Jason Kondrath: A Short Story
Prologue
Yes, Master
By Jason Kondrath
My name is Mark, and I might have seemed like your average thirteen-year-old boy, growing up in the suburbs of any mid-western state, but I wasn't. My parents had money so you might have also thought that I was overly-privileged, and I was.
However, I tried never to act conceited or look down on anyone less privledged than I was. It didn'matter what a person's skin color or race was, I treated everybody the same way that I myself wanted to be treated, with respect. You may not believe me, so let me explain why.
No matter what skin color your race was, when we bled we all spilled the same color blood; Red. And we were all going to die one day, so death made everyone equal. And everybody died with a …show more content…
Not being a devout practioner meant that I carried a lot less guilt than the average Catholic.
Whenever my parents went out for breakfast, or to play golf, or whatever the hell they did when they left, watching porn in my bedroom was where I would be instead.
I was in the eighth grade now, and watching one of my dad's many adult videos that I secretly rerecorded for myself. I had my own video player and my own tv, and a good amount of privacy on the weekends, and I needed it.
I have to be honest, most guys my age started to develop an incredible fascination for the female body. Porn for guys was actually modern sex education. Today they watch satellite cable, and the Internet, and even use video games. But back then we only had Dvd's, and video tapes, and before that even older shit like 8mm film, that I had never even heard of.
I saw each of my dad's adult video's at least a dozen times and now I was starting to get bored with all of them, maybe fifteen total, and I wished he would start buying some new ones.
Did my mom start fucking him …show more content…
Blowjobs, anal sex, cunnilingus, 69'ing, three-way's, girl on girl, and all that other freaky shit like tyrannies, midgets, S&M, beastilality, and people who pissed and shit on each other. But I wasn't in to that kind of craziness, so I never watched that, but still you had to know about it, so that if some jerk-off brought it up in your circle of friends, you're not the only one standing there like a dumb-fuck, wondering what a "donkey-punch" is?"
I guess porn had been around since movie cameras had been invented, but it got really big in the 70's. And the porn of the 70's was by far the raunchiest and most disgusting, ever.
If you compared 70's porn to modern porn, there wasn't anything sexually arousing about it by comparison. The seventies porn had a lot of ugly, sweaty, hairy, people that reminded me of "Animal Planet" today.
Nothing sexual arousing , with one exception, the violence. Porn in the 70's had a lot of emphasis on rape, kidnapping, and forced prostitution.
If some ugly black pimp wanted his dick sucked in a bar room full of people, all he had to do was snap his fingers and white bitches came running in stilettos, sometimes even breaking a heel, trying to be
Yes, Master
By Jason Kondrath
My name is Mark, and I might have seemed like your average thirteen-year-old boy, growing up in the suburbs of any mid-western state, but I wasn't. My parents had money so you might have also thought that I was overly-privileged, and I was.
However, I tried never to act conceited or look down on anyone less privledged than I was. It didn'matter what a person's skin color or race was, I treated everybody the same way that I myself wanted to be treated, with respect. You may not believe me, so let me explain why.
No matter what skin color your race was, when we bled we all spilled the same color blood; Red. And we were all going to die one day, so death made everyone equal. And everybody died with a …show more content…
Not being a devout practioner meant that I carried a lot less guilt than the average Catholic.
Whenever my parents went out for breakfast, or to play golf, or whatever the hell they did when they left, watching porn in my bedroom was where I would be instead.
I was in the eighth grade now, and watching one of my dad's many adult videos that I secretly rerecorded for myself. I had my own video player and my own tv, and a good amount of privacy on the weekends, and I needed it.
I have to be honest, most guys my age started to develop an incredible fascination for the female body. Porn for guys was actually modern sex education. Today they watch satellite cable, and the Internet, and even use video games. But back then we only had Dvd's, and video tapes, and before that even older shit like 8mm film, that I had never even heard of.
I saw each of my dad's adult video's at least a dozen times and now I was starting to get bored with all of them, maybe fifteen total, and I wished he would start buying some new ones.
Did my mom start fucking him …show more content…
Blowjobs, anal sex, cunnilingus, 69'ing, three-way's, girl on girl, and all that other freaky shit like tyrannies, midgets, S&M, beastilality, and people who pissed and shit on each other. But I wasn't in to that kind of craziness, so I never watched that, but still you had to know about it, so that if some jerk-off brought it up in your circle of friends, you're not the only one standing there like a dumb-fuck, wondering what a "donkey-punch" is?"
I guess porn had been around since movie cameras had been invented, but it got really big in the 70's. And the porn of the 70's was by far the raunchiest and most disgusting, ever.
If you compared 70's porn to modern porn, there wasn't anything sexually arousing about it by comparison. The seventies porn had a lot of ugly, sweaty, hairy, people that reminded me of "Animal Planet" today.
Nothing sexual arousing , with one exception, the violence. Porn in the 70's had a lot of emphasis on rape, kidnapping, and forced prostitution.
If some ugly black pimp wanted his dick sucked in a bar room full of people, all he had to do was snap his fingers and white bitches came running in stilettos, sometimes even breaking a heel, trying to be