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What is it about these hunky men in uniform that drive us all crazy? Is it their masculinity? Their authority? The fact that they can keep us safe and protect us and have hot sex with us all at the same time? In any case, there's something very primal and sexy about a man in uniform. Enjoy!
It features a story not available for purchase individually: Erotic Gay Tales 18: The Cowboy Trainer. (Summary: You're tired at the gym, but the hunky cowboy trainer gives you incentive to work out. Every time you work out, he does something sexy. But every time you slack off, he stops. If that doesn't give you incentive to work out, what will?)
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This work of fiction is the product of the author's imagination. Any similarities to real life characters, places and events are unintended and purely coincidental.
Please further note that all characters depicted are of legal adult age.
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1. Volume 16: My Hero the Fireman
2. Volume 17: My Army Sex Buddy
3. Volume 18: The Cowboy Trainer
Word Count: 10,000 Words
Excerpt from Erotic Gay Tales 18: The Cowboy Trainer:
I browsed through the escort section of the local newspaper and was immediately captured by the headline. Sexy Cowboy Personal Trainer. $50/hour. Includes personal training sessions and even little treats. Guaranteed to make you work out harder.
He was vague on what exactly little treats entailed, but his picture was really hot and I was extremely horny, so I called him up right away.
"What do you mean by little treats?" I had asked him. "And how does that guarantee that I will work out harder?"
"You'll see," was all he had said.