27. Quid Pro Quo

Brandon had barely stepped out of his SUV before he started getting hard.  Anthony was waiting for him on the steps of the front porch.  He was wearing the exact same outfit he had worn so many months ago when Brandon had decided he could no longer deny his fetish.  The long sleeve t, the faded camo pants,…

Carpool

– A Horny Short – Christian groaned as the van glided out of the parking lot, nose raised toward the tow truck.  His ride home.  As if being equipment manager for the hockey team wasn’t glamorous enough, now he needed to find a way to make the forty-five minute trek back to campus.  He pulled…

22. Wrestling With the Truth

Brandon continued to help Anthony in his transformation of the farmhouse. As the days grew longer and the forsythia bushes burst into their vibrant announcement of spring, the house was starting to feel like a genuine, cared-for home. The hand-me-down coffee table was relegated to the wood pile to be consumed in the fire pit…

Off the Trail Spur

– A Horny Short – Not far outside of town is a decent walking trail. It meanders in and out of hollows and plays shyly with a creek, coming alongside it for brief moments before darting off again amongst the stands of birch and sassafras. And occasionally, when the leaves are at their fullest and…

21. Small Discoveries

Anthony sped down the road, humming to the radio and treating the wheel like a drum kit. Brandon marveled at his business-as-usual demeanor. A pair a sweatpants and fresh socks from his camera bag and he was good to go. If Brandon hadn’t been so exhausted from his recent exertions, he would be admiring the…

18. The Delivery Window

Don’t you work at Michaelis & Company?” Dell’s text broke though the monotony of the morning. Brandon generally loved what he did, but entering lamp serial numbers into a spreadsheet was making him want to put a oil rubbed bronze final through his eye. He smiled at the welcome distraction. “I do. Are you finally…

17. The Neighbor & the Pea

Three weeks had passed and the only communication between Brandon and Anthony was a perfunctory exchange of texts a few days after Anthony’s visit to the loft in which he ascertained that Brandon was feeling “much better, thanks.” Were it not for their unfinished business with the matter of Anthony’s living room furniture order, Brandon…

16. The Water Pad

There wasn’t much fun about the annual family reunion–at least not to Brandon. Happening one of the last weekends in August, it always heralded the end of another summer vacation and the dreaded return of another school year. It also meant a crowded pavilion full of people that he really didn’t know, but was expected…