Gay Rock Star (MM First-Time Gay Sex‪)‬

When Gerry finds out that he has been assigned to interview rock legend Remmy Fine for his college newspaper, he cannot believe his luck. Remmy has a reputation for his hard-living, hard-partying lifestyle, and Gerry hopes he might learn something about how to improve his luck with women from him. Of course, there are rumors that he likes extreme sex acts, and that he might even occasionally have sex with men. To Gerry, those are just rumors. Little does he know that he’s about to get a front-row seat to the truth about Remmy. He likes to think of his idol as the consummate rocker, but he’s the one who is about to get his world rocked!


This 6100 word work of erotic fiction features scenes of MM flirting and seduction, brief MF oral sex, and a first-time MM encounter with oral and anal sex. It is intended for mature audiences only.


Excerpt:


“Oh.” he said, looking at me with a stone-faced expression, “You wanna see it?”


“We did this before, remember?” I said, suddenly finding my courage. “You tricked me into touching you. I won’t fall for it, again.”


“Well, that’s too bad!” He ran his fingers over the cotton-y bulge sticking out of his fly. “Because I know you’ve heard the rumors about my ****, too. And let me answer your next question: yes, they’re all true!”


I sat there for an uncomfortable moment. It could not have been more than five seconds, but it felt like thirty minutes. I expected him to burst out laughing, to tell me that he almost had me. He just sat there and looked at me calmly. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I decided to call his bluff.


I reached my hand out and placed them on the tip of his still-covered ****. I squeezed lightly, testing to make sure I was really feeling him, and not some prop he had substituted to make me look even dumber than I had felt after his prank earlier. I could tell from just this light squeeze that his **** was massive. No, that’s not the word. It was gigantic. There were rumors that a certain Governor’s daughter couldn’t have children anymore, because she had insisted on fitting all of him in her. I didn’t know if those rumors were true, but I didn’t doubt them, either.


“Here.” He brushed my hand away softly. “Let me help you.” The next thing I knew, he had unbuttoned his pants and pulled down the elastic of his boxer-briefs. His **** stood up proudly. I could see that he was at least ten and one-half inches long, if not more. It had girth and heft to it, too. It was the complete package. I had never seen anything like it.