It's been a long time and I don't think I know how to make love anymore but night after night I have sex with the most beautiful man on earth. It's good, the orgasms are intense, shattering, thrilling, to the point of exhaustion. I'm breathing heavily and sweating out of every pore. The pleasure runs from blood to skin, from skin to blood, to my brain. Another electrifying orgasm. This brain orgasm being the last in the chain; it's the icing on the cake. He dominates me. He transforms me. We're two perverts who love each other in absence.
(Translated by Cristina Șuică / University of Bucharest, Faculty of Foreign Languages and Literatures, MTTLC, year II / Corrected by Silvia Petrescu, coordinator of the translations)Real Fiction is a collective project started in 2013 by Florin Piersic Jr. The concept of Real Fiction continued to exist as a Facebook group, after a volume of stories was published at Humanitas Publishing House. (In March 2022, the group has 8,050 members.) The authors write ultra-short stories, with the texts limited to 500 characters (in Romanian, so the length of the English translation might be a little different) - a flash-fiction exercise on a topic that changes every few days. The group's coordinators are Florin Piersic Jr., Gabriel Molnar, Răzvan Penescu, and Luchian Abel. (Drawing by Adrian T. Roman)
Versiunea în română a acestui text se poate citi aici, în rubrica Ficțiuni Reale. 
