Story Orgy Monday - Sweet Meet part one

Howdy, Story Orgy fans. Happy Monday to ya! I have some great news for you *smiling and wiggling in chair*. The winners of the Story Orgy Christmas in July contest have been selected. While all the entries were stellar, the SO writers grabbed 5 outstanding prompts like kids tearing into gifts under the tree. These lucky winners will each receive a free advanced copy of the e-book anthology containing all 5 Christmas in July stories. Every Monday through the month of December, the writers will post a "chapter" of each story, and in early January everyone will be able to purchase the e-book anthology containing all five stories. The lucky winners and their SO writer are:

JAMES - road ranger (the men who help people with flat tires on the highway) / hurt deer / veterinarian office -- Beverly Smith

HANK - pianist / mountain lodge / mistletoe -- Jessica Pullum

LEE - librarian / Under the Christmas tree / ball of yarn -- Cooper McKenzie

EM - Chris Kringle / snow lodge in Aspen / big red bow -- Danny Bottoms-Johns

HAVAN - toy maker / snowed-in cabin / Christmas wrapping -- Myristica Onenine

Congratulations to all five winners! Now all you have to do is sit patiently and wait for December.

Don’t get too settled yet. There’s more great news! Story Orgy’s very own Lee Brazil has a new book being released this Friday at Breathless Press. That’s right! Mark your calendars and we’ll go get it together! It’s the third book in his Truth or Dare series, titled Giving Up. Whoo Hooo! Keep ‘em coming, Lee!

Now, are you ready for the story? See that picture? That’s the SO picture prompt for the week. Yummy, huh? Yep…Jade Basier is terrific, isn’t she? She has awesome taste and outstanding talent. *Waves* Thanks, Jade!

Don’t forget to jump over to the other blogs when you finish this sweet read. You’ll definitely want to see how the other SO writers were inspired by the pick. Here you go. Enjoy!

Sweet Meet

Oscar had moved three times in the past four years, and it never got any easier for him. It was always the same, strange places, curious faces, and men always trying to get into the bedroom. Or anywhere else for that matter. Oscar had always been attractive, but his beauty was more than just skin deep.

“Did you get the last towel?” A grumble jabbed at him from a few feet away.  

Oscar tried to respond as politely as he could, without sounding like a wimp. “No, but mine is barely damp if you need it.”

“Don’t you get smart with me, you fucking newbie.” The guy’s cruel pitch took Oscar by surprise.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” A voice chimed in from the other side of the locker partition. A handsome well-built gentleman walked around the corner wearing nothing but his birthday suit, pointing. “Don’t you ever let me catch you treating a teammate like that again, do you hear me?”

“Of course.” The complaining quickly came to a halt. The surly guy turned and left.

“Thank you…umm.” Oscar raked his fingers through his hair and he stood to greet the stranger, catching the towel that fell from his waist. Trying not to give any inclination he admired the rescuer’s low hanging balls and matching prick. “My name is Oscar-”

“Yes. I know. It’s Oscar Silveira.” The team captain held out his hand in greeting. “Welcome to the swim team.”

Oscar felt an awakening, as if his soul had caught fire.

“I’m Elias Cardozo.” The man’s warm smile and glimmering eyes melted Oscar’s heart.

Elias sat on the brown cushioned bench next to Oscar, looked to Oscar as the corner of his mouth tipped up. “Don’t worry about these guys. They’re more bark than bite.”

Oscar snickered at the remark. “So, what do you guys do for fun around here?”

“Simple life here. Work. And occasionally I play.” Elias stretched his legs out, his shoulders rested on the wall. “What do you like to do?”

“I’m new in town. Don’t really know what to do around here.” Not wanting to look like a whiner, Oscar thought it best if he just got dressed and called it a day. He stood and tossed his towel into the hamper in the corner.

“Wow.” Elias breathed a heavy sigh. His eyes fixed on Oscar’s crotch.

“What?” Oscar turned to his locker, grabbed his gym shorts and t-shirt.

“You’re just…handsome. That’s all.” Elias headed for his locker. “I know. I shouldn’t have said that. I’m sorry.” Elias didn’t look Oscar’s way, but instead rounded the corner from which he first came.

Oscar watched as Elias’ round ass turned the corner. He threw on his clothes and tried to catch up with Elias, double-stepping all the way, not realizing Elias was right on the other side of the dividing lockers.

“Ahem.”

Oscar’s bare feet stuck to the tiled floor, nearly causing him to topple forward. He turned toward the direction from which the sound came.

“Where are you off to in such a hurry?” Elias pulled his shorts on and grabbed his shirt, shutting the locker with his elbow.

He knows damn well where I was going. “The way our conversation ended didn’t feel right. I just wanted to-”

“I’m hungry. Would you like to grab some burgers?” Elias’s grin was irresistible.

Taken back by the question, Oscar knew what he had to do. “No thanks. It’s too hot for burgers. Besides, I have to stick to my diet if I’m ever going keep weight for swimming.”

“Perfect. Come with me then. I have the fixings to make a terrific grilled chicken salad.” Elias threw his arm around Oscar’s shoulder, guiding him toward the exit sign.

“Are you inviting me to your place?” Elias stopped walking and looked at his feet.

“What’s wrong with my place? And where are your shoes?” Elias’s chuckle broke the tension.

“Yeah, I was in such a hurry to catch up with you earlier, I completely forgot about my shoes.”

“Well, let’s just go back and get them then.” Elias turned in a wide circle.

Elias’s arm never moved. Oscar’s shoulders became a bridle for Elias.

Right before they reached Oscar’s locker, Elias turned Oscar and lightly backed him into the lockers. “If you only knew what you do to me.”

Elias’s lips lingered over Oscar’s, making his senses reel. Oh my god. Oh my god. He’s going to-

“Wait.” Oscar’s hands cupped Elias’s smooth face. Elias’s dark brown eyes gazed back and Oscar’s voice dropped to a whisper.

“Your place.”

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Aww…these boys are so sweet. I can’t wait to get them home. I bet they’re very hungry *ahem*. Let’s go see what my SO brothers and sisters wrote this week. C’mon…follow me – click.

Em Woods - http://authoremwoods.com/

Hank Edwards - http://hankedwardsbooks.com/blog/

Havan Fellows - http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/

  Lee Brazil - http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/