EROTIC GAY TALES: THE FIRST TEN VOLUMES AND 2 NOVELLAS
by
Nathan J. Morissey
SMASHWORDS EDITION
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PUBLISHED BY:
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Erotic Gay Tales: The First Ten Volumes and 2 Novellas
Copyright 2011 by Nathan J. Morissey
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Copyright 2011 by Nathan J. Morissey
All rights reserved. No parts of this book shall be reproduced, stored or transmitted by any means, except with the written permission of the author.
Please note that this story contains explicit erotic and sexual content and is intended only for persons over the age of 18. By downloading and opening this document, you are stating that you are of legal age to access and view this work of fiction. Mature readers only. Reader discretion is advised.
This work of fiction is the product of the author’s imagination. Any similarities to real life characters, places and events are unintended and purely coincidental.
Please further note that all characters depicted are of legal adult age (at least 21 or older).
Foreword
Dear Loyal Readers,
This compilation consists of the first 10 volumes in the Erotic Gay Tales series, including the novelette A Hard Man is Good to Find AND the novellas Latent Homoerotic Desire and My Brother's Hot Friend Chad, both of the Homoerotic Romance Novella Series.
At $9.99, you save $4 if you purchase this collection, instead of purchasing each one separately. To purchase each one separately would cost you $14.
That’s like getting FOUR whole volumes for free (or the TWO novellas for free)!
Note: Erotic Gay Tales 5 was actually Erotic Gay Tales 4 plus the novelette. However, you’re still getting 10 volumes in this collection, because of the novelette.
Disclaimer: Reading these stories may cause extreme hornyness, including hard-ons. Please know that it is perfectly normal to get erections while reading. You have been warned.
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Contents:
1. Sexing it up Shower-room Style
2. Cute Country Cowboy
3. Hunky Customer in Dressing Room
4. Hot Daddy
5. Sexy Intern
6. Muscle Worship
7. Tantric Sex with Hot Asian
8. Hunky Bus Driver
9. Photo-Shoot with Beefy Football Player
10. My Brother's Hot Friend
11. The Bitten Peach Luxury Resort - Room Service of a Sexual Nature
12. Getting It On with the Hunky Real Estate Agent
13. The Stud Next Door
14. My Mouthwatering TA
15. The Handyman's Sexual Services
16. My Sister's Ex-boyfriend
17. An Erotic Time at The Bitten Peach Luxury Resort (Jacuzzi)
18. The Bitten Peach Luxury Resort - The Dancer at the Strip Club
19. The Bitten Peach Luxury Resort - Fun in the Sauna with the Italian Stallion
20. The Bitten Peach Luxury Resort - Wet Sex in the Swimming Pool
21. My Roommate’s Hot Dad
22. Sexy Papi in the Tent
23. No Refractory Period
24. A Pool Boy Story
25. A College Boy Story
26. A Hard Man is Good to Find (Novelette)
27. Latent Homoerotic Desire (Homoerotic Romance Novella)
28. My Brother's Hot Friend Chad (Homoerotic Romance Novella)
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Erotic Gay Tales 1
1. Sexing It Up Shower-Room Style
I was stripping down in the communal shower room at Sun God Recreation Centre when he came in, wearing nothing but a towel. Standing at 6”2, he gave me a sly look, then thumped the door closed with a bang! We were all alone in there, just the two of us. There was no escape. The only sound was the steady drip of a shower faucet.
It was that same young white guy I was eying hungrily while I was working on my triceps back in the weight room. Revealing perfectly chiseled abs, he was shirtless and doing bicep curls. His rhythmic motions were hypnotic as his biceps contracted, then relaxed. I remembered all I wanted to do was suck on that bulging muscle on his left arm. He saw me gaping at him, so I quickly averted my eyes. I glanced up again and he nodded, and then flashed me a shy but cute smile, as if to say “It’s ok. You can look. I know I’m hot and God knows I want it even worse than you.”
Making me come back to the present, he said, “I saw you watching me. I know you want me.”
His deep masculine voice oozed out of all 180 pounds of muscle, like chocolate syrup drizzled on a piece of rich and creamy black forest cake. This was the voice of Hercules - a Hercules that liked other men.
I denied it but he continued lustfully, “I’m Leo and we’re gonna have some fun in here.”
He didn’t have to tell me but I knew he was a football player. That short blond hair, that angled and chiseled chin, those broad shoulders, that tiny, barely noticeable area of hair on his muscular chest - there was no doubt in my mind. I wanted him so badly my entire body was weak.
He smiled bashfully, more in anticipation of the man-on-man fun we were about to enjoy than in actual shyness. My heart raced and my breathing quickened. This was my first time and so far, it was hot.
He approached me as I began to quiver. I noticed that he was half a head taller than me, just how I liked my men. He looked young enough to pass for an athletic college stud, but I knew that he was at least 26.
He was now so close to me that I could smell his faint manly scent. It smelled like fresh dove soap with just a hint of something extra, something musty and masculine. It was driving me wild - wild with desire.
With his ocean blue eyes, he stared at me boldly and I just about fainted. We were so close that - if I wanted to - I could reach out with my tongue and it would caress his soft pale lips.
I turned on the nearest shower and steam floated all around us. It reminded me of clouds. Was this what Heaven was like?
He stroked his hand against my cheek and it felt divine, like being tickled lightly with a feather. Unable to stand it anymore, I inched closer until my mouth was just slightly apart from his. I then reached in and brushed my lips gently against his as my hands ran all over his arms. I started from his bulgy shoulder muscles and worked my way past the mountainous and well-defined biceps, swept over to his shapely triceps on the other side of his arm and finally rested my hands on his waist. We fit together like two pieces of a puzzle.
I felt my rod rise in my boxers. It was filled to the brim with my juice. I wanted to empty it so badly.
Just then, I realized that I was starving. And this was my dinner.
We kissed and necked for what seemed like hours, but it wasn’t enough. It was never going to be enough. My tongue slithered onto his and they touched and curled into each other, like two snakes indulging in orgasmic tantric sex.
With my hands, I rapidly untied the knot on the towel around his waist. There was not a single second to waste.
I glimpsed his sausage and it was heavenly. He. Was. So. Hung. Surrounded by just a little pubic hair, his magnificent quivering member began to stand at attention as we continued to lock lips. Good, he was getting aroused too. A hard man is good to find.
I grabbed onto his dick and gently tugged at it while my tongue explored his. We were both completely buck naked in that shower room, just me and this hunk of a manly man.
“Hhhhmmmmmmm,” I let out.
After a while, I pulled back just a little. With his short golden blond hair matted against his forehead, his mischievous and naughty eyes teasing me, his rosy cheeks flushed with excitement and the one small dimple on his left cheek, he looked like a Greek god of sex.
The steam from the hot shower water swirled around us once again, wrapping us in a veil that would keep out the rest of the world. It was a cocoon that we could privately do anything in - absolutely anything. I lived in that moment. I lived for that moment. He and I were that moment.
One tiny drop of water dripped its way down his hair and trickled into his mouth. More than anything, I wanted to lick that drop of water before it could even enter his mouth. No, screw that, I wanted to be that drop of water.
We had stopped doing anything naughty , but I delighted in the fact that I could continue to stroke and lick his muscles any time I wanted to. We stood there and waited. For what? We didn’t know and we didn’t care. We just knew that we had forever to play with each other in that steamy shower room. The anticipating was killing me.