intergenerational

“The Talk”

“Have you ever seen a grown man’s…?” He indicated to the snake in his trousers.
“No,” I croaked.
“It might be instructive…you know, just to get an idea of what you’ll look like when you’re older.”

Just Doing My Job, Boss

He rolled his head back, looking at the ceiling. “I would eat pussy all day if I could. Any pussy, it wouldn’t matter.” He looked at me. His fingers brushed the growing bulge in his briefs. “Girls tell me that I have a very nice dick.”

Practice Makes Perfect

Dad was standing in the middle of the room; he was wearing his grey workout pants and nothing else. My dad’s a big, muscular guy, and the sober look on his bearded face made me nervous. He held something in his hand, and looking closer I realized it was my cum rag.

Uncle Barry

My mom always said that Uncle Barry refused to grow up. From what I gathered, listening to my parents talk about my father’s youngest sibling, he was a roustabout and a bit of a free spirit.

Super!

WARNING: This is a self-indulgent erotic fantasy about former Pittsburgh Steeler’s coach Bill Cowher.

Railroad Stud

I started to relish the idea of spending the week in the country, alone in my parent’s house. I had a big bag of some good weed, and some books to pass the time. I’d figured I’d be shit out of luck as far as getting some dick was concerned; little did I know…