Blush

Blush

By Blake Avery

1. Shane

CHAPTER ONE

Shane

I fucking hate Valentine’s Day.

It’s a stupid holiday some sap in love made up to make the rest of us peasants feel like shit about ourselves. Cupid? Please, that asshole has never struck me with an arrow, never thawed my frozen heart into a beating organ of undying love.

No, this holiday is complete and utter bullshit. And why is there so much pink? Pink hearts, pink glitter, pink roses, pink, pink and more pink. Gag me. I don’t need any of it anyway. I just need a new fleshlight, some sexy lingerie, and an endless buffet of snacks to refuel my solo sex marathon.

Maybe it’s just me though. I’m still salty about that Valentine’s Day. The day my life changed forever, the day everything came to a screeching halt and I was left to fend for myself in a heaping pile of horse shit.

Yeah, I’m bitter, sue me. My ex-boyfriend, ex-best friend, ex-everything, Jace, up and left me... on Valentine’s Day. Who the fuck does that? After years of friendship, first times, vacations, and planning our lives together, he left me. And for what? A woman? Fuck him. I hope they both get what’s coming to them.

I sure as shit wasn’t expecting it. I was living my best oblivious life. Leaving college, rising as the best queer DJ in the city, and partying every weekend. I had been growing into my true self and not apologizing for it.

Well, in hindsight, maybe it was a little bit my fault. Maybe I left Jace to his own devices too often and just wasn’t enough for him. Maybe dressing in sexy lingerie made him realize he wanted tits, the real ones, and that too was my fault. Fuck me, I guess I got what was coming to me too.

I chose not to accept any bookings tonight. I didn’t have it in me to watch the happy couples grinding on the dance floor. I didn’t have it in me to watch them kiss and grope each other. I didn’t have it in me to admit to myself that I wanted that tonight too.

Whatever. Too little. Too late. It’s long been past time to move on but today, Valentine’s Day, isn’t the day to worry about it. I have big plans tonight, plans that involve me getting my lazy ass out of bed and going to the sex shop.

Sexy time awaits and the sooner I can get off, the better.

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