Falling Forward

by S.M. Leonard

Freddy's a brilliant boy but has no common sense, or so he's been told. He has a penchant for falling forward into painful circumstances. Watching others from the outside doesn't protect him. Neither does making friends. Fate has chosen him to be the extra in other people's movies. He can only fall.
When an unexpected injury leads to a stay in the hospital there's only one girl who seems concerned; his rescuer. The busty and beautiful Carisa is way out of his league. She's also dating his roommate. So why the visits, the sexy banter, and, for god's sake, the shaving? What does she really want? Both suspicious and aroused, already hurting, the frail boy who never stopped falling tries to catch himself before he crashes again. Is it already too late?
Romantic, erotic, and funny, Falling Forward is warmhearted slice-of-life tale that explores the pains and joys of falling down, getting up, and falling down again.

21 pages, Kindle Edition

First published July 22, 2013

About the author

Men love sex. Okay, obvious statement. Men love reading. Not so obvious. Women are responsible for the largest percentage of book sales in this country. Men love reading about sex. The least obvious statement of all. We are said to be visual creatures. We prefer porn if we like our sex mediated at all. Photographic and videographic pornography is mostly the province of men the way erotica is mostly the province of women. Never the twain shall meet, right? I don't think so. Majorities are simply statistical averages, trending peaks at a given moment in time. They neither represent immutable laws of nature nor account for the rich diversity of human personality. I am a man. I enjoy sex, reading, and reading about sex, not always in that order. There are other men like me, men for whom reading is a sensual pleasure in its own right. When merged with the erotic desires that course through our blood and flesh we are excited and enhanced in our enjoyment of all the delights of this world. We don't necessarily want literature; sometimes the demands of literate reading are not in accord with our weary minds at the end of a work day. We just want something smart enough to not be a distraction but sexy enough to get our senses humming; to wake us up before we fall into the exhausted sleep of the daily grind. This is why I write: to reach out to other men like myself, longing for something more, and explore the connection between the realities we are all too aware of and the fantasies that float at the edge of our hopes. I write to improve men's sexual lives, whether solo or with others, and to help relieve the pressures we all face without judgment. Most of all I write for fun. Sex should be fun, right? So here it is, guys; literary pornography written just for you, from a man's point of view. Enjoy. Let me know what you think. I'd love to hear from you.