In this raw and provocative collection of gay erotic short stories, Manuel García strips desire to its essentials. These are stories of real men—silent types, often rugged, sometimes bruised by life—who burn with the kind of lust that erupts not from sweetness, but from tension, defiance, and skin pressed against skin. The writing is carnal and direct, saturated with glances, smells, and the electricity of the unsaid. This isn’t about fantasy—it’s about virile eroticism, where men want men, and every encounter carries the weight of truth.
The title story, Lots of Sex in the Suite, unfolds in the dim rooms of a cruising club and the luxury of a hotel suite. Federico, a fifty-something businessman with money to spare and no interest in pretending, isn't looking for love—he’s looking for prey. Young, passive, delicate: that’s his type. Andrea, barely twenty-one, is lost, hungry, and still reeling from a secret relationship gone up in flames. When their paths cross, what begins as a simple transaction becomes something else—sharper, deeper, riskier.
He spotted him from across the bar. A waiter’s whisper, a knowing glance, and then the slow dance of two men pretending not to know exactly what they want. Federico leaned in—confident, controlled. Andrea hesitated, curious, unsure. Minutes passed like hours. Then the suite: velvet cushions, city lights through thick glass, and the heavy silence of two bodies measuring each other. The night stretched out before them, open like a wound.
And in that space—between need and power, experience and uncertainty—desire made its move. Bold, physical, undeniable.
Some nights aren’t meant to be remembered.
Others become the thing you chase, again and again.
