Chapter 4 -- Exposure
The flimsy wood of the door's wall frame can't take the continued onslaught anymore. After an only a barely audible cracking sound, wood splinters fly into the room along with the door itself.
Hector is buckled over Cody, lost in the aftershock of his orgasm. Cody looks around to see a slanted figure standing in the doorway. In his heavy haze, it's hard to focus his eyes on this guy. The heaving body is jerky in its motion but doesn't seem to be making a move to actually enter the room. Cody can feel a heavy gaze on him and returns it with his own. As his eyes are finally focusing, Cody notices the guy's bald head. In the dim light of the room, the guy's head, arms and upper body glisten slightly.
"Is he wet?" Cody thinks. "Did he come straight from the shower? No, it's not water. It's something else. Something... dark.
"It's blood!" Cody yells inside his head. "It's one of those bald zombies!"
A dull feeling of panic now grows in Cody's stomach as he lays there beneath Hector, his gaze fixed on this intruder. This zombie. His eyes grow wide as they take in more and more details of the body in the doorway. A gaping, circular wound covers the right pectoral muscle. Some dark blood can be seen around it but not the amount you'd expect from such a wound. The chest is otherwise clean, hairless and very pale. Almost see transparent.
"That almost looks like a bite," Cody thinks.
Small cuts are also covering its arms. They're slick with blood though. Somehow, Cody notices how that blood looks more red than the liquid on the thing's chest. Cody forces his eyes to go down further.
"This guy must've loved his cardio," Cody thinks. The body in the doorway isn't overly beefy with muscles. But he could see the tightness of the pale skin around the muscles beneath. The flatness of the stomach has Cody momentarily mesmerized.
Cody can't help gasping when his eyes finally focus on the zombie's protruding cock. Coming out of the zombie's groin is a thick, heavily veined shaft. Its swollen base has a dark red color and the skin there is showing clear signs of tearing. But further up it's as pale as the rest of it's body, looking tight and translucent.
"That has to be at least 12!" Cody thinks hazily. "It almost looks like it grew several inches from its body."
A fat, dark red mushroom glistens at the end of it. It appears to be completely coated in a translucent liquid, dripping down on a pair of very enlarged balls. They have a deep red color with dark veins running over them. The taut skin makes them look swollen. As Cody's eyes linger on them, he suddenly sees that the balls are twitching just slightly, pulling up towards the zombie's body in an uneven rhythm.
He looks back up and tries to see the face of the zombie. His breath stops suddenly when he sees it's missing a big chunk of his left cheek, showing his back teeth. His whole face is covered in blood, teeth included. Red, fresh blood. In the middle of that bloody mess, there are two milky eyes staring back at Cody. The placid look on the zombie's face shifts into a pleading one as it opens its mouth and lets out a low quivering sound.
"Nnngggrrreeeeeeeaaaggghhh"
Hector, reacting to this disturbing sound, turns around, opening his mouth to say something. Any sound is broken off though as he sees who, or what, is standing at the entrance to their room. Instead, "What the fuck?" comes out in a shaky whisper.
"It's one of those fucking zombies I told you about downstairs," Cody responds a little louder than he'd intended.
This last exclamation seems to have snapped the intruder out of his daze and he lunges towards Hector's back. Before Hector can react, the surprisingly quick zombie's on the bed and then on top of him. It wastes no time and immediately bites Hector on the shoulder as it straddles him from behind.
Hector screams as teeth penetrate his skin. He can feel blood running down his arm and he frantically tries to break away. He pulls up his arm and elbows the zombie in the ribs. This only results in heavy bucking by the zombie on top of Hector.
