Ultimate Undies & Sexiest Soles on sale, with Tables of Contents

Am*zon has the pages for Ultimate Undies &
Sexiest Soles, and if you scroll down enough past those fantastic covers, you'll get to Rachel Kramer Bussel's introductions and the Tables of Contents.
And when you're done lerking at those pages, head on out to a LOCAL INDEPENDENT bookstore and show that you like to buy queer books! If you're in Philadelphia, that's gonna be Giovanni's Room or Robin's. If you're in Brandon, it's Briggs Carriage Bookstore. And if you're somewhere else, go to BookSense and find one near you.

My story "Storm of Me" in Ultimate Undies

from "Storm of Me"
I got my first transmission today: a packet of emails I can’t respond to, a news report, a mission update, which was the only reason for the transmission. I spend hours and hours monitoring the seedlings and still have hours and hours to stare out the portholes at the curving, blue halo of Earth or into the black. I wish I’d brought something other than Ulysses because I even though I have nothing else to do, it’s still practically unreadable. I should have brought the collected Steven King.
There’s another problem developing, too: I’m as horny as I’ve ever been and there’s nothing to do about it. I spent most of day two jerking off and except for the novelty of cum sluicing through the capsule in zero gravity, all that’s happened is that I’ve rubbed myself raw and am still painfully hard.
I got an email from a couple I’d fucked around with, people who lived in my building, that had naughty innuendo but nothing really sexy. I fantasized about the last time I was with him, with the guy eating out my ass while I fucked his girlfriend. And soon enough I was poking out the front of my flight suit, my cock pointing straight out in between halfway between the two thick nylon straps. If only there was room for porn in on board computers.

Read more about Ultimate Undies & see the Table of Contents over at Lusty Lady, RKB's blog.

"Skate Shop" in Sexiest Soles, coming out July 1, 2006

from "Skate Shop"
The customer had taken a seat on the bench in front of the sneaker shelves, and had kicked off his torn canvas slip on.

“I’m sorry to ask you, but can you help me get it on?” He looked down at his cast, and said, “I broke my elbow, too.”

Dave bent down on one knee, and lifted box lid. “Do you want the left one, or the right?” The customer chose, and Dave grabbed the hell of the torn shoe and pulled it from his foot. The guy’s foot smelled a little sweaty-sweet, and Dave smiled as he leaned in and finished lacing up the shoe.

“I’m sorry I don’t have a sock, but I couldn’t get it on.”

“No problem.” Dave pulled a thin white disposable sock from a tissue-style box and stretched it over his foot, trying not to make contact with hit.

“My feet got scraped, but not too bad. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt. I really appreciate it this.”

Dave reached for the guy’s foot again, holding it firmly with the heel cradled in his palm. The disposable sock was soft against his hands. He had loosened the sneakers as much as they would go, and guided the toes in, and easing the guy's heel over the hell of the shoe. When it was in, he squeezed the heel and said, “how’s that feel?”