The offerings I can suggest to you are a bit dated. From the 80's. My wanking to porn quickly shifted from porn novels to video back in the day. Although there's a lot to be said of print porn. A touch of imagination coupled with verbal cues from a good writer make for a powerful combination that can curl the toes and have a guy squirting powerful jet streams of man juice.
Anyway, my all-time favorite porn writer went by the pen name of Rusty Winter. His writing is exceptionally literate for the genre. High brow with very working class/masculine imagery. Delightfully perverted and taking great pleasure in sexual escapades. His writing style reminds me of Paul Monette, if Paul Monette was writing with one hand typing and his other hand fiercely edging his meat. His stand alone work included "Aussie Boys". Published by Leyland Publications. As well as two others, "Aussie Hot" and "Surfer Sex." -I'd be surprised if they were still in print. Looks like a job for the Google.
He wrote a number of short stories as well that were part of compilations. "HARD, True Gay Encounters", edited by Winston Leyland and published by G.S. Pres contains a story by Winter entitled 'Merino Stud.'
That's the high brow end. More low brow were the cheap paperbacks found in porn shops. Huge Joni Mitchell fan that I am, I remember finding a cheap sex novel while visiting New York City in the days before the Corporate world cleaned up the Times Square area. The story centered around a young lad chasing the love of his life and finally hooking up with him in a orgy of high school jocks. After everyone had shot their load -vividly described- they fell asleep in each others arms listening to Joni Mitchell's Blue album. -I had to buy it.
The quality of the cheap paperbacks are truly hit and miss. Although I consider them 'classic' pieces of our gay history. Some of the books, if the sex described hit your buttons, were scorching hot.
My all-time favorite porn read though was from a str-8 newsprint porn magazine. It was a story about this perfect male athlete, so alpha virile women would sneak into his bedroom and practically rape themselves on his body. He would bring them to multiple, multiple orgasms to the point they were weeping from the pleasure pain of it. Desperate to get away from him but helpless and wanting to stay. It was all written from the point of view of the guy. All about him, his body, his cock, his skill.
One of the first pieces of porn I ever saw. (I found it under my brother's mattress.) To this day I wish I had that story. I'd love to read it again.