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 'Filled' by Tom Farley
He was propped up on his elbows. He held the little pie in front of his face.
“You take a bite when I tell you. Only when I tell you. Like this.” I squeezed a handful of his thigh. “You take a bite only then, you got it?” He nodded. His butt quivered as he moved.
“Yes, I understand.”
“And then you swallow when I do this.” I squeezed again. “If you have a mouthful, you swallow. Not until I signal. If you don’t have a mouthful, you take a bite.” I slapped his ass lightly, and he jumped. “Yes?” I asked.
“Yes! Yes,” he said, nodding vigorously enough to make his butt shimmy. “Yes, I understand.”
I lowered my face to his ass, and he shivered at the puff of my breath on his crack. I spread one cheek as I grasped the fold of thigh, ready to squeeze. “All right then,” I blew at his sphincter. “Bite.”
He was propped up on his elbows. He held the little pie in front of his face.
“You take a bite when I tell you. Only when I tell you. Like this.” I squeezed a handful of his thigh. “You take a bite only then, you got it?” He nodded. His butt quivered as he moved.
“Yes, I understand.”
“And then you swallow when I do this.” I squeezed again. “If you have a mouthful, you swallow. Not until I signal. If you don’t have a mouthful, you take a bite.” I slapped his ass lightly, and he jumped. “Yes?” I asked.
“Yes! Yes,” he said, nodding vigorously enough to make his butt shimmy. “Yes, I understand.”
I lowered my face to his ass, and he shivered at the puff of my breath on his crack. I spread one cheek as I grasped the fold of thigh, ready to squeeze. “All right then,” I blew at his sphincter. “Bite.”
The Biggest Lover is out now from Lethe Press/Bear Bones Books. Click here to buy.
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