Fight club: The cut scene ~ A man's Penis.
Most of the week we where Ozzy and Harriet, but on Saturday. -wait- let me go back. During the week, we where the odd couple. Tyler got dressed, I got dressed. We shared a quick morning rant, and we went off to work. Routine, normal, I guess you could say. I didn't bug me anymore that the cad drivers came me dirty looks, or that the girl who I ride the elevator with everyone morning started stand as far away from me as she could, or even my boss. No, because I knew when I got home, I would get what I deserved. This all started about a week after I moved in with Tyler. Like Everything he was nonchalant about it. I came out and he was laying, ass naked on the floor, a cigarette in his mouth, jerking away as if not a care in the world. I tried not to look, but of course he knew. He sat up. "What, you never seen a guy jack off before?" I faltered. "Oh come on man. Don't give me that shit. You do it to. We all do it, we're just living in denial cuze the damn christens tell you it's a sin." Here we go, my afternoon rant. My life is complete. "Have you read their book recently. There's not a damn thing wrong with it. They trick you, lust is the sin my friends, not the act." "Yea, Tyler." What was I supposed to say? "Come here." "What?" I looked at him. "Come here." So I walked over and stood there. "Now sit down." I just stared at him. "Sit down." I sat down. "Now give me you hand." Again, I stared at him. "Don't make me say everything twice man." I put out my hand. He gave me this look, I can't even say, and then but my hand on his penis. I blinked. "See. No big thing." I had just touched another man penis. Was it a big thing?
Most of the week we where Ozzy and Harriet, but on Saturday. -wait- let me go back. During the week, we where the odd couple. Tyler got dressed, I got dressed. We shared a quick morning rant, and we went off to work. Routine, normal, I guess you could say. I didn't bug me anymore that the cad drivers came me dirty looks, or that the girl who I ride the elevator with everyone morning started stand as far away from me as she could, or even my boss. No, because I knew when I got home, I would get what I deserved. This all started about a week after I moved in with Tyler. Like Everything he was nonchalant about it. I came out and he was laying, ass naked on the floor, a cigarette in his mouth, jerking away as if not a care in the world. I tried not to look, but of course he knew. He sat up. "What, you never seen a guy jack off before?" I faltered. "Oh come on man. Don't give me that shit. You do it to. We all do it, we're just living in denial cuze the damn christens tell you it's a sin." Here we go, my afternoon rant. My life is complete. "Have you read their book recently. There's not a damn thing wrong with it. They trick you, lust is the sin my friends, not the act." "Yea, Tyler." What was I supposed to say? "Come here." "What?" I looked at him. "Come here." So I walked over and stood there. "Now sit down." I just stared at him. "Sit down." I sat down. "Now give me you hand." Again, I stared at him. "Don't make me say everything twice man." I put out my hand. He gave me this look, I can't even say, and then but my hand on his penis. I blinked. "See. No big thing." I had just touched another man penis. Was it a big thing?