My new roommate is a total jock. And I want his hard, muscular body all over mine.
Last year, I roomed with a fellow nerd. But now I share a room with the captain of the football team. Six-five and stacked with muscle.
I’ve always thought I was straight. But every time he steps out of the shower and struts around the room with that big piece of man meat swinging between his legs, the dirty thoughts won’t stop.
How do you stay sane when your wet dream sleeps in the bunk above you?
milo & zach - 3.25 stars 🫡 you know what? i respect lucas blaze’s game so bad. you know exactly what you’re here for and he serves it on a smutty platter. king. never stop. no wonder i’ve nearly gone through his entire backlist
I'm a big fan of Lucas Blaze short stories, and this one did not disappoint. It's a fun, steamy, quick read. And I couldn't help but laugh at all of the Roman Empire references.