Orientation Quotes

“Never judge a book by its cover, eh? Unless it has two dudes on it with one clutching the other’s chin while they gaze into each other’s eyes. Judge that: it’s a boys’ love, and it’s going to be hot.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“big cocks, small cocks, green cocks, blue cocks (Dr. Seuss would be proud)—”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“We had chemistry from moment one. Something about his body and my body, it just works. And I mean, he has an okay personality, too.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“I’m starting to get all teary and weird, but I’m determined to continue acting like an asshole so that nobody can see how emotional this is making me.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“Church leans in, hands on his thighs, his cock erect and so obvious that I can’t seem to draw my eyes away from it. From him. Do penises have pronouns? If so, this one is a He-Man-Yes-Sir with a capital H.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“The other boys clink their biodegradable plant-based plastic cups (this is Colorado, okay? it’s all biodegradable)”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“We’re going to go fuck. Enjoy the rest of your night!” he calls out, and I groan, burying my face in his neck. “Why are you so terrible?” I murmur, but I like him this way and he knows it.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“They used to. Not so much anymore. Once Creed started acting out and being a dick, they realized it was better to separate us in their minds.” Miranda picks up her hotdog, ketchup dripping across the table, and takes a bite. Food tonight is pretty standard American fare: burgers (beef as well as vegetarian, black bean patties I believe), hot dogs (also meat and vegetarian options), salad, chips, cupcakes. Nothing overblown or extravagant like I expected. I sort of assumed we’d be having a stuffy dinner at one of the fancy restaurants in downtown Bornstead. This is better.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“A new cookie jar that looks like a red and white circus tent, some plants with trailing green tendrils, a set of Ouran High School Host Club anime figurines.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“Windsor sits forward and picks up his tea as he examines Zack. Among them all, I think these two get along the best. Windsor and Zayd come in as a close second. The worst pairing? Probably Windsor and Tristan. Or maybe Zack and Tristan. Hmm.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“Don’t shortchange your spirit for practicality.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“He lifts his attention to mine with a charming half-smile. It’s all cocky bullshit, but I fall for it anyway. That’s my problem: I like their bad behavior too much to take their devil horns away entirely.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“I guess I had to learn my lesson before I got to you, and then learn my lesson again after you and … fuck. I guess I just have to be beaten over the head with shit before it sticks.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“You’re mine, Marnye Reed. I told you that I was content to let you keep your pets, and I am, and I won’t fight you on that. But it doesn’t change the reality of what this is.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“There aren’t even words in the English language that could properly describe that mouth. At best I’d call it obscene. On a different day, I’d say it was a storm just off the harbor. Sailing into it is a terrible idea and yet, it seems suddenly okay if the ship does sink.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“Why does wrong feel so good sometimes, like a dirty breath after drowning in clean water? That’s what it is. Entirely essentially, but also probably poison.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“Ranger ignores me as Church leans in, hands on his thighs, his cock erect and so obvious that I can’t seem to draw my eyes away from it. From him. Do penises have pronouns? If so, this one is a He-Man-Yes-Sir with a capital H.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“Tristan. Vanderbilt. I mean, she may as well date Dracula. Not a modern-day urban fantasy Dracula, but like the original guy who gets his head cut off and his mouth stuffed with garlic.” “That was Lucy, not Dracula,” Church corrects because—shocker—he’s the only one who’s actually read the original 1897 novel.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“Zayd walks backward, flipping around to face the newcomers, a packet of licorice materialized in his hand that he got from God only knows where. He smacks as he chews and then grins, pointing at them.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation

“I’ve learned from past experience that fretting possible future troubles creates a tumultuous present.”
― C.M. Stunich, Orientation