Erotic fiction for guys who like sex cocktocock. Original, evocative prose sure to stimulate the intuitive imagination of the reader.
Cocktocock, frottage, double jack off, dickfights, docking, dickroot 2 dickroot, cockhead on cockhead, shaft to shaft, balls to balls, face to face, chest to chest, eye to eye, belly to belly, thighs on thighs, toe to toe, nose to nose, pec on pec, nipple to nipple. Full male-to-male interaction. Sexuality and the pragmatics of sexual activity are very personal subjects. Most people savour and guard the privacy around this aspect of their lives. Yet we live in an era when sex and sexuality have become one of the most lucrative totems of 21st century consumer capitalism. Our sexual peccadilloes are retailed and marketed in front of our eyes every day and night of the week. Many people maintain a sense of individual sexual mystique about themselves by keeping secret, the sex acts they enjoy ... sometimes even which gender they prefer. Gay consumer capitalism has embraced this formula with a vengeance. Constantly defining and judging the quality of our life styles and the sexual identity of 'gay men'. One of our cultural totems, now, is anal sex ... fucking and getting fucked, top fucking bottom, butch serving bitch. Like many other men, my self-awareness as a man who likes to have sex with men, grew in tandem with an ever increasingly visible, vocal, out and proud gay community. I was and remain part of that community. I have always had the confidence and strength to state my sexual preference for men. Yet I accept that when I was younger, 16-25, I modified my instinctive desires and my intuitive sexual curiosity, to suit the wider 'culture' I felt I wanted to bond with. The accepted modus operandi was one guy fucks the other or the other one fucks him. There is some foreplay ... but usually the rolls have been negotiated in advance ... often the road leads in only one direction. To the fucking. The impact of Aids and knowledge about the spread of HIV gave me a jolt. I stopped practising anal sex. Not because of the risks of diseases, but because I realised that fucking was surplus to requirement when assessing my personal sexual pleasures and imperatives. I acknowledged to myself that I had been engaging in that sexual transaction largely to satisfy or pacify sexual partners. I knew that in my soul that I didn't need or desire it. Quite the contrary. I hold my hand up to the fact that for ten years after that ... I didn't openly talk about my kind of sex ... cocktocock ... except with my long-term lovers. With everyone else I was open about not having anal sex ... but I was shy of being explicit about what kind of sex I like ... exactly! I couldn't announce, blatantly or discreetly, that I liked to cum cocktocock with a man ... and there were a number of ways to do it! School boy sex, immature groping and humping, not the real thing, "...I have to fuck." ..."...I have to get fucked." These are some of the ways others describe anything which does not lead to anal sex. Yet many men, however they describe their sexual identity, enjoy phallic interaction with other men ... to orgasm. Cocktocock cannot be dismissed so easily. Storytelling has been integral to most of my adult life. A few years ago I started to write erotic stories about guys who like to have the same kind of sex with men as I do. Cocktocock. This book aims to share the desires, pleasures, sensuality of a kind of sex... cocktocock, which is more of an interaction between males, ... rather than what I call a transactional kind of sex ... fucking.