A wonderful weekend to all. It is Day 9 and we are on a roll here. It feels wonderful to be getting back into the flow of writing more prolifically. For today's prompt, we are going back to the well of Carrie Etter's prompt list once more and using number 35 on the list:
Read Danez Smith's "The 17 Year-Old and the Gay Bar" then write about another illegal or rebellious teenage act, whether real or invented; immerse us fully in the present moment with sensory description.
Without further ado, here we go:
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Take this darkened room and premade bed for what they are - table for your sacrifice. Cotton peeling away from skin in front of blank screen sat precariously at the foot on a woollen throw. Gruff voice fills the dead air - "Be a good boy for daddy" - and you shudder; still unsure whether from shame or revulsion. But you obey because you said you would. Because you're fifteen and still far too shy to be yourself and he threatened to leave you exposed like wound so you ignore the tremor in your throat; the cold across your smooth chest; the creeping of his ravenous eyes and you bare your body for him.
You bend caress moan his name into the stark brightness of the laptop screen and lose yourself in how it might feel to have his calloused hand around your throat as he makes a home for himself inside you. You lose yourself in his voice and how it might sound as he whispers your name in the dark before leaving. You lose - everything at once and then its over and you're alone again... again.
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