Sunset Park Quotes

“Go to hell. I'm not playing this game with you."
"Who's playing? I'm just giving you what you want even if you won't say it. That's why you like me, right?" He ground harder. "'Cause I'll touch you when I want, without asking, and I'll do it right. But he treats you like you'll break. Doesn't like to get messy."
I flinched. "Don't use things I told you against me."
"So admit it," Raymond said, pushing my pants down. "You like me because I'm not scared to get nasty.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“So just let me love you and stop being a punk about it.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“At this point, I was afraid to find out the answers to those questions, but that wouldn't stop me from trying. Masochism was legit.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“Go away," I muffled out. "I'm busy."
"You look super busy."
"I'm busy willing multiple People to be hit by cars."
"Am I on the list?"
"No. But you could be."
He snickered.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“There was a rustling sound and two thumps that sounded suspiciously like shoes hitting the floor. Then David wriggled under the sheet to cuddle up to me. I tensed. David plastering his body all over mine wasn’t new—the guy was like a heat-seeking missile and seemed to constantly crave physical contact—but I was normally fully clothed for our impromptu cuddle sessions. Now, I had on nothing more than a pair of briefs. Not that he cared. He rubbed his face against my shoulder like a cat.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“I disentangled myself and flopped backward on the bed. “You sure about this, man?”
“Positive.” David climbed right on top, straddling me. He knew I’d never throw him off, even if I’d threatened to do so a hundred times in the past. Maybe he knew how much I liked it.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“I glanced down at the floorboards again and was finally able to make out the craved words without Raymond's shadow darkening the floor. In large unsteady slashes, it read: Nunzio & Michael '94.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“My dick twitched, and my hand drew up to the small of his back. I was sure he could feel my heart thump with an erratic rhythm while I wondered how it would feel to push my swelling dick into his ass. I swallowed hard, and David leaned back to give me a funny look.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“And I was just ecstatic about having contributed to him potentially hooking up with other men. Not.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“You'll kill each other," Michael noted. "You're OCD, and my brother is a slob."
"That's why it's perfect," I said, warming up to the idea. "He'll be my slave.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“It’s hard to cope if the world keeps moving when you’re not ready to rejoin it.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“Because tonguing his ass had fooled me into thinking I had a claim on it.   Raymond:”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“Don’t rush into anything if you don’t want to.” “I won’t.” Raymond stretched and said through a yawn, “But at least now I have some practice.” “Yeah….” And I was just ecstatic about having contributed to him potentially hooking up with other men. Not.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“My jealous streak ran long and wide and was strong enough to decimate small villages.”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“So… are you going to start using Grindr? It seems like you’re judging it, so I’m going to assume not.” “I haven’t decided yet.” There was a little twist in my gut. Warning signs popped up in my head screaming Danger! Danger!”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“Raymond’s body was so smooth and hairless that he looked more like a twink. A twink who would knock your teeth out if you called him one. “You’re such a pretty boy.” Raymond snorted and pushed my shoulder with one of his dangling feet. “Shut up and get me off.” “Yes,”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“More experimenting. Kicking back with him settled on my lap. Figuring out if I just liked nurturing my oral fixation or if I wouldn’t mind him tugging my dick while our tongues slicked together. And maybe his tongue could glide down lower. See how that felt with another man. The kid is a gold medalist at deep throating. I”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“In large unsteady slashes, it read: Nunzio & Michael ’94. I”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“The more I backed away, the less I wanted to stop watching. Nunzio getting railed was uncharted territory, and a little voice in my head kept whispering, I wonder how that feels…. Judging by the high-pitched, frantic noises elicited from Nunzio’s mouth, I was going to assume it felt damn good. Michael”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“That was how I knew Nunzio used to refuse to take it up the ass. But he was doing it now and looked strung out on it. And that kind of made me feel funny. In all the ways that funny meant horny as hell. I”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park

“Slather your cocks well.” Not”
― Santino Hassell, Sunset Park