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The last of him
I remember his end days as vividly as I remember our childhood together.
His mother had cozily tucked him under the blanket. Carefully wrapped to not hinder his deep and heavy breathing. Only his beautiful face was visible. "Look who's come?" His mother said and his jaws parted letting out a weak wisp of air. His vacant gaze slipped down from the ceiling to my face, registering me and my despair, perhaps! Death had half conquered him, but he looked like he had been touched by an angel. To be quite frank, I thought I got a glimpse of God in his face. I looked at him and smiled but he wasn't capable of returning the gesture, though he tried. Then a maisma of warm shit enveloped the room. His mother quickly stood up and pulled a can of room freshener out. Covering her nose with one hand and freshening the room with dead lavenders with the other, she said "I think he soiled himself." "would you mind going out, so I could change his diaper."
"It's okay, I don't mind. I'll change it for you." I told her to go get me a towel and a new diaper. She hurriedly left the room. " Common! brother, I will give you a quick shower " I told him, unwrapping him from his blanket. Another maisma of steaming shit hit my nostrils, this time more potent than before. I leaned forward to unbutton his Jeans. He let out another disapproving grunt, and his weak skeleton of hand came down in resistance. "It's okay brother!" I told him "remember once when we were in our early teens? You had bought some condoms and you gave me one. Not knowing how to bring it to proper use you challenged me to a Masturbation duel?" He let out a low moan. "Whoever ejaculates first wins. You had said. remember?" "And I had won."
" Now to think about it, you were the real winner, weren't you?" I told him. His eyes twinked, and his lips stretched a little bit reveling his upper set of teeth. I raised his legs to rest on my shoulder and laid the towel underneath his ass and tucked his jeans down to his knees, then stretched his legs down on my lap and yanked out the rest and undid the diaper. It was heavy and warm, it looked like somebody had poured some hot molten chocolate on it. I took the chalice of hot molten chocolate and tossed it into the bin next to his bed and carefully wrapped the towel around his waist. I gently lifted him up and placed him in a chair outside at balcony for him to bask in the sun. I went into the bathroom and turned on the water heater. Washed and dried my hand and lit a cigarette.
At that very moment we both were dying different deaths.
© Su_tshant
His mother had cozily tucked him under the blanket. Carefully wrapped to not hinder his deep and heavy breathing. Only his beautiful face was visible. "Look who's come?" His mother said and his jaws parted letting out a weak wisp of air. His vacant gaze slipped down from the ceiling to my face, registering me and my despair, perhaps! Death had half conquered him, but he looked like he had been touched by an angel. To be quite frank, I thought I got a glimpse of God in his face. I looked at him and smiled but he wasn't capable of returning the gesture, though he tried. Then a maisma of warm shit enveloped the room. His mother quickly stood up and pulled a can of room freshener out. Covering her nose with one hand and freshening the room with dead lavenders with the other, she said "I think he soiled himself." "would you mind going out, so I could change his diaper."
"It's okay, I don't mind. I'll change it for you." I told her to go get me a towel and a new diaper. She hurriedly left the room. " Common! brother, I will give you a quick shower " I told him, unwrapping him from his blanket. Another maisma of steaming shit hit my nostrils, this time more potent than before. I leaned forward to unbutton his Jeans. He let out another disapproving grunt, and his weak skeleton of hand came down in resistance. "It's okay brother!" I told him "remember once when we were in our early teens? You had bought some condoms and you gave me one. Not knowing how to bring it to proper use you challenged me to a Masturbation duel?" He let out a low moan. "Whoever ejaculates first wins. You had said. remember?" "And I had won."
" Now to think about it, you were the real winner, weren't you?" I told him. His eyes twinked, and his lips stretched a little bit reveling his upper set of teeth. I raised his legs to rest on my shoulder and laid the towel underneath his ass and tucked his jeans down to his knees, then stretched his legs down on my lap and yanked out the rest and undid the diaper. It was heavy and warm, it looked like somebody had poured some hot molten chocolate on it. I took the chalice of hot molten chocolate and tossed it into the bin next to his bed and carefully wrapped the towel around his waist. I gently lifted him up and placed him in a chair outside at balcony for him to bask in the sun. I went into the bathroom and turned on the water heater. Washed and dried my hand and lit a cigarette.
At that very moment we both were dying different deaths.
© Su_tshant
