Latex on the Winch
I parked my rig on the gravel shoulder just off the access road at Dragør, engine ticking down, and looked out at the flattest, most…
Car garage stories, from quick reads to long series. Most car garage stories here sit in fetish and group sex. Reads run 12 to 23 minutes. Writers to know: Shadow Writer, Linen Season and Garnet Switch. Readers usually start with “The Micrometer Adjustment” and “The Dock Timber Conch”. 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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I parked my rig on the gravel shoulder just off the access road at Dragør, engine ticking down, and looked out at the flattest, most…
Bo saw her before she saw him, which was a small miracle, because Tegan had always been easy to spot in any room.
My husband is thirty-eight years old and on the last Saturday of June he was doing forty miles an hour around a dirt oval at the Old Mill…
Virginia looked out the window as the Buick slid down the ramp into the underground garage.
I got to the Burrows & Son roastery at nine in the morning, three hours before the memorial was set to start, because flowers take time…
The track is mostly empty by the time I wander back to the pits.
I had been in this town eleven months and I could already name every boring hour of it.
I'm Iris Marten, twenty-four, and I've been hauling parts for Hartwell's Auto out on Route 9 for three years now.
I woke up naked in a bed that wasn't mine, with an arm across my middle that definitely belonged to somebody else.
The call came in on a Tuesday.
*This one is for anyone who ever wondered what happens when the fantasy meets the oil-stained floor.
*This story came from a desire to write something tender and slow, set in a world of grease and hay where love finds its own quiet rhythm.
Petra came up the metal stairs with a six-pack swinging in one hand and her jacket collar up around her ears, because of course the fog…
My name is Barbara and I turned twenty-nine back in March, which I mention because my ex-husband used to say I'd act thirty-five by the…
Tucker was under a pickup at the shop when his phone buzzed on the workbench.
I turned forty-four in March and nobody remembered except Cassy and the dental office, which sent me a card with a cartoon molar on it.
The rain had followed Hugh Oakley the whole way up the mountain road.
"You're late."
Rae here.
The gig ran long.
Shadow Writer, Linen Season, Garnet Switch, Lodge of Sundown
Car garage stories, from quick reads to long series.
Some stories are free to read in full, with no account. The rest open with a free preview; members read everything.
Most car garage stories take 12 to 23 minutes, and the average is 18. Sort by shortest to start small, or follow a series to get each part as it lands.