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RocketHarding
3 days ago
Straight Male, 54
United States

Stories

Series

Episode 3: Strange New Worlds

Rocket and Izzy embrace new technology.

There are a lot of interesting things to see when browsing the internet for sex toys. Most of what I saw resembled familiar human genitals, but some items were built for King Kong, while others appeared to be stolen off the set of a sci-fi movie. In addition to a variety of gizmos from the friendly to the frightening, there were instructions, recommendations, warnings and customer testimonials to provide more confusion th...

Episode 2: Splash Down

Rocket and Isabel share a wet adventure.

Dense morning fog began to fade, but the sun still hadn’t broken through. Gloomy and humid – silent except for the faint wheeze of traffic over wet streets glowing a silver gray – the rattle of a commuter train moving jobbers to the office – zipping past the window with a silver sheen – the wailing of sirens bringing coppers to the scene... Social media tells a story then rapidly slips by – shrouding us in isolation – giv...

Daydream Delivery

How Amara complicated Greg's order.

“Ciao. This is Amara at Papa Pizza Pies. How can I help you?” “I’d like to order a large sausage for delivery.” “Oh yeah, I hear ya. I love a large sausage.” Greg chuckled, “I beg your pardon?” “I love the long, cylindrical shape of a large sausage – so juicy – firm, yet flexible.” “Yeah, uh, me too. That’s an odd thing to say. Are you sure I got the right place?” Amara said frantically, “Don’t hang up! You’ll regret it f...

Rocket’s First Visit

The future began with a knock at the door.

Sylvia, my wife of 16 years, wanted a life of excitement and nothing I did was enough to satisfy her insatiable appetite for adventure. She demanded lavish vacations, dream houses in exotic locations, sex acts I wasn’t inclined to perform. I was only focused on the future, not the present. The pandemic changed that. We had been saving since I began my career as an accountant and Sylvia insisted it would be a perfect oppor...

One Man’s Trash is Another Man’s Treasure

“Seems we’re both very, very dirty.”

It tickled as the glob of conditioner slipped from my long wet hair, ran down the indentation of my spine and landed with a resounding splat on the shower floor.  I closed my eyes for a moment and imagined it was a lover’s tongue softly gliding slowly down my back. I shivered as I reached for the bottle of expensive hair product to try again while contemplating the last time anyone touched me anywhere with a finger, a ton...