Back Country Tales: The Changing

Back Country Tales: The Changing Switch flicked out a second blade with a click, and I backed away to my truck. They didn't even seem to notice me much. They were all between seventeen and twenty-six. They all shared a hulking, strong figure, dead dark eyes and hair, and a mean disposition. "What the fuck …

Tender Mercies

Tender Mercies Like most young boys my sexual interests had me thinking of nothing but means for relief. I was just coming of age at thirteen. Gone were the days of electricity shooting up my legs during ejaculation. This was replaced by strong musky odors of sperm, the term unknown to me then. And it …