About Toy Box: Body Paint

by Misa Izanaki, Sean Michael, Andy Slayde & Ali Wilde
46 pages / 16200 words
ISBN-13: 978-1-60370-784-8
ISBN-10: 1-60370-784-0
Available file types - html, lit, pdf, prc, epub, Sony-optimized pdf

Intimate, sensual, and sometimes downright fun, body paint can be one of the best toys ever. In Painted Wings by Misa Izanaki, Max isn't sure what to think when his lover Ravi asks him to model for some photos. The photo shoot turns into a whole lot more when Ravi decides to paint angel wings on Max's back before taking the pictures, and Max finds out how erotic being painted can be.

Andy Slayde & Ali Wilde offer The Art of Seduction. It's been weeks since Zed and Alex's 'fight' over Alex's drawings. Despite the great sex, Alex doesn't want to risk a relationship with his best friend and has found someone else to explore his bisexuality with. Thanks to Zed, Alex has an idea for a new art project but no subject. Zed is more than willing. Will Alex take a chance and see he has something special with Zed?

And finally, in Hot and Pink, Sean Michael brings back the Jarheads for a fun romp in the sun, with paint. Dick has left a gift in Rock's locker at work. What's going to happen when the big guy brings it home and decides the best revenge is to actually use it?

Sample

Painted Wings
by Misa Izanaki

Max pulled his needle through the soft leather puddled in his lap. Leather was a bitch to sew by hand, but he’d rather do it that way than tear it up with his sewing machine. There wasn’t much left to do anyway, just a few inches to sew and the rest would be taken care of with a bit of Velcro and leather glue.

“It’s not exactly ‘period’ but I’m sure Aoi won’t mind.” Max knotted the thread he was working with and snipped the excess off with his teeth. Not that Aoi or any of the other dancers ever complained about his work. In fact, they all loved the costumes Max came up with and were constantly pestering him for new outfits. After all, how many strip clubs had their own costume designer?

It was a good arrangement for Max. Kale, the owner of the club, gave him a great work/living space in the basement of the club and bought him what ever he needed. On top of that, he got paid pretty well, too. Kale always said that it was compensation for putting up with all the crazy demands the dancers made. It wasn’t necessary, as far as Max was concerned. Most of the design requests he’d been given were pretty reasonable and it was always nice to see his creations on such gorgeous guys.

Max blew a bit of pale brown hair out of his eyes and spread the leather on his work table. The only tricky part about making costumes for strippers was that they had to come off easily, but Max had figured out a few ways around that. He squeezed a line of leather glue on what would be the outer seam of a pair of leather pants and patted down a strip of Velcro.

That would have to set over night so Max set the pants aside and pulled out the brocade pirate coat that went with them. Damn thing had over thirty buttons on it and Max really needed to get started on those. One by one, Max stitched ornate metal buttons onto the cuffs and front of the coat. It was tedious, but well worth it. The coat was going to be gorgeous when he was done.

“Max? You down there?”

“Yeah.” Max glanced up from his work with a smile. He knew that voice. “Hi, Ravi.”

“Hello, love.” Ravi stepped carefully through the cluttered workspace and up to Max’s chair. “I still don’t understand how you can work, let alone live in this mess. That boss of yours could at least let you have one of the apartments above the club.”

“Kale offered me one, but I’d rather be down here. I like being close to my work.” Max closed his eyes and leaned back. Ravi’s warm hands rubbed his shoulders and dug into the knots in his muscles. Oh, that felt good.