By Blair Mastbaum
Lambda Award-winning novelist Blair Mastbaum and author Will Fabro have prepare a enjoyable and edgy anthology of sizzling new fiction by way of younger homosexual writers. With works through Mastbaum, Fabro, Mark Edmund Doten, Michael Tyrell, Sam J. Miller, and extra, Cool factor has whatever for everybody.
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Ryan smiled. “Doooo as I say,” he hypnotizes, his hands up in a puppet-master mime. ” Luke smiles weakly and nods. “It bothers me. A lot. ” *** At lunch—and they usually spend the lunch hour in the library in the company of nerds and ne’er-do-wells— Luke keeps up a low-toned stream of dialogue. He’s been doing “research,” studying up on all those school shootings to learn from the mistakes of others. “Blah blah Klebold, blah blah Jonesboro,” Luke says. Ryan’s not really listening. He’s looking around at the kids doing homework, probably worrying about GPAs and class rank and SATs.
The once endless forests of Douglas-firs and spruces are now half-destroyed, hacked from the ground for cheap profit and greed, turned into clear-cuts, the most hideous way that land can look, really scary to come upon, like I did once on a hike. ), forgetting my shitty life because of endorphins, and then, there it was: a stream that didn’t know where to flow, lost in a sea of fallen pines. It was so truly hideous, so ugly and so evil it took my breath away. Really. I couldn’t take in air. I fell to my knees and jacked off right there on the barren mud, somehow thinking that my come would fertilize the soil again and make the giant pines return.
I held a switchblade to his throat. His pants were already loose on his waist and I tugged them down. Skinny, white ass; aren’t you going to say anything? qxd:Layout 1 38 7/9/08 11:25 AM Page 38 COOL THING didn’t stop me. I slid right in, burying my dick to the hilt. Resist fucker! Resist!! I rammed him against the dumpster a few times, shook him, but he didn’t say anything, didn’t moan either. I wasn’t sure why I even bothered with the knife. Half of them were prostitutes when they had the looks.