About Kegs and Dorms

Written by Jane Davitt, Kiernan Kelly, Tory Temple, and Stephanie Vaughan
237 pages / 88000 words
ISBN: 978-1-60370-526-4, 1-60370-526-0
Available file types - html, lit, pdf, prc, paperback

The best time of a young man's life is when he hits the college scene. From figuring out the best way to meet guys on campus to testing untried limits, the men of Kegs and Dorms take university life and turn it upside-down. In Kiernan Kelly's "Secui Domus", clever Aidan thinks he has a solution for solving campus housing problems, and all he needs is a little help from his friends -- including the delicious Bobby Hatcher, who might just carry a torch for Aidan. 

Stephanie Vaughan's "Another Believer" takes a look at the train ride of a lifetime in which two college-bound strangers find they have a chemistry that can't be denied.  Tory Temple's "What It's All About", a rip-roaring adventure through Rush Week, tells the story of Max, who's out, proud, and confused. Last but not least, Jane Davitt's "Reading Between the Lines" tells the story of Seth and Gabe, the odd-couple-from-hell roommates who are either going to kill each other or fall in love, and it's anybody's guess as to which'll come first.

Review

CB Potts, author of Recovery, writes: There's the official reason we go to school -- the whole higher education, learn lots of stuff so we can make tons of money upon graduation logic.Then there's another reason, one that's perhaps not as well acknowledged, but certainly powerful: the drive to find people who like the same kind of stuff you do -- especially in bed.

That's what happens in Kegs and Dorms, a quartet of powerful stories by some of Torquere's best authors. This is a well-matched collection: all four stories are equally strong, and each has its own particular treat to leave the reader smiling.

Secui Domus by Kiernan Kelly is a long, twisting hot narrative about some young students-by-day-strippers-by-night who have an innovative plan to fund new quarters after their dorm was discovered to be full of asbestos. While I'm always up for a good asbestos-abatement tale, the real joy to be found in Secui Domus comes a little later on, where some surprising backstory leaves our narrator, Aiden, learning that sometimes life isn't as simple as it seems.

Another Believer by Stephanie Vaughan is a claustrophobic, intense tale, full of erotic detail and so sensory rich you can almost see the interplay beween David and Jonah as it unfolds. You think this story is as about as hot as it's going to get, but then Vaughan ramps it up another notch: not to be missed.

What It's All About features Tory Temple, writing at her finest. A simple tale of hazing in the woods starts in one direction, and suddenly twists in another, leaving Max not at all sure about his feelings for the incredibly hot and completely inconsistent Devin. Is the on-again, off-again man worth all the trouble Max is putting himself through?

Reading Between the Lines by Jane Davitt is my favorite tale in this collection. The dynamic between Seth and Gabe is confrontive and painful from the first word - -and Seth is determined to find out why. What he discovers will surprise you - and the smoldering sex scenes that accompany the investigation will make this story an instant re-read!

Overall, Kegs and Dorms is a strong, well written collection that develops one heck of an erotic whallop! Not to be missed.
 

Sample

From Another Believer By Stephanie Vaughan

 “Is this seat taken?”

David looked up and had to make a conscious effort to close his mouth.

“Uh, no. Go ahead.”

Shifting his feet, David shoved his backpack further beneath his seat and pulled his elbows in to make room.

“Thanks.” Little ripples of pleasure fluttered down David’s back upon hearing the smooth baritone, and maybe the cutest guy he'd ever seen sat down, tucking a well-worn duffel between his feet.

“No problem.” Trying not to be obvious, David cast a quick glance beneath his lashes at the long legs and muscular thighs settling in next to him. Late August in Southern California meant that daytime temperatures were in the eighties and nineties, and shorts were still the order of the day for most people.

The legs now stretched out beside him were lean and tanned, with a light dusting of reddish-blond hair. David tried not to gawk. He’d admired the view from behind earlier in the train station, casting admiring glances and doing his best to be discreet, even going so far as to offer up a brief plea to the universe that the tall man with the seriously hot bod would be on his train. He wouldn’t have had the hubris to ask that said cute guy would sit next to him. That would use up a year’s worth of good luck, and there was still the dorm and roommate lottery to get through.

The train was already moving, pulling out of Union Station and into the hazy sunshine that was L.A. in the fall. Forcing himself to look away, David tried to focus on the scenery, such as it was, and away from maybe the hottest guy he’d ever seen, let alone rubbed forearms with. The empty vista formed by the cement channel of the Los Angeles River, even with its colorful graffiti and eye-catching collection of debris, was no match for the nicely muscled arm that now rested near David’s. Not even close.

David’s overactive imagination had no trouble supplying him with scenarios for what he’d like that very attractive forearm to do, beginning with slipping down over David’s thigh and stroking firmly up and down his inseam a few times before cupping his crotch.

Aw, man.