My First Gay Lover

By Scarlet Carson

In this torrid sex story that alternates between current past events, Steve, not satisfied by his frigid wife, finds himself desperate for physical love, but never dreams that his desire will lead him into the arms of another man. He secretly exposes his sexual desire through online webchats, but that thrill soon fades, and he realizes that he needs more. After reluctantly answering a MFM ad, he is quickly overcome with lust, and finds himself experiencing the life-changing pounding love that only another man can provide.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Scarlet Carson
• Release date: May 30, 2018
• ISBN: 9781370848676

Scarlet Carson

Scarlet Carson was born in Georgia in the back seat of a Greyhound bus rollin' down Highway 41. She began writing at an early age, and graduated from both Macon College and the University of Georgia with degrees in English. Unfortunately, she discovered that English degrees don't mean much in the real world, and opted to channel her creative energies into writing short novels, which led to her winning the coveted Eagle Award. Today, she lives with her husband and two dogs on a farm in south Georgia, and embarrasses her family on a daily basis due to her erotic fiction.

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My First Gay Lover

By

Scarlet Carson

Copyright 2017 Ghostwriter’s Ink

All characters in this story are 18 and over.

Book contains graphic sex scenes between unrelated adults.

TABLE OF CONTENTS

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 1

Steve Jones lay on his back, eyes closed, hands clasped behind his head, enjoying the blow job that he was currently receiving. He loved the feel of the tongue on the head of his cock, and the gentle then rough stroking of his foreskin.

It was easy to pretend that the mouth currently servicing him was female. He fantasized that it was his wife, then a former girlfriend, and, hell, even the young girl next door. Anything to get it out of his mind that it was a man who was now sucking the hell out of his cock.

I’m not gay Steve thought, trying to convince himself. It’s all her fault.

Steve was referring to his wife, Marie. She had never been interested in sex, only begrudgingly participating in wifely duties, and usually only sucking him until he was about to cum, then stopping and letting him finish with his own hand.

Bitch, he muttered under his breath. Steve jumped a little when he felt the man’s teeth rake across his cock, and he resisted the temptation to look down and watch the blowjob. Steve had just turned 50, and realized that the best years of his life, figuratively and literally, were behind him, and he wanted, no needed, to have some sort of sex life … hell, he just wanted to fuck someone normally … before he got too old.

He never imagined