After the October tenth storm, they’d had snow cover ever since. This was the third snow penis he’d dismantled of the season-the very early snow season, as the first squall had come through in late September. Then he took aim with his right foot, braced himself against the doorframe and kicked the sculpture into pieces before reaching inside for his shovel so he could deal with the balls. Opening the front door, he squinted into the sleet and wind. Putting his mug aside, Paul tightened his robe before stepping into his boots. The glans had a nice contour-the snow artist usually took the most time there. Big balls, but they’d clearly been joined to the shaft in a hurry. It had a bulging vein down the front, but it wasn’t as defined as usual. He perched on the edge of his sofa, sipping his coffee as he kept the curtain pulled back with his foot so he could assess today’s phallic offering.

When their anti-LGBT crusade spills beyond managing Paul’s love life and threatens the holiday festival, Kyle and Paul must fight for everyone’s happily ever after, including their own.Ī ten-foot-tall snow penis towered over Paul Jansen’s front steps. His ultra-conservative family wants him paired up with a woman, not a man with Logan’s rainbow connection. He’s loved Paul since forever, and this Christmas, since they’re both working on the Winter Wonderland festival, he might finally get his chance for a holiday romance.īut Paul comes with baggage. He’s twenty-five, not ten, and despite his effeminate appearance, he’s nothing but the boss in bed. Kyle is tired of being the town’s resident Peter Pan. No one, that is, except too-young, too-twinky Kyle Parks, who sends him suggestive texts and leaves X-rated snow sculptures on his front porch. No gay man within a fifty-mile radius wants more than casual sex. Naturally, he’s the last single man standing. Paul Jansen was the only one of his friends who wanted a relationship.

Sleigh Ride by Heidi Cullinan