Sequel to Four on the Floor What's a guy to do when his lover joins a band of pirates, but the only booty they're interested in is the boyfriend's? After selling his ass to three sleazebags in revenge for Steve's neglect (Four on the Floor), Billy puts further pressure on their relationship when he joins an amateur production of Gilbert & Sullivan's Pirates of Penzance. The pirate chorus has definite designs on Billy's booty that will culminate in his getting it in the aft from all of them at the closing night party if they can just get rid of Steve for an hour or two.
Naughty or nice? Sugar or Spice? Whatever way you like it, Barry Lowe writes M/M Romance and Erotica that’s as addictive and satisfying as your morning cup of coffee. If you like it short and sweet with a happy ending then saucy romance is for you. But if you like a stronger brew with fetish, cuckold relationships, taboo, and all things steamy then try the Erotica – but watch out for the heat!
Billy has a booty. all the pirates want that booty. Pirates all gang rape billy and peg his booty uh after gang rape/gang bang billy makes a big decision and book ends with a cliff hanger
This is so bad, its almost good. Every time I start feeling bad for Billy or Steve, within the next few words, they do something that totally negates those feelings. They have to be the worst couple on the planet and the rest of the characters are no better.
This story had everything that pushes all my smut-happy buttons: lots of hot and nasty man-sex, a yummy bottom boy who likes it, pirates looking for booty, voyeurism and serious dirty talk. So why only one star? Because of the massive raceFAIL. Hmm, the black male character is possessed of monster-sized equipment whose sole purpose in the narrative is to stuff monster-sized package inside the tight hole of a white guy's butt. Yes, I get that it's a fantasy but why does fantasy have to fall back on a tired old stereotype? I'm sure that a lot of guys (and women) find the idea of being screwed senseless by a well-hung black man the penultimate fantasy, but they probably miss the point that there's more to black men than just their cocks. Fetishizing much? It's rather interesting that black women who write interracial erotica don't seem to be stuck on size or reducing white men to the sum of their parts. You guys might learn something from them.
Second, I don't mind dub-con, but it has to be done well. The story fails to indicate that Billy is really a willing participant in his pirate-style ravishment. Frankly, why are Steve and Billy even a couple if their sex life is boring to the point where Billy needs to be gangbanged a lot and Steve gets off on watching but is still unsure of their relationship? Frankly, these two should just be fuck-buddies and call it a day. Monogamy just isn't working.
4.5 stars This was even better than the preceding book Four on the Floor. TONS more of the dirty slut talking, plus dubcon AND dubcon piss drinking. What's not to love???
After selling his ass to three sleazebags in revenge for Steve’s neglect (Four on the Floor), Billy puts further pressure on their relationship when he joins an amateur production of Gilbert & Sullivan’s Pirates of Penzance. The pirate chorus has definite designs on Billy’s booty that will culminate in his getting it in the aft from all of them at the closing night party…if they can just get rid of Steve for an hour or two.
I hate Billy...I hate Steve...I'm not sure who I hate more. Certainly Jerry. I keep waiting for someone to do something that makes sense and I'm sort of in a state of shock.
The rape that becomes not a rape...I just don't get it.
I didn't have a problem with all of the sex. I wasn't even mad at Billy for being unable to say no. I had the problem with Steve being such a pushover.