My Sister’s Boyfriend, Part 3

"Having had one taste of bisexuality, I'm about to have another."

When I opened my eyes the next morning, the rain had stopped and the sun was warming the walls of our tent. Matt was still asleep, so I dressed carefully and slipped outside as quietly as I could. Mom and Dad...

The Recliner

"Driving me insane"

I saw her sitting at the end of the bar, chatting with her friends. Tall, auburn, not skinny, not overweight, dressed like you’d expect somebody coming from an office job on a Friday. She had on a nice fitting pair...

Oboe Reed Poem (blow job)

"Is this a poem about warming up my oboe reed, or sucking on a different type of wood."

Play stupid Reed, crow, come on PlayI soaked you, and dried youI sucked out the moistureI blew through some airBut you sound like some weak whistlePlay Reed, just a little?I've wrapped my lips around you;I've loosened my lips to let...

Supervisor and Cashier Part III: A Shoulder to Cry On

"Ashleigh asks Jack to come to her house to comfort her after a fight with her boyfriend."

It had been a regular Thursday at the grocery. I had arrived for work at 2:30 p.m. to be the second shift self-checkout attendant. These shifts either went well or who a complete cluster show. I remember that day wasn’t...