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Finished by Hand

Finished by Hand

by William Anthony, Elizabeth Coldwell, D K Jernigan, Lynn Lake
     
 

A collection of five erotic stories with mixed themes including m/m, contemporary, futuristic, historical, interracial and menage from Xcite Books winners of ETO's Best Erotic Book Brand and Jade's Best Erotic Fiction Publisher 2010, 2011 and 2012.

Finished By Hand by William Anthony

Young Mr Grisham has been working for

Overview

A collection of five erotic stories with mixed themes including m/m, contemporary, futuristic, historical, interracial and menage from Xcite Books winners of ETO's Best Erotic Book Brand and Jade's Best Erotic Fiction Publisher 2010, 2011 and 2012.

Finished By Hand by William Anthony

Young Mr Grisham has been working for Marquis & Delaney – Gentleman’s Outfitters, for several years, and still has a commission to make at the end of the month. How else is he going to pay for those exotic holidays along the North African coast? Or the pleasures which go with them? So when the young, expensively dressed Moroccan-looking gentleman enters the premises, Mr Grisham decides to make him his prime concern. However, as things progress, the young sales assistant discovers there’s more to be had than just a helping hand when it comes to measuring up in the fitting room.

The Hung Games by Elizabeth Coldwell

The games have an audience of millions, glued to their screens as eight fit, well-hung men battle to be the last one standing. Venness may have the equipment to make him a contender, but the contest is supposed to be fixed in the favour of ultra-dominant reigning champion Darien. Has he really got what it takes to bring Darien down and finally make him submit to whatever humiliation may follow?

Chocolates at the Sun Garden Hotel by D.K. Jernigan

When Jonah delivers a box of the company’s finest chocolate truffles to the Sun Garden Hotel, he doesn’t expect his boyfriend, Everet, to open the door. And as Everet has arranged for someone to cover his deliveries for the rest of the day, they have plenty of time to spend making love that’s sweet, like chocolate…

The Age of Indolence by Lynn Lake

It was no secret that Bertrand Toddy was skilled with his hands, being an erotic playwright, and equally adept with his mouth, being an erotic orator. And his skills as a pornographic photographer were also widely renowned, Victorian Britain embracing the passionate man – though on the sly, of course. An invitation to his home, then, was an invitation to the finer, fiercely perverted things in life, performed both by the artist himself, and his always willing and nubile band of protégés.

Two in the Bed by Drew Payne

He’s wanted Mark for years, but life caused the two friends to drift apart before he could ever act on his attraction. Now he has Mark in his bed, half-naked and horny, and he’s determined to make up for all that lost time.

These stories have also been published in Boy in Bed.

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9781909335677
Publisher:
Xcite Books
Publication date:
02/07/2013
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Barnes & Noble
Format:
NOOK Book
Pages:
58
File size:
105 KB

Read an Excerpt

A few minutes later, while Mr Grisham had been idly rearranging some sports jackets which, in all honesty, didn’t need rearranging, he heard the gentleman’s soft voice call out for him.

‘Could you please come in for a moment? I seem to have a problem and I could do with some advice.’

Young Mr Grisham had discreetly opened the changing room door and, after a hurried glance to check on the other staff, he had backed into the changing room. Without hesitation, Mr Grisham had turned round, expecting to find the customer close by. To his surprise, the Moroccan gentleman was standing on the narrow wooden bench against the far wall of the changing room. Naked from the waist down and only wearing his white shirt and tie, his impressively sized black cock had been protruding between the front tails of his shirt, pointing directly at the bemused sales assistant. Over his warm smile – and Mr Grisham’s happy amazement – the Moroccan gentleman explained his predicament in regard to putting the trousers on.

‘The problem is this erection I have.’ He pointed to it, possibly on the off-chance that Mr Grisham had somehow failed to see such a prominent member poking through two pieces of brightly laundered material. ‘It keeps getting in the way and makes it particularly uncomfortable whenever I try and do these trousers up. Is there anything you might be able to think of which could help alleviate the problem?’

Young Mr Grisham’s knees went momentarily weak and he had felt another rush of blood flow to his groin. As best he could remember, he’d never seen a bigger, or blacker, member in all his cottaging life, and to his expertly trained eye he had estimated it to have been at least nine and a half inches long. It had been straight and true, with a beautifully classic upward curve to its profile. The foreskin had naturally rolled back part way to reveal the tip of the exotically dark head, bobbing slightly in time to the gentleman’s heart rate, and as seductively black as a length of old-fashioned liquorice! Without taking his eyes from it, Mr Grisham had stumbled into the changing room, barely remembering to shut and securely latch the door before anyone else could catch an eyeful.

The gentleman had remained standing on the wooden bench. Looking directly toward Mr Grisham, he had continued to stroke his incredible schlong, seemingly hypnotising the shop assistant with his slow forward and backward movements.

‘No matter what I seem to do with it,’ the gentleman had said in a half whisper, ‘I don’t seem to be able to appease it at all.’

Young Mr Grisham had eyed the thick length of meat like a mongoose preparing to tackle a large cobra. He had sucked on a lot of dicks in his time, but none quite this long and certainly none as gloriously black as was being presented to him at that moment in time. Still, he knew he was more than up for the unexpected challenge.

‘I am pretty sure, sir, there are many ways of dealing with such a problem. In fact, at the moment, I can think of several immediately. So it will just be a case of trying to find the right method which works best.’

He had moved in closer, still fascinated by the slow movements of the Moroccan gentleman’s hand. Without looking up, he asked, ‘May I?’

‘Please, feel free.’

The gentleman had released his cock from his hand, watching intently as Mr Grisham carefully wrapped his supple fingers around the dark shaft. It had been hot and twitching to the touch. The velvet smooth softness of the outer sheath moved gloriously over the iron-hard centre, and in one slow movement he had drawn the dark foreskin back, completely exposing the glistening head. Mr Grisham had leant forward and, as he gently blew on the tip, his thumb came up to massage and rub at the base of the fully exposed head.

Meet the Author

Elizabeth Coldwell joined Xcite Books in 2011. Formerly the editor of the UK edition of Forum magazine and co-founder of the Guild of Erotic Writers, she has been writing erotic fiction for over twenty years and her work has been widely published in the UK and US. She enjoys writing across the spectrum of erotica genres, from m/m space opera to girl/girl messy fun, vanilla to BDSM, paranormal to contemporary.


Lynn Lake’s fantasies could fill a book – and have (or, at least, parts of many, many books). Her imagination substitutes for a somewhat dreary existence in the middle of nowhere home to a particularly harsh climate. She’s a frustrated crime writer (few markets) and an unfulfilled SF author (no science background). Her erotic experiences, frankly, look better on paper, where she need not discriminate based on couplings, positionings, flogging devices, and/or binding materials. Rich, thick, wet ink spilling out of the golden nib of a finely-crafted fountain pen onto bright, white, textured paper is a form of ecstasy to her, free of STD’s.

She has a cat and an insatiable craving to express herself. 

Inspiration comes from everywhere, everything, and everybody she meets or sees or visualizes, but mostly from her mind (very often early in the morning when she first wakes up). She doesn’t wait for the wet muse to tingle her in the appropriate places, however; oftentimes she just sits and stares at a blank piece of paper (Hilroy, lined, in a wire-bound notebook) until an idea strikes her and she pen-strokes it, first into a brief outline, and then into a full story (which usually goes through a, minimum, three-draft process). She’s fairly well-read and quite good at mimicking other styles, which helps in the whole process, as does her natural shyness.


Drew lives in London, England. He has been writing prose and drama since he was a teenager, which he has had published, in various publications, with increasing success, year on year, for the last fifteen years.

He has had stories published in the anthologies, Image Out Write 2012, Eros at Large (Paradise Press), Boys in Bed and Finished by Hand (Both Xcite Books). His essay, More Than Just Making Beds and Emptying Bedpans, was published in the 2010 anthology Nurses on the Run. He has had short stories published in the magazines Chroma, ScotsGay, Creative Week, 'Indie Scene' andGazebo Magazine; and on the websites Gay Flash Fiction, Velvet Mafia, Thick Jam, 1000 Words and The New Flash.  He is also a regular contributor to FS Magazine, a National Men’s Health magazine, Nursing Times and Nursing Standard, Britain’s leading nursing publications, and for the Nursing Standard where has been a guest editor three times. Sketches he's written have been performed in the Treason Show, the Brighton based satirical review show.

Find Drew at:

His website: www.drew-payne.co.uk

His Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/drew.payne.london 

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