READ MORE: The Biggest Lover (ed. R. Jackson)

Bear Bones Books returns with a new erotica title: The Biggest Lover, a collection of steamy tales for big-boned chubs and bears, and their admirers. The first anthology of its kind, it features twenty-one stories from a diverse range of writers. It has taken too long for an erotica anthology to feature such men. As Girth & Mirth founding father Reed Wilgoren stated, “Just as people are coming out every day—men and women realizing their sexuality—new Bears and new Chubbies and new chasers are also evolving in the world. There have to be people waiting to embrace them and show them the way, much as who helped me to become what I am and who I am today.” It is our hope that readers who felt denied of attention and affection will read these stories and realize that love has no weight limit, no threshold, and neither should self-esteem.

Read an excerpt from 'Moby Dick' by William Holden:

My first sighting of this magnificent animal came at the most inopportune time. My crew and I had recently docked at Sag Harbor, New York, after a successful six-month fishing expedition in the Atlantic. My men were weary, and had many wants that could not be met while out at sea. Due to our earnings with such a lengthy time at sea, we were able to spend four nights at port. After docking and dividing the wages by rank, my men took off in search of stationary quarters—a preferred sleeping arrangement than the small rocking beds that we bear while out at sea.
    It was the end of our fourth day in Sag Harbor when my life took the unexpected course that begins my tale. My men, drunk on rum and sex, and broke from good food and even better whores, were boarding Syren and adjusting to the fact that we would be at sea for another extended stay. As tradition warrants, I stood starboard as the crew worked frantically to hoist the sails and maneuver the masts of my beautiful Syren.
    We were not more than fifty yards outside the Sag Harbor Bay when my eyes fell upon a creature so wild, so magnificent that it cared not who or what was watching it. I immediately instructed my crew to lower the sails, so as to slow my lady’s progress and to, therefore, give me more time to study this imposing creature.
    His movements were monstrous, strong, and fierce. He stood at the bow of a ship that we had passed not more than five minutes before. The ship that appeared dormant had suddenly been brought to life with the stride of the beast. He stretched his head upward as if reaching for the stars, and then to my utter delight and solitary pleadings, he removed his blouse. I let out an audible gasp at the sight of his chest. His immense, supple breasts were pale against the moon’s touch. The voluminous heft caused them to fall over his tight fitting stay. His nipples were large brown spheres against the bleached tone of his skin. His tits, which stood erect in the chill of the night’s air, begged to be touched, nibbled, or even bitten.
    I trembled with anticipation as I watched the great beast remove his breeches. Then to my utter surprise, he released the bindings of his stay. My legs, which have withstood many rough nights at sea, suddenly became weak as if they might give out at any moment. I was delirious with need and overexcitement as my eyes feasted on the girth and magnitude of the bounty set loose before me.

The Biggest Lover is out now from Lethe Press/Bear Bones Books. Click here to buy.