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Black Alex

excerpt: Privilege

My thighs wrap tightly around his neck. His head is between my legs and I’m squeezing with all my might. The guy’s about to get off and this is how he likes it. I don’t want an explanation. Extra tight around his neck until he can barely breathe, an extreme head crunch. He turns a dark shade of pink. I squeeze harder; my legs begin to weaken. I don’t go to the gym enough. He senses me giving out and whispers that we can take a break, if another half-hour’s added on. Can I last that long? He stays the extra half and I make it through his happy ending. It’s a long Saturday afternoon, the Saturday before Christmas.

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The Brooklyn Rail

NOV 2021

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