Glory Hunters

Lance and Terry are the Glory Hunters.  Lance and Terry always try to get every kind of glory so that people will praise them and celebrate them in the town they live in.  One time they both lived in the worst neighborhood in the city and got beat up so brutally that their neighbors just gave up on trying to rob them of their self-respect and left them alone. Another thing they did was go into all folks’ houses and beat their butts with billy clubs so bad that their butts got a black eye and no one could go to the washroom for a whole week. Everyone loved and hated them for this because they performed a duty they all desired yet were too weak to carry out. Also the beating was merciless and senseless in nature. I’m incredibly so serious to you right now, you gotta believe me!

     They loved glory more than anything in the whole big world. Sometimes (with their power) they would enable other people the power to feel the burning power of glory, which is a very sacred glory in its own right.  Perhaps the greatest glory of all is the glory of handing someone the dangerous baton of fire. Its a giant hot glass tube that is filled with the finest treats that have ever been humanly invented. Some say the sugar within is from the tears of Zeus’s funny but also furry and cute dog.  One can only gaze at it in the tube but can never lay the sweet treats both salty and sweet upon anyone’s tounge or tooth because one could never bear to eat a piece of anything ever again.  A complete tounge-blowout would occur and all teeth would be stale.
Terry and Lance were strong and searched for several years in hooded and obvious  gorilla disguises for the right person to bestow the tube to. But who would it be? Who could hold this tube for the glory of the two boys with the bronzed schlongs that caught the approval of all who glansed.  Who would give the glory for the glory hunters? They were the golden twins! None could compare to these two who grabbed what they wanted that none other could try to grab.  They were meant for glory and not for the money, the glory alone would feed the two. The glory would heal any tears in their many muscles, and would warm their supple bodies.  It affected them differently than most people who have to earn dollars and love humans like normal people. The glory did this to them.

Terry was ready. Lance was ready to advance as well but didn’t want to say it out loud. The golden eye-balled girl worked on a pier and had very toned upper booby muscles that were capable of hurling any amount of milk barrels at any given hour. The hot-boys were ready to approach the girl as she was panting on the pier after working for 18 hours straight. They thought that she would not lash out in their prepubescence, which usually happened because most people witnessed their parents beat by the boys so many years ago. But the boys misunderstood her panting, because she wasn’t panting at all, that was the way she yawned when things got like this on the pier. She was fully charged and grabbed the boys by their full penises, which were erect at that point because of the moist nature of the weather. Her hands were soft as clay like the day she was born. The boys were steaming at this point that her hands burned from the temperature, yet she did not call out or break a sweat, this was one of the reasons the two wanted to give her the tube.  They grappled, perspired and jumbled one anothers bods to keep warm as well as to harm the other.  Terry would punch Lance to make it look like they weren’t getting along to fool the Golden Eye-balled girl. But this season she wouldn’t listen to reason...not like the last one.

The sun had begun to set.  Golden was the horizon, and all eyes were on those violent golden twins. Lazily they rolled around in the sand with their lashes clasping to and fro, but to no end. Families would run away from the scene because they were afraid one of them would give up and be hungry and humiliated in front of them. Lots of people just plain moved away, my family was one of those groups that felt it safer in that way.  

Just at that point the boys decided to surrender their love to the girl. They dropped down on the ground and started begging the girl to give them the glory.  What could the two well-cooked twins do, they were teens in their sense after all? They pleaded, “we are here to give you this famous tube. You know the one! You just got to take it! We are starving for glory. You know that too! You know that if we don’t get the glory soon our whole property will go up for sale and we will have to live in a normal place that gives us nothing to heal our bodies with! You just gotta take this tube from us!”

The girl from Alobama said to the two water faced fools, “I want you two to hurt! You two are so glory crazed that you have forgotten that glory is for the brave not for the hungry! Also you beat up my little family and flooded all of the schools with your greedy glory hunting! My sister is mad bad angry with you two because she wanted me to go to a school that teaches you how to fix buildings right and such. But I can’t now. All the schools are broken!”  The girl hugs all of the juice and scum out of the boys and they give a final whimper that is pathetic to all who hear the scene on their Ham radios and free-wifis. G-girl takes the skin husks and flaps them over her knee and fills them with sand and sews them up with dental floss as a lesson to all.  She beats their butts over and over again with her ferociously hot hands burnt from their fiery penises.  The slapping sound wakes up God and alllllllllll of the people in the place they live.

But time passes and the girl falls girl-asleep (half normal asleep and half feline asleep, its different than most slumbers). The dummy is unaware that the twins can empty their bodies any time they want, they used such a trick to once fill themselves to claim the glory of filling oneself up with new-brew and brown-bread in a previous episode. The two boys made out on the girls lap and performed a troffing which is the committing of oral sex upon a woman from two or more heads at one time to induce haunted orgasmares to scare the woman into submission.  And they did. But not before she screamed and punched the back of their heads so real that they had to run into the water to cool the burning on their skulls which was very strong mind you. It boiled the water so baddly and insanely that all of the fisher men and prostitutes that live in huts along the beach had to drag themselves to the ruined hospitals.  Fire lived in most of the hospitals here and refused to leave until they found a better place for them to rest and grow old. Until that point, “no deal” is what they (the fire) would declare.  

The girl, now under the mental-possession of the towns people who controlled the boys, wanted her to take the hard hot tube for the sake of them all.  That is what they wanted so that they could get rest and get back to work again. “Enough!” is what they demanded and fantasized about! In her zombied state she accepted the tube and slid it into her overalls.  Tears ran down her cheeks because she wanted to return to her old life as a barrel major for the pier but the boy who accompanied Terry would not let her do that duty again.  They wanted only the glory. Remember glory was paramount in their priorities. Her feelings were secondary to the glory they worked for. It was vital for their infancy and peace of mind. She had to get it in writing so they drove her in their GIANT car that was custom fitted for adventure and made to support their absurd frames filled with rock hard bones and tense pulsating nervous systems. At the entrance of the great old super big building they gently pushed her along so that she would at least get in there to sign the papers saying that she did indeed own the tube of end-all-be-all of treats so perfect that one would never eat again.  She walked so slow that the the two lovely and angry boys had several mean meals delivered to them in their car by a pretty waitress before the now famous and important woman even touched the push handle of the facility. Yet after some waiting she entered and returned vomiting and bleeding from the ulcers that developed from the tension she was putting herself under because of the boys glory-hungry nature.

They placed a hand on her forehead and guided her into the car, Lance sat in the back seat with her and Terry drove. I could see Terry looking in the rear view mirror talking to the two from the front. I can’t know what he was saying or where they were going but I know that there was something beautiful happening and doubt that I will know ever find out as I am just a normal boy and human not a great greedy one like the three of them. My life will run its coarse, I will have my own children one day that will want to know and they will know this very feeling but not exactly because they will never see the boys and girls because it is clear they are working on something somewhere to get some new kind of glory that we cant even get a feeling. For because we are just normals. THE END!