Young Love, Young Lust

By Alex Exley

This novella is about Brian and Liz, a college-aged couple trying to navigate the rocky terrain of a young relationship. Liz wants a stronger commitment from Brian; Brian likes Liz, but he’s young and horny and wants to play the field. After experimenting sexually to try to find some common ground, neither is sure what they want anymore.

The story is told from alternating points of view, and some of the action repeats as we see it first from Brian's and then Liz's perspective.

Word count: 17,000.

"Young Love, Young Lust" is also available in the collection of stories "Tales of Love & Lust" by Alex Exley.

Contains adult content and descriptions. Not intended for persons under age 18.

Cover photo by Dave Hare.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Alex Exley
• Release date: Oct 7, 2011
• ISBN: 9781466158733

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Young Love, Young Lust

by Alex Exley

Copyright © 2011 Alex Exley and Humburger Publishing, Inc.

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Names, characters, places, and events are the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Cover photo by Dave Hare. See many more of Dave’s photos at http://femaleform.moonfruit.com

Also available by Alex Exley: Tales of Love & Lust, a collection of stories featuring over 56,000 words of exquisite erotica for only $2.99.

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Young Love, Young Lust

Brian walks out of his Contemporary Lit class and trots down the concrete steps and onto the bustling city sidewalk. He walks briskly at first, wound up from sitting through a ninety-minute class, but the warmth of the sun grabs him and he slows to take it in: springtime in New England, everything coming to life after the long, cold winter. Cars speed by with renewed vigor. People move with greater buoyancy in their step, joy in their expressions. Even the hulking subway cars rumble down the tracks with a hint of sprightliness. And the girls—the girls simply shine.

He sits on a bench along the sidewalk and is quickly reminded why this is his favorite time of year: sweaters, coats and scarves have been replaced with skimpier attire. Glistening legs and sumptuous breasts form a moving panorama of intoxicating flesh. It drives him crazy just thinking about it.

He looks at his cell—astronomy lecture in thirty-five minutes. He won’t be attending. That was the risk of taking a mid-afternoon class spring semester of senior year. Instead he scurries across the busy street and sits at a restaurant’s makeshift patio on the sidewalk. He orders a pint of beer and flirts with the waitress. She graduated last year, she says, and now waitresses while working on her art, though she’s applied to several grad schools. I’m thinking about law school after taking a break for a year, he says. Only a bare bones conversation, but it fills him with satisfaction, with desire.

He finishes the beer and orders another. It feels like drinking a glass of sunshine. He props his feet on a chair and spreads a newspaper on the table, though mostly he just watches the passing people, daydreams about the women.

A girl he knows walks by, notices him, stops to talk. Shannon something—he’s not sure of her last name. He occasionally sees her at parties, and she’s in his astronomy class. They frequently sit near each other in class with a group of people they both know. I don’t think I’ll be making it to class today, he says, holding up the glass of beer. She smiles, says it’s so nice out she wishes she could blow it off, but she’s missed the last two lectures. She checks the time on her cell phone. Still too early for class, so she steps over the chain that separates the tables from pedestrians and sits with him.

They commiserate about their astronomy class, an intro lecture they thought would be a breeze, but requires more effort than anticipated. Shannon wears a short denim skirt and a short-sleeve collared shirt. As they talk Brian glances between her legs, as far up as the light allows. Her fleshy inner thigh beckons him. He imagines gripping the supple muscle with his fingers, caressing it with his lips, as he moves inward. Does she notice his lascivious glances? Maybe she enjoys the attention. If she does notice, she doesn’t say anything, just helps herself to another sip of his beer. Let me buy you one, he offers. She pretends to fight the temptation, then says she can’t, she should really get to class. As she leaves she suggests they study together for the next test. Between the two of them they should do okay, and it’s more fun than studying alone.

His stomach flutters as he watches her walk down the sidewalk and across the street. What he wouldn’t do for a piece of that. Those smooth legs, that taut ass. You don’t see tits that size with such a sweet ass every day. Damn, he says aloud to himself as she walks out of sight.

He considers ordering another beer, but he’s too worked up now and needs release. He chugs the last few gulps and pays the bill. Walking down the street, he takes out his cell and calls Liz: Are you at your apartment? I’m coming over. No, I’m not going to class. Be there in