The Thirst

Posted: March 2, 2015 in Lit Gems
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Ash and Bones

Unfortunately, I possess an affinity for pornography. In my youth, it was my favorite addiction, almost to a paralyzing point. I remember the first adult film I ever watched over at Jake’s house.

I spent hours there nearly everyday. His mom always fixed us nice lunches and snacks, better than the powdered milk and peanut butter sandwiches served at my house. These visits to Jake’s went on well into the horrid days of puberty.

One summer’s day, Jake, myself, and two of his younger neighbors lounged in his den, watching the big screen television. He pulled out a black VCR tape and stuck it into the player, which sat on top of the TV. The images digested were like evil candy for my young mind.

The set for the skin flick was plain, black plastic curtains for a backdrop. The actors were above average facially, maybe even pretty to a minimal degree, but the activities performed couldn’t be described with simple words. The sexual acts were foreign to my young, fertile mind. I sat gargonizing with my mouth agape, attempting to hide my erection underneath a sofa cushion. The other three laughed, joked, and clumsily humped the air.

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  1. vivalaViv says:

    You are such a great story teller., I wish I could write as well as you!

  2. Jude Hammer says:

    Thank you James. Viv you’re a great writer in your own right and I enjoy your posts.

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