Manuel García: Thailand, Kartoniert / Broschiert

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In Thailand, Manuel García plunges into the heat, sweat, and rhythm of encounters between men who don't ask, don't explain, and don't pretend. These stories are raw and unapologetic-about virile, rough-edged men whose silence says more than words ever could. Desire rises from friction, from glances, from the accidental brush of skin, and explodes into moments of urgency and surrender. This is not romance. This is eroticism stripped bare-men desiring men, without compromise.

The title story follows Ivano, newly arrived in Bangkok, lulled by the air-conditioned calm of his hotel room. A careless open door, a quiet intrusion, and the bellboy's bold touch ignite a chain of encounters where seduction and hunger intertwine. What begins as a fleeting gesture turns into a charged liaison, heavy with sweat, whispers, and rhythm under the tropical heat.

"The room smelled of rain and warm linen. I woke to the weight of a hand on my ass, a mouth stealing kisses before I could open my eyes. The boy from before-his grin shameless, his cock already hard. I pulled him against me, our mouths crashing together. His strength pressed me into the cushions, his body insistent, his rhythm steady. Gentleness and force, sweetness and hunger-he took me as if he had been waiting all his life."

Manuel García's stories linger under the skin, saturated with the scent of men, the taste of sweat, the silence between thrusts. When the last page closes, the heat remains.