Anal

My grandmother made the decision, as always. I only followed instinct. What happened in that cabin during the storm is still ours alone.

I put on the wig, the heels, and the fake curves. I didn’t realize that before dawn I’d be barking in a garden with my knees in the dirt.

When the doctor locked the door, I knew that appointment would be unlike any other. It never was.

We played strip poker with my neighbors. Nobody said what else was being played for, but when I was left naked in the middle of the living room, we didn’t need the cards anymore.

He arrived freshly separated, with a suitcase and too much free time. From the morning by the pool, I knew that week wasn’t going to be boring.

I was there, champagne bucket in hand, listening to every moan, every creak of the bed. And I couldn't bring myself to walk away.

Daniela’s voice narrated the locker-room encounter while, around her, her friends’ bodies tangled shamelessly and without limits.

I went to their apartment hoping for beer and a way to kill time. I left with a sore ass, a mouth tasting of semen, and a smile I couldn’t hide.

The first night I swore I’d go home. By the seventh, I couldn’t remember why I’d bought a return flight. This is what happened between those two nights.

I traveled alone seeking temples and ended up on a terrace over the river, surrounded by hands that weren’t mine and mouths that knew exactly where to find me.

She burst out laughing, lowered her voice, and looked at me with that satisfied whore’s smile I already knew. I knew she was going to tell me everything she’d kept hidden.

When Damián whispered that he could have me, something changed in Mateo's eyes. His shyness vanished, and I stopped being the one in control of the game.

For two years I ignored my boss’s stares and his wife’s silent insults. That afternoon, when the last employee turned off the lights, I stopped ignoring everything.

She walked into the classroom slowly, her face pale and a flash of pain on her face when she sat down that she couldn’t hide. It took me days to get the truth out of her.

I was 18. I never would have imagined a trip with my grandmother and mother would end like this. The storm had gone on for two days without stopping.

That night Valeria took my head in her hands and pushed me exactly where I’d spent months not daring to look.

I saw my ex kissing someone else at the bar. That night I crossed a line I’d never crossed before, and spent months charging for pleasure.

They call me a faithful man, but there are two people who know what I really am. This is what I can never tell the woman I love.

It was just the two of us in bed, the light low, her legs over mine. I told her I’d spent weeks thinking about something I didn’t know how to ask for.

We were two married business partners, a pricey SUV, and two hundred kilometers ahead. They were twenty and had an attitude that changed everything.