In sexuality and romantic attraction, there is no such thing as abnormal; this is normal. For those who are new to the world of sexuality and romantic attraction, welcome. I'll be nice and easy to understand, I hope. The difference between romantic and sexual attraction is that sexual attraction or sexuality is more primal; who draws you in appearance-wise. Romantic attraction is who draws you in personality-wise and who you see having a relationship with. We also can't assume that there is just straight, gay, and bi. People have evolved, so let's dive in.
It was her eyes. Something about the way they moved across the floor searching for someone, for something. It was as if they were calling me. I could not help but stare. Then her eyes caught mine. My heart stopped for a brief moment hoping it was me she was looking for; then they shifted and I sank back into the dreadful beer I ordered. Man it was horrible, but it was cheap. I decided to head out, another night without a woman in my bed. I grabbed my coat, tipped the waitress and walked out the door, but not without getting a chance to look into those eyes again. They were ocean blue. But they had found what they were looking for, her boyfriend, or husband. A man that was not me.
After a few last-minute jitters, she knocked to find Samantha’s brilliant smile on the other side of the door. The jitters immediately disappeared.
Maura and Scarlett had been skirting around their feelings for a while. They met at a coffee shop six months ago. They ordered the same coffee, which turned into a playful back and forth.
He blocked them. They got their period 3 days ago and it was none of his business to know regardless of their affiliation with each other (though they should have told him anyway). He blocked them.
I will be using the term "straight men" as I write this piece, so before I get any backlash, let me just say, I know—hashtag not all straight men. And technically, I probably shouldn't just be saying "straight men." I should be clarifying that I'm referring more generally to cisgender straight men, or more specifically, probably those who would identify as allocishet.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Sky asked Nathaniel as the young businessman was about to dash out the door. Sky's tone was playful with sultry undertones, that masculine friskiness that Nate had come to know so well.
She walked up and gently pushed me into the wall, wrapping her arm around my waist, pulling herself closer to me. She looked me in the eyes, waiting for permission to kiss me. I nodded breathless. Wanting to feel her body, I pulled her closer with my hands, feeling the curves of her body.
I decided to drag my ass to the gym for the third time this week, surprisingly. I was naturally thin, so the only thing motivating me to go to the gym was wanting muscle, which I wasn’t in a rush to gain. I scanned my key card at the door, and soaked in the usual gym stench. My eyes gazed through the gym, scanning the patrons who had decided to show up today. I shuffled with my heavy duffel bag into the locker room.