The Taste of Never Ending Summer

One summer afternoon, years ago, three friends found a fleeting moment of bliss that meant nothing at all. “I’ll go in if you guys go first,” she said, her voice a challenge and an invitation. All three of us stood on the rock looking down at the smooth lake with...

A Sweet and Sloppy Threesome

We were in the middle of drinking through her sorrow when she kissed me. It had been a rough afternoon with a lot of tears as she told us about her breakup, and we poured whiskey into the wound like we had a prescription. We laughed in the quiet moments, and we tried...

A Horrible Threesome

“I want you to be mean,” she said. “Both of you.” I smiled at him as we leaned back, rethinking our approach in a simple exchange of glances. We spent six minutes and thirty-two seconds negotiating just what “mean” meant to her, and then we were done. We got up off...

An Easy Threesome

I remember in college a random dude on my hall saying something like, “No one has ever actually had a threesome. People just talk about it.” And I’m sure I sounded like an asshole telling him I had probably had five or six? It was hard to count but they were fun and...