What porn gives vs. what it takes from you in return? - by Foolishmind

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This article is part of the June Writing Challenge on the topic "What porn gives vs. what it takes from you in return?" The winner will be announced the first week of July. Members may submit entries up till July 1st!
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What porn gives vs. what it takes from you in return?
by foolishmind (PA)

This is a short fictional essay where Porn is depicted as a boxer. The story is told from the Boxer’s perspective. The Trainer is Joe who depicts the Porn Addict.

My name is Porn, and I am a featherweight boxer. Joe has just met me recently, and admired my talents. Since he first saw me, he has been training me for a couple of hours every day. He doesn’t want anyone else to see my talents just yet because the time isn’t right, so he tells me anyway.

Sometimes he gets really busy, so we don’t have time to train, so I might have to wait for his call, it could be really late at night when everyone else is sleeping. But I don’t mind, I love watching his face gleam when he is working me, I can hear his heart beat pound.

I’ve noticed recently, our usual quick training sessions doesn’t seem to satisfy him, so we’ve been upping our work. He said im just not doing it for him anymore, so I realised I have to step up my game. I show him some thundering right hooks and amazing footwork, something he’s never seen before. Yeeeah, that got him going again. I need to keep my trainer excited in me; I don’t want him to lose focus on me.

Our training sessions are going on for hours now; he keeps working me hard until he gets his high. I don’t mind, I like Joe, he really enjoys the time he spends with me and he’s spending a lot more time with me now.

His girlfriend is giving him grief at the moment; he said we have to take a break from training for a while. That’s not fair. I need to train, and I need to get stronger, I need to win a fight, and be champion of the world. He said I can anyway.

Joe came back, I knew he would. He spends more time with me than his girlfriend now. Good, what can she do for him anyway, he’s working with a champion here, I just keep showing him new moves, he just can’t believe it.

We’ve been training for years now; I’ve upped my class to super middleweight. I am awesome. But Joe is getting on my nerves now; he is saying that he has given everything up for me, and ive just taken it all. I didn’t ask for his time, he found me remember. He said if he doesn’t stop training me, he is going to lose his girlfriend. He said I should hide out for now.

I’m sitting in Joe’s garage, waiting for Joe to come back home. I can hear his girlfriend walking around; hope she goes to sleep, so me and Joe can train. Oh no, his girlfriend is coming into the garage…

Well she saw me, and she screamed, she had to know, I cant be kept a secret, I told her everything, I told her about all our training sessions, I showed her all my moves.

She’s left the house now. I think she took a bag.

I can hear Joe’s car pulling up, great, just me and Joe now, we don’t have to hide this now, surely im ready, and I want that fight.

Well…that didn’t go well. Joe just broke down, he blamed me for everything. He said if it wasn’t for me, he would still have his girlfriend. That’s not my fault! He got me really mad, he was never going to show me to the world, and he just kept me for himself. He is such a liar.

It’s been a few days now, me and Joe haven’t met at all, it’s never been this long. I’ve been locked up here in this garage for days. Wait I can hear something….

A couple of cops are coming in….

Oh no, Joe is gone, I don’t think he could take anymore, He said it was me that killed him, but come on, how can that be? The cops came into the garage and were rummaging around, so I stepped out. At first the cops were shocked. They asked who I was. I told them that my name was Porn. They started laughing, and checking me out. They then started calling me Joes dirty little secret.

That got me mad, I told them I was the world’s best boxer, and I looked amazing. The cops said I am nothing, and Joe was living in a dream world, which is probably why he took his life.

I’m really confused now. Did Joe take everything from me? Or did I take everything from Joe?