D.B. Tarpley's Amazing Ass Blog - Part 3
Greetings people and peoplettes.
Today I would like to talk about what disturbs me the most, and to that end I’m going to present two scenes. The first will eventually be part of a trilogy, a twisted love story involving two psychotics over a span of forty years.
(Warm and mushy…that is how it felt as he slid his penis in. The socket scraped a little on the sides but overall the feeling was exhilarating. THIS was vengeance. He slid out, wanting to make sure forensics could verify the act. He wanted the detective to know what he had done to his son.
It felt so good… it felt so good…it felt so…
“Ungh! What?”
His engorged member held fast, the baby’s ocular socket - a terrifying cock ring. He looked at himself in the mirror; Detective Ray Channing Jr’s corpse hung from his midsection.
His heart raced.
In the distance, sirens.)
An exercise in cringe to be sure, but to me, not quite disturbing. This plays as pure comedy in my head.
And this:
(James walked down the bus aisle. The big black junior was all sinew and beef; his father – a dojo instructor.
“What did you say to me punk?”
My seatmate Chan stuttered.
“You no do that.”
He was referring to being wracked in the balls by the cane James played with all morning. Most of the underclassmen felt its bite as they boarded. I had been lucky enough to escape by virtue of boarding first.
“Or what bitch?”
“I no bitch.”
James reared back his massive python at an upward angle and released.
“KI YAI!”
Chan was perfectly clocked in the eye and fell into my lap crying. The junior looked at me and this seventh grader looked at his lap. He smirked and walked back to his buddies, high fives all around.
I rocked Chan’s head as he cried; him with his bruise and me with my shame.)
This, THIS is what disturbs me…the naked human condition. This really happened to me and as such perhaps resonates more than some random baby fucker looking to get revenge. When I was writing Lick the Razor I tried to inject as much of this raw human emotion as I could.
Never fear, I am not going to go all Oprah on you guys. Rest assured that babies will be fucked and by the dozens. Just know that somewhere beneath all that glorious baby fucking there will be a decent dose of subtext.
I try to imbue everything I write with a nice healthy dose of my creamy rich essence.
Until next time, thank you and have an amazing ass day.
D.J. Tarpley's Lick the Razor is available on this website as a downloadable eBook or from other sites such as Amazon, iTunes, etc.
Comments
On Friday, September Sep 2013 Jim Wilson said...
“This dude has got spunk. I'd like to see him and Oscar De La Hoya together and on their way to a Mike Daisey gig. I think Db would eat them alive and put them on a bus somewheres.”
On Saturday, September Sep 2013 db tarpley said...
“Eating Mike Daisey would be quite an endeavor. I would need lots and lots of hot sauce. Oscar might be too lean and tough. But I am always up for a challenge. Thank you for commenting on my spunk. I used to not have spunk, then I picked some up at the local flea market and haven't been the same since. If you get the chance, I highly recommend it.”
On Saturday, September Sep 2013 Sal Shepard said...
“You sir, are sick. That was disgusting. You should be ashamed of yourself.”
On Saturday, September Sep 2013 db tarpley said...
“Oh trust me Sal, I am extremely ashamed. I should have never looked down at my lap on the bus that day. I should have stood up for my friend Chan, no matter what the cost. The incident helped shape who I am and how I act, and to this day there is no such thing as a fight I will back down from. I can take a beating and unless I am unconscious or dead I will be in your face, cock flying in the breeze ready to fuck your fucking shit the fuck up. ”
On Thursday, October Oct 2013 The Phoneix said...
“I remember reading that story. I thought you were ballsy. I didn't realize then that you are actually that twisted. You are the kind of psychological torture for sure. ”
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