Twinks in Bearland

De: Kendall Morgan

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

Embark on a whirlwind adventure where unexpected connections and hidden desires collide.

Dustin Garber, the blue-eyed epitome of innocence, harbors a secret that's about to test the bounds of friendship. Unbeknownst to his companions, Dustin is enamored with bears—big, hairy gay men. In a bold move, he surprises his friends by booking them for the annual Gay Bear Ski Week. Craig, captivating and diverse in his own right, remains indifferent to the idea of spending a week with these rugged men. He already has his own plans for a thrilling encounter, but little does he know that his chosen partner has an intriguing secret of his own.

Meanwhile, Patrick and Ethan, two twinks entangled in a clandestine love affair, have long held a deep-rooted disdain for bears. It takes time for them to warm up to the notion that bears can be kind-hearted souls too. With doubts looming, Dustin fears his friendships may not withstand the journey. That is until he meets Nate—a charming, blond bear yearning for something out of the ordinary. As Dustin and Nate venture off the beaten path, amidst the snow-capped wilderness, they discover more than they ever anticipated.

Lost in the wintry embrace, they may finally uncover the love they've been seeking and the understanding they never knew they needed.

Twinks in Bearland is an enchanting addition to the Bearland Tales series, each book standing on its own. Prepare yourself for a gripping contemporary gay love story, brimming with explicit encounters, tailored exclusively for mature audiences.

Excerpt:
When I turned I was eye to eye with a man about my height but with a far broader chest and a noticeable belly. He held up his bottle of beer. Damn. He was good-looking, and most likely about ten years older than me. Short cropped, dark, curly hair. Dark brown skin. Sparkling brown eyes. Dark mustache and goatee accentuating a beautiful mouth with full lips. A blocky build and arms a lumberjack would envy.
“Is that dude causing you trouble?” he asked, motioning toward Patrick, who was scurrying to join Ethan and Craig at a nearby table.
“Not anymore,” I said.
“My name’s Ryland,” he said as he raised his beer bottle to his lips, the lips I wanted to kiss.
“I’m Dustin.” I shook his hand, feeling his strong grip and soft skin. I could feel my dick start to stir. I wondered if he was feeling something, too.