short-story
There was nothing Carla enjoyed more than dancing with Juan. Well, almost nothing. As the song was finishing, bringing that evening’s practice...
We always laughed that sex might as well be the punctuation of an argument, how, “the G-spot was easier to find than words.”...
My girlfriend Emily has gone up to Napa on a road trip with her friend, Sally O’Sullivan. Irish much? Anyhow, Sally likes...
photo: Viv Thomas My tenuous focus shatters as you enter the room behind me, but I’m more relieved than frustrated at the intrusion — I’ve been poring...
part two: sexual confidence My morning had been a long time of just sitting and staring at nothing while time passed. Eventually...
photo: Christopher Campbell on Unsplash A gay erotica story “You should contact Matthew Nettleton; he is the top luxury real estate agent around here.” Drake sighed. If...
The neon pink rides the windy surface while she tries to keep afloat, balancing on all fours, her tan knees and elbows...
The show was over and Jack went to check on Rachel’s post-show wrap-up. “What’s the deal, Rache?” She was sitting at her desk,...
I watched you get out of bed. As you gradually covered your glorious body, I lay in the warm spot you left,...
We are going dancing with friends, vanilla friends. You explained the rules before we arrived at the nightclub: I’m yours to touch...
