Caption This (5th Nov)

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Seanday Eclipse

This maybe horror... or relief for some; for others a murmur of indifference.

The story is: I'll be taking a break for a month or so. You know I enjoy writing and look forward to reading your comments just as much, but when it becomes a chore to keep to the writing schedule I feel it's time to stop and take a breath.

I will be around of course, and the “Caption This” on Saturdays will continue. If you want a chat, then hit me up on Google Hangouts, Twitter, Tumblr, comments below or email (smitch1981 @gmail.com).

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Second Coming: The Rage Within

A Halloween repost from the archives. 

Darren stood for a moment and looked around the old house, certainly older than the others in the street. It was built in 1887; Victorian Second Empire apparently. Steeped in history he was told, a true fixer upper they said. Still he was grateful for his uncle who left it to him in his will. But as Darren looked at the photo from who knows when, even then its wooden frame, its dark aged slatted walls, sighed with the years.

It had sat unoccupied for a good five years before the will was read, due to Darren's uncle going missing. The investigation to find him had been thorough, but he was never found and the house had suffered from serious neglect in the meantime.

Darren decided that he would simply renovate the house and sell it; he had no interest in the family history. He started to move an old chest--one of the few remaining items in the house--and a photograph, paled and aged, dropped to the floor. He picked it up; it appeared to be a group of football players in a locker room. They were all holding up their fists proudly showing their championship rings. Darren remembered his uncle talking about the time the football team won the college tournament. He ran a finger across the faces, and smiled as he spotted his uncle; he hadn't seen him for almost twenty years now. He propped the photo on the chest and stood back wondering what cards fate had dealt his uncle.

The restoration was tough; he'd worked through the house room by room and was only half way done. He had only started working on the ground floor box room in the morning. It was a peculiar room with no windows and appeared to have no purpose. The wallpaper was dark and mottled with a pattern that seemed to shift if you stared at it too long.

Caption This (29th Oct)

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Seanday Lunch: Winner's Line

"Quit fooling Jack," I growled as I framed the picture. "Act your age!"

He smirked and looked at me. "What, my real age or Tommy's?"

"Your boy's age, you dope," David said with a sigh.

Jack covered the lens. "This is how my boy smiles for the camera, I should know!"

"Come'n Jack, don't spoil the day," David moaned.

"Just chill will you guys, I just want picture," I told them.

Caption This (22nd Oct)

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Seanday Filler: Turn-a-Round, pt2

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I'd seen Tommy from the window, he was a senior and looked like he'd eat me for breakfast and ask for more!

It was a risk, but I stretched open Logan's mouth again, and started to feed my feet inside.

It was warm, tight and clingy. I pushed in deeper, his body bunched up as my legs found their way, all the way down to his feet. I wriggled my toes and watched Logan's move, his calves and heavy thighs moved when I did.

Pulling up his waist, I felt my ass drop into his, then I winched. My dick was trapped, twisted. Sliding my hand inside his mouth, I searched inside his body and released my member. Finding a hole I fed dick inside.

I gasped; a shiver skated down my spine. I looked down, Logan's, no my dick? It was hard. I touched the tip with a finger, and shuddered. The thick, appendage certainly wasn't mine, but I could feel the touch. I wanted to know what was going on, but I knew Tommy would be calling again.

Caption This (15th Oct)

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Seanday Filler: Turn-a-Round, pt1

"No, no, no. Not now!"

This was the first time I'd dared to enter someones house. My lip started to quiver as I slid down the door.

I'd only had scraps of food for the past few days. I was picking through a bin behind a cafe when two servers came out, told me I was worthless. I'd been called worse, but then they started to push me around. I did my best to protect myself, but they punching me; cut my eye. I fell, but I managed to scramble to my feet, and run.

My stomach was turning inside out, I was so hungry. Then I saw the house--big and expensive looking. I thought the house was empty, a guy had just left in a Jeep. I saw an open window and leaned in, it was a bathroom. I hopped on the sill, and then fell inside. I'd told myself that they'd never miss a box of cookies or something.

Then I'd heard the voices; just outside. There was some shouting, the door shuddered as someone fell against it. Then it went quiet.

I heard them talking, laughing as well. I got to my feet and pushed my ear to the door.

"How long does it take?"

"Couple of minutes," the other replied.

"This is going to be sweeeet."

Caption This (8th Oct)

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Seanday Fillers: Another Take

"Damn, you scored big time," Tony chuckled taking another photo.

"Have I ever let you down?" I replied putting a strong arm around Tony's shoulders.

He looked at me and tipped his head, "Like those kids?"

"It was only a week," I groaned and shoved him. "Besides, it was your idea."

Tony's mouth dropped open. "How so?"

Caption This (1st Oct)

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