– A Horny Short Series – The latch popped and the compact’s liftgate rose with the dual whir of struts heaving-ho. Ari stepped forward and immediately noted the absence of his boots in the small the cargo area. He stared momentarily at the dusty rubber mat, blinking as many of us do when trying to…
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Slippery Slope, Part 2
– A Horny Short Series – No fruit is sweeter than that which has been plucked from the forbidden tree. This revelation probably comes to most people fairly early in life. For me, it was at the age of fourteen. By that point I had spent an entire year polishing my joystick with any sock…
Wading & Watching
– A True Story (For Once) – Time on social media can be funny. It continually passes, we evolve along the way, yet if we fail to post about it as it unfurls, it leaves mysterious gaps for the reader. When I posted my last featured piece, I had only just gone out on my…
Damn Dog
– A Horny Short – Ross Kelly didn’t expect or even seem to want much from life. As such, he rarely gave thought to much of anything beyond what was happening in the moment. Now was no different. Completely lost in the thrum of the pressure washer and the rhythmic switchbacks of the wand as…
2.9 Well, That Was Unexpected
Before he could register what was happening, Brandon was backed into the kitchen counter. The kiss came impassioned, almost urgent. His hands scrabbled on the edge of the cool quartz as he moved to steady himself against the unexpected force. He could hear the soft thuds of tomatoes hitting the floor. But before he had…
First Obsession – Part 2
– 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…
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…
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…
Shoe Horny 