, by David Rose.

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just throwing that out there because i know this is going to be a sausagefest >_>

(Anonymous) 2011-04-15 03:26 pm (UTC)(link)
When a knock came on the door, Jessica expected it to be that weird Jay guy from the next room over again. She coughed as she sat up. The time 4:44AM blared red from the nightstand. Rubbing her eyes (and her eyes hurt, she needed some fucking uninterrupted sleep), she hurried to pull a shirt over her head. The knocks came more urgently so she decided to just fuck the buttons and clutch the shirt to her chest as she peeped out into the hall.

"What do you--Amy?"

She opened the door wider to emit her... acquaintance. To call her a friend was wrong. They had taken a few classes together at film school but Amy had been more focussed on flirting with transfer students and boosting her "acting" career than making friends.

Amy looked terrible, nails broken and brunette roots growing into the bottle blonde. Her makeup was smeared as though she'd been crying.

"Jessica?" She sniffed. "What are you doing here?"

"I was kicked--" Jessica recited her backstory from memory before shaking her head. "No, a better question is what are you doing here? It's four AM."

Amy blinked back a few tears and bit her lip. "I don't know." She pushed a hand through her hair. It came back greasy. "I just woke up here, in the hallway. The last thing I knew Alex was telling me to leave--But that must have been days ago. Months ago. What day is it? Where am I? Did you hear anything--"

Jessica wanted to slam the door in her face but invited her in. Amy went straight to the bed, sitting on it and glancing up before averted her eyes.

"--um, your shirt--"

Jessica looked down. Her nipples were hard against the fabric, one peeping out through the unbuttoned cotton. Jessica folded her arms while Amy raised an eyebrow.

"Look, I don't know why I'm here either. But I've been here a couple of weeks now. And there's this guy next door who's acting really weird---"

"Guy?" Amy perked up. "Is his name Alex?"


Amy's face fell in terror. "Does he wear a suit?"

Jessica opened her mouth and closed it. Her arms fell to her side. Her breasts prickled as they were exposed to the cold air. "How did you know--"

Amy jumped up from the bed. "I don't know anything, Jess!" She cried. "All I know is I'm scared and I'm disgusting and I just want--" Tears streamed down her face. "--a shower." She finished, lamely.

Jessica blinked. Nothing made sense anymore. One minute, she'd been working on her own student film, the next it was months later and she was stranded in this hotel. The dreams that came to her while she slept were terrifying, almost real. Nothing made sense. But at least there was someone here acknowledging that and not lying like Jay.

"If you want a shower..." Jessica trailed off as she opened the bathroom door. Flicked on the lights and let her shirt fall to the floor. "I'll be in there."

Amy smiled for the first time in what she thought were months.

#Entry 18

(Anonymous) 2011-04-15 06:07 pm (UTC)(link)
The first time Jay encounters Masky.

Was it a struggle that we heard? Or something else entirely?

1. [Keeping. Secrets.]

(Anonymous) 2011-04-30 09:31 am (UTC)(link)
[AAagggh, that's a thought that always crossed my mind at that scene! xD Ill attempt a 4:30 AM fanfic *bows, bows* hopefully it's not shit riddled with typos!~]]

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(Anonymous) 2011-04-15 06:08 pm (UTC)(link)
MH cast orgy.

Under the influence of the Operator.

It must be done.

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Oh, I'm in love with Slenderman, Slenderman.
Oh, I'm in love with Slenderman, Slender.

Slender, slenderman.
Slender slenderman.
Slender, slenderman
Slender, totheark

When he comes to me I’m not ready
I film things and he appears on my screen
Don’t forgive him when he messes with my brain
Even after three times he fucking scares me

It’s him I’ll chase
It’s him I’ll chase, chase
A king with no face
King with no face

I'm just a crazy fool
Oh baby, he's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Slendy, baby

I'm just a crazy fool
Oh baby, he's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Slendy, baby

Oh, I'm in love with Slenderman, Slenderman.
Oh, I'm in love with Slenderman, Slenderman.

Slender, slenderman etc.

I couldn’t film the man without a face
Even my friends don’t forgive his crooked way
I’ve learned that slenderman is like a brick
He can burn a house or sink a dead body

It’s him I’ll chase
It’s him I’ll chase, chase
A ghost with no face
ghost with no face

I'm just a crazy fool
Oh baby, he's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Slendy, baby
I'm just a crazy fool
Oh baby, he's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Slendy, baby

Oh I’m in love with Slenderman

Oh I’m in love with Slenderman

In the most base of senses you beyond terrify
Faceless ghost, scary fucker, stalking my mind
But in the paranormal sense I film even though I’m tense
Slends kiss me if offenced or leave me alone next time

I don’t wanna find you
But something's pulling me toward you
Alex is my virtue
And Slenderman is the demon I cling to
I cling to

I'm just a crazy fool
Oh baby, he's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Slendy, baby

I'm just a crazy fool
Oh baby, he's so cruel
But I'm still in love with Slendy, baby

Oh, I'm in love with Slenderman, Slenderman.
Oh, I'm in love with Slenderman, Slenderman.

Slender, slenderman etc.

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Jaylex- Irrellevant sexytiemz in woods?

(Anonymous) 2011-04-30 10:42 am (UTC)(link)
Of course this thought has crossed any Alex/Jay-minded individual who watched Entry 38.

This anon wants Alex's "Come here"s to Jay at the end of that entry to mean EXACTLY what all fangirls/boys WANT that to mean. ;D <3 heh.

BONUS: If Jay at first is still all pissed and bitchy at Alex at first, like "wtfAlexWHATISTHIS?! >:o" but then just totally domineers their- *cough* outdoor activities. CAUSE WE ALL KNOW HE WANTED IT, DAMMIT! XD

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Have you seen this fic, fellow anon?

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Masky with a shoe on his head getting his swag on.

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(Anonymous) 2011-05-28 03:22 am (UTC)(link)
Those of you who go to Tim's LPs know that Tim has issued a proclamation that if someone links him to dirty porn of "him and Brian" he will make Brian read it aloud. He can actually be quoted as having said he wants Brian to not be able to look him in the face as a result of this fic.

Anon, make it happen. Tim/Brian. Dirtykinkywrong. I think Brian talking dirty would make this optimally uncomfortable. Go.

(Anonymous) 2011-05-28 06:49 pm (UTC)(link)
Someone PLEASE DO IT so I get to hear/see the results!

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(Anonymous) 2011-06-11 08:00 am (UTC)(link)
Tim/Jay. As Masky or not, doesn't matter. And...him not being too evil or mean? I guess I don't mind some antagonism, I'd just like to see something between these two that ISN'T non- or dub-con.

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I'm so working on this. Give me a couple days. Maybe one. Maybe two. I don't know yet.

But soooo working on it.


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(Anonymous) 2011-06-14 12:18 am (UTC)(link)
Tim/Jessica/Amy freaky three way with Tim (not as Masky) being a love slave to them.


(Anonymous) 2011-06-16 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
totheark (Brian) x Masky (Tim) x Jay.

What exactly happened after Jay went missing in Entry #19, and what took place during those three hours apart from what we see in Return?



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(Anonymous) 2011-06-18 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Jay x Alex

Enter the tragic hero and his unattainable companion.


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Alex and Tim in a relationship built on mutual batshit insanity. Jay walks in on them. Go.

(As an asexual, I'm probably doing it wrong...but damn it, it's a fic I want to see.)

(Anonymous) 2011-08-16 06:40 am (UTC)(link)
I really really wanna write this but I have no idea how. I mean I have an idea of how I would but I'm not entirely sure if it's what anon wants.

So I'll try that out but some specifics might help before I mess it up :I

(Never posted in a kink meme before, I'm so nervous!)

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If you all seen #43 (which I think you all did), I have a feeling we'll need an Alex/Operator fic with the Tall Man doing things to Alex under his control.

(Anonymous) 2011-06-28 06:22 pm (UTC)(link)
Circa Entry #43:

Slendy mind-controls Alex and Jay in the woods, has them participate in orgy with Tim. Both boys take turns bottoming for Tim (and each other?) and are hypnotized into loving it.

Entry #32

(Anonymous) 2011-07-01 02:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Jay and Jessica - He tells her to leave her door open. What happened after he uploaded the video?

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Is it really weird that I was waiting for someone to make this couple request?

And would this be a warm and fluffy feeling fic or full blown porn without plot sex?

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Why wasn't Jessica there in Entry #33?

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The answer coming soon!


(Anonymous) 2011-07-06 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
That scene where Brian was supposed to be practicing lines with Tim? Let's say a practice session got funky in the car. because. Umf<3

Unscripted (1/?)

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"Tell me again Brian, why are you friends with him?"

Brian looked over at Tim. They were currently walking back from the woods to Brian's car. Alex had ordered them to go away and practice their lines together while he, Seth and Sarah worked on the set. He had said he was sick of the two of them "goofing around like a pair of kids". In all honesty, Tim had been goofing around a lot today. And when he got like that, of course Brian couldn't resist joining in.

Brian shook his head. "I don't know what's up with him at the moment. He's usually a pretty fun guy."

"Really? I would say he's a complete douche."

"Come on, he's not that bad."

"The guy's a jerk, and he urgently needs someone to surgically remove that stick up his ass."

Brian chuckled quietly but didn't say anything. The five of them had arrived at the park earlier that afternoon to put together the set for the bonfire scene - the scene where Brian and Sarah's characters finally had a heart-to-heart conversation and confessed their feelings. Alex had spent most of the afternoon gathering firewood, setting up the cameras and ordering Seth around. Sarah had just hung around, texting a friend on her cell. So, to pass the time, he and Tim had had a fake lightsaber battle with branches (Brian provided the sound effects), a tree-climbing contest (Tim had won) and a re-enactment of several classic Monty Python sketches (Seth was amused. Alex most definitely was not.)

It was late afternoon now and would soon be getting dark. Once it was dark enough, they were going to light the bonfire and start shooting. Privately, Brian was a little worried about the idea of starting a fire in the middle of a wood, but none of the others seemed too concerned. Anyway, Alex had brought a fire extinguisher just to be safe. Brian also knew that the fire department weren't too far away if the worst happened and it got out of hand.

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What this kink comment needs...

(Anonymous) 2011-07-10 06:40 am (UTC)(link) closet sex. Because WE NEED IT.

Want a Timasky with anyone from the cast or a random person that is caught by him (male or female, it's the author's choice).

Slendy x Masky, PLEASE

(Anonymous) 2011-07-13 07:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Whether under mind-control or not, I would just LOVE to see some Slendy x Masky up in here.

Found You (Forever), 1/?

(Anonymous) 2011-10-09 09:06 pm (UTC)(link)
A/N: This will be Slendy/Masky of sorts if I decide to finish it, with added appearance of Trail Guy. Split POV, PG-13 for violence.

Chris often liked to walk the trails at Rosswood Park once he got out of work. It was a chance to listen to some good music on his iPod and to avoid going home for as long as possible. Usually he didn't come across many others walking through the woods at that time: most people used the paths in the mornings or during the day. Later in the evening was the time when he could usually guarantee he would be alone.

Not this time. While looking up to skip a track on his iPod, he noticed a guy up ahead. The guy had his back to him and had left the established trail, so that he was heading deeper into the forest. Chris was surprised to see that the guy was having a lot of trouble walking. He was reaching out and grabbing onto tree trunks for support, and looked like he was trying to keep his weight off one leg. Chris wondered if he had hurt himself in the woods. If he had, he was going in the wrong direction, heading away from the open parkland and the road.

Usually, Chris's first instinct was to keep himself to himself. But it would soon be getting dark, and the guy was obviously hurt, lost and headed in the wrong direction. Chris watched him limp onwards for a few more moments before deciding to do the right thing.

"Hey!" He called out. "Are you okay? Need any help?"

The guy up ahead froze. Then slowly he turned around.


The masked man struggled through the woods, following a route he knew well. It was taking him much longer than usual: the pain, although not as all-consuming as it had been when his leg was first broken, was nevertheless always there, and his shattered leg was no good for walking on steady ground, never mind uneven forest floor with roots to trip over and fallen branches to avoid. If he fell down, he wasn't sure he'd be able to get up again.

He was Tim - no, he had once been Tim - but he was as anonymous as his master now. His mask was the symbol of his allegiance. A false face for an encounter with a faceless being.

He couldn't wait to meet his master. It had been too long. He only wished he could bring him something: an offering of sorts. Unfortunately, he was still too weak to do much in the way of hunting for him.

He stepped over a fallen log, and his leg gave a particularly painful twinge. His mask stifled his gasp. Suddenly, a loud, male voice came ringing out from behind him:

"Hey! Are you okay? Need any help?"

The masked man stopped suddenly. He turned around.


It was the weirdest thing. Chris had to do a double take. At first he thought that that was the man's face, but no, it couldn't be. The guy was wearing a mask. A white mask, with black markings around the eyes and on the lips. What the hell. It wasn't Halloween. Maybe he was playing a prank on someone? But Chris hadn't seen anyone else about, and the man was obviously struggling to walk properly, so he wasn't exactly fit enough to jump out at someone.

The guy didn't answer him. After facing him for a long moment, he turned and continued his journey into the forest, if anything walking quicker than he had done before.

It was getting dark. Chris paused. He knew he shouldn't leave the trail. But in all the months that he'd walked these paths, he had never seen anything like this. He realized he should probably just leave the guy alone. Maybe he was just some local harmless weirdo who liked dressing up. Whatever, Chris reasoned that the guy was hurt and presumably in need of help.

Curiosity got the better of him. He was determined to be the good Samaritan for a change. Surely it would be good karma to help the guy out? Or at least make sure he doesn't come to any harm on his way through the woods. He paused his iPod, left the path and began following the man in the mask.


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alex/block of cement

yes, i'm serious

You Are My Rock (spoilers for Entry #49)

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It was several hours after Alex had... disposed of the bearded stranger who had followed him to the tunnel. The blind rage had disappeared soon after the man's body had been removed by Alex's slender friend. After Alex had calmed down, after the frenzy of the moment had subsided, a wave of what could only be guilt had washed over him. He had left the blood-stained rock behind, raced back to his car and driven straight to the old abandoned house. The house where he had unmasked Tim. The house where he had first laid hands on his one true love: the block of cement.

He had realized he had some apologizing to do.


The block of cement sat there, saying nothing. Doing nothing.

Alex sat opposite it, his head bowed, his hands clasped. He was the very picture of guilt.

"I'm sorry, all right?"

The cement block said nothing.

"It was just one time. You weren't around. I was... I was desperate."

Still nothing.

"The rock... it was just lying there. Ready and waiting. I used it as a tool, nothing more. I just needed a quick fix. It meant nothing to me. Nothing."

No response. Alex sighed. He hated being given the silent treatment.

"You were miles away. I was at the tunnel. This guy, he appeared out of nowhere. I had to dispose of him."

Alex sat quietly, listening.

"Oh I see", he said. "You're not upset that I cheated on you, per se. You're upset that I did things with the rock. Things we've never done together."

Alex hid his face in his hands. "It's true. I didn't just use the rock to break some bones. I used it to kill someone. I admit it. I'm so, so sorry."

Alex wept into his hands for a few minutes. After a while, he stopped, sniffed and wiped his eyes.

"If it's any consolation, you were my first. My only. I promise, whatever happens, I'll never stray again."

He picked up the block of cement and embraced it. Then, holding it up to eye level, he said: "I'll... I'll make it up to you. Yes, I know exactly how to make it up to you."

He kissed the cement block, before opening the satchel that was slung over his shoulder. It was empty, but not for long. "From now on, I'll take you everywhere with me. Here, you can live in the satchel. You can ride right next to me. Always. We will never be parted again. And I promise, the next time we're together, out in the open, it will be for a proper killing. Just you and me." Alex smiled to himself. It seemed all was forgiven.

Once the two of them were safely ensconced in his car, Alex called Jay and told him to meet him at the park tomorrow. He and the block of cement were going to have so much fun.

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Entry #47.

Angry, angry sexitiems. Jay bottoming?


Locked Out (1/?)

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A/N: This is based on entry #47, with one change to what happens occurring at a critical point. Don't despair, anon, the angry sex is coming. In the mean time, you got plot. I hope you don't mind.


Alex slammed into the side of Jay's car, just half a second too late.

"Sorry, it's locked. Guess you can't get your keys... unless you give me the number."

Alex glared at Jay and looked away. For a moment, Jay actually thought he was going to give him the number.

Alex sighed. Then, without warning, he launched himself at Jay, pushing him bodily against the side of the car. Jay, taken aback, had no time to defend himself. His camera slipped from his hands and fell to the ground. He worried vaguely whether it was broken, but was distracted by Alex's hands, which were busy around the front of his jeans. For a fleeting second, Jay thought... but no, Alex had forced his hand into Jay's front pocket and triumphantly taken out Jay's own set of keys. He immediately turned to the driver's side door, but before he could put Jay's car key in the lock, Jay threw himself at him, swiping at the keys. In his attempt to keep them out of Jay's reach, Alex flung his arm back, and the keys flew out of his grasp and landed somewhere with a clatter. In the same instance, Alex and Jay overbalanced and fell to the ground in a tangle of limbs.

Alex let out a gasp of pain as the back of his head hit the asphalt.

"Shit" said Jay, who had fallen partly on top of him. "Are you okay?" He reached out a hand as if to get a better look at Alex's head, but Alex pushed him violantly off of him.

"What the fuck, Jay?" Alex sat up and rubbed at the back of his head. "Are you out of your mind?!" He sounded angrier than Jay had ever heard him, and that was saying something, considering the fight they'd had a few minutes earlier about Jay breaking into his house.

Jay got to his feet, slightly dazed. His elbow hurt where he had landed on it, and his palms felt grazed. He realized he hadn't seen where his keys had landed. He offered a hand to Alex to help him up, but Alex just glared up at him and stayed where he was.

He remembered his camera and retrieved it from where it had fallen. Luckily, from what he could tell, it didn't seem to be damaged. He set it on top of his car and went to look for his keys.

A few minutes later, he still hadn't found them. He checked in the area several yards around his own car, underneath the car in the next parking space and around the edge of the building next to the parking lot.

"Alex, do you have my keys?"

"If I had your keys, why would I still be sitting here, locked out of my car?"

"Can you at least help me find them?"

Alex sighed again and got to his feet.

"Did you see where they went?" Jay asked.

"No, I was kinda busy at the time, you know? Being attacked by a complete psychopath."

Jay rolled his eyes but didn't respond. It probably wouldn't help the situation to point out that Alex had "attacked" him first.

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Alex and Jay end up on the run together. Hotel shenanigans, love/hate sex ensues.

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"Damnit Jay, I told you not to eat all the Doritos."
"Whrgmph?" Jay said, crumbs falling into his lap.
"Those were my Doritos. I paid for them. You've done nothing but eat them all, I'm so angry I could just have sex with you.”

Alex shoved the empty bag of doritos over Jay's head and unzipped his trousers.
"Aleeeeeeex," said Jay, his voice echoing hollowly within the bag. "What are you doiiiiiiiing?."
Alex yanked down jay's trousers and yelled,
And wrapped his lips around jay's tender manflesh.

Jay, confused by the darkness and confined space, had no idea what was going on. Alex was yelling and his special area suddenly felt warm and tingly and wet.
"Aleeeeeeeeeex," cried Jay. "Are you trying to seduce meeeeeeee?"
"Yus," said Alex, muffled by dick, "am tho anwgy ah need to punith yo wtv dickthucking."
Jay patted Alex on the head.
"Can I take the bag off? Alex? Please?"
"No thuck yoo sniff yo thuckin doritoth if yo want them tho bad"
"Alex you're kind of mean sometimes and you're making me uncomfortable. Also it is hard to breathe when I am in a state of sexual excitement and there is a bag on my head."

Alex stopped sucking jay's dick and stood up to pull the bag off his head
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Jay started playing Dead Island. Alex glared at Jay and masturbated furiously in his general direction.
"Hey Alex, look at this."
Jay decapitated a zombie and giggled.
Alex shot his wad all over Jay's face,
"Look, it's fucking zombie brains, isn't that fucking exciting?"
Jay still had a boner by the way.

Jay poked his boner and giggled. Alex realised suddenly that jay was quite possibly, how to put this delicately, fucking moron.
"Alex," whined Jay. "I'm bored."
"Fuck Jay, fuck Jay, fuck Jay," the fourth wall chanted.

Alex listened to these mysterious voices coming from a wall of the room that he somehow couldn't see.
"But is that not morally problematic considering there is something seriously fucking wrong with him?" he asked, distressed.
"Just do it, it'll be hot" the wall responded.
Jay poked Alex in the eye and giggled. Alex sat Jay down, pretending that didn't fucking hurt.
"Jay," he asked softly, "do you want some buttsex?"
Jay's eyes narrowed. "Alex, you have a girlfriend. Remember? The one we're looking for? Also I think I like girls."
Jay lay on the bed, resting his hands on his chin. "Jessica is really pretty. I miss her."
"Jay, my friend, any hole is a goal, and I'm afraid you're going to just have to try my dick. Forget Jessica. Actually don't. She has a dick. You'll love dicks. Try mine."
"YES!" screamed the fourth wall.

That fucking wall was getting awfully noisy, Alex thought, but Jay didn't seem to notice. Alex looked over at Jay, he was staring cross-eyed at his nose.
"Jay. Jay did you hear a word I just said?"
Jay didn't respond, but his jaw dropped and a fine trail of drool began to trickle from his mouth. Alex decided to test Jay's general awareness by sticking his dick in the gaping mouth. The fucker didn't notice a thing. Alex zipped up and went to the bathroom and masturbated furiously, wondering why the fuck he put up with this shit. As he climaxed, he cried out Jay's name and pictured his drooling gaping maw.

Meanwhile, Jay fell face first onto the ground, a puddle of saliva forming on the floor.

It was the worst time for him to sllee pno.w

The End.


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