Do-Over: a Gay for You Erotic Romance

What if the life you were living wasn’t the life you were meant to live? What if you had an opportunity to go back in time and change it?


Dean loves his wife, but he’s not sure if he is in love with her. When he makes a wish on a shooting star, he gets an opportunity to return to the moment that caused him to fall in love and get married. He wants a chance to make a different decision—a “do-over”—so that he can end up with the person he was meant to be with. Little does he know, this person is a man.


Once Dean makes this unexpected discovery, he has to choose between his new boyfriend and his future wife. For reasons he does not understand, the choice isn’t easy.


This 21,000+ word work of erotic fiction features scenes of first-time MM oral and anal sex, along with male solo masturbation and MF straight sex. It is intended for mature audiences only


Excerpt:


Dean shuddered, half in delight from the erotic display of his partner’s eagerness to taste all of him, and half from the natural sensitivity of his post-orgasmic state. He looked at Dane with an apology in his eyes and offered a brief, “I’m sorry, man.”


“Don’t worry about it.” Dane spoke with a casual confidence that put Dean at ease. “It happens. I mean, you were obviously pretty excited, so it’s not a big deal.”


“Yeah.” Dean managed a relaxed smile.

“So, uh, can it be my turn?” Dane held his hands with one placed on the button of his jeans, and the other holding steady on his zipper.


Dean didn’t say anything. Instead, he brushed his partner’s hands away until he was able to undo his jeans and unzip him. He reached into his pants, let his hands enter the soft cotton of Dane’s boxer-briefs, and grasped his **** between his fingers. He pulled his member out until it was free from the elastic of his undergarments.


Dean paused for a moment, and took a deep breath. On any day before this one, when he wanted to make fun of someone, he would have called that person a “********er.” Now he was about to become one, and it was almost too real for him to process. He wondered what he would say if he found that he couldn’t do it. He gripped Dane’s member in his hand, feeling it swell with his grip, and lowered his head, until it was inside his mouth.


Dane let out a long, “ah!” sound and placed his hand on Dean’s shoulders. He knew that it was his neighbor’s first time, and he had adjusted his expectations accordingly. He was astonished to find that, what he lacked in technique, he more than made up for in enthusiasm.