Saturday, July 19, 2008

Stations of the Cross


My boys, said Jesus. You came to save me.

It was an honour, said Branco. My lover...

My honour too, said Nico.

My friend Nico, your touch fills me with , love... as always.

Branco found you, said Nico. He drew in breath. Branco is big, and strong.

We'll be together soon, said Banco. It's not far, now. We can lay down with you... lick your wounds.

They both laughed, deep, manly laughs, as Nico began to lift Jesus' robe. We know how to sooth you, master.

You make me hard at the thought, said Jesus. Nico, Branco. My strong, faithful men.

Jesus shivered with pleasure, as Nico's hand touched him, soothingly.

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