I had to move out of my home of the last ten years when the man I loved told me he didn't love me anymore. I had expected us to one day marry. Instead of asking for my hand in marriage, he asked me to move out. No explanation why, just that he no longer loved me. Heart broke and wounded, I did. I took my dignity and what meager belongings I had and moved in...
I'd never noticed feeling physically attracted to a guy before, and I was staring at him without realizing it-- both of us were pumping gas near each other at a local quick market late one summer night. He was shirtless, with a V-shaped torso, cut muscles all the way up from his tight-waisted, low-slung jeans to his rounded delts; he was clean-shaven, his lo...
Author's note: This is erotic fantasy and completely fictional. The main character, Jack, is a fictional, generic social media star / influencer, and is not a real person. As always, would love to get feedback in comments and messages. ***** For Jack, moving back to his hometown was risky, but something he really wanted to make work. He'd spent years build...
If anyone would have told me last summer how much my life would have changed in a year, I would have thought them mad. To my immediate family and coworkers, little has changed. Whether at home, at our in-laws, or at the office, I still act no differently than I ever have. But that's pretty much what it is -- an act! In a short span of time, I have found out...
We've probably all gone skinny-dipping one time or another in our lives, enjoying that feeling of absolute freedom provided by swimming naked. Of course, nude swimming isn't allowed in most places, so you either have to find an isolated beach, have a private pool or know someone who does. When I was a kid, my buddies and I used to go skinny-dipping in the lo...
After 7 years of being a caregiver, I was sad but wiser when cancer finally stole the great love of my life. I was 62, widowed and an empty nester. Time was my friend, I was free of chemo, doctor's visits, and hospice. It was time to mourn, and then it was time to move forward, to live. No disrespect but I had 7 years to prepare for this day, anticipatory gr...
Tom had been lying on the bed, eyes closed, listening, trying to make sense of the sounds, the smells, the hardness of the bed -- something that was difficult to do through his sore head. He had a headache like a migraine, but more -- what felt like a cut, or a gash, or a graze. He was unsure of how long he lay there -- he had woken up, and things were wrong...
Gradually, Jesse woke up from his deep, dreamless sleep. As he came to it occurred to him that he felt only one warm body pressed against him instead of two. He glanced around and saw Miguel sitting in a chair, now wearing shorts. Miguel heard some rustling sheets and looked up from his phone. He smiled when he saw that Jesse was awake. "'Morning, little...
Colt is starting to sweat so much that he's pretty sure no amount of dry cleaning is going to get the stains out of his shirt. Curse of being well dressed, and singing practically non-stop for an hour and a half. But practice makes perfect, and Colt isn't about to give up on aiming for perfect. Well. Really, really good at least. With the studio recital com...
This is a book-length work, so not every chapter will involve sex. If you're just looking for a quick wank, this may not be your story. Thanks for reading! ===== "Sorry for the surroundings. This was the only place on the ship with enough room for us to meet and have the space to work." The murmurs and shifting from my crew quieted as I talked. "First, I...