An Unsung Pleasure

Handjobs are such an underrated form of art. The only time I think people appreciate a good handjob is before they’ve had the delight of one’s mouth on their genitals. Young pubescent boys just exploding at the thought of a girl even looking below their wastes. A handjob was everything a 14 year old boy could ask for, while a blowjob was something you hear about in legends or your dads porn collection. Then the day comes where you find yourself face to face with destiny and some young innocent girl or boy is slobbing on your pecker like it’s a lollipop. Afterwards the thought of a mere handjob seems childish and petty.

Once a person is introduced to the art of fellatio, they forget about the sexual power that everyone possesses in their hands. Continue reading “An Unsung Pleasure”

the Phantom

Dead by dawn
as dusk leaves horizon
lost in deception
but death never finds him
a phantom in the night
his path has subsided
no reasons at all like
rising tides or passing time and
he will need some protection
for the angels have gone
left him alone, now
the reaping’s begun
a phantom in the night
returns out of habit
fueled with rage, hide
your soul or he’ll grab it
failing to listen, oh how
he loves that decision
he’ll find death by dawn
with the immortal precision
so as dusk leaves horizon
there ends the inception
a long dark night, the
phantom happened to find him

TQS

stumpedwise.

Life beyond the Earth

As a child, my father liked the fact that he had someone he was able to command so to speak. He always told me, as many fathers tell their kids, that if I put my mind to it, I can be anything I would like to be when the time comes. The funny thing is with my dad, there were two restrictions. I could never be a police officer and never work at the Department of Motor Vehicle, as long as he was still breathing.

I really never understood why not a police officer, granted, many of them are power driven hard- on’s just looking to meet their monthly quota, but not all cops are jerk offs. Who is to say why, my dad really just never had any good interaction with any police officer in the fifty years of his life, and he just did not want his son working for criminals. The best part is that, yes, the police are the criminals through his crazy eyes. On the other hand, I must agree with him, if you work at the DMV, the chances are you probably suck.

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