scabbard practice
The shop smells like leather and rosin, and I'm standing in the doorway holding a theremin case like an idiot.
Silver Syntax
Based in California. I started posting here to get the stories out of my head and onto a page. Expect Toys & Masturbation, Fetish, and Anal with grown-up characters (30s), specific places, and the morning after. Constructive comments and favorites are always welcome. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Silver Syntax
The Jukebox Prize
I wake up on a futon in my underwear and a borrowed T-shirt, in a room that smells like sawdust and somebody's cheap fabric softener, and…
Stranger's Toolbox, Secret Desires
The rental site said one cabin, one bed, one guest, which is what I paid for, so when I swung my truck up the dirt track at six in the…
Catering to You
I wake up in my crew cabin with chocolate on my mind.
Rival's Edge
The rain is coming down hard on Brody's windows and I'm standing in his doorway wondering, not for the first time, what the hell I'm doing…