The men you need.
Zac Baker, Keenan Doyle and Hunter Hilton. A collaboration made in the filthiest part of gay heaven. Spicy gay fiction to get the heart pumping. Settle in. Unzip. These boys want to tell you a story.
Lucas
Giving me more than I ever had at one moment. Kicking me higher to a new tier. I never knew, until I knew, that I had so much to learn.
Qalin
We are the same height, but he has extra years on me. Extra years on horseback. Extra years in the practice yard, with mace, and bow, and sword. I grew up expecting to garden. He grew up expecting to fight. His shield arm, under my fingers, is like rock. The shoulders are made to set fly arrows to three hundred yards. He kills at a distance with those arrows. He kills at a distance with his words.
Shamattar
His arms completely enfold me. He has all I could wish for – in gentleness and in strength.
Andrew and Ed
For this is the quiet moment before they fuck me. The moment where we all know every minute of the next hour, and sail gently towards making it manifest. Every look and every lick and every touch and every inch of these boys inside my body seems as written in the stars as could be.
George
And out onto the sand, so we might disappear into shadows, the bright lights of the seafront a white neon stripe in the distance. On his back then, in the sand, my weight pressing him down, my lips at his mouth, exploring him. Tasting him. I smooth his hair away from his eyes and catch the moonlight glittering there.
Ruahron
Over a season, acknowledgements become smiles, and smiles become words. And he becomes my still space. My calm. We sit together, our backs to the wall and our backsides to the dirt. And one day his finger touches mine. And it is the only feeling in the world that counts.
The stories you’ll love.
Spicy MM romance. Gay erotica. Call it what you will. The temperature is just the same.
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