Late Show Written: May 2004 For Tricky, because I loff. You'd better appreciate this, babe. :p ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This must be some new level of patheticness, even for Desperate Dom. Lij would give him pure hell if he could see him now. Dom knows the sight of him like this would give that little Yank fucker weeks of piss-taking. But at this point, stuck in the endless hour between too late at night and too early in the morning, with the light from the TV scratching in his sleepless eyes and the taste of beer thick in the back of his mouth, Dom could really give a shit. At this point, sitting between the empty pizza box and the stack of rented videos, all he can really fix his unfocused mind on is the face on the telly, his thumb on the pause button, and his other hand twisting and working between his thighs. Dom stares into the eyes that look back at him, stopped and waiting just for him, frozen by a sudden impulse of late night and too much beer and too little sex in too long a time. Wanking to paused videos -- and not even porn. It is an Olympic standard of patheticness, and as Dom shivers and gasps and pulls his aching cock tight and brutal in his fist he simply can't bring himself to give a flying fuck. He comes quickly, as stuttering and frantic as these random bursts of depravity usually are, head heavy on the back of the couch and staring straight into that intensely delicate face from under his lashes. It's surprisingly powerful, amplified by the twinge of shame, and he's shaking by the time the last wave runs down his twitching fingers. He sweats and breathes, limp and sprawled on the couch, his hand too numb to uncurl from its deathgrip, and he might get to sleep tonight after all. The eyes on the screen stare back at him, arched brows and pale glow, and Dom thinks, gotta finish the movie first. I did pay for it and all. He unpauses and the vacuum is filled again with sound and motion, flickering across Dom's sated face. Finally, he pries his sticky hand off his softening cock and reaches for the plastic Blockbuster case, holding it up so he doesn't have to turn his head to read the name he seeks. Norman Reedus as Murph McManus Dom tosses the box away and reaches for the last slice of pizza with his clean hand. Good to know. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ back