erotic stories

My Dad the InstaThot

This was Dad’s thing now, and since I’d moved back in with him it had become my thing by association. He’d gained over four thousand followers since he’d begun his #fitnessjourney, and now I was being conscripted to help document it.

In a Pinch

I didn’t know what to make of the look on Dad’s face when he came into my bedroom that morning…


My wife and I bought a cake for my son Aaron the night he came out to us. We were proud that he was confident enough to own his identity, so we celebrated. But when he told me, at age sixteen and a half, that he wanted to have sex with me…well, there was no cake, and no celebration.