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Venom Meets The Mask

"Another day at the bank," sighed Stanley as he sat at his desk feeling bored out of his skull and he was doing a crossword puzzle in the Daily Bugle newspaper, "Nothing ever changes around here. And I'm still the biggest loser and punching bag."

"Another day chasing after scraps.," sighed Eddie as he pushed through the doors of the bank. He padded over to join the line, ready to deposit his meager paycheck from his job at the Daily Bugle. He was growing desperate for a story, a big break, something that would catapult him into renown from being a loser and punching bag. At last he reached the teller, grunting softly as he handed over the check and his documents.

"G-Good morning sir," stammered Stanley as he dealt with the papers but was fumbling with them terribly and then, "IPDKISS!" "YIPE!" squeaked Stanley turning around to see his supervisor. "Pick up the pace, Ipdkiss! Time is money!" said the supervisor. "Y-yes sir," said Stanley as he knelt down to pick up the papers.

Eddie let out a soft grunt, watching the nervous man fumbling and scrambling at his papers, and then let out a sigh. "Boss getting you down?" He gave the clerk--Ipdkiss, or so he deduced from the supervisor's yelling; Stanley, he deduced from the name-plate on the man's desk--a brief, commiserating smile. "Definitely know the feeling."

"I just wish I had the courage to stand up for myself... Or at least be awesome," sighed Stanley, "Oh! I almost forgot to cash your check... Now where is it? I know I had it in here somewhere."

"Yeah, think we all feel that." Eddie nodded, and then glanced down to the clerk's desk. "Uh, it's right there." He pointed.

"Oh, of course-OW!" yelped Stanley as another co-worker walked by but stepped on Stanley's fingers, "I'll get this cashed for you." He whimpered as he slowly made his way over and came back with the cash only to be tripped and the money was sent flying.

Eddie watched the spectacle, his sympathy for the other man only growing. He glared at the guy who had tripped the teller, and then moved to help Stanley gather up what cash had flown to his side of the desks. "Bastards," he muttered under his breath, and then he looked to Stanley. "You alright?"

"I-I-I think so," said Stanley, "At this rate, I'll never get a promotion." He sighed sadly as he finally got the money gathered up and gave it to Eddie.

"Keep at it. One day you'll get the respect you deserve." Eddie offered Stanley a smile as he told the man the words he'd often say to himself to keep going. "Thanks. You take care, alright?"

"I will," said Stanley and sighed happily before going back to work. When he then noticed Eddie's picture. "Huh? A reporter was just here?" he gasped, "Oh brother! What if he reports about the bank? What if I lose my job?"

Of course, Eddie had no intention of doing any such thing. However, whenever he stopped by to cash his paychecks, he seemed to always make sure that he was in Stanley's line.

After work, Stanley got into his beat up car and it coughed to life and it spluttered slowly down the road. "Why can't I have nicer things?" he thought mournfully when his car finally spluttered and died on him. It was then two things happened. One, a shuttle was seen making a crash landing nearby and two, something from a hidden treasure chest beneath the river was shaken loose by the crash and set loose.

Eddie began to investigate the crash, following the trail of breadcrumbs to LifeWonders, the massive biomedical firm. Of course, the trail seemed to go cold there, since LifeWonders was very eager to keep their secrets to themselves. However, by chance he stumbled upon a file from them while his fiancé was working on one of their cases…

It was then Stanley looked over the edge of the bridge and he thought he saw a body. "Hold on!" he yelled running to the other side, "I'm coming!" But by the time he reached it, he only found a chunk of debris and what appeared to be a wooden mask.

Eddie, meanwhile, was approached by a LifeWonder's scientist who told him of the horrible experiments going on there. She helped him sneak in where they found the truth of the biomedical firm's discovery, symbiotic alien life forms which had been on the shuttle that crashed. The firm was experimenting on the creatures using living subjects, including a homeless woman that Eddie had been good acquaintances with. Though he tried his best to save her, she ended up dying; as he escaped with the story of a lifetime, though, Eddie didn't realize that he brought a passenger with him back into the outside world.

As Stanley went back to his car, he tried starting it again but it wouldn't work. "Darn it!" he muttered, "Where's a mechanic when you need one?"

Eddie trudged down the street, looking behind him every so often to make sure he wasn't being followed. Of course, he was so preoccupied with who might be following, he didn't see who was standing right in front of him until he bumped into the other person. "Guh!" He stumbled, looking around frantically, and then looked to the other man. "Oh, it's, uh you. Stanley, right? Ipdkiss?"

"Yes, uh... It's you... You're Eddie Brock, right? The news reporter?" asked Stanley, who was on the ground looking up at the taller, muscular man.

"Yeah. Uh, sorry about that." Eddie reached down to offer his hand, giving Stanley a look-over and apologetic grimace. "You alright?"

"Yeah... But my car seems to not want to start," said Stanley, "This just hasn't been my day at all."

Another sympathetic grimace. "That's rough, buddy." Eddie looked around, considering, and then looked back to Stanley. "Can I help you push it to the shop? Think there's one a couple blocks up ahead."

"I would like that, thanks," said Stanley as he and Eddie managed to push it all the way to the nearest garage. Stanley was exhausted and decided to let Eddie do the talking while he caught his breath.

Eddie, however, didn't even break a sweat; it was odd, almost like the car weighed next to nothing. He wrote it off as the pair of them making the work easier (and Stanley's panting and gasping as the poor, slim man being out of shape), and spoke with the mechanic. "Hey, my friend here had his car break down. Think you guys could take a look at it and get it running again?"

"Yeah, we'll have it running in about a week or so," said the head mechanic as the assistant was working on another car. "A week?" gasped Stanley, "But how am I supposed to get to work?" "Not my problem," said the mechanic.

Eddie looked to Stanley, and sighed. "If you want, I could probably give you a lift. Shouldn't be too out of my way."

"You... You'd do that for me?" asked Stanley, "But what about your job? Don't you have to get to work on time too? I'd probably make you late."

"Nah, don't worry about it." Eddie smirked. "Think my big break's coming up, and I wanna share the luck around."

"Yeah, well luck seems to skip over me," said Stanley sadly when he was given the bill, "$150? But you haven't even done anything to it yet."

Eddie frowned, and then looked to the mechanic. "You wanna explain, buddy?"

"Hey, this thing has a lot to deal with. Plus we're backed up with three other orders already," said the mechanic, "Besides, this guy's car pretty much says it all: low battery, rusty coating, broken fender, leaky gas tank, etc. Shall I continue?"

Eddie frowned, fists clenching, but finally sighed and gave Stanley a shrug; what could they do?

"Great," said Stanley, "That's just great." He walked over to his car to get his stuff and he also grabbed the mask too. "So... Is your place far?" asked Stanley looking to Eddie.

"It's a bit of a walk. But there's a good bar along the way we could make a stop at. You look like you could use it." He gave Stanley a pat on the back. "My treat."

"Thanks," said Stanley smiling at Eddie but frowned, "I'm sorry I spoiled your earlier evening plans... I'm sure you have a girl friend waiting or something."

"Fiancé. But don't worry about it. She's busy with her own thing tonight." Another pat on the back. "Come on, let's get that frown turned upside down, yeah?"

Stanley smiled as he walked along side his new friend. However, after a few drinks and conversation, Eddie received a text from his girl.

As he read through the text, Eddie's expression dropped and his face grew whiter. When he was done he let out a long, heavy sigh, and gulped down his beer. “Shit..."

"What's wrong?" asked Stanley feeling concerned.

"I screwed up." Eddie put his head in his hands. "I screwed up real bad. Though I could make a story out of the case my fiancé was handling, I got her fired." He let out a bitter laugh. "Needless to say, she doesn't wanna see me tonight. Or... ever again."

"Oh... I... I'm sorry... Just what was your story about anyway?" asked Stanley.

Eddie glanced around, and then leaned in close. "Well, don't let anyone know I told you this, but the Life Foundation? That big bio-engineering firm? They've got a lot of dirty secrets. My fiancé is... uh, was... an attorney working on a defense case for them. She had a couple files I managed to get a peak into, and there's some really bad shit going on behind their closed doors."

"What kind of bad stuff?" asked Stanley leaning in but then in came some tough punks looking for trouble.

Eddie sat back up, looking to the punks, and then Stanley. "Don't worry about it right now. Come on, let's get out of here."

"Right," said Stanley nervously as they made their way out as fast as possible.

As they walked, Eddie kept glancing behind him to make sure they weren't being followed. "So, which way's home for you?"

"It's back in the city," said Stanley, "My landlord is a jerk. And she's always a grouch."

"Ahhh..." Eddie nodded. "Well, it's getting pretty late. Don't have much, but I do have a couch you can crash on if you want it."

"Thanks," said Stanley as he walked along with Eddie and then pulled out the mask, "Any chance you know what this is?"

Eddie held his hand out for it. He hummed in thought, looking it over. Finally he shrugged, handing it back. "No clue, sorry."

Stanley raised an eyebrow at it and then held it up to his face but it suddenly began to suck to his face. He pulled it off just in time however and looked it over as a green light streamed across the inside.

"Woah!" Eddie looked from the mask, to Stanley, and then back again. "Uh, are you sure it's a good idea to play around with that thing?"

"Well, I guess I do... Just stand by, okay?" asked Stanley as he slowly lifted the mask to his face and then it snagged onto his head and began to cling to it. Stanley started screaming but then he started spinning like a tornado all around Eddie.

Eddie braced himself, staring wide-eyed at the swirling, spinning tornado and lifting his arms up in defense. As his heart beat faster and faster in nervous anxiety, he could feel... something... stirring within him.

Then the tornado stopped and there Stanley stood looking completely different. His face was entirely green and he was wearing a yellow jive suit. "Sssssmokin'!" he said with a grin, "It's party time! P-A-R-T-Why? Because I gotta!"

"Stanley...?" Eddie stared, wide-eyed. “What...?"

"Call me Mask, hot stuff, and you're by far the apple of my eye," said the Mask as his heart was pumping out of his chest and apples appeared in his eyes.

Eddie could only blink in confusion. "Uh, Mask. What... what happened to Stanley? Did you…?"

"Don't worry, he's still here," said the Mask, "Now come on! Let's go find out this story of yours!" He grabbed Eddie and they were off like a flash and heading to the Life Foundation.

Eddie couldn't stop himself letting out a brief, embarrassing scream of terror. The next thing he knew, he and Mask were standing outside of the Life Foundation's headquarters.

"Ta da!" said the Mask and then appeared as a news reporter. "Front page story: Dynamic Duo uncovers diabolical plot," said the Mask.

"R-right..." Eddie edged away from Mask, still a little intimidated by the eccentric (to say the very least)... being. Part of him thought to write up a story on what was happening to him now, but when he thought of doing that to Stanley, he felt a clench in his chest. "...Come on, let's find a way inside. And... be quiet, alright? We don't want the security guards to hear us."

"Right," said the Mask putting a finger to his lips and tip toed up along Eddie when an alarm clock jumped out of his pocket and started giggling while ringing and bouncing around. The Mask tried to grab it but then he gave a sneaky grin as he pulled out a giant mallet making the clock whimper in fear.

"Shhh!" Eddie glared at Mask, and then stared wide-eyed at what was happening; it was almost like something out of an old-timey cartoon.

The Mask began smashing after the clock but missed the first time. Then it bounced onto the wall and he missed a second time. Then he laughed as he sent it down a third time with a direct hit. "Snooze," said the Mask grinning.

Eddie looked around, just waiting for a security guard to come around the corner and discover them. But after a moment, it seemed--seemed--that they were okay. "Are you done?" He gave mask a glare.

"Maaaaybe," said the Mask when a woman security guard came out and when she saw Mask she let out a scream, making the Mask bulge his eyes and tongue out at her laughing.

"Shit...!" Eddie grabbed Mask, trying to drag him away. "Come on, we can't let anyone know we're here! We need to get down to the labs that-“

Then the Mask put Eddie on his back and began bouncing off the walls and then burst through an outside window where the Mask landed face down flat as a pancake with Eddie on top of him. Then a flat hand pulled the Mask's head up and he said, "Look, Ma. I'm road kill! Ha ha ha!"

"Ugh..." Eddie sighed, hard. "Well, now everyone knows we're here. Come on, the labs should be down this way. "He crawled off of Mask, and then did his best to try and pull the cartoon-man off the ground.

And with one flap, the Mask was back to normal again. "So, what're we looking for?" he asked.

"We're looking for whatever the hell it is they found in that meteor." He led Mask down the hallways, slipping through doorway after doorway while doing their best to avoid any further encounters with security. At last, they made it down to the labs.

But there was something in Eddie telling him that they had to leave.

"Nnng..." He held his head, feeling a sudden twinge within him. "It... should be around here... I…"

"What should be here?" asked Mask as he appeared dressed as Sherlock Holmes and looking around with a pipe in his mouth and a magnifying glass up to his eye.

"The... other... nnngh!" Eddie groaned, collapsing onto his knees. Something was wrong. Very wrong. Something in him was roiling and broiling, and...

The Mask appeared in a doctor suit and used a stethoscope to check out Eddie. "Hmmm... My analysis informs me that you have someone else inside you... Did you eat somebody!" gasped the Mask.

"Someone else? I... I-I..." Eddie groaned; and then the pressure building up within him burst out. Black goo engulfed his left arm--his entire left side--and shot out the door to the room; dragging him along with it. "Woah... woah!"

The Mask then rushed after him dressed as a NASCAR racer riding a unicycle.

"Nnngh... can't you take... anything seriously?! I'm... gah!" The goo burst out of the building's door... right into an ambush of security guards. No, these weren't security. They had heavy body armor and massive, powerful guns. These were mercenaries. Private military.

The Mask went bulgy-eyed and then had an idea as a light bulb lit up over his head. He then zoomed behind the mercenaries and appeared as a carnival man. "Step right up here. Don't be shy. Nobody likes a bad ballooner head," he said to the men, "MOVE IT!"

The mercenaries looked to each other. A few of them stepped forward, but were ordered back by their commander, who lifted his gun and aimed it at Mask. "Keep your hands where we can see them! Don't make any sudden-!" Suddenly, a mass of black goo slammed into the commander, sending him flying. Some of the mercs turned to point their guns at Eddie, but were slammed away by a built, massive, pure-black arm. The mass of goo had engulfed Eddie, shifting and groaning and it grew larger. Formed itself into a massive, humanoid figure. Opened it's jaws wide, letting out a long, thick tongue, and roared.

The Mask looked at the leader and then at the others. "Now for my first trick... I'll do something for you, son," said the Mask as he pulled out a red balloon and started to bend it, "We have a giraffe. Here you go, son. Now get out of here. You bother me." Then he made a second one. "We have a French poodle," he said before he popped it, "Sorry son. The dog was rabid. Had to put it down." Then he pulled out a black balloon. "And last, but certainly not least, my favorite," he said as he started to bend and wrap it until it transformed into... "A Tommy gun!" The men started running as he started firing at them.

The goo-creature joined in on the fun, rushing at the soldiers and lashing out at them as they ran. Finally it turned its attention to Mask, growling low at the being as it padded over. "You..." It's voice sounded a little bit like Eddie's but deepened into a gravelly rumble.

"This is incredible," said the Mask as he looked at the behemoth and his own hands, "With these powers and your form, we can make a team... Of Superheroes!" He jumped off the podium and stood in a heroic pose. "We can fight crime, protect the innocent, work for world peace!" He said but smirked, "But first..." He grabbed Eddie's hand and they both zoomed out of there and found themselves at the mechanic. The creature was hidden over at the side thanks to being catapulted from the momentum. The Mask stood in the open doorway where the two mechanics stood there in shock. "Hold on to your lug-nuts, 'cause it's time for an overhaul!" declared the Mask as he was holding two exhaust pipes and then he started spinning around and around till he fitted each pipe around the mechanic so each pipe was giving them a wedgie.

The creature seemed to reel for a moment from both the momentum and the sheer speed of their travel. He watched the Mask work for a moment, and then grunted when he saw what had been done to them. "Why not just kill them, since they've been such a problem." He looked over one of the plumper ones, and his jaws opened to let his sinuous tongue slurp over his... well, he didn't exactly have lips. "I could go for a late-night snack..." The two mechanics screamed in fright, begging and pleading for their lives in between apologies.

"Nah!" said the Mask, "They needed some persuasion to get the car fixed faster... Plus, they'll probably give you indigestion. Too greasy." The Mask grinned and then he walked over to the side and then slowly pulled the Mask off and his hole body was changing back to Stanley Ipdkiss. "Huh?" he stammered looking around, "How... How'd I get here? Where am I?"

"Interesting..." The goo creature leaned in close, examining Stanley. Though it's eyes were blank white, the man could feel its gaze darting from his face to the mask in his hands and back again. "So that thing is what turned you into that... creature. I'll have to keep that in mind..."

Stanley gasped and nearly screamed as he fell over curling up in fear. "Please! Don't eat me!" he whimpered, "I wish Eddie was here... I... I love him."

"Do you...?" The goo creature huffed at that, and then reached out to lift Stanley up by the nape of his shirt. "In that case, I won't hurt you. So long as you don't interfere with my mission." It waited a moment, watching Stanley, and then let out a sigh at the human's continued whimpering. "Stop that. Eddie is here, though I'm currently... borrowing him. I won't hurt him, either, if he-" The creature froze and let out a grunt. Something seemed to be fighting from the inside of it. "It seems he's... putting up a... fight." The creature groaned and shuddered. "Very well, I'll leave you two be." Then it began to... shrink. Its gooey body began to flow and de-coalesce, leaving Eddie behind as it sank into his skin. "Guh!" Eddie panted and gasped, looking around and then grasped Stanley. "You... that thing didn't hurt you, did it?"

"Eddie!" gasped Stanley and held him close, "I was so scared. What was that... That thing? Was he your dark side or something?" That got the creature's attention.

"'Dark side...?'" A mass of black goo formed on Eddie's shoulder, quickly forming into the creature's head. "No. I am Venom." "You..." Eddie stared. "You're one of the things that LF found on the comet. The symbiotes..." "Yes. My kind travel on comets from our home world in order to find worlds with beings we can use for sustenance." "Sustenance...? You... you're trying to freaking eat me...?!" "Well... normally, yes." 'Venom' grunted. "However, that 'El-Eff' you mentioned has derailed the plan irreparably." It--he--huffed. "Like I told your little friend there, if you do not stand in my way, I think I can spare the both of you."

"But, why choose Eddie as your host when there are dozens of other people?" asked Stanley, "Surely you must have enough strength for that."

Venom turned his face away from the pair, letting out another grunt. "Hopping over to him has already used up much of strength. I will need time to recover." He muttered. "Especially after what they did to me..." Eddie furrowed his brow in thought. "The trials... they've been experimenting on you." He let out a grunt of his own. "How about this? That... super strength, and everything I got from you... if you let me keep using it, I think I can help you get revenge on Life Foundation. Been wanting to expose them for what they've been doing..." Venom growled. "That... will be acceptable."

"Eddie, what are you saying? You could be putting both you and Venom in great danger," said Stanley, "And tell me this... What happened to me after I put the mask on?"

Eddie's mouth opened and then shut. He looked from Stanley, to Venom, and then back again. "You know what? Let's head back to the apartment. I... need to sit down after all of...this." He gestured. "I'll tell you about it on the way, alright, Stanley? And you..." He looked to Venom. "Can you stop with the, uh... head thing? Don't need people freaking out while we're walking." "Very well." With that, Venom sunk back into Eddie.

"Eddie... Did you by any chance hear what I said earlier when I thought Venom was going to hurt me," asked Stanley blushing hoping he didn't embarrass himself by admitting his feelings to a guy he just met, one who had been more caring than anyone else he had met.

Eddie cleared his throat, dropping his gaze and kicking at the ground as a blush spread across his own cheeks. "Uh... I might have." He glanced to Stanley, and gave the man a small smile. "Come on, let's get back to the apartment so we can, uh, talk more."

"I must have looked dumb, huh? I should've known you were listening," said Stanley as tears were in his eyes, "It's just... You were the first person who was ever nice to me... The first person... Who cared."

"Hey..." He set a hand on Stanley's shoulder, giving the other man a gentle smile. "It's alright. I, well..." Suddenly his brow furrowed, and he let out a grunt. "Ugh, sorry. That guy... Venom... he's still in my head, so this is kind of... you know."

"Yeah," said Stanley blushing, "But I meant it when I said I loved you." He held Eddie's hand and looked up at the taller male.

Eddie smiled, and gave Stanley's hand a squeeze. "Everything's... a lot to take in right now, but... thank you. Let's get back to the apartment and, uh... see how things go. Alright?"

At last, they arrived and Stanley still had the mask in his pocket.

"Come on in. Make yourself at home." Eddie smiled to Stanley, ushering the man in, and then frown as he looked away. "Not you..." He seemed to be talking to himself; really, talking to Venom. He quickly glanced back to Stanley, and forced a smile onto his face. "Can I get you anything to drink, or anything like that?"

"Uh... Just water please," said Stanley as he sat down on the couch.

Eddie nodded, heading into the kitchen. Stanley could hear the man's voice--and a couple times, the rumbling of Venom--and then Eddie returned with a glass of water and a bottle of beer. The water he set in front of Stanley, and then he plopped onto the couch next to the man while taking a long draught from his bottle. "So... crazy day, huh?"

"Yeah... And me without a car still," said Stanley sadly, "I'm sorry about your girl friend."

Eddie sighed heavily. "Honestly, things hadn't been working out too well between us anyway. It's..." He shrugged. "It's whatever." He cocked his head, as though listening to something, and then jumped up a little bit. "No, you can't eat her! What the hell is wrong with you!?"

"Is Venom gonna be like this all the time? Should I buy some steaks or something?" asked Stanley as he looked at the mask wondering what Venom was thinking about the mask.

"Maybe. I dunno." Eddie sighed, plopping back down onto the couch. He looked to Stanley, and then the mask. "Well, at least your alter-ego's just a cartoon character, not a psycho." Eddie listened again to Venom, and then laughed. When he saw the look Stanley was giving him, he waved a hand. "Sorry. This guy... Venom... he's sulking because I called him that.

"Called him what?" asked Stanley confused, "And was I acting like a cartoon character? All looney and goofy?"

"Don't worry about it." Eddie chuckled. "And yeah. It was... weird. You were, like, a cartoon character out of old-timey cartoons. Visual gags and all." He gestured with his beer bottle, and told Stanley about all that had occurred while he'd been 'The Mask'.

"I did all of that?" gasped Stanley looking at the mask, "This is incredible... I need to be careful with this. In the wrong hands, it can be dangerous."

"Eh. Mask seemed more about amusing himself than actually hurting guys. Even tried to convince the parasite here to join him and form a crime-fighting duo." Eddie's hand--with black goo oozing out to pull it--whacked him in the face. "Guh! Okay, okay, I won't call you a parasite. Don't get your panties in a twist…"

"Are you okay?" asked Stanley, "Should I get you an ice pack or something? And you know, this would make things a lot easier if Venom was present. That way I can hear what he has to say."

"Yeah, yeah, I'm fine." Eddie rubbed at his temple, and then sighed. "Alright. But he's... kind of intense." "You're just soft." Venom's rumbling voice sounded out as go bubbled up from Eddie's shoulder, flowing out until it formed into a miniature of the symbiote's head once more. "You're lucky you're such a good genetic match, Eddie." "Oh, is that why you've decided to make yourself at home?" “Yes."

"And if you're not... Whatever it was Eddie called you earlier, then how would you describe yourself?" asked Stanley, "And what were your thoughts on the Mask?"

"I am a symbiotic life form." Venom huffed, seeming to settle himself. "My kind seeks out genetically compatible hosts to bond with. While we gain sustenance from the host, they enjoy a period of increased physical prowess and abilities. And once we--the symbiotes--have had our fill, we move on to the next host." "After eating the first one." Eddie huffed as well. "Pretty sure there's a word for that, you know." "Anyway..." Venom turned and gave Eddie a glare that could almost be called petulant. "That Mask creature was... strange. It boasted an impressive fighting ability, but it seemed to be almost..." "...Silly?" "Yes. That."

"And... How would you describe me as I am now?" asked Stanley feeling shy and blushing thinking that Venom might be reading Eddie's thoughts.

Venom looked Stanley up and down. "Since Eddie sees you as a viable mating partner, I suppose you are... alright. "Shut up...!" Eddie made a grab for Venom, but the symbiote ducked back into his body with... was that a laugh? Eddie blushed, looking to Stanley, and let out a sheepish chuckle. "Uh, he apparently doesn't get human social convention... stuff." "I don't see what the problem is." Venom slithered up and out of Eddie's shoulder. "Your body is physically responding to his presence, and he is attracted to you." He grunted, almost looking uncomfortable for a moment. "That's... a weird feeling. Is that part supposed to be-?" Eddie groaned, making another grab for Venom, and actually managed to catch the symbiote. "I don't need you making things more awkward than they are…!"

"You have feelings for me?" asked Stanley blushing looking like he was about to cry, "No one's ever had feelings for me before."

"Well, I mean..." Eddie took another swig of his beer, and then set it down while rubbing the back of his head." You're pretty cute. And it's been great to get to know you. And all..." He gave Stanley a shy glance.

"And I'm glad to have known you better and to help you out," said Stanley, "And I'm grateful for everything you've done for me... I really, truly love you.... " He turned away blushing feeling ashamed. "I shouldn't have said that," he whimpered softly but then he felt Eddie cup his face and kiss him.

Eddie moaned softly, slipping his tongue into Stanley's mouth as he gently pulled the other man in closer. Stroking his cheek and neck. Being soft and gentle with Stanley. ...Then they both felt that tongue grow longer. Thicker. Sinuous as it wriggled around, exploring Stanley's mouth and even teasing around the entrance to the man's throat.

Stanley could see that Venom was having similar feelings towards the human. "Why Venom... I didn't know you cared too," said the human blushing.

"Mmmf..." That tongue continued its delving for a moment, and then pulled back. Venom popped out to speak, though he was looking away from both Stanley and Eddie. "Don't misunderstand. I was just curious about these... feelings... that are affecting Eddie's body so much." "You can feel what I feel?" Eddie looked to the symbiote. "Well of course. We are physically and genetically bonded. How else can I keep track of your wellbeing if not through your physiology?" "Huh..." Eddie blinked. "That's pretty damn weird, I'm not gonna lie. But, uh…"

"I want to spend the night with you," said Stanley softly as he gave Eddie a hug that made the bigger male's heart flutter and feel warm and overjoyed on the inside as well as a hard cock.

"Sure. I... I'd like that." Eddie embraced Stanley, rubbing along the man's back. "Are, uh... I mean, with Venom here, too... are you, uh, okay with...?" Venom chuckled, and then Eddie gasped as the symbiote's long, sinuous tongue traced around the shell of his ear. "Think of it as a bonding exercise. I must admit I'm curious about..." "...Sex?" Venom rumbled, almost sounding shy. "Yes. That."

"Yes... You both stood up for me even though I was probably acting like a lunatic," said Stanley, "And this is... My first time."

"Uh, it's my first time with a... a guy, too. Let alone an alien... uh, symbiote... So... take it one step at a time, and see how it goes?"

"Okay... How about I start out with Eddie first... And then Venom can transform and see how he likes it... Sound fair?" asked Stanley hoping the symbiote would approve as well.

"Very well. As long as I can... stay like this." The symbiote flowed out from Eddie a little more, his 'body' almost like a tendril of black goo with his head on the end. "What, you wanna watch?" Eddie chuckled nervously, looking between the symbiote and Stanley. "I'm just curious..." Yes, that was definitely shy embarrassment in Venom's growling voice.

Stanley and Eddie made their way to the bed where they started to strip naked while they kissed deeply.

Pulling off each other's shirts, then pants, and finally underwear. Eddie's hands rubbed and stroked all over Stanley's body as it was revealed to him, and he let out a low moan--almost a growl--of arousal.

Stanley was much smaller compared to Eddie's muscular body and they both lay on the bed as Stanley set to work on sucking off Eddie's cock.

"Mmmf... Stanley, that..." Eddie groaned softly, eyes fluttering as he petted and stroked through the other man's hair. He could feel Venom's stare on them, and blushed as the symbiote let out a few rumbles of inquisitive interest. "You, uh... you enjoying the show, Venom...?" "It is very... interesting." The symbiote's breath seemed to hitch. "And the stimulation is... nice. Very nice..." "Yeah. Feels good getting head after..." Eddie trailed off; better not to think about that now. "Want me to return the favor, Stanley?"

"Y-Yes please," said Stanley as he lay back and watched Eddie crawl up to kiss him first and then he moaned as he felt that hot, wet mouth wrap around his cock.

Eddie moaned, rubbing his nose into the crooks of Stanley's thighs as he hilted the other man's erection. That throbbing, pulsing shaft dribbling on his tongue, filling his mouth with Stanley's flavor. He heard another grunt the symbiote, and both men could see Venom working his jaws a few times as his tongue wriggled in the air.

"Oh yeah! That feels so good!" whimpered Stanley as his cock was growing hard and leaking pre.

Eddie focused on the blowjob, running and swirling his tongue all over and around Stanley's length. He hummed, and bobbed, and suckled, stroking Stanley's hips and stomach with his hands all the while.

Stanley reached down to run his fingers through Eddie's hair and caressed his face and before long, they were both kissing each other again.

Eddie moaned into the kiss, holding Stanley close and tight. Then he jerked and gasped, and glanced downward. "Uh, do you mind? We're trying to have a moment..." Venom had 'grown out' of Eddie's hip, and was giving both his host's erection and Stanley's a few slow, experimental licks of his own. "No, I don't mind at all. You go on." His tongue slithered out to wrap around Stanley's cock completely, enclosing it in the tight, wet passage created by the dextrous oral muscle.

The smaller male moaned as he held onto Eddie. "That... Actually feels pretty good," he panted, "Eddie... I want you to take my virginity."

Eddie moaned, long and low, stroking Stanley's cheek. "Sure. Uh, how do you wanna do it? Just... you laying down like this, or...?" He tried to keep how nervous--but very, very eager--he was off of his face.

"I want you to take me like this," said Stanley softly as they were currently in a missionary position.

"Alright..." Eddie smiled, pressing a kiss to Stanley's lips, as he repositioned himself. He popped a few fingers into his mouth, wetting them with his saliva, and then reached down to gently run them over the other man's rose bud. Tease them through the ring. Work them in and out, gently prodding at the inner walls to stretch that tight passage.

Stanley moaned softly as he felt his insides open up for the first time. It felt painful but Eddie was gentle with him and for that he was grateful.

Venom moved back, watching the action closely. After a moment he moved forward again, headbutting Stanley's hand out of the way. "You'll be here all night if you keep doing that. Let me try." Eddie sighed, looking down to the symbiote. "Seriously, you're-" He cut himself off as Venom's tongue moved out, lapping and licking and swirling around the tender pucker. Pushing into it. Wriggling around within Stanley's passage, so thick and yet so good. "Fuck, that's what you meant about sharing sensation..." He ground his own tongue on the roof of his mouth, tasting Stanley's musky insides as though it was him rimming the other man.

Stanley gasped and whimpered at the sensation and pulled Eddie's head down for a deep, passionate kiss while Venom pleasured his hole.

Eddie just held Stanley close and take, hands stroking the other man's chest and sides while Venom worked. The symbiote's long, thick tongue was perfect for stretching out Stanley's passage and wetting his inner walls; for getting him prepped for penetration. At last, reluctantly, Venom pulled his tongue free of Stanley's hole. "Mmmgh... that... was a lot better than I thought it would be…"

"Even better for me," panted Stanley, "Eddie... Please be gentle with me."

"I will. I promise..." Venom seemed to have moved aside, giving Eddie room to settle between Stanley's lifted and and splayed legs. He positioned his cocktip at the other man's entrance, prodding against the opened rim a few times, and then began to slowly, carefully, tenderly push forward.

Stanley winced and whimpered but he did his best to calm down and take slow, deep breaths.

"That's it, nice and easy..." Eddie stayed still inside of Stanley until the man had grown used to the intrusion, and then pushed in another inch of so. Slowly, gradually, they worked their way up to hilting Eddie cock in Stanley's no-long-virginal hole. "Mmmf, so fuckin' good…"

"Yeah... Venom? You... You feeling it?" moaned Stanley as he saw a blissful, drunken expression on the symbiote's face.

"Yesssss..." Venom's 'body' writhed a bit, squirming as he practically purred. "It feels good. So good. So this is what... mating is like..." "Huh. You, uh... you a virgin too, then...?" Venom huffed. "Symbiotes like me don't have the need to mate to produce offspring. This is... just my first time feeling something like this while bonded to a host..." "Well, you'd better get used to it." Eddie kissed Stanley. "You, uh... you wanna keep doing things like this? Venom's probably gonna be along for the ride every time, so…"

"I do... And I would like to let Venom have a try too... I mean, he is a part of you. So, why not let him have a turn too?" he said and moaned as he felt Eddie pull out and then push back in.

"Part of me..." Eddie looked to the symbiote as he slowly rocked his hips, thrusting into Stanley. He smiled. "What do you say? You wanna try fucking my... our boyfriend?" Venom huffed quietly. He let out a few grumbles. But at the same time, he 'flowed' up Eddie's body to 'perch' on his host's shoulder. "I would... enjoy continuing to feel these sensations. With him... and with you." "Then come on." Eddie dipped down to press a kiss to Venom's forehead. The symbiote turned and--after a moment of coordination--slipped his thick tongue into Eddie's mouth. From that deep, intimate kiss, the two came together; Venom flowed over Eddie's face, his head, down his neck and shoulders, engulfing the man's entire body. Growing. Forming his own massive, muscular--and hung, the length within Stanley squirming around just like his tongue had in the smaller man's passage--body. "Mmmngh..." Venom groaned, wrapping his arms tight around Stanley while beginning to thrust. "So good…"

"I love you," moaned Eddie as he hugged Venom's neck kissing him, "I love you both so much."

Venom rumbled, purred, and lapped at Stanley's cheek and throat while rocking faster. Harder. Deep into the smaller male. "We love you, too, Stanley. You're ours... our boyfriend... our mate..." Strangely, it sounded like both Venom and Eddie were speaking at the same time; the two completely in sync as they made love to their new boyfriend.

"Cum inside me," moaned Stanley as he felt himself get close to climax.

Venom and Eddie groaned. They panted. They continued slamming their thick, wriggling cock deep into Stanley, until at last it happened. With a loud roar, the symbiote hilted inside of the smaller man and came; and to Eddy, it felt like being inside of Venom was milking every single drop out of his balls.

Stanley whimpered and came as well as he clung to Venom and whimpering, but he felt the creature caressing him gently and the soft purring coming from Venom.

"Mmmm... Stanley..." Venom's tongue dragged itself along the human's throat. "Ours..." He rocked his hips a couple more times, seeming to delight in the way the man's passage squeezed his softening member.

"I love you," panted Stanley softly as he hugged Venom.

"Love..." Venom rumbled, his expression shifting. He curled himself around Stanley, cuddling the human like a child holding a teddy bear.

"This feels so good," said Stanley as he felt tears in his eyes, "No one's ever treated me like this before."

Venom remained quiet. He seemed to be thinking as he stroked the human's back and sides, rubbing and nuzzling his face against the crown and temples of Stanley's head. Slowly, his form began to flow and shift, until it was Eddie who was holding Stanley. "Mmmf... Stanley..." Eddie lifted his head, cupping the other man's cheek and looking him in the eyes.

"I love you, Eddie... I loved you the moment we first met," said Stanley sniffling on a few tears.

Eddie smiled, kissing Stanley. "Love you too, Stanley. All this... it's been a lot, but... I'm glad to have you with me through it."

Stanley smiled kissing Eddie lovingly as he lay in his new mate's arms.

Eddie pulled Stanley in close, the pair starting to drift off to sleep. He could still feel... something... from Venom, but the symbiote seemed to want some time alone.

The next morning, Stanley woke up and with Eddie's help, made it to his job at the bank.

Eddie dropped Stanley off, giving the man a kiss on the cheek; and he felt his tongue--Venom's tongue--shift and grow long and sinuous as it slurped out against their mate's cheek. Afterwards, the symbiotic deliberated on their next step in exposing the Life Foundation.

Stanley went back to work at the bank, but it wasn't long till the CEO of the LF came in.

He moved up into the line, glancing around while holding a large manilla envelope in his hand. He seemed... distracted, almost as though listening to something only he could hear.

"May I help you, sir?" asked Stanley nervously as the CEO came up to his desk.

"Mm? Oh, yes, yes." The CEO handed over the envelope and his ID--Carlton Drake--with a distracted murmur. "I want that deposited into the Life Foundations account."

"Uh... Yes, sir," said Stanley as he got up but then his bully of a coworker stuck his foot out and tripped poor Stanley making the man's head land in the trash can. "I'll handle it," said the coworker, "Just pay no attention to Stanley, here. He's too accident prone and stupid for his own good. Need I say more?"

"Hmph, not at all." Drake glared at Stanley as the man struggled to extract himself from the trash, and then nodded to the co worker. "I'd also appreciate full discretion, if you don't mind."

"But... But... " whimpered Stanley looking like a sad, hurt puppy.

Stanley, however, went ignored. But on the other hand, that did allow him to glance over his coworker's shoulder, and spot the sum of money being deposited.

"What's he doing?" he thought to himself as he clambered back into his seat.

The sum was massive, much bigger than any deposit Stanley had noticed in that particular account before. He could also catch sight of a few very suspicious withdrawals, and payments to what had to be shell companies. However, without taking a thorough look at the account himself…

"That's enough to make two accounts," thought Stanley feeling stunned, "But where's he getting all that money?"

Stanley remembered what Eddie had said about the Life Foundation being the subject of many scandals. If they were transferring a lot of money, then it had to mean they were up to no good.

Stanley decided that he had to follow Drake somehow, but what could he do?

Perhaps a little 'audit' of the Life Foundation's funds--and Carlton Drake's personal account--would hold a few answers.

"But how am I supposed to find out?" thought Stanley when he looked inside his coat pocket and he saw the mask.

That was it. Eddie and him had broken in once... why couldn't they do so again? Do an in-depth investigation of just what the Life Foundation was up to.

But he would have to wait till later. If he transformed now, his cover would be blown.

He was broken out of his thoughts noticing that Drake was leaving, still seeming distracted. And there, at the edge of his collar, just barely noticeable unless you were really staring... Stanley caught a glimpse of movement that almost looked like when Venom would 'poke out' of Eddie.

"Is it possible?" he thought curiously.

The day continued to pass, much the same as any other. Stanley weathered abuse from his coworkers and the drudgery of his job until the time came to clock out, when he found Eddie waiting to pick him up.

"Hey, hun," said Stanley as he came up to Eddie and kissed him.

"Hey." Eddie smiled, kissing Stanley in return. "Ready to go pick your car up? Got a call from the garage, and it seems they learned their lesson after last night."

"Yes, I would like that," said Stanley smiling, "And at work, we had a visit from Mr. Drake from LF today."

"Did you now?" Eddie shuddered. "Settle down..." He seemed to be talking to Venom. Then he looked to Stanley, perking an eyebrow up. "I was actually wanting to do a little more investigation on him, see if I can't get enough evidence on him to convince my boss to give me my job back. Do you..." He hesitated.

Stanley told Eddie all that he saw from the papers. "And I think he might have another symbiote," he said, "And Drake's the host!"

Eddie winced; it seemed that Venom had reacted to that. "Sorry, the big guy's... really, really upset. Come on, let's go find a private place so we can talk."

"Wait... Does Venom know who's possessing Drake?" asked Stanley nervously.

Eddie listened for a bit. "He has an idea. And if it's who he thinks it is... this is really not good."

"Well, he had a sort of creepy vibe about him," said Stanley nervously.

Eddie nodded. "Yeah, we definitely need to check in and take a look around the Life Foundation." He reached out, gently taking Stanley's hand. "Come on, we can talk more in the car while we go to pick up yours."

"Okay," said Stanley as they arrived at the garage, but it appeared there was a crowd out front and the mechanics appeared traumatized.

Eddie frowned, and then looked to Stanley. "Stay in the car." He got out to check things, and as soon as he walked up, one of the mechanics darted over and pressed Stanley's car keys into his hand. "Here, the car's there. Take it and go. N-no further charge…!"

"I think the Mask may have over did it," said Stanley nervously.

"Well hey, at least he didn't try to eat them." There was a shift from under Eddie's clothes. "Yes, I am talking about you." He looked back to Stanley. "Here you go, should be good as new. Um... do you wanna... meet back up at my apartment…?"

"Yes, I would... Though I should tell you that I got evicted from my apartment," said Stanley sadly, "I received a phone call from my landlord and she said I was late on a payment and that I was no longer living there."

"Well then, you can live with me." Eddie nodded. "...I mean, us." He chuckled. "Not a lot of room, but I... Venom and I would love to have you."

"Really?" asked Stanley smiling and tears were in his eyes as he hugged Eddie, "Thank you. Of course I'll live with you."

Eddie smiled, hugging Stanley close and tight, and gave him a kiss. "Head on over, and I'll get some dinner fixed up for us. I'll meet you there, Stan."

"I love you," said Stanley kissing Eddie as he drove off to his new home.

A short while later they reconvened, Eddie letting Stanley into the apartment. "Go on and make yourself at home. Let me see what I have to whip up..." "We could just go out and find some... what did that Mask guy call them? Criminals?" Venom popped up from Eddie's shoulder. "We could just find a few of them and-" "No." Eddie grunted as he moved into the kitchen, opening the fridge. "No eating people. Let's see... Hey Stan, you okay with burgers and tater tots?"

"Sounds good to me," said Stanley smiling as he was in the shower getting washed up.

Eddie began to fix dinner, frying up the burger patties while popping the tater tots in the oven. As the smell of cooking food began to fill the apartment, Venom seemed to be more drawn to it. He 'flowed' down Eddie's shoulder and arm to the floor, the goo making up his body shifting and squirming into a near-humanoid form. He continued to sniff the air and flick his tongue out, and when Eddie pulled the tater-tots out he immediately grabbed a couple before flinching. "Hot!" "Yeah, they're hot. You gotta let them cool off." Eddie turned, and saw Venom picking up the dropped tots and popping them into his mouth. The symbiote seemed to freeze for a minute. "...How are they?" "...Can I have more?"

Stanley came in wearing a bathrobe and he was using a towel to dry his hair. "Dinner almost ready?" he asked.

"Yep." Eddie reached over to gently smack Venom's hand as it reached over for more tater tots. "Lemme serve it up real quick. Could you get two..." He glanced to the symbiote. "...Three plates out of that cabinet over there?" He pointed.

"Sure thing," said Stanley as he went over to get the plates.

Meanwhile, Eddie got the burgers fixed up on buns, setting out the add-ons. Once he had the plates, he put a burger on each one, along with a generous helping of tater tots. "Here, try that, Venom." "Venom took his plate, sniffed at the burger, and then tossed it into his mouth to devour it in one bite. "...Too well-done." He grunted, and then began to pop more tater tots into his mouth, humming in seeming delight. "These on the other hand... these are good."

"Well, at least Eddie doesn't have to worry about losing any of his insides," joked Stanley.

"Yeah." Eddie laughed along. Venom huffed, staying silent. "...Uh... something you wanna share, big guy?" "It's nothing." Venom looked away, stuffing a few more tater tots into his mouth and chewing. "Nothing you need to worry about..." "That's really not inspiring a lot of confidence, you know."

"Was it something I said?" asked Stanley thinking he hurt Venom's feelings.

Venom rumbled, glancing over to the human. "No. It's just, well..." "Venom?" Eddie looked to the symbiote. "If there's something you need to tell me, please do." "The symbiotic bonding process... does have a very slight chance of... causing initial damage to the host's internal organs." He swallowed down his mouthful, quick to continue. "It can be reversed. And... you're such a good genetic match, that I doubt any damage that might have happened would really be substantial..." "That's... still not very reassuring." He grimaced as he swallowed his own mouthful, and set his plate aside, seemingly having lost his appetite.

"You mean... Eddie won't make it?" asked Stanley worriedly as he looked to his mate.

"I told you, it can be reversed. It's just something that happens during the initial bonding process." Venom looked from Eddie to Stanley and back again. "I..." Eddie sighed heavily. "I'm gonna trust you. But... I still think I should get checked out. How I'm gonna accomplish that without letting everyone know I'm... harboring a symbiote... is beyond me, though…"

"Well... There is... One way," said Stanley nervously as he looked over to the side to see the mask laying on a coffee table.

Eddie looked to Venom. Venom looked back to Eddie. The two of them sighed. "Well... it's worth a shot." Eddie nodded, reaching out to put a hand on Stanley's knee. "Are you gonna be okay, Stan?"

"I'm sure I'll be fine... It's you two I'm worried about," said Stanley as he got up and hugged Eddie.

Eddie hugged Stanley in return. Venom watched, fidgeting a bit, and waited for the embrace to come apart. "Well... no time like the present, right?" "Right." Eddie nodded. "I guess, uh, should you be inside me when...?" He realized what he just said, and flushed while letting out an awkward laugh. "I mean... you know what I mean." "Yes." Venom nodded... and flicked his tongue out at Eddie. "Being inside you have proven to be pretty comfortable." With that, his body melded back into Eddie's. "Mmmf..." Eddie grunted, looked to Stanley, and let out another sheepish chuckle. "Alright. I, uh, think we're ready."

Stanley sighed softly just as there was a pounding on the door. Outside, several brute guards from LF had found out that Venom was in Eddie.

"Crap." Eddie moved over to the window, looking out. He looked to Stanley, grimacing. "Go into the bedroom and hide, Stan. I'll try to take care of them."

But then there was a machine gun and one of the shots fired the mask out of Stanley's hand. He ran after it and jumped over the side of the couch as more bullets shredded the couch apart and the door burst open.

"Stan!" Eddie cried out in horror, and then turned to the the entering SWAT team, growling with rage. "YOU...!" His body rippled, and the symbiotic goo flowed out and around his form to engulf it. Venom snarled with rage, ready to tear the SWAT team to shreds.

"Well, howdy, Pilgrim," said a voice that was trying to imitate John Wayne. Then out popped the Mask grinning. "Did you miss me?" he asked as he drank a glass of water and then it streamed out of tiny holes in his chest, "I guess not!"

Venom stared, open-mouthed, along with the SWAT team. Then he grunted. "Good, you're okay. Now..." He turned and growled at the intruders. "Why don't we take care of these homewreckers, hm?"

"Right," said the Mask as he held out a bazooka but when he pulled the trigger, a giant boxing glove came out and sent the SWAT team flying into the next apartment, "Quick! To the Maskmobile!" He zoomed them both out, spun Stanley's car around and had it looking like a roadster.

"Could just eat them to solve the problem. But sure." Venom grunted as he got in, snarling and roaring at a few SWAT members who ran up to try and stop them.

But then the back exhaust then farted gas at the SWAT team making them gag and cough holding their noses and groaning. "That was one spicy meatball," laughed the Mask before he put the pedal to the medal and zoomed out of there.

"So..." Venom glanced to the Mask. "Out of curiosity, how does your whole... thing... work?"

"Simple," said the Mask, "My face, several whoopie cushions, and a dream." And even Eddie, who was inside Venom was confused. "Or I just randomly pull stuff out of my pockets and make random reference jokes."

Venom grunted. "Not that, but good to know, I guess. I mean... what are you?" He gestured. "I'm a symbiote bonded to Eddie, but you're... what? Stanley's id given form? Some kind of spirit posessing him? What?" He cocked his head. "Yes, Eddie, I do know what an id is. Probably even better than you humans…"

"I'm still me, big guy," said the Mask, "I'm just his inner impulses brought out to the outside." He then pulled Venom down and kissed him full on the mouth. Then the Mask's head turned into a wolf as he howled and his hat spun around in circles before finishing off with a wolf whistle.

"Mmmf..." Venom grunted into the kiss, and then watched Mask's antics with... what might have been a smile. "Well, that answers that, I suppose." He heard the sounds of a chopper, and looked up and behind to the SWAT copter following them. "Now that that's out of the way... looks like we've got company."

"Time to have dessert," said the Mask as he pushed a button and out popped a catapult with a whipped cream pie in its holster. Mask pushed a button and the pie was sent flying smearing in front of the chopper's windshield.

"Nice shot." Venom laughed. "Now, if only the dessert was more literal..." Ahead, the pair could see a SWAT blockade. "Well hello…"

"Don't worry... I got this," said the Mask grinning as he pushed another button and several balloons came out of the back and lifted the car over the blockade.

"Aww..." Venom actually seemed to sulk a little. "I guess that works, too." He cocked his head once more, and grunted. "Eddie's asking what the plan is. We can't exactly run all night…"

"We're not... We're floating," said the Mask as he leaned back to relax, but then suddenly there were shots and the balloons popped. The Mask gulped. "Going down," he said nervously and he let out a goofy holler as the car hovered in mid air for a moment and then dropped like a stone.

Venom reached out almost out of reflex, grabbing onto Mask and pulling him close to brace against him. Just before the car crashed to the ground, Venom leapt out, landing and rolling to a stop a short distance away.

And the Mask then hugged Venom's neck and fluttered some eyelashes at him. "You have beautiful eyes," he said as he then had a rose in his mouth.

"Uh... th-thank you...?" Venom seemed taken aback, almost flustered, but the compliment. However, they didn't have much time to enjoy the moment; they heard a shout of 'Freeze!' and looked up to find themselves surrounded by a squat squadron with weapons pointed at them.

The Mask made a running pose but he soon covered himself in ice. "Run, I'll stall them," whispered the Mask.

"I've got a better idea." Venom growled, cracking his knuckles. "I tear their heads off, you help me pile 'em up. Bodies go over there..." He pointed to one side of the street. "...And heads go over there." He pointed to the other side. He cocked his head, listening to Eddie make a comment. "Well, isn't it obvious? Pile of bodies. Pile of heads."

"Sorry, but we don't have time for funerals," said the Mask as he pulled out a giant sling shot from his pocket, placed Venom in the sling and squished him down to the size of an angry bird and then sent him flying.

"Wait what are you doing? WAIT...!" The symbiote roared in anger--and not terror, most definitely not--as he was sent flying away. "After it! Don't let it escape!" Half of the SWAT team moved to rush after Venom, while the others kept their guns trained on the Mask.

But the Mask looked up at Drake who came up to him. "It wasn't me. It was the one-armed man," he said and then stood up, "Alright, I confess. I did it, you hear? And I'm glad. Glad, I tell ya'!" Then he got down on his knees before Drake pleading, "What're they gonna do to me, sarge? What are they gonna do?"

"What the hell is this thing. Where is Venom?" Drake glared down at the Mask, looking from him to the SWAT team and back again. He grimaced and made his best attempt to shake the Mask off of his leg.

The team started to search the pockets and found a rubber chicken, a squeaky toy and one cop yelped as his hand got caught in a mouse trap. "Funny eyeball glasses," said one cop. "Never saw those before in my life," said the Mask. "Bazooka," said the second cop. "I have a permit for that," added the Mask. Then the first cop pulled out a picture frame. "Picture of Drake's wife," he said as the Mask went "Uh oh." There was Drake's wife in an evening gown and the words "Call me, lover" along with her phone number.

Drake growled, the sound seeming almost... bestial. "Where did you get that?"

"Geez! I figured you had a sense of humor," said the Mask as he secretly cuffed Drake to one of his own men, "After all... You married her!" Drake screamed angrily but the Mask slapped him and the goon beside him before leaning in to whisper, "That's gotta hurt!" With that, he zoomed off in a flash.

"Get! Him!" Drake roared in fury again, and for a moment his form seemed to ripple. The SWAT members moved to follow his orders, turning to chase after the Mask.

But then Drake looked down at his cuffed hand fuming even more. Meanwhile, the Mask was way ahead of them and then he built a giant wall and a tall gate to block the SWAT team and then he hammered in some boards and tied it down with strong chains.

The SWAT team did their best to break down the barricade, half of them moving off to circle around.

The Mask went bulgy eyed as the police were on his side!

"We have you surrounded! Down on the ground!" They trained their guns on the Mask once more, edging in closer.

The Mask looked up and saw Venom watching hoping to help but then the Mask grinned as he snapped his fingers saying, "Hit it!" Then several spotlights focused on him as he appeared in a Samba outfit with maracas. He then started dancing which got most of the force dancing too.

"What are you idiots doing?!" Drake roared in anger at the sight, and batted away one of the SWAT members who tried to drag him into the dancing... sending the man crashing into a wall, hard enough to crack his body armor. "Eddie. This isn't good." Venom flattened himself against the side of the building. "What? What is it?" "It's him. He bonded to that Drake guy." The symbiote shuddered. “Riot..."

"See ya!" said the Mask as he managed to slip away and rejoin Venom.

"There you are." Venom grunted, nodding to Mask. "We need to get out of here before he finds us. That... Drake guy." He growled, and grabbed Mask. "Come on." He tried to move away, but it seemed like something--Eddie--was keeping him in place. "Eddie, we can't fight him. If he finds us, he's going to-“

Then the Mask picked up Venom and he pulled out a pogo stick and jumped off the side of a building with the pogo stick beneath them.

Venom's face... 'split' open, allowing Eddie to speak. "Stan- er, Mask... uh..." He shook his head. "We need to get to the Daily Bugle's main office. If we can get the evidence of what Drake's been doing out, then we can put a stop to whatever hell he's got planned."

"One air craft coming up!" called the Mask as he pulled out an airplane and started to take off to the Daily Bugle.

They heard a roar behind them. Venom turned in his seat, and his eyes grew wide. "Oh fuck me..." There, chasing after them, was another symbiote. He looked bigger than Venom, perhaps even stronger. The 'goo' of his body lashed out like cords to help him swing from the sides of the buildings as he chased after the airplane. "VENOM!" Again, Eddie's head popped out of Venom's 'face'. "So, this Riot guy... what's his deal?" "He's bad news. Very bad." Venom actually seemed to be shivering in fear.

"Well, time to lose him for good," said the Mask as he pulled a lever that said, "Only pull this lever to lose creepy looking evil monster for good". And with a huge jolt, the plane then turned into a jet and zoomed away using B. O. gas to throw Riot off their scent and the smell was so terrible it made the creature sick.

Riot gagged and coughed, throwing himself out of the way. However, he seemed to be persistent. Rather than following directly behind the rocket, he took another route, making a call as Drake to the SWAT team to intercept Eddie and the Mask.

But the Mask still had some tricks up his sleeve as he kept flying the plane.

A SWAT helicopter moved up beside the plane, shining a spotlight on it. After a few moment, Mask and Venom could hear gunfire, and then a rocket being fired at them.

Then a giant hand with a tennis racket hit the rocket and sent it flying back to the copter.

The chopper barely got out of the way, but it seemed that it lost the airplane. Venom looked ahead; they were almost to the Daily Bugle office.

Then the plane made a crash landing into the office of J. Jonah Jamerson! And worse of all, the head of the Bugle himself was still in his office!

"What the hell?!" The man leapt to his feet, staring at the sight. A green-faced man in a yellow suit, and a massive black thing. Who the hell are you people?! Carol!" He slammed a hand on the button on his intercom. "Who let these freaks into the building?!" "Jamerson..." Venom growled, his tongue flicking out and hunger flashing in his eyes.

Then the Mask, dressed as a phone operator, grabbed the intercom and said, "Sorry. Wrong number." And he threw the intercom out the window which was followed by a soft boom and someone screaming, "MY ELBOW!"

"Hey! That costs more than the reporters' paychecks!" "That explains a couple things..." Jamerson looked over to Venom, eyes narrowing. "You say something, ya walking booger?" "I'm eating him. Don't stop me." Venom's eyes narrowed into rage-filled slits."

Then the Mask appeared as a small boy with a striped shirt, shorts, tennis shoes and a propeller hat. "Won't you read me a story, Uncle J?" he asked innocently, "Tell me about the one where Life Foundation is really full of meanies who want to hurt people."

Jameson snorted and turned away. "I don't have time to deal with you. I'm busy waiting on that damn Parker kid to get me pictures of-!"

"Pictures? This way Mr. Jamerson!" said the Mask as he zoomed around and spun Jamerson around making him appear in a tuxedo and the Mask appeared as a newspaper reporter flashing a camera at him. The photos came out showing the Mask photobombing the pictures making funny faces at Jamerson while the editor himself was in a daze. "You know... You look nicely dressed for a... WEDGIE!" yelled the Mask pulling Jamerson's underwear over his head.

"Owwwww!" Venom hummed, crossing his arms over his chest. "...You know what, never mind. This is good."

"Say, buddy, ol' pal of mine," said the Mask as he came up to Venom, "Wasn't there something we needed to drop off?"

"Oh, right." Venom moved forward, grabbing Jamerson by the throat. "Listen here, Jamerson... you're going to take this..." His arm melted away, revealing Eddie's hand holding a file folder. He shoved it against the squirming man's chest. "And you're going to publish it. All of it. And you're going to give Eddie Brock his job back. Do you understand me?"

But before Jamerson could protest, the Mask grinned as he had a feather duster in each hand and began tickling the old man silly and Jamerson was laughing to the point of tears and gasping for air until he agreed.

"Alright, alright! Just... g-get out of my ohohohoffice...!" "With pleasure." Venom nodded in satisfaction.

And Jamerson was sighing with relief but he relaxed too soon before the Mask gave him yet another wedgie.

"God...!" The pair left Jamerson behind.

"Hah," sighed Mask as he looked through the photos, "Good times."

"Yeah..." Venom grumbled to himself. "Still wish I could've eaten him. But..." He looked over to the Mask, and smirked. "I guess your way was pretty funny."

The Mask smiled and then he had hearts in his eyes. "Kiss me!" he said as his lips bulged toward Venom.

"Uh, right here?" Venom looked around, and then shrugged. "Alright."With that he grabbed onto Mask, shoving his face into the other man's own. His jaws were wide open, and so it wasn't really a 'kiss' in the traditional sense. However, his long, thick tongue shoved itself into Mask's mouth, slowly lashing and exploring and delving around.

And when they parted, the Mask landed the plane on a roof top and his head became a green wolf's head as he let out a long howl followed by a wolf whistle.

"Heh, I just might have to get used to you." Venom reached out to ruffle between wolf Mask's ears. Of course, there peaceful moment couldn't last for long.

They looked up and there was Riot. The Mask then came up dressed as a hunter and hushed Venom. "Be vewy, vewy quiet," he said trying to sound like Elmer Fudd, "I'm hunting numbskulls. Ha ha ha ha!" He then raised a rifle and then fired a boxing glove at the enemy slime ball.

Riot growled, morphing himself around it, and then lashed out at the Mask to bat him away. "I AM SICK OF DEALING WITH YOU." He turned to Venom. "VENOM, STOP THIS FOOLING AROUND. THIS LIFE FORM HAS AGREED TO ASSIST US WITH OUR PLAN." "I..." Venom flinched, ducking his head under Riot's glare. "Is the plan... really necessary?" "OF COURSE." A tendrils lashed out, wrapping around Venom's neck and resolving itself into Riot's tight-clenched fist. "OUR RACE WILL FEAST WELL ON THESE 'HUMANS'. NOW COME."

The Mask recovered from the bat and then grinned. "Oh, I know this game," he said smiling, "It's 'Who can hit the other guy softer?' Right?" He then reached into his pocket and pulled out a huge mallet. And with a mighty swing, he whacked Riot hard enough to send him flying across the rooftops. "I lose," said the Mask bashfully. As for Riot, he landed head first into a billboard.

"Grr..." Riot reformed himself, growling and snarling, ready to lunge back towards the Mask and Venom. "Stop, don't piss him off." Venom shivered. "He's... You don't know what he's capable of..." Half of Venom's face opened up, allowing Eddie to speak. "Sounds like you're scared of him, big guy." "He's in charge. I'm just a... a..." Venom growled, closing his face up with a huff. "We need to get out of here."

But the Mask was already having too much fun as he set up a barber shop just as Riot landed and then the monster was hit over the head with a mallet and strapped to a chair where the Mask appeared as a barber and started to comb out the top of Riot's head into curls and then added a few sticks of dynamite. He lit the fuse and made a run for it just as the dynamite exploded.

"YOU!" Riot roared, striking at the Mask again. "VENOM, DON'T JUST STAND THERE! HELP ME TEAR THIS NUISANCE LIMB FROM LIMB!" Venom actually whimpered, looking between the Mask and Riot. "N-no..." "WHAT?" Venom took a deep breath in, and then out. "No... W-we don't have to go through with the plan. I... I don't..." Riot snorted and then slammed his hand into Venom, slamming the other symbiote into the ground. "I SHOULD HAVE FIGURED YOU WOULD DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS." Another slam. "ONCE A LOSER, ALWAYS A LOSER." Another, cracking the concrete under the force of his blow.

Then the Mask came up and pulled some underwear over Riot's head while yelling, "WEDGIE!" He then grabbed Venom and made a run for it till they were both out of the city and a lot of distance between themselves and Riot.

"I..." Venom looked down to the ground. "Thank you…"

Then the Mask removed his face and there was Stanley. "Are you okay? I was so worried," he said hugging Venom.

Venom clung to Stanley in return, nuzzling the crown of the human's head. "I..." He hesitated, and then once more allowed half his face to open up again. "Come on, big guy. Talk to us." "He's right. He was right, has always been right. I..." Venom ducked his head. "Back on my planet, I... I am a loser. Like you two..." "Gee, thanks..." Eddie rolled his eyes. "...What exactly is that plan of his? Guess it involves the Life Foundation rocket?" "Yes." Venom nodded. "Riot... my leader... wants to use the rocket to bring more members of our race to Earth. To turn the humans here into... feed for our kind."

"You mean... We're gonna die?" asked Stanley worriedly.

"If he gets that rocket to my home planet... yes." Eddie grunted. "Well, seems like the solution's plain to me. We just need to stop that rocket from taking off."

"But how? Riot's really tough... And believe it or not, he really scares me," said Stanley as he snuggled into Eddie's arms for comfort.

"I..." Eddie trailed off, just holding Stanley close and tight. "...We can stop it. Together." Venom grunted. "You sent that evidence to your job, now everyone knows what Riot's been up to. All that we need to do is tear that rocket apart so it won't even launch."

"Is that all?" asked Stanley, "But... What about Riot?"

"I..." "We will take care of him." Eddie nodded, scowling. "Nobody calls us a loser and gets away with it. Right, Venom?" “Y-yeah..."

“Then I'll take care of the rocket," said Stanley as he held up the Mask, but then kissed Eddie deeply, "I love you."

"Love you too." Eddie kissed Stanley in return... and then his tongue grew long and thick, delving deep into Stanley's mouth and throat. "Mmmf... Venom says same..." He chuckled sheepishly right before Venom's tongue pushed out of his mouth to flick against Stanley's cheek.

"I love you too, Venom," said Stanley as he put on the Mask and transformed into the Mask. He then sped off towards the launch sight and seeing that no one was on it, he stuffed the whole thing into his mouth and belched out fire. "That's one spicy meatball!" he said in an Italian accent.

Venom, meanwhile went to the Life Foundation's headquarters, ready to face off against Riot. As soon as they got near, they were pounced by the enraged symbiote. "YOU! YOU'VE RUINED EVERYTHING!" "I'm sick of being bossed around by you!" Venom began to fight back, dodging through the other symbiote's swipes to punch and rip at his former leader. "I'll show you who's the loser right here and now!"

Then the Mask appeared just as Riot was punched into the fountain. "This guy's incorrigible," he said as he painted a toilet hand and flushed it making Riot spin around and around till it flung Drake out of its grasp and was sucked into a bell jar. "You were good, kid. Real good," said the Mask dressed up as a gangster, "But as long as I'm around, you'll always be second best. See?"

Riot roared, trying to slither away, but Venom stomped down onto the host-less symbiote. "Once a loser, always a loser, right?" He laughed.

And then the Mask put a lid on the jar sealing it tight. Then he placed the jar inside a baseball and he appeared as a baseball player with a baseball bat and then he stood at a plate that appeared out of nowhere ready for Venom to throw the ball to him.

Venom looked from the Mask, to the ball, and back again. Grinned. Laughed. "Batter up!" He got into position, winding up, and then threw the ball to the mask as Riot roared in mixed rage and fright.

Then the Mask hit the ball and it went soaring into the sky before it went up in a small explosion that looked like a twinkle in the sky. Drake was about to make an escape when a big fat pig dropped right on top of him.

"As for you..." Venom walked over, grabbing hold of Drake and lifting him up. He growled and opened his mouth wide as the human screamed in terror, sure he was going to be the symbiote's next meal. Then Venom grunted and dropped him. "Nah. You probably taste like shit."

"After being squashed by a pig, who wouldn't?" asked the Mask as he poked his head around and then appeared as a cop, "You sir, have the right to scream your head off to insanity as you get sent off to the cops." He then spun Drake around and around till the man appeared in a strait jacket with a sock in his mouth. "Oh, I almost forgot," said the Mask as he went behind Drake pulling his underwear over the man's head, “WEDGIE!"

Drake was left tied and trussed up, and sirens were already wailing in the air as Mask and Venom made their way off.

When they were far away, the Mask transformed himself back to Stanley and the boy hugged the symbiote. "We did it," he said kissing Venom, who slowly turned to Eddie.

Eddie moaned, holding Stanley close and tight. "Yeah, we did." He smiled. "So... about that whole superheroes thing." "You aren't going to let me eat anyone, are you." Venom slithered up from Brock's shoulder, almost looking like he was pouting. "Sorry, bud." "I'm a predator, Eddie. I need to eat, or I'll..."

"I can buy you some cooked meats," said Stanley, "Maybe make some steak dinners more often."

Venom huffed softly. "...Can we have tater tots with it?" "All the tater tots you could want." Eddie chuckled, reaching up to stroke the symbiote's head as Venom began to purr.

Stanley smiled as he too stroked the symbiote's head and kissed his lips.

"Mmmnn..." Venom nuzzled against the pair, seeming to enjoy the affection. "So then..." "Let's go home, guys." Eddie chuckled, kissing Stanley and wrapping an arm around him.

"Yes, lets," said Stanley, "Venom? Care to give us a lift?"

Venom ducked into Eddie's shoulder, and then his body engulfed his host's; and picked Stanley up, cradling their lover in his arms. He leapt away, carrying Stanley as his goo shot out to let them swing through the buildings to Eddie's apartment. When they arrived, the symbiote kicked the door closed and then ducked into another deep, smothering kiss with Stanley. "Mmm... we want you, Stanley…"

"And I want you too," said Stanley kissing Venom deeply as they closed and locked the door and began stripping naked.

Rather, Stanley began to strip. Venom closed his eyes, concentrating, and a long, thick, throbbing member pushed up from his crotch to bob in the air. After a moment, a heavy sack dropped down to swing between his thighs, completing the look of the symbiote's package. "What do you think?" He reached down, grasping and pumping it, and looking to Stanley with an almost shy gaze.

"I think you could give Eddie a run for his money," chuckled Stanley as he knelt down to begin sucking on it.

"Mmmmgh..." Venom groaned, tongue lolling out as he began to pet Stanley's head and rock his hips. "Ohhh, fuck. That's good. Suck it, Stanley..." As Stanley wrapped his lips around the symbiotes cock, he could feel it slowly writhing against his lips and tongue; prehensile, more like a dribbling tendril than a human's cock.

But Stanley kept at it as he reached down to massage Venom's new balls.

"Rrrgghhhh..." A deep growl of pleasure escaped Venom's slack jaws as he spread his legs, giving the human full access. "Oh... So good... Stanley…"

Stanley then lay Venom on the bed and straddled the symbiote's lap and moaned as he slowly settled onto Venom's cock.

Venom groaned in return, his tongue moving out to lick at Stanley's chest and throat as he lifted his arms behind his head. "That's it. You love my symbiote cock, don't you, Stanley..." He purred, rocking his own hips, and said symbiote cock wriggled within the tight passage of the human's ass.

The human whimpered and rode it slowly as he adjusted to its size. "I do, my love," he moaned, "With all my heart and soul."

Venom moaned, sitting up a bit, and wrapped his arms around Stanley as he took over humping into the human. "And we love you, our mate…"

Stanley wrapped his arms around Venom's neck kissing his mate deeply loving the attention.

And Venom's tongue was eager to return the affections, lapping at Stanley's own before pushing past to delve into his throat. Slow. Gentle. Penetrating the human from the front end just like his erection was penetrating Stanley from the rear.

The human moaned in the kiss and nearly gagging as he was finding it hard to breath and his climax was quickly approaching.

Venom went faster. Harder. Reluctantly pulling his tongue back to let Stanley breathe as his own climax approached. At last he slammed to the hilt inside of the human, roaring in pleasure as he began to shoot his--really, Eddie's, but details--cum into their mate.

Stanley cried out as his own cum began to spurt out upon Venom's chest and he collapsed into his lover's embrace feeling exhausted.

"Mmmmgh... love you Stanley..." The symbiote's face opened, revealing Eddie's own, and he leaned down to give Stanley a slow kiss. "Love you so much."

"I love you too, Eddie," said Stanley kissing Eddie lovingly.

Eddie moaned softly as Venom sank back into his body, leaving him completely nude as he embraced his and his symbiote's lover.

"I can see this as a fresh start to a beautiful life together," said Stanley as he snuggled up into Eddie's arms with a soft sigh.

The End.