Sex Toy by Bob Freville

  They had been happy once, Eric thought. Before that primordial pecker monster, that god-fuck-it-all sexual sacrilege, made its entrance. The thought of the damned thing and the word entrance brought bile to his bearded throat, stuck in the craw of this love sick loser in his unwashed attire. The rolled legs of his jeans smelled of piss and he hadn’t showered in longer than … Continue reading Sex Toy by Bob Freville