Ryan

I was finally hired to play backup for this band, called Dark Mirror.
Every night there are these two guys, who stand in front of the stage, licking their lips and rubbing themselves, while looking up at me. There are nights, when I could go for some ‘male bonding”, but after the show and they’re gone.


The first few months , after being in New York, whenever I’d see the guys on a magazine cover, my heart would lurch, I’d tell myself it’s just a picture; but I would always go back and buy it.
Then at night I’d lie on my bed and stare at it. One night while performing, the same two guys took my pic. They masturbated in front of me, teasing me. I didn’t think I could take much more.


The Show was over I went back to my place and showered. Thank God, we had the next couple of nights off, maybe then I could get me some needed action. As I lay in bed I fondled myself. I dozed.

A fleeting dream, I could see Brendon’s face, heard his voice. His eyes dark brown, his perfect ly shaped lips forming these words.

“I’m coming for you Ry.” Then a laugh, so demonic I woke with a start, my heart pounding in my ears.


Brendon’s image I could still see, His chilling laughter still ringing in my ears.
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David Slack’s Place

The two guys, who took Ryan’s picture, were there.

David was pleased. “Well done Alex, Damon.”

“When Do we get paid? Alex inquired.

The phone rang, David answered.

“Hello Mr. Urie, You got the picture then? Good, good.”

I will tell them.” He hung up.

It was Damon’s turn to ask.

“Well?’

“Mr. Urie got the picture. There is one way to tell if that’s him, you will sleep with him.

He said to look for a heart shaped birthmark on his inner right thigh. Take a picture of that and Mr. Ross is as good as found.”

The guys smiled. David gave them a wad of bills.

There will be more, when the job is complete.
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At the guys’ place, Brendon was staring at the picture. Spencer was looking over his shoulder.

“He can run, but he can’t hide.” Spencer sung
Jon took the picture and stared at it.

“He’s a clever boy, but I can still tell that’s him.”


He gave the picture back to Brendon.

Brendon whispered to it.

“I’m coming for you Ry and you will be so sorry.”
He chuckled under his breath.