Here’s an excerpt from AN INFATUATION by Joe Cosentino releasing today by Dreamspinner Press!

February 4, 2015

Here’s an excerpt from AN INFATUATION:

One Friday afternoon I accidentally ran into my hero in the boy’s locker room. I’d had enough of the big guys banging me into gym lockers, pushing me into cold showers, and hanging me from the gym ropes. So I was on my way to give Mr. Adoni a note from Dr. Dlorah excusing me from gym class for the remainder of the school year (due to my highly contagious disease being studied by my doctor in Guatemala, where he could not be reached for the next year).

The locker room smelled of an odd combination of soap, cologne, sweat, and desire. Mario was getting ready for football practice, standing at his gym locker without a combination lock on it. Nobody would dare to break into it (Except for me that one time I smelled his jock strap. Okay maybe it was a few times, but not more than ten.). Mario slid his T-shirt (red today) over his thick, black hair and threw it on the nearby bench. No longer harnessed by cotton, his arm, back, chest, and neck muscles swelled to full size. I was half hidden behind the adjoining row of lockers, wearing my usual green and blue flannel shirt and brown corduroy pants. Mario, who wasn’t looking in my direction, said something really beautiful to me that I will never forget. “Hi.”

“Did you just? Oh. Hi. Hello. Good afternoon. Nice to see you. I mean, change with you.” I looked down at the floor (but cheated a bit) as Mario kicked off his boots, slipped off his jeans then threw them in the lucky locker. His red underpants (briefs) revealed ample manhood. This is better than the newspaper’s underwear ads!

“Good gym class today with Mr. Adonis, I mean, Mr. Adoni.” Did I just say that? “Harold High.”


“High.” How can I get my pulse down to 260?

“Hi.” Mario reached into his locker for his sweat clothes.

Shouldn’t people be doing that for you? “Oh, my last name is High. Like a kite.” How can I stop my arms from waving like an airport flagger on speed?

“Mario Ginetti. Like nothin’ else imaginable.” Mario smiled, revealing a row of perfectly white teeth, and held the sweat clothes in his hands as if he was mortal.

“I know. I watch your body play.” Why can’t I stop talking? “I mean, I watch you play … football … on the field … in your football outfit.” I feel like Michelangelo with his David!

As Mario put on his sweats, I continued to sweat.

“I’m voting for your body … I mean I’m voting for you for president of your … our … the student body.” I need my jaw wired shut. “I’m your lab partner in Chemistry class. Ms. Hungry’s class … I mean Ms. Hunsley’s class.”

His olive-colored face glistened as Mario’s face registered recognition—of me! “I thought I knew you from somewheres. Hey, thanks for doing the lab reports.”

“It’s my honor … I mean my pleasure. It’s fine. If you need help putting up posters for your campaign, I can … ”

Having just tied the laces of his sneakers, Mario stood absolutely still. He looked at me as if he was staring into my heart and somehow knew what I was feeling. “I gotta take a wicked piss.”

Can I watch?

“Thanks for helping me out, Buddy.” He slammed the locker door and left.

He called me, Buddy! My heart was as soft and silly as putty that Mario held in the palm of his hand like his soap on a rope.

Locker Room

Now that you know a bit about my new novella, I’d like you to think about your first infatuation. There’s nothing more powerful. Remember how, when, and where you met? What feelings did it evoke within you? What happened when you made contact? How did things progress, or not progress. Write your story in a paragraph and post it here today along with your email address. I’ll select the one that tickles my infatuation bone the most and email you a free electronic copy of AN INFATUATION releasing today by Dreamspinner Press!

10 Responses to “Here’s an excerpt from AN INFATUATION by Joe Cosentino releasing today by Dreamspinner Press!”

  1. Angela says:

    Wow you ask a difficult question, i will try and write it down but please keep in mind that english isn´t my first language.

    My first real infatuation was with a boy i saw everytime my father and me brought my mother to her work at a restaurant (he was the son of the owner). I was about 14.
    I had a hugh crush on him and shy me couldn’t talk to him directly so i send him a letter telling him of my feelings and asking for a photo of him, he send me a letter back with his photo :) and we did write each other letters during a couple of months but unfortunatly that’s how far it got. a couple of months later my mother stopped working there and i didn’t see him again :(

  2. JoeCosentino says:

    Angela, that’s a sad story. Maybe one day you will see him again!

  3. JoeCosentino says:

    AN INFATUATION just got another rave reviews on the Multitasking Mommas Review site. Check it out:

  4. Angela says:

    Hi Joe,
    No not sad, just a teen story i´m sure we all have them. As for seeing him again i have no need i´m a happily married woman and i think i rather have my memories of him the way he was then, because i know that sometimes reality doen´t live up to the memories.

  5. Waxapplelover says:

    Wow, that’s a great question and really takes me back. I’ve always been shy, and it took a really great teacher to help me out of my shell. Of course, shyness definitely doesn’t help when approaching someone that you’re interested in knowing better. So I’ll cut a long story short and state that it never really progressed anywhere, especially as I found out that TWO of my good girl friends also had crushes on the same guy. Not wanting to break up friendships over a guy, and also kind of because we were too shy/scared to say anything, we mutually decided to just not pursue anything.

  6. Trix says:

    I went to Catholic school, so once in a while there would be free-dress days (maybe twice a year, not often) where we could wear normal clothes instead of uniforms. In second grade I remember suddenly noticing this boy and his striped t-shirt (don’t ask me why) on free dress day. He had these really long eyelashes, too. I had a big crush on him for ages, but not only was the feeling not mutual, he was so painfully shy that I wouldn’t have been able to tell anyway. (I remember bumping my elbow against his one day and thinking how brazen that must be.) Finally, in fifth grade, buoyed by Judy Blume’s THEN AGAIN, MAYBE I WON’T, I wrote an anonymous love note and slipped it into his desk after school. The minute I shut the desk top, I didn’t like him that way anymore. But, of course, I couldn’t riffle through his desk. Plus, everybody knew it was me, since my handwriting was so bad. I got teased for quite a few years after that. He’s still in my hometown, married and a nice guy (though he looks a lot different than he did).

  7. JoeCosentino says:

    Waxapplelover, Nice story. A teacher helps out Harold in AN INFATUATION too. Let’s hear it for teachers.

  8. JoeCosentino says:

    Trix, Sorry you were teased. I’m glad he was a nice guy though.

  9. JoeCosentino says:

    Trix, While each of the three stories (thanks Waxappleover and Angela!) of infatuation were terrific, I’ve selected yours to receive the free electronic copy of AN INFATUATION. Congratulations! Please go to my web site at and email me your email address and format preference (PDF, e-pub, or mobi) so I can email you your prize. Everyone else, I hope you buy AN INFATUATION (only $.499!). I know you will love it!

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