Coda Josh Grant

Ding dong sounded the door bell early, 7.30am. I opened the front door a crack. “It’s your mother.” I opened the door wider, standing in front of her in my undies. “Is that any way to greet a guest at the front door, Josh?” “Nobody who I would even remotely label a guest would be arriving at this hour in the morning.” “You are wasting the best hours of the day.” “You sound like grandma.” “Oh don’t say that.” She sounded wounded. I laughed. “Put something on Josh, your mother doesn’t want to be looking at her sons bulges this early in the morning.” She goes to the lounge room. “Have you been burning joss sticks again?” I go to my bedroom. “Your sons bulges certainly don’t want to be looking at you,” I call from my bedroom as I looked for trackie daks and a hoodie. “I’ve just got a new car, I got it last night,” mum called back. “I couldn’t sleep, I was up early, I just wanted to drive it some where.” I stepped back into the kitchen, zipping up the hoodie. “A new car?” “I just replaced m...

I fell asleep on the couch last night. Stonkered! Daniel woke me up at 5am hissing at me, in half formed whispers. He was standing over me in the couch scratching his cock. His voice was really raspy. “I don’t give a damn where you sleep, but at least turn things off, or are you lying about your green credentials?” Silence. It was a drive by. Hit and run. The undies bandit hits again. I struggled to get up. “Green credentials, green credentials,” I hear myself muttering. Clearly Dan the Man is still pissed. I see I am going to have to have a word to him. I couldn’t get back to sleep. I tossed and turned. I think I was asleep much earlier in the evening, I’d had 8 hours. I went for a jog in the dark. Tiny shorts I’m sure I popped a bum cheek at one point – ah, podium dancing, I remember it well – no shirt. Sure it is cold to start with, but I am sure it must be good for me some how. Repentance. Yes father, I touched myself. Besides, I can only play he’man in the dark. The guys who jog a...