William Mann, author of The Men From the Boys
Hotter Than Hell lives up to its name; Simon Sheppard sets the pages on fire.
Patrick Califia-Rice, author of No Mercy
A book for connoisseurs of man-to-man sex...bold and original...a hard workout for your favorite love muscle.
Felice Picano, author of Onyx
Simon Sheppard's stories have all the erotic heat required, but in addition, they're wildly inventive, unexpectedly funny, weird, and sad.
M. J. Lewis, critic for the Erotica Readers Association
By far the very best erotic fiction collection to come out in years.
Book Description
In his first collection of short fiction, acclaimed author Simon Sheppard challenges erotica to be all that it can be, exploring not just the physical act of sex but the emotional, psychological, and even spiritual components of sexuality. Hard-as-nails hustlers, sweet Kansas boys, closeted college kids, San Francisco leathermen, and everyone in between are swept away by need, frustration, lust, and, yeah, love, in intense, sometimes nasty couplings that excite and satisfy. Hotter Than Hell notches erotica up another level, stimulating both the mind and other, less cerebral body parts.
About the Author
Simon Sheppard is the coeditor (with M. Christian) of Rough Stuff: Tales of Gay Men, Sex, and Power. His short fiction has appeared in numerous editions of Best American Erotica, Best Gay Erotica, and Friction, as well as many other anthologies and magazines. His nonfiction column, "Sex Talk," appears on the Web and in many gay newspapers.
Excerpted from Hotter Than Hell : And Other Stories by Simon Sheppard. Copyright © 2001. Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.
It's back when Buicks had those little chrome-rimmed portholes. The turquoise-and-white Special DeLuxe is sudsy-wet, steam rising in ripples from its bulbous curves. "Cripes, it's hot," mutters the lanky eighteen-year-old. He's got nothing on but Keds and cut-off dungarees. His face and forearms are golden tan, but this early in the summer his torso and legs still are pale. He draws a hand across his sweaty belly, where a line of honey-colored fur leads down into his shorts...