Surprising Sensations

By Alexander Stone

Step into the intimate world of two gay men with "Surprising Sensations", the sizzling erotica novel that will leave you breathless. Join the boys on their journey of forbidden love and passion, as they explore the depth of their feelings for each other. The steamy encounters between these men will ignite your desires and leave you yearning for more.

 

"Surprising Sensations" takes you on a journey filled with steamy kisses, lust-filled touches, and intense passion. With vivid detail and seductive prose, this novel is the perfect escape for fans of gay romance and erotica. Get ready to be swept away by the intoxicating love between these men and the heat of their steamy encounters.

 

So, whether you're looking for a sultry read to ignite the passion in your life, or just want to experience the thrill of forbidden love, "Surprising Sensations" is the book for you. Get your copy now and enjoy the ride!"

• Language: English
• Publisher: CDH Publishing House
• Release date: Feb 6, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215956908

Alexander Stone

Alexander Stone is a talented and accomplished author, who has always been driven by a desire to tell captivating and authentic stories. His passion for writing took him to the world of erotic gay fiction, where he has found a platform to express the complexities of human sexuality. Raised in a progressive city, he was exposed to the diverse experiences of the LGBTQ community from an early age and has used this experience to create compelling and thought-provoking stories. Alexander's writing style is characterized by its raw honesty, attention to detail, and unapologetic portrayal of gay relationships. Through his work, he hopes to challenge traditional views on sexuality and encourage people to embrace their true desires and to live life with passion and purpose.

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Part 1

Ihad just left Carrie's place and it was 12:30 in the morning. I felt let down, more by myself than the actual situation. We had gone out for supper. It had been a good meal but the situation went downhill slowly all evening. Carrie mentioned going to her parent's place for Christmas. She took me by surprise; I didn't think that I let my feelings show but I just knew that it was not a good idea. This was taking the boyfriend home to meet the folks; I broke out in a cold sweat. I was not ready for that step. I had to find away to get around it. I had taken a drink of wine, paused with a look of thoughtfulness and started: a nice idea, I had family plans and with other relatives, my nephews and nieces, perhaps another year, I was touched.

When we got back to her place, she put on some nice music and we cuddled. I knew that she wanted reassurance and I tried my best. She obviously wanted more than a cuddle and we ended in her bedroom. She was very enthusiastic and I felt a little distanced but I tried not to show it, by being quite rambunctious and forward. She obviously enjoyed my tongue in all the right places and she certainly knew what my cock liked. After we finished and I disposed of the condom, she wanted to talk and cuddle. I wanted to leave. I managed to extricate myself after a long while of little nothings and cuddles. She wanted me to stay but I reminded her that I had no kit and had a rendezvous with friends at 8:30. But I wondered if Carrie knew that it was not going much farther. I would have to be honest in the next week and tell her.

What was wrong with me? Here was a great woman who clearly liked me in all ways and I just couldn't make myself give all myself back to her. Many of my romances ended this way. Some more dramatically, with the woman being very vocal but most just fizzled out. I just couldn't get my head around it. I obviously liked the sex and it was good but the emotional .... I wanted to meet someone who would mean everything to me. Oh, was that just a romantic piece of nonsense? I liked the company, the sex and the outings but .... My thoughts just rambled all over the place.

I muddled around for the rest of the weekend and went to work on Monday. At least work could get me out of myself and back to something concrete. I had made my decision on the weekend and ended up calling Carrie from work and going over to see her that night. There were explanations, tears and acceptance. She thanked me for being honest and not letting things go on too long. I left feeling awful. It might have been easier if she had been angry and outraged. However, I admitted to myself that I felt more relieved than upset. I knew that loneliness and self doubts would come shortly and they started that night with little sleep.

I met up with Thomas as planned for a workout on Tuesday after work and then out for a bite to eat. I was feeling a little down and Thomas eventually picked up on it. He seemed to be able to read me easily. He was one of my best friends. We had known each other since late high school and then University. We played some sports together and did stage work with the University drama society. We had had a blast all the way. We still enjoyed theatre and music together. We still did a lot together.

Michael, you seem a little off tonight or is that just my imagination?

Carrie and I have broken up.

Sounds like you could use a drink and my ear. Let's go back to my place.

OK. Simple answer to a complex situation.

After we had a drink and were sitting down, Thomas was his usual direct and succinct self. You or her?

With a sigh, Me.

Oh, Michael what happened this time?

I looked at him with a cocked head. Those words spoke volumes. He really did know me and was as perceptive as hell.

I repeated many of my thoughts from the previous days to him. Maybe at some point they would make some sense and order for me. I just don't know what is wrong with me. The evening started well, a nice restaurant, good food. And then came the suggestion that I visit her family at Christmas.

Oh, oh, I bet you almost froze on the spot. He looked at my stricken face. Sorry, I shouldn't have said that.

You know me too well. I didn't freeze; I broke out in a cold sweat and almost panicked. She took me by surprise. I just wasn't ready for that level of commitment at this point.

Are you ever?

Am I that transparent?

I have known you for a long time and I can see patterns. Sorry, Michael I am just adding salt to the wound.

We lapsed into silence for a few moments. There was a quick review in my head of my many relationships and he was correct. That was the basic cause of the failure of most of my relationships.

No you are being a good friend. Am I just afraid of commitment or have I just not met the right person yet?

Wisely, he didn't try to answer that one. So why did you break it off?

When I left early on Sunday morning, I felt more relieved than upset. I didn't want what she was offering. On Sunday and Monday, the good side of me felt that, to be fair to her, I should back out and let her get away before she invested too much.

Yeah, you are basically a good guy. Why can't you make the commitment?

I like the comfort, the activities, the sex of course but I cannot imagine the rest.

Can I make a suggestion? I nodded of course. Drop the whole matter for a few weeks. Don't go near another woman and just let everything circulate in your brain. He held up his hand when I tried to interrupt. There will still be women in the world at the end. You can be with me for that time. Together we have lots of friends and activities. A way out suggestion is to come with me to the club on Friday night and go dancing with me.

My eyes must have gotten wide and god knows what my expression looked like. He laughed so hard that he carried me with him. It was the first honest relief that I had had. It felt good.

Your face was worth the entire evening. Are you afraid? You'll be with me. If anyone gets too persistent, I'll just tell them to take off and that you are mine. Yes, you'll be hit on. You are in shape and hot as hell. Whoops, I said too much; ah, what the hell, I have good taste in men. We can dance; we often dance as a group. You can dance with friends. It will be a blast and a really different experience. I guarantee that it will take your mind off this problem. Now you can talk.

You know me, in for a penny in for a pound. But that is going to cut you out of hooking up for the weekend.

Believe me there will be other guys there the week after and the week after that. Besides I have my trusty friends! He held up his left hand as if already to wrap around something. I broke up completely as the circle of his fingers would have fit around a huge cucumber. He was good for me.

How do I deserve such a great buddy?

You are just you. That was his only answer with a bit of something that I couldn't fathom in his glance.

It was agreed. He and I had a performance to attend at the Arts Centre on Thursday night and we decided to make plans then. I left his place with a hug and a sleep well.

Use this. He held up his left hand with fingers circled; he made the circle very small this time. I gave him a shot in the arm. He gave me a hurt look, with a smile. It will help ease the tension.

Thanks Doctor. I can give my own prescriptions.

I must admit that I took care in dressing well for the club. I knew that most of the guys came casually dressed but wore very good clothes. I felt a little strange as we entered. I never see an entire room with dancers that are all men and even I could see that most of them looked great. I lost my nervousness by the greetings of Thomas's friends, gathered around a large table. We chatted and shot the breeze.

Suddenly the music changed and even I felt