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Ever wonder what it's like to use a sling? Love the idea of weightlessness? Well, welcome to the Slings Toy Box! In The Boy's Decision by CB Potts, Bobby is Richard's sub, and he loves his master very much. The problem is that Richard's former sub Rory keeps interrupting their lives, trying to get back with Richard. Will Bobby solve the problem when Richard lets him run the show one night?
In Two Months' Pay by Sarah Colter, Jesse and Callum are sometime wrestlers with Cross Wrestling. When Jesse spends two months' pay on a new toy, Callum thinks Jesse has lost his mind. Jesse suggests that Nathan and Javier join them, but will four wrestlers and a sling add up to an evening of mind-blowing fun? Finally, in Support System by Anah Crow and Dianne Fox, Denny's a race car driver who's been in a terrible accident. He's feeling down, and it doesn't help that his lover Sully is still on the road. When Sully
shows up during a break, he tries to make things easier for Denny, whose leg is still a mess. Sully comes up with a plan, but will Denny be willing to try? See what boys with slings get up to today!
Excerpt:
Support System
by Anah Crow & Dianne Fox
The walk from the cab to Denny’s condo seemed interminable. He hated crutches, hated his ruined leg, and hated his whole life. It was hot out, sweltering, even the sidewalk was sweating: Denny’s favorite weather until the crash. Now, sweat was searing the wound on his lower right leg and making his crutches chafe up in his armpits. It took so long to get anywhere.
Denny struggled up the steps and let himself into the blessed cool of his condo, where no one could see him. Breathing hard, he leaned against the door. He’d have to go lie down in a minute; his foot felt like it was going to explode.
He headed for the couch. He planned to collapse and die there until he had to eat or drink or piss too badly to stay there any longer. He thumped slowly down the hall -- why did he buy such a big condo? -- and into the living room, head down.
“Hard day, sugar?”
Sugar. Damned if Denny hadn’t missed that word, that voice, but he was still disappointed to hear it. “What’re you doing home?” He leaned on his crutches and glared at Sully. Sully was supposed to take himself on the road and make them some money while Denny lay around and tried to get better from this damn leg injury.
“Nothing doin’, sugar. Break between races. I got a couple three days before I gotta get back.” Sully grinned, pretty pink lips twisting up at one corner. Sully eased up on Denny like Denny was a skittish colt and reached out to brush his thumb over Denny’s cheek. Denny shied away from the touch. He had a few scars here and there, now, since the crash, and he didn’t see much pretty about himself anymore. “What kinda welcome home’s that, anyhow?”
“The kind you get when you decide to come by when I don’t even have time to grab a shower or nothing.” He was happy to see Sully. That was the damnable thing.
Sully made Denny hot in the belly and weak in the knees, with his deep red hair and his sugar-candy smile. There he was, larger than life, wearing nothing but a little pair of cutoffs, showing off tanned skin sprinkled with freckles all the way from his nose to his broad shoulders and spilling down his big, bare chest. Denny loved Sully so much he made his own damn teeth hurt with it, but he didn’t want Sully home right now. Not while he was a cripple still leaking blood and goo all out of a hole in his leg.
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