Flesh for Fantasy [MultiFormat]
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eBook by Barry Lowe
eBook Category: Erotica/Menage Erotica
eBook Description: When you see the man of your dreams during Sydney Gay and Lesbian Mardi Gras Parade being ogled by tens of thousands of horny men, how can one older man get him alone? Blurb: Steve sees a young, blond twink on a parade float during Mardi Gras and wants him--for a musical version of Death in Venice. Or so he says. The young blond is a walking wet dream and everyone wants to bed him, so once the parade is over the pursuit is on, but everywhere Steve looks he sees sexy blond men. Which one is his, and will he find him before the drugs wear off?
eBook Publisher: loveyoudivine, Published: 2010, 2010
Fictionwise Release Date: August 2010
1 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats [MultiFormat - What's this?]: eReader (PDB) [60 KB]
, ePub (EPUB) [85 KB]
, Rocket/REB1100 (RB) [19 KB]
, Portable Document Format (PDF) [736 KB]
, Palm Doc (PDB) [20 KB]
, Microsoft Reader (LIT) [60 KB]
, Franklin eBookMan (FUB) [92 KB]
, hiebook (KML) [99 KB]
, Sony Reader (LRF) [98 KB]
, iSilo (PDB) [17 KB]
, Mobipocket (PRC) [21 KB]
, Kindle Compatible (MOBI) [82 KB]
, OEBFF Format (IMP) [34 KB]
Reading time: 16-23 min.
Microsoft Reader (LIT) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
Portable Document Format (PDF) Format: Printing DISABLED, Read-Aloud ENABLED
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
"Now put it on," Robbo commanded.
Gingerly, Steven unzipped and took out his erection even though the ambience reminded him more of a supermarket check-out than anything even remotely erotic. He felt his shirt pocket for his business card, which he would give the blond as he talked to him about the great role and opportunity he was offering him in his new musical.
"Don't just play with it--put it on!"
Steven was so full of eccy love he wanted to embrace the whole world. He supposed it was only fair that Robbo was making sure he did it safely.
"Here, give it to me." Robbo grabbed the condom from his fumbling fingers, and in a few deft strokes had it on him.
"That one's taking his time," Steven said counting off the number of men in front of him. "Like those people who don't have their money ready when they get on the bus." That thought stayed with him right up until it was his turn.
He bent over the blond, who was otherwise engaged slurping on a cock as if it were a giant ice cream and said into the one available ear, "My name's Steven, and I want--"
Robbo grabbed Steven around the waist and with a deft maneuver guided his erect cock up the blond's arse. "Talk to him about it later. Right now, you've got more important things to do."