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On writing
17 years ago
It's funny. But it seems that sometimes story's can take on a life of their own.
I just started writing a piece that I intended to be a hot bit of man on man action. Just two naked guys doing what they do best. Muscles tensing, cocks straining for relief. A brief moment when two bodies become intertwined before an ecstatic release.
Yet all of a sudden I found that I was writing a different kind of story altogether. Sure the sex element is still there, but so is something else. An adventure in the making. A chance encounter leading two warriors headlong into a dangerous adventure. A story of love, of pain, of loss.
Sometimes it seems stories want to be told through us. So we should let them.
Woof!
I just started writing a piece that I intended to be a hot bit of man on man action. Just two naked guys doing what they do best. Muscles tensing, cocks straining for relief. A brief moment when two bodies become intertwined before an ecstatic release.
Yet all of a sudden I found that I was writing a different kind of story altogether. Sure the sex element is still there, but so is something else. An adventure in the making. A chance encounter leading two warriors headlong into a dangerous adventure. A story of love, of pain, of loss.
Sometimes it seems stories want to be told through us. So we should let them.
Woof!
