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Often, when a person becomes extremely cynical in his outlook on life and the people around him, he loses his objectivity to the degree that there is no longer right and wrong, good or bad. What emerges is a totally self-centered person, a person unable to give, but always eager to take. When this kind of person surfaces in business, politics or other fields in which large numbers of people are affected, the results often are disastrous.
This is the story of a young man who has reached a level of cynicism usually thought of as occurring in much older people. He finds pleasure in degrading other men turning them into the same kind of man he is, a man constantly seeking pleasure but rarely giving any in return. It is the story of a man whose youth, to say the least, was misspent.
And who is to blame? Society, perhaps. For it is society which makes the rules which many find tempting to break just because they exist. A story which raises many questions. A story of our times.
I guess you’ve really never lived until you’ve lain on your back on the sand, head on your folded leather jacket, and looked out at the broad blue reaches of the Pacific through the hairy legs of a young surfer.
He was facing out toward the Pacific, too, and was very busy. He squeezed a couple inches of grease out of a tube, and reached around backside with his right hand, while with his left he pulled one cheek of his ass aside. With a practiced aim he laid the grease right on the small brown fucker hole, the Gate of Heaven, and then he tossed the tube into the sand, and looked around smiling over his shoulders, his long blond hair blowing a little in the ocean breeze.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.