A twenties something young stud is tired of the effort and expense to get laid by very young, hot, virgin or almost virgin beauties who demand to be romanced and wined and dined and given expensive presents before they will let him in their pants. But then he stumbles on an article about cougars which reorients his whole strategy. A different twist from my usual story themes of cheating/whoring wives or incest of all types. Hope you like it.
Somewhere in rural Tennessee there is a derelict truck stop and gas station that has turned itself into a male brothel that delivers its goods in the guise of a candy shop. The most delectable sweets there are fourteen-year-old boys. Wanting his sexy and willing fourteen-year-old ward, Corey, to have the most memorable initiation possible, Jack, who, at a handsome twenty-five is welcome at the brothel as well, takes Corey to the Candy Shop for sweets.
Billy Harris signs on as the scout for a cattle drive headed to Abilene on the original Chisholm Trail in 1867. Along the way, he mostly makes use of his much more popular talent with the ladies, and his men friends learn a few things, too. This is a short story with a lot of shootings, but little of it is gunpowder.