Disclaimers: The Night Gallery belongs to Universal TV and Mister Rod
Serling. DimOut. Com belongs to Dim Out. The porn movie entitled 'Lex The
Impaler' belongs to Evil Angel. This story is not-for-profit but I own it.

Date: 03/19/2008

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Drug use, strong language, graphic violence, interacial sex,
voyurism, male/female sex, male solo sex, female solo sex, female/female sex

Categories: Het, slash, bi

Feedback: Yes, I want feedback.

Archive: Yes

Garcelle Beauvais -- Frederique Christofferson
Jessica Biel -- Kirsten Sarandon
Brian Bloom -- Erik Lobley
Steve Carell -- Jonah Lynch
Chevy Chase -- John Aykroyd

Summary: After a pair of publishing company workers step into a bar and
grill, only to find themselves the latest targets of a dark and deadly force.

Other Notes: This story is based on a picture of the same name by an artist
named Jennifer Janesko.

Dedications: None so far.

Night Gallery: Night To Remember
by Andrew Troy Keller ([email protected])

Good evening and welcome to the one place where the true works of the strange
and the macarbe are truly being shown on a nightly basis.

Speaking of which, tonight's little piece of macarbe artwork happens to be
done by a truly talented artist whose name happens to be Jennifer Janesko,
which happens to be entitled 'Night To Remember' and it has indeed found a
fitting home within this very establishment known as the Night Gallery.

* * *

It was on a cold and rainy night within the Manhattan section of New York
City on March 19th that a young and handsome male stud named Erik Lobley and
his best friend and fellow co-worker at the McCrane Publishing Company whose
name happens to be John Aykroyd had stepped into the Conaway Street eatery
known as Laurer's Bar And Grill, sat themselves down at the bar and
ordered -- for each of them -- a tall frosty mug of beer just in time for a
suddenly concerned John to turn his head towards Erik and noticed that his
best friend was looking like he was having the serious case of being down in
the dumps, causing John to place his gentle hand on Erik's shoulder and ask,
"Say, Erik? What's wrong? Aren't you feeling okay?"

And after he had let out a sigh, turned his eyes toward John and answered,
"I wish that I could say that I really am feeling okay, John. But then, I
would be lying through each and every tooth in my entire mouth. I had just
recieved a phone call from Gloria. She had told me that even though I'm a
really nice guy and really fun to be with, she wanted more than just one
good time after another," an understanding John had raised his hand in front
of Erik and said, "Don't tell me, Erik. Let me guess. She dumped you just
like the others."

"You got that right, John. Look, I know that it might be impossible for me to
find that one perfect woman for me to spend the rest of my life with and I'm
okay with that. All I need right now is something that would make this night
for me a real night to remember, that's all," that was what Erik had said to
John before he had taken a sip of his beer and John had taken a deep breath
and said, "Well, Erik. If you were to ask me, the only time for that to
happen would be when hell finally freezes over. I'm going to take a shit.
I'll be right back."

But as soon as John had left his best friend at the bar and stepped into
the men's restroom, a young and handsome male stranger had placed himself in
front of the men's room door and looked around to make sure that no one else
was walking towards him before he had opened the men's room door and stepped
inside the room for a few seconds before a scream of cold blooded terror had
sounded and the male stranger had opened the door and stepped out of the
men's restroom, which was where a deeply-slashed bloodied corpse of one John
Aykroyd was left inside.

Meanwhile, back at the bar, Erik had suddenly turned his eyes toward the pool
table and noticed that there were two hot-looking babes standing there in the
type of outfits that had looked like they had been ordered from the DimOut.
Com website and looking at him with hungry eyes, causing him to wonder
whether he should go over to the two great-looking babes and introduce
himself or not, only to have the very same male stranger who had encountered
John in the men's restroom to place himself next to Erik, give him a friendly
handshake and say, "Hi there. My name is Jonah Lynch. You must be Erik
Lobley. Your best friend, John Aykroyd had told me all about your little

"Well then, since you had allowed yourself to understand my problem as well,
I hope you don't mind me asking you this one question. Do you think I should
go over to those two babes and introduce myself or what?" that was the
question that a curious Erik had asked Jonah, who had let out a small chuckle
and answered, "Are you kidding me, Erik? You better believe that they want
you to go over to them. As a matter of fact, I suggest that you do it right
now. Okay?"

And then, after he had given that idea some thought and realized that it
might be a good idea for him to do exactly that, Erik had taken one last sip
of his beer and a deep breath, walked himself over to the pool table and
introduced himself to a hot-looking African-American babe in a deep v mini
dress known as Frederique Christofferson and a really sexy babe with
dark-brown hair in a halter mini dress whose name happens to be Kirsten
Sarandon and the three of them had allowed themselves to play a little game
of pool for about a couple of minutes.

That was before both Frederique and Kirsten had invited Erik to join them at
their penthouse apartment for a little nightcap, which was exactly the very
invitation that he had happily allowed himself to accept just in time for him
to rush himself back to the bar, place his gentle hand on Jonah's shoulder
and ask, "Say, Jonah? Could you please do me a favor and tell John that I'll
see him at work tomorrow?" before a small smiling Jonah had turned his eyes
toward Erik and answered, "Sure thing, Erik. You just go ahead and have
yourself a real good time."

And with that, Erik had left the bar and grill with Frederique and Kirsten
and gone with them to the apartment building that they were living in, where
they had rode the elevator up to the floor of the penthouse and stepped out
of that very same elevator just in time for a wide-eyed Erik to look around
the wonderfully-furnished apartment with awe and amazement and say, "Whoa!
I really am telling you baes right now! This place really rocks!" before a
small smiling Frederique had placed her gentle hand on Erik's shoulder and
said, "Trust me, Erik. This is nothing compared to what we have waiting to
show you in the bedroom."

And after they had stepped into the bedroom, Frederique had placed a
porn-video entitled 'Lex The Impaler' into the DVD player and pressed the
play button, Erik's eyes had became fixed on the images on the TV set of
Lexington Steele pumping his stiff cock in and out of the assholes of Darla
Crane, Miko Lee and his other female co-stars before he had taken all of his
clothes off and began stroking his stone hard dick right in front of the

And then, after both Frederique and Kirsten had removed all of their clothes,
the dark-brown-haired babe had moved herself closer to Erik and allowed him
to kiss her ever so passionately on the lips and start licking all over her
bare-ass naked body -- all the way down to her hot, wet pussy and carressing
her firm breasts while the hot African-American beauty had started pumping
two of her fingers in and out of her hot and steamy cunt and carressing her
own tits with the other hand.

Then, after Kirsten had placed her hands on Erik's bare shoulders and said,
"Aaaahhhh, yeeeessss! That's it! Do it, Erik! Touch me! Touch me there! Suck
my wet pussy dry! Aaaahhhh!" a small smiling Frederique had moved herself
closer to the two newfound lovers, placed one of her hands on Erik's bare
back and the other hand on Kirsten's bare shoulder and began sucking on her
roommate's stiff mounds, which had caused Erik to suddenly realize that he
was finally able to enjoy every minute of such pure and untamed sexual
pleasure with the two hot-looking babes.

That was before they had laid their nude bodies on the bed just in time for
Erik to place his stiff cock inside Frederique's hot, moist snatch and began
licking on Kirsten's pussy and the beautiful maiden with dark-brown hair had
placed her hands on her African-American roommate's silky-smooth naked thighs
and began sucking on her tits, causing a sexually-energized Frederique to
place her hands on Kirsten's bare back and yell at the top of her lungs,

And then, after the three newfound bi-sexual lovers had started moving
themselves harder and faster and their lovemaking has finally played its last
game of pool at a local bar and grill, Erik, Frederique and Kirsten had all
came and collapsed due to exhaustion just in time for a very happy Erik to
place one of his hands on Kirsten's bare shoulder and the other hand on
Frederique's naked thigh, let out a sigh and say, "Whoa! I'm telling the both
of you right now. This really is my one night to remember."

"Oooohhhh. Believe me, Erik. You have seen nothing yet," that was what a
small smiling Kirsten had said to Erik, who had turned his eyes toward her
to ask what she was trying to say, only to have him shockingly discover that
a pair of razor sharp fangs had grown out of her mouth and her eyes had began
to glow like they were made out of pure hellfire.

And after he had turned his terrified eyes toward Frederique and discovered
that the same thing was happening to her as well, the horrified Erik had let
out a scream of pure bone chilling terror just before both Kirsten and
Frederique had chomped their fangs deep into the poor guy's neck and sucked
every last drop of blood right out of him just in time for a bare-ass naked
Jonah Lynch to step into the room with a big smile on his face, his eyes
glowing like hellfire and razor shapr fangs growing out of his mouth, clapped
his hands together and said, "Okay, Girls. You had enough of your feast for
tonight. Now, it's time for the three of us to really start fucking the
living shit out of each other."



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