In “Suck It Up 2: Slurp!” gay erotica writers Rusty Saber and Dominick Cummings present four stories of men who aren’t afraid to explore their man on man kinky side…some of them for the first time!
“Stripper’s Pole”- A male stripper at the top of his game finds himself pursued by a rich, ruggedly handsome Texas millionaire who wants more than just lap dances and flirty behavior. Will the stripper give in to his pursuer’s advances?
“Straight Surrender”- Straight men across the world are leaving their wives and girlfriends once they discover the joys of man-on-man orgasms and one man details how he was lured into letting another man explore EVERY part of his body.
“Pole Position”- The nation’s first celebrated gay racecar driver has a reputation for getting straight men to give up their ass to another man for the first time. When a married straight sports writer is sent to interview the title-winning driver will he too find himself “giving it up” for the first time?
“Hole to the Chief” – A gay Secret Service applicant finds out that the key to getting the prized position may just be tasting the President’s “Executive Branch”!
“So, is tonight the night you’re going to make my wish come true?”
“You know how I feel about mixing business…with more than business,” I said, my strong fingers running across his chest.
I could feel his firm chest underneath the fabric of his blue dress shirt. I had to admit that there was a sexiness about the way he carried himself with confidence and pure masculinity. And he was much more of a real man than these fake types in Los Angeles.
“And you know I want more than just business with you, Mikey” he said, smiling his slightly crooked grin.
“That’s what you say,” I said, my hand reaching the top of his cock through the fabric of his pants.
He shuddered a little like a current of electricity had just flowed through his body as the result of my touch.
“And I mean it. I’ve told you I want a special kind of guy in my life like you.”
I slowly began to grind my body against him to the rhythm of the music.
“Come to my hotel tonight. I’ll order room service. The best champagne. Let me prove to you that I mean what I say. Please.”
There was something about the pleading tone in his voice that tugged at my heart strings. Could I really allow myself to believe this fantasy? Men can’t be faithful, right?
He reached into his pocket and pulled out a hotel key.
“Room 503,” he said. “I’ll be there the rest of the night. I hope to see you later.”
And with that, he surprised me with a sweet kiss on the lips.
The tenderness caught me off guard.
He gently lifted me off of him and stood up.
“Tonight, Mikey,” he said, taking my hand and kissing it before walking out.
At first, I just stood there surprised and shocked. Usually he would have stayed for a few songs, and eventually, towards the end I would work him up into a frenzy until I knew I made him cum in his dress pants.
I started having crazy thoughts. Was I letting a true connection slip away?