ALIENS, LUST
Written by
D.
Based on, RaSaEN
INT. REDDINGS’ MANSION - ROB’S ROOM - DAY
ROB is on his laptop, currently browsing photos of aliens. As
he looks at them, his eyes grow big and he has a huge grin
worn upon his face. In one of the photos, there is a naked
alien’s body. Quickly, he closes out of the browser window.
ROB
(whispers to himself)
"Please, God; please let me think
good thoughts. I won't masturbate
to aliens. I won't masturbate to
aliens. I won't masturbate to
aliens. I am a good boy. I don't
make love with aliens. Aliens make
love with other aliens. I am only
attracted to human females. Please,
God, just free me from wanting to
make love with aliens.
While he continues to whisper that out loud, over and over
again, he pulls hairs from his head and touches their
follicles to his tongue.
And then, he sticks a finger in his belly button and keeps it
there.
ROB (CONT’D)
(bitterly whispers)
Aliens! Aliens! Aliens! Aliens!
Yet, looking down at his pants, he shakes his head as he
notices that they are still bulging out in the front. Dirty
thoughts of alien sex still clouds his mind as he reopens
Google and retypes in "aliens." Scrolling down to the picture
he had saw of the naked alien, he smiles and grins as he
opens up the photo and examines it. Touching a hand down to
his pants, he begins to fondle himself through the denim of
his jeans.
ROB (CONT’D)
I’m not an alien
He is trying to make it clear to himself that he was indeed a
human.
ROB (CONT’D)
I just love masturbating to them.
He stops suddenly when he hears a knock on his door. He
closes out of the browser window and stands up, going over to
the door and unlocking it.
2.
In walks JENNIFER, 14, his sister. A smile is crossing her
face as she looks up at Rob.
JENNIFER
I didn’t want to be left alone.
She walks over to his bed and sits upon its blood red sheets,
her fingers straightening out the wrinkles.
In the corner of his room is a black comforter with pictures
of different colored alien faces; he keeps it off during the
day due to his desire to stare at it hour after hour,
visualizing the aliens and how he would converse with them if
they were to come off the bedding and into real life.
Rob walks over to her and sits down, his head jerking to the
side as he stares at the alien faces on the comforter.
He turns his head after several seconds and looks back at
her.
ROB
Aliens are amazing, aren't they?
She nods, and then giggles.
JENNIFER
You and your aliens!
ROB
They’re the only ones who
understand me.
Pulling up his sleeve, he looks down at a long, wide, deep
scar amidst dozens upon dozens of others, all of which were
less severe.
ROB (CONT’D)
Among a world full of humans, I
stand out like the blood amid the
white sheets.
Jennifer rolls her eyes. Bringing her hand over to his
shoulders, she squeezes.
JENNIFER
You're unique, Rob. That's a good
thing. Being unique is wonderful.
Mom says there's nothing better
than being a one and only.
3.
Clearing his throat as he shakes his shoulders and cracks his
neck, he moves his forearm into view of Jennifer and brings
it close to her face.
ROB
Each scar's diameter, duration and
peak vary. They're unique - just
like me. They're a part of me, and
they always will be. Did Mom tell
you that one, too?
Jennifer frowns
JENNIFER
I'm not talking about your scars,
Rob. I'm taking about you - you as
a whole; your personality and
charisma and the way you hold
yourself together as a person.
That's what makes you unique - not
those scars.
He retracts his arm and places it back in his lap, now
pulling down his sleeve as he steals a glance at the alien
comforter - for the third time.
ROB
I love you, Jennifer. I don't know
what I'd do without you or Mom or
Dad or Blake. You guys are the only
ones who gave me hope when there
wasn't any.
JENNIFER
There’s always hope, even if it’s
just a sliver.
Jennifer hugs Rob tightly.
JENNIFER (CONT’D)
You just gotta notice every little
nook and cranny in life, because
each one's full of hope and
treasures.
Rob sneers.
ROB
Quoting Mom again?
He hugs Jennifer back.
4.
ROB (CONT’D)
Don't worry, Jen; I know there's
always hope. I love life; it's
amazing and exhilarating and an
experience that's only explored
once.
JENNIFER
Of course. Mom always has wonderful
opinions and insights to share.
ROB
Opinions are like dogs: always up
your butt and barking!
Jennifer giggles as she playfully elbows Rob.
JENNIFER
You’re too much, Rob!
He grins like a complete dork as he lays down on his bed and
stares at the ceiling fan.
ROB
What do you think they’re up to on
the island?
Rob is talking about brother BLAKE, 17, and DANIELLE, 17, who
are currently on the Bahamas island owned by the Reddings.
JENNIFER
I don’t know. Exploring? Swimming?
ROB
Do you think Danielle’s a virgin?
Jennifer’s cheeks turn bright red.
JENNIFER
Rob! Why would you ask that
question?
He laughs.
ROB
Sorry. That was kind of a, um,
personal thought.
It is no secret that Jennifer is very prudent. It is her
personal goal to remain a virgin until marriage, and it isn’t
due to just being Catholic;
5.
it is mainly due to not wanting to be another statistic of
teenage pregnancy and STDs. Sex, in her opinion, is
completely overrated - along with kissing and fooling around
and everything else that comes within the sexual territory -
and not something she wants to experience until she is an
adult and finds the man she loves and wants to have a family
with and spend the rest of her life with. Until then, she has
no interest in even kissing or holding hands with a guy.
JENNIFER
Yeah, Rob, it was. You know how I
feel about stuff like that...
ROB
I know, and I respect that. You're
a very smart girl, Jennifer. But
it's just; it's really eating at me
- about the thought of Blake having
sex with her, while they're there,
all alone.
JENNIFER
If she has enough respect for
herself, she would wait until she
was ready. So why are you worrying,
Rob?
ROB
Because, Blake wants what's between
those thighs, and he'll coyly
coerce her to let him part them and
put it -
Jennifer makes a disgusted face as she looks down at Rob.
JENNIFER
Rob, stop! The subject of sex is
just so... gross!
Rob sneers.
ROB
Hey, now don't down sex so soon,
Jen! If it weren't for sex, you or
me or anyone else, for that matter,
wouldn't be here. Along with its
negatives, it has its positives,
you know? Just like almost
everything else.
JENNIFER
I know it has its... positives.
6.
Jennifer’s face is as red as Rob’s sheets, as she turns her
face away from his.
JENNIFER (CONT’D)
But, they’re... teenagers!
ROB
I was fifteen when I had it for the
first time. A few thrusts and then
I cummed. Kind of sad to think back
to how short it was.
Rob sits up and reaches a hand over to Jennifer's shoulders.
ROB (CONT’D)
But, hey, I loved her; she was my
third girlfriend and the only one I
ever had sex with.
Jennifer sighs as she looks over at Rob.
JENNIFER
Please, Rob, can you just please
stop talking about… sex things?
It's really grossing me out. It's
such a disturbing subject...
ROB
Okay, but Jennifer?
JENNIFER
Yeah?
ROB
One day you'll be looking back and
wondering why you ever thought sex
was gross and icky and overrated.
Rob winks.