Happy Birthday – Chapter 2

“So, was I early?” I can tell that while Stain is mildly amused about interrupting my encounter, he’s also worried that he’s upset me. “No, it’s your birthday amigo, there’s no early.” “You sure? You’re not saying much?” “Yeah, the soldier’s rigamortis is still affecting the General’s ability to command, you know?” “Ah, as in…

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Sappho Gets Caught – Chapter 1

I run my milky hands around her dark chocolate breasts while penetrating her mouth with my tongue. Her head bobs slightly back, while her chest thrusts towards me. I feel her large nipples harden and protrude far out of her chest, pressing into me, as her erection inducing lips part. “Let’s play slave and master.”…

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Half Way There

I’ve made it to the half way point of life, and yeah, I might have a couple of things to show for it, but I’m not what everyone would call successful. I’m alive, happy, healthy, and running my own business. I haven’t been writing though. That needs to change. Forget the distractions of social media…

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The Creation of Stain

Now I snort a long line of coke and breathe deeply as my eyes widen, pupils shrink down to nothing, and the rest of the universe slows down to a dull crawl. I sit here awake and alone once again. Someone will show up though. Someone always does. I’ll sit and wait. Perhaps a cup…

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She Needs Me

In a moment, my thoughts are erased. I write helplessly, without form, format, wit, or grace. I want someone to help me. I need someone to be there for me. It always me though. Isn’t it? I’m always there. A rant becomes reason. I’m sorry for being selfish. I’m here for you…

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Matcha at Sunrise

A little tea-cup. To catch my small tears. And muffle my screams. Crush me to powder. Drink every last drop. Pee me and flush me.

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Adding Wet to Wet

My pool takes the rain. And the rain is changed forever. Race to the filter to kill the pain. Yell and slip away to the never.

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The Creation of Sappho

Now My rock hard cock glistens from the layer of saliva I’m rubbing up and down the shaft. The thick head curves slightly back towards me, as though it’s looking at me with its one eye and sweetly saying yes please daddy choke me until I vomit. I start whispering softly to it: “you’re a…

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Writing is the Cure for Everything

Are any of the following true for you? You: Can’t sleep at night. Feel to sick to do anything. Are currently unemployed or not working enough hours. Are suddenly bored all the time or find yourself with a lot of free time. Have been injured and can’t do much. Is writing really the cure for…

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Take What They Will Give

It seems that when people want something that isn’t material (like the kind of sex you don’t pay for or even the kind of friendship you don’t pay for) they want the other person to want it too. I fully understand this. I don’t want to have sex or be friends with people who don’t…

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