Butch/Butch – Page 3

Touch Her Right

“Tell me, boy, do you want to touch my wife?” He trails his hands down her body, caressing her softly.

I swallow. Nod.

“Why don’t I teach you how to touch her right?”

Four pictures.

My roommates won’t stop arguing with each other, and I find a way to make them shut up.

Two butch buds hang out and have a good time on the couch.

Tensions run high in the boxing ring between rivals.

Jack’s friend needs some help in the garage.

A country boy and a city boy take a road trip together, and the city boy misbehaves.

A heartbroken butch goes to the leather bar, flagging black on the right.