Goonvana

We find ourselves on top of a hill on the side of the road next to a shop close to the shore of a magnificent lake . On top of this hill, lies a small humble abode of a two storey house where a young man can be seen through his room's window on the second floor in a frantic state. What was occurring with the young man? Why was he in a frantic state? 

Don't ask such questions. Don't be worried for him. He was simply becoming. 

Becoming, a state unknown to many. This state allows you to get a special gift from the Great Goons. The Great Goons are a council of the transcendental people protecting the Goonth. The Goonth being the planet that our little hill is based upon.

Now, this young man, frantically moving his right hand in a upward-downward alternating motion. Let's go next to him.

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With a headphone resting on his soft curly brown hair, Curtis McLaren indulged in his self-pleasure to a great extent. His hazel eyes focused on the screen of his computer where a not-so-appropriate video was playing. A man and a woman passionately making love to each other. A state of euphoria and trance overcoming their faces as well as the face of Curtis McLaren. 

"Oh, I'm about to...," he moaned, increasing the pace at which his right hand moved.

At the same time, downstairs, Curtis' unassuming parents were enjoying a movie, "Skunkman - Never Coming". As the movie neared its end, they wanted to eat something, hungry after a three hour long movie. Their son, Curtis happened to be a good cook. 

"Honey, let's get Curt to cook us a little something," Curtis' mother, a middle-aged blonde woman with dark freckles and bright blue eyes queried towards the big burly man, with a long curly black mullet and a thick beard. He quietly eyed his wife with his deep black eyes before nodding along. 

With a smile on her face Mrs McLaren yelled towards the ceiling, "Curtis honey! Come downstairs and cook us some dinner!"

Upstairs, Curtis was in a trance when suddenly his mother's voice broke it. 

"Shit, shit, shit....," he mumbled before screaming back without stopping the pace at which his right hand was moving, "...uh, Yeah mum!" 

Having being called downstairs Curtis increased the pace of his hand and continued screaming to answer his mother, "I'm coming mum!"

As the last words left his mouth, something else left his body, shooting towards the screen of his computer. An expression of satisfaction reflected on his face briefly before it suddenly got stern.

Looking at the screen, an unbelievable amount of disgust suddenly arose from deep inside him.

"What the fuck man." He said out to himself before wiping his screen with tissue paper and clearing away his browser history. 

Curtis pushed back his chair and pulled his underwear then his pants up. With the same stern look from before, Curtis looked outside his window and gave out a long sigh. He knew deep down, he might be addicted. Though he knows of the feeling of disgust that presents itself after his sessions, he still loves the feeling during the session. Curtis had tried stopping himself, but he couldn't. 

"You coming down or what?" Mrs McLaren's voice rung out in Curtis' ears, stopping his brief moment of zoning out.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Curtis reassured as he quickly ran down the stairs. He ran down the stairs and jumped over the table to stand in front of the couch where his parents were seated.

"So, how was the movie?" he asked the couple on the couch.

"Ehh, a man with erectile dysfunction being bit on his ass by a radioactive skunk that allowed him to be like a skunk from the frontside, a typical superhero story if I say," Mr McLaren replied.

"Huh, didn't I put on 'Revengers: Finish Game' for you?" Curtis asked confusingly.

"Yes you did honey, but that was five hours ago, we finished another movie while we could." Mrs McLaren confirmed for Curtis, leaning on her husband's arm.

"Enough of that, why don't you make us something Curt? We're starving right now." Mr McLaren ordered Curtis.

Curtis smiled as he headed towards the kitchen, grabbing an apron on the wall and putting it on as he got prepared to cook a meal.