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Avery’s gotta stay outta prison, and that means satisfying his AA sponsor Winston Steel. But Steel just might be more than Avery can handle — he’s a lotta man! Luckily, Avery loves big men and their big swinging meats, and Steel sure gets Avery’s motor revving…
But Steel has a history in prison, which means Avery has gotta learn about his sordid past whether he wants to or not.
Jimmy plays football for GHU, which means he and his jock buddies don’t always have time to get laid. Lucky for them, they can always get some dirty dome on the downlow! Jimmy and his bro Raython are not gonna let a lack of women stop then from getting off an alpha male nut!
How low can he go?
Buck Sampson is a hefty ex-con back to the trailer park after a stint on a work-camp, where he got down and dirty — real dirty! He’s got a nose for getting a nut off anyway he can, even if it means getting raunchy. He’s in for a wild ride, including a desperate hobo, a kidnapped dog, an annoying hipster, a burly mountain man and more!
Can he handle swinging this low on the downlow?!
Anthony enjoys alpha male thugs, cholos and machos of all kinds, and luckily, he has a knack for getting them! His older brother is a high-ranking gangbanger, giving Anthony a way to sample the men he adores. Can he learn to get his rocks off on his own?
Hansen Chapman is a bad-ass thug and muscle-bound bad boy. So when his gang assigns him to work with an old ex-con named Cooter, Hansen can’t believe he’s gotta hang out with this grizzled redneck with body hair to spare and a foot-long slab of meat he’s not shy about sharing. Can Hansen stay on Cooter’s good side?
Rocky is a mafiosi, a guido, a wop, a dago, a boxer, an ex-con and more!
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Rocky was a swarthy slab of cinnamon-colored muscle and unkempt black hair, furry chest broad and strapping. He had a big wide jaw and a slightly off-square face due to old injuries — he was a boxer, and his nose was crooked and squat, his ears like splattered cauliflower.
He was swarthy and had a chaotic mane of greasy black hair, and he was well-muscled like Tyrell. But while Tyrell was cut, Rocky was thick. You could tell he was always going to be muscular, even if he never worked out. He had that kind of body.
From Desmond Seeks Alphas
Rocky was swarthy and had a chaotic mane of greasy black hair, and he was well-muscled like Tyrell. But while Tyrell was cut, Rocky was thick. You could tell he was always going to be muscular, even if he never worked out. He had that kind of body… His pumpkin-thick arms worked hard, muscles bulging. Mr. Gregarian snorted like he thought Rocky should be more graceful. Desmond didn’t. He liked a brutish man. Poor Rocky had a swollen nose and ear, a bandage on his forehead, bruised knuckles.
From Desmond Seeks Alphas
Rocky was a stone-faced goon, all squares and oversized features, his jaw as broad as a beam, with big mitts for hands. He respired like a leaky pony due to, he said, his oft-broken nose, which was indeed cattywompus. His whole visage was like that, like a Cubist painting of a face. He was Italian, with thick dark hair, a Semitic cast and swarthy skin, and he exuded the kind of masculinity that Simon found alluring.
Rocky wore short shorts and a cadet gray tee shirt, threadbare and ragged around the ripped-off sleeves and too small for Rocky’s expansive frame. Those thick muscles worked like steel girders as he lifted weights.
From Rocky the Bouncer
Eventually Rocky took off the sweat-soaked shirt, and Simon stopped hiding. He stood in the threshold and watched Rocky’s pecs jiggle and flex and arch and rumble. His body hair was plastered to his torso and shoulders. Simon liked the way his chest hair worked its way up and over his shoulders. Rocky grunted and heaved. He sounded angry, but when Simon finally went in there and Rocky saw him, he stood still and emotionless, sweat steaming off his bronze shoulders. The weight room was so small that Simon felt the heat exuding off him and smelled the bitter bouquet that he enjoyed and his father despised.
Rocky paused before he knocked on the door. He glanced at Simon and raised his eyebrows. He had a hard face. His facciones were Brobdingnagian, every part of his face too big for the other parts. He looked like someone who could collect a debt from a pulmonologist. He made Simon feel small and impuissant, but in a good way. Simon nodded back, and Rocky knocked.
From Rocky the Bouncer
Rocky filled out his suit too tightly. His cock bulged against the fabric of his slacks, and the shoulders stretched when he swung his arms. With his big barrelhouse chest, Rocky required a hefty pair of trousers and a bicep-tight shirt. Mister Gregarian’s willingness to pay for tailoring was limited. Rocky’s tie ended high above his bellybutton, and he frequently busted the shoulder seams of his shirts.
From Rocky the Ex-Con
“Rocky, lookin’ good, man,” Carl said when he saw somebody he knew. Rocky was a swarthy slab of cinnamon-colored muscle and unkempt black hair, furry chest broad and strapping. He had a big wide jaw and a slightly off-square face due to old injuries — he was a boxer, and his nose was crooked and squat, his ears like splattered cauliflower.
“Hey, hey, Caaahl, good buddy, how’s the missus, huh?” he said, his voice thick and garbled like his throat was full of sweaty marbles.
“Sharon’s fine, the kids are doin’ great,” Carl said. He kept talking, aware that Rocky was just making small talk, but Carl wanted to keep going. He was close enough now to smell the stench of Rocky’s armpits, the fur of which peaked out from beneath those massive fleshy arms. One of Carl’s hands casually touched Rocky’s side, which was greasy with sweat, black hairs matted to his skin.
Rocky bit down on the urge to rubble his nose. He was a boxer before his prison stay, and he broke his nose dozens of times. The prison doc said he got a “deviant sceptre” or some shit like that, plus he got too many or not enough sinuses, he couldn’t remember which, or maybe the sinuses he got was too big. Or too small. But it meant his nose got clogged buncha times, and he gotta rubble it with one hand.
From Rocky the Ex-Con
Rocky’s apartment
Rocky turned out to live in a rinky-dink little apartment building. His place was spartanly furnished — it didn’t even have a couch. It did have a bench-press and a set of free weights, as well as stacks of protein powder containers in the kitchen. It smelled strongly of sweat and unwashed clothes, which dappled the whole apartment.
From Desmond Seeks Alphas
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Rocky the Bouncer: Simon lusts for his bodyguard, Rocky, and he just might get to explore Rocky’s Italian masculine treasures. Rocky spent time in prison, which means he’s comfortable letting Simon swing on his meat.
Rocky the Ex-Con: Rocky works as a muscle-bound goon and enforcer, putting him in plenty of situations to get his manmeat hot and wet. Rocky’s prison life comes back to haunt him though, and it just might happen that this macho alpha did time “bottom-bunking”! Can he finagle a respectable role within the Cavollo family?
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When Desmond is recruited to be a pretend-boyfriend, he didn’t realize what he was in for! He spent years in prison, giving him a knack for making men get on their knees and submit to his every need. He even gets some of the toughest alphas around to give him a rubdown, a tight hole and a mind-blowing orgasm.
But can Desmond make it through his prison sentence and fulfill his mission?
Wayne’s a retired cop with demons in his past — as well as a crappy job, two daughters who don’t like him, a disagreeable ex-wife and a stiffy that just won’t go down! Luckily, he wasn’t known as Officer Booty for nothing. Wayne always gets off when he needs it, and he frequently does!
Thumper is fresh outta prison, and he’s got a booty bandit reputation to live up to… or down to! But more importantly for him, he’s gotta stay on the good side of his social worker. That means he’s gotta be kind, calm, employed and maybe stop ramrodding men on the downlow. He might even hafta attend a symposium on culturally responsive social work. Can he handle that?
He’s in for a wild ride, and so is any man he’s alone with!
Delsinerr is also known as the Lady of Vows and the Lady in White.
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