Tom is cut off by Stephen shoving his long, sharp, blade down Toms throat.
Ebola: What WHAT IS HE DOI-
Stephen pulls out the blade and sees the "worm" he crushes it.
Stephen: Done.
Tom: Maybe a little warning next time, Jesus Chr-
Tom is yet again cut off by Stephen kissing Tom straight on the lips, sending Toms boner (which hasen't been erect in a while) up.
Stephen: Come on, follow me.
They go to the Penthouse, Stephen opens the door and offers Tom a drink, Tom drinks it.. then passes out.
Tom awakes strapped to a table with a naked Stephen King watching him.
Tom: WH-WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS!?
Stephen: Tom, i have always had the hots for you.
Tom realizes what is going on, then calms down.
Tom: Oh.. i see.
Stephen crawls onto the table and begins to suck Toms 1 inch erect dick.
Tom: mmm, you like it rough.
Stephen: i have great plans for you.
6 hours later...
Tom has multiple whip wounds on his ass, penis, face, chest and hands, they all pleasure him.
Tom: So what now?
Stephen: What do you mean?
Tom: Well usually, this is the part where the person i fucked gets killed...
Stephen: o
Stephen: Well, it appears no one is here to kill me. ;)
Tom: Y-Yeah, i guess not.
Tom lays down on the jizz filled table to go to sleep.
Next morning...
Tom wakes up, just fine, not hurt nor dead.
Stephen: morning sunshine.
End of page 3.
