My legs shook hard. Tyler bit my shoulder and laughed softly. His fingers kept pressing on that spot. Prostate, my mind spat out. Prostate. I’d thought it all sounded too good to be true. Some magic button. Yeah right.

If Tal Bauer decided to write exclusively erotica, a lot of other erotica authors would have some pretty steep competition right off the bat. Mix Talbert’s writing chops with his ability to create intimacy and a palpable connection in a short amount of time, and you get this book: three short stories of men having sex with another man for the very first time, and it was hot as hell.

The stories all share the same basic concept, but all the characters were distinguishable and the actual stories felt very different. Spring Break Fever was my personal favorite. It was sweet, super duper hot, and it had a bit of a happy ending where you know the MCs keep seeing each other (Business Class also ends this way).

You was quite different. First off, while all the other stories were written in 1st person, this one was written in 2nd person. I really liked the effect it had. This short had a bittersweet ending, tho, and it actually made me quite emotional in a very short amount of time.

Anyway. Tal is brilliant. Tiny slap on his wrist for making me read the word ‘assgasm’ twice, unironically.

⬇️ Blanket spoiler warning ⬇️

⚠️ Tropes & content tags ⚠️
Spring Break Fever:
19 y/o
Spring break hookup
Erotica
Short story
First times
Football player
Sexual awakening
Deep-thrusting
Throat-fucking
Lawyer x college athlete
Hopeful and happy ending
1st person
Single POV
Natural-born bottom
Hands-free orgasms
Strict roles

Business Class:
First times
1st person
Single POV
32 y/o
Stranded at the airport
Sexual exploration
Bar hookup
Executive bossed around
Prostate discovery
‘It won’t fit’
Hopeful and happy ending
Strict roles
Hairy
Hands-free orgasms

You:
First times
Single POV
Closeted MC
2nd person
Car hookup
Size difference
Bittersweet

⚠️ Content warning ⚠️
Spring Break Fever:
Denial/minor internalized homophobia
Vomiting
Alcohol consumption
Explicit sexual content
Throat-fucking

Business Class:
Explicit sexual content
Alcohol consumption
Mild bondage

You:
Explicit sexual content
Alcohol consumption
Unsafe sex

⚠️Book safety ⚠️
Cheating: No
Other person drama: No
Breakup: No
POV: 1st person and 2nd person, single POV
Genre: Erotica
Pairing: M/M
Strict roles or versatile: Strict roles
Main characters’ age: Varied
Series: Standalone short stories
Kindle Unlimited: Yes
Pages: 62
Happy ending: Happy and hopeful, but not ‘HEA’ endings


He grabbed my thighs and pushed, rolling me up onto my shoulders. My ass was in the air, exposed, my cock pointing toward my face. He pulled my thighs apart. I was so fucking open. My asshole was right there, in his face. I clenched. Gasped. “Do that again, baby,” Michael purred. “Let me see that hole.” He groaned, biting his lip as I shivered again.

He was melting my bones, sending fire through my muscles. The burn, the stretch, had turned to agonizing glory, to liquid gold spreading from my ass through my cock. I was on fire, I was fireworks exploding in the sky.

Ropes shot up my chest, painted my pecs, my chin. One landed on my lips. Every muscle went taut, electrified, my whole body screaming as my orgasm kept going and going, a never-ending cycle of my cock erupting and my asshole seizing around Michael’s cock.