Name: The Professor: Explicit Gay Erotic Short Stories for Men (Hot and Sexy) (en Inglés)
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Author: García, Manuel
ISBN: 9788397692145

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The Professor: Explicit Gay Erotic Short Stories for Men (Hot and Sexy) (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

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Publishdrive

Autor

García, Manuel

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

21.0 x 14.8 x 0.4 cm

ISBN13

9788397692145

The Professor: Explicit Gay Erotic Short Stories for Men (Hot and Sexy) (en Inglés)

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Raw, unfiltered, and unapologetically carnal-The Professor is a collection of gay erotic short stories that delve into the hidden heat between men who speak little, but whose bodies say everything. Manuel García captures masculinity at its most electric: quiet stares, rough hands, sweat, scent, and the charged space where conflict and craving collide. At the heart of the collection is the title story, The Professor, where the sterile setting of a university office becomes the stage for a slow-burning tension between a student and his teacher's aide. A thesis meeting turns into something far more intimate, as unspoken glances and barely contained desire erupt into a moment that neither man can-or wants to-forget. He watched me shift in my seat, his eyes darkening each time the fabric clung to my thighs. I wore sweatpants, no underwear, just a jockstrap. I stood, crossed the room, and placed myself between him and the desk. My fingers took his and guided them over my bare skin. "I know you want this, professor." He hesitated, then crushed his mouth against mine. From there, there was no turning back-only skin, heat, and the thrill of being caught in the act. García doesn't dress things up-he strips them down. These are stories about desire that simmers under the surface until it breaks, stories where men seek each other in the quiet, in the conflict, in the dark. The Professor is not fantasy. It's need, sweat, instinct-and what happens when two bodies finally give in.