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Rent by Luke Jameson

Happy Friday, book lovers!

Today, I’m thrilled to share this hot new release for you from my Twitter-buddy, Luke Jameson!

Read on for the cover and blurb — and then click on a buy link to get your copy!


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Rent’s due, and Joe’s bank balance hovers perilously close to zero.

Desperate for cash, Joe hustles until he finds not just one man to satisfy, but a room full of hungry, powerful men in our nation’s capital. These men make laws that govern us all, and hide their true desires from everyone – except Joe.

Determined to extract every dollar he can from the corrupt elite, he dances his way into their fantasies, putting on a show that leaves them begging for release.

Joe and a fellow dancer put on a sizzling performance no one in the voyeuristic audience will ever forget. One night on stage doing what we all do in private guarantees he’ll never have problems making rent again.

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Autumn Fire is back on the e-bookshelf!

My first novel, Autumn Fire, is getting a snazzy new re-release today over at Deep Desires Press! (For those new to the party, Deep Desires Press is my publishing company for erotica and erotic romance.)

Most authors have that first novel that they really wish hadn’t seen the light of day. Not me. I love my first novel.

When I sat down to revise it (and it needed an overhaul), I fell in love with the characters and the story all over again.

Come along for the ride — I know you’ll love it!

Click here to find out more.

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That’s So Gay: Super Bundle by Keith Anslyn

Looking for some hot gay erotica? Keith Anslyn’s got you covered!

And it’s on a Kindle Countdown deal right now!

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This super bundle of erotic straight to gay fiction includes 10 stories that will be sure to keep the reader happy. Featuring first times, homoerotic experimentation, medical, military, bdsm, top/bottom fetishes, and more. This 25,000 word collection includes the following stories:

  • The Doctor
  • The King
  • The Queen
  • The Assassin
  • The Model
  • Practicing With My Roommate
  • Top to Bottom Service
  • A Shave and a Haircut
  • The Soldier’s Love
  • Seduced…by Another Man

(Looking for a description of what each story is about? You can find that here on the Amazon page!)

About Keith Anslyn

SbxVRAiF_400x400Keith Anslyn is a part time lawyer and full time writer of erotic gay literature. He grew up in Colorado and now lives on the banks of the Haw river in North Carolina with a cat who fancies himself an otter. He enjoys reading, writing, kayaking, and men and women who don’t give hoot about labeling their sexuality.

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Interview with Spencer Barnes, author of Drink, Dance, HUMP!

 

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Greetings book lovers! Today I’m thrilled to have Spencer Barnes with me, author of Drink, Dance, HUMP!

I read this book and knew I had to have him here on the blog for a chat — read on for our interview and then don’t miss the blurb and buy links at the bottom! This book is a sexy and fun-filled read!

Let’s start with a basic question — tell us about Drink, Dance, HUMP.

Drink, Dance, HUMP is a coming out story that paints the gay party scene and all aspects of our crazy gay lives.  Where a conservative gay boy, who had never met a gay before, slowly goes through the coming out process, then ramps up to the full roller coaster ride of meeting boys, making friends, and partying like no frat boy or private school kid could even imagine.  From waking up under a pile of men, having hot tub orgies and getting bjs behind a dumpster kinda ride. It’s like 50 shades of GAY meets Chelsea Handler’s Are you there Vodka, it’s me Chelsea with a touch of Eat Pray Love.

That sounds like a pretty accurate description! Now, this book is memoir, right? Are all the stories true?

It is amazing I’m still alive.  Yes, it’s all true.

This book is FULL of sex… but what do you consider your wildest sexual adventure?

I’ve had so many!  The wildest was probably having an orgy with 5 Greek guys in Athens that I met at a bar with my friend Pete.  It’s in there so you have to read through to find it.  My friend Pete walks into the hotel room at 5am and kicks them all out but I had already humped them all at that point.

Wow… Five guys?

*Clears throat*

Um… even though I write erotica, I’m actually quite shy in real life. If you could give me one tip to pick up guys, what would it be?

You need to be in tune with gay energy.  Watch where boys look, how they position their feet towards you or away, and how long they will hold a glaze.  Gay guys like to chase so you have to let them chase you and then right at the perfect moment on the dance floor or in a bathroom stall you go make your move when you know they are into you.  All of their work in chasing will have paid off but you were actually luring him in like a sailor to the singing Sirens of greek mythology!  To the victor goes the bubble bum.

*Takes notes*

Back to the book — what are you hoping readers will get out of Drink, Dance, HUMP? What’s the message you want them to walk away with?

My story is a universal story of learning what makes you happy.  Only when you let go of social prejudice and what other people think can you truly be you.  Only when you let yourself be young, lustful, and self-indulgent will you every truly self actualize and find yourself.  Gay hedonism is something to run to when you are blessed by being gay than to run from.  I’m extremely grateful that I grew up in a family and city that allows me to be who I am and even allows me prosper.   I’m a lucky kid.

That sounds great! Thank you so much for coming by the blog today, Spencer!

Readers, keep scrolling for the cover, blurb, and buy links! You’ll love this book — I know it!

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Spencer’s life is perfect…almost. He’s got a spiffy job and a tip-top wardrobe, a solid group of friends and a packed social calendar. But Spencer’s got a secret: he’s gay. When he finally spills it to his friends & family, a whole new life floods in hard and fast. There are clubs to hit, men to do, and fun to be had.

Drink, Dance, HUMP! is the story of one young man’s journey of self-discovery from being a closeted, suburban kid to a man on the gay party scene in Toronto and around the globe. Spencer dives deep into the raunchy, turbulent world of disco balls and strobe lights, stiff drinks, drugs, and hook-ups with a hot guy or four. Hearts get broken, demons are confronted and Spencer grows up, trying to figure out exactly where he fits in the hedonistic rush of it all.

Step into the adventure of one gay boy as he drinks, dances, humps, and discovers that his hedonistic ways aren’t just something to embrace, but the very road to self-knowledge and self-acclamation.

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About Spencer Barnes

“In every man there is an eye of the soul which is more precious than ten thousand bodily eyes.”   Plato

This is Spencer’s first memoir / erotica book.  He currently lives in NYC and is still finding and refinding himself by drinking, dancing and HUMPING his way through life.  He believes Plato was super gay firstly because he looked like a Williamsburg gay with that beard and secondly because he knew that it is pointless to pursue anything else when you don’t allow yourself to “know thyself”.

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Neighbours Secret by BJ Smyth

Greetings book lovers! Today BJ Smyth pops by to share his hot book, Neighbours Secret! Read on for the blurb, cover, and excerpt!


Blurb:

Everyone has Secrets, If Angela knew her Husbands it would rip her world apart.

My name is George I have lived next door to Andrew and his wife Maria for just over five years now. During that time, we have all become good friends, me and my wife Angela often spending time and having meals together with them at weekends. Sharing lots of wine and conversation as we sit in the garden late into the evening.
I always remember the day they moved in I walked into Andrew as he was unloading boxes from a van. I had a strange feeling then, like when you get shivers down your spine. Over the years, we have spent a lot of time together so; I feel really close to him, you could say he is my best friend.
Anyway, this is about one evening a year ago, that changed our friendship forever.

Neighbours Secret the story of two straight neighbours Andrew and George.
They have been friends for several years then one drunken night changes everything!

They were both happily married but now they have begun a secret affair, if their wives find out it would rip their lives apart but something makes them keep going back for more.

How long can they keep the secret?
What will their wives do if they find out?
How many risks will they take to satisfy their desires?

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Excerpt:

Grabbing the coffee, I sit at the kitchen table and my mind starts to wander again. I’m trying to think when this fascination with Andrew began, probably around the same time he started calling me gorgeous at one of our late-night garden parties.

Andrew is a handsome man about the same height as me around 5ft 10inches, his hair is greyer than mine he is a stocky guy. I know he has a very hairy chest as I have seen him in his garden before without a shirt on, just his shorts. I have also noted from the bulge in his shorts, he is either well-endowed or has nice large balls. I have never had the opportunity to see him fully naked, neither of us are gym guys and I cannot think of another reason to be in a place where I would get to see him without his clothes on.


About BJ Smyth:

BJ is a 50 year old Gay Bear, imagine Phil Mitchell ( EastEnders) I have lived in London UK for a majority of my life . Most of my stories are about older Bear type guys as I feel too many of the Gay stories out there are about young twinks, The stories are written from the many sexual experiences I have enjoyed during my years.

I do enjoy writing the erotica best as the stories turn me on and hopefully my readers aswell.

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Macho by Enrique Cruz

I follow Enrique Cruz on Facebook and so I was excited when he asked if he could share his new release here on my blog! Read on for the excerpt, cover, and blurb for Macho!


Blurb:

Macho, a May-December romance between two men, and how it’s never too late to grow. Jared is an insecure young man from an abusive home taking his first steps toward becoming a stronger man. Surviving an abusive family-life has given him strengths he knows nothing about, until they are revealed to him by the man he falls for. Creed is the muscular, insanely hot owner of Macho, a gym for hardcore fitness fanatics. Attracted to his latest client, he’s wary of the age difference between them, and a secret that could derail any hope for a relationship. Looks are easy to worship, it’s when you are forced to dig beneath the surface that true love becomes a permanent part of your soul. This is a stand-alone novella without cliffhangers and it comes complete with hot and steamy sexy times and a HEA. For mature audiences over 18. Trigger warning; this story addresses themes of emotional, physical, and sexual abuse.

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Excerpt:

Jared’s arms on my shoulders felt so good, so soothing, but I knew I had to make him stop. There is no way I could let this go any further, not without hurting him. I turned my head to face him, but before I could say anything Jared reached out his hand and grabbed the side of my neck, with a sureness that only youth, or those who have nothing to lose possess.

His lips pressed into mine, with an aggression and urgency that left me with no other option than to kiss him back. My body reacted instinctively, my mouth opening to his. The syrupy coffee flavor mingled with his natural taste was like a nectar, or a potion aimed at seduction. His tongue, lips and teeth owned mine with a possessiveness that made my head spin with carnal pleasure.

I need to stop this, it isn’t right.

He pulled me in closer, closing my brain down with his soft hands now on my face. He was kneeling in front of me, his lips never leaving mine, exploring my mouth with the earnestness of a first time lover. I was caught in a spell he was weaving, and I’d do anything this sorcerer wanted. I placed my hands on his shoulders and pulled him with me as I stood up, our lips still in place. He grasped the front of my tank top, holding onto it to steady his legs that I could feel shaking against mine.

Our kiss became harder, frantic, and his body pressed against mine so close, I could feel the steel rod in my shorts throbbing against his, and I moaned aloud, with no thought of the neighbors, or anyone else who could see or hear us. Jared whimpered against me, his hands running up and down my back faster and faster as he nibbled my lips.

Stop Creed, before it’s too late.

Rational thought finally returned, and while my body resisted, I forced my hands to push him back before we did anything we’d regret. He held on for the first couple of seconds, then he finally stepped back, groaning his displeasure.

“Why did you push me away?” He asked, breathless. He placed his hands on my chest, which I grasped and held in mine. I stared into his eyes, and all I could think about was that kiss. His body pressed against mine, my cock rock hard because of him, Jared, beautiful, handsome Jared. I shook my head and sat down again. Jared took the other chair and crossed his arms over his chest, a defensive body position I hated to see, preferring him open to me.

We sat there staring at each other; Jared wanting to know why I pushed him away, and me, I needed to explain it in a way that didn’t seem like I was rejecting him.

“Look, as much as I find you attractive, and I do find you incredibly attractive, I have some issues of my own I have to think about, things that would affect you as much as me.” The truth, just the simplest version, details too hard to give up just yet, because, I just can’t.

Jared looked down, his hair falling into his eyes, a habit I knew from prior experience meant he was shutting himself off, hiding from me. How can I explain something so painful, so personal, even if I do feel a connection?

“Jared, listen to what I have to say. I have issues of my own, and until I deal with them, well, I’m not really good for you or anyone else.”

“Why do you keep wanting to protect me?” He interrupted, flicking the lock of blonde hair behind his ear. “I don’t know if you’re aware of this, but I voted in the last election, and I’m registered for selective service. I’m an adult, and you’re treating me like a kid. I’m an honors student studying biology, I’m not stupid, so stop talking down to me.”

I flinched, not expecting this outburst, but after hearing his words I knew that I deserved it.

“Creed, you are the first man I’ve ever kissed, the first man I’ve done anything with. So yeah, I am inexperienced, but I’m not inexperienced in dealing with messed up situations, or knowing when someone is trying to weasel their way out of something.” Jared started pacing the deck, agitated, and I knew I’d made a huge mistake, that I’d underestimated him. Or maybe I’d just done what I always did when I found someone attractive-chase them off.

“I’m gonna get out of here, get out of your hair. Obviously you don’t want me around. And by the way, you think you’re not rejecting me, that you’ve somehow worked it out in your head that I’m not going to feel bad? You’re wrong. This feels like shit.” He opened the screen door that led into the house and closed it quietly behind him. I stared at the door, listening to his footsteps as he made his way through the small row house. I heard the front door slam behind him. Then I heard nothing.

Oh my god, I’ve totally fucked this up. Even if my methods were wrong, I can’t rub off on him, I can’t mistreat him. I can’t grow attached damn it, and I’m already in danger of doing just that. I was his first kiss? Years of pent up need lay behind that kiss. The passion I felt coming from him wasn’t just a horny young guy wanting to get his rocks off, no, it was far too intense for that. I knew there was more to his insistent lips and hands, because I felt it too.

I walked inside searching for him, knowing he wasn’t there, hoping I’d misheard the front door slamming shut behind him. I wanted to say something, anything to make this better. I just wish he understood that yes, he’s too young for me, a good 15 years younger, and the differences in life experiences were huge. Plus, if he only knew my potential for causing him pain, he’d run screaming in the other direction, as far away from me as he could.

I was better off alone.


About Enrique Cruz:

Enrique was born a poor…just kidding. Enrique comes from a family of readers and publishers. His grandmother was a librarian who took him to work with her whenever she could. His father started working in a printshop when he was 9 years old due to the premature death of his father. He moved up in the world of printing, and moved to publishing, working for a top publisher while Enrique was a kid. He’d bring home books from work for Enrique to read, sparking his love for telling stories. Enrique now loves literature of all types, but prefers telling stories with an emotional impact, and erotica and romance fit the bill quite nicely. you can find his website at https://enriquecruzsite.wordpress.com/

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On His Knees by Adira August

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Greetings book lovers! Today is launch day for Adira August’s new book, On His Knees! Read on for the blurb, cover, and excerpt!


Sometimes it’s the cop who needs to hit the floor…

As a homicide cop, every blood-soaked crime scene settled in my bones and snaked around my spine. There was only one way to exorcise the images from my soul …
Inside the club, I stopped to scan the room. He was here, Camden Snow. A Norse sex god in the guise of unpretentious youth. Only his ice-blue eyes gave evidence of the Dom who took whomever he wished, whatever way he wanted, with a look and a nod. Merciless.
Cam found me watching him and fixed me with his arctic gaze. This time, I didn’t walk away. He cocked an eyebrow. Well?
The last thing I needed was mercy.
I dropped to my knees.
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Excerpt:

I found him tonight, as always, already aware of me – waiting for me to find him. Surrounded by men and a few women. Gently smiling.

This time, I didn’t look away.  

Cam stopped smiling. His eyes narrowed and slid down my pecs and abs like a strong warm palm. I felt myself opening to him, right there, half-blocking the way of people coming in behind me. My body turning more fully toward him, my arms falling loosely, palms up.

His minions noticed his attention had lasered in on me. Cam’s chin came up, his head back, his gaze not challenging, but direct. You know my terms.

A frisson of fear spiked adrenaline through my body. My balls drew up, but my cock rolled over – I could still walk past him.  

We opened the door with a pry bar. Another bedroom. A single closet. A messy bed. Huge pictures on the wall, like rock band posters …

Cam relaxed into the curve of a horseshoe sofa, arms stretched along the back. Legs extended and crossed at the ankle. A relentless patience I was helpless to contend with.

… but these were pictures of screaming faces and ripped open bodies. He’d slept here; his victims’ torment brought him peace.

The club’s sounds subsided as those nearby became aware of the dynamic in play between Cam and myself. Anticipating. Hoping. Knowing he did what he wanted, where he wanted. In private or public. Merciless.

He tilted his head. Well?

The closet door squeaked as I pulled it open –

The last thing I needed was mercy.

I dropped to my knees.

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