Club Zombie 1-4

by Z. Allora

  “It is and this is just the main room.”

  He followed Jasper through a zigzag path of low couches and chairs that were scattered along the wall, creating intimate seating areas. Circular booths in dark woods with opaque curtains gave maximum privacy to tables and the padded benches.

  The music faded into the background as Jasper led him to a bar. “What do you want to drink?”

  “A White Russian.” Kai admired the multitude of scarves that dripped from the ceiling.

  Giving him a crooked smile, Jasper laughed. “Hey, Corey. May we have two sparkling waters?”

  “Of course, Jaz.” Corey batted his eyelashes at Jasper but continued to stand there and stare.

  “Why did you order water?” Kai hoped that didn’t sound like a whine. He could use a drink, especially as he tried to ignore the pretty man behind the bar, who kept gawking at him and Jasper.

  “This isn’t Germany. Here, you have two more years before you’re of legal drinking age.”

  “Oh.” Kai wasn’t pouting. He was just put out. “Why is the music softer here?”

  “They have noise-absorbing panels in the right areas.” Jasper nodded to the man who’d just hopped over the bar. “Hey, Jackson.”

  Corey had his elbows on the bar and smirked at him and Jasper from less than half a meter away.

  The man named Jackson smiled at Jasper and waltzed over to slap their gawker on the ass. “Flirting again, Corey?”

  “Mmmmm. If I say yes, will you do that again?” Corey purred and melted as Jackson claimed a kiss.

  “Later, baby, after we finish our shift.” Jackson grinned.

  Corey frowned, pushing out his lower lip. “Zombie boys need love too.”

  Jackson tapped him on the nose and said, “You’ll get more than love right after we finish our shift, I promise.” He smacked Corey on the ass one more time and moved down the bar to take an order.

  Grinning, Corey watched him go. Then he retrieved the waters, set the bottles down in front of Kai and Jasper, and rested his chin on his fist. “You’re a mystery to me, Kai Bauer. You’ve been here a whole week, and I still know nothing about you. Meet Jackson and me tomorrow down by the pond.”

  Kai glanced over at Jasper, who nodded. It would be impolite to refuse without a good reason. “Sure. What time?”

  “Why don’t we meet when Jasper goes to practice with his Ren Faire buddies to do their competition?”

  “Um… competition?”

  “I love to watch ’em joust. Jasper’s excellent with his lance.” Corey wiggled away to ogle more customers.

  Chuckling, Jasper shook his head. “It’s not at all the way he made it sound.”

  “How did he… oh.” Kai got the sexual innuendo.

  Jasper took a sip of his water. “Some of the guys and I practice medieval sports.”

  Kai tried to clarify. “Like jousting?”

  “Yeah, other sporting events as well.” Jasper smiled. “I’m glad you’ll spend time with Corey and Jackson. They’re great guys. You’ll like them, and they’re closer to your age than me.”

  Kai wasn’t so sure. He didn’t know how to fit in. It was frustrating that the first vacation he’d ever gotten, he didn’t have a clue how to spend the free time except to study.

  Jasper stood. “Come on. Let me show you around.”

  Grabbing his water, he followed Jasper. He dragged his eyes off the guy’s shapely backside more than once.

  What the fuck was that? It must be the cut of his pants. The fabric seemed fused to his ass and clung to his muscles in the most interesting way.

  The temperature rose as they moved past the dance floor. Curls of dry ice smoke wafted between the half-naked bodies writhing to music. The primitive beat reverberated through Kai. A slash of desire to jump in the fray so the crowd could swallow him whole cut through him.

  Jasper stopped in front of a deep purple door. “Do you know what a glory hole is?”

  “Glory hole? That was in Colton and Anthony’s story, right? I forgot to look the term up.” Kai tried to work out a translation but couldn’t.

  “It’s a hole and….” Jasper made a circle with one hand and poked two fingers from his other hand into it.

  Kai shrugged. He never liked to be the slow one, but he didn’t get it.

  Jasper glanced around and said, “Someone is on the other side.”

  “It’s a game that you have to guess who it is?” Sounded like a dumb game, sticking your fingers through a hole in the wall.

  His guide leaned in close and whispered into Kai’s ear, “Some of the zombies who enjoy this activity usually come into this room for a dose of medicine.”

  No, that wasn’t…. Kai opened his mouth to ask a question and immediately shut it. He had to see this, and he opened the door.

  His life in a small town without the internet stunted his imagination. There was no way he’d ever have conjured the scene in front of him.

  Men were standing in a line facing a wall. There were handles protruding at different locations. In spots where no men stood, there were visible holes at groin height with Insert Here written in marker and arrows pointing to the opening.

  Oh dear!

  Men had their trousers at various heights from their waists to their ankles. The bars were held in white-knuckled grips as the men humped, presumably into wall holes in front of them.

  He glanced at Jasper, who appeared still. Kai might be making too big a deal out of the situation. “Um, on the other side…?”

  Jasper shrugged, stepped inside the room, and gestured him to follow.

  Kai stumbled and shadowed Jasper down past the wall of grunting men.

  The sight stole his breath.

  On this side of the wall, attractive guys, appearing to be in their early twenties, were kneeling on thick plush gold cushions. Many had their faces plastered against the wall, some were bobbing their heads, and others just appeared to be waiting for the hole in front of them to be filled.

  He clutched at Jasper’s arm and asked, “Are they all… like us?”

  “Mostly. Sometimes nonresidents go on this side of the wall, but right now it’s just zomb—us.”

  Kai’s eyes had adjusted to the dim light, and he recognized a few of the kneelers from around the grounds. One of the guys he’d spoken to, John—or Johnny, as he preferred to be called—held the small handles alongside the hole. He busied his lips by dragging them up and down the cock that jutted through the hole.

  Johnny opened his eyes and noticed them standing there. He wrapped his fist around the cock in his mouth, then pulled back. Grinning, he mouthed, “Hey. You want a turn?”

  Kai’s mouth had dried out. He tried to play it cool and shook his head like he wasn’t in shock. But the proposition was outrageous to him.

  Johnny shrugged and licked around the crown of the cock in front of him.

  Dicks thrust through the holes and into the rather eager mouths of those worshipping at this altar of perversity. Did they even know who was sucking them? Did the zombies care who they had in their mouths? Would the anonymity increase the allure of the activity for both participants?

  Kai studied Jasper’s cool, almost aloof demeanor. Had Jasper ever come in here? Did he wish he could?

  What would it be like dropping to your knees to service a stranger? To grant someone access to his mouth for their pleasure in exchange for essence struck Kai as rather cold. But what if the man on the other side of the wall was Jasper?

  Where did that come from? Maybe his last jerk fest starring Jasper.

  How would it be if Jasper’s length pushed through the hole to enter Kai’s mouth?

  The silken flesh would demand Kai’s lips to part. Would he lash the shaft with his tongue just to hear Jasper moan? Maybe he’d suck until Jasper lost control? If he licked and sucked hard enough—

  Enough!

  Kai stopped licking his lips, but not before Jasper’s widened eyes showed he’d noticed.

  His tour guid
e didn’t comment on it, but said instead, “I think there are some straight guys who come to the other side of this room. They don’t see who’s sucking, so they can pretend women are back here pleasuring them.”

  “There was a bit about that in Anthony and Colton’s story in The Mating Book.”

  Jasper smiled. “Cassidy took some liberties when writing their story but yes.”

  Kai grabbed on to a thread to have a normal conversation about something other than glory holes. “But women aren’t allowed in the club?”

  “Here in South Carolina private clubs have an out with membership. There’s a loophole in the law and Club Zombie utilizes that rule to receive the best pool of mate candidates. Men open to an all-male club suggest they’re good candidates for possible mates.”

  A howl of pleasure rang out and Johnny pushed his face tightly against the wall, his throat working as he swallowed. He pulled off the short cock, and a little come dribbled onto the corner of his mouth.

  He glanced over at Kai and Jasper with a sexy smirk. Johnny made a show of licking his swollen lips. Then he swiped his tongue over the cock to thoroughly clean the man.

  Sighing, the man withdrew his dick from the hole. Clothes rustled on the other side of the wall. Within a minute the essence donor’s cock disappearing and another erection took the place it’s place.

  The recently fed zombie feasted upon the cock protruding out of the hole like he hadn’t seen a dick in a year. He was all hot enthusiasm as he blew yet another stranger.

  The moans of the men being pleasured and the slurping and sucking noises sounded louder.

  “Is it hot in here?” Kai pulled at the collar of his T-shirt.

  Jasper stared at him a moment and said seriously, “Definitely.”

  The expression on his handsome face confused Kai even though it made his heart stutter and then race with an unnamed desire.

  With a hand at his waist, Jasper guided him out the door. Kai marched down the hall until they came to the next area.

  “This seems quieter.” Kai imagined people came here to have conversations at the polished bar.

  On closer scrutiny, men hunched over the highly polished surface, pressing in tight to the bar, and no one drank their beer. One guy covered his face, groaned, and rocked the barstool closer to the bar. Another threw his head back and cried out in bliss so intense, it made Kai envious.

  Jasper pointed to the sign hanging over the bar: Beer and a Blowjob for a Buck. And he explained what Kai didn’t think required an explanation. “This is based on the blowjob bars of Thailand.”

  “What kind of beer would those bars give you for a dollar?” Kai had never heard of such a thing. He was German, after all. Beer needed to be of quality.

  “I don’t think the beer is the actual point of the experience.” Jasper grinned.

  Oh Jesus, they were getting blowjobs right at the bar!

  A light sweat broke out all over Kai as he witnessed another man groan and twitch forward in his seat. The guy rammed his hips nearer to the bar and humped forward. He sighed, then zipped up. He sipped his beer until the man next to him cried out and reached over and gave him a high-five.

  Jasper patted Kai on the back and might have mumbled, “You are too delicious. God give me strength, because you’re taking what I have,” but Kai wasn’t sure.

  Kai closed his mouth by exerting effort to accomplish the feat. Jasper placed his hands on Kai’s shoulders. His touch allowed Kai to find his center.

  “Come on.” Jasper turned him and then guided him farther into the depths of the warehouse-sized club.

  “Following you.” Leaning into Jasper’s side, made him feel less out of his depths, and he craved the contact.

  “This is hookup lane.” Jasper gestured to the open area. Beds and horizontal surfaces were scattered among the sheer-curtained areas, giving a hint of privacy.

  Kai blinked at Jasper. Men lay in different poses, caught in the throes of ecstasy. He wasn’t sure if any blood was getting to his head because his cock took most of it.

  Aroused barely described the state Kai was in. He was afraid if he walked too fast, the fabric rubbing his cock would give him enough friction and cause him to come. Biting his lip, he promised himself a long shower with lots of shower gel. “Hookup lane?”

  “Yeah, many guys want other things….” Jasper stopped to stare at Kai and must have realized he didn’t understand. “Other than oral sex.”

  “Oh?” What other things? How did that work?

  Jasper laughed and shook his head. “I forget how young you are.” He leaned closer and inhaled the air around Kai. “And infinitely lovely.”

  The thought of this man finding him attractive made him excited and scared. Did that look of hunger in Jasper’s eyes mean he might want to kiss Kai? Would Jasper finally press his lips to Kai’s? It had been pounded into his head that even the idea should have made Kai turn away. Instead he tipped his head and parted his lips in invitation. Maybe it was time to let the questioning turn into some answers.

  Jasper didn’t move.

  Why the hell didn’t Jasper kiss him?

  He shook his head, and then Jasper took a big gulp from his water bottle.

  Kai gawked as Jasper’s strong throat muscles worked, making him think about blowjobs. He’d never had a blowjob, but the activity appealed to him. Right now, in this moment, his cock had a preference as to who should be doing the sucking.

  He didn’t want to examine hookup lane too closely, but he was curious. “What are they doing?”

  Jasper closed his eyes briefly and took a deep breath.

  As the man inhaled, Kai couldn’t help but notice how his muscles rippled beneath his shirt. Kai wanted to reach out and touch those muscles, feel them flex under his hands.

  “They have intercourse, rub off on each other, rim each other, exchange hand jobs, all in combinations, threesomes, foursomes, you name it. But the essence is still gathered and ingested.” Jasper had given the information in a monotone.

  “Oh,” Kai squeaked as he pictured the methods of gathering. Damn it! Jasper had a starring role in all the actions Kai imagined.

  He turned to watch the live show in front of him. Men were doing all the things Jasper listed and then some. However, as predicted, each time a man indicated he was going to orgasm, his lover would stop to take the climax in his mouth and ingest the essence.

  “The guys who haven’t completed their transitions are active in this room.” As if to demonstrate that point, one of the younger males he’d met during the play practice jerked to completion after he drank his fuck mate’s orgasm.

  “There’s no issue with safe sex?” Even though Kai never had had sex of any kind, he believed people should use condoms to protect themselves.

  “The patrons and our guys here carry their tests results for the last six months. Not that STDs affect us, but so it looks natural.”

  “Hmmm, makes… um… sense.” Kai couldn’t help himself: watching the humping asses of all shapes and sizes bouncing out urgent rhythms, racing toward climax, held his attention.

  An image of Jasper’s butt humping up and down as he fucked a hole got stuck in Kai’s brain… and the hole belonged to Kai. Gripping his rounded cheeks—

  Jasper cleared his throat and smiled.

  Kai didn’t want to sound like he’d been daydreaming about Jasper, so he whispered, “Um, so none of the guys who come here know about… us?”

  “No. Well, not really. Many of the guys simply think they get extra lucky here, finding attractive young guys who are orally inclined. I’m sure there are a few rumors, but usually they aren’t taken seriously.”

  “Right, zombies. That’s crazy.” If Kai spent too long thinking about his new world, his mind would implode, so he dug for something to say even though he didn’t think he wanted confirmation. “So, there are other rooms?”

  “Yes, when the transition is complete and they no longer function completely, they frequent the places where o
nly a mouth is required for participation.”

  “They provide satisfaction but receive none.” Damn! Kai had just put this together.

  He didn’t need Jasper’s nod.

  Kai’s insides tightened. “Sounds like an eternity of hell without a reprieve.”

  Jasper sighed. “True, but you can understand why most of them are so diligent in being here every night. The more essence swallowed, the more chances they’ll find their mate.”

  The concept made Kai needy. “You don’t search?”

  Jasper didn’t meet his gaze. “I’ve given up.”

  A slice of sadness cut through Kai.

  Jasper shrugged. “Over the decades I’ve decided fate has other plans for my life, so I focus on helping others.” Jasper halted, ran a finger down Kai’s cheek, then abruptly resumed walking.

  Kai followed Jasper as he ambled down the passageway, pointed out a group of doors, and said, “These are the extraction rooms.”

  He couldn’t stop himself. “Extraction rooms?” His voice cracked a little.

  Jasper rubbed a hand over his face, swung open the door, and led Kai inside to an empty room.

  Kai examined the device in the middle of the room. There were benches around a huge colorful cylindrical device that reached from the floor to the ceiling. Hoses snaked out of the body and each end had a tube attached. “That’s to milk a cow.”

  Jasper nodded. “It’s been modified. A penis can be inserted into a tube and….” He stared at Kai.

  Was he watching for something? Kai tried to keep his face a mask of indifference.

  “Their shafts are vacuumed, and they’re milked dry by the machine. This is the origin of our vials of essence. The doctor’s office monitors and with the help of technology like face recognition, each donation is labeled, just in case a mate donates.”

  Kai groaned. His dick throbbed in fierce pulses even though he tried to put the delicious concept out of his mind. He bent over, hoping the motion readjusted his shaft, but the movement pushed his shaft tighter against his jeans.

  “You okay?” Jasper asked in his honeyed voice with so much concern.

  Did he not know Kai would be having trouble controlling his cock? Anyone but a eunuch or a fully transitioned zombie would have an issue. Given the chance, he’d feed that milker within twelve seconds flat.