Light Touch

by Chris Owen
10 pages / 3500 words
Available file types - html, lit, pdf, prc

Jake isn't really into using props when he and Tor have sex. So when his buddy Elias tells him about the joy of feathers, he pretends the whole scenario doesn't interest him. Doesn't keep him from buying a few of the fluffy things when he gets a chance, though, and trying them out on his long-time love. See what the Bareback boys get up to tickle their fancy! Previously published in the Feathers Toy Box.

Sample

"Feathers." Jake stared at Elias for a long moment and wondered exactly what kind of weird-ass twilight zone he'd fallen into. He'd just been doing his job, feeding the horses and trying not to step in too much shit, and then suddenly Elias was blathering on about feathers. The story had a girl in it, too, but Jake did his best to ignore that part.

Elias grinned and nodded happily. "Feathers, man. And this sweet stuff, tasted like honey. Felt like talcum powder, though. Purely optional, but trust me on the feathers."

Jake shook his head and dumped grain, wondering if he could escape to the loft for a bale of hay or something. "I don't need to hear this story," he said as Elias grabbed a rake and started mucking out one of the stalls.

"You not only need to hear it, but you fucking owe me, Taggart. I heard a hell of a lot more than just stories when you and Tor were bunking across the hall from me."

Sadly, that was true enough, and Jake stifled a sigh. "Why this story?" he complained. "I don't want to hear about you getting all weird with a bunch of feathers and some girl you picked up."

"And you think I have it easy, working with you?" Elias snorted, dragging soiled straw out of the stall.

"We don't tell you about it," Jake said, refusing to look at Elias as he checked to see who needed fresh water. "And we're not across the hall anymore."

"Oh, right. And you and Tor are all vanilla and respectable. Christ, you'd think I was telling you about whips and shit instead of a harmless feather."