An evening out with friends turns into an extraordinary evening of wildly erotic sex when Chris Saturday’s truck breaks down on the way home. He couldn’t have asked for a more equipped tow truck driver, or one so driven to please him. Rain, mud and two libidos in overdrive create an unimaginable heat in the midst of a Explicit erotic hot gay sex.
Evan J. Xavier is the author of kinky, taboo gay erotica. He's self-deprecating, semi-cool, quirky, lover of all things James Franco, and a perfect southern gentleman when he's not horizontal. Born, raised and devirginized in Alabama. Currently living in Chicago.
I'm not sure if this crosses into the line of so bad it's good, but it definitely gives a run for its money. This leaves behind erotica (which should have some sense of artistry in the writing) and becomes porn, with the cheesy setting and the bad dialogue.
Only pick this up if you want a laugh. Two of my favorite lines:
...he placed my dick into his mouth as if it were a harmonica. The author doesn't seem to understand how a harmonica is played. Dude, you're doing it wrong....in so many ways.
"You taste like honey," he said. Poor choice of words when talking about cum, but no, he's talking about eating the guy's ass out. Which, even if he was clean as a whistle (and since it's romance/erotica/porn, we'll assume he is), wouldn't taste like honey. But hey, maybe he did. Nomnomnom?
This was pretty good for a short story but parts of it just made me cringe with how stereotypically pornographic it was. It was a caricature of real passion, using desserts as metaphors for sex - it was very cliche and very unrealistic.
I think this would have worked better and been hotter if Chris didn't know the tow truck driver and it was just about sex and getting off. Trying to get them into a relationship just didn't work because we didn't really get to know them. The ending was kinda abrupt!