Everyone should learn how to handle a stick.
Atty
High school sweethearts, dream wedding, exotic honeymoon, white picket fence, two and a half kids... that's the dream. My prescribed future. Except, I don't want any of that. When me and my on/off girlfriend of fifteen years finally call it quits for good, I decide that I'm ready for a new beginning.
I didn't expect that new beginning to be a dude.
Toby
This man is perfect... he obeys like a marionette, lets me bend him and choke him until my heart's content. He lets me dress him up, breed him, and refuse his pleasure as if he were built specifically for my needs.
But Atty isn't who I thought he was and he's struggling to find his new identity while I'm freefalling for him off the face of a cliff. I'm not used to needing a safety net in life so there's a very real chance I'm going to hit the ground like a pancake.
Is love always this tragic?