The Sodomy Chronicles

THE SODOMY CHRONICLES

by Peter Finlay

1713 words
Unpublished work. Copyright 2012. Peter Finlay.

This boy was born in hard time Mississippi near a small country village, surrounded by the four lemon painted walls of a delivery room. After being circumcised he was kept in the hospital while his wound healed. At first he was unhappy and he cried a lot. Then he became obsessed with the toys the other babies had in their cots. Noticing this and that he had no toy of his own, the nurses gave him an old teddy bear which was much the worse for wear. He fell in love with his one eyed teddy and experienced the first delicious moments of what was going to be a more than ordinarily contented life. When it was time to leave the hospital, the nurses wanted to make a present of the bear but his frugal and vagrant parents wouldn't hear of it and dipped into their savings to buy a new bear which Geoff never loved at all. He wanted his hospital bear and was disconsolate in his loss.

The first word Geoff ever spoke was “God.” God was the second thing to bring complete happiness into his life. His mother couldn't breast feed him and God was a consolation for something he never consciously missed. He loved everything that his pious parents told him about God. Because he loved God he loved the word. His love of books far exceeded the money his parents could spend but he found satisfaction with the neighbours' even though for some time he couldn't even tell which was the right way up. A lonely boy, he was often left with his thoughts for company and he only went to kindergarten for one solitary day. In that day he repeated the earlier sequences of his life: pissing in the sand pit, feeling very sad and alone, and then being reprieved by the kindergarten staff, and leaving full of the sense of love and belonging that teachers and the other infants bestowed on him.

As the time for attending school grew nearer, Geoff got more and more excited, pestering his mother continually, asking how long it would be. Finally the day came. With a brand new school bag he entered the school grounds. This was the first stage of his [social] life. He got on well with the other students in his class, especially a girl whom he lived near. He was still avidly interested in the written word. He made great progress, advancing from Group Six in the class to Group Three by the end of the year. His eyes and ambitions were on Group One which had the best books but he was disappointed to realize that he would never read them, only getting to hold his favourite book for a brief time before the teacher took it away and shoo'd him back to his own group. He also showed an interest in the girls which they in their own way reciprocated. At this stage they were restricted to holding hands.

In teen years, most boys formed romantic attachments with a girl, they could kiss, love and touch; but not penetrate. If any male strayed from the path he was, of course, brutally raped by his partner and held up as a creature deserving of derision, although shame would stop him divulging the true nature of his relations until it was too late to matter. Almost all men got married, homosexuals and oddities were the only exception. Homosexuality was regarded as inferior to the married existence which was needed for procreation and the continuation of the species. Engagement was a very special time and the last time men would ever be free to be intimate in any way, apart from hello or goodbye kisses, which the man in time would resent and the woman would use as proof of her superiority.

Both parties approached marriage with heightened sensibilities. The man, eagerly looking forward to the twin consummations of his love and his lust; the woman looking forward to the struggle of the wedding night and her future place in society as wife. In the case of educated men the struggle was entirely at the level of language, a reasoned argument and his love for his wife being enough for acquiescence. Physical men had to endure a physical struggle and everyone knows that the victor of any physical struggle will be the competitor with the highest morals. Marriage was for life.

Men were left to roam free till the marriage night. On that night they find out that it is the woman who penetrates not the man. If the woman succeeds in giving a man an orgasm on the first night she wears a smile of triumph the next morning while the man looks sheepish. After the sex he is forced to endure on the honeymoon the groom is quite happy to never have sex again. It is no joke when men advise boys that the best years of their life were before they got married. Because of his special condition Geoff remained unaware of the role reversal that takes place on marriage. When a man complained that his wife had been at him all night Geoff actually envied him. His stories were stories of what life could have been if men were a bit better and women were a bit worse. The chronicles he wrote were enjoyed by women and grudgingly accepted by men. It was the men in the end who wished there was more to life than sex.

Women rigorously prodded their men night and day. Babies were created in the lab, sexual intercourse in marriage being strictly forbidden. Even masturbation was frowned on, most women would revert to rigorously prodding their spouses until even that appetite faded away. Nevertheless female masturbation could be indulged in, it was a lot less messy and created no fuss, anyway the female orgasm was on a much higher plain than the male's, and much more enjoyable. In this way men were prodded into going to war, getting drunk in all male bars and staying faithful to the wife and kids. No man ever broke the code, the results were too disastrous, thunderous to conceive of. Women ruled the roost as their nurturing natures deserved. Men were merely creatures of burden, forever encapsulated in Jonathan Swift's (another favoured writer) Gulliver's Travels as Yaa-Hoo's.

Half way to the end of his fourth year the girls met Geoff and challenged him to give up some freedom and become a chronicler of the things around him as well as what he already was; a participant. They warned him that his life would be simpler and more satisfactory if he agreed to their suggestion. They gave him time to think about it. During this time an old man stayed with Geoff's family for a night. He was there to advise Geoff on his future, he told Geoff that his life would be a lot better if he did what the girls suggested. Geoff was impressed and gave the girls a reply in the affirmative. That night Geoff's mother slipped a small ring around his testicles so that they would not grow.

Paddy Malone was born in Oklahoma, U.S.A. and came to the attention of the authorities as a creature who showed signs of developing an extraordinary interest in the opposite sex. As such he was singled out to stand as an example to the whole world in that he would be proof of the sanctity of marriage and the domination of the female over the male. He was quick to have a girlfriend and indulged in the intimacy of carnal knowledge almost as soon as he was capable of it. He was a leader and inspiration to his own sex not in the class room but in the playground in a way that was bordering on the bisexual. Sex was his all consuming passion and music was attractive as a way of meeting girls and having many promiscuous liaisons. All this for a small orgasm and the ejaculation of 10cc of sperm. The sex was of necessity of a quick nature because prolonged sex resulted in the malfunction of the condoms he was careful to use. This did not stop him however from acquiring various venereal diseases which fortunately because of advances in modern medicine could all be cured. Sex for him was a lavatory act. His music of necessity had to be good to attract the attention he required though money flowed through his hands like water. The pay off for society was in the beautiful songs, mostly about love, that he was forced to write to fulfil his needs. Nevertheless, despite having a different girl every day of the week, year round, he was never really happy until at the height of his fame he finally surrendered and got married. His face acquired a slackness as the result and evidence of his marriage, but he was in no doubt that he was a happier man because of it. In the media he was usually photographed together with his wife as evidence that he had found happiness and wealth through the universal institution of marriage.

Bryan Smyth was also chosen to be an example. He too got into music so as to have access to girls. At the peak of his success he was introduced to reality with the same result as Paddy Malone except that his mouth was even slacker than Paddy's. He was so ashamed he became a recluse but his fame was such that could not diminish. This was the way of the world, a way that Geoff remained unaware of even until death. His stories, deep and intriguing, full of the romance of life and evidence of the work of a literary master, never ceased to entertain his admirers and even Geoff would have agreed that he'd won the best end of the stick by far. Things being so, all writers were merely deluded observers just as all married men were creatures on the rack of life, created and observed by women.

And at night, all over the world, the pounding sounded as men writhed in agony in their beds or else slept the sleep of the blissfully ignorant.