She unhooked his belt, opened his pants
and with a quick movement slid his pants
and shorts down. He stood there blushing as
the blood rushed to his crotch and his penis
began to stir and stiffen.
She stood there and watched. Suddenly he
remembered an incident of his early adoles-
cence. He had been barely fourteen at the
time. A gym instructor had visited the house.
His parents were away. It was after dinner
and the man was looking at him and he felt
something uncomfortable. Then the man
said, “I’d like to see you stripped.” He said,
all right, his mouth was dry and his heart
was pounding as he led the way to his room,
Oh god, he thought, suppose it happens? He
tried to think of something else. Then he was
in the room, the man sitting down on the
bed, he took off his shoes and socks and
shirt. “Come over here,” the man said. He
stood in front of the man who ran his hands
over his arms and shoulders. He was feeling
very relieved that he didn’t have to take
down his pants. And then the man was undo-
ing his belt and pants and suddenly his pants
and shorts dropped and he was standing
there naked blushing furiously, and it was
happening, he couldn’t stop it. The man
looked down. He glanced down and bit his
lip and a little whimper burst from him. The
man said, “Your little pecker is getting hard.”
And then knowing it was all right he felt a
rush of excitement feeling the man’s hand on
his buttocks and thighs, it was all the way up
now pulsing throbbing, and he didn’t care.
Then the man sat him down beside him on
the bed, and as he sat down a drop of lubric-
ant squeezed out. At that time he had never
masturbated. Then the man’s hand was on
his nuts and penis. “You’ve been playing with
this?” He leaned back on his elbow, legs
stretched out. “Well. . . yes . . . a little bit. . .”
“Did you ever play with it until it went off?”
“No. How long do you have to play with it
before that happens?” The man’s hand was
rubbing the lubricant around the tip of his
penis. It happened in a few seconds and he
was spurting hot gobs up onto his stomach.
Afterwards, the man left town and he had
put the incident out of his mind. Now stand-
ing there naked the memory came back and
And suddenly he had a curious feeling that
perhaps she wasn’t a girl, and a feeling too
that there was somebody else in the room.
She was slowly stripping and when she
stood naked her body was almost inhumanly
beautiful, the smooth green flesh and the ob-
vious strength of her breasts like green fruit.
She pulled him down onto the bed and sud-
denly they were rolling in an ecstasy of lust.
He felt penetrated and penetrating the soft
gelatin between her legs that pulled him in
further and further, they twisted from one
end of the bed to the other, she was on top,
on her side, silver light popped in his eyes
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and his head seemed to fly to pieces. He
glimpsed a sky rocket bursting in someone’s
head, in his brain. The Van Allen Belt.
When he got back to the hotel the landlady
told him that his friend had arrived. As he
walked up the stairs his heart was pounding
with excitement feeling the ache and stiff-
ness in his groin.
He opened the door.
She got up off the bed laying down a book
and walked to the middle of the room to
meet him. She was dressed in men’s clothes,
khaki pants and shirt, jodhpurs, a green tie.
He threw his arms around her kissed her
on the lips . . .
Suddenly a shock went through him. The
chest was hard, he could feel the ribs. This
was a man’s body.
He shoved the other back. “Why, you’re . . .
“I am the Iguana’s twin brother.”
John stood there blushing furiously, his
pants sticking out straight at the fly.
“Why be embarrassed? After all, I was
there . . .”
He remembered the presence of another
person in the room, and the feeling that it
was all right like the time with the gym in-
structor. His embarrassment turned to lust.
Why not? They were in tune, how could it
“Let’s have a look at you,” the boy said. He
reached out with his long cool fingers with
precise movements performed at unbeliev-
able speed. He unhooked John’s belt un-
buttoned his pants.
Before he fully realized what was happen-
ing his pants and shorts fell to his ankles and
he stood there his shirt moving slightly in a
wind through the open window.
The boy looked at him and licked his lips
with a little red tongue. His black eyes shone
with an inner light. He walked around John
touching his buttocks and genitals with fin-
gers that left a cool burn like menthol. He
brought a chair and placed it behind John
who sat down.
The boy slipped off his soft boots; shirt,
pants, and shorts followed, and he was
standing there naked while John was still
fumbling with his shoelaces.
The boy knelt at his feet, quickly removed
John’s shoes and socks, pulled his pants and
shorts off and hung them on a wooden peg.
John stood up and took off his shirt.
The boy was thinner than his sister, he had
the same smooth green skin, his penis erect
throbbing was a pink purple color, the pubic
hairs jet black and shiny.
Then the boy was kissing him, running his
tongue inside John’s mouth. A musty odor
came off his body.
The boy led him to the bed. He was rub-
bing an unguent on John’s penis that left a
cold burn. John felt suddenly strong and
confident, he shoved the boy on his back,
pulled a pillow under him and pushed his
legs up. The rectum was the same purple
brown color as the boy’s penis. John rubbed
some vaseline on and slowly shoved it in,
feeling the rectum pull him in with a soft
muscular pressure. As he moved in and out
feeling the gathering tightness in his groin,
John was suddenly holding the girl, feeling
her breast against him and then the boy
again, feeling the hot gobs hit his chest.
They quivered together a few seconds.
They lay there looking at the ceiling.
“I had to make it with you, you
John did not understand.
“Let’s get dressed. I want to give you some
idea as to what is going on here.”
After they were dressed, the boy began:
“We know a good deal about your back-
ground, otherwise I wouldn’t be telling you
this. For example, we know about the gym
John looked at him in amazement. “How
could you know that?”
“There are ways to find these things out.
Ways which you will learn and learn quickly
if you are to be of use to us. The story about
the books being still in existence is true. That
is why the Bay of Pigs is here. And others as
well. . . Russians, Chinese, Swiss . . . very
clever, the Swiss. . . . In consequence, Mayan
scholars are now at a premium.”
He got a briefcase and took out three pack-
ages tied with a ribbon.
“Copies of the Dresden, Madrid and Paris
codices. You have seen them of course.”
“Now look here.” He pointed to a priest
who was making an incision in what looked
like a man plant. “What do you make of it?”
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