Stew woke up in an alley hungover and disoriented. 

​     Hardly the first time. 

     Truth be told, it happened just about every day. 

     He exhaled, and out poured the vapor clouds. He felt cold to the bone, but that was something he could walk off. 

     He peed behind a dumpster. 

     He didn't bother to check his pockets for change because he knew damned well he didn't have a penny.  

     He sure did need a drink, though. 

     Something to eat wouldn't hurt, either, but first he needed a few glugs of something to get his stomach to settle a little. 

     He needed a bath, too, but that would really have to wait. 

     He stepped out on to a Seatrailia city sidewalk usually just beginning to get crowded that time of the morning, people on their way to work, for the most part.

     This time, well, it was still crowded...

     No cars moved along the usually bustling Seatrailia city street.  

     They'd all pulled over and were parked. 

     Stew rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe what he saw. Was he still asleep? Was this yet another hallucination brought on by him staying as drunk as possible for years on end? 

     He looked up and down both sides of the street. 

​     He saw hundreds of people...

     and they all fucked. 

     Not six feet from where Stew stood, a man in a blue business suit fucked an ancient, gray haired woman on the cold sidewalk, and both of them seemed to love it, seemed to ​need it. 

     Across the street, a half dozen people pawed and groped each other. 

     Some ripped their clothes off, and some did not, but all of them searched for genitalia and release. 

     And then Stew got a look at one of the many screens that dotted the avenue.

​    Oh. 

     He immediately hardened. 

     Damn! That hadn't happened in years!

     Stew didn't want his own clothes off, it was too cold and he was too scabby, but he sure did want his dick out.

     No problem. Somebody already had his fly unzipped so that his wanger thwanged free.

     He looked down. 

     His drinking buddy, Ned, was sucking his hog!

     "Ned!" Stew yelped. "I didn't know you were gay!"

     "Today I am!"

     Today I guess I am too, Stew thought as his cum load emptied down Ned's throat.   

CONTINUE