Mourning Doves in Limbo by Gregory L. Norris is the second zombie story in the anthology and this one puts the Undead squarely onstage, in a M/M story of love, grief and horrifying choices:
They fucked, and so much more.
“Stop it,” Tom said playfully.
“No,” Gray fired back. “You have sexy feet.”
“Feet? Seriously?”
He didn’t understand, but he allowed Gray’s personal lusts to be explored and play out. Between sucking each of Tom’s toes as though they were smaller versions of his cock, Gray pointed out their many good qualities — how his second toes were longer than his big, like the feet on classic statues; how handsome they were, perfectly in proportion to the rest of his athletic physique. Huge feet, hairy legs, Tom’s above-average cock with its helmeted head and the balls to match — there was so much to appreciate in the man’s body, below the waist.
Tom drew Gray back up from his feet and tackled him onto the bed. “How about you come up for air and focus on the rest of me?”
“If you insist.”
They kissed again. Tom’s cock reanimated to life under Gray’s strokes. Tom reached down and temporarily stilled the building momentum.
“There’s this place I know for sale, out near Echo Ledge,” Tom said. “I drive past it on patrol all the time. Been on the market for a while. I bet we could get it for a steal if you wanted to.”
“We?” Gray asked. He nestled into the warmth of Tom’s arm. “I like the sound of that. Does that mean you’re my boyfriend now?”
Tom whistled a warm sigh. “I was your boyfriend from the moment I set my sight on you, only you didn’t know it.”
He delivered a mildly painful smack to Gray’s bare ass. Gray squealed. Tom flashed one of those crooked yet smoldering smiles Gray recognized for their mischief, an instant before the policeman rolled him over, onto his stomach. Tom then pecked little kisses down his spine, licking his way to Gray’s ass. There, he feasted.
“Eat me,” Gray moaned into the pillow. “Oh, Tom… eat me!”
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It's the end of the world as we know it.
Peace and plenty are ideals barely remembered. Everything we used to rely upon has crumbled away, and pleasure is something few can afford. Every joy has to be fought for. When all the trappings of a civilised life are taken away, all we can hope to truly call our own are our bodies and our hearts. In the ashes, we make alliances where we can, and find solace and humanity in unexpected places. And maybe even a little hope for the future…
Lust in the Dust brings together ten erotic short stories set in times where civilisation and the rule of law have crashed and burned. The aftermath of a terrible war, a zombie invasion, a cityscape over-run by nature, a medieval fortress. Wherever there is life, there is lust.
Edited by Janine Ashbless - with stories by S. Nano, Elizabeth Coldwell, Raven Sky, Sommer Marsden, Cara Thereon, Jones, Gregory L. Norris, Nicole Wolfe, Janine Ashbless, Quiet Ranger.
Peace and plenty are ideals barely remembered. Everything we used to rely upon has crumbled away, and pleasure is something few can afford. Every joy has to be fought for. When all the trappings of a civilised life are taken away, all we can hope to truly call our own are our bodies and our hearts. In the ashes, we make alliances where we can, and find solace and humanity in unexpected places. And maybe even a little hope for the future…
Lust in the Dust brings together ten erotic short stories set in times where civilisation and the rule of law have crashed and burned. The aftermath of a terrible war, a zombie invasion, a cityscape over-run by nature, a medieval fortress. Wherever there is life, there is lust.
Edited by Janine Ashbless - with stories by S. Nano, Elizabeth Coldwell, Raven Sky, Sommer Marsden, Cara Thereon, Jones, Gregory L. Norris, Nicole Wolfe, Janine Ashbless, Quiet Ranger.
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