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Matchstick Men by Adira August

Greetings, book lovers! Adira August is back to share her latest release — Matchstick Men! Read on for the blurb, cover, and gripping excerpt!


Blurb:

SEX, GAMES & MURDER ~ Want to play?

It was munch night at the most elite underground BDSM club in the Rockies. Relaxed and informal, highlighted by the weekly Matchstick Challenge game.

Detective Sergeant HUNTER DANE, reigning champion, looked forward to a relaxing evening to start his 3 days off. A few beers on the deck. An interlude with a sweet sub. Stumping a challenger with a new puzzle. Home early for a decent night’s sleep.

Some people are SO deadly serious about their games.

Now Hunt has a fresh body and a new puzzle to solve in twenty-four hours if he wants to find a killer.


A 48k police procedural with a liberal dose of M/M hotness. Which means our fave full-metal Dom shows up to collect on Hunter’s offer of his … coffer. So to speak.

There are puzzles for the reader and mysteries to be solved. Based on characters introduced in the short story On His Knees now free on Instafreebie.

Purchase Matchstick Men on Amazon

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Excerpt:

“I’m just asking if you’d considered it was more than one person,” Cam said.

“Briefly. And if it leads that way, fine. But it feels like one person to me. One mind.”

“One personality obsessed with you.” He dunked his cookie into his cocoa.

It occurred to me then, that Camden Snow was possibly the most complex, interesting person I’d ever met. Childlike. Sadist. Champion. Clever analyst. Extreme Dom. And I barely knew him. It would be easy to become kind of obsessed with him, with solving the puzzle that he was. But why would anyone fixate on me?

He lasered me with a look. “Keep looking at me like that and I’ll drag you into the phone booth and make you beg.”

I laughed. The Dom was back. “No can do, master. I have to stay here and guard the door. There’s evidence inside.”

He poured coffee into his half empty mug of cocoa. “You aren’t half as much fun when you’re working.” He selected another cookie. “But you are still sexy as hell.” He tilted his head. “So, you have to do me a solid.”

“What?”

“You have to take seriously that some deranged asshole has a sick thing for you that can turn into the same rage that killed your victim. You have to not get dead.”

Purchase Matchstick Men on Amazon


About Adira August:

TYPOS ARE MY TRADEMEARK

I write mostly BDSM erotica because I love exploring the power dynamics and expanding the limits of what that is for my readers. The work is explicit but not hardcore. I write about ALL the elements.

M/M and M/F.
~Novels. Novellas, Sexy Vignettes
~~Romance, Mystery, Slice of Life.
~~~Plots, stories, characters.

I went to school interminably, it seemed like. I studied anthropology and paleontology and genetics and literature and theology and ancient Greek. Oh. And writing. I chased down bad guys, raised children, climbed mountains, played poker, searched for and found dinosaurs and have had a rather a large number of lovers. (I’m not giving up any numbers.) Through it all, I wrote.

No wonder I’m so tired.

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Neighbours Secret by BJ Smyth

Greetings book lovers! Today BJ Smyth pops by to share his hot book, Neighbours Secret! Read on for the blurb, cover, and excerpt!


Blurb:

Everyone has Secrets, If Angela knew her Husbands it would rip her world apart.

My name is George I have lived next door to Andrew and his wife Maria for just over five years now. During that time, we have all become good friends, me and my wife Angela often spending time and having meals together with them at weekends. Sharing lots of wine and conversation as we sit in the garden late into the evening.
I always remember the day they moved in I walked into Andrew as he was unloading boxes from a van. I had a strange feeling then, like when you get shivers down your spine. Over the years, we have spent a lot of time together so; I feel really close to him, you could say he is my best friend.
Anyway, this is about one evening a year ago, that changed our friendship forever.

Neighbours Secret the story of two straight neighbours Andrew and George.
They have been friends for several years then one drunken night changes everything!

They were both happily married but now they have begun a secret affair, if their wives find out it would rip their lives apart but something makes them keep going back for more.

How long can they keep the secret?
What will their wives do if they find out?
How many risks will they take to satisfy their desires?

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Excerpt:

Grabbing the coffee, I sit at the kitchen table and my mind starts to wander again. I’m trying to think when this fascination with Andrew began, probably around the same time he started calling me gorgeous at one of our late-night garden parties.

Andrew is a handsome man about the same height as me around 5ft 10inches, his hair is greyer than mine he is a stocky guy. I know he has a very hairy chest as I have seen him in his garden before without a shirt on, just his shorts. I have also noted from the bulge in his shorts, he is either well-endowed or has nice large balls. I have never had the opportunity to see him fully naked, neither of us are gym guys and I cannot think of another reason to be in a place where I would get to see him without his clothes on.


About BJ Smyth:

BJ is a 50 year old Gay Bear, imagine Phil Mitchell ( EastEnders) I have lived in London UK for a majority of my life . Most of my stories are about older Bear type guys as I feel too many of the Gay stories out there are about young twinks, The stories are written from the many sexual experiences I have enjoyed during my years.

I do enjoy writing the erotica best as the stories turn me on and hopefully my readers aswell.

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Louder Than Words by Siryn Sueng

As I’ve mentioned more than once, I’m one of the co-founders and publishers over at Deep Desires Press, a publishing house for erotica and erotic romance.

When we received Siryn Sueng’s submission of Louder Than Words, I immediately knew we had to publish it. I think I feel a certain kinship with the book, perhaps because, like Derrek, I’m a former teacher who crushes on Starbucks baristas. And, like Alex, I have a communication-related disability (Alex can’t speak and I am hard of hearing).

But, most of all, the reason why I knew we had to publish Louder Than Words was because the banter between Derek and Alex is just so effing cute and awkward that I’m grinning the whole time I’m reading it.

You should definitely check out this book!


Blurb:

Derrek is a local teacher in Clearwater, Florida. He frequents a nearby coffee shop before work every morning, where he finds himself enraptured with a young barista, Alex. But Alex never seems to notice him, even when he’s handing Derrek his morning coffee.

After weeks of hiding in his corner under the pretense of working, Derrek finally gains enough courage to ask Alex on a date. He’s crushed when all he gets for an answer is complete silence. He thinks it’s the end, until he finds out that Alex has a disability that has paralyzed his vocal cords.

Sign language is Alex’s way of communication, and it’s something that Derrek knows little to nothing about. With renewed determination, Derrek asks Alex to teach him sign language. Derrek wants to be able to talk to Alex, to tell him how he really feels, and find out if Alex feels the same.

But more than anything, he longs for a relationship that goes deeper than just words alone.

Louder Than Words is an 18,000-word novella.

Purchase your copy:

Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iTunes | Kobo | Smashwords

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Excerpt:

I grabbed a bottle of water and went to the register, where the girl met me with a smile. “Candice” was what her name-tag said. I returned her pleasantries and handed her the bottle of water. As she rang up the total, I looked toward the back of the shop where employees were only allowed. I could see shelves filled with boxes but I didn’t see Alex anywhere.

I cleared my throat and got the courage to ask her where he was. “Uh, is Alex here?”

Candice stared for a moment and then laughed. “Oh, yeah. He’s here, in the back, getting more cups. Did you want to talk to him?” She paused and eyed me as if she knew me. Then she grinned. “You’re the guy from this morning, huh?” she said knowingly, catching me off guard. Had Alex told her about that? The thought had my heart tightening and my face burning with embarrassment.

“Y-yeah … about that—”

“Oh, don’t worry. He didn’t tell me much; just that you surprised him with your rather abrupt confession.” Candice interrupted me and gave me a wolfish grin.

I fiddled with my card and frowned at her. “Can I talk to him please?” I felt a little bad for speaking with a sharp tone, but couldn’t help it. I was annoyed that she was teasing me; as if Bryant didn’t do that enough.

She didn’t seem to care, though, as she walked away with her smile still in place. “Alex!” Her voice rang out in the back and I took a quick glance around the shop to make sure I hadn’t gained too much attention. I turned back to the counter as she came back with Alex in tow; quite literally towing him too, her hand wrapped around his wrist and a happy smile on her face.

“Here you go!” she said with such enthusiasm I was sure her and Bryant were related somehow. She presented Alex to me and he stood there in shock, fidgeting as he looked between her and me.

“Uh … hi,” I said and Candice snickered. I glared at her and she shrugged. It seemed to break the ice and Alex smiled.

“If you need a translator, I can do that for you. He doesn’t talk; he signs,” Candice offered.

“Yeah, I saw that earlier. Um … actually that’s why I wanted to talk to you, uh, speak with you? U-um … sorry. I’m not — anyway. I want to learn. I don’t know a single damn thing about signing, other than like A B C and hi.” I smiled like an idiot as I waved “hi” at him.

Alex’s smile grew and he leaned forward, bracing himself against the computer. He ran his tongue across his lips and I caught sight of a silver bar through the middle. Black bracelets laced his right wrist, the sleeves of his black shirt rolled up to his elbows. His lashes were long and thick, accenting his gorgeous green eyes. Alex’s laugh was raspy, the sound just about gone. The loudest part of it was the hard puff of air, followed by the faintest tone of his voice. He shook his head and ran a hand through his hair, pulling the black, sleek strands away from his face and I got a full view of the earrings in his ears; a couple of bars, rings of black and red, a stud, and a pretty, silver cuff.

He was definitely a good-looking man. I pressed on, now that the atmosphere between us wasn’t as tense. I was also distracting myself from that bar in his tongue … damn, was it tantalizing. “So, I was wondering if you could teach me. I’d like to learn.”

Alex played with the end of the black bar that crossed the top of his ear. His smile turned into a playful grin, and if I wasn’t already hooked, I was reeled in then. His hands and fingers weaved in the air forming his answer to me and I stared for a moment, too caught up in his sexy smile to really pay much attention.

“He said that’s fine,” Candice translated for me. “Said he wouldn’t mind teaching you. Especially since that’s not how you say ‘hi’ in sign language.”

Alex looked down, his smile growing, and he laughed again with that sweet soundless rasp, and my chest was tight.


About the Author:

Siryn Sueng is an erotica M/M romance writer. Mostly she writes in the fantasy, paranormal, and even Sci-Fi genres. Louder than Words, though, is her first ever contemporary work. She’s married to her wonderful husband of 13 years, and they have two cute kittens, Anubis and Kida, who drive them crazy almost all the time. Anubis fancies himself the destroyer of the elusive red dot…

Siryn is a lover of games on a wide range of platforms. She plays on the PC, console, and hand-held devices (her 3DS currently). She also plays otome novels on her tablet. Dragon Age, the Fire Emblem series, and the Tale’s series are her favorite games. Japan is where she would love to visit sometime. She’s a huge fan of Japan, including manga and anime. Siryn loves to read, though she’s been writing more than reading as of late. And she has a deep love for dragons. She has a very large collection of dragon statues in her house.

Siryn is also a co-writer with Usagi Kita. Together they write under the name ‘Lilia Blanc’ and have published their first book: King’s Lament.

Follow Siryn Sueng on Twitter: @Siryn_Sueng

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Macho by Enrique Cruz

I follow Enrique Cruz on Facebook and so I was excited when he asked if he could share his new release here on my blog! Read on for the excerpt, cover, and blurb for Macho!


Blurb:

Macho, a May-December romance between two men, and how it’s never too late to grow. Jared is an insecure young man from an abusive home taking his first steps toward becoming a stronger man. Surviving an abusive family-life has given him strengths he knows nothing about, until they are revealed to him by the man he falls for. Creed is the muscular, insanely hot owner of Macho, a gym for hardcore fitness fanatics. Attracted to his latest client, he’s wary of the age difference between them, and a secret that could derail any hope for a relationship. Looks are easy to worship, it’s when you are forced to dig beneath the surface that true love becomes a permanent part of your soul. This is a stand-alone novella without cliffhangers and it comes complete with hot and steamy sexy times and a HEA. For mature audiences over 18. Trigger warning; this story addresses themes of emotional, physical, and sexual abuse.

Purchase your copy:

Amazon | Barnes & Noble | iBooks | Kobo

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Excerpt:

Jared’s arms on my shoulders felt so good, so soothing, but I knew I had to make him stop. There is no way I could let this go any further, not without hurting him. I turned my head to face him, but before I could say anything Jared reached out his hand and grabbed the side of my neck, with a sureness that only youth, or those who have nothing to lose possess.

His lips pressed into mine, with an aggression and urgency that left me with no other option than to kiss him back. My body reacted instinctively, my mouth opening to his. The syrupy coffee flavor mingled with his natural taste was like a nectar, or a potion aimed at seduction. His tongue, lips and teeth owned mine with a possessiveness that made my head spin with carnal pleasure.

I need to stop this, it isn’t right.

He pulled me in closer, closing my brain down with his soft hands now on my face. He was kneeling in front of me, his lips never leaving mine, exploring my mouth with the earnestness of a first time lover. I was caught in a spell he was weaving, and I’d do anything this sorcerer wanted. I placed my hands on his shoulders and pulled him with me as I stood up, our lips still in place. He grasped the front of my tank top, holding onto it to steady his legs that I could feel shaking against mine.

Our kiss became harder, frantic, and his body pressed against mine so close, I could feel the steel rod in my shorts throbbing against his, and I moaned aloud, with no thought of the neighbors, or anyone else who could see or hear us. Jared whimpered against me, his hands running up and down my back faster and faster as he nibbled my lips.

Stop Creed, before it’s too late.

Rational thought finally returned, and while my body resisted, I forced my hands to push him back before we did anything we’d regret. He held on for the first couple of seconds, then he finally stepped back, groaning his displeasure.

“Why did you push me away?” He asked, breathless. He placed his hands on my chest, which I grasped and held in mine. I stared into his eyes, and all I could think about was that kiss. His body pressed against mine, my cock rock hard because of him, Jared, beautiful, handsome Jared. I shook my head and sat down again. Jared took the other chair and crossed his arms over his chest, a defensive body position I hated to see, preferring him open to me.

We sat there staring at each other; Jared wanting to know why I pushed him away, and me, I needed to explain it in a way that didn’t seem like I was rejecting him.

“Look, as much as I find you attractive, and I do find you incredibly attractive, I have some issues of my own I have to think about, things that would affect you as much as me.” The truth, just the simplest version, details too hard to give up just yet, because, I just can’t.

Jared looked down, his hair falling into his eyes, a habit I knew from prior experience meant he was shutting himself off, hiding from me. How can I explain something so painful, so personal, even if I do feel a connection?

“Jared, listen to what I have to say. I have issues of my own, and until I deal with them, well, I’m not really good for you or anyone else.”

“Why do you keep wanting to protect me?” He interrupted, flicking the lock of blonde hair behind his ear. “I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but I voted in the last election, and I’m registered for selective service. I’m an adult, and you’re treating me like a kid. I’m an honors student studying biology, I’m not stupid, so stop talking down to me.”

I flinched, not expecting this outburst, but after hearing his words I knew that I deserved it.

“Creed, you are the first man I’ve ever kissed, the first man I’ve done anything with. So yeah, I am inexperienced, but I’m not inexperienced in dealing with messed up situations, or knowing when someone is trying to weasel their way out of something.” Jared started pacing the deck, agitated, and I knew I’d made a huge mistake, that I’d underestimated him. Or maybe I’d just done what I always did when I found someone attractive-chase them off.

“I’m gonna get out of here, get out of your hair. Obviously you don’t want me around. And by the way, you think you’re not rejecting me, that you’ve somehow worked it out in your head that I’m not going to feel bad? You’re wrong. This feels like shit.” He opened the screen door that led into the house and closed it quietly behind him. I stared at the door, listening to his footsteps as he made his way through the small row house. I heard the front door slam behind him. Then I heard nothing.

Oh my god, I’ve totally fucked this up. Even if my methods were wrong, I can’t rub off on him, I can’t mistreat him. I can’t grow attached damn it, and I’m already in danger of doing just that. I was his first kiss? Years of pent up need lay behind that kiss. The passion I felt coming from him wasn’t just a horny young guy wanting to get his rocks off, no, it was far too intense for that. I knew there was more to his insistent lips and hands, because I felt it too.

I walked inside searching for him, knowing he wasn’t there, hoping I’d misheard the front door slamming shut behind him. I wanted to say something, anything to make this better. I just wish he understood that yes, he’s too young for me, a good 15 years younger, and the differences in life experiences were huge. Plus, if he only knew my potential for causing him pain, he’d run screaming in the other direction, as far away from me as he could.

I was better off alone.


About Enrique Cruz:

Enrique was born a poor…just kidding. Enrique comes from a family of readers and publishers. His grandmother was a librarian who took him to work with her whenever she could. His father started working in a printshop when he was 9 years old due to the premature death of his father. He moved up in the world of printing, and moved to publishing, working for a top publisher while Enrique was a kid. He’d bring home books from work for Enrique to read, sparking his love for telling stories. Enrique now loves literature of all types, but prefers telling stories with an emotional impact, and erotica and romance fit the bill quite nicely. you can find his website at https://enriquecruzsite.wordpress.com/

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On His Knees by Adira August

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Greetings book lovers! Today is launch day for Adira August’s new book, On His Knees! Read on for the blurb, cover, and excerpt!


Sometimes it’s the cop who needs to hit the floor…

As a homicide cop, every blood-soaked crime scene settled in my bones and snaked around my spine. There was only one way to exorcise the images from my soul …
Inside the club, I stopped to scan the room. He was here, Camden Snow. A Norse sex god in the guise of unpretentious youth. Only his ice-blue eyes gave evidence of the Dom who took whomever he wished, whatever way he wanted, with a look and a nod. Merciless.
Cam found me watching him and fixed me with his arctic gaze. This time, I didn’t walk away. He cocked an eyebrow. Well?
The last thing I needed was mercy.
I dropped to my knees.
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Excerpt:

I found him tonight, as always, already aware of me – waiting for me to find him. Surrounded by men and a few women. Gently smiling.

This time, I didn’t look away.  

Cam stopped smiling. His eyes narrowed and slid down my pecs and abs like a strong warm palm. I felt myself opening to him, right there, half-blocking the way of people coming in behind me. My body turning more fully toward him, my arms falling loosely, palms up.

His minions noticed his attention had lasered in on me. Cam’s chin came up, his head back, his gaze not challenging, but direct. You know my terms.

A frisson of fear spiked adrenaline through my body. My balls drew up, but my cock rolled over – I could still walk past him.  

We opened the door with a pry bar. Another bedroom. A single closet. A messy bed. Huge pictures on the wall, like rock band posters …

Cam relaxed into the curve of a horseshoe sofa, arms stretched along the back. Legs extended and crossed at the ankle. A relentless patience I was helpless to contend with.

… but these were pictures of screaming faces and ripped open bodies. He’d slept here; his victims’ torment brought him peace.

The club’s sounds subsided as those nearby became aware of the dynamic in play between Cam and myself. Anticipating. Hoping. Knowing he did what he wanted, where he wanted. In private or public. Merciless.

He tilted his head. Well?

The closet door squeaked as I pulled it open –

The last thing I needed was mercy.

I dropped to my knees.

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The Complete MM Inmate Desires Trilogy by Angelo Biggs

Greetings book lovers! Today Angelo Biggs stops by to share his newest book — The Complete MM Inmate Desires Trilogy! (Angelo stopped by a while back when the first volume was released — you can find that post here.) This book is available in both ebook and paperback!


Blurb:

The complete MM Inmate Desires trilogy features an overall story arc between Matteo & Billy in these three volumes:

Prison Pleasures:
Matteo is a reformed criminal currently serving a long prison sentence. When twenty four year old Billy, a new arrival, starts asking him for commissary loans, Matteo realizes that the young guy is purposely trying to get in over his head. Although Billy has a tough demeanor, he lets Matteo know in his own cryptic way that he’s gay and eager to explore some ‘prison pleasures’. Before long, Matteo and his muscular Brazilian friend Luiz both find themselves heading towards sizzling encounters with the sexy young man.

Prison Encounters:
A prison fight leads the correctional officers to crack down on contraband by searching the inmates’ cells in a peculiar way. This causes Matteo to realize there’s something strange about the handsome but strict Officer Chedwick. It also gives him a chance to see how Miguel, another gay inmate, has taken an interest in Billy.

Afraid of letting his emotions get the better of him, Matteo pushes sexy Billy into seeking his own hot prison encounters. It isn’t long before he regrets the idea. Especially once he gets a front row seat to Billy’s threesome with the muscular Terrell and someone who suddenly decides to go ‘gay for the stay’ for the first time since he got locked up.

Prison Passions:
After pushing Billy away, Matteo realizes what a mistake he’s made. Billy chooses to let Matteo suffer the consequences while he weighs his own relationship options. Meanwhile, Officer Chedwick lets down his guard and the heat gets pumped up hot n’ steamy in the showers. Fueled by jealousy, Matteo gets in a fight and it becomes clear he’d better act soon if he wants to end up with Billy in his arms.

Purchase Now: Amazon (US) | Amazon (UK)

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Excerpt:

“If I get approved, I’ll probably be out soon. Maybe even next week.”

Billy didn’t respond. His attention returned to the radio he was building.

My stomach sank. If I didn’t drop a decade’s worth of self-protective behavior immediately, he’d never know how I felt. “There’s not much about this place I’d miss,” I said. “But, if they do let me out, I’d miss you.”

We locked eyes. He offered the same tough stare as when I first met him. As if he was trying to be something he wasn’t. Whatever it was he struggled over, he ultimately took the leap. “I’d miss you too. I kinda hope you don’t get parole. I’m sorry if that’s wrong.”

Billy was wearing one of his tight fitting tank tops. The soft creamy glow of his skin pushed me over the edge. I put my hand on his shoulder.

“Billy,” I said, “I want to kiss you.”

He put his hand on mine, pushing my fingers deeper into the flesh of his shoulder. “Then what are you waiting for?”

I leaned into his inviting lips. He opened his mouth and our tongues touched for the first time. Billy lifted himself out of his chair so we could embrace. Our bodies suddenly wound tightly together. I pulled away slightly to take off my shirt. He did the same.

Our skin made full contact and I could no longer contain my need to explore his exquisite body. I sucked on his neck while I reached my hands into his pants.


About Angelo Biggs

When not writing erotica, Angelo enjoys hiking, eating out and playing with his Labradoodle. He has an open relationship with his husband of two years. It’s an arrangement that only sometimes leads to fabulous amounts of drama!

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My Encounters in Egypt by Samer Bo

Greetings, book lovers! Today’s feature is My Encounters in Egypt: Collection of My Gay Erotic Stories with Egyptian Men by Samer Bo. Read on for the blurb, cover, and excerpt!


Blurb:

Being Gay in Egypt might be illegal and unacceptable, but men there have sex with each other more than expected. Samer, the writer, is a young Egyptian, he had his good share of encounters with hot Arab Egyptian men from all around the country.

The book is a collection of eight short stories in different locations and different men. Samer obviously had a type, hard muscular workers. In all the encounters, he ends up enjoying a steaming sex with painters, trucker men, construction men, mechanics and others.

Purchase: Amazon (US) | Amazon (UK)

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Excerpt:

Samer’s first encounter was at his school with the painting crew. Talal, a large, muscular guy, with short brown hair, square facial features and hazel eyes and Aiman, a leaner build, who was not as muscular but he was quite delectable looking with longish dark hair, handsome face, and broad smile. Talal and Aiman seduced Samer after they had finished their work.

Aiman unbuttoned his clothes and slipped them and his briefs down to his knees. Samer’s jaw dropped open at the sight of his huge cock. It had to be a good eight or nine inches long and looked nice, plump and juicy as it hung heavily. Samer was on his knees in no time and fondling this huge cock. It was warm, silky and cut, with a large mushroom head just begging to get sucked.

Samer greedily worked that delicious slab of man meat. It was soon rock hard and straining for more. With a determined gulp, he slowly pressed his face forward and felt the cock head poking at the entrance to his throat. Suppressing his gag reflex, he took it in deeper. Slowly, steadily, he inched forward as that huge cock sunk down his throat.

Samer was bobbing up and down the thick, juicy cock. His mouth and throat were soon working overtime, gobbling down Aiman’s hot cock.

“Well, hope your ass is ready for some cock, too,” Talal said as Samer looked up and over his shoulder. Talal had put on the condom and was now greasing it up with a packet of lotion, he obviously also brought with him. as he knelt down behind Samer, who felt Talal’s hot cock poke up against his puckered hole.

“Open wide baby, cause here I Come,” Talal said and pressed up firmly against Samer.

With a slight grunt his cock head entered Samer’s willing ass. Aiman grabbed onto his head and began to pull him up and down on his throbbing member. Talal was, meanwhile, pushing his delectable cock inside of his other fuck hole. Within a few seconds he was being ravaged deliciously from both ends.

Talal and Aiman took turns on Samer’s ass, slamming their cock balls deep inside Samer. Samer’s head was swimming in the glow of the pleasure their hot cocks exploding up Samer’s ass, sending gobs of their warm, gooey cum into his very bowels.

Without a further word, Aiman and Talal were out the back door as Samer felt a rivulet of their mixed cum leaking out of his well-used ass. He slowly got up, cleaned up, and left the school. He never saw those studs again.


About the Author:

Samer was born in Egypt, a country where it is illegal and unacceptable to be gay. However, he was part of the gay community. Samer writes erotic stories mainly based in Egypt, either based on his own true stories or stories that he had heard from other Egyptians.

His Stories range from Romantic love erotic stories to hard core extreme erotic ones.

Follow him on Tumblr: www.samerbo.tumblr.com

Follow him on Twitter: https://twitter.com/SamerBoXXX

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