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Posted on: February 16, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Beneath his perfectly pressed oxford shirt and tie, he hid a secret- something that no one at work knew about and he wanted to keep it that way. Eric hated socializing with the people at work. He thought they were all the same, all made from the same mold. He hated even more the fact that he was forced to look like them from 9 to 5. If they knew what he was like when he was not at the office, these prim and proper yuppies would freak. The thought brought a big smile to his face.He looked at his watch; only two minutes had gone by since the last time he checked. He couldn’t wait for this day to be over. He had spent most of it in and out of meetings and he had had his fill of yuppies for today. More than anything he just wanted to leave and go to Brass, relax, and see what kind of fun he could get into.He loved going to Brass- every time was a new experience. Every time he pushed his limits more and more. Last time he had been gang banged by a group of bikers that had been passing through on their way to the beach. Just the thought of that night still made his ass ache. He checked his watch again; only five minutes had passed. He looked at the stack of reports on his desk and thought, fuck it, they would still be there tomorrow and right ...
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A Machine
Posted on: February 16, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
It was the day after my birthday, and now I am old enough to drink in a bar. It was early evening, so I decided to walk down a few blocks to a neighborhood bar. It was quiet inside and I sat at the bar on a bar stool and ordered a beer. An older man was sitting just down from me and he started talking to me. We talked about a lot of things and he was quite interesting. Finally we got on the subject of his hobby, he likes to make mechanical robots. It was interesting to learn how he made simple machine robots at first and now had some that walk and move their arms.Then suddenly he asked if I would like to come over to his house and see the robots. I was cautious. I had already had 4 beers and was feeling kind of drunk. Finally, I agreed to go with him.We arrived at his rather big home and he produced another beer for me. He then took me to his shop and showed me all of these marvelous robots he had made over the years. It really was quite amazing.Suddenly, he asked me if I liked sex. I slowly answered, “Sure, but...” He laughed, “not with me, I am a lot older than you are.” I felt relieved. I had never been approached about sex, so I didn't know what to say. He then said, “Would you like to go for a ride on a ...
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The Other Side of the Island
Posted on: February 15, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
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Cactus Creek Saloon
Posted on: February 15, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
He walked away from his interview with light yet confident steps, probably feeling certain that he had nailed the interview. The truth is that he did nail the interview, and I was extremely inclined to give him the job here at the Cactus Creek as a server. I chuckled to myself whilst looking down at his application because he dramatically exited the restaurant by swinging open the kitschy saloon-style doors like a cowboy from the golden years of the wild and untamed west. The name “Reno Dakota” was scribbled in the box marked “NAME” on his application. When I questioned him about his real name, he made a gun out of his hand, pointed his index and middle fingers at me with his thumb cocked and ready to shoot, and told me in one quick deadpan expression, “You never question a cowboy’s name.” He then winked at me, so I smiled and simply left it at that, moving on to the usual interview questions. I had all his other information: I would find it out sooner or later. For now, Reno Dakota sufficed as a name for that rugged young stud. He answered the other questions in a similarly odd fashion, but not so odd that it was a turn-off; instead, his sly, slightly evasive, playful, and mysterious answers and manner of talking made him all the more endearing. Unlike the countless interviews before him, his was interesting and worth my ...
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The Massage
Posted on: February 15, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
I was feeling pretty good when I finished my workout at the gym, but I had overextended my limits a little more than usual with the weights. As I took my hot shower, I could feel the muscles aching more than ever before. My back muscles were screaming at me and the heat from the water soothed the ache, somewhat. I knew I'd better get some kind of a rubdown but, I had never had a massage, other than by my coach in school, after a vigorous wrestling match when I had pulled a few shoulder muscles. I decided I'd better find somewhere I could get a good massage to loosen the aches and soreness. Even my groin was sore from the squats I had been doing. I headed home from the gym and quickly got online to find a massage in my area. I saw there was one with only a telephone number, but by the prefix it had to be in the vicinity of my apartment. I called and a guy answered. I asked him if he had any appointments open within the hour and he said he could take an appointment in about 30 minutes. He gave me the address and I realized it was only 2 blocks from my place. I changed into my sweats and t-shirt, read my mail, and was out the door for my first experience with a professional in the art of massage. ...
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A Mountain's Icy Slide Home
Posted on: February 15, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
A wonderful thing is being a boy standing half-naked, just jeans and nothing else, your bare feet gripping a narrow ledge and you are stretched, your fingertips keep you upright as they grip the edge of the ledge above you.The only thing between you and the night, you and the freezing fog, you and the claustrophobia that darkness brings to mountains and large stretches of land, is your skin.It's freezing cold and your balcony doors are open. Music is pouring out along with the heat in your expensive mountain house. You turn your head and you can see that heat shimmer while it rolls out. The music is the King of Pain, by The Police, and you close your eyes and imagine that blue whale beached by the springtime's ebb, because that's how you feel.You're up and out of water. Where at one time you were in a place where you were beautiful and you could do the most amazing things, you've now come to a place where you no longer belong. The funny thing is it's the same place. The place is beside your husband and you've traded a dry mountain home for a wet one.Gravity transforms the beauty and strength of a whale into a helpless beast. The sun which barely reached him before as the weakest blue tendrils now eats him alive.That's how I felt last night. I was freezing standing there on the ledge of my balcony, but not shivering. The forest, the mountains seemed as small ...
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Posted on: February 15, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
I listened to the slow pulse of Lust as it crept into the room. The door had been sealed with painters’ tape and a wet towel but it still found me. It moved across the floor giving rise to the wood like a wave. The force made me trip and stumble backwards into the first bedroom. I was barely fast enough to push the door closed behind me. Immediately the clawing started. The scratching sounded like pleading. The kind of begging that digs into the flesh to draw something out that is not readily given. My intention was to grab a couple of condoms and packs of travel lube when I was stopped cold. In all the excitement I had forgotten about the picture of Stephen that I’d printed from an email he’d sent. My heart pumped my chest full with anxiety. I didn’t understand what had happened to us, how Lust had torn things apart so easily. I told myself to focus, that Stephen wasn’t coming back. The Lust had consumed him. I turned in panic at the sound of the opening door. Quickly, I fingered and filtered through the contents of the drawer beside the bed searching for what I needed and stuffed my pockets full. Five condoms, I counted. “Does carrying five condoms make me look fat” I wondered. Whatever the feeling was that inched to consume me, I was prepared for anything. The sound and motion of the floor writhing like a body in heat forced me ...
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Posted on: February 14, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
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Caught in the Rain
Posted on: February 14, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
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Her Husband PART 2
Posted on: February 14, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Her Husband Part 2
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Even though it had been a couple of months since the Halloween party, Mike could still remember the sexual beating he endured that night. Over the months, Mike wondered if Jay had remembered that night. He had been back over the house plenty of times after the Halloween party, but Mike didn't sense any signs from Jay that he knew what had happened. There had been times that they were both alone, but the topic was never brought up. Maybe the pending divorce had Jay's mind tied up, or maybe the fact that he could lose his job in the Military had something to do with it. Either way, Mike finally settled on the conclusion that the intoxication got the best of Jay that night.
Mike finally got his DVD player fixed and decided to return Lelani's DVD player back to her. She had let him borrow hers while his was being fixed. As he approached the house he noticed that Jay was the only one home. He decided to just go ahead and leave the DVD player with Jay, so he could give it to Lelani when she got home.
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