Mile High Club: An Erotic Bisexual Menage

By Ken James

Five-way lust in the Mile-High City . . .

Charlie takes his friends Beverly and Kevin to Denver for a mile-high house party with wealthy swingers Alexia and Brady.

Alexia falls in instant lust with Beverly. Last time, Brady was shy with Charlie. Now, he's eager for more hot gay sex, especially with two randy studs to play with.

And Alexia has her own plans for Charlie and Kevin . . .

Contains explicit male-male, male-male-male, female-female, male-female, male-male-female, and strap-on sex.

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• Language: English
• Publisher: Ken James
• Release date: Dec 6, 2018
• ISBN: 9780463635308

Ken James

I was born in Denver and raised in Cheyenne, Wyoming. My first time with another boy was in my early teens. Girls came a few years later.After I graduated from the University of Wyoming, I spent a year as a roadie for a series of rock and roll bands, then moved to Austin to work for a computer company.I started writing in grade school and was a reporter on my junior high and high school papers. My lover (now husband) and I published a gay newspaper in Austin for several years.I've been writing gay and bisexual erotic fiction since 2003.I live in Austin with my husband Wayde.

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Mile High Club

Ken James

Ken James Fiction

Austin, Texas

http://kenjamesfiction.com

Mile High Club © 2018 by Ken James

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This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

Warning: this book contains sexually explicit scenes and graphic language and may be considered offensive by some readers.

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Thanks to Wayde, my greatest fan, best friend, and husband, for all his love, enthusiasm, and support.

Contents

Mile High Club

About Ken James

Jack Hammer: King's Ransom – A Gay Romantic Thriller

Books by Ken James

Dark Flowers

A Request From the Author

Mile High Club

Welcome to the 'Mile High Club.' Brady held the door for Beverly, her boyfriend Kevin, and me.

We stepped into the ultimate man cave. The big room took up half of the three-story mansion's basement. A giant flat screen, flanked by four smaller flat screens, dominated one wall. Flames danced in a big stone fireplace. Lush upholstered chairs and couches were scattered around the room. Neon script behind a bar salvaged from an old saloon read Mile High Club.

Alexia, Brady's wife, was waiting inside. She saw me looking at the neon sign. Like the name, Charlie? She was in her late 20s, tall, solidly-constructed, and athletic, with long straight black hair, flashing dark eyes and a wide smile set in a 50s movie star face, wearing dark nylons, black spike heels, a tight knee-length black skirt, and a frilly low-cut white peasant blouse that showed off her spectacular double-D cleavage.

Sure. I tried to look innocent. Denver's the 'Mile High City.'

Alexia laughed and took me in her arms, pressing her giant breasts into my chest. "And there's the other meaning." She kissed me, long and hard.

I know. I gripped her buttocks and ground my hard-on into her crotch.

Naughty boy. She turned to Beverly. Who is this angel?

Beverly was young and slim, with blue eyes, a warm smile, long straight blond hair flowing half-way down her back, cute medium-sized tits, and a tight muscular ass. If I'd thought angels looked like her, I'd have paid more attention in church.

She was dressed in a naughty version of business casual: a bright pink long-sleeved jacket, a high-necked pale pink blouse with a white collar, a simple necklace of tiny gold leaves, a bright white skirt that ended at her upper thighs, bare legs, and tall black high heels.

I'm Beverly. She moved into Alexia's arms. And I'm no angel.

"You're my kind