Name: A Bisexual Husband: Explicit Gay Erotic Short Stories for Men (Hot and Sexy) (en Inglés)
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Author: García, Manuel
ISBN: 9788397676633

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A Bisexual Husband: Explicit Gay Erotic Short Stories for Men (Hot and Sexy) (en Inglés)

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Libro Físico

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Publishdrive

Autor

García, Manuel

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Inglés

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Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

21.0 x 14.8 x 0.4 cm

ISBN13

9788397676633

A Bisexual Husband: Explicit Gay Erotic Short Stories for Men (Hot and Sexy) (en Inglés)

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Raw, physical, and unapologetically male-A Bisexual Husband is a collection of erotic short stories that doesn't flinch. Manuel García writes with the tension of skin meeting skin, the scent of sweat in confined spaces, and the weight of what men never say out loud. These are not fantasies; they are collisions-between bodies, power, and the unspoken hunger that simmers beneath daily life. In the title story, a husband returns home exhausted-only to recount an unexpected midday detour that spirals into something far more primal. What begins as a mundane stop at the post office turns into an invitation. A bite to eat. A memory rekindled. A door closed. And two men-silent, heavy-limbed, and sure of what they want. He sat close, his thigh pressing against mine. His voice was low, but the words hit like a shove to the chest. "You took it well yesterday," he said, his hand sliding behind me. "You lifted your ass like you wanted more." I didn't answer. I didn't need to. The way I shifted, the way I let his finger push through cotton and into me-that was the answer. The air is thick. The tension is real. The next move is already happening.Some men speak with their hands. Others, with what comes after.