Monday, August 31, 2015
GUEST BLOGGER REBECCA BLACK WITH A TASTE FOR THREE
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Sunday, August 30, 2015
GUST BLOGGER RAVENNA TATE WITH ONE NAUGHTY FANTASY
Please welcome my guest blogger today, Ravenna Tate with her latest release ONE NAUGHTY FANTASY.
ONE NAUGHTY FANTASY
**This book features the same three characters that are in SNOWBOUND**
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Thanks for stopping by, Ravenna. :)
Friday, August 28, 2015
SARAH MARSH/MAIA DYLAN/ELENA KINCAID STREET TEAM
If you're looking for something Sinfully More Erotic, then you've found
it! Now we want to find you. Street Teamers wanted. Authors Maia Dylan, Sarah Marsh, and Elena Kincaid
have come together to bring their readers the latest updates and sneak
peeks on what they're up to. There will be monthly contests and
give-aways and you'll learn more than you probably ever wanted to know
about these three erotica/romance authors! If you're interested in
becoming a street team member, you can join here: https://www.facebook.com/groups/955387561187276/ Please, no adding peeps without their permission and you must be 18+ to join.
And The Happily Never Happened Launch Party is happening today!!!! All day!!!! Come celebrate the lovely LeTeisha Newton's Release with a bunch of great authors. Games, Prizes, Fun!!!!!https://www.facebook.com/events/671657772969914/
Hope to see you all there!!!!! :) <3
And The Happily Never Happened Launch Party is happening today!!!! All day!!!! Come celebrate the lovely LeTeisha Newton's Release with a bunch of great authors. Games, Prizes, Fun!!!!!https://www.facebook.com/events/671657772969914/
Hope to see you all there!!!!! :) <3
Wednesday, August 26, 2015
COVER REVEAL ALPHA BLOOD
And now here it is: my brand spankin' new cover for Alpha Blood (Pack Warriors #1)
I will be posting brand new teasers on Friday at the
Happily Never Happened #HNH Lauch Party: https://www.facebook.com/events/671657772969914/ Event starts at 12pm. Chat live with me at 9pm EST.
Tuesday, August 25, 2015
GUEST BLOGGER, TYLER ROBBINS WITH HEAVEN'S JUST A SIN AWAY
Please welcome my guest blogger today, Tyler Robbins with her newest release, HEAVEN'S JUST A SIN AWAY.
Blurb:
Having
just lost his mother to cancer, eighteen year old, Blueford “Blue” Mason
returned to their hometown of Danville, Texas
to live with his reticent grandmother, Alma. The two struggle to bond while
Blue undergoes a metamorphosis into manhood, discovering new things about
himself, his sexuality, life, love and even heartbreak.
After
leaving his former fire department due to intolerance of his sexuality,
twenty-three year old, Jack West moved to Danville
to work as an EMT for his uncle’s small fire
department. He’d resigned himself to living a quiet life alone until Blue came
along and turned his world upside-down.
Will the
young lovers find acceptance in Danville
or will shameful secrets from the distant past set this town ablaze when the
people around them are forced to face their own shortcomings?
Heaven’s
just a sin away for everyone, especially when every sin is created equally.
Excerpt:
Blue
drew in a deep breath and gripped the strong hand holding his. He peered into
Jack’s dark brown eyes as they darted back and forth.
“Fuck.”
Jack stepped back and shook his head. “I’m sorry. I don’t know—”
“Don’t
know what?” Blue had to know. He had to hear the rest of the sentence. If he
didn’t, he was certain he would explode.
“I don’t
know what I was thinking just then.” Jack gestured to the space between them
now. “I didn’t mean to cross any lines, man.”
Blue
shook his head. “You didn’t.” He really hadn’t. In fact, Jack hadn’t even come
close to crossing lines. Not like Blue wanted him to, anyway.
“Oh,
shit!” Jack charged past Blue and reached for the now crackling frying pan with
the steaks. Smoke and steam billowed from the top. “Damn. I think I burned
them.” He set the pan aside and examined the steaks by lifting the edge of one
with a fork. “Crap. There went dinner.”
Blue
laughed. “You can save babies from burning cars, but you can’t cook up a couple
of steaks?”
“Hey, I
was dealing with an emergency. You nearly cut your finger off.”
They
both laughed as Blue glanced down at his finger. “It’s not even bleeding
anymore.” As their laughter quieted, Blue couldn’t help himself. He had to say
something. “You’re not, you know.”
Jack’s
brows pinched with apparent confusion. “Not what?”
Blue
swallowed hard, his knees trembling so badly he wasn’t sure how he’d managed to
remain standing. “You’re not crossing lines.”
Jack ran
a shaky hand through his thick, dark locks. “Blue.”
“I’m an
adult.”
“I
know.” His Adam’s apple worked up and down as his gaze dropped from Blue’s eyes
to his mouth.
“Just
because I’m younger than you, doesn’t mean I’m too young.” It wasn’t
everything he’d wanted to say, but it was good start.
Jack’s
gaze felt heavier somehow, like the thoughts behind his gorgeous eyes were at
odds. “I don’t know if...”
A
million words could have ended the sentence, but nothing Jack said would have
changed the way Blue felt. Right now, he only wanted to feel Jack’s lips. Taste
him. Touch him. The way he’d done in every dream he’d had since he first met
him.
“Nothing
you say can change this.”
“Look,
Blue.” Jack stepped closer. “I’ve had a rough year, and I don’t want my baggage
to spill onto you.”
Blue
scoffed, trying to thwart the ball of air stuck in the back of his throat
threatening to strangle him. “You’ve had a rough year?”
Was it
petty to compare? He instantly regretted the snide, selfish comment.
Jack’s
eyes widened. “Shit, Blue. I didn’t mean it like that.”
“Nah,
man. It’s okay.”
“No.”
Jack placed his hand on Blue’s shoulder and gave him a gentle squeeze. “It’s
not.”
The
second Jack looked him in the eye, Blue knew. He knew beyond a shadow of a
doubt that if he didn’t make a move, he might never have the courage again.
Blue
rushed toward him and instantly captured Jack’s bottom lip between his own lips
and teeth.
Much to
Blue’s relief, Jack didn’t pull away. Instead, he pinned Blue against the
counter, huffing hot breaths as he pried Blue’s lips apart and slipped his
tongue inside.
Blue
sucked him in deeper, swirling his tongue around Jack’s. His body trembled, and
Jack hugged him close, their mouths still fused together, kissing, suckling,
tasting.
Their
teeth clanked between kisses, and a wave of energy Blue only experienced when
he jerked off, surged through him. Holy fuck! Had he busted a nut
already? He pushed the mortifying thought out of his head and eagerly followed
as Jack guided them toward the sofa.
Jack
laid Blue back onto the cushions and gazed down at him with a hungry look in
his eyes. Between laboring breaths, Jack whispered, “Jesus, Blue. What the hell
have you done?”
Adult Excerpt:
Goddamn.
What the hell am I doing? Despite his first inclination to get up and leave
the room as fast as his legs could carry him, Jack gave into Blue’s persistent
movement. “Goddamn, Blue.” He was huge. Even through clothes, Jack could feel
every inch of the thick, stiff shaft. He wanted so badly to unzip Blue’s pants
and suck out every drop of cum he had to offer. He couldn’t though. Not like
this. Not so soon.
Jack
shook off the dizzying argument complicating his thoughts.
The way
Blue looked up at him, Jack couldn’t ignore the desperate plea darkening those
fucking bottomless sapphire-blue orbs. “What is it?” Concern nipped at the
nerves along the base of Jack’s skull.
“I’ve
never…” He pressed his lips together, his gaze cutting away.
What?
He’s never… Jack’s mind instantly blanked as the revelation sank in. Holy
shit. He’d suspected, but—Damn.
Despite
knowing better, Jack moved his hand up and down, kneading Blue’s cock through
his pants. He’d become even hotter in some twisted, erotic way. “Never?”
Blue
slowly shook his head. “Never even been kissed until now.”
Jack had
absolutely lost his mind. Nothing was more exhilarating or more dangerous than
being someone’s first. But being someone’s first kiss, first jerk-off and
possibly first everything else all in one fell swoop was riskier than running
into an exploding high-rise inferno. Someone would definitely get burned before
this was over. Jack knew it deep in his gut.
Blue put
his hand on top of Jack’s and pushed down, encouraging him. “Don’t stop.” He
jammed the back of his head into the sofa cushion with a deep, sensual moan as
his body shuddered beneath Jack’s touch.
Jack
couldn’t help it. He ground his groin into Blue’s thigh. He had to know. He had
to feel each tremor, each twitch. Nothing else mattered in that moment other
than witnessing this thing of beauty unravel under his touch.
Blue
bucked upward, and that was it. That was all it took.
Jack
rubbed harder, faster. “God, you’re fucking killing me here.” He memorized the
blue-green veins protruding from the strained muscles in Blue’s neck and the
bob of his Adam’s apple as he swallowed. The subtle way his lips puckered and
the way his brow hardened from what Jack knew was that erotic ache that takes
over when on the brink of orgasm. “Give it to me.” He’d never wanted anything
more.
Blue bit
his bottom lip and grimaced, prompting Jack to forget all about his own pending
explosion and focus on what Blue was about to experience. Jack searched Blue’s
eyes. “You want this bad, don’t you?”
Blue
nodded, his brows creasing even deeper until he squeezed his eyelids shut.
Jack
kissed and suckled the curve of Blue’s neck then whispered in his ear, “Come
for me.”
Blue
thrust his groin upward and arched his back, lifting himself off the couch and
up against Jack’s body. “Oh fuck.”
His body
jerked, and Jack instantly felt the heat from inside Blue’s still buttoned
khakis.
“Ung.”
Blue gripped Jack tightly around the neck and fell back onto the cushions,
dragging Jack with him.
Almost
there, Jack only needed a few seconds more. He continued to grind into Blue’s
leg, but Blue nudged him back and cupped Jack’s cock through his jeans. They
both looked down and watched as Jack fucked the concave curve of Blue’s open
hand.
Blue’s
persistence surprised Jack. Maybe he had more experience than he’d led Jack to
believe. Blue rubbed up and down, and Jack held his breath until—his balls drew
up and a delicious tremor zinged across his body like a tiny earthquake,
intensified by the young man beneath him and the way Blue so eagerly finished
him off.
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Author Page:
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Author
Bio:
After
years of being a wife and mom, complete with company picnics and fundraisers
for the P.T.A., Robin found herself starting over when her husband of fifteen
years suddenly passed away in 2006. With no particular skills to speak of,
Robin took the advice of friends and family, and followed her heart and passion
for writing into the publishing world.
A fan of
paranormal and southern romance novels, Robin does her best to offer up a
plethora of tasty morsels to satisfy her reader’s appetite. Whether mainstream
and/or paranormal erotic romance or Tyler’s
LGBT romance line, Robin strives to create characters who are endearing and
relatable.
Adversity
is Robin’s motivation, which explains why she’s a true believer that grey hair
is simply God’s graffiti.
Thanks for stopping by, Tyler. :)
Saturday, August 22, 2015
RAFFLECOPTER AND McKAYLA SCHUTT'S BOLD AND BRASSY BIRTHDAY BASH
Please join me today, August 22nd, from 4-11pm EST, in celebrating author McKayla Schutt's Birthday and her New Release -- Imprinted 3 (The War) And chat live with me at 6pm EST.
I also have a Rafflecopter giveaway for Three Made in Heaven going on now!
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Expect fun, games, prizes, and scintillating excerpts and erotic tales.
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Friday, August 21, 2015
GUEST BLOGGER APRIL ZYON WITH TIGER'S MATE
Please welcome my guest blogger today, April Zyon with her newest release, TIGER"S MATE. And congrats to all of my fellow Evernighters who were part of the BAD ALPHA and BAD ALPHA ManLove Anthologies.
Blurb: Streak politics, and differences in opinions forced Kurt Owens to choose his own path. While it may be outside of the law in many regards he sees it as ensuring justice for the true victims of crimes when the system fails them. It’s his way of seeing the guilty pay, and keeping his own inner beast in check with the violence, and blood it craves.
Everyone thinks having a super power would be great. Alexa Harold would beg to differ. She’s been cursed to see ghosts, the dead not yet having gone to their final resting place, or judgment, or wherever they belong. They track her down, and harass her until she’s ready to go mad. Learning early in life what she needs to avoid has been the only saving grace in keeping her sanity intact.
Then she sees a man who couldn’t possibly be real. It was just her luck that such a prime specimen would in fact be deceased. Only he isn’t, and he’s taking notice of her. With a little temptation, some mystery, and a taunt he leaves her wanting more.
Kurt never thought he’d find his mate outside of the streak, or streak functions. While those of a supernatural inclination aren’t exactly rare, they have had to be careful and keep their population down. Alexa is the woman for him the only one he could ever want or need. And when her life is put in danger by his own past Kurt won’t stop until everyone understands to get to this tiger’s mate, they’ll have to get through him. Excerpt:
Wrapping his hand around the fresh longneck the bartender slid his way, Kurt lifted it to his lips to take a long drink. His contact was late. Never a good sign when the guy who did all his go-between work wasn’t on time. Especially when it was payday.
Kurt would give the man another half hour before hunting his ass down. Any longer than that and the ditzy blonde at the other end of the bar might garner up some courage to come talk to him. Her friends had been daring her to since they’d caught sight of him. So far she’d resisted their urging despite the number of hungry looks she’d sent his way.
While he had zero problems hooking up with some random, preferably nameless, chick in a bar, that one looked like serious trouble. He could have given anyone a multitude of reasons why. Namely he knew she was trouble by the two thousand dollar shoes, one and a half thou handbag, and he didn’t even want to tally up her outfit. Kurt wasn’t a connoisseur of fashion, not even close, but he’d been around enough to start to recognize the brand names. He had to be observant in what he did, as otherwise he’d end up dead.
He took another long pull from the bottle, camouflaging his perusal of the group so that they wouldn’t perceive it as interest. The blonde was downing shots. Freaking fan-fucking-tastic. If she put enough down, she’d likely get up the courage to actually wobble over in her overpriced stilettos. Not what he wanted tonight. He was here to get paid for the job he’d completed, and then he was going to find a place where no one knew him to crash for many hours of peaceful slumber.
Tensing, he felt someone getting close he let out a breath. Only the waitress. He’d chosen the end of the bar with the wall to his back so he could see the entire place, and so no one could get too close without him knowing. While it sucked if he had to bail, it was tactically the wisest location in case trouble came calling.
And blonde bimbo was making her move. Son of a fucking bitch. She tottered across the bar, closing the distance between them as he waved the bartender over for another cold one. Relief crashed through him as his contact slid onto the empty seat at Kurt’s side.
“Sorry, man, fucking accident six blocks over fucked me right up. I’m late. I sincerely apologize. Didn’t know it was there until I was in the thick of the shit. It’s truly amazing how perfectly decent human beings turn into the Grim fucking Reaper when there’s a DOA at a crash. Couldn’t get a single one of them to move enough to let me through. Fuckers all looked at me like I was the douchebag.”
Lenny signaled the bartender when he’d finished his spiel. Kurt gave the man a few moments to take a drink before he acknowledged him. “No worries,” he said quietly. He didn’t bother mentioning he’d been mere minutes from heading out to hunt his scrawny ass down. No reason to upset the little guy unduly. Besides, Lenny knew what Kurt would do to him if the man didn’t show up for a meet.
“I tucked it into the usual spot,” Lenny said. Which meant Kurt’s payment was secured in Kurt’s truck in the lockbox in the back. “I may have another gig for you. I’ll need to do some background, and check a few of the less clear details, but I should know something in a couple of days.”
Kurt gave a slow nod. The blonde was back at the table of idiotic sorority types downing more shots. “Shoot me a text for a meet when you feel confident about it.”
While Lenny might give the impression of being the unreliable sort, Kurt did trust him. To a degree. The man brokered all the deals, kept Kurt out of it all, and ensured Kurt got paid for what he did. Doing what he did, it wasn’t like Kurt could set up a web page and advertise. That was just begging for a one way ticket to a ten by eight cell for life, if not the chair.
Tipping his beer up he did another visual sweep of the place. Movement from the end of the bar near the girls caught his attention. Son of a … bikers, why the hell is it always bikers? Most were good guys even if they did shit that had the law on their asses most of the time. Then there were the wannabes who acted tough, blew smoke, and basically started shit. The guys making lewd gestures to one another about the sorority sisters were very definitely in the second category.
Big, scary looking, and assholes. They’d also been drinking so it was a situation ripe, and ready to explode. Setting his beer down Kurt turned slightly. “You may want to finish that up, and clear out. There’s about to be trouble in here.”
Kurt was itching for a fight. His last job had gone smoothly, too smoothly for him. He was a hands-on sort that liked to get good and bloody. The biker assholes might finally give him a way to let off a bit of steam. And if he happened to break a few of their bones or faces, all the better in his mind. While Kurt’s conscience didn’t pipe up all that often, there was no way he’d risk the guy that was his go-to man.
“Uh, shit, right.” Lenny chugged the last of his beer quickly. He reached to his pocket.
“I got it, go.” Kurt pulled off a couple of bills to pay for his beers and Lenny’s. The man took a cut off every job Kurt completed, which was all of them because he was that fucking good, but Kurt still paid for his drinks at every meet.
“One of these days I will pay for a drink, you know.”
“You can try, but we both know who has the better and faster moves. Now go. You’re no use to me in a hospital.”
“The love and concern for my wellbeing I feel pouring off you warms my heart.”
Hearing the sarcasm Kurt turned his eyes on the other man, and growled. Not some pissy ass sound a human could make, but a sound only a born predator could pull from the bowels of his gut.
Tiger's Mate is part of the Bad Alpha anthology published with Evernight Publishing. I am honored to be part of this anthology with these other amazing authors. Simply fabulous men and women.
April Zyon (me!)
Buy Links:
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B013XTFJK0/
Amazon CA: http://www.amazon.ca/dp/B013XTFJK0/
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B013XTFJK0/
Author Social Media Links:
Facebook Fan Page: https://www.facebook.com/april.zyon.fan.page
Facebook Reader Group: https://www.facebook.com/groups/moirahonor.readergroup/
Twitter: https://twitter.com/aprilzyon
Pinterest: https://www.pinterest.com/aprilzyon/
Thanks for stopping by, April. :)
Thursday, August 20, 2015
McKAYLA SCHUTT'S BOLD AND BRASSY BIRTHDAY BASH
Please join me on Starday, August 22nd, from 4-11pm EST, in celebrating author McKayla Schutt's Birthday and her New Release -- Imprinted 3 (The War)
Chat live with me during this event at 6pm EST, on Facebook.
Expect fun, games, prizes, and scintillating excerpts and erotic tales.
In the meantime, enter my Rafflecopter for a chance to win a copy of Three Made In Heaven
Hope to see you all there. :)
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Wednesday, August 19, 2015
GUEST BLOGGER KARINA KANTAS
Please welcome my guest blogger, Karina Kantas.
With my love for rock music and S.E.Hinton's novellas, it's no surprise that most of my books are about rebels and outlaws.
Born in the midlands UK, I grew up in a poor, rough area of town and used my writing to escape an unsettling reality. Delving deep into my characters' minds and hearts, I give my readers thought provoking and sometimes dark story-lines.
I have over thirty publications including short stories, flash fiction, book reviews, film reviews, poetry and articles.
Nominated top ten of female authors of biker fiction, my loyal fans have loved my hard core thrillers.
With an International fan base, you can find me on popular network sites such as Twitter and Facebook, where I'm only too happy to interact with my readers.
No matter what genre of fiction I write, you'll always hear loud rock music playing while I work, as it allows me to fade away and become one with my characters.
Don't except happy endings in my novels as I write about real life. There's no cotton candy more like Pink Ladies and STD's
My novels have exciting storylines, shocking and disturbing scenes that will keep you glued to the pages.
I live on the beautiful Island of Corfu with my Greek husband and two daughters.
http://www.amazon.com/Karina-Kantas/e/B0034P98EW/ref=dp_byline_cont_ebooks_1
https://m.facebook.com/pages/Karina-Kantas/31754864225?__nodl
@KarinaKantas
Titles to date:
In Times of Violence.
YA urban thriller/romance . About friendship, brotherhood and the price one has to pay for respect.
Huntress.
18 + MC romance/thriller. Revenge and love entwine in this violent and sexual novel.
Lawless Justice
18+ Vigilante biker thriller the ladies get a lead role in this book. Watch out for the Kittnz they will claw you apart.
Road Rage
18+ violent and explicit Gem quickly finds out that the racing team Rage aren't that much different to the outlaw MC she ran away from.
In Times of Violence.
YA urban thriller/romance . About friendship, brotherhood and the price one has to pay for respect.
Huntress.
18 + MC romance/thriller. Revenge and love entwine in this violent and sexual novel.
Lawless Justice
18+ Vigilante biker thriller the ladies get a lead role in this book. Watch out for the Kittnz they will claw you apart.
Road Rage
18+ violent and explicit Gem quickly finds out that the racing team Rage aren't that much different to the outlaw MC she ran away from.
Thanks for stopping by, Karina. :)
Tuesday, August 18, 2015
GUEST BLOGGER RANDY WIGGINS WITH GOING HOME
Please welcome my guest blogger today, Randy Wiggins with his new release, GOING HOME.
GOING HOME TO FIND LOVE
BY Jared Mathews
As told to Randy Wiggins
A few
months back the one person in life I had an actual crush on in high school
moved back to town. To say he went off and succeeded in life is an
understatement, he completed college, became a public school teacher and a
published author. Yes, I am a raving fan of his books and have been ever since
I read the first one, there are three now and it was at the local book store
where he was doing a signing that we came face to face again for the first time
in five years.
In
those five years I had gone off to college only to have to drop out and return
home to help my mother care for the father that hated me for being gay.
Needless to say we didn’t get along any better than we had when he found out I
was gay at sixteen. I took care of chores, shopped and worked while she cared
for my dying father. He did die and rather than return to college I stayed home
and continued, working shopping and doing chores, though there was a bit more
money now with his insurance, my job and my mother’s so called job as a stay at
home phone telemarketer.
Well, I
went to the signing, met up with Gavin and he took me to dinner after a slight
altercation with the town bully which you can read about it the story excerpt
found after this blog entry. You can
also read about one of our hot sex sessions in the adult excerpt which is also
following this blog entry and you can get the entire story by reading Randy Wiggins’
GOING HOME which covers everything rather nicely. Thanks for your time and
buying the e-book from Siren at: http://www.bookstrand.com/going-home-wiggins .
Story
excerpt:
Jared
Mathews entered the book store with a nervous energy. He had come out to his
friends and family at the age of eighteen, but at twenty-one he had yet to go
on a date much less have a relationship with another man. Gavin Harris, his
secret crush as a freshman was back in town to do a signing for his second novel.
Gavin had been a senior, two years ahead and way out of his league. Gavin had
also been the first out quarterback in the school’s history, and on top of that
he stood up for all the kids who were called “fag” and “queer”, even the ones
that weren’t gay at all. Everybody loved Gavin, and still did, especially
Jared.
Jared
made it through the long line after an hour’s slow crawl forward. He said
hello, and Gavin smiled at him.
“I know
you…Jaden, Jason, no Jared, Jared Mathews, right?” he questioned.
“Wow,
great memory.”
“It’s
easy when the person is worth remembering, and you were worth it.” Gavin stood
up and rounded the table to give Jared a big hug. He whispered in Jared’s ear,
“Meet me at Banyons after the signing.”
Jared
felt all flushed and embarrassed but pleased that he had been remembered at
all, much less remembered fondly. “It’s great to see you again. I read your
first book and thought it was amazing,” Jared gushed. He felt as though his
face must be the color of a fire truck.
Gavin
inscribed the hardcover and handed it back with a warm smile, “nice seeing you
again, Jared.” He winked and moved to the next fan in line.
Banyons
Really, Jared thought as he made his way to the cash register. The hottest guy
he had ever known had just asked to meet him at the most expensive steak house
in town. Shit, how would he afford his meal? The cash for the book had to be
borrowed from his mom until payday. He reached the register only to be told
that there was no charge. Gavin Harris had sent a note to the cashier to let
her know he was paying Jared’s copy himself.
Jared
told the woman thanks and accepted a bag to carry his book in. He left the
store to walk for a bit then remembered he needed to call his mom and let her
know he wouldn’t be home for dinner. He hated that he had to live with his
mother because his job didn’t pay shit. What money he did make was being saved
so that he could go back to college. He’d dropped out when his father got sick
with the cancer and hadn’t saved enough to pay the tuition for the full year
yet.
He hit
the number on the key pad of his phone and listened to the beeps before the
ringing began. His mother picked up with a sunny hello. “I won’t be home for
dinner tonight Mom.”
“Jared
dear, how will you eat?” She sounded worried. His mother had always been very
protective of him, though it really felt more like controlling to him.
“Gavin
Harris invited me to dinner…at Banyons, can you believe it? I didn’t even think
he would remember me.”
“The
writer you went to see,” she said flatly, “Why would he do that dear?”
“I
guess because I was the only guy from school to show up.”
“You
mentioned him a few times as I recall now,” her voice giving away the
nervousness she felt. She had dealt with his being gay but the practicality of
it hadn’t come up before. Now she would have to really decide how shew felt and
deal with the idea that her precious son would rather be with men than women.
At times like this she would normally wish her husband was alive but he had
made his opinion quite clear on the subject. That was the main thing that led
to their divorce after twenty five years of marriage.
“He
saved me from some pretty serious beat downs in high school,” Jared said,
feeling like he had to defend his reasoning for wanting to have dinner with the
man.
“Well,
have a good time dear and be careful please. I love you Jared,” she said before
hanging up. Regina thought just as she hung up the receiver that she had heard
Jared say something else. Her mind was all over the place and her chest was
tight, it felt like the night he had told her about his homosexuality for the
first time. It had been one of the most painful moments of her life but Jared
was her son and she would take him as he was, but she wouldn’t give up hope
that he would change his mind someday.
“Love
you too, Mom,” he said to a dead line. She had been the first to accept him as
he was when he came out, but she still had moments of uncertainty. She
constantly worried about the small minded people of their little Georgia town.
He
replaced the cell phone in his pocket and started walking down toward the
restaurant a few blocks away.
Adult
excerpt:
Once in
the bedroom Gavin pulled Jared in for another blazing hot kiss. Mouths sealed
tight to one another, tongues roping in and out of their mouths making them
both hard to the point of explosion.
They
separated long enough to remove their shirts then went back to kissing as hands
roamed over hard muscle and smooth flesh. Jeans became unbuttoned, unzipped and
discarded with barely a thought as the two men continued the oral battle of
tongues. Though Jared was coming off the submissive of the two as he figured he
would. There was nothing the man could ask of him short of murder at that
moment.
“I want
you Gavin, I want to taste you, hold you in my mouth,” Jared said barely able
to catch his breath.
“Oh
man, babe that sounds so great,” replied Gavin. He moved Jared on to the bed
and they wrapped themselves around each other before Jared broke away and began
licking Gavin’s neck and moving slowly down to his left nipple, circling the
little brown pebble until it began to harden, and then moved to the right to
repeat the process before licking down his mildly hairy abdomen to his happy
trail. Jared continued down slower making the next part last as long as he
could, he took the fat head of Gavin’s eight inch cock into his mouth and
tongued the slit as he slowly began to slide more of the man into his mouth.
Gavin’s hard member reached the back of Jared’s throat at which point Jared
began to choke and Gavin pulled back a bit before making another attempt to
lodge his entire self into Jared warm, wet embrace.
Gavin
lay back with one hand wrapped in Jared’s blond hair and the other arm covering
his eyes as he savored the amazing feeling of Jared’s oral loving. He had
always thought that it would be like this if the two of them were to meet
again.
“Babe,
you are fucking incredible,” Gavin cried out as he felt his load beginning to
simmer, sending electrical shocks up his spine to his brain. “If you aren’t
ready to swallow yet you better finish me off by hand, it won’t be much
longer.”
Jared
was nowhere near willing to give up without getting the prize he longed for. He
locked his mouth around the invasive cock with the head solidly in his throat
as he felt Gavin tense up, seconds later he found himself swallowing shot after
shot of hot cum as it shot from the head of Gavin’s penis.
“Fuck
me, that is so hot,” Gavin yelled. Blowing him like this it made Gavin wonder
just how virginal Jared really was, he’d only been with a few men himself and
none of them were near as talented as Jared was proving to be.
Jared
drained Gavin to the last salty, spicy drop before licking the shrinking cock
clean before letting it slip from his mouth. He licked his lips as he began to
kiss his way back up Gavin’s body, making the return trip to the man’s mouth
far slower than the trip down.
Gavin
held Jared’s shoulders with his hands as the young man worked the right nipple
nearly to the point of pain before moving to the left and doing the same.
After a
few more licks they met mouth to mouth again and began to kiss with far greater
passion.
The two
men parted and Jared lay beside his lover on the large bed breathing heavy, it
wasn’t until then that he realized he had already blown his own load while
working his way back up Gavin’s body.
“That
was the best blow job I have ever had. Are you sure you are a virgin,” he
teased.
“Well,
I may have practiced with a dildo a few times,” Jared said with a smile and a
faint blush.
“You
are so bad, and I love it,” Gavin said. “One day we’ll have to bring out that
dildo so I can watch you use it on yourself,” he added. He pulled Jared into an
embrace and held him back to his own front and rubbed Jared’s chest with his
right hand, his fingers found the man’s
right nipple and worked it with his fingers as he felt a light doze coming on;
within moments both men were fast asleep.
Thanks for stopping by, Randy. :)
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