This is going to get graphic (sort of), I was reading some Fred W. /George W. twincest on adult fanfiction and was given an idea. My Mother should die painfully. By the by, the female cop in Silent Hill is fucking hot. Here's a poem I just came up with.

Tread softly for the ground will not hold

Deception lies on every fold

Turn the page for nothings new

Never knowing why it is you

A Mother and Father who blankly stare

How did your mind ever fair

Fingertips clashing madly

A heart beating only sadly

You've lost your soul

Now you'll never be whole

Blank eyes

A life of lies…

Just about all my poetry is copyrighted, I would tell you to go to poetry dot com but I have my poems under a different name, might be my own, might not, you never know. The first person that figures out what that poem's about gets an imaginary mind cookie and a rabid bunny.

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Danny slowly pulled his shirt over his head, making sure that his hands brushed against his nipples, gasping slightly when they did. He lazily trailed two fingers down his chest and under the waist of his pants.

Slipping the fingers back out he undid his belt and let his loose pants fall to the floor. He stepped out of the fallen garment and let two fingers slide into the slit of his boxers, moaning Vlads' name as he did.

Vlad let out a ferial growl as he watched. "Too slow," he growled, "quicken the pace or I'll go in dry."

They had never done it dry, but from how it hurt when he wasn't slick enough, Danny could only guess what it would feel like dry.

Quickly he stripped off his boxers and crawled onto the king sized bed. Positioning himself on all fours facing away from Vlad, he slicked up two fingers and began to slowly push them into his entrance. He didn't much like preparing himself, his fingers never went deep enough, they couldn't reach that place, that special bundle of nerves deep inside him that made him scream in pleasure.

Scissoring his fingers, he stretched his entrance, preparing himself for Vlads' thick, hard cock.

x x x x (A/N: I got bored writing that, if you really want me to finish it I guess I will after a few reviews).

"Danny!" Tucker and Sam yelled, when he entered the video game room, still full of energy.

"Hey," Danny said, completely exhausted from his round with Vlad. He flopped down on the couch and winced, 'That was a bad idea,' he thought and shifted uncomfortably.

Tucker had enough sense not to ask this time and kept on playing God of War.

"So Danny, when did you figure out you were gay?" Sam asked conversationally.

"When I saw Tucker for the first time," Danny laughed and Tucker let out a choked sound. "I was joking Tuck, when I was thirteen and caught Dash jerking off in the locker room."

"When did you first fall for Vlad?"

"I had been coming up here since I was fourteen because I figure I needed to talk about my powers and all that. It was my fifteenth birthday and I just realized that I was completely in love with him."

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Short chapter, I'm sorry, my brain is just not working today. I'll try and make the next one longer, but no promises. Not my best chapter, hell, it's my worst so far. Bribe/Beg the plot bunny to come visit me!