About Toy Box: Vibrators

by S. Blaise, Alex Marcus-Jacobs and Chris Owen
36 pages / 16300 words
ISBN-13: 978-1-60370-658-2
ISBN-10: 1-60370-630-658-5
Available file types - html, lit, pdf, prc

Sometimes a man just needs a little help from his vibrator. That's what this Toy Box has in store! In Caught in the Act, by Alex Marcus-Jacobs, Tom decides to stay at the dorms over the winter holiday. He's been looking forward some privacy and a chance to try out his gifts to himself, several interesting looking vibrators. What happens when he's interrupted just as he's getting things started?

In A Hand from Eros and Venus, by S. Blaise, Kieran goes into a sex shop for the first time to pick up a vibrator for his best friend as a gag wedding gift. He's a little nervous, but shop owner Mack is more than ready to help Kiernan out in any way he can, including a demonstration of the products. And in Discreet Packaging, by Chris Owen, when police detective Cort Strang receives a discreetly wrapped package, his lover Gallagher is eager to find out exactly what it is. Both men are surprised to find sex toys. That doesn't stop them from trying them out, though!

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Discreet Packaging
by Chris Owen

Detective Cort Strang got all the way from his car to the front door of his apartment building before he realized he had a shadow. To be fair, he hadn't had any expectation of being followed and wasn't looking for anyone to be on his tail. Plus, his arms were full of things, so he was distracted by simply trying to get home without dropping his supper. Along with the two bags of food from the Turkish deli, he had a folder with notes about his pet cold case, and a six pack of beer; it was all he could do to walk in a straight line, let alone keep an eye out for someone following him when he was just trying to get home.

"And you call yourself a detective." The Irish in Gallagher's voice was as light as a feather but just enough to be an identifier before Cort saw him. He moved ahead and pulled the outer door open. "I've been behind you since you left the station."

Cort nodded his thanks as Gallagher let him pass into the entryway. "You have a very boring life, if you're following me around for kicks. One would think that case work would keep you entertained." He struggled to get his keys from his pocket without dropping anything, the cramped space between the glass doors and the security doors overly full with two detectives and all Cort's stuff. "Could you...?"

Gallagher took one of the bags and waited patiently while Cort checked his mailbox before letting them into the building's hallway. He was quiet, not saying anything at all as they walked slowly toward the elevator while Cort flipped through his mail, and that was what registered with Cort more than anything else.

"Oh, God, did we have plans?" He stopped, fingers on a parcel claim card, and looked at Gallagher properly. "I'm sorry. Crap."

"Relax." Gallagher shook his head and smiled slightly. "No, you haven't forgotten anything. I just wanted to see you. If it's a bad time, I understand."

"You look tired." It was an understatement, and now that Cort was paying attention, he took a longer look and catalogued all the things that were slightly off of the norm. There were deeper lines at Gallagher's eyes, his hair was a little too long and lank, and his shoulders had a distinct slump. "You're back on the perv patrol." Gallagher worked computer crimes and rotated in and out of tracking sexual predators.

Gallagher didn't deny it, merely lifted one shoulder. "I also realized I hadn't seen you in a week, so here I am."

Cort pushed the elevator button and leaned in to kiss Gallagher's mouth. "I'm glad. Come on, you can help me eat all this take-out and we'll watch a game or something. Take your mind off it."