dman4life
07-10-2009, 04:43 PM
First story: Please give feedback
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Just For Fun: CHAPTER ONE
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So here I am at home alone again tonight. My names Dan. I'm 26, and an average guy. Job, lots of friends, and a pretty good guy to hang out with. I don't get into much trouble, and don't hang with the wrong crowd. Problem is, I'm getting bored of this life. I need a change.
I take a hot shower, it's 7:30pm right now, still light out. I'm still stressing about my day. Typical job, typical stress, and typical thoughts about changing my attitude towards everything. Tonight is the night. I always say this, but not this time, I need to ACT on my thoughts. YES! Tonight, I can do this.
I turn the shower off and grab the towel. Drying off my body I notice I'm a bit hard. I haven't had sex with anyone in months, and I haven't masturbated in weeks due to this mood I'm in. Tonight is gonna be the night.
Walking to the mirror I take a look at myself. Typical male I think. I look at my hair and notice how plain it is. A change... I pick up the hair clippers and on the lowest blade I send my hair into the drain with each pass. There we go, much better. Not bald, but just short enough to look a bit tougher.
I walk naked down the hall to my room and grab some jeans, a tee shirt, socks, and a pair of boxers. Racing thoughts are still going through my head, my now shaved short head.
The phone rings
"BRRRIIINNGGGG"
"Hello?"
"What up kid!? You wanna hang out tonight? I got you tonight if you wanna have some drinks... I know this place that is hopping with women tonight, so you down?"
It was John, my best friend since school. He's been trying to get me hooked up for over 2 months now, knowing about my dry spell.
I speak into the phone "Yeah, alright, let's go... pick me up in 15 minutes."
I hang up the phone, tossing the receiver on the bed. I look down at my body, still unclothed and freshly showered and semi hard, I consider tugging one out before heading out. Not yet, it can wait. I toss the clothes on, and toss on some cologne.
I step outside on my porch and after fishing for the pack in my pocket, I slap a cig out of my menthol pack and light it up. Inhaling slowly, enjoying it as I contemplate my actions tonight, I exhale slowly and put a grin on my face as John pulls up.
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I'm not sure of all the rules on this site, what's the rules with violent stories? Nothing over the top like snuff stuff, but what about some violent actions and language?
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Just For Fun: CHAPTER ONE
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So here I am at home alone again tonight. My names Dan. I'm 26, and an average guy. Job, lots of friends, and a pretty good guy to hang out with. I don't get into much trouble, and don't hang with the wrong crowd. Problem is, I'm getting bored of this life. I need a change.
I take a hot shower, it's 7:30pm right now, still light out. I'm still stressing about my day. Typical job, typical stress, and typical thoughts about changing my attitude towards everything. Tonight is the night. I always say this, but not this time, I need to ACT on my thoughts. YES! Tonight, I can do this.
I turn the shower off and grab the towel. Drying off my body I notice I'm a bit hard. I haven't had sex with anyone in months, and I haven't masturbated in weeks due to this mood I'm in. Tonight is gonna be the night.
Walking to the mirror I take a look at myself. Typical male I think. I look at my hair and notice how plain it is. A change... I pick up the hair clippers and on the lowest blade I send my hair into the drain with each pass. There we go, much better. Not bald, but just short enough to look a bit tougher.
I walk naked down the hall to my room and grab some jeans, a tee shirt, socks, and a pair of boxers. Racing thoughts are still going through my head, my now shaved short head.
The phone rings
"BRRRIIINNGGGG"
"Hello?"
"What up kid!? You wanna hang out tonight? I got you tonight if you wanna have some drinks... I know this place that is hopping with women tonight, so you down?"
It was John, my best friend since school. He's been trying to get me hooked up for over 2 months now, knowing about my dry spell.
I speak into the phone "Yeah, alright, let's go... pick me up in 15 minutes."
I hang up the phone, tossing the receiver on the bed. I look down at my body, still unclothed and freshly showered and semi hard, I consider tugging one out before heading out. Not yet, it can wait. I toss the clothes on, and toss on some cologne.
I step outside on my porch and after fishing for the pack in my pocket, I slap a cig out of my menthol pack and light it up. Inhaling slowly, enjoying it as I contemplate my actions tonight, I exhale slowly and put a grin on my face as John pulls up.
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I'm not sure of all the rules on this site, what's the rules with violent stories? Nothing over the top like snuff stuff, but what about some violent actions and language?