Echoes of Touch

Echoes of Touch - A Journey Through Generations of Touch and Temptation

A story for those who are intrigued by themes of sensuality, intimacy, and the complexities of human relationships, profession and personal desire.

It deals with the human body and touch; delves into the emotional and physical aspects of healing; with a balance of sensual intrigue and literary depth. This is a novel that's both thought provoking and emotionally evocative.

Three generations of men were taught to heal, but what happens when those hands begin to linger?

Three generations who walk the fault lines between care and craving; between ethics and erotic temptation; in the charged space between healing and desire.

In quiet rooms scented with sweat, eucalyptus, and unspoken desire, boundaries dissolve; muscles remember; eyes hold secrets; and touch becomes something far more dangerous than therapy.

Echoes of Touch traces a legacy of longing for connection, in the guise of professionalism. Trainers and physical therapists find themselves undone by the very intimacy they're meant to control.

Sensual, haunting, and unapologetically erotic, this is a novel for those who understand that every touch has an echo and some echoes never fade. The stories are woven into a powerful legacy of love, shame, sensuality, and self-discovery.

Extracts:

Powerful hands massaged his back, pushing his body strongly down onto the bed, rocking it like Frank's must rock on top of his wife. Another man having sex was naughtily exciting and Malcolm found it hard not to think about it.

Frank did his legs and up his thighs, sliding between them. "I expect your wife loves this body of yours" Frank laughed gently as his fingers worked his buttocks.

"Sometimes!" Malcolm laughed into the pillow, proud to be a man.

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"You have a fine masculine body, it's true." Johnny said as he put his hand on his thigh and let the back of his fingers touch Harry's. "But to fully resolve your situation, you need to acknowledge your innermost desires. Do you like my body?"

"Oh yes!" Harry automatically gasped and he put his hand on the back of Johnny's for their fingers to stroke their thighs. "I never realised." He sighed.

"Many seemingly straight men, have an attraction to male bodies as well as female ones. Do you imagine me making love to my wife?"

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Yes, he definitely needed male-only clients. A female would equate what was happening with intercourse! Pressing his crotch to the side of Tony's hip would make the patient feel Craig's bulge behind his shorts. But with a man, it was purely platonic, even 'though Tony's own crotch would be rocking inside his briefs.

When Craig felt the client relax and go easily with the movements, he stopped the motions and gently stroked Tony's hips to feel his body had relaxed.

"See how that goes now and come back if you need another appointment." Craig stood back and let the client hop off the treatment table. He caught the client glancing at Craig's body that had so intimately manipulated him. Tony's attention went to within his body and rocked his hips from side to side. "Feels better!" he looked pleased, and Craig noticed what a fine, manly bulge he had inside his tight boxers.