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Hello, just another degenerate honing his craft. This will be the thread for any and all random snippets that aren't separate stories or commissions.
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[n the world of DARKSAVER, a dystopian city named 'Sector 18' ravaged by a bioegineered disease of a former economic center has left the population there singularly populated by men. With corporations forced to maintain their grip on the city, a paramilitary security group called DARKSAVER provides the vast majority of the security via brutal military oppression. Largely teens or young men in their thirties, the organization is supplanted by a large degree of clones. They are indoctrinated to serve their organization and given body modifications to ensure both loyalty and profit. Slim with hard musculature, well defined abdomen, and clad in a little more than black briefs, a lowcut black shirt, thigh highs, and black shoulder length gloves, the individual lower ranked combatants of the DARKSAVER organization rely more on their enhanced speed and strength; though some expense was at least given to them via bulletproof vests, boots, and vambraces. Most are unarmed, others may have a heavy pistol or merely batons.
DARKSAVER employs many young men in it's ranks and the first thing done to them upon initiation and the tattooed bar code upon the small of their back, is the conversion of their testicles into storage for a special type of waste energy that fuels the body modifications within their muscles and toughness, giving them increased testosterone and adrenaline. As the energy filler is used up, they are replaced with a substance made of used up energy filler and semen; they are discharged either through during the refilling process or through natural sexual orgasm.
Naturally, members of the organization prefer the latter. Homosexuality is rife within the ranks of DARKSAVER, both as another means of control via hierarchal pecking order and due to the lack of female companionship; and usually combatants on patrol will grow sexually excited and seek out citizens within the Sector and... encourage them to entertain them.
While they provide security to the various corporate entities within Sector 18, corpos maintained their own internal security forces as to not wholly rely on DARKSAVER.
This sometimes results in clashes when DARKSAVER patrols inevitably feel their jurisdiction is slighted or if corporate employees are assaulted.
Numerous rebellious and criminal elements exist within Sector 18; and because DARKSAVER is the predominant security force within the city, they are often the targets of opportunity for such elements to defeat.
Now with the introduction out of the way, we can get to the stuff you've all been waiting for.
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Alleyway Patrol
Two DARKSAVER punks are fucking around just around the corner. Tracking them is easy; they're green. Either fresh out of bootcamp or decanted from the cloning tanks with flash training. DARKSAVER likes flooding the streets with fresh faced 'security patrols' every so often; a show of force or just to fill out quotas or something.
Either way, its just more meat for the grinder.
They're the typical pretty boys you'd expect from the lower ranks; genetically enhanced or modified. Tall, athletic, not a goddamn pimple or blemish marring their beautiful skin, muscles ripple across their exposed arms and legs; six packs squeezing and undulating above their visibly semi-hard junks of their spandex V-cut briefs.
They're all goddamn horn dogs, probably from the body-mods, or so I've heard.
Either way, its moot point. Don't know where the rest of their squad is; nearest patrol is almost ten minutes away and they don't even have a baton, let alone a piece on them.
I can handle two just fine.
There's a shuffle and the sound of heavy breathing. The audible noise of vests rubbing against each other. I tensed and gripped my silenced pistol.
"Ahn~"
Heh. Trust DARKSAVER goons to always be horny.
I peeked around the corner and spotted my two victims of the evening. One was a strawberry blond with blue eyes, making out with his partner. Pale skin and short gray-silver spikey hair, his rounder face contrasting nicely with his boyfriend's angular face as their lips parted with a strand of saliva hanging between the two.
Predictably, their junks were threatening to tear free of their ridiculously short shorts.
I could feel myself growing hard, spying on these two making out. Damn DARKSAVER, going to be the death of me one day if I end up taking too much time staking out on two low ranked punks. A quick check on the scanner said I had plenty of time for a spot of fun. A quick look around the corner nets me the sight of the blond going down on his partner, mouth wrapped around a decently sized cock while his own tented and throbbed.
The blond was skilled too; he was taking the entire length of the thing with no problem and had his face pressed against the base of his partner's crotch. I could just spot the bulge in blondie's throat shrink slightly as he pulled back.
Silver was panting, his eyes going crosseyed, knees weak, hands on blondie's head as the young man deepthroated him again and again. Thick strands of saliva coated the length of his cock, now an engorged seven inches of thick man meat as he began to pant harder.
I spotted my chance as his knees shook violently and his balls tightened, the blondie must have expected it began he went straight back down to the base.
There is a hiss as the silenced gun discharged a single bullet.
I can see silver's eyes dilate, a pinched expression of the ultimate mind numbing orgasm that comes when you've got a built up load with blue balls for days on end. It quickly smooths out as this brains shoot out from the other side of his head and he has the most hilarious expression of orgasmic confusion. Then his hips start moving, jerking and shuddering as it began to cum. The body's hands gripped blondie's hair as it's buttocks tightened up and it jerked forwards with surprising force.
I knew I had timed it perfectly when there was a muffled shout of confusion as the blondie's throat began to bulge. His gloved hands slap ineffectually against his partner's bare hips as the body loses it's balance. Silver's body forces his partner to fall on his back, hips gyrating and trying to force him off.
But to no avail! I watch with amusement as Silver's hip thrusted violently into Blondie's throat. I listened to the muffled gurgles of someone forced to inhale what is undoubtedly quite a lot of cum as their nails dug into the firm buttocks of their partner's dying body.
There was only confusion and terror on it's face, from what I could see of it as Silver's body continued to thrash and thrust, bubbles of thick death cum leaking from the lips around his cock. I could see Blondie's abs undulate, stretching and clenching as his body tried to survive even as it died.
Blondie's cock jerked and his own hips thrusted involuntarily into the air as his no doubt cum filled lungs tried desperately to find air to supply the body with. Silver's body was starting to slow, it's humping motions tapering off as the balls loosened.
The poor young man under Silver's crotch jerked violently, but his hands slackened as a thin streak of discharged through the spandex of his shorts. What couldn't make it through the fabric simply began to pool around his legs as his hands fell away, leaving bloody trails along the side of his partner's twitching buttocks.
Finally, there was silence.
Nothing except two dead cute guys laying in a pool of each their own cum. Come morning, there'd probably be nothing left. DARKSAVER goons were always in demand after all.
I left quickly, cursing the fact that these punks were so sexy. Watching them go out like that just got me harder and even more aroused than before. I'll have to take my frustration out later.
But fuck, that was a good kill.
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[n the world of DARKSAVER, a dystopian city named 'Sector 18' ravaged by a bioegineered disease of a former economic center has left the population there singularly populated by men. With corporations forced to maintain their grip on the city, a paramilitary security group called DARKSAVER provides the vast majority of the security via brutal military oppression. Largely teens or young men in their thirties, the organization is supplanted by a large degree of clones. They are indoctrinated to serve their organization and given body modifications to ensure both loyalty and profit. Slim with hard musculature, well defined abdomen, and clad in a little more than black briefs, a lowcut black shirt, thigh highs, and black shoulder length gloves, the individual lower ranked combatants of the DARKSAVER organization rely more on their enhanced speed and strength; though some expense was at least given to them via bulletproof vests, boots, and vambraces. Most are unarmed, others may have a heavy pistol or merely batons.
DARKSAVER employs many young men in it's ranks and the first thing done to them upon initiation and the tattooed bar code upon the small of their back, is the conversion of their testicles into storage for a special type of waste energy that fuels the body modifications within their muscles and toughness, giving them increased testosterone and adrenaline. As the energy filler is used up, they are replaced with a substance made of used up energy filler and semen; they are discharged either through during the refilling process or through natural sexual orgasm.
Naturally, members of the organization prefer the latter. Homosexuality is rife within the ranks of DARKSAVER, both as another means of control via hierarchal pecking order and due to the lack of female companionship; and usually combatants on patrol will grow sexually excited and seek out citizens within the Sector and... encourage them to entertain them.
While they provide security to the various corporate entities within Sector 18, corpos maintained their own internal security forces as to not wholly rely on DARKSAVER.
This sometimes results in clashes when DARKSAVER patrols inevitably feel their jurisdiction is slighted or if corporate employees are assaulted.
Numerous rebellious and criminal elements exist within Sector 18; and because DARKSAVER is the predominant security force within the city, they are often the targets of opportunity for such elements to defeat.
Now with the introduction out of the way, we can get to the stuff you've all been waiting for.
- - -
Alleyway Patrol
Two DARKSAVER punks are fucking around just around the corner. Tracking them is easy; they're green. Either fresh out of bootcamp or decanted from the cloning tanks with flash training. DARKSAVER likes flooding the streets with fresh faced 'security patrols' every so often; a show of force or just to fill out quotas or something.
Either way, its just more meat for the grinder.
They're the typical pretty boys you'd expect from the lower ranks; genetically enhanced or modified. Tall, athletic, not a goddamn pimple or blemish marring their beautiful skin, muscles ripple across their exposed arms and legs; six packs squeezing and undulating above their visibly semi-hard junks of their spandex V-cut briefs.
They're all goddamn horn dogs, probably from the body-mods, or so I've heard.
Either way, its moot point. Don't know where the rest of their squad is; nearest patrol is almost ten minutes away and they don't even have a baton, let alone a piece on them.
I can handle two just fine.
There's a shuffle and the sound of heavy breathing. The audible noise of vests rubbing against each other. I tensed and gripped my silenced pistol.
"Ahn~"
Heh. Trust DARKSAVER goons to always be horny.
I peeked around the corner and spotted my two victims of the evening. One was a strawberry blond with blue eyes, making out with his partner. Pale skin and short gray-silver spikey hair, his rounder face contrasting nicely with his boyfriend's angular face as their lips parted with a strand of saliva hanging between the two.
Predictably, their junks were threatening to tear free of their ridiculously short shorts.
I could feel myself growing hard, spying on these two making out. Damn DARKSAVER, going to be the death of me one day if I end up taking too much time staking out on two low ranked punks. A quick check on the scanner said I had plenty of time for a spot of fun. A quick look around the corner nets me the sight of the blond going down on his partner, mouth wrapped around a decently sized cock while his own tented and throbbed.
The blond was skilled too; he was taking the entire length of the thing with no problem and had his face pressed against the base of his partner's crotch. I could just spot the bulge in blondie's throat shrink slightly as he pulled back.
Silver was panting, his eyes going crosseyed, knees weak, hands on blondie's head as the young man deepthroated him again and again. Thick strands of saliva coated the length of his cock, now an engorged seven inches of thick man meat as he began to pant harder.
I spotted my chance as his knees shook violently and his balls tightened, the blondie must have expected it began he went straight back down to the base.
There is a hiss as the silenced gun discharged a single bullet.
I can see silver's eyes dilate, a pinched expression of the ultimate mind numbing orgasm that comes when you've got a built up load with blue balls for days on end. It quickly smooths out as this brains shoot out from the other side of his head and he has the most hilarious expression of orgasmic confusion. Then his hips start moving, jerking and shuddering as it began to cum. The body's hands gripped blondie's hair as it's buttocks tightened up and it jerked forwards with surprising force.
I knew I had timed it perfectly when there was a muffled shout of confusion as the blondie's throat began to bulge. His gloved hands slap ineffectually against his partner's bare hips as the body loses it's balance. Silver's body forces his partner to fall on his back, hips gyrating and trying to force him off.
But to no avail! I watch with amusement as Silver's hip thrusted violently into Blondie's throat. I listened to the muffled gurgles of someone forced to inhale what is undoubtedly quite a lot of cum as their nails dug into the firm buttocks of their partner's dying body.
There was only confusion and terror on it's face, from what I could see of it as Silver's body continued to thrash and thrust, bubbles of thick death cum leaking from the lips around his cock. I could see Blondie's abs undulate, stretching and clenching as his body tried to survive even as it died.
Blondie's cock jerked and his own hips thrusted involuntarily into the air as his no doubt cum filled lungs tried desperately to find air to supply the body with. Silver's body was starting to slow, it's humping motions tapering off as the balls loosened.
The poor young man under Silver's crotch jerked violently, but his hands slackened as a thin streak of discharged through the spandex of his shorts. What couldn't make it through the fabric simply began to pool around his legs as his hands fell away, leaving bloody trails along the side of his partner's twitching buttocks.
Finally, there was silence.
Nothing except two dead cute guys laying in a pool of each their own cum. Come morning, there'd probably be nothing left. DARKSAVER goons were always in demand after all.
I left quickly, cursing the fact that these punks were so sexy. Watching them go out like that just got me harder and even more aroused than before. I'll have to take my frustration out later.
But fuck, that was a good kill.
