Tag Archives: hitchhiking

Flashback Friday: The Hitchhiker

This story, originally written in fall of 2020, was originally for Patrons only and is now available for all as part of Flashback Fridays, the first Friday of the month.

Jakob was spoiled, yet lonely. A trust fund baby, he had grown up learning how to manipulate others to his own advantage. Some might even call it covert hypnosis, the way he could seemingly charm anyone to do anything.

During the shutdown, he could only spend so much time out by the pool, so he went online and began to truly study the artform and how he might be able to better use it to his advantage. He knew too many would be with him solely for the money, so as lonely as he was, he wanted someone who could truly be part of his life.

As restrictions began to ease, the privileged young man decided to go for a drive.

On his drive, he spotted a young man hitchiking, a considerable ways away from a broken down vehicle that had been on the side of the road.

As the sweaty hithchiker introduced himself as Breckin, he also explained that few cars had gone by and the few that had were not willing to stop for a man they feared.

Little did Breckin know it was Jakob that should have been feared; then again, perhaps Jakob was exactly what the lost soul needed. Either way he was grateful as Jakob pushed play and the music helped his body, sore from walking, to really relax.

As he dozed off, he had strange dreams about being a poolboy.


Continue reading Flashback Friday: The Hitchhiker

Flashback Friday: Lost & Found

Previously only available to Patrons, all can now enjoy this story with slight edits as part of Flashback Fridays! Original here.

Caleb wasn’t entirely sure what had led him to pack a bag and hit the open road that day. He felt like he simply needed to go on a hitchhiking adventure, but yet he also felt like he had to go down a certain road instead of stand near a highway with more traffic. It was as if a part of him felt lost, yet a voice deep inside of his head was telling him exactly where to go.

And though the road had little traffic, a few cars had stopped and asked him if he needed a ride. “No, I’m just going for a walk,” he’d end up responding. “Thanks for stopping though!”

He wondered why he kept telling them that when he knew deep down he was meant to hitchhike, but none of them felt right. One was a trucker that seemed like he’d probably want a favor. Another, a mom with some noisy kids. None felt like someone he wanted to hop in with.

It was warm enough to take off his shirt, revealing an incredibly toned physique, but still early enough that he could comfortably enjoy being outdoors.

More vehicles stopped after this, but he continued to politely decline and insist he was on a walk. Yet any time he tried to think about why he was there or if he should go home, his mind started to become fuzzy.

The only thing that felt right was to keep walking, occasionally breaking to stand to the side when he saw a vehicle approaching. Why did he think he needed to go hitchhiking, but kept turning down rides?

Such questions muddled his mind some more, and he just kept walking until he saw a sleek black car approaching. This time was different than before, as the music coming from the rolled-down windows sounded strangely familiar. He immediately began to feel optimistic that this would be that one, as something about that music made him feel safe.

Why was his mind still muddled though? Why did that music call out to to him? He needed to know why it sounded so familiar. He needed to talk with the driver.

Continue reading Flashback Friday: Lost & Found

Lost and Found

Caleb wasn’t entirely sure what had led him to pack a bag and hit the open road that day. He felt like he simply needed to go on a hitchhiking adventure, but yet he also felt like he had to go down a certain road instead of stand near a highway with more traffic. And though the road had little traffic, a few cars had stopped and asked him if he needed a ride. “No, I’m just going for a walk,” he’d end up responding. “Thanks for stopping though!” It was warm enough to take off his shirt, revealing an incredibly toned physique, but still early enough that he could comfortable enjoy being outdoors.
Yet any time he tried to think about why he was there or if he should go home, his mind started to become fuzzy. The only thing that felt right was to keep walking, occasionally breaking to stand to the side when he saw a vehicle approaching. Why did he think he needed to go hitchhiking, but kept turning down rides? Such questions muddled his mind some more, and he just kept walking until he saw a sleek black car approaching. This time was different than before, as the music coming from the rolled-down windows sounded strangely familiar. He needed to talk with the driver.

Continue reading Lost and Found