The month of June had dawned on Melbourne and as the bay wind chill roared down the street, Nicholas Anthony cosied up to his open fireplace in his small but expensive Victorian Terrace in Brunswick. The government paychecks had afforded him a new car and a nice place to stay. Reading quietly on his phone, he decided to look into the current situation in America.
He typed the words into Porn Search.
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‘America revolution news’
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The first 10 to 15 results were littered with irrelevant pornographic links.
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‘White House.com - Give Me Liberty or Give Me Anal’
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‘Anal Revolt.com - Rebel This Summer’
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Nanthony shook his head as he waded through the smorgasbord of obligatory depravity.
Finally his eyes caught a positive result.
‘The New York Times - How to spice up your gay sex life with elemental Mercury for the New American.’
It wasn’t about the revolution but it was a news outlet and that was enough.
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Nicholas remembered someone once mentioning there’d been a revolution going on in America and that the gays had overthrown the government and were now mandating gay behaviour just as the Pornographius Mandatas had done so in Australia.
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Clicking on the article, a picture of two cherub-faced smiling young men could be seen embracing each other over a glass vial filled with elemental Mercury. The caption read:
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‘High Risk, High Reward, how to get the most out of your liquid metals in the bedroom. Life after AIDS life hacks.’
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Nicholas shook his head in disbelief.. ‘these fags have got too much time on their hands.’
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Switching back to Porn Search he clicked the ‘I’m feeling lucky’ button and as he did, a random pornographic image of a woman being penetrated by a 7 foot ebony man appeared. A warm wet and intense wave of arousal and shame swept over him as he hastily pulled his hog from his trousers and choked his child till it cried. As the discoloured waxy dart of semen shot excitedly from his dong into the air narrowly missing his mouth he shouted the words.
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‘Death grip Nick is back baby.!!’
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After cleaning up the aborted yellow viscous gruel he realised what he had been missing all along, the intense and familiar feeling of watching people have sex was like sitting down to a home cooked meal. He was home, yet he couldn’t seem to shake the sense of guilt associated with cumming, he had betrayed the resistance by watching a superior person of colour desecrate a nubile white late teen.
He knew for certain that he was going to be addicted for sometime, the orgasm was so powerful and the young girl so barely legal, the black man so big. He knew he had to have access to this content whenever he desired without getting caught by his rebel comrades. Turning off his computer he looked out the window onto the cold grey looking street, porn sick men ambling to destinations unknown, and as he saw their faces, for the first time in his memory, he felt not sadness, but satiation.
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