Cockblock by C.V. Hunt
Review by Morgan K. Tanner
The concept of this book is both harrowing and a little comedic. It’s like a modern day zombie apocalypse with only men being affected. And instead of a lust for munching on brains and other tasty viscera, their only motivation is to rape.
Such a subject is not for the faint of heart, and were it not for the humour dotted along this book, could have been a chilling account of a not-too-distant society. But thank fuck (probably not the right word) for the humour!
Sonya and Callie, a couple, are thrust right into this rape-ocalypse when they head into town for a night out. They are accosted by men throwing cheap chat-up lines their way before attempting to beat then defile them.
As they escape the first wave of predators they find this epidemic is wide-spread and being instigated by the President, no less.
As they encounter more of these sex-hungry men, they realise they must fight to survive. They make plans and attempt to find some salvation in this depraved, lust-fuelled plague.
The streets are awash with men thrusting their erections from their sagging hips and speaking only in cheesy one-liners. This reads like a zombie survival tale, but without the need for the protagonists to destroy the brains. The way to kill these monsters is a swift strike to the balls. So yeah, destroy the brains.
I don’t want to describe this as a fun story, but it paces along perfectly and is kind of enjoyable. Am I wrong to say this?
It’s certainly a new concept for me and I would highly recommend checking this out. It’s horrific, in the greatest possible way, and if you’re a fan of horror then horrific should be just what you’re looking for. Plus, if you’re a man, there are some genius pick-up lines on display here.
There are plenty of cringe-moments, detailed descriptions of really bad stuff happening, and enough gore to whet many sadistic appetites.
Check it out!
About Morgan K. Tanner
Morgan K Tanner is a writer, drummer, and golfist currently residing in the English countryside. The idyllic surroundings make it an ideal place to write, drum, and hide the bodies. The busy sound of the typewriter is perfect to drown out the hum of the antiquated torture equipment.
When he’s not writing or inflicting pain and suffering on his numerous victims, he indulges himself in all things horror and metal.
His debut novella, An Army of Skin is available now.