A Twink Named Jimmy
Twink Temptations, Book # 1
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Narrado por:
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Virtual Voice
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De:
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Studs Johnson
Este título utiliza narración de voz virtual
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Beautiful, blond, baby-faced, nineteen-year-old Jimmy has the sort of looks that get him a lot of attention. Luckily for him, some of the guys who pay attention to him are just the type he is interested in. As he says, "I'm powerfully attracted to, and attractive to, a certain type of hyper-masculine, dominant, controlling man."
He's having a wild time with some friends he met through work, but things get even more interesting when he runs into Mr. Winton, a neighbor who was once friendly with his parents.
You'll find out a lot more about that in this hot and steamy adults-only erotic tale describing a beautiful young man's sensual exploits.
Excerpt:
I ran into Mr. Winton at the corner store while I grabbed a six-pack of beer from the cooler after my shift at Home Depot. He invited me over for a beer and a burger. My folks were away for the weekend, and I hadn't figured out what to do for dinner yet, so I said yes.
Mr. Winton is a tall, well-built handsome guy in his mid-fifties who has a really cool, confident way about him. He and his ex-wife used to be pretty good friends with my folks, but that all changed when he and the former Mrs. Winton got divorced. The reason they came to barbecues at our house sometimes, and we went to barbecues at their house sometimes, was that my mom and the former Mrs. Winton were good friends. My dad and Mr. Winton got along all right, but they were never the best of buddies or anything like that. My dad and Mr. Winton continued to be amicable acquaintances who'd chat when they'd see one another around town, but my mother hated Mr. Winton after the divorce. She wouldn't even acknowledge his existence because he'd cheated on her friend, the former Mrs. Winton. My mom despised him.
Me? I thought he was cool, which is something I never thought about any of my parents' other friends or acquaintances. Something I overheard my mom say about Mr. Winton to my dad the summer I was thirteen excited me to no end. It happened shortly after Mr. and Mrs. Winton split up, and Mrs. Winton went to live with her sister in some town near Boston, Massachusettes. Mom and Dad sat downstairs in the living room drinking their nightcaps and chatting. I was upstairs in bed. Mom was quite agitated. She talked louder than she needed to, as she sometimes did when she'd get wound up.
"You got a girlfriend," he asked when I looked straight ahead at him.
"No," I said.
"How about a boyfriend?" He smiled and winked.
My face got hot, and my heart sped up. This was weird. He used to be friends with my parents.
"Well... not a steady one," I said. "But I've had my moments. I get around."
"Good for you," he said. He smiled and took a sip from his beer. "No reason to settle down. Enjoy yourself. Play the field."
Adults only, 18+