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Cupid's Dart - 1. Cupid's Dart

To Saint Valentine, on his special day.

Jogging through the park, something stung me on my neck. Distracted, I tripped over a guy crawling out of a gap in the hedge that lined the path. I flipped and landed on my back. Winded.

He knelt beside me.

Sleek bronzed skin. Obsidian eyes flecked with specks of gold. Kissable lips. Curly black hair. Powerful shoulders in tank top. Muscular legs in flimsy running shorts. Delicious whiff of sex.

‘You okay?’

It took all my concentration to nod.

‘I'm Amoretto. What's your name?’

‘Atman. What were you doing in the hedge?’

‘Waiting for you.’

I felt relieved. The thought of having someone waiting for me sounded so beautiful, but I kept wondering why his head kept swelling and shrinking into a mist. Why was there a mist? I rolled onto my side and looked around. I was lying on soft grass beside a circular pool surrounded by slender marble columns. The sky was blue. A tiny temple on a grassy mound bore an uncanny resemblance to a drawing in my old Greek History textbook. Dense forest encroached on all sides, and a statue of an aroused satyr leered from the top of the stone steps behind us.

A gentle hand stroked my thigh.

I gazed into the handsome face. ‘Where are we?’

‘On the other side of the hedge.’

‘Why are we naked?’

‘It’s an insult to nature to cover perfect bodies.’

I tried to think about that, but his stroking was setting my body on fire; burning from the inside. The orgasm felt as if my buttocks were ripped apart, tearing me in two. An agonising ejaculation that drove every worthless thing I have ever thought or done from my body, leaving me pure, calm and fuzzy-headed, until... A rough slap on the side of my head and a timid voice asking if I was awake.

I tried not to be, but eventually nodded.

Then I was floating until the sweet smell of peppermint mouthwash opened my eyes to a dark face with a heavy five o'clock shadow.

‘I’m Dr Medic. Can you focus on my face?’

‘Yes, you are very handsome,’ I replied, surprised at the sound of my own voice.

‘What drug did you take?’

‘The drug of love.’ I laughed loudly.

No one else laughed.

‘What’s that on his neck?’ Another white coat asked.

Doctor Medic took some tweezers, fiddled and pulled, causing a short, sharp pain. ‘D’you know what this is?’ holding up a shiny object.

‘It’s a dart?’ offered white coat.

‘Yes. Delivered by blowpipe. Hollow and filled with tranquiliser to immobilise small mammals. Sometimes humans before a rape. Side effects are hallucinations and a sense of euphoria before blacking out.

‘Cunning.’

‘Very. First time I've seen one in this country. A colleague used to call them Cupid’s Darts.’

Copyright © 2020 Rigby Taylor; All Rights Reserved.

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Great and original start! Looking forward to more! (Aren't readers bastards? Looking for reward for almost no effort! Doesn't stop me!)

 

Thanks😁 

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24 minutes ago, Canuk said:

Great and original start! Looking forward to more! (Aren't readers bastards? Looking for reward for almost no effort! Doesn't stop me!)

 

Thanks😁 

Ah, Canuk, you're such a sweetie -- certainly not a bastard. You make writing stories worth the effort.

Not sure about this "Flash Fiction" lark though. Too short. No place for my polemics and tirades against all who don't share my opinions. So I think I'll resist the urge to pen a sequel.

[Pen a sequel! Huh, haven't used a pen for yonks. Don't think I'd be able to read my writing.]

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Hi Rigby,

so nice to see your writing - hope that means you and the mate are safe and the fires have not interrupted too much.

and while it may lack your standard polemics and tirades, it was a thoroughly enjoyable piece!

thank you!

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7 hours ago, NoSkis said:

Hi Rigby,

so nice to see your writing - hope that means you and the mate are safe and the fires have not interrupted too much.

and while it may lack your standard polemics and tirades, it was a thoroughly enjoyable piece!

thank you!

And many thanks to you, NoSkis for taking the trouble to write something so pleasant and positive! Yes, we are both safe and well, thanks, neither the fires nor recent floods affected us. It's sort of darkly exciting, waiting to see what the next catastrophe will be.

Cheers, R.

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