Sloppy Seconds

By Bull Blue

DESCRIPTION:
A horny guy home alone calls up a couple of old boyfriends to satisfy his sexual needs only to receive more than he can handle and then some.

EXCERPT:
I was barely done with the humiliation of the endless barrels of cream still pouring out of my bottom hole when I happen looked over and see the two men making their way through the door. I wanted to stop them right there. Tell them that there had been a huge mistake. I was done for the night. I had my fun, and they could close the door behind them go home.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lot's Cave, Inc.
• Release date: Jun 8, 2019
• ISBN: 9780463265598

Bull Blue

What is normal? The answer to that seemingly simple question will probably never be found. Most of the men in my erotic stories have already accepted and adjusted to their world of homosexuality. Yet, some are still unsure, still exploring themselves and their possible life style. My stories deal with a sexual dilemma that confronts of all of us in one form or another. We cannot pass judgment on how individuals seek and find pleasure - we can only look at them with an open mind, seeing how some members of our society face the problem.

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CONTENTS

Sloppy Seconds

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Author’s Note

Twink Exotica

Gay Erotica

Other Novels

by Bull Blue

I was barely done with the humiliation of the endless barrels of cream still pouring out of my bottom hole when I happen looked over and see the two men making their way through the door. I wanted to stop them right there. Tell them that there had been a huge mistake. I was done for the night. I had my fun, and they could close the door behind them go home.

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The night started out like any other night. I was horny and in desperate need of some sexual healing. That night I swore it would come in the form of some monstrous daddy dick since it was becoming difficult for me to find a nice clean tight ass to dip my pen in. So there I was lying in bed feeling as if I could take on the entire St. Louis Rams football team when my fingers started dialing numbers in my little black book. The first man I was able to get ahold of was Tim, an ex-boyfriend of mine who was an expert at slinging his mighty dong. I had to break up with him because he was as doggish as one mutt could get having two other boyfriends and four other girlfriends, not including a wife and a fiancé he had waiting at home. I won’t lie