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for winning the copy of the Trucker Fucker by Barry Lowe. I’ve already emailed Trix, so they should already have received my email, but if not, please email me at armchairreader[dot]coleriann[at]gmail[dot]com so you can your download code for your book. Thanks for playing everyone and thank you all for stopping by and commenting on Barry’s guest post about writing gay sex.

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BarryLowe_author_p_lr-210x315The two questions I’m often asked by friends and strangers alike are: when did I start writing and, more especially, why I write about sex – more often the term they use is ‘filth.’

The first question is easy. I began writing fiction in sixth class at school. I was twelve and wrote in pen and ink in an old exercise book. The story was about a teenage detective called The Count. My sympathetic teacher allowed me to read a chapter in front of the class every few days for as long as The Count’s adventures continued. Unfortunately, I no longer have those precious school books of my early scribblings influenced by my reading of Enid Blyton’s Secret Seven series among others.

The second part of that question has a moral component, for the subtext from most questioners is that writing about sex is not quite respectable and writing about gay sex is even less so. In fact, I’ve discovered from experience that writing about gay men, whether it be erotica or romance, even without the conjoining of genitalia, it’s considered writing about ‘sex.’ I’ve even had a few acquaintances ask me ‘When are you going to write something nice?’

By their definition of ‘nice,’ the simple answer is never.

Up until a little over three years ago my writing was of the journalistic/critic variety with the odd foray into erotica anthologies. Plus excursions into the dramatic. I penned a one-man play about Joey Stefano which was seen all over the world, plus a number of smutty gay sex comedies, and a film script, Violet’s Visit.

I enjoy writing about sex – gay sex – and not in that agonizing way of men fretting over coming out. Most of my men are out and proud to start with. Their problems are not usually of closetedness but are caused by an oppressive society.

Three years ago I discovered eBooks and the seductive world of m/m romance although the majority of my work cannot be confined within the parameters of the ‘official’ m/m romance paradigm. Claudia of loveyoudivine Alterotica, my publisher for whom I churned out short erotic romance weekly over thirty-six months before illness forced the company to close, encouraged me to write what my heart, and more importantly my groin, loved. Since loveyoudivine closed, most of my works are being released in anthology form by Lydian Press.

I’m not big on HEA or HFN even though I have been in a wonderful relationship with the same man for over forty years. I don’t buy into the Hollywood ideal of fidelity and monogamy; I believe love can encompass all sorts of alternative possibilities. If monogamy works for you, great. Just don’t expect me to write every story about it. There are too many untold stories out there, from gay cuckolding through water sports, daddy role playing, and horny space aliens for me to be happily confined in one genre.

Sometimes my imagination can get a little ‘extreme’ although one reader’s extreme is another reader’s vanilla. Trucker Fucker, recently released by Wilde City Press is an example of what many readers would consider flaming hot and way over the top. The sex is unrelenting, brutal and, for most parts, deliciously sleazy. How you react to it will depend on what gets your juices going. I’m a gay man who came of age in another era: the 1960s. And I came as often as I could, standing in and around public toilets or surf club changing rooms as they were the only place I knew to find men who wanted other men.

I graduated later to bars, saunas and coffee lounges but not before I’d met my share of sluts, nuts, and married men. Sex is just another appetite like eating and sleeping. Like eating, it can be a fast food takeaway for instant gratification or it can be a gourmet meal to be savored. Quite frankly, I like both. 



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CH_TruckerFucker_100dpi_cvrTitle: Trucker Fucker
Author: Barry Lowe
Publisher: Wilde City
Length: 12k words
Genre: m/m Contemporary Erotica
Heat: 5 – Off the Charts!
Sex Frequency: 5 – Over and Over
Keywords/Tags: Short Story, Charlie Harding Presents, Wilde City Press Erotica Week, m/m/m scenes, m/m/m+, Voyeurism, Public Sex, Anonymous Sex, Dirty/Pig/Raunch, Truckers, Artist (Tag), Cops, Blackmail, Straight Men/Bi-Curious, Twinks, Gangbang, Multiple Partners, May/December, Bears, Bikers, Daddies, Obese, Cum Slut
Rating: So So


Jez Hereford is the biggest bull mother trucker that hauls ass up and down the east coast until the cops book him for drug possession—he keeps to schedule with the help of speed. The bleeding liberal judge gives him a choice: his license for six months or play mentor to a street feral who confesses a passion for trucks. But Jez is about to learn it’s not trucks the feral craves, but what the big rig drivers have between their legs.

Atom’s predilection for what big burly men have between their legs threatens Jez’s peace of mind until Atom uses his sexual prowess on highway cops. But what will he do when he’s threatened by a mob of horny bikers?


I have to admit, I have a bit of an addiction to Barry Lowe erotica stories. I suppose… it’s my secret guilty pleasure. Barry Lowe writes the dirtiest, the raunchiest, the sometimes nastiest erotica and very often his stories seem to have a cheating kink. This one doesn’t, thankfully, because I swear I’m masochistic about those. I want to read them even though they tend to bother me. I don’t know what’s wrong with me!

But I recently noticed that the place Barry Lowe used to publish, loveyoudivine alterotica, has seemed to shut it’s doors. Normally I hear about these kinds of things (love the gossip!) but I’ve been out of the loop lately. So I have no idea why they’ve disappeared, but all of Barry’s stories with them (which have to be over 100) have disappeared as well, even from Amazon (except in print format, if you really want them). So I was really happy to see that Barry was now publishing with Wilde City Press. And I knew that I had to read this new short story, especially with a name like Trucker Fucker. That promises to be dirty!

Read the blurb. This author and this story is less about if you want to read what it’s about and more about if you like the style of writing or not. So, read the blurb. It’s pretty obvious that the story is full of sex and raunchiness and that the writing displays this, although thankfully Barry tends to keep the numerous euphemisms to a bare minimum (no 100 slightly different repeats of fuck rod). Nevertheless, there is a bare-bones plot here. Jez is a trucker that is caught with speed (something all the truckers do to stay awake on long hauls) and the judge offers him a deal instead of jail time — for six months, Jez has to chaperone and mentor a young guy named Atom who got caught tagging his art all over town and whom the judge says showed an interest in trucking. To his mistake, Atom actually replied to his question of what he was interested in, Truckerrs. Jez finds that out when not an hour into their first drive Atom is trying to suck his cock. He makes no mistake about it and loves being called a slut. But no matter how many times he sneaks away and comes back from other trucks at their stops smelling of cum and looked pleasantly mussed, Jez holds out. He’s straight, he reminds himself.

it isn’t until they spend more time together that Jez starts to care about Atom, looking out for him when he’s being hounded by groups of men looking for action. And no matter how much he tries, no matter how many guys are chasing Atom down like sex zombies, no matter how underhanded they are in trying to get Atom to themselves, Jez can’t help but be aroused watching Atom love it all and want some of Atom himself.

If you made it through that, then you might actually like this story! Or you’re repulsed 😉 Either way, this story is FULL of sex, one on one, blowjobs, gangbangs, spit-roasting, blackmail by cops for a gangbang in the station… you’ll be entertained, for sure.

This is the reason that I like reading Barry’s stories. I go into them almost laughing at how ridiculous Barry has made this story and then I start to get pulled into it and by the time I’m finished I actually found it pretty hot. I’m not ashamed to admit it.

But, this is for pretty hardcore erotica readers! I had to add some pretty interesting tags for this one, LOL.