Sara York the Author of Sexy Books for Smart Women and Men

Love is in the air hop.

2012-02-11T06:31:00.000-06:00

Hello everyone, glad you took the time to join me on this hop. I'll be giving away a $20 gift certificate to Amazon. All you have to do is comment between now and February 14th and you'll be entered. You can find others on the hop here.

Zane's Inferno—when burning, hot lust ignites into raging love.

After being trapped in a fire, Zane Wilson is shocked by the heat directed his way by Nick Dubois, the fire department's top paramedic. Nick comes on to Zane, kissing him in the bunkroom and surprising the hell out of him. The next day, Nick shows up at Zane's house and the fireworks really begin. The sex is rough and hot, not at all like anything Zane has had before.

Their relationship began because of a fire then almost ends because of one. When Zane is trapped in a forest fire and almost killed, Nick moves in and doesn't leave his side. But a jealous ex is setting up Nick...and gunning for Zane. Will they survive they survive the firestorm created by their relationship, or succumb to the flames?

Excerpt

Zane entered thebunkroom and stripped off his shirt and pants. His undies would stink too, sohe dropped them into the plastic bag he used to transport his smoky clothes.The door opened and Nick walked in, his head down as he scrolled throughsomething on his phone. Nick glanced up, his eyes going wide when he saw Zane.

For some reason, Zanefelt like he’d done something wrong the minute Nick walked in. Hell, everyonein the firehouse, including the women firefighters, had seen him naked. ButNick didn’t look away as the door shut behind him, bumping him on the rear.

Zane’s gaze connectedwith Nick’s and desire shot straight to Zane’s cock that hung free in the open.Soon Nick would be able to see his desire and that scared the shit out of Zane.He turned around and grabbed his clothes, moving towards the wall at the top ofhis bunk and behind the line of lockers that separated his bed from hisneighbours. He pulled on his underwear and got his legs in his jeans but theywere still at his hips when Nick cleared his throat, his footfalls closing inon Zane and his mostly naked body.

“Hey, Zane, gladyou’re released.”

“Um, yeah.” Zanepulled his jeans up and zipped them before turning to face Nick. He couldn’teven look Nick in the eyes. The awkwardness needed to go away before his nextshift. Hell, maybe he could switch shifts and he wouldn’t be forced to run intoNick every week.

Nick moved closer,trapping Zane between his bunk and the lockers. His breath was ragged as Nickapproached, his feet stopping only inches away from Zane’s. Zane glanced up,surprised to see the heat in Nick’s eyes.

They stared at eachother for a long moment, neither of them moving. Fear of being caught pingedaround Zane’s brain. Was Nick just pulling his leg? He swore he’d heard Nickbragging about his conquests with women before…but that had only been whenother men challenged him about dating.

“I thought you weredead when that house started to fall apart.” Nick trailed a finger down Zane’sbare chest to the waistband of his pants.

Zane glanced down atNick’s hand and then back up to his eyes. The pleading in them shocked him. Hismouth was dry and his tongue wouldn’t move. Usually he dated twinks, but thosedates weren’t for real. They were really just a way for him to get off. He’dnever kissed anyone he’d ever really wanted.

“When I had you inthat ambulance all by myself, it was so hard not to kiss you.”

Zane’s body went stilland his head swam. Oh damn, no way.“How do you know I would have let you?”

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Flash Fiction Friday: Simone Anderson

2012-02-10T00:00:00.000-06:00

This week's FFF is with the lovely Simone Anderson. To view more Flashes check out this site. And now, enjoy Simone's story.

"And Action!"

Simone lay still, hoping Tom wouldn't crush her neck like lasttime. The scene shouldn't be this difficult. Tom came in, bit her neck and shewas a vampire. Easy as pie, but did Tom get it right? No, the jerk had to fallon her the first time, and then he stumbled on the carpet. Last time hesneezed.

"My darling, you are mine.” Tom leaned in, his lipscoming down on her neck.

Simone didn’t giggle though his hair tickled her nose. She wantedthis scene over, the day over. Then she could go home and snuggle with her cat.

I hope you enjoyed todays Flash Fiction. Simone was a good sport and had no idea what I was going to write. Thank Simone by checking out her books. For more Flash Fiction Friday click here.

Book one in the Heart of a Hero Series

Patience and training have provided him with the tools he’ll need to fight for what he wants.

Home on leave, Cade Donovan isn’t looking for a hook-up, let alone love. Certainly not while he is out with his brothers. When Cade steps in to even the odds in a fight outside a bar, he is instantly drawn to the man being ganged up on. Acting on instinct, the Marine Corps sniper is drawn to the smaller man like a moth to a flame, refusing to give up until the man is his.

Being the younger brother of the school bully has made Jason Carlson’s life hell. During yet another retaliatory fight, a man comes to Jason’s aid just when he thinks his life and his luck have gone from bad to worse. Warned to stay away from his home, Jason accepts the invitation of his rescuer and soon realises that his life has been forever altered. He can have everything he desires, if he’s willing trust Cade with his heart.

When the reality of loving a man in uniform sets in, Jason must find the strength within himself to believe and know that love is worth fighting for.

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Davee Jones and On Ellicott Street

2012-02-09T00:00:00.000-06:00

I want to welcome Davee Jones to my blog today. I hope you enjoy her witty banter and her excerpts. Grab a cup of coffee, or tea and rest a spell while you enjoy a bit of Davee Jones.

If you came with a warning label, what would it say?

I have mild OCD, a vivid imagination, a vast vocabulary and know howto use them all to my advantage.

If you had to choose one person to have dinner with, who would it be?

I would have dinner with my wonderful husband, Alan.

And why?

We do not take as much time alone as we should and when we do, we havefantastic conversations. Besides that,we are still basically newlyweds! LOL

As a child, what did you want to be when you grew up?

I wanted to be a lawyer, itsounded so glamorous and professional. I also thought it would be cool to workin the travel business, such as on The Love Boat. C’mon, I know some of youremember that show. You remember the one that preceded Fantasy Island onSaturday nights. ;) I just dated myself. Whoops.

What comes first for you: Setting? Storyline? Characters?

I have not thought about this specifically until now. Great question.Once I reviewed each of my finished books, as well as any I have in progress, Irealized the setting, storyline, and characters each inspired me at least oncefirst in different works.

I also interject familiar places into each of my books and sometimesuse the names of familiar towns as character surnames. I see it as a type of“signature” or trivia in my fiction.

What main genre do you write in?

Romance is the main genre I write in. I also have thriller,paranormal, and young adult themed books in progress

If you had to do it all over again, would you change anything in your latest book?

As it went through editing andproofing I like the way On EllicottStreet turned out. Maybe I could have made it a bit longer, though. I alsowould market more toward the male audience. I have male fans who appreciatethat my romance also appeals to their tastes and avoids the “fluff” of somebooks. It’s a book couples could read together.

What do you have coming next?

My next book scheduled for publication is Finless in April 2012. Finless is a dark erotic romance with BDSMovertones.

Anything you want to tell us about Finless?

Be ready for some edgy opinions/lifestyles when you read it because Icross some sensitive thresholds with this book. To take a quote from the People Vs Larry Flynt – AltheaLeasure-“Nobody on this planet wants their religion and their pornographytogether.”

While I do not write pornography, erotica is a close cousin and manypeople are uncomfortable combining Christianity and sexuality. Finless dabbles in both and does notdiscount a human because of their chosen sexual proclivities.

Do you have any suggestions for beginning writers? If so, what are they?

Writing takes a huge investment of time and commitment. Anyonedesiring success must think about their writing career every day and, if notworking on a book, be networking and researching. I submitted my first book toso many publishers; I was very disheartened at the rejection letters. I took ittoo personally, but now understand it is all part of the process. You mustpersevere if you want success.

Also, be willing to take criticisms and suggestions. As hurtful as itmay be, there may also be some valuable information included in what youperceive as negativity.

What else would you like readers to know about you or your work?

No matter what I write-edgy, erotic, angry, funny, pensive, sad, etc-Ialways respect my faith in God. I want my readers to feel good by the end ofany of my books by something included inside the cover. I do not Bible thumpconsistently through any of my books, so, even a non-believer should findsomething positive from my words. However, the Lord and my guardian angel have seen me through some veryrough patches, even when I was not attentive to my spirituality- That in itselfenabled my faith to grow. It is my responsibility to share these blessings withanyone willing to listen.

One last short question:

Yes or no: Does size matter? ---I must admit- Yes.It.Does.

Come over and visit me at my blog: http://finless.blogspot.com/

Or tweet me sometime @finlessbook and I’m also on Facebook- Finlessdaveejones . I love new fans!

And now a taste of On EllicottStreet—

Eli’srock-hard manhood throbbed. The self-release he had indulged in the nightbefore was long forgotten under the spell of Cassie’s frenzied womanhood. He hadenough control that she would be fully satisfied, he guaranteed himself that.Years of self-discipline taught him to hold onto his release, but, Cassietested every technique he previously mastered. Eli finally slid his hand towardher pulsing mound underneath her panties. It pleased him to find her fullysaturated, waiting for him to fill her. She moaned, urging him to continue hishands’ course toward her heated center.

Elistopped and slowly slid her panties down her thighs, kissing along each leg. Hemoved so slowly, he finally touched her, “right there, right there.” Eli pulledthe panties from her feet and threw them across the room. When he stood up,Cassie gasped in wonder at his physical form. “Eli, you are exquisite!” Heloved how Cassie marveled at his chiseled beauty.

Eli’srock hard cock stood unmoving at perfect attention, each of his muscles flexedthroughout his body, and he stared down intensely at Cassie. Cassie spread herlegs, clearly expecting him to thrust inside her, but he stopped and shook hishead no. He bent down and kissed her saturated pussy instead. He expertlyguided his tongue along her velvety feminine skin until he found her clit. Heexplored a few maneuvers until he found the one that made her squirm away fromhis mouth. He knew he found it.

He slightlytugged on her delicate skin, sucking it into his mouth. Gently using his lipsto bring in air to blow discreetly across her clit, he stopped to lick lightlyat the same spot. Eli brought her down and re-aroused Cassie several timesbefore he allowed her release. Cassie came with the force of hurricane winds.She arched her back off the bed and screamed a primal groan of delight. Eliheld her ass tightly and kept his face firmly planted against her pulsingpussy. He kept rolling his tongue around the soft, yet swelling labia. At thepeak of Cassie’s orgasm, Eli slid his middle finger deep inside her and shemoaned even louder.

Whenher body finally settled from the first climax, Eli decided it was time toreward Cassie with the gift of his expansive manhood. He stood up and admiredCassie’s naked body one more time before he took his place on top of her andslid himself in slowly, inch by inch, until he fully filled her. He arched hisown back to force himself even further inside and Cassie bucked her hips towardhim for even deeper penetration.

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And, a few words from the upcoming, Finless—

“The basement was transformed into a medieval dungeon. The detail would mesmerize not only the s/Menthusiast, but, was tasteful and included authentic pieces to fascinate eventhe most pristine historical curator. Nathaniel was adamant that the room not be tawdry or cheap inappearance.

It would be a place of classic beautyand pain.

He purchased the pieces himself and had them delivered to her place. He also contracted the services of carpentersand masons to get the work done professionally. It was a small token he would allow her to keep once he was bored withhis time with her. It was the least hecould do.

It was one large room. The interior walls were an old English stylecobblestone. In one corner a swingingbed made simply of a black wooden slab hanging by chains from the ceiling. There was enough room around the bed toparticipate in activities from any direction. Sometimes, Nathaniel required Lily to sleep there alone when he wasvisiting. There would be no Egyptiancotton sheets or pillows of any kind for her comfort. However, on more than one occasion, Lilyslept tightly against the hard wood, mummified in plastic wrap against the coldblack surface.

In another corner, a large stretching rack tilted ominously. The crude wooden wheel at one end could beturned to pull the limbs in directions close to the breaking point. Just above the rack from the ceiling hung along chain on a pulley, which Nathaniel used to achieve a similar result. However, standing while slowly beingstretched up by the chain created the most beautiful illusion of streamlinedcurves and sensuous positions of the female body. When Nathaniel chose to stretch Lily, shewould be wearing nothing, and he would slowly and carefully bind her hands bythe leather cuffs at the bottom of the hanging chain. She would begin flat footed, and he wouldwalk slowly around her body and as he touched and caressed, he would begin topull the chain and her arms would first move further upward. As her breasts flattened and her torso beganto cave from the upward pull of the chain, she would move from flat footed, tothe balls of her feet and finally upon her tip toes, much like in pointeballet.

Nathaniel was not so cruel as to require her to hold this position for long,but, the beauty of her elongated frame was so appealing to him, he mightrequire this from Lily more than once during a visit. Her toes sometimes becoming cramped and sore,and at times, bruised from her weight bearing down on them.

Against one wall was a small fireplace. More than one type of fire poker and branding irons were in the steelstand next to it. Nathaniel had never branded Lily, this would leave apermanent mark on her body and he was not inclined to make anything permanentwith her unless he changed his mind about his intentions. These items were simply there as the “promisering” symbol of what could possibly be achieved.

In front of the opposite wall was a “T” shaped rack, built from woodentimbers. Chains and cuffs dangledprecariously from the top of the rack. Next to the rack were an assortment of cat o nine tails, floggers,crops, and leather whips. He could chainLily from front or back and could inflict cracking and whooshing to her breastsor buttocks.

A pillory, old-fashioned school desk, barbers’ chair, and armoire werescattered around the room. A simple sinkand toilet were discreetly mounted in a back corner.

In another corner, a large chest held a variety of costumes, wigs, shoes,and a first aid kit. Although, theynever had a need before, one can never be too careful when playing in this typeof environment. Although they shared a “safe” word in the event the activitieswent too far, she never before spoke it aloud to stop anything Nathaniel wasdoing to her. This pleased him immenselyand demonstrated extreme loyalty and cooperation on her behalf. Nathaniel knew Lily so well that he knew herlimits, and for her safety, would not press her beyond them.

He was after all, a perfect Master.

Wednesday Briefs Mike's Way Continued

2012-02-08T00:00:00.000-06:00

Hello and welcome to my third week of Wednesday Briefs! I'm continuing on with Paulo and Mike's story. If you didn't catch it, click here and see where Mike and Paulo started their story.

Wednesday Brief's is flash fiction that will make you smile, make you laugh, make you cry, or even make you horny! This week, we had these prompts: I got you under my skin. The alternate prompts are: Use Paul Bunyan, bad food, and wishes, or use paper mache in your story, or make a Doctor Seuss reference.

Today I used "I got you under my skin."

Don't forget to check out the other Wednesday Briefers.

Nephylim m/m

Lindsay Klug m/f

Lily Sawyer m/m

Victoria Blisse m/f

Pender Mackie m/m

Mathilde Watson m/m

Julie Lynn Hayes m/m

And now I give you the continuing story of Mike's Way

Mike shut the front door, lust pumping through his veins.Paulo stood still in the entryway, his eyes on the huge stained-glasswindow in the den.

“Impressive,” Paulo said.

“Yeah. It’s my aunt’s old place. She was an artist.”

“It’s nice.”

Mike reached for Paulo’s hand, pulling him close. They werein each other’s space, their cheeks almost touching. Paulo’s breath tickledhis neck, raising goose bumps on his skin. Their chest’s rose and fell as theybreathed, pressing against each other with each intake of air.

Paulo tilted his head, skimming his lips over Mike’s chin.Mike wrapped his arms around Paulo’s waist, brushing his hips against Paulo’sabs.

Paulo groaned. “Feels good.”

Mike nestled his head in Paulo’s neck, nipping his earlobe.“I want you.”

“Yes,” Paulo hissed.

Mike stepped back, his graze raked over Paulo. “You look sogood. Delicious.”

“Shower. Now,” Paulo commanded.

Pleasure snaked through Mike’s body. Paulo had shown somedominance earlier just outside the door. His show of control intrigued Mike.Just now when Paulo ordered him to the shower, the urge to submit raced throughhim.

“This way.” Mike usually stayed in control during sex. He’dlet loose a few times, but normally he wasn’t the type to allow anyone to tellhim what to do. But with Paulo, submission seemed thrilling.

Mike stepped into the bathroom and his stomach took a littledip. He wondered if Paulo would be pleased with him. A sudden bout ofuncertainty washed over him. Pleasing Paulo became his focus.

“Mike, take off your shirt.”

Mike’s hands shook as he pulled his shirt overhead. Hereached for his pants but Paulo stayed his hand, his eyes drilling into Mike’s.Blood rushed to Mike's dick, leaving him hard as a rock.

“I want to touch you before those come off,” Paulo said.

Paulo’s fingers feathered over Mike's torso, tracing his pecks and the line of hair down to his bellybutton. Mike sucked in a breath,his balls contracting from Paulo’s touch.

“You feel so good, sedoso. Silky,” Paulo said.

Mike closed his eyes, drawing in a deep breath and lettingit go slowly. Paulo’s fingers traced the waistband of Mike’s pants. Every touchfrom Paulo left him craving more. His dick throbbed with need.

“I want you to unbutton your pants.”

“Yes,” Mike said. He obeyed Paulo’s command, onlyunbuttoning the pants even though he wanted to slide them off and stand nakedin front of Paulo. He didn’t adlib, didn't move. What Paulo wanted is what he wanted.

“Good, you are doing well. I’m pleased,” Paulo praised him.

The thrill of being praised by Paulo filled Mike. Paulostroked his skin where his jeans were open, causing Mike’s dick to leakpre-come. He groaned and pushed his hips forward, searching for relief.

“Ah, are you going to be naughty every time I praise you?”Paulo asked, his accent becoming thicker as the time dragged on.

“No, I’ll be good. I got you under my skin, I can't be bad with you.”

Paulo stepped close, his hands cupping Mike’s face. “Very nice. Ifyou’re good, I’ll reward you. You like rewards, no?”

“Please, reward me,” Mike begged.

“Unzip your pants now.”

Mike took hold of the zipper key and pushed it down. Therelief was only temporary as his fingers brushed against his cock. He wanted so much more than just brief contact with his dick.

“Take off your pants and underwear.” Paulo’s voice was thicknow, his desire evident with each word.

Mike pushed his pants and underwear over his hips, exposinghis dick to the cool air. Paulo gasped when Mike’s dick sprung free.

“Mue Deus, você é linda. You are beautiful.”

Mike stood totally naked, showing off his body to Paulo.From the way Paulo stared at him, Mike knew he was pleased. Paulo licked hislips, his eyes roving over Mike’s body.

“Turn on the water while I strip. I desire to soap you and run my fingers over your beautiful skin.”

Mike couldn’t look away as Paulo stripped out of hisclothes. He fumbled with the tap, trying to get the temperature correct asPaulo unbuttoned his pants and slid down his zipper, his gaze on Mike as heundressed.

Paulo dropped his pants, granting Mike the viewhe’d been dying to get for weeks. His breath stalled in his chest and his heartskipped a beat. Dizziness washed over him as he took in naked Paulo. No doubt, he’d died and gone to heaven.

David Beckham in all of his glory

2012-02-06T11:49:00.001-06:00

Though I live five miles from a soccer stadium where they play professional soccer, I have yet to see David Beckham in all his glory on the field. Since I love the game so much, I will call it by it's proper name from here on out in this post, football.

Football is an amazingly wonderful sport. I love watching football. I seriously love watching professional football. American football like the super bowl, not so much, but real football, oh baby, yeah.

So you can imagine how pleased I was to see David Beckham during the super bowl, and boy did I get an eyeful. His tat's were beautiful and his body, so hot. Then again, he is a super star for one of the most athletic sports known to man. So I give you David Beckham in all of his glory.

I hope you enjoy the David Beckham Yum Fest!

Quest for Dominance on Six Sentence Sunday

2012-02-05T02:47:00.000-06:00

“Oh, I am so going topunish you for this,” Nick said.

“You can’t punish meunless you catch me. And I’m faster than you, big guy.”

Nick laughed then lunged at Zane. They bumpedinto the wall and Nick held him prisoner there as he fondled Zane’s balls.Pleasure almost made Zane forget his quest for dominance.

Zane's Inferno

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Holy Bondage and Restraints Batgirl

2012-02-04T00:00:00.000-06:00

Bondage is a hot button to many people. Some people think it's only for crazies, or sick people. They are unwilling to contemplate the reasons for bondage, instead relying on innuendo and misinformation. To be bound meansyou give up control. Some people think that the person who gives up control isweak, but not always so. Giving up control of your body and your desires takesstrength.

Yes, there are some crazy people into bondage. They aren’t a Dominatebecause they want to care for another person; they just want to be able to beatthe crap out of someone. Run from this type of Dom. But most of the people who practice bondage do so with care for their subs.

In any relationship, control isn't always what you assume it to be. Dom’s may look like they have the control, but it’s the sub whosays stop or go. The sub has the safe word or safe object, and by their decisionthe scene continues or ends.

If you are looking to get into bondage, but don’tknow where to start, this little kit is a must. You can hide the restraintsunder the bed, thus keeping youngsters and guests from finding out what you aredoing at night when you get busy. Discuss the rules before hand. Know what you partner is willing to do and what they absolutely will not do. Tying up your partner doesn't give you free rein to abuse your power. Having your partner submit is a chance to show them how much you care.

For added fun, get a blindfold. Having your sense of sighttaken away is another level of trust. Of course, this too needs to be consensual. Overt pain isn’t my thing and my partner knows this.Open your mouth and tell your lover what you want, don’t hide your preference.Say no if you are uncomfortable with an action. Use your safe word if you don’tlike what is going on.

Trusting your lover takes time and patience on both the sub and the dom's part. Learning to love the other person like they need to be loved isimportant. Some people have a strong need to give up control during sex, andothers have a strong need to take control, making every action go off like thescript in their head. If you want to be bound but don’t know how to bring it upwith your partner, you should have them read this blog. Bondage doesn’t have to beweird or strange, it’s just the complete giving of yourself to your partner.Agree on a safe word or safe object to hold and have fun.

Flash Friday Fiction TJ Klune

2012-02-02T21:17:00.000-06:00

Each week me a a few other writers take a photo and write a 100 word story about that picture. I hope you enjoy todays Flash. Huge thanks to TJ Klune for being my guest today. He's been a great sport and had no idea what I would write. I hope you enjoy todays FFF. If you would like to see more Flashes click here.

TJ hung over Brent, pain welled up inside. His lover was dead. He'dend up in jail if the cops figure out he'd been here, but he couldn’t leave Brentto the darkness.

His heart ached and his ears rang. Brent was gone. His motheralways said tears healed, but he felt no better after crying for an hour. Notcaring that his DNA was all over the scene, TJ fell asleep with his armswrapped protectively around Brent.

TJ woke to someone speaking.

"Babe, what's wrong?" Brent asked.

TJ jumped, his heart racing, "You were dead. How thehell?"

A big thanks to TJ. He had no idea what I was going to write today. Please thank him by checking out his books.

Book One of the Elementally Evolved series

Set in a world that closely resembles our own, Burn is a story of redemption and betrayal, of family and sacrifice, which leads to the greatest question of all: how far would you go to save the ones you love?

Fifteen years ago, Felix Paracel killed his mother with fire that shot from his hands. Since then, he has hidden from forces bent on exploiting him and his fire and wind Elemental abilities. But Felix’s world is about to change, because he is Findo Unum—the Split One—and his coming has been foretold for generations.

Though Felix’s arrival brings great joy to the Elemental world, it also heralds a coming darkness. No one knows this better than Seven.—Seven, the mysterious man who rescued Felix from that horrible fire years ago and then disappeared; Seven, who has returned to claim what’s rightfully his: Felix’s heart. But even as Felix begins to trust Seven and his feelings about his place in the world, the darkness reveals itself, bringing consequences no one could have predicted.

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Wednesday Brief's: Will Mike Submit?

2012-02-01T00:00:00.000-06:00

Hello and welcome to my second edition of Wednesday Briefs! I'm continuing on with Paulo and Mike's story. If you didn't catch it, click here and see where Mike and Paulo started their story.

Wednesday Brief's is flash fiction that will make you smile, make you laugh, make you cry, or even make you horny! This week, we had these prompts: Use food in an erotic manner or, Use: Sims, emu and gratuity or "I got records on my fingers and I just can't stop" or use some sort of dance. For myself, I chose Sims, emu and gratuity.

Don't forget to check out the other Wednesday Briefers.

AJ Jarrett m/m

Victoria Blisse m/f

Nephylim m/m

LM Brown m/m

RCDonitz m/f

Scarlett Knight m/f

Pender Mackie m/m

Lily Sawyer m/m

Julie Lynn Hayes m/m

And now I give you the continuing story of Mike's Way

Paulo arched his back and wiggled his hips. It had been agessince he’d been touched this way. Panic set in as he thought about the nighthe’d had. He was hot and sweaty, almost as smelly as he would be if he worked all day out in the sun on his grandfather’s emu farm. Four fights and sixspilled drinks all conspired to make him disgusting to Mike.

He placed his hand on Mike’s chest and pushed. The confusionin Mike’s eyes made Paulo’s heart melt and he almost relented.

“Mike, I’m dirty. Tonight was hell. I need to showerfirst.”

The pinch of Mike’s brow smoothed out and he smiled, pullingPaulo into a tight hug, rubbing his hands over Paulo’s back.

“It was a rough night. My place is around the corner.” Mikepulled away and gazed into Paulo’s eyes. “I swear, I’ll behave if you comeover. I won't do anything you don't want.”

“What if I don’t want you to behave?” Paulo asked.

Mike’s eyes widened. He pulled Paulo close for anotherrough kiss. Paulo skimmed his hand down Mike’s back, resting it on the curve ofhis ass. Mike moaned and pressed in closer. They weren’t going to make it toMike’s place if they kept this up. Again, Paulo pushed Mike away.

“I have to finish mopping. Go clean the bar, or I’ll neverget done.”

“Mmm, are you bossing me around?”

For a moment Paulo worried that he’d offended Mike, but thesmile on Mike's face told a different story. Paulo may not have been the aggressorin their first kiss, but he suspected Mike wouldn’t mind him playing dominantin the bedroom.

Paulo kept an eye on Mike as he finished the task, all thewhile thinking about restraints and how he would love to tie Mike up. His cockthrobbed at the prospect of having Mike ass in the air, his hands bound, and hismouth gagged so he couldn’t say a word. Of course Paulo would make Mike pick asafe signal.

“You all done?” Mike asked as Paulo pushed the mop buckettowards the maintenance closet.

“Sim,”

“Sims? What does that have to do with anything?”

“No, sim, it means yes in my country. Oh, and I need to pick up mygratuity.”

“You mean tips?” Mike asked.

“Yes, tips. I always forget that word.” Paulo wished he hada better understanding of the English language, but he already understood so muchmore than when he’d first arrived. He put away the cleaning supplies, lockingthe back door and checking the bathrooms while Mike grabbed the rest of the tipmoney.

It felt a little strange walking out with Mike, usually the bartender stayed behind, but tonight Paulo followed him out the front door. The air washot, almost stifling as they walked hand in hand down the street. There were nocars trolling the town, everyone was done for the night with the bars closedand respectable businesses not opening for a few more hours. It was safe to show their affection.

“Just another block and we’ll be there,” Mike said.

Paulo’s heart thumped wildly the closer they got to Mike’splace. Did he have the courage to ask for what he really wanted?

They stopped at a green door, one that Paulo had noticedbefore on his walks to work. Mike didn’t move for a moment, his gaze downcast.When he finally lifted his head and their eyes met, Paulo’s breath caught inhis throat and his dick grew hard. The vulnerability and innocence he saw inMike’s soul made Paulo want to protect this man and dominate him. Fewunderstood the true nature of a dominant. Some were in the lifestyle to abuseothers, their sick and twisted minds getting off on pain, but domination overanother was so much more than pain. When a true Dom found a willing sub, poetrycould be written about their relationship.

“I want you to know, I’ve been watching you for the last fewweeks. I didn’t think you would ever make a move to kiss me. I’m not usuallythat forward, but I couldn’t help myself,” Mike said.

Paulo stepped closer to Mike, this time taking the upperhand and pinning him against the door. Mike’s eyes grew big, and he swallowed,his Adam’s apple bobbing attractively. Paulo stuck out his tongue and slid italong the length of Mike’s neck, eliciting a groan from deep in Mike’s chest.

“Open the door. I promise I won’t do anything you don’t wantme to. Let's shower, then I'll tell you what I desire,” Paulowhispered.

Paulo felt the shiver snake its way down Mike’s body as hefumbled for his keys. He was tired after a long shift at the bar, but he wasn’ttoo tired to take Mike and show him a new type of bliss.

Flash Fiction, a Speedo and Broken Bones. What do they all have in common?

2012-01-30T09:32:00.002-06:00

It seems like I've been writing quite a bit of flash fiction recently. On Saturday I had a minor surgical procedure called balloon sinuplasty. Basically they give you a lot of topical drugs, including the legal form of cocaine, numb you up and shove a plastic balloon up your nose, and as they put it, they open the airways. Sounds nice, right? What they really mean is they crush the bones on the inside of your nose to force the area to be wider. Yes, I was awake for the procedure so I heard the bones being crushed as they were working.

A few things I've noticed, my voice sounds different. Not bad, but different. I have enough voices running through my head, and now I have another one I don't recognize when I speak. A bit disturbing...If you cry after having your bones in your nose broken, it hurts. I had a misunderstanding with someone on Sunday, and let's just say I've cried a bit. It freaking hurts to cry. Another thing, just after the procedure I had to run into a Walgreens. While I was in the store I noticed that people freak out when you have blood running down your face. If you ever have balloon sinuplasty don't go into a store after the surgery.

The last thing I figured out, I can write when I'm doped up on Valium, legal cocaine (notice I didn't say the illegal versions) and all the other fun drugs they shot into me. Click here to read the flash fiction I wrote while I was doped up. I hope you enjoy.

Six Sentence Sunday Princess Slave, got to love those princesses

2012-01-29T00:00:00.000-06:00

Fear raced through her, her eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape. Finally her eyes locked with those of the cocky king. His mouth turned up at the corners, his gaze steady on her face. A strange tingle ran up her spine, one she couldn’t shake off. The king lowered his eyes and licked his lips. Her body grew uncomfortably hot.

More SSS click here.

Flash Fiction Friday with Kage Alan

2012-01-26T20:20:00.000-06:00

Welcome to this week's Flash Fiction Friday with Kage Alan. He's been overseas celebrating the Chinese New Year, and now he has to pay for his fun. Read on and see how I torture Kage this week. Check out the other Flashes when you're done with this piece.

Kage watched the sun rise through half closed eyes. He’d been hereall night waiting for Pookie to rescue him. He'd tried the door and the window then yelled until his voice was raw. The fire in the grate had died downhours ago, and the chill of the January morning seeped in.

"Find me, damn it," he whispered.

Damn Ninjas! She'd threatened him and won. Who knows what type of craphe'd have to say just to get out of her prison.

Sometime close to noon he heard the commotion below. The doorburst open, but it wasn’t his lover.

Oh God, what do I do now?

Does Kage get free? Will he ever make it back to America? Who knows, but while he's away pick up one of his books.

Gaylias: Operation Thunderspell

Agents Nicholas Inker and Anthony Hamilton: one's American, the other is Chinese. One has the brains, the other the brawn. And the one thing they share, besides annoying each other, is an arsenal of insults for anyone caught in the crossfire. Enter the League: they're the latest international threat, a terrorist group with an unknown agenda and untraceable funding. Until now... Guided by Debora, their trigger-happy handler, Nicholas and Anthony are assigned to uncover the League's innermost workings. What they find, however, is completely incidental to their real mission-each is determined to get the last word in, no matter how high the body count. They're two agents, one couple, entrusted with your national security. Let the bickering begin!

Purchase Gaylias from Amazon

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Welcome to Wednesday Briefs: Mike's Way

2012-01-25T00:00:00.000-06:00

Hello and welcome to my first edition of Wednesday Briefs! Flash fiction that will make you smile, make you laugh, make you cry, or even make you horny! This week, we had these prompts: silk pajamas, cat's meow, wunderbar. The alternate prompts were: Born in the USA, Mahem, mollycoddle, dandruff, Stairway to Heaven, or Puff the Magic Dragon. For myself, I chose the Stairway to Heaven reference.

Don't forget to check out the other Wednesday Briefers.

Nephylim m/m

Lindsay Klug m/f

Lily Sawyer m/m

Julie Lynn Hayes m/m

Without further ado, I give you Mike's Way.

The haunting refrains of Stairway to Heaven echoed throughthe bar as Paulo stacked the chairs on the tables. Only he and Mike were stillthere, the waitresses had taken off five minutes ago after cleaning the tables.

Mike polished a glass, his back turned to Paulo as though hewere ignoring him. Paulo stacked the last of the chairs, ignoring the awareness for the other man that wound through him. Mike hadn’t ever said anything that would lead Paulo tobelieve he was gay but he had a feeling. Of course since Paulo was from Brazil and Mike from the USthey didn’t communicate as well as they should. Usually Mike glared across theroom as time ticked by while he mopped the floor. It wasn’t his least favoritejob, but when he’d hired on as bouncer he’d agreed to clean up afterwards.

As he mopped the floor he thought about Mike’s full lips andhis broad shoulders. Mike’s slim hips and curvy ass weren’t too bad either.They guy was built well but it was his smile that did Paulo in.

Paulo wasn’t paying attention to where Mike was and jumped,letting out a yelp when he backed into the guy.

“Shit, I didn’t know you were right there.” Paulo hoped Mike didn't complain about this. He swore the guy didn’t like him, and now this, he mightlose his job.

Mike stepped forward, blocking Paulo in a corner, trappedbetween a table and the wall. Paulo’s gaze connected with Mike’s and lust shotstraight to his dick. Mike stared at him for a long moment. Sweat trickled downPaulo’s back as he stood still, wondering if Mike was about to do something likepunch him.

Mike’s hand rose and Paulo flinched. Mike hesitated thenreached out, smoothing the pad of his thumb over Paulo’s rough stubble. Pauloheld his breath as Mike closed in on him, taking the mop and set it against thewall. They were only inches from each other, and for the first time Paulonoticed the blue flecks in Mike’s dark eyes. He’d thought the guy had dark eyesbut now he saw their true color.

Mike’s gaze flicked down to Paulo’s lips and he smiled.Paulo breathed out slowly, trying to steady his breathing. Mike cupped his jawwith one hand, the other planted firmly on Paulo’s waist.

“Paulo,” Mike whispered as he leaned in and brushed his lipsback and forth across Paulo’s mouth.

His skin tingled and his muscles tensed as Paulo forcedhimself to remain still and not attack Mike. With as much restraint as he couldmuster, Paulo placed his hands on Mike’s waist. His fingers curled in, itchingto travel over the man’s body, searching his tender flesh and hard muscles.

Mike broke the kiss and lifted his head enough so they couldlook each other in the eyes. Paulo couldn’t believe they were kissing, muchless touching. A shiver overtook him and shook him all the way to his toes.Mike breathed in deep, his right hand squeezed Paulo’s waist. No words werespoken as they both moved closer, pressing their bodies together, chest-to-chest,dick-to-dick.

This time when Mike lowered his head for a kiss, Pauloopened his mouth, running his tongue over Mike’s lips. Mike groaned and openedfor him, their tongues twisting against each other as Mike slid one hand downthe back of Paulo’s jeans.

Six Sentence Sunday His Hero Anthology with Zane's Inferno

2012-01-22T05:42:00.002-06:00

Zane's Inferno a part of His Hero Anthology

Nick leaned in,pulling Zane into a crushing kiss. His tongue invaded Zane’s mouth, takingpleasure as he pushed Zane up against the wall. Nick’s hands were down Zane’spants, grabbing his ass and squeezing hard as he ground his pelvis against him.

The kiss ended all toosoon and Nick pulled back, leaving Zane totally bereft. Their breath came ingasps, heating up the tiny space where they’d hidden their little liaison.

Flash Fiction Friday Devon Rhodes

2012-01-20T00:00:00.000-06:00

Welcome to today's Flash Fiction Friday with Devon Rhodes. For more FFF click here.

The gun pressed to the back of Devon's head didn't worry her as muchas the bomb set to explode in three minutes.

Mitch was bigger than her by a hundred pounds, meaner than a rabiddog and dumber than a stump. The seconds ticked by, but he didn't budge hishold on her. She counted down the time as fear pumped through her.

“Tell me the code,” Mitch said.

Devon nodded, Mitch didn’t havetime to escape anyways. Mitch removed his hand.

"Let me go and I'll give it to you."

Mitch pushed her away and she stumbled towards the door. Would she make it?

I hope you enjoyed my Flash. Devon was a great sport and had no idea what I was going to write. Did she escape??? I don't know, we'll have to leave that for another episode. In the meanwhile check out her website and her books.

A Ring And A Promise is part of the His Hero Anthology.

Careers in military service are never easy on relationships—even less so when both lovers are in different branches...and both are men.

Naval Academy graduation now under their belts, Cary Barrientos knows the reality of the upcoming separation from his roommate of the past four years. Owen is more to him than just his best friend—he is the one person Cary can see spending his life with.

Owen Marsh knew that when he became Cary’s lover, the day would come when he would have to walk away. Now that day has come, and he’s having a hard time convincing himself that it’s just sex between them. Even with DADT repealed, there is no way a Marine and a Navy flier can be together. He’s just being realistic not expecting more.

When Cary switches their Academy rings, hoping Owen won’t notice, he makes a vow—he will do whatever he has to do, including believing enough for the both of them, to make their unlikely relationship stand the test of time. But when his Marine is called up for duty overseas, can a piece of jewellery and a promise be enough to get them through?

To read more FFF click here.

Thirst by Lisa Worrall

2012-01-18T00:00:00.000-06:00

Today I welcome the amazing Lisa Worrall to my blog. She has a great backlist on Amazon so check out her books. I hope you enjoy Thirst.

Blurb:

Detective Max Bowman is hunting a serial killer terrorizing the city, who leaves victims drained of blood. No fingerprints, no clues, no ideas. Only a mysterious inscription carved into each body.

Frustrated with the lack of progress, Max takes a break in a local pub. Attacked by the attractive man buying him drinks, he is left for dead in the alley behind the bar.

Waking up in Carter Gray's bed was the last thing he expected. Who was this mysterious man? What was his dark secret? Why does he make Max tremble with anticipation every time their eyes meet?

It becomes apparent that Carter is the only one with the 'expertise' to help him find the killer. But is his attraction to Carter clouding his judgment and is he refusing to acknowledge that the killer may well be Carter himself?

Excerpt:

Pain, lots of pain. Max tried to force his eyes open, but only one would comply; the other already swollen shut from the impact of a closed fist. He wasn't sure how long he'd been lying in the alley behind the bar. He dimly remembered a tall blond man with piercing blue eyes who introduced himself as Tony, or it might have been Tommy, buying him a beer, followed by way too many shots, he'd stopped counting after the fourth; remembered laughing and joking with him, flirting and being flirted with in return. Nothing seemed out of place. Nothing that was until the man suggested they go somewhere quieter.

Instead of heading out into the brightly lit street, Max had found himself being jostled from both sides into the alley behind the bar. The blond held onto him on his left and from nowhere a dark haired man grabbed his right arm. Too late Max realized that everything was out of place, just as the blond man's fist connected with his face and his knee with Max's groin.

The two of them punched and kicked him, and all he could do was curl in on himself on the ground and hope he could minimize the damage. He didn't want to think too much about the sharp snap he heard when a hard boot connected with his ribs, nor the meaty sounds of flesh upon flesh. Max was assaulted by a wave of dizziness and he felt darkness reach out to engulf him in its warm embrace, but he mentally shook his head and stubbornly refused to let it claim him. He felt hands grabbing at his keys and his wallet and then more pain as a boot connected with the muscle in the left cheek of his ass. His head was pulled back by a vicious hand twisting in his chestnut-colored hair, his glassy brown gaze locking onto piercing blue as the word "Fag" was spat at him and his head was slammed back down on the dirt.

Max heard their retreating footsteps and he tried to lift his head, the pain in his side causing a cry to fall from his lips at the movement. He coughed and cringed as he saw dark splatters of blood hit the ground. Wiping the back of a shaky hand across his lips, he stared at the stain of red on his skin. He stumbled to his knees, trying to use the wall beside him to pull himself up. His legs buckled, and he crashed back to the ground, a deep groan wrenched from him as he fell. Suddenly, he felt two strong arms, one around his shoulders and one under his knees, lifting him as if he weighed no more than a small child. His head lolled to the side, coming to rest on a firm shoulder and he had a glimpse of jade green eyes looking down into his as the dark claimed him once more.

* * * *
Carter pulled open the door of his black 1968 Ford Mustang and eased his ward carefully into shotgun, slowly reclining the seat to make the position more comfortable. Taking off his heavy woolen coat, he rolled it and slipped it behind the man's head to prop up the semi-conscious man. He gazed down at the battered face he had been watching all night from his dark corner of the bar, aware how beautiful it was underneath the swelling and bruising. The man's name was Max that much he knew, because he had heard him introduce himself to his assailant. He frowned, furious with himself that he had realized too late the blond twink and his accomplice's plans for the young man. If he hadn't been distracted, if he hadn't been so thirsty…

Carter slid behind the wheel, his green eyes glittering in the muted glow from the dome light as he closed the door behind him. A small smile lifted his lips as he headed his car toward home. The two men who had robbed and beaten Max and left him for dead had already paid for what they'd done. Glancing into his rear-view mirror, he parted his lips and ran his tongue down his elongated incisors.
They wouldn't be hurting anyone ever again, and he wasn't thirsty anymore.

Bio for Lisa Worrall
I was born in Romford, Essex, but am now living in Leigh on Sea, ten minutes away from the seaside town of Southend on Sea, which boasts the longest pier in the world. My claim to fame! I am having a total ball creating stories for the characters clamoring in my head for attention. And I am totally amazed by the support they've received and hope to give them voice for as long as people want to hear what they have to say.

On a personal note, I am the single mother of two children, aged eight and six, which makes for some interesting conversations, which sometimes end up in my stories! As if that wasn't enough to make me prematurely gray, we also have acquired a puppy called Winnie, named after my biggest vice... the Winchester brothers in Supernatural.

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Cock and Bull Closer, The Wonderful TA Chase

2012-01-15T23:30:00.000-06:00

Hello Sara and everyone,

Thanks for hosting me at your blog, and thanks to all the visitors stopping by to check out the last stop on the Cock & Bull Blog Tour. I hope you’ve followed us all since January 2^nd when I hosted Julia Knight to start the tour off.

I thought I’d end the tour with a little bit of heat. Nothing wrong with that, right? My upcoming release, The Longest Stride, will be available at

Amber Allure on January 22^nd.

I don’t have an actual link to my specific book, but here’s a link to the Amber Allure front page, and The Longest Stride will be on there when it comes out. Also, it’ll be discounted for the first week. Who can pass up a sale? Lol

http://www.amberquill.com/AmberAllure/index.html

So I’ll share the blurb for The Longest Stride and an excerpt:

Branimir Javlosk moved from Montana to Kentucky over twenty years ago, following the man he loved to a strange new place. They started a rescue farm and rehab center for retired racehorses, or any equine that needed their help. Branimir gained a reputation as a horse whisperer, able to take the most frightened horse and teach it to trust. They were on top of the world until Branimir’s lover died in a car accident.

He’s continued on, allowing the horses that need him to fill the empty place left by his lover’s death. Yet Branimir has a secret hidden deep inside of him. One he only lets out on rare occasions when there is a need.

Austin Jameson Spellsin is the youngest and favored son of one of the country’s richest men. Austin’s not interested in working in the family business of building oilrigs. He wants to ride horses in the Olympics, eventing to be specific. Yet with all his money, he’s never found the right horse for him. Until one morning, he stares at a scar-covered, half-starving mare and sees the look of eagles in her unvanquished gaze.

Of course, falling in love with the damaged mare isn’t going to make her want Austin, so he turns to the one man he knows can help him. Taking Mary’s Gospel to Branimir Javlosk seems the best way to win the mare’s troubled heart. Little did Austin know, not only would Mary’s Gospel lose her heart to the older cowboy, but Austin would find himself wanting to heal the wounded soul hiding inside Branimir.

Excerpt:

Austin smiled. “You know what my secret is. I can’t whistle.”

Branimir chuckled. “I’m not sure why you’d keep that a secret, but thanks for sharing. I’ll still sleep with you, even though you can’t whistle during sex.”

They laughed until Austin met Branimir’s gaze, and they came together hard, teeth clacking as they kissed. He threaded his fingers through Branimir’s head and moaned low in his throat as Branimir grabbed his ass. Wiggling and squirming, he straddled Branimir’s lap.

He ground his erection into Branimir’s, and their groans mingled. He dropped his head back and kept rocking their groins together. Branimir encouraged the rhythm until panting filled the room. Sweat dripped down his cheeks and Austin leaned forward to nip Branimir’s neck.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured as he nibbled along Branimir’s throat, taking little bites as he went.

“As are you.” Branimir squeezed Austin’s ass, running his finger along the seam of Austin’s jeans and pressed just a little against Austin’s hole.

The pressure from Branimir’s finger made Austin want more. He reached down and opened his pants, revealing his cock. Branimir caught on to what Austin was doing, so he undid his own jeans and brought their naked shafts together.

“Holy shit!”

The heat of Branimir’s skin along with the strength of his fingers wrapped around his own shaft drove Austin closer to the edge. He thrust, fucking Branimir’s hand, letting their pre-cum ease the friction, but only slightly. There was a little bite of pain to the hand job.

“I’m coming,” he warned.

“I’m right with you.”

Within seconds, warm cum spilled from them, coating their cocks and Branimir’s hand. When his last drop squirted out, Branimir came, adding his own to Austin’s. As his climax faded away, he fell forward onto Branimir’s chest.

“Wow. I needed that,” he muttered.

“So did I, but I want in your ass.” Branimir patted his ass before gathering him close and standing.
“Let’s go take a shower and see where we can go from there.”

“Sounds great to me.”

He wrapped his legs around Branimir’s waist and rested his head on Branimir’s shoulder, letting his lover carry him upstairs. He marveled at how strong Branimir was, considering Austin wasn’t a light weight, but Branimir wasn’t out of breath when he hit the top of the stairs.

They moved down the hallway to the bathroom where Branimir set Austin on the counter before turning on the shower. Austin sat there for a moment, watching his lover strip. It shouldn’t have been erotic, because Branimir wasn’t trying to be. He unbuttoned and removed each piece of clothing without even looking at Austin.

When Branimir revealed his upper body, Austin gasped. Scars marred his chest and back like he’d been in a lot of fights. One scar looked more like a horse attacked him. Austin jumped to his feet and went over to run his fingers over the jagged line.

“Wow, that had to hurt,” he commented.

Branimir stiffened, but didn’t pull away. “It did.”

“How did it happen? I can’t see you not paying close enough attention to let a horse nail you like that.” Austin noticed how tense Branimir appeared as he continued to trace the old wound.

“Yeah, well, I wasn’t really expecting it from this particular horse. He’d never shown any signs of aggression toward me before, but I guess it just goes to show you can’t get distracted, even around a horse you trust.”

Austin studied Branimir, something in the man’s voice telling Austin there was more to the story. Yet the way Branimir turned away from him told Austin, Branimir didn’t want to talk about it.

“Looks like you had quite a few run-ins with crazy animals.” He whispered a caress over Branimir’s chest, pausing to tweak his nipple.

Branimir hissed and reached for Austin’s pants. “You need to get naked and we need to get wet before all the hot water is gone.”

Austin chuckled as he ripped his clothes off and crowded Branimir into the shower stall. He inhaled sharply as the wet fell over Branimir’s body, outlining all those wonderful muscles and tanned skin. The man must sunbathe in the nude because there wasn’t a tan line anywhere. Austin almost swallowed his tongue at the thought of Branimir lying on the grass out under the sun. God, he hoped he got to see it just once before he had to leave.

“Shit,” he muttered as he soaped up his hands and grasped Branimir’s cock with them. He pumped while Branimir dropped his head back and groaned.

“What’s wrong?”

He could tell Branimir had a hard time focusing on what Austin said and Austin wanted it that way.

“Nothing Just remembered something.”

Austin pushed the thought of leaving out of his head. He didn’t have to go for another month and after that, he’d figure out how to get back to Branimir and his farm as often as possible. Long distance relationships were hard on couples, but luckily, he had the money to make it work, even if he had to fly back to Branimir every week.

What did that say about his feelings for the man? They’d only spent time together for the past month or so, and while he knew Branimir better than he did when he arrived, there were still lots of things he didn’t know about the man.

Branimir grabbed Austin’s shoulders and brought their mouths together, quite effectively stopping Austin from thinking about anything except the feel of Branimir’s thick cock in his hand.

Their tongues competed for dominace as Branimir pushed Austin up against the cool tiles. He grunted at the coldness on his back, but his chills disappeared when Branimir slid his hands down to grip his ass with strong fingers.

“Oh fuck.” He moaned, arching into Branimir’s solid body. His own grip on Branimir’s cock tightened, but his mind short-circuited at the touch of Branimir’s fingers to his hole.

“You want something,” Branimir murmured, tongue trailing over the curves of Austin’s ear.

“God, yes. I want you inside me. You’re gonna make me feel you for days.” His eyes rolled at the thought of Branimir’s larger than average cock fucking his hole.

Branimir growled low in his throat before pressing closer to Austin and nipping the side of Austin’s neck. Austin exhaled loudly and turned to brace his hands against the wall, tilting his ass out in a blatant offer. He jumped when Branimir slapped his butt.

“Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”

Austin rested his forehead on the tiles and closed his eyes, calming his breathing so he didn’t hyperventilate. At what point had his entire focus narrowed down to the shower stall and the man about to fuck him? Nothing else mattered except getting Branimir’s dick in his ass.

He grunted when a slick finger rubbed over his hole lightly before breaching it. Closing his eyes, he concentrated on relaxing his muscles. Branimir buried his finger as deep as it could go into Austin and they both grunted. Within in minutes, Branimir had four fingers stretching Austin, getting him ready for Branimir’s thick shaft.

“I’m ready, Branimir. I want you inside me right now,” Austin demanded.

Branimir chuckled and eased his fingers out, drawing a mumbled protest from Austin. “Can’t have it both ways, sweetheart. It’d take far more lube for you to be able to deal with all my fingers and my cock. It’d be like me fucking you with my fist.”

Austin almost came as the image of Branimir’s hand buried in his ass popped up in his mind. “Oh my God!”

“Hush, honey.” Branimir soothed Austin by stroking his hand over Austin’s back. “That’s something to think about later. Right now, I want to shove my dick into you as hard as I can until you’re screaming my name.”

“Do it.”

He dropped his head again and shut his eyes, admiring Branimir’s controlled power as his lover thrust slowly, inch by hot inch. He was panting by the time Branimir stopped, his pubic hair scratching Austin’s butt.

“Are you okay?”

Austin thought for a moment, evaluating every atom in his body. Was he okay? He hummed and angled his hips, drawing Branimir in further. Oh yeah, he felt great.

“Yeah. I’m fine. Get moving, stud.”

Branimir froze and Austin wondered what he’d said. He clenched his inner muscles, dragging a groan from Branimir. That was all the man need, Austin guessed, considering how quickly Branimir started fucking his ass. Hard and fast, just like Austin wanted at that moment.

He grunted and jerked as Branimir nailed his gland with each stroke in and out. Stars burst before his eyes when Branimir leaned forward and bit the spot where his neck and shoulder met.

“Branimir,” Austin screamed.

Without even being touched, Austin came, spilling his cum all over the shower wall and floor. He massaged Branimir’s cock, doing his best to break the man’s control. It worked.

One. Two. On the third deep shove inside, Branimir froze and shouted Austin’s name while filling the condom he wore. His hands gripped Austin’s hips, leaving behind bruises, but Austin didn’t care. He barely acknowledged it when Branimir slid out and somehow managed to get them cleaned up, out of the shower, and into bed without a mishap, considering how useless Austin was.

They snuggled together under the blankets in Branimir’s bed and Austin thought about how sexy Branimir made him, but also how much love he felt in every touch Branimir gave him. It was crazy of course, because no one falls in love so quickly. Austin sighed and wiggled to get closer to Branimir. He’d worry about all that in the morning. Right then, he wanted to sleep in the arms of his lover and absorb his warmth.

Hope you enjoyed the excerpt, and keep The Longest Stride in mind at the end of the month.

Thanks again, Sara, for letting me stop by. If anyone wants to check out my other books, you can hit my blog, www.tachase.blogspot.com My website is down at the moment because I’m getting a new one designed. Also, if you have any questions, you’re more than welcome to email me at chase.ta at gmail dot com.

Also, I’m giving away a copy of The Longest Stride to one lucky commenter today. Though you’ll have to wait until it comes out. Or you can pick something from my backlist if you don’t want to wait.

Have a great day, everyone.

Don't forget to comment because there are some great prizes on the Cock and Bull Tour.

Grand Prize: $150 Amazon gift card

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Six Sentence Sunday His Hero with Zane's Inferno

2012-01-14T05:40:00.000-06:00

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Zane took a deepbreath and pushed erotic thoughts of Nick out of his mind. The guy would probablykill him if he knew what he was thinking. The gentle touch of Nick’s hand onhis face and chest made it difficult to stop his impure thoughts but he’d bedamned if he’d get a boner laying on a gurney in an ambulance. Talk about aloser moment.

Flash Fiction Friday Illegal Liaisons

2012-01-13T00:00:00.000-06:00

Hope you enjoy my take on this photo. Each week a group of us write Flashes. Click here for more.

“It isn’t fair,” Lisa said.

“The virus wiped out most of the female population, we just have to becareful. They wouldn’t understand.” Karin kissed Lisa again, brushing her lips over Lisa's worried brow.

“I hate being a fucking breeder. Seventy four of us and we’re justbreading rats. No life. No love.”

“I love you.” Karin kissed her again.

“Yes, and I love you, but we can’t be together.”

“I hear someone coming,” Karin whispered.

They separated, Lisa’s heart aching.

The door opened, a tall dark man stepped in. “Number fifty one, it’syour turn.”

Tears filled Lisa’s eyes. Her turn to breed.

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Not doing what we should, where do you fit in?

2012-01-10T09:23:00.001-06:00

Why do wenot do the things we know we should? I have a long historyof procrastination. It's a wonder I get anything done. With writing I'mfairly good about not procrastinating. As of this morning I've written 30,000words this year on a novel. I'm good with that. It's the difficult things thatI procrastinate on. Or those things I perceive as difficult.

I've beenmeaning to have a difficult conversation with my son for a while. I pushed itoff on my husband but he's no better than I am. I finally had the conversationand it wasn't difficult or hard at all. Check that one off my list.

Gradingmy daughters work. That's one I hate. I haven't graded her work in the weeksince we went back to school. Got that one done and it was easy. My son's work,that’s a different story. He's behind and going to have to school on theweekends until he gets caught up. Great, another difficult conversation withhim.

Thenthere are the things around the house. I hate paying the bills. We have themoney to pay them I just hate having to pull everything together and make thosedecisions. I also procrastinate with going to the doctor.

Maybe thereason I don't procrastinate with my writing is I'm busy not doing everythingelse and fill that time with writing. Oh well, it's off to work on writing andnot pay the bills. Where do you fit into the procrastination game?

Texas Rough for Six Sentence Sunday

2012-01-08T03:28:00.004-06:00

Lane braced his hand against the window thenpulled it away, not wanting to leave a smudge. He stumbled over to thekitchen but didn’t grab a beer, a beer with his raging hormones would spelldisaster. Lane stared down the hall to Gresh's bedroom. Gresh was getting naked behind that door. Lane closed his eyes as heleaned against the counter imagining Gresh standing in the center of the roomwith nothing other than his underwear on.

This is from Texas Rough, a new book that I'm working on. Hope you enjoyed.

For more SSS click here.

Hot Cowboy Loving - Wait, that can't be the name of my book

2012-01-05T08:31:00.003-06:00

I'm kind of empty right now. I just haven't had the words to put into a post. You know how when something happens and it makes you sad...Well that's been me for the last few days.

I have been writing on my cowboy love story. I've written 16,000 words in the last 4 days. It's a great romance with loads of angst but no name for the book. I need to come up with a name and soon. I can't just call it The Cowboy Love Story. How stupid is that?

It needs to be something catchy, something inspiring. Brokeback Mountain is already taken and there are no mountains in south Texas near Houston. Texas Hill Country isn't mountains, it's rolling hills. The rolling hills of Texas are lovely but a book called Lovely Rolling Hills about two guys who fall in love and have some issues to work through wouldn't set the proper tone. There are a lot of snakes in Texas but the Snake Love Story isn't right either.

There are a lot of cows on the ranch but naming animals in a book title is a bit sketchy and has to be done carefully. There is a love triangle in this story. It's a very emotional tale of hard bodied cowboys, rich land owners and doctors. It's like Lions, Tigers and Bears oh my but none of the guys would qualify as bears so adding bears to the name wouldn't be wise. So I'm left with a story about hot cowboys who overcome difficult situations to have love but will they make it or will the hot cowboy run off with the doctor...Oh, why can't I come up with a name?

Don't forget to visit the Cock and Bull tour. Here are the websites and leave a comment!

Jan 2: TA Chase

Jan 3: Julia Knight

Jan 4: LA Witt

Jan 5th: Freddy MacKay

Jan 6th: Marie Sexton

Jan 7th: JP Bowie

Jan 8th: Megan Slayer

Jan 9th: Amber Kell

Jan 10th: JP Barnaby

Jan 11th: Sue Holston

Jan 12th: Simone Anderson

Jan 13th: Kit Sands

Jan 14th: EM Woods

Jan 15th: Devon Rhodes

Jan 16th: Sara York

Grand Prize: $150 Amazon gift card

2nd: $100 Amazon gift card

3rd: $50 Amazon gift card

Cock and Bull - Come find out what it's about

2012-01-02T08:51:00.000-06:00

It is officially the first day of the Cock & Bull Blog Tour! The first stop is at TA Chase’s blog. Go here. Remember, at the end of our tour, we’ll be giving away a grand total of $300 in Amazon gift cards! Every comment you leave along the way enters you into the grand prize drawing. Details and our full schedule can be found here.

Happy New Year!

Grand Prize: $150 Amazon gift card

2nd: $100 Amazon gift card

3rd: $50 Amazon gift card

There will be smaller prizes along the way. We’ll also be hosting a chat here on January 4th, noon to 5:00 EST. The more comments you leave along the way, the better your chance of winning!

I hope you’ll join us!

Six Sentence Sunday - Hot Hot Hot

2012-01-01T11:05:00.002-06:00

Nick wasn’t one to parade around naked, but Zane had seen him once and knew the guy was well hung. He couldn’t wait to get his lips around that cock. He did love sucking dick. Most of the guys he’d dated were bottoms and they sucked his cock. Zane doubted that Nick had ever played bottom for anyone.

From Zane's Inferno in the His Hero Anthology releasing January 16th.

Flash Fiction Friday - It's all about me

2011-12-30T00:00:00.000-06:00

This week's FFF is all about me. Yep, it was my birthday week so I'm only inviting myself as a guest on this post. Hope you enjoy this flash and check out my books.

Sara knewshe could win against Jack since he’d broken his arm last year, but did shewant to win? There was too much riding on this. Not only would it changeeverything in her life but Jack’s too.

Tony wasbeing annoying, like usual. Sara hadn’t meant for him to hear the stakes of the wagerbut she hadn’t known he was standing so close.

Jack’s darklips curved into a smile. The twinkle in his brown eyes almost took her breathaway. Should she accept what he offered and lose or win and make him do it herway?

For more FFF's this week read the authors below

Katie Harper: http://katieharperwrites.blogspot.com/

Yvonne Nicolas: http://yvonnenicolas.wordpress.com/

Eden Connor: http://edenconnorwrites.blogspot.com/

AuroraRose Andromeda: http://rollingmuseintheroses.blogspot.com

ER Pierce http://www.erpierce.com

Sara York: http://sarayork.blogspot.com

Sherri Hayes: http://sherri-hayes.blogspot.com/

Lee Brazil: http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com

Sharita Lira as BL: http://blrawiyaerotica.blogspot.com

Patricia Logan: http://naughtypassions.blogspot.com

Bonni Sansom: http://bonnisansom.blogspot.com/

Cassandre Dayne: http://cassandredayne.wordpress.com/

Benjamin Russell: http://www.incubuschronicles.blogspot.com/

Gemma Parkes:http://gemmaparkes.blogspot.com/

Cyril J. Michael: http://authorcyriljmichaels.blogspot.com/

Venus Cahill: http://www.venusbookluvr.blogspot.com/

Luna Ella Aldora: http://moonkissedromantica.blogspot.com/

Davee Jones: http://finless.blogspot.com/

Naomi Shaw: http://midnightfantasieswithnaomishaw.blogspot.com/

Jean Joachim: http://joachimbooks.blogspot.com

Jade Baiser: http://jadebaiser.blogspot.com

I love sex!!!!

2011-12-28T00:00:00.000-06:00

Okay, so I really love sex. Sex is great. It's fun, exciting and amazing. Orgasms are tops. Overall I think sex is such a wonderful activity you should have it as often as you can. Now with all good things there is a butt. Here's the butt...Recently on Facebook I ran into someone who believed that you could not get any STI's from oral sex. That's Sexually Transmitted Infections for those who don't know.

Safe sex is an important part of having sex. You can get sexually transmitted diseases and infections from having oral sex. I'm all for oral sex. I don't want to be a buzz kill but don't be stupid. Here's a link about having safer sex.

If you are going to have oral sex take some precautions. If someone has a mouth sore it's contagious. Don't allow anyone to perform oral sex on you when they have a cold sore. That's herpes and it will pass from genital to mouth and mouth to genital. The bacterium chlamydia can also pass from mouth to genitals and the other way.

AIDS can also be passed. Not as often as other diseases but AIDS is a virus, and as with all viruses, they like to spread. AIDS will search for a way to live in the new host. New medicines make it harder to tell if someone is sick with HIV and AIDS. Just know before you blow.

I don't want to be all buzz kill with this post but I also don't want ignorance spread. You can get STI's through oral sex. In fiction books it's easy to make the character go out and have sex without consequences. It's all made up in fiction book and in the movies. The author tells the story that they want to tell and they ignore the consequences of their characters actions if it doesn't fit their story. Be educated. Ask more than one person and research the answers you need to have safe sex.

What's going on in my erotic world???

2011-12-27T07:11:00.000-06:00

Hmmm, that's a good question. I'm writing like crazy. Not on blogs but books. In the last eight day's I've written another book, Torn to Shreds. Torn to Shreds features Brett, an ex Marine who's pissed, lost and lonely, and Lucas, a college kid who has been taken as a slave by one sick bastard.

I've signed a contract for Selling It. I seriously loved writing Selling It. Here's the blurb.

Teens aredying and Blaine Wilson, a DC police detective, knows why. The scars on hisright leg, left rib cage and left collar bone are a brutal reminder of his pastas a teen prostitute and a key to solving this investigation.

Blaine’s trips to gay bars arewreckless but he’s searching for solace for his wounds. When he meets Andyeverything changes. Dating Andy forces him out of the closet at work and thenhe has to admit his past indiscretions to his captain.

Andy falls in love at the drop of ahat and he's promised his two best friends he won't fall so easily again. Whenhe meets Blaine he's helpless to the instant attraction.

Andy and Blaine are dedicated tomaking their relationship work when the killer targets Andy and his two bestfriends. Can Blaine save his lover and Andy’s friends without losing himself?

I've got one book that releases in January, Zane's Inferno - A part of the His Hero Anthology, and I'm part of a super cool Blog Hop. It's the Cock and Bull Blog Hop. Love the name.

Here are the prizes for the Cock and Bull Hop

Grand prize: $150 Amazon Gift Card

2nd prize: $100 Amazon Gift Card

3rd prise: $50 Amazon Gift Card

We'll be starting January 2nd so don't forget to come back here and check out the tour's progress.

And that's what's been going on in my world. It's my birthday this week so don't forget to stop in on my Facebook page and wish me happy birthday. Kisses to all, XOXO

Flash Fiction Friday - Tom Webb and Sue Brown

2011-12-23T00:00:00.000-06:00

Ah, with Christmas in the air who could resist such a wonderful photo of two lovebirds kissing? Today's FFF is my take on this photo.

Tom Webb, from Bear on Books review site, is joining me today as well as Sue Brown in the fun and fabulous world of FFF. I hope you enjoy this little story and go read some of Tom's reviews and Sue's books.

Tearsfell from Tom's eyes as he pulled Sue into a kiss. They were to marry in themorning. Rich, his lover stood off to the side, his fists clenched. If only theworld were different.

Suepulled out of the kiss and gazed up at Tom. She shook her head and gave him asad smile.

“Why arewe doing this?”

“It’sexpected.”

“Fuck theworld and its expectations. Let’s live.”

Suepushed him away and turned the wedding party. “Tom and I aren’t gettingmarried.”

Everyonegasped. Her mother clutched her chest.

“Instead,Tom and Rich shall walk the aisle.”

Final Admission by Sue Brown

James Trenchard is a dick. Everyone in Bingwell, Brock, and Bacon says so, and after Ethan’s first encounter with the man, he agrees. Ethan resolves to avoid James but ends up working closely with him and discovers the lawyer's hiding a secret from the world. Ethan also realizes he's falling too hard too fast. Ethan has to decide if he should help James and risk getting entangled in the mess James has gotten himself into, or move on. But walking away from love is never a simple decision to make.

Purchase Final Admission

For more FFF check out these pages.

Bonni Sansom: http://bonnisansom.blogspot.com/

Lee Brazil: http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/

Sherri Hayes: http://sherri-hayes.blogspot.com/

ER Pierce http://www.erpierce.com

Yvonne Nicolas http://yvonnenicolas.wordpress.com/

Eden Connor: http://edenconnorwrites.blogspot.com/

Benjamin Russell: http://www.incubuschronicles.blogspot.com/

AuroraRose Andromeda: http://rollingmuseintheroses.blogspot.com

Sara York: http://sarayork.blogspot.com

Cyril J. Michael: http://authorcyriljmichaels.blogspot.com/

Venus Cahill: http://www.venusbookluvr.blogspot.com/

Havan Fellows: http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/

Naomi Shaw: http://midnightfantasieswithnaomishaw.blogspot.com/

Gemma Parkes: http://gemmaparkes.blogspot.com/

Cassandre Dayne: http://cassandredayne.wordpress.com/

Katie Harper http://katieharperwrites.blogspot.com/

Luna Ella Aldora: http://moonkissedromantica.blogspot.com

Davee Jones: http://finless.blogspot.com/

Sancre Darling: http://sancredarling.blogspot.com/

Zane's Inferno - A part of the His Hero Anthology

2011-12-17T09:04:00.003-06:00

Stuff Your Stockings Blog Hop

Prizes Galore:

$450+ In Gift Cards to Amazon, B&N, ARe, and Other Publisher Sites

150+ In Ebooks of all heat levels

Kindle Fire, Jewlery, Gift Baskets, Christmas Ornaments, and all kinds of goodies

Each participating author is going to hold a contest on their blog with so many treats up for grabs it’s enough to make every reader’s Christmas just that much happier! In each contest post the author will link the others participating in the blog hop to help you find each and ever stop to increase your chances to win.

The contest will start Friday, December 16, 2011 and go till midnight Sunday, December 18, 2011.

Leave your comment below and you'll be entered for a chance to win a $20 gift certificate to Amazon.

I love this cover for the anthology, His Hero. His Hero will release from Total-E-Bound on January 16th.

'Zane's Inferno' by Sara York

Zane's Inferno—when burning, hot lust ignites into raging love.

After being trapped in a fire, Zane Wilson is shocked by the heat directed his way by Nick Dubois, the fire department's top paramedic. Nick comes on to Zane, kissing him in the bunkroom and surprising the hell out of him. The next day, Nick shows up at Zane's house and the fireworks really begin. The sex is rough and hot, not at all like anything Zane has had before.

Their relationship began because of a fire then almost ends because of one. When Zane is trapped in a forest fire and almost killed, Nick moves in and doesn't leave his side. But a jealous ex is setting up Nick...and gunning for Zane. Will they survive they survive the firestorm created by their relationship, or succumb to the flames?

Hope you enjoy this blurb and look for His Hero on January 16th.

Flash Fiction Friday with Ethan Day and SammyJo Hunt

2011-12-16T00:00:00.000-06:00

Yes, it's time for another FFF. Today I've roped Ethan Day an SammyJo Hunt into letting me use them as subjects in this short tale. SammyJo was so gracious that she allowed me to turn her into a man for the purposes of this weeks story. I do hope you enjoy SmmyJo Hunt and Ethan Day's premiere into the world of Flashers. And don't forget to leave a comment to be entered in the HOP

“Do you think the body is buried deep enough?” Ethan asked.

“He can’t hurt you anymore.” Sam stroked Ethan’s cheek,cupping Ethan’s chin tight in his hand. “The day I met you I swore I wouldn’tlet him hit you again. He’s gone forever.”

“You’re too good to me.” Ethan stepped close to Sam and ranhis fingers down Sam’s bare chest, loving that lust fired in Sam’s eyes.

“Someone will miss him.” Ethan toyed with the waistband ofSam’s underwear.

“I’ve got it covered, babe.” Sam wrapped his arms aroundEthan, hugging him tight.

Ethan pulled down Sam's underwear. “I’m ready.”

I hope you enjoyed today's flash. Please thank Ethan and SammyJo for being such good sports they had no idea what I had planned for the Flash or that they would be suspects in a crime investigation, but let's pray they actually did bury the body deep enough. Check out more Flash Fiction Friday.

As You Are

Operation Danny...that’s all bartender and recent college graduate Julian Hallowell has had on his mind the past year. Julian may have no idea what he wants to do with his life, but he definitely knows he‘s in love with the boy next door: the next door down the hall to be exact, housing his roommate and used textbook store owner Danny Wallace.

While Julian has done his level best to make Danny fall for him, all his hard work has been in vain. Danny doesn’t seem to view Julian as anything other than a roommate and friend. So when new guy in town Andy Baker asks him out on a date, Julian can’t think of a good reason to say no.

Instead, he institutes a Reverse Operation Danny plan, which he’s positive will purge all thoughts of love and lust for his roomie out of his head. He’s ready to move on and start looking for his next Mr. Right, and Andy just might fit the bill. But has he given up too soon?

A Wicked Encounter by SammyJo Hunt

Christopher Allwyne, Duke of Bellwood, stood to inherit a vast fortune. Still reeling from the loss of his parents and most recently, his Aunt Polly, the Duchess of Bellwood, the young noble found himself traveling in the dark of night to oversee Her Grace's funeral proceedings and to attend the reading of his aunt's will. Along the way, his carriage suffers a devastating accident, and a dark stranger comes to his aid and rescue. The Marquis Evan de Lombard, rich French nobleman, takes an instant interest in the handsome Christopher. Sharing a wicked encounter shortly after meeting, things look promising as love blooms between them. That is, until the Marquis reveals his true identity and purpose.

Once Christopher knows the truth, will he ever be able to forgive Evan and love him, despite the man's indiscretions? Torn apart by dishonesty, can love win out over betrayal and rise to the occasion, reuniting them for a lifetime of happiness? The cost for true love could be a price neither one is willing to pay.

Today is the first day of the Stuff Your Stockings Blog Hop. I'm giving away one $20 gift certificate to Amazon at the end of the hop to one lucky commenter. All you have to do is leave a comment on today's post or any other post through the 18th.

Hope you enjoy the Hop set up by the lovely and talented Drea Becraft. There are Prizes Galore:

$450+ In Gift Cards to Amazon, B&N, ARe, and Other Publisher Sites

150+ In Ebooks of all heat levels

Jewlery, Gift Baskets, Christmas Ornaments, and all kinds of goodies

Each participating author is going to hold a contest on their blog with so many treats up for grabs it’s enough to make every reader’s Christmas just that much happier! In each contest post the author will link the others participating in the blog hop to help you find each and ever stop to increase your chances to win.

The contest will start Friday, December 16, 2011 and go till midnight Sunday, December 18, 2011. Click here for more participants.

Paw Prints - Now Available

2011-12-14T20:25:00.000-06:00

What happens when twenty five writers get together with a story idea geared toward helping better one small corner of the world? Meet Kylie Wright and Buster and find out this December in Paw Prints, a brand new story created by Rebel Writers with a Cause.

Buster was a bait dog, the kind used to teach others like him to fight to the death. Left for dead on the side of an empty country road, Kylie Wright finds him and sets into motion a whirlwind of events that offer both she and Buster a second chance at life. With his new master and a handsome vet tech, Jason, at his side, Buster might have just found his very own Shangri-La. That is if the people who abused him, the very same people threatening both Kylie and Jason, can be brought to justice.

Will Buster finally have the life and family he deserves or will fate deliver each of them at the feet of the cruel men running the death pit?

Rebel Ink Press supports the mission of The Humane Society of the United States and a financial donation will be made to help support their cause. Your support of our project is greatly appreciated and it is our sincere hope you'll help us spread the word regarding this worthwhile cause.

Paw Prints will be available at these fine retailers:

All Romance ebooks.com
Amazon.com
Barnes & Noble.com
Bookstrand.com

Shhh, we're talking about the M word...Masturbation

2011-12-13T09:08:00.000-06:00

Masturbation – Self Love – Pulling the Wanker – Petting theCat

What ever you call it masturbation is a part of life. Somepeople call it a sin other’s think it’s dirty. “You’ll grow hair on your palms.”or “You’ll go blind” Remember those lies? For some strange reason some Christianpastors think masturbation is a form of homosexuality. Comparing masturbationto homosexuality is a huge stretch and totally wrong. And now since I’vebrought up homosexuality I have to pull out one of my favorite Jerry Seinfeldlines – Not that there’s anything wrong with that – the homosexuality of course,not the other junk about Christian pastors.

If you masturbate you aren’t homosexual. Guys stroking offin front of a mirror, pulling their meat and watching their body react isn’thomosexual behavior. Girls slipping their fingers in their underwear, sliding theirthumb against their clit and feeling it grow hard between their fingers,there’s nothing homosexual about that.

Most men think of women when they are masturbating. If avariant image of a man pops into their head while they are all plumped up withnowhere to go but in their own hand that isn’t homosexuality either.

Of course anyone who knows me knows that I’m all fine withtwo guys stripping naked, pelvis to pelvis, hard cock to hard cock, their lipscome together tentatively at first then hungrily as they plunder each other’smouths, sucking and nipping as they take and give of their bodies. Slowly oneof them drops to his knees and smiles up at the other then his tongue dartsout, flicking the end of....Well you get the picture. Now if you’re ready tomasturbate over that scene, great. If you’re a heterosexual male or a lesbianI’m sorry, I’m just not good at doing female on female action.

So why is masturbation seen so negatively. For some reasonpeople still see self-pleasure as a negative activity. People feel guilty ifthey masturbate. They think that they are defective or have something wrongwith them. None of that is true.

I know I’m going to piss people off when I say this, but Goddoesn’t care if you masturbate. People will toss out ridiculous bible quotesthat are taken in the wrong context. Masturbate if you will, but God doesn’tcare.

It’s none of your mother or father’s business if youmasturbate. Don’t spooge all over their furniture but your parents/grandparentor others in the line of ancestry shouldn’t care about your self-love and ifthey do, tough cookies for them.

So how do you talk to your kids about masturbation? If you have kids eventually you are going to have to bring up the subject. First off never make them feel like there is something wrong with them if they masturbate. If you watch any popular media or listen to the radio your kids have heard the word. Might as well get used to the idea of saying those words in front of them. Say it out loud now --Masturbation- If you're in a coffee shop just don't say it too loud, the other patrons might look at your funny.

Like I said, if your kids are older than 3rd grade and have watched TV or even left the house then they have heard the word. What do you want them to know about masturbation? If you're reading this and think masturbation is wrong I don't know what to say. Please seek counseling. Masturbation is a part of growing up. Masturbation is cheap, easy and won't get you sick. Nowhere in the bible does it say masturbation is a sin. It does say don't whack off and go to church without cleaning up. I mean come on, who wants to smell fresh spunk at church.

Your kids are going to do it anyways and who do you want them talking to about sex? Crazy Freddie from gym class or you? Crazy Freddie can hook them up with some sweet stuff but you can help them grow up with a healthy attitude towards sex.

Some people masturbate to images or movies. Other’s like alittle action with another person and masturbate in groups or on chat lines.Some people have active imaginations and just go at it because of theirthoughts.

If you’ve never masturbated and you want to try then move toa private room sit back and relax. Touch yourself and see what you come upwith. I guarantee it will be a good time.

Masturbation has been around since the dawn of time so I’veincluded a great scene from the movie Il Compleanno and listed of a few songs that highlight the glories of masturbation,ending with my favorite Longview by Green Day. So go bite your lip and closeyour eyes and slip on into paradise.

13. Darling Nikki by Prince

12. Icicle by Tori Amos

11. Coin Operated Boy by The Dresden Dolls

10. Orgasm Addict by the Buzzcocks

9. Dancing With Myself by Billy Idol

8. The Keys to Her Ferrari by Thomas Dolby

7. Turning Japanese by The Vapors

6. All Revved up With No Place to Go by Meat Loaf

5. Epic by Faith No More

4. She Bop by Cindi Lauper

3. I Touch Myself by DiVinyls

2. Blisters in the Sun by The Violent Femmes

1. Longview by Green Day

Six Sentence Sunday it's Super Secret Shhh

2011-12-11T07:32:00.001-06:00

Zane Wilson inchedforwards, barely able to move. Heat from the fire was baking his brain throughhis helmet. They were going to call him back any second. The swirl of the fireand the intense heat meant only one thing—this building was about to collapse. Thestairs were engulfed in flames, blocking access to the upper floors. This hadto have been deliberately set.

Zane's Inferno a part of His Hero Anthology - Available Janyary 16th

Flash Fiction Friday :Em Woods

2011-12-09T03:00:00.000-06:00

Welcome to another Flash Fiction Friday. I hope you enjoy my take on this photo. And please welcome Em Woods who I've taken liberties with and placed her in the center of the action.

Em Woods had signed up for the photo shoot because sheneeded the money but what she really wanted was to be back home with her guys.She couldn’t get enough of Ben Morillo or Jack Marr. They’d come into her lifeand taken over everything.

She did another ridiculous pose for the photographer, allthe while thinking of Ben and Jack getting it on without her. They weremischievous men who got into trouble way too often.

Em vowed to spend more time with the pair next week. Getting down and dirty with the pair couldn't come soon enough.

You can find Em Woods here and find her books here. She was such a good sport and had no idea what I would write about her. I hope you enjoyed this weeks FFF and enjoy Em's books. For more FFF go here.

Blurb for Jack's Way

When a down-on-his-luck architect meets a closeted cowboy with a cranky horse, can they find common ground or will ghosts from the past destroy their future?

Ben Morillo, a prominent architect, has a good life. He works for one of the leading firms in New Hampshire, owns his flat and stays out of the lime light. That is until his ex-lover shows up at his work months after their violent break-up, making a scene that gets Ben fired.

Jack Marr, ranch owner and closeted cowboy, can’t believe his bad luck when he has to pick up the handsome friend of his veterinarian. Convinced Ben won’t stick around, Jack struggles to protect his heart before the attraction between them leaves him broken.

When Ben’s old boss tracks him down, he’s called back to New Hampshire to complete the job he was working on when the firm let him go. While Ben is determined to make Colorado his home, Jack is just as determined to consider Ben gone.

Ben and Jack must feel their way through an amused veterinarian, a cranky horse and too many misunderstandings, but in the end, will Ben be able prove that Jack’s way is the only way for him?

You can find Em Wood's books on Amazon.

How Sexy is Your Sex?

2011-12-07T19:27:00.001-06:00

There seems to be some misperception and misunderstandings aboutsex. I’m not talking about how men think they should get a try before they buyand women don’t want to give it up before marriage. I’m talking about girls whoput out before the “I do’s” then they don’t.

I’ve been married for over twenty years to the same man.Yes, the same man and I have been having sex for two decades without bringinganyone else in or seeking loving outside just the two of us. So I can’t saythat if I found myself suddenly single I wouldn’t sleep with a guy before westarted getting serious. I’ve grown accustomed to having sex a couple of timesa week and I’m not sure I could go without. Anyways, my point being that ifyou’re going to have sex a certain way before the marriage then after themarriage you should perform the same way.

That doesn’t mean that if the sex before marriage is boringyou have to stay boring after marriage. After marriage you can get freaky withyour partner. Go wild, buy toys or tie each other up. See how long you can playwith the other person before they reach orgasm. Stretch it out on those nightsthat you have time so you and your honey are totally exhausted. One thing youshould never do is tone it down after marriage. If you had supper sexy sexbefore you walked down the aisle then after you walk the sex should be even sexier.

Acting one way before the “I do” and another way after the“I do” is false advertising. This goes for both men and women. If the men aresuper nice and loving before the wedding then turn into jerks that’s not right.They have no right to demand anything from their wife. Likewise, if the woman playsfun sex games before the marriage and after the marriage won’t let the crown ofher husband’s penis pass her lips then shame on her.

Catching a husband or a wife isn’t a game, it’s real life.Your future spouse deserves to know the truth about what you will and won’t doand how you will and won’t act. Fixing the problem is going to take more thanone blog post, it’s going to take people actually caring about other people intheir lives.

One of the basic misperceptions is that sex with anotherperson is about you getting off. It’s not. You can get off by yourself. Thereis nothing wrong with masturbation. It’s easier for everyone and can be doneanytime just not anywhere though. Masturbation is easier on your checkbook, nodates required. It’s easier on your health, no chance of getting a STD andeasier on your emotional state, especially if you accidently hook up with apsycho.

Sex with another person is about showing the other personhow much you care. Sadly most people miss that point and it’s the mostimportant point dealing with sex. Having intercourse with another is about youmaking sure they feel cared for. They may or may not reach orgasm but did youcare for them. For me to have sex with someone I would have to care for themfirst. Too many people don’t get what sex is about. They mistakenly think it’sall about them but life is rarely about you and in relationships it is neverabout you.

Why I stopped reading

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I no longer read romance books with men and women in them.It’s not that I’m not heterosexual but I can’t stand reading the M/F storiesthat are out there now because I don’t identify with the women in these books. I’mnot being too picky and I’m not bashing women, I think women get bashed enoughas it is and I think most authors of M/F books aren’t helping. There are someauthors who write M/F that I will read everything they put out. Every JanetEvanovich book that comes out with Stephanie Plum as the main character I’llread but I probably won’t pick up another M/F romance book again for a longtime.

M/F romance books seem to have this unfortunate habit ofmaking the female stupid or a total bitch. And I don’t just mean a littlestupid I mean a lot stupid. The woman does totally idiotic actions with stupidreasons backing them up. They are up one second then down the next, it’s likethey all need a dose of Prozac to even them out.

Of the M/F book’s I’ve read recently the female’s emotionsare so whiplashy that it makes me sick to follow what they are doing. I can’tbelieve that women are writing these books. Do they really think women are thatstupid? It pisses me off that the women in these books are written to act likeidiots. They freak out, have sex with anyone, sabotage their lives andotherwise act like total buffoons all for weak reasons and threadbare excuses.Their motivation is thin and it totally ruins the book for me.

M/F books have gotten so cliché that it’s like the blondegirl who runs upstairs in a horror movie only to be cut in two by the scarykiller. Why are women authors sinking so low that they are creating characterswho are too stupid to live or too bitchy to survive.

Unfortunately some M/F romance authors are beginning towrite M/M books that have characters that are nothing more than chicks withdicks. The men act like women instead of men.

I know there are all types of people out there. I’m femaleand I don’t necessarily act like other women. I hate shopping, I approachsubjects logically, and I’m much better with money and directions than myhusband. I know some women couldn’t find their way out of a paper bag with amap in hand but there are plenty of men who suck at directions too. Men andwomen have issues with balancing their checkbook and men and women have issueswith depression, that’s not what I’m talking about. I’m talking about menwritten into stories that are so feminine that they have thoughts women haveand do actions women would do.

Most M/M books are great. I love GA Hauser stories and LauraHarner writes awesome books about men too. Both Laura and GA are women. They doa great job of writing men into their stories with solid motivation. I alsolove the total male feel of Damon Suede’s books. Hot Head was so full of masculinecharacters and it was awesome. The men in GA’s, Laura’s and Damon’s storiesdon’t always make the best choices but their motivation is true. These authorsdon’t make their characters into caricatures.

Most M/F books the motivation is so weak it’s pathetic Ican’t stand reading them anymore. I hope that more authors start writing believablestrong women who aren’t so stupid that they make you want to throw up or sobitchy that you hope they die before page five.

If you are reading this and you write M/F then take a goodlook at your characters and see if they need a does of Prozac. Characters don’tneed to be caricatures. It’s fiction, not a soap opera. If you write M/M booksthen don’t write a chick with a dick. Men act different than women. When youwrite male characters make sure they are actually male characters not a femalecharacter with a penis.

Six Sentence Sunday - Surprise Sleep Over - Second post

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“Oh God, I didn’t mean to run into you.” The man stepped back, grasping Nick’s upper arms in his hands.

For a moment Nick fought the stranger’s grip. Fear shot around his thoughts before he realised the man holding him was James from accounting.

“I didn’t know anyone was still here.” His heart still hammered in his chest and his breathing was erratic, but he wasn’t sure if it was from the fright or the fact that James was touching him.

Story Orgy Breaks in And Takes Over

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Havan)*jimmies lock and opens door to the talented Sara York's blog* All right…we'rehere! *looks behind me at my reluctant Story Orgy family: The Goddess EmWoods…her muse JR Boyd…my muse Lee Brazil…the brilliant Hank Edwards (I'm his#1 Hankie!!!)…and my beautiful yin Jade Baiser*

Lee) *peersaround* Are you sure about this?

JR) *snugglesinto my muse's side, pointing and whispering* Ohh! Look, Em. The carpet isgorgeous!

Em) *looksover shoulder* Yep, looks great. Can we hurry up? I don't want to get busted.That would ruin my "white as snow" innocence. *blinks*

Havan) Oh comeon, I wouldn't lie to you, Sara said we could play on her blog today! *grabsLee's hand and pulls him behind me while motioning for the others to follow*Wow! Her blog is so big and pretty like! And look—plenty of chairs andloveseats to go around! So…what do you guys want to do now? *starts thecoffee pot and pulls out the bag of cookies I snagged from Lee's kitchen*What?!? Didn't I ask for these…ooops. *giggles*

Lee) Oh, byall means, my cookies are your cookies!

Havan) *hugsmy muse and sighs happily*

JR) *licksLee's cookie* So, does that mean this one's mine?

Lee) *blushes* ummm...

Em) All yours,my muse. *smh*

Havan) *hipbumps Lee and winks at JR* Alrighty then…you know, I was asked the other day toexplain the Story Orgy to a friend…they had seen our 5 part interview on: Our Group…Writing…Sex…Favorite Things…and Christmas. Plus they had seen our Facebook page…but they were still wondering exactly what we were andhow we got to be where we are.

Lee) Iremember reading Em's post on FB- a beautiful little story about a painting anda first snowfall. I knew I wanted to try it right away. So I askedher if she wanted company, and she said sure, that made prompt writing evenmore fun!

Jade) Iremember it perfectly. I received a message from Em, who I didn't know thatmuch at that time, asking me if wanted to help the group by finding pics toillustrate their stories. I was flattered and agreed right away!

JR) I don'tthink I ever felt as honored as I did the day I joined Story Orgy. I'll neverforget it. Lee gave me a chance by presenting the idea to Story Orgy before Ieven knew about it. That day changed my life. I gained another loving family.

Havan) I forone was just trying to be like my muse…I'm a follower you know *giggles*…I sawLee having fun working it with Em and I just had to try it myself—this wastechnically before we became the Story Orgy. But after my first posting with Emand Lee I was hooked.

Hank) Em metme on Facebook and invited me to join the group, and I fit right in. My dash ofsass (or two) and my back catalog of sizzling fiction, plus I really loved tohave the chance to post on a weekly basis. I've written two or three novellasout of it, all posted in chapters on my blog, everything from ghost stories, tomobster muscle in love, to sea monsters. While it's a challenge because there'sno chance to go back and edit to make the beginning of the story, startedweeks, or even months, ago, match the ending, it's pretty exciting!

Havan) *leansover, sticks finger to Hank's arm and pulls back quickly…shaking finger* dudeyou really do sizzle! *bounces on loveseat*

JR) *holds mymuse's hand* Em, you are indeed an angel. Yep. An angel indeed.

Em) Oh wow. Really,it was easy to agree to writing with you guys. You are all so talented...it wasa no-brainer for me. And I couldn't be happier that we've made our writinggroup succeed!

Havan) Sothere—in a nutshell the Story Orgy is a group of six individuals who alone aretalented and terrific...but put us all together and we can move mountains andcause a little trouble ... um ... okay maybe a lot of trouble - but only thegood kind! *giggles* We write every Monday on our blogs using all differenttypes of prompts - whether they are picture, dialogue, three words or justsentence prompts. The SO is more than just a group of talented authors tocoattail with…it is a family with whom to grow and thrive with. *blushes*Sorry, I tend to get a tad bit mushy every now and then. hehe

You know—strolling down memory lane with you all is afave pastime of mine! So…let's talk about Word Play! This is the SO's firstever publication with Breathless Press. We were gifted with a terrific editorand the whole process was just smooth as honey being drizzled over the yummiestbody parts imaginable! *winks*

JR Boyd

Off the Beaten Path

Best friends, Mitch Sterling and Colby Merritt have spenttheir whole lives together in a small town in the Hill Country of Texas. Attwenty-four, the two entrepreneurs run a small landscaping company. Mitch worksout in the field, leading the landscaping crews and getting his handsdirty. Colby uses his college education to handle the business aspect of thecompany from their office.

Outside work, the two can always be found together. ASaturday morning drive leads them to a dirt road that neither has evertraveled. With the help of a few beers, the hot Texas sun, and a secludedcountry pond, Mitch and Colby find themselves exploring new territory Off theBeaten Path.

Lee Brazil

The Park at Sunrise

First they were three, now there are two.

Can Jason and Morgan make a relationship work withoutPaul?

For years the three of them had been inseparable, firstas friends, then lovers. It's been ten years since they parted for what wassupposed to be a year apart to pursue their dreams. This isn'tthe reunion they planned then. It's nine years too late for onething, and they are one man short for another.

In the years since Paul's death, Morgan hasn't exactlybeen waiting for Jason to reach out to him. He's beentoo busy trying to forget, to move on. Until Jason sends the rightmessage. Is the painting just an excuse to see his ex again?

Hank Edwards

Wicked Reflection

Kirk Stanford’s realtor never mentioned certain featuresof his new home during the walk through, such as mysterious rooms and brutalsecrets. All Kirk knows is he has a lot of unpacking to do and a handsome, badboy neighbor seems to have taken an interest in him.

But then the warnings begin to appear, written in steamon the bathroom mirror. At first, Kirk dismisses the messages, but when aprowler attempts to break into his house, and a handsome private detectiveshows up asking questions, Kirk realizes how much danger he is in. He’sinvested too much money in his new house to just walk away, so his only choicenow is to figure out for himself who the prowler is and what he still wants outof his house.

Havan Fellows

Harlan's Ryde

Ryder Halloway made a life changing decision about hisrelationship with Harlan when he was young and stupid. Thanks to one rashmoment, he lost it all. He lost the only man he would ever love, hisdrive to even try to finish college and his zest for life.

Seven years later finds him in front of Harlan's housepreparing to take back what he lost with a vengeance. He'sprepared to use all the tricks in his arsenal to plow through every wall,protest and excuse Harlan might come up with.

Of course, he never expected Harlan to put him in thehospital …

Harlan Mychels had his heart broken in college by thepopular Ryder. He learned his lesson about love and since then hasn'tallowed anyone even remotely close to his heart. Then one morning heturns and sees the one person able to tear his walls down and destroy what isleft of it.

He uses every defensive tactic in his possession to keepRyder at arm's length, but Ryder is persistent. Harlan's not sure ifhe can stay safe from heartache … and he starts wondering what the real heartacheis – letting Ryder in again … or letting him go for good.

Em Woods

Harper's Discovery

When Harper Evans discovers his boyfriend in yet anotherbar with yet another Joe, he makes the final break and kicks him out. Morerelieved than heart-broke, Harper turns his attention to the letter burning ahole in his pocket that could mean a fresh start across the country.

Pitt Mullen has been looking for just such an opportunityand pounces on it - and Harper - when it shows up. But not everything is as itappears. When Pitt gets a late night call and rushes to another, will Harperunderstand or cut his ties before he listens to the truth?

Purchase Story Orgy - Word Play here.

Flash Fiction Friday - View Through The Lock

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Yum, it's more Flash Fiction and today we're flashing big time. For more Flashing fun visit my friends. Hope you enjoy!

For fifteen years that picture hung on the back wall the diner. Lucyhad never even given it a second glance until Mike said the woman looked likeher. Lucy stood near the back booth studying the picture. She could barelymake out the woman's face. It might be her mom, Anna, but who was the guy?

She couldn't ask her mom now. The funeral had been yesterday. Whyhadn't she ever looked at this before?

Lucy took the picture off the wall and turned it over. The inscription said 'Anna and James.' Oh crap, her long lost father too.

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Getting pissed on

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We took our dogs, Jackie and Bandit, to the dog park lastweekend. Our house is up for sale so we are doing the open house thing. Badpart, the dogs can’t stay at home while we go out to play during the openhouse. Good part, our city opened a new dog park only a few miles from ourhouse.

Jackie, the wonder puggle

Our dogs were beside themselves with excitement. They had somuch fun playing with the other dogs on the first day. They ran so much out girl dog’s feet weresore. They made fast friends and were good with all of the dogs at the dog park on the first day. Then we went back onSunday. This time our little pug, Bandit, couldn’t behave.

It’s not like he attacked another dog or bit anyone. No, hedid something much more devious and disturbing. He peed on another dog. I haven’tlaughed so hard in a long time. I lost my breath and was crying as I tried torecover from seeing my sweet boy dog pee on a fluff ball. I couldn't even apologize for the incident because I was laughing so much.

Bandit, the crazy pug who pisses on other dogs.

The owner of the fluff ball handled it rather well. She just said, “Well, okay.” That was all. Nothing else. She didn’t lash out at my dog or demand to know who owned the stupid pug that lifted his leg on her dog.

I’m sure she was mad, but what can you do when an animallike my Bandit pisses on your dog? So it got me to thinking. Are you wastingyour energy fighting with people who are pissing on you? Do you get angry andfight back when some idiot makes a mess of your life?

Some people you can talk to and get them to understand thattheir actions are totally unacceptable. Your energies aren’t wasted on them butother people just don’t get it. They will piss all over you and have no clue whyyou’re angry with them. You can spend all of your emotional energy trying to “fix”them and nothing is accomplished. It ruins your sleep, your attitude and yourrelationships all because you are so mad that this one person doesn’t get whyyou are angry.

The woman could have kicked my dog, yelled at me and threw afit but Bandit would never understand why she was angry. He’s not the brightestdog in the world but he's super sweet and almost never pisses on other dogs, except when he does. He goes pee when he needs to and if a dog is standing in hisway then so be it, but yelling at him won’t help.

Don’t get angry and lose your cool at stupid people. Theywill never understand why you are yelling. You can try to help them bycorrecting them kindly but once you see they don’t get it just let it go. Itwill do your heart and your peace of mind some good.