“SHIT! I got caught, with my dick in my hand stroking!”
Robert thought as he was sitting up. The chubby Latino stared at Robert briefly before looking around to make sure they were alone. He opened his mouth and made expressions with his tongue while signaling for Robert to whip his dick out again.
“WORD! Let me find out, that this stocky “Papi” is in our kind of family.”
He signaled for the stranger to come closer. The guy crawled towards Robert and took out Robert’s piece with subtle but overwhelming excitement. He slowly eased Robert’s hardened dick into his warm, wet mouth as he moaned softly from tasting pre-cum.
Robert’s eyes rolled into the back of his head with pleasure.
Robert muffled his voice forgetting the need to be silent. He looked around to make sure there was no audience. Robert grabbed the stocky Latino’s head, holding it so he could move his piece back and forth in his mouth.
He heard Bernice calling. Robert ran up the steps to the door.
“What is wrong Grandma?”
“It’s your mother Robert, she is in the bathroom and there is no answer.”
“Okay, Grandma. Maybe she is the bath with her headphones on”
“Robert, still come with me to check on your mother. We might have to push the door in.”
Robert said as he passed Bernice on the way up the stairs to the second-floor bathroom. He knocked loudly as he approached the door.
“MOMMY!... ARE YOU OKAY?”
When no reply came from his mother, Robert put all his body force into the door. The fourth body slam bruised his right arm slightly, but the door finally gave way. To his horror, his mother was not in the tub with headphones on at all. In the middle of the bathroom floor wrapped in her nightgown, she lay holding her chest, an expression of intense pain on her face.
Tears flowed from Robert’s eyes as he fell to his knees next to his mother. His grandmother screamed at his grandfather frantically.
“JOHN!! Call 911!!”
As John picked up the phone to call the ambulance, Bernice came back to the bathroom door and screamed again in tears.
“MY BABY!! ANGELA!! PLEASE GOD NO!!!”
Robert rested Angela’s head on the base of his lap. Angela started to notice her son’s face.
Fear of Flying
By: D.K. Harper
An eagle takes delight in its flight while the man simply watches in fright.
The man looks up and discovers how to break the limits of the sky. But fear of his own success halts his will to try.
Like the fledgling eagle before maturity does the man desire to soar. But a grounding terror grips his mind and slams him to the floor.
Leaping, jumping, climbing, and lunging will he strive just to taste a cloud. But when he sees how low he truly is, in misery he cries aloud.
Gusts will eventually turn to dust and his wings will lose their edge. He won't survive the eagle's push when it's time to best the ledge.
He's greater than he knows but to himself he continues lying. And so he rips away freedom's might all for fear of flying.