– A Horny Short – Most people with interesting fetishes can recount the first experience that cemented their proclivity. But much like a first kiss, these defining moments are not often synonymous with the most remarkable ones. Derrick was no different. His life promised to be filled with boys and rubber boots…and better, boys with…
Author: Ryan Bacall
First Obsession – Part 1
– A Horny Short – Derrick knew the first time he saw Simon Glass wear a pair of rubber Hunters to school that his life would never be the same. All the other kids had worn puffy insulated boots with shiny material that made them whisper and whine against each other when they came trekking…
2.7. Best Laid Plans
Brandon felt the splatter of the August-stiffened grass beneath his sneakers as he broke into a jog across the back yard. He wasn’t sure if his pace was quickened by a desire to catch Kyle before he had prematurely sprung the trap, or so as not to miss a single moment should he blunder into…
Is This the Real Life, or Just Fantasy?
In about one week, this website celebrates its first anniversary. A lot has happened in that time. With 60 posts, 54 of which are short stories or chapters of my continuing saga, a lot of characters have been born, and numerous fantasies have been penned—well, typed—into being. I’ve come to learn a lot about myself…
2.6. Seized
Brandon’s blood was a hissing metronome is his ears as the RAV ascended the slope toward the farmhouse. Seeing Kyle today was far sooner than he had planned. He doubted the patch of ground he had painstakingly churned for the occasion was sufficiently saturated from just one summer downpour. He had envisioned testing it himself—even…
2.5. First Steps
Anthony glanced at the top corner of his cell screen. Where the bars were supposed to be was nothing but dashes—just a few stitches of white pixels to announce the promise of solitude. He couldn’t suppress a smile as he looked up at the green-gray leaves hissing in the hot sigh of the September afternoon….
2.4. Baiting the Hook
Twelve-year-old Brandon had never been fishing before. But Timmy had insisted. Timmy was about his age and often spent summers with his grandmother, who happened to live next door to Brandon. Between Timmy’s carefree, gung-ho attitude and the fact that he had a small, kid-sized spincast reel that looked like it had been manufactured by…
Edging
– A Horny Short – The paint roller blazed a sticky highway of pale green up the smooth gray walls of the Hollingsworth foyer, announcing its wet progress like the lapping of a dozen tiny tongues. Trevor looked up from his perch atop the ladder and watched as his mentor deftly pivoted the end of…
