All the Boys A collection of Five Erotic Stories is an eclectic mix of short stories that takes the reader into various depth of man love, some have happy endings some do not. But it was a fun and erotic journey for me. I’m very glad I read this book. I found some new authors who I want to read more from, such as Ms. Marsden
All the Boys: A collection of gay erotic storiesby Sommer Marsden, Michael Bracken, Landon Dixon, Thom Gautier
With plenty of varied man-on-man action and stunningly erotic themes these stories will provide a memorable feast of quality fiction that demonstrate, when a man loves a man, anything can happen!See more details below
With plenty of varied man-on-man action and stunningly erotic themes these stories will provide a memorable feast of quality fiction that demonstrate, when a man loves a man, anything can happen!
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Simon stared at me as if seeing past the first layer of Gilbert. I felt like an onion. His dark brown eyes were stripping me layer by layer and the fists in my pockets twisted with nerves. Fuck.
‘The scars will look lovely in black and white,’ he said.
Something dark and hard shifted in my chest and I pushed down the rage. Who the fuck was he to talk about my scars? I swallowed. I would not give in. I would not feel that anger and that grief. This was supposed to be fun.
Beatrice whined and looked at me with drunken hollow eyes. Only a Saint Bernard could have those eyes and look cute. She made a sad noise in her chest like she could read my mind. ‘I’m not worried about it,’ I lied.
‘Will you take your shirt off for me?’ he asked softly. His blush returned. As hot and intense as a summer sunset.
I grinned at that and whipped it off over my head. I let the white T-shirt drop around my busted up boots. Every insecurity I had about my face was balanced by a confidence in my chest. Many gym hours had earned me a chest I didn’t think twice about showing. A shrink would tell me I was making up for one with the other. That’s why I don’t have a shrink.
Simon blinked, blinked, blinked and then he licked his lips. He looked nervous and turned on and awkward and sweet. I smiled at him and he smiled back. ‘Um, yes. Thank you. That’s good.’
He only said good but my cock stirred in my jeans. A subtle pleasure at his soft spoken words of praise. ‘Thanks, man.’
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