About The Spice of Life
Author: Julia Talbot
Word Count: 3000
Page Count (pdf): 12
Date Published: 04/18/2018 – first published 2007
Publisher: Turtlehat Creatives
File Types available: pdf, epub, mobi
When Brian stops on the way home from the grocery store to grab a few adult toys, his lover Colin is completely unaware of what he’s in for. Thankfully, Colin loves Brian’s games, even if they involve plugs and more!
This story was previously published in the Plugs Toy Box collection.
Look at that sweet man, just sleeping away, ass in the air and head buried in the pillow. I love how Colin sleeps. He does it just like he does everything else. Full tilt, nothing held back, snores filling the air of our bedroom.
He’s naked, because it’s warm, and our old house doesn’t hold the cool air, even though he put in a state of the art air conditioner. That’s his day job; heating and cooling. The chinks in the walls and the gaps in the windows are my job, he says, which is true enough. I’m a framing carpenter by trade. Too bad for Col I’m a lazy bastard when it comes to my own house.
Not too bad for me, though, because he’s glistening with a fine layer of sweat, and that just makes him look like something out of a high class porno mag.
My cock, which has been half hard since I stopped by the local adult bookstore on the way home from getting groceries, perks right up to full hardness, pointing right at that ass like it knows what it wants. Which it always does. The adult bookstore thing is probably not what most folks think. Oh, like most gay men I know, Col and I have a few toys lying about, mostly cock rings. But we buy a fancy-assed brand of lube that only the Fallen Eden carries.
I look down at the box in my hand, and my cock throbs. I have no idea what possessed me to buy what I did today, but hey, a little spice is never a bad thing, right?
Colin sleeps right through me stripping my clothes back off. The man could sleep through a hurricane. He did, in fact, sleep through the house across the street burning to the ground at three am, just last year.