The Fiery Boys (A Sample)

I was about to get dressed when something dawned on me. That voice was familiar-it sounded like River. Could it be? The desk clerk had recognized me, and would certainly know if River had previously checked in. Did he give me this key because he thought we were hooking up?

I noticed that the bedroom door had drifted open a little, allowing the barest slice of light to emerge. Was River Sticks in the next room with his secret lover? I needed to know.

Since I was wearing nothing but panties, I picked up my open-sleeved blouse and slipped it on, not sparing the time to button it. I couldn't wait to find out if River was here, and if so, who he was with.

Besides, a coarser part of me, which still hadn't been satisfied tonight, wondered if I could get in on the action. Why get completely dressed when there might be a hot lover waiting for me? Yes, I know I'd been refusing three-ways with Chuck all week, but this was River. For him, I'd do just about anything. Don't judge me!

I disguised my voice in a deep grunt, pretending to be the room service waiter. "Thanks." I even opened the suite door, made foot-shuffling sounds, and closed it again. Then, I tiptoed toward the bedroom to see who was in there. Oh, I was being very bad.

Through the crack in the door, I could see a few inches of the room, and as I shifted from side to side, more of it came into view. I slowed my search when I found a mirror, which reflected directly onto a bed. And on the bed I saw a man's feet and legs. I continued to scan upward so I could see more of his body, which definitely looked like River's. When I got to his head, I knew I was right.

My heart started to pound, and my mouth went dry. River's naked body entwined with his lover's, moving like liquid heat. Back in high school, I used to masturbate to his poster, but watching the real man was so much better. My hyper-aroused state shot into overdrive and I dipped a hand into my panties. I knew it was wrong to watch, but my hormonally agitated brain wouldn't be denied.

River rolled on the bed and his lover came into view. As she turned her face to me, I watched carefully, ready to learn the truth.

That's when everything screeched to a halt.

I knew this person. River's secret lover was very familiar. And even more shocking, River's secret lover was a man. Gabe.