Flaccid Stories

Holidays are awkward and surreal. There is all this expectation and hope, anxiety, and anticipation. Much like one’s first time. First time in love. First time having sex. It was probably why I chose this exact season to be deflowered. I had waited long enough for it, over thirty years. I was hoping to wait 'til marriage but learning I was polyamorous, that was probably not going to happen given the current laws only reco...

Pog, aka my cousin Tanya, with her big round glasses, and driftwood brown hair that was starting to gray even though she was barely breaking into her twenties,  opened my room door,  and came in without knocking or warning and closed the door behind her,  stared at my confused ass sitting at my desk in front of my computer and said,  “I need some dick” I had *just* came to a lovely bit of porn.  So my eyes went wide and I...