by Jack Stratton | Apr 27, 2022 | erotica
A short story from my early blogging days. Probably around 2007-8. Examining my somewhat burgeoning kink. There is a different tone, a different voice there. Sometimes it is playfully poetic, but awkward. Sometimes it is just arrogant. Other times it is sweet. In this... by Jack Stratton | Mar 10, 2022 | excerpt
Alicia was, by far, the bitchiest of my little sister’s friends. Growing up, I don’t think I had ever seen her not pouting or rolling her eyes. She seemed to have contempt for the whole world. The thing was, bitchiness was a look that really worked for her. She... by Jack Stratton | Mar 4, 2022 | excerpt
Henry twisted his neck back and forth trying to get some relief from the tightness of his collar and tie. Usually, he enjoyed cocktail parties, getting dressed up, mingling and carousing, but that evening he just wanted to be home in bed. It had been a horrible day... by Jack Stratton | Mar 1, 2022 | flash fiction
Did she fall? She was sometimes clumsy. Stretching on her well-worn white sheets, she pulled the blankets back over her naked body. She rubbed her legs together. She combed her fingers through her hair. She moved her hand down the side of her body, over her hip, and... by Jack Stratton | Feb 10, 2022 | excerpt
Sometimes the word “crush” made perfect sense. It felt like that, like being crushed, like being pressed under the weight of want, the density of desire. Sometimes I thought about Caitlyn and my chest swelled. She was just so pretty and kind and charming. Maybe...
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