In this bold and uncompromising collection of gay erotic short stories, Manuel García strips desire down to its raw essence. His men are real—flesh-and-blood bodies forged in sweat, silence, and the tension of the unspoken. These are stories of dominance and surrender, of quick glances in locker rooms, wordless challenges in clubs, and the slow, grinding friction that turns need into fire. This is not polished fantasy—it’s virile, carnal, and defiantly unapologetic.
In the titular story, Sex during the Sauna, a summer day in Turin turns into a turning point for a young, athletic man driven by a curiosity he barely admits to himself. Drawn by heat, hunger, and the thrill of exposure, he steps into a hidden world of wood-paneled steam and glistening skin—where eyes speak more than mouths, and desire pulses in the haze.
He walks into the sauna wearing nothing but a towel and his own tension. Around him, a handful of men sit, still as animals waiting for movement. The air smells of cedar, sweat, and something electric. He lays down, lets his towel slip, and listens—not to music, but to breath, to hunger, to the rising heat of wanting. A hand touches his back. Then another. Soon, he's not just being watched—he's being taken, with mouths and hands and cocks pressing in from all sides, claiming him in the dark, slick silence.
In García’s world, sex isn’t sanitized—it’s a ritual of power and vulnerability, where nothing is held back and nothing is faked. Every story is a plunge into that liminal space where men touch, take, and are transformed.
Enter the heat. Don’t expect to come out the same.
