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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.

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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.

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

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Dubious Desire by Zane Menzy (Book Blitz)

Greetings, blog followers! Today we have Zane Menzy stopping by to share the hot cover and sexy excerpt from his new book, Dubious Desire!


Blurb:

Laid back Keegan Andrews loves his family and his friends but he hates conflict. So when his Mum and best mate, Liam, plan a big event for his eighteenth birthday against his wishes, he doesn’t argue.

Keegan warms to the idea when he discovers his girlfriend Tess is gifting him the best present ever. Sex! Finally, he will be able to “join the club” and leave his virgin status behind. Keegan secretly hopes this will cure him of a recently discovered side to himself. A side that wants nothing more than to see what the sexy jock Liam looks like underneath his clothes.

The night goes well ‘till his father’s best friend Damon arrives. The handsome womanizer ruins everything by robbing Keegan of his present.

As if that isn’t bad enough, Keegan finds out the next day he is going on a mini-getaway with Damon—alone. Biting his tongue and confused with feelings, Keegan begins to wonder how he can get even without it becoming a family dispute. Keegan decides maybe there is a way to get even… and join the club at the same time.

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Excerpt (Chapter Two):
Keegan sat in his bedroom, in front of his computer with his pants down around his ankles. The screen was lit up with sex, a porn video he had just been watching now on pause. The woman’s face had been frozen at the funniest time, her mouth opened wide in unflattering fashion, right in front of a fat, veiny cock that was spurting streaks of cum like bullets in her direction.
Keegan had been beating off most of the morning. He had just taken a break after blowing his second load. He wiped his hand clean of his spunk with a tissue he’d grabbed from a box of Kleenex beside him. He screwed up the soiled paper up, throwing it in a plastic bag at his feet, or as he liked to call it, “the cum dump.
He let his mind wander to his birthday that was only a few days away. It fell on a Saturday this year so if he fancied—after having a few drinks at home with his mates— he could go to town to go clubbing, finally able to see what all the fuss was about. Being born in December, he was the youngest of his school friends and as each month passed by during the year they would come to class raving about how much fun they were having in the bars. Keegan hadn’t been overly jealous but he was curious to know what all this fun was. However, school had wrapped up for the year a few weeks ago now, so he wasn’t going to have the chance to go to class and share any wacky tales of nights out.
Keegan knew he should be filling out hostel accommodation for university next year, but he kept putting it off, unsure if he really wanted to go anymore. His reason for what his mum called a strange change of heart was his biggest secret in the world, one he didn’t even know he had ‘till six months ago. He looked down at his sticky soft cock and imagined his secret sucking it clean.
His girlfriend of two years, Tess, certainly had no intention of doing it. They had been dating for two years and still she hadn’t put out. No fuck, no blow job. All they ever did on the rare occasion was frisky foreplay. Sticky fingers were the full extent of their love life. She would let him finger her pussy while she stroked his dick, giving him a hand job which always felt a bit too rough for his liking. They saw each other on weekends and Keegan had begun to view them not so much as a couple but each other’s reliable plus one to any parties they were invited to. Keegan had given up on Tess ever letting him fuck her. He just lived through porn and imagining fun times with his secret. He felt doomed to die a virgin and never actually join the club.
The Club was the term his best mate, Liam, had coined when he lost his virginity at fifteen. He crowed with pride how he had cycled fifteen kilometers to visit Sadie Wallace and fucked her for five hours. Liam did like to tell tall tales. Still, he wasn’t lying that he had sex—that part was true.
“I can’t wait for you boys to join the club too and see what it’s all about,” Liam had spouted.
Keegan, Skippy and Tony who made up Liam’s inner circle of friends, each sat listening, bitterly jealous. All of them dying to join the club. It wasn’t a surprise to any of them it was Liam who reached this milestone first. He was the best looking of the group and extremely popular. The other three all sort of rode his coat tails. If it were based on looks then Keegan assumed he would be next, although the late bloomer of the group thanks to puberty’s late arrival he was the next best looking. Thanks to his mother, he had inherited her attractive features. He had honey blonde hair that when left too long without a haircut grew caramel-colored curls which dropped across his forehead accentuating his soft, brown eyes. His slim, smooth body—although not decked out with abs like Liam—was naturally toned and all round he figured he was a pretty good catch.
But it wasn’t him who joined the club next. It was Skippy. The stupidly tall Australian lad had a pimply face and long, gangly limbs. He wasn’t exactly ugly but he wasn’t beautiful either. Still, his height led to rumors that he had a monster cock and one night at a party six months after Liam established the club, Skippy joined when Marie Thompson cornered him in the bathroom and demanded to know if the rumors were true.
This left Keegan and Tony left outside the invisible club doors, waiting to be let in. By now Keegan had started dating Tess so it seemed obvious it would be him. Little did he realize he was dating someone reluctant to let go of their virginal virtues and while he waited patiently the freckle faced, ginger haired Tony beat him to it. For his eighteenth birthday his older brother shouted him a trip to the whore parlor where he got to join the club with an overpriced ten minutes’ worth of loving. Tony had laughed about how pitiful his performance had been but it didn’t change the fact he still joined the club and now only one of the four remained on the outside. Keegan.
Keegan looked down at his drooping dick, he ran a finger up his smooth inner thighs and tugged gently on his hairy balls. He went to close the video down and look for some lesbian porn but before he could click away from the website his bedroom door burst wide open and in walked his secret.
“Oh, fuck, man. Not again,” Liam said loudly. He keeled over laughing at Keegan quickly pulling his pants back up.
“Well, maybe if you learned to knock you wouldn’t keep walking in on me when I’m… busy,” Keegan said, his neck beginning to redden. It was times like this he was grateful to be so naturally tanned.
“Is busy what the kids are calling it these days?” Liam grinned.
Keegan dismissed the comment and rolled his eyes.
Liam jumped in the air and landed on Keegan’s unmade bed, laying down on his stomach. “You been watching ‘Two Girls, One Cup’ again?” He cocked his eyebrows, giggling at Keegan who sat back down flustered.
“Eww, gross no. I can’t believe you even showed me that video.” Just thinking of it made Keegan want to vomit.
Liam laughed. “Yea, pretty feral, aye.” He ran a hand through his dark hair. Keegan loved how it was the perfect contrast to his mate’s pale skin and bright blue eyes. He was wearing a black singlet that showed off his broad shoulders. Keegan tried not to stare too much at his friend’s muscles. “Anyway I came to tell you there’s been a change of plans with your birthday,” Liam said. He looked around at Keegan’s dirty clothes strewn across the floor.
“What do you mean a change of plans?” Keegan frowned, not liking where this was heading.
Liam lifted his face, meeting Keegan’s stare. “Your mum told me about your lame plans to have a quiet night, so I have come to tell you me and her have made an executive decision and you’re going to be having a big piss up at your grandparent’s farm.”
Keegan shook his head. “But I don’t want a big party.”
“What you want and what you get are two different things, buddy.” Liam smiled, showing off his sexy teeth. “Keegan, you’re my best mate and you deserve… you need a proper celebration of your life on your day of days.”
Keegan laughed. “You just want an excuse to invite some chick you’re after.”
Liam nodded. “Five actually. Figure I’d cover my bases.” He gave Keegan a wink.
“Is it too late for me to tell you both to cancel it,” Keegan asked.
“Far too late, I’ve already text everyone.”
Keegan groaned. “Lucky me, a huge party I never wanted.” He threw his hands up in the air mockingly.
Liam climbed off his bed and walked over to where Keegan was sitting. “Move over, there’s something I want to show you,” he said, motioning for Keegan to get out from the chair. Keegan stood up to let Liam have his seat, before he could step away Liam grabbed his shoulder. “Stay still.” He stepped in towards Keegan, their face only inches apart. He opened his mouth and his breath rolled over Keegan’s face giving him chills. “I swear you have gotten taller again, we’re nearly the same height.”
Keegan nodded. “Almost.” Liam was just on six-feet and Keegan was now only an inch shorter. Our similar heights would make us perfect kissing partners, Keegan thought to himself.
Liam gently shoved him aside and sat down in front of the computer. His feet rustled the plastic bag. “Oh gross, Keegan.” He laughed and kicked the bag with his foot.
Keegan shrugged. “You make it sound like you never wank.”
“Of course I do. That is what I’m about to show you.”
Keegan felt wishful at the statement. “You’re about to show me you wanking?”
“You wish,” Liam replied.
I do actually.
Liam began typing in a new search bar. “I’m about to show you this new site I’ve been using. It’s got some seriously hot shit on it.” Keegan leaned over Liam’s shoulder to get a better look. “It’s called Crashing Hearts, I found it last week.”
“Sounds like a mills and boon site,” Keegan muttered.
“I know right, but trust me, it definitely isn’t!” Liam clicked into the website. A pink main page displayed with a content warning and an invitation to enter if you were over eighteen. “Well you aren’t allowed in here ‘till Saturday and become of age, but since I’m eighteen I guess we can go in,” Liam joked.
“What would I do if I didn’t have a real adult,” Keegan joked.
“Yep, you’d be lost without me,” Liam said, never taking his eyes off the screen. When he clicked enter the screen turned black and soon images of cages appeared, naked men and women trapped inside. In other images people were tied down, or strung from wooden beams, being whipped.
“This looks a bit fucking heavy for my liking,” Keegan said.
“Nar man, it’s hot as some of these videos. Like there’s a mix of professional and amateur vids uploaded on here.” Liam scrolled through a list of videos and clicked on one that featured a red headed women dressed head to toe in a PVC suit. The video soon uploaded and it didn’t take long to establish this women was a dominatrix, she had a male and female tied together who she walked around taunting with sex toys and threats.
“Are you into this sort of stuff?” Keegan asked, curious for an answer.
“I dunno, maybe?” He turned his head around, staring at Keegan and smiled. “But hey, who doesn’t have their kinks and secrets, right?”
You’re not wrong there.
Keegan nodded. He looked down and saw Liam adjusting himself. “Would you like me to leave you alone to sort yourself out,” Keegan teased.
Liam shrugged. “I wouldn’t care if you were here or not.” He stretched his arms out in and yawned.
Keegan felt his loins tingle at what was no doubt a comment Liam didn’t really mean.
Liam got to his feet. “Anyway I only dropped by quickly to tell you about your party. I’ve gotta head home and get ready for work. Mum wants me to go in to work and help out this afternoon.” Liam’s mum owned her own book store along the main street, she often relied on Liam to cover any sick staff on weekends. Something Keegan found hilarious, he doubted Liam had ever read a book that didn’t have pictures in it.
Keegan’s face dropped, his disappointment sprinkled the room at news of his secret departing. “Okay, well I guess I will see you on Saturday.”
Liam headed towards the door. “You’ll see me before then I’m sure. I’ll call you later after work and go through arrangements for your birthday.” He threw a hand up to wave goodbye without looking back.
Keegan went to his window and watch Liam walk out the drive. His secret who had given him the peculiar dilemma. What am I? Keegan no longer knew if he were straight, gay, bi, curious or just screwed up. He closed his eyes and took his mind back to how these inconvenient feelings had started.

About the Author:

Zane lives way, way down under in New Zealand. He is a fan of reading, movies, music, sport and nights out that usually lead to his head hanging in a bucket the next morning. Zane also enjoys writing sexy tales with hot characters who find themselves in unique situations.

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Silent Hearts: Excerpt

Silent Hearts comes out in just two weeks!

To celebrate, here’s an excerpt!

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“You’re cute when you’re happy.”

Jake rolled his eyes. “Thanks, I guess.” He pulled his hands out of the dough and went to wash them.

“What’s this?”

“Hmm?” Jake looked back. Grant picked something up off the floor.

“This fell out of your back pocket.” Grant read from a small piece of paper, “The Brawny Scot.”

Jake’s heart thudded and ice coursed through his veins. He’d gone there as an eff-you to Grant, but hadn’t actually wanted him to know about it. And, truthfully, as the hours passed, he’d grown regretful over going.

“Is that where you were today?” Grant’s voice was low and quiet. There was an intensity in his eyes that Jake had seen only once before—during the previous night and their argument over kisses. Obviously, he knew what The Brawny Scot was.

“So what if I was?” Jake dried his hands with a towel and leaned against the counter, crossing his arms in front of him. He might regret his choices, but he wasn’t going to apologize for them.

“You went to a fucking sauna?”

Jake took a deep breath, deciding which way to go with this. When the heat of anger warmed his cheeks, he had his answer. “Yes, I went. I sucked five dicks and got totally covered in cum.” His words were quick and crisp, though muted so as to not wake anyone.

Grant shook his head. “Do you have no self-respect? No self-love?”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“This!” Grant threw the card down on the counter, the oiled-up torso emblazoned across it shone in the kitchen’s light. “Sex with no intimacy, blowjobs with no kissing, sucking anonymous dicks in the dark—it shows you don’t respect yourself, that you just want to be used by some random man as a tool to get off. And this…this random sauna thing is fucking dangerous! Do you know how many diseases run rampant through there?”

Jake breathed in and out, trying to calm the anger threatening to erupt. His face felt warm; he knew his cheeks were beet red. “Not all of us want boyfriends. Some of us just want sex. Hookups are fun, and if you think that only self-haters do them and they’re always destructive, then you’re living in some sort of dream world. Welcome to reality, Grant, people fuck strangers all the time.”

Grant squeezed the bridge of his nose and closed his eyes. When he opened them, Jake could tell a lot of the man’s anger had deflated. “That’s not exactly what I’m saying.”

“Then what are you saying, exactly?”

“Kissing adds passion and energy to sex—even anonymous sex. Your refusal to kiss me the other night would have made the blowjob mechanical. If I want mechanical, I’ll use my fist. The motions are only half of sex—kissing and intimacy, however fleeting, are the other half.”

“You need to grow up and separate sex from love. No one at the sauna wants a kiss, they just want to get off.”

“Well, maybe that’s the sauna culture. I have hookups now and then, but I always kiss—it makes a connection special, even if it’s just for a moment and I don’t know the guy’s name.”

Jake glared at him. As much as he wanted to remain mad at him, he felt his anger shrinking. “Why can’t you accept that I just don’t want to kiss?”

“Because in your case, Jake, I sense that it’s something deeper. It’s not just about not wanting to kiss.”

Jake blinked, bewildered. “What the hell are you talking about?”

“Have you ever kissed a man?”

“Of course I have.” A chasm opened up inside of him, an emptiness and yearning.

Grant squinted at him. “I mean really kissed a man…deep, hard, hungry.”

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Autumn Fire – Excerpt

Autumn Fire

Autumn Fire comes out today!

Here’s an excerpt from Chapter One — enjoy!

[This excerpt is very explicit and NSFW and is thus intended for mature audiences only.]

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Hot blowjobs! Call Dave!

Dustin glanced over the phone number scrawled in faded ink, marring the grey paint. A half a dozen more “offers” decorated the wall—hookups made inherently sleazy when delivered in bathroom graffiti.

Not that he should judge, since he occupied the stall in the men’s room at the back of the library for an anonymous blowjob with some guy he met on the internet.

Dustin barely knew anything more about CollegeJock22 than he did about “Dave,” but it was still different…somehow. He’d at least seen CollegeJock22’s picture, if only a grainy crotch shot.

His thoughts crashed to a halt when the bathroom door next to him opened. Blood immediately pounded in his ears, so loud he struggled to hear the hesitant footsteps make their way to the urinal. Cold sweat spread across his forehead. He’d done his share of hookups, but never in a public place before. The danger of being caught both terrified and excited him.

Dustin stared at the sneakered foot, visible just below the stall wall, as the other man stopped at the urinal on the other side of the metal divider. He waited for the signal. Until he heard it, he didn’t know who had come in, CollegeJock22 or some random dude needing to take a piss.

He heard a zipper open, but not the telltale sound of urination. The foot shifted. The pant leg lifted, briefly flashing a white sock. The signal. Dustin flashed his own sock.

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