Issue 12 - September 2006

Spider-Bait By Alex Hogan

The mating habits of the Australian Redback Spider - close relative of the Black Widow - are brutal. The males must compete with each other in the race to reach the female first. Once their night of passion is complete, the males change from being the female's paramour to being her dinner.

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The spider flattened himself against the wall in the lane-way. Out on the street there was a Lady on the hunt; he could smell her. The aroma of an adult female could bring males to full maturity; he knew, it had happened to him. It took him by surprise early one morning, dragging him from the garbage-bins he lived behind deep in this dark alley. Blindly he had followed the trail of erotic perfume. His mind, foggy with this new strange feeling of desire, could think of nothing else but finding the Lady.

But he'd been too late - and someone else had beaten him to her. Once her scent had gone his mind cleared and he was shocked at what he'd done. He crawled off to his home behind the dustbins, his heart beating wildly in realisation at how close he had been to disaster.

Aspid had been told, of course, by those who lived in the street, not to succumb to the scent of the spider-ladies. He'd seen it happen to others. They would begin to chase the fragrance, uncontrollably, as the Lady passed by with her sultry walk, leading one of them into her apartment, from which he would never return.

When he was a kid at school the boys used to gather around and whisper about the sexy spider-ladies who enticed men away. The boys made lurid jokes about what they did together, the Lady and her mate, before the Lady would turn on him. The stories made Aspid shiver at night. He'd have wet dreams about the sex games that the ladies would play; exciting, irresistible games, that - it was said - made the end worthwhile.

Once the spider-lady was with child her scent would change and the streets would become safe again. With the change in odour men could think clearly. Some would then try forming bands to resist the ladies, issuing illegal pamphlets urging rebellion; an old poster of one was pasted to the wall behind Aspid. But it never lasted; when a Lady again was on the hunt for her sexual dinner the aromas returned, and the men were lured once more.

Aspid had a rope and handcuffs. He was planning to tie himself to a drainpipe near the wall - chain himself if he had to. It was commonly believed it was necessary to do this to resist the aroma of a spider-lady on heat.

On the other side of the lane he could see young Maxid. Maxid had only been in the alley for a few weeks. He'd been hanging around Aspid, sharing his food. Aspid found he was getting used to it; it was nice having the company.

Maxid was huddled in a doorway, sort of dozing; beside him were the leftovers of some chips and half a hamburger; food that he had found discarded in a bin. The scent was coming closer; Aspid grew concerned. Maxid was young; this experience would be new for him.

"Quick Maxid!" Aspid called out. The lad looked up drowsily. "Tie yourself up," Aspid said.

"Whaa-?"

The perfume was getting thicker. Aspid quickly grabbed his rope and handcuffs and raced over to Maxid.

"Whatchya doing?" the lad asked, fuddled by sleep and confused by Aspid's haste.

"Quickly! You need to tie yourself up."

"Why?"

"Can't you smell it?"

"No?... oh, yeah." Aspid's heart quickened; he pulled the lad up and dragged him over to a drainpipe near the doorway. "Hey, whadja doin' man? " Aspid began tying Maxid's hands around the pipe. "Hey man, I don't want ya to do that. What's with you? You some kinda sicko? Hey, dig that smell!"

"Yes, exactly! That's why I'm doing this. 'That smell' is a spider-lady, on the hunt."

"Ooh-" Maxid looked out to the street while Aspid tied the ropes. "Kinda exciting isn't it?"

"No!"

"Has it happened to you before?"

"Yes."

"Did you get near her?'

"No."

"Did you get to see her?"

"Yes."

"What'd she look like?"

"Oh-like a woman, what'd you expect?"

Maxid laughed, Aspid scowled.

As he was tying the rope, Aspid noticed, coiling itself in and around the overpowering aroma of the Lady, another odour: fresh and sweet, clear and crisp. It caused his cock to rise immediately. He looked up - fearing another spider-lady was sneaking up the alley. But there was only he and Maxid.

He looked at Maxid. The lad's brown hair hung jauntily over his eyes, sitting just above his thin, straight nose. His skin was pale against the dark of his hair. His hands under Aspid's were warm, long and slender. They began to wriggle in his grip. Aspid cast his eyes over Maxid's body, and could see that the aroma of the Lady was having its effect; the lad had certainly reached maturity - a huge hard-on was outlined in his pants.

Maxid began writhing against the rope; Aspid had not finished tying it properly. The dark smell of the Lady wafted past. Aspid was surprised to feel only a small part of the perfume alluring; mostly he found it cloying.

Maxid pulled hard at the ropes.

"No, Maxid, don't do that!"

Maxid gave a great tug, the ropes gave; Aspid lunged to catch the lad, but too late; he was gone.

Quickly Aspid followed, racing, as if on air. He reached the lad just at the end of the lane where the sun cut across the shadows of the buildings framing the alley entrance. Maxid had momentarily stopped to take in the street scene; Aspid grabbed him, holding him back in a bear hug. In the street they could see several male-spiders of all ages, a few old and slow of step, many just lads; making their way down the street, all going in one direction - pursuing the scent of the Lady.

Aspid's nose was over-powered by the mass of smells coming from the different men. His senses were reeling, remembering the last time he had followed the Lady. Over the top of the different aromas was the over-powering essence of the female, gluggy and choking. The fragrance he remembered last time was not like that. It was clear, golden, crystal and inviting; more like the many odours of all the males who were making their way down the street, and the one coming from Maxid.

Had it been those odours that had beckoned him last time?

Maxid was watching, transfixed for a moment; then he began to struggle, answering the call. The thick female perfume filled the air. Maxid's own scent rose up in answer, twisting itself around Aspid. He held the lad tighter.

In the street they saw a young male-spider walk quickly past an older, big burly one. As he did so he turned and jeered. "Better hurry up old man."

The brawny brute ran after him and grabbed his collar. "Whadya say?" He threw his fist straight into the lad's face. The youth staggered, then regained his footing and ran at the brute, head down, trying to butt him in the stomach; but the burly man was too quick, he lifted a knee and smashed the lad in the face. He fell to the ground. The brute kicked him.

Maxid stared at the scene. The male smell from the brute drifted over to them, not sweet and crisp, but angry red. It momentarily blocked the female scent. Maxid's own erotic perfume faded, replaced by one of fear. The brawny spider continued on his way, and now came past them. He saw the fear in Maxid's eyes. "Huh, what you two lookin' at? Ya faggots!" he said and spat at them, the big gobbet landing just in front of Maxid's feet. Aspid pulled him quickly into the shadows of the lane. The dark syrupy aroma of the Lady floated past. The man moved on, drawn by the scent.

"Shit!" Maxid said, his body quivering. "What was that all about?"

"It happens all the time, anything to get to the Lady first."

Maxid stared out into the street, watching others pass by. Gently Aspid led him deep into the alley and settled him against a dark space behind a dumpster bin. He sat beside him and wrapped his arms around his shoulders. The lad still shivered in fear. They sat there, quiet, for some moments, listening to the sounds of the men chasing after the Lady, hearing more angry calls and fighting.

"Just hang in there Maxid."

The lad's shivering began to quieten, Aspid felt him lean against his shoulder.

"Tell me, what happened to you, the last time?" Maxid asked quietly.

"I was too late. I saw a crowd of male-spiders gather, their tempers raised. Punches were thrown, faces smashed. Then I heard the Lady laugh. A cruel laugh. She made her way over to them and simply stepped on top of any who were injured and lay on the ground, her sharp high-heels piercing them. She had long, glossy black hair; wore skin-tight black leather pants and an exceedingly low-cut top; blood-red in colour. She headed toward the leader of the gang. Stopping in front of him, she ran her hands over the sweaty muscles of his chest, then slipped them down into his pants. There, in front of everyone, she fondled him. I could see from where I was that she was pulling on his hard dick."

Aspid noticed a trickle of clear crisp scent rise from Maxid.

"He went to kiss her but she wouldn't let him; she pulled him toward her and rested his head between her breasts. Placing his hands around each one, he mouthed her nipples. She laughed again, then took his hand and lead him away."

The female perfume drifted past again, weaving it's way into the lane-way. Aspid could feel the lad's shoulders quiver. He squeezed them. Maxid's erotic scent rose again and curled around Aspid, teasing him; he felt his cock go hard.

"It's starting again," Aspid said. He grabbed the handcuffs. "We'd better tie you up." As he heard his own voice he knew it betrayed the mating tone; it came from the lust he felt. Maxid looked up. Aspid hoped he believed the lust in his voice was caused by the Lady's presence. He saw the young spider cast his eyes rapidly over his body. He told himself to look away-but couldn't.

"And we must tie you up too," Maxid said.

"Oh...yes, of course."

Aspid lent over and chained Maxid as quickly as he could, as he did so the young spider's fragrance grew richer. He dropped the key to the handcuffs into the lad's jeans pocket then tried to tie himself to the same pipe, fumbling as he did so.

"Here, let me," the lad said. Aspid put his hands near Maxid's and the young spider did his best to tie Aspid's wrists to the drainpipe. Aspid luxuriated in the touch of Maxid's hands. When the rope was finally tied he knew the knot wasn't strong enough to keep him there, but he was where he wanted to be; he had no desire to run away.

A wave of female perfume wafted past. Maxid groaned. Aspid leant against him, pinning him to the wall.

"She will be gone soon," he said. "She will have her prey and lure him into her home, then we will be free." He pushed himself harder against Maxid; he could feel the lad's erection against his leg, with just the material of their pants between them. Maxid lifted his head and looked into Aspid's eyes, but Aspid clenched them closed, pretending he was trying hard to resist. The lad rested his head against Aspid's shoulder.

The sound of a blood-curdling female laugh rent the air. It stopped the shouts of anger from the men in the street. All was quiet; then the laugh came again, answered by a deep growl of lust. A mate had been chosen.

Aspid looked down at Maxid. "It is over," he whispered. Maxid did not move, but continued resting his head against Aspid's shoulder.

"But the scent has not gone," Maxid said.

All Aspid could smell was Maxid. He tried again to move away, but still Maxid stayed. Aspid relaxed, enjoying the feel of the young spider's warm body next to his.

"Have you found the secret?" Maxid asked.

"I - I don't know."

"You are not tied."

"Yes I am."

"But not tight enough." Maxid raised his eyes. "Aspid, I could not tie your hands strong enough. I saw that you could escape the bonds if you wanted to."

The sexual aroma of the young spider was rich in the air. Aspid stared down into his milky brown eyes; he moved his body around and gently rested his inflamed erection against Maxid's own.

Maxid clumsily undid the ropes around Aspid's hands, then jiggled the chain that locked his own. "You know where the key is," he said. Aspid reached around Maxid's body to the pocket where he'd dropped the key. He slipped his hand in, and could not help but cup Maxid's taut buttock as he searched. He found the key and withdrew it. Fumbling, edgy with lust, he un-clicked the lock that bound Maxid's hands. Maxid pulled free and rubbed his wrists gingerly. Holding his hands up to Aspid, he asked softly, "can you kiss them better?"

Aspid softly kissed the raw wounds, but Maxid flinched at the pain.

"I'm sorry, Max. I'm sorry." Aspid wrapped his arms around the young spider, and held him tight against his chest. Their joint aromas curled about each other and wove themselves together. Maxid lifted his face and their lips met. Urgently they kissed, tongues battling for a place in the other's mouth. Gasping for air, they broke apart and laughed. Maxid's hand slipped down to Aspid's groin and he slid his fingertips underneath the waistband of the spider's pants, tickling his sweaty skin.

Aspid placed his hand on Maxid's pants, outlining the shape of his erection under the cloth, feeling its length, squeezing gently. Maxid moaned. Aspid touched a finger to the wet patch that sat on the material just above Maxid's cock-head.

"Can we do this?" Maxid whispered in awe.

"Why not? What the hell is stopping us? And we both want it...don't we?"

Maxid stared into Aspid's deep blue eyes. His refreshing erotic aroma twirled around and tickled Maxid's nose. With barely a whisper, the young spider said, "yes."

Aspid grasped Maxid's hips and crushed him close.

Maxid slipped his hands down Aspid's pants; his fingers brushed the end of his cock, touching the slippery pre-cum. He slid his hand further, down along the shaft of Aspid's cock, reaching to his balls, and cupped them. Then he brought his hand back up and wrapped it around Aspid's cock, and pulled on it.

In one movement Aspid pushed Maxid's pants down, releasing his round buttocks and dick, then slid his own pants down to free his bursting cock. He knelt down and took Maxid's dick deep into his mouth, sucking hard, drinking in all the sap oozing from its head. Maxid collapsed back against the wall, moaning, weaving his fingers tightly through Aspid's hair. Unable to stand, he started to slide down the wall and onto the ground, his dick pulling away from Aspid's avid mouth as he did so.

Maxid lay on the ground, lost in his own lust, his chest and groin bared to the world, his dick shiny pink; the head pulsing, slick from Aspid's spit.

Breathing in deeply the aroma from Maxid's dick, its taste still in his mouth, Aspid could hold off no longer. He wriggled his knees in-between Maxid's legs, spreading them wide. Looking at the place where Maxid's soft round buttocks met, he ran his finger lightly along the crack, causing a soft groan to issue from Maxid. Aspid then grabbed his own cock and pushed it hard between the buttocks. Maxid flinched in sudden pain.

Aspid pulled out quickly; he did not want to hurt Maxid. He looked up; Maxid was rolling his head from side to side, still entrapped by the lust. He saw Maxid grab his own dick and start pumping. The pre-cum oozed out. Aspid pushed Maxid's hands away, and continued the pumping himself. He whipped the pre-cum into his hand, then rubbed it over his own cock, slickening it. Easing up to Maxid again, his fingers wet with the pre-cum, he slipped them in between the soft mounds, searching. Maxid lifted his back and pushed himself further onto Aspid's fingers.

Aspid pulled his fingers out and slowly pushed his hot cock into the crack, finding the secret hole within. The slickened cock found its way and buried itself deep inside. Maxid cried out at the first contact, but as Aspid moved slowly deeper and deeper the young spider lay his head back, closed his eyes, and felt his body relax. It became one with the feeling sweeping through him, taking over his consciousness.

Aspid gripped Maxid's thighs hard, his nails cutting into the soft skin. He thrust himself in and out, panting and grunting. Maxid pushed himself against the spider in time to the rhythm he had set. Aspid began to lose control; the fire flashed through him, rushing from his head to his cock, driving him on. He cried out with the all-consuming pleasure as one last lick of flame coursed through him, and he pushed a final time, thrusting himself in deep.

The fire of ecstasy raced through them both, crescendo-ed in Aspid and spilled out into Maxid. As it did so the fire was taken up by Maxid's body and he pushed hard onto Aspid's shaft, up against his hot groin. The force erupted from his balls, up and out of his dick, spraying over Aspid's chest and face.

Both collapsed, Aspid on top of Maxid, panting.

After Aspid's breath returned to normal, Maxid felt him stir. Was it coming now, he wondered? The moment of exultation? When he would be lifted up and taken to heaven? The end that the ladies always said 'was the ultimate ecstasy? Maxid tensed and waited. A part of him told himself to scramble up, push Aspid away and run as far as he could. But he was pinned by Aspid's body, and by the chemicals cruising through his own body, which told him to relax and enjoy. He tried to fight the gentle wave of pleasure lapping at his mind, but could do so no more than he had been able to fight the lust in the first place. He closed his eyes to let the inevitable happen.

Aspid brought his mouth down onto Maxid's exposed neck. Maxid breathed slowly, taking in the touch of the other man's lips on his skin, feeling every sensation slowly and acutely, waiting for the injection of poison from Aspid's teeth, and the crunch of death. But all he felt was a warm, moist brush of lips. Then he felt Aspid lay his head down again and the spider's soft brown hair brush against his neck.

Maxid lay still; Aspid slipped into a semi-sleep. The air buzzed with distant cars. It was over, and they both still lived.

After awhile Maxid shifted his shoulders, uncomfortable against the hard ground. Aspid stirred and moved; he sat up and pulled Maxid over to sit next to him. They huddled against the wall and listened to the sounds of the lonely street. In both of their minds they could sense the death cries of the man-spider being eaten by the spider-lady after he had completed his sexual adventures with her.

"We could do this again tomorrow," Aspid whispered, his breath tickling Maxid's ear. Maxid smiled. Again? They could do this again? And again? And again...?

Maxid gazed into Aspid's eyes; so close he could barely focus. "Have you heard the stories of men who have escaped the ladies? They gather together in bands and live outside the cities, in the forests, where they can be alone."

"Yes of course," said Aspid, "but I always thought they were legends. It has been said that no man can resist the aroma of the ladies."

"But you did."

Aspid nodded slowly.

"So, have we discovered the secret?"

"Maybe." Aspid took Maxid's hands and held them in his own.

"Perhaps you and I could go together to try and find those legendary men?" Maxid said.

Aspid looked down at Maxid. He felt he was the most beautiful spider he had ever seen. He smiled and nuzzled his head close, drinking in the young spider's delicious aroma, "I hope so."

"I’ve been writing ever since teenage-hood when I first discovered the joy of escaping into stories, and of perhaps showing the world my own unique view.  Influenced early on by such writers as Mary Renault and D H Lawrence, I hope to try and capture some of the beauty they do. Having been lucky enough to grow up in the 1960s and escape all the hang ups of the 50s, and the returning conservatism of the 00's, I like to examine the difficulties some people have when faced with the challenge that society’s rules don’t fit them. And I also like to write quiet, gentle love (and at times erotic) stories about two people of the same gender. 

I grew up in rural Australia and currently live in a small town on the outskirts of Melbourne, a major city in Australia.  I live there with my husband and two kids, one an autistic boy, the other a shy and beautiful teenage girl, who I home-school.
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"Was it coming now, he wondered? The moment of exultation? When he would be lifted up and taken to heaven? The end that the ladies always said 'was the ultimate ecstasy?"