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Barry Lowe

Route 666

Gay Paranormal Group / Orgy / Ménage


A bus route to Hades is one hell of a ride.

Heading home from a dud date, Farley is soaked in a downpour miles from anywhere with no money and no prospects of getting home anytime soon. He flags down a bus that appears out of nowhere, grateful to be out of the storm. But have things just gone from bad to worse? The route is unfamiliar and the conductor is less than helpful when Farley asks the final destination.



eBook Cover Price: 0.99

Length: 6411 words

Gay Paranormal Group / Orgy / Ménage

Heat rating: 4


Excerpt

It was pissing down like a mob of drunken men at a barbecue urinal. I was standing under a tree, the only shelter for miles, and it was as much help as, well, nothing. And the fuckin’ bus was late. Oh, did I mention, I was in the middle of nowhere with little money and just enough left on my bus pass to get me home? My own fault. That’s what comes of internet dating. I suppose internet dating is a misnomer, it’s really internet fucking but on this occasion, I hadn’t. Fucked.

The guy sounded hot. Positives: Mid-forties, hairy, Arab, stocky body, and a no-bullshit attitude that appealed to me. Negatives: He lived in the middle of nowhere, it would take me an hour on the bus, and I had very little money, so was forced to rely on his generosity to drive me home. Outcome: His fuckin’ address didn’t exist, I was lost, I was wet, I was waiting for a bus that didn’t want to turn up, and it was too far to walk. I was also in danger of contracting pneumonia.

I would have considered hitching but there was a singular lack of vehicular traffic along the deserted street, hemmed in on either side with derelict or deserted factories all set too far back from the roadway to offer shelter. I hugged myself tighter to keep the rain off and failed spectacularly.

A soft yellow glow materialized in the distance, I hoped it was the bus of my salvation. And it was only thirty-five minutes late according to the soggy bus timetable flapping in the wind barely held in place by cracked plastic casing flimsily attached to the metal pole that was the only indication this was a public transport stopping off point. The slate-grey, pelting rain obscured visibility and the stop had no overhead lighting to warn the oncoming driver so I stood in the roadway to flag down the approaching vehicle. When it didn’t  swerve to avoid me I jumped back onto the pavement as it pulled in abruptly at the curb, careening through a lake-size puddle that sprayed off the wheels like a tsunami of tree debris, dank water, and dead insects.

“Sorry, mate,” the driver said as the doors swung open. “Didn’t see the puddle.”

“Too busy talking to bother looking where you were going,” I snapped because the driver and his mate were scarcely containing their laughter at my situation.

The truth must have struck home because when I tried to insert my soggy bus pass into the green ticket machine there was no way it was going to work, the driver quickly closed the doors and took off, telling me, “Don’t worry about the ticket. If you go down the back of the bus, I’ll turn the heater up high, and you can strip off and put your clothes over the seat, maybe get a bit dry. Not likely there’ll be any more passengers this time of the night, not a good area. But if someone flags me down, I’ll give you plenty of warning so you can get your clothes on. Okay?”

I grumbled my thanks and pulled a few twigs and leaves out of my hair.

“What route does a 666 take?” I asked. I’d never heard of it before but I’d noticed the number just before the disastrous drenching.

“Anywhere you want to go,” the driver smiled.

Okay, I didn’t pick up on whether that was a pick-up line or whether he was just toying with me, so I tried a different tack. “What’s the ultimate destination?” I asked hoping it would be close enough to my apartment to walk home.

The conductor answered. “Heaven or hell, the ultimate destination is up to you.”


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