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| ISBN-13: | 9781573449489 |
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| Publisher: | Start Publishing Llc |
| Publication date: | 05/14/2013 |
| Sold by: | Barnes & Noble |
| Format: | eBook |
| Pages: | 232 |
| File size: | 338 KB |
About the Author
Shane Allison has been published in countless literary journals and publications, such as McSweeney's, Velvet Mafia, Mississippi Review, New Delta Review, and Outsider Ink. He is the editor of Backdraft and Hot Cops. His stories have also appeared in anthologies such as Best Black Gay Erotica, Truckers, and Cowboys. He lives in Tallahassee, FL.
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What happens when you take a plethora of college-aged boys and stick them in a house to live under one roof to drink, party and anything else your dirty mind can conjure up? A damn good start is what. As I read over these hot new stories of pledge erotica, it took me back to my days of being a twenty-something. Where I used school and studying as an excuse to be lazy, when “student” was scribbled in a box when asked what one’s occupation was on a job application. I’ve been out of school for nine years now but having the luxury of living in a college town where there’s never a shortage of smoking-hot college boys, I am constantly reminded of what I’m missing, especially during rush week when an all new crop of twinks set out to pledge their chosen frat. Ah, I love the smell of fresh pledge meat in the morning. It makes me think about this blonde frat boy I knew back in college. Mike was his name. It all started at this party he invited me to. Mike was my friend/fuck buddy. We would mess around whenever his girl was out of town or hanging out with her home girls. She didn’t have a clue. When she went to D.C. to complete her internship, Mike and I acted like fools. I think he fucked me in every corner and crevice of his tiny apartment. He was constantly blowing up my cell in need of some “sexual healing” as the late great Marvin Gaye once sang. Because Mike belonged to a frat, I was able to get into some of the best parties thrown by some of the best frats that housed the hottest brothers. On one particular night Mike dragged me to what he deemed one of the best parties that had gone down in collegiate history. I needed to stay home and study for some test for some class I can’t now recall, but Mike assured me that I wouldn’t regret attending. It was hard to say no to young blue eyes anyway. The fraternity that was throwing the party was labeled as being one of the most sexually infamous houses on the campus. Mike told me that it would be running over with hot guys from randy, punch-drunk athletes to other studs from nearby frats. Mike was right. And when I got to the party, sure enough. Pardon the cliché but it was like I had died and gone to frat boy heaven. I had never seen so much sweaty flesh and swinging erections in that den of skin. I had to be mindful of my surroundings, careful not to get too caught up in all the pomp and circumstance. While most of the partying was going on downstairs at the pool, I knew the real partying was happening in the upstairs bedrooms. Most of the rooms were locked and I would have given anything to be a fly on the wall to know who was fucking and sucking who. I kept twisting the knobs of doors until I got to the last room at the end of the corridor where I heard the muffled sounds of sex behind its walls. I hoped I would gain access and sure enough, Eureka! It was a frat boy orgy in the making. I watched until my dick grew hard. There had to be ten to twelve guys in the room sucking and fucking each other. It all looked like something from a hot gay porn flick. One of the brothers demanded that I shut the door. I made out Mike’s face in the crowd of men who frantically waved me in to join the frisky bunch. Before I could say assholes and elbows I found myself getting plowed from both ends. And to think that I hesitated. By the time I rolled out of the “real” party, the one downstairs was veering into lukewarm mode. I walked back to my apartment that night sticky with sweat and cum on my breath. It’s because of that tawdry semester that birthed the idea of the book you, faithful reader of the erotica, hold in your hand. The writers in these pages that I have brought together have brought the best in gay erotic frat-fucking.
Table of Contents
Table of ContentsDumb Fuck* Troy Storm
Legacy* Rob Rosen
Spin the Bottom* Barry Lowe
Teaching Daddy’s Boys* Dominic Santi
Trick or Treat, Smell My Feet* T. Hitman
No Turning Back* Rafaelito V. Sy
Caught Red Handed* Heidi Champa
It’s Not Hazing, It’s Brotherhood* Ryan Field
Spank You, Sir, May I Have Another?* Logan Zachary
On Restriction* Pepper Espinoza
Pecking Order* Eric Del Carlo
Heaven Week* Gregory Norris
What a Rush* Michael Bracken
Through a Jagged Hole in a Thin Wall* T.R. Verten
Best Buddies* Jay Starre
Heavenly Hell Week* Landon Dixon
The Study Room* Shane Allison