Bøger af Keith Yates

The coach knew he shouldn't be watching... TJ has a case of "culture shock" when he enters college. He loses his girlfriend, cannot focus on his basketball and is losing grip on his grades. In short, he is in trouble. He is lucky enough to have his coach give him a pep talk and recommend a good tutor, which helps him enormously. But not having a girlfriend is giving him difficulty in the lower region, and he finally finds a place to relieve himself. He finally finds a balance between the three, giving each his full attention. And then he finds out that he really isn't paying attention to what can bring him down. Down on his knees, that is. What does he have to do to get him out of this trouble he brought upon himself? Or will he run and make a fool out of himself? SAMPLE 1: TJ began thinking about his other teammates and seeing them all naked. He could still see them in his head with their athletic bodies and swinging cocks. His own cock jumped and twitched as he turned on the water. He began to shampoo his hair and rinse it out. Then he picked up the soap and began lathering up his body. He did his arms, running his hands up and down the lean muscles. He was feeling his young firm biceps. He was feeling the soft blonde hair on his forearms as he ran the soap up into his sweaty pits. Then he began on his chest. He was running his soapy hands over his pecks. He was running his soapy fingers over his nipples. His nipples responded to the attention and grew hard as did his dick. His hand slid down his smooth chest down over his flat belly down into his pubes. He ran the soap through his brown pubes and under to his balls. He cupped his balls as his other hand began to slide up and down his hardening cock... SAMPLE 2: He was quite surprised by the sight. TJ was standing there letting the water run over his naked body. His fist was wrapped around his rock hard cock. His other hand was cupping and fondling his balls. His fist was pumping up and down his boy meat fast and hard. The coach watched the boy jacking his cock. Coach watched as TJ was squeezing his balls as he stroked that rock hard young cock. It was quite a hot sight. His cock was growing hard inside his pants. The sight of the naked kid stroking his hard cock was sending surges into the Coach's own dick. TJ's smooth young body was glistening wet and trails of soap suds traveled down the tan skin. It was more than the cock in his pants could stand. The coach was fully hard and rubbing his big meat through his pants...

His fingers were playing over Chad's body like Chad was the guitar that Bart often played on stage. Country music star Bart Parsons' favorite pastime is boys, and Chad is more than what he expected-beautiful, sexy, hot and a virgin. Chad, on the other hand, is new at his job of pleasuring a client. For Chad, it's like winning a lottery when he lands his first client in country artist Bart Parsons. Bart pleasures Chad, bringing in the same passion to Chad's body like he does in his music. Chad is in awe of this celebrity who tries to please him when it should be his job to satisfy the client. Chad, too, is in heaven that his first assignment is with a celebrity like Bart. Together, they play sweet music in bed. Bart bringing with him his veteran moves and Chad learning like a new artist. *hot, sexy gay romance for mature audiences Sample 1: In only a couple of minutes, a young man stepped out of a door behind the clerk. His hair was blonde and curled around his ears. His face was lightly tanned and his eyes were a blue green color. They actually seemed to shift between blue and green as the young man walked around the desk. "Chad, please escort Mr. Parsons to suite 800. Make sure you give him every courtesy." "Yes, sir," the young man said, his voice nervous as he took the keycard from the clerk. "Right this way, sir." Bart Parsons could not believe how attractive this young man was. He knew the kid had to be 18 but he looked younger. He looked 16 or 17 at the oldest. He wondered where they had found this clean-cut boy. He wondered if the boy's sun-kissed tan was a natural allover tan. Bart watched the young guy walk in front of him leading him to the elevators. He watched the tight black pants cling to the teen's firm bubble butt. Each of Chad's cheeks was squeezed by the delicate fabric. Bart wondered if the kid was wearing underwear. Sample 2: Chad thought he could feel Bart's semi-erect manhood pressing against his butt. He was sure he could feel that male organ pressing against him. He knew he was feeling the heat of Bart's body soaking through his clothes. Bart's embrace was both warm and tender while also being distinctly sexual. "I, um, Mr....um, I mean Bart." "Shhh," Bart breathed into Chad's ear. "Just relax." Bart's fingers had already undone several buttons of Chad's shirt and he was now sliding his fingers inside the material. His fingertips were touching the soft, smooth skin of Chad's chest. "Ooooh," Chad breathed at the warm touch. His body was tingling everywhere. The spots being touched by Bart's fingers were feeling like an electrical current was being sent into him. "Mmmm, your skin is so soft and smooth," Bart breathed. His lips were next to Chad's ear. Then he moved his head slightly and soon he had Chad's earlobe in between his lips and began to softly nibble on it. His teeth and tongue were teasing the small piece of flesh.

I miss seeing the signs men give off. This was easier when I could see the other man's reaction... Ben is finally ready to explore his feelings for men. He loved his late wife Sue and was faithful to her, but now it's time to move on and seek what he has wanted for a long time: another man to bed. But how does one do it? Should Ben just approach a man and flirt with him right off the bat? Ben is still figuring things out when a hot young man, Kent, moves in next door. Kent is blind but Ben easily forgets that fact whenever he glimpses Kent's toned body. Ben finds trivial, neighborly reasons to drop by Kent's house. But while Kent welcomes Ben inside his home, is he also willing to welcome his virginal neighbor inside the bedroom? The men have chemistry and the tension is thick. But with Ben so new at this, and Kent unable to see the signs of attraction, can these two men end up in each other's arms? *Gay romance for mature audiences. Sample: "My name is Ben," I said. "I live next door." I had raised my hand and pointed and then realized how stupid that was as he couldn't see where I was pointing. "I mean right over there." He smiled at me and pointed in the direction of my house. "Is that over there?" he asked and was grinning. "Um, yes. Sorry," I said. I could feel my embarrassment on my neck and was glad he couldn't see it. "No big deal," he said. "I get that all the time. Left or right work better. North, South, East and West work even better. My name is Kent," he said and held out his hand. A couple of days later on Saturday, there was an event in the park. I stopped by Kent's to see if he would like to walk with me. I thought that like me it would be something he would rather do with someone than solo. I rang the door bell and waited. It took a couple of seconds but soon the door opened. I couldn't believe it. Kent was standing there in a pair of shorts, barefoot and bare-chested. I was tongue tied for a minute. "Hello?" he said. "Oh, um, Kent," I stammered out. I would go over and chat with him, he seemed to always end up touching my arm or my shoulder or my back. I had not noticed him doing this before, but maybe it was just because we were becoming better friends. We had gotten to know each other a bit better.