Male Couple Novels & Stories

“You’ve changed your mind? That’s wonderful! The military will send someone to pick you up in ten days. But Aurora, I have to remind you again. Once you join this mission, your personal information will be erased. Your husband… with his extreme need for control… will he agree?” Hearing her concern, I froze for a moment. Marco really did have an overwhelming possessiveness toward me. We grew up together. The Vitale family was always busy with mafia affairs, and the previous Don raised Marco by his side. However, no matter how chaotic things got, Marco always made time to see me. As I was a light sleeper by nature, he searched the entire world for bedding, personally testing everything just to

Papa Quinn and Mama Quinn, the anchors of the family, shared knowing smiles, witnessing the enduring love that had unfolded under their roof. Nathan and Ella, a couple whose journey had weathered the storms of life, stood as a testament to the resilience of true love. Six years of marriage had woven a tapestry of shared dreams, challenges overcome, and countless moments of joy. The couple radiated happiness, their commitment to each other echoing through the halls of the mansion.

I still had a lot to learn about living in this new family. Once, I whispered his name, but his response came too quickly, almost like a different person. Still, I brushed it off. What could possibly go wrong? It was our marital bed, with my in-laws in the same house. Surely, they would have complained, especially since nothing ever escaped their ears and eyes. Things became more tense. I could no longer tell whether Kenny was changing or if it was simply my imagination. Even his scent changed. Some days he smelled of cinnamon, other days citrusy. I even confirmed his cologne, but found nothing unusual.

” “Thank you and we’ll talk later.” “Of course we will. We always do.” One of those married people's smiles came over his face and she could tell his words had another meaning. She saw make up sex in the future for them. She found it warming that there seemed to be such familiar bonds between these people. The leader of their pack came to see his friend before going home to his mate. A married couple working in a hospital.

he asked, not looking at me. “Alyse, yes, she is my Mate” I confirmed. He spun his head and gazed at me for a moment. “Where is your male?” “There is no male. It’s just us, me and her” “Alone? Just two females?” he asked again. He didn’t sound appalled or angry, he sounded confused or, more so, interested. “Yes, a lesbian couple. No male”.

~~Julie~~ My husband, Ryan, is standing on the karaoke stage, making a fool of himself. His shirt is unbuttoned halfway, his tie long abandoned, and his cheeks are flushed from too much whiskey. “And I………will always love you…..” he sings, closing his eyes. His voice is terrible.

Emma paused the video and stared at her husband's face frozen on the screen. He looked terrified. Not guilty. Not angry. Terrified. That realization unsettled her more than anything else. For two days, she'd convinced herself that Daniel was living a secret life with another woman and child. The evidence certainly pointed that way. But now... Now something wasn't adding up. A man having an affair didn't usually look like that. A cheating husband didn't talk about people dying if the truth came out. There was something much bigger hidden beneath the surface. Something dangerous.

As husband and wife. Forever.

Inside ten minutes I was laughing and holding my own in the conversation. There was music, and eventually people were dancing. Most of the couples were same sex, but not all. I watched two young men dancing together, their arms around each other, each gazing into his partner's eyes. They shared a tender kiss, before the shorter one rested his head onto the other's shoulder. I couldn't take my eyes off them, and eventually Mitch wrapped me in her arms from behind. "What do you think?" "It's beautiful. They're beautiful." My voice was thick with emotion. Man, I wasn't the weepy kind.

He didn't object as I stripped, fell to my knees in front of him, unzipped his jeans, and got him hard. And he definitely wasn't complaining as I lay him down on the bed, slowly lowering my sopping wet pussy onto his erection, then rode him to two orgasms before he came inside me. My husband and I have a good sex life - we knew how important it was to keeping a marriage alive, especially after kids. Nothing fancy, or kinky - just two healthy adults with a strong attraction to each other. I enjoy sex, Aaden enjoys sex. If it ain't broke, y'know?