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It’s Butt Week!

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I’m participating in Butt Week!

All week long, CB Archer is holding a rump-tastic party filled with great deals, free books, prizes, games, and more! Click on the graphic above or below to visit CB’s site and learn more!

And I’ve got two books on sale this week! Both Forbidden Desires: The Complete Series and Go-Go Boys of Club 21: The Complete Series are on sale on Amazon for only $0.99 each! (Click the Butt Week graphic above or below to find the links to these books and all the other amazing MM reads on sale this week!)

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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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NEW RELEASE: THE PRESIDENT AND THE RENTBOY

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The President And The Rentboy

Forbidden Desires
Co-written with Sandra Claire

 

Newly inaugurated as the President of the United States of America, Daniel Grant has a secret. Despite winning a surprise upset election, built on a campaign filled with raucous rallies and an oft-repeated promise to deport illegal immigrants, Daniel is unhappy. While the media loves to speculate about him and his trophy wife, Melanie, the truth is there is no love in their relationship — moreover, as time goes on, Daniel is coming to understand that he prefers men. Itching for some sexual release, a senator discreetly hands him a phone number for Ricky — a rentboy.

Each sexy encounter with this seductive younger man leaves Daniel panting for more. But while his private sex life amps up, so, too, does his public political life, including increasing pressures from his vice-president to deport all illegal immigrants and bring about religious freedom laws so business can discriminate against LGBT customers.

Daniel struggles to balance his personal and public lives, to somehow continue seeing Ricky, despite the intense media scrutiny of everything the president does. Forbidden love is never easy, but it becomes near impossible when Daniel learns that Ricky, the young man he loves and desires so much, is an illegal immigrant from Mexico.

The President And The Rentboy is a 20,000-word novella.

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Being His Bitch by Clay Anderson (Book Blitz)

Greetings book lovers! Today I have Clay Anderson as my guest, to help promote his new book, Being His Bitch! Read on for the blurb, cover, and excerpt! (I LOVE the cover!)


Blurb:

When a young gay virgin finally plucks up the courage to slip on his favorite panties and go cruising for a one night stand, he meets James – beautiful, tanned, toned and experienced, and ready to make sure his first time exceeds his wildest expectations.

A first time anal story with nipple play, facials and hardcore fucking, Clay Anderson’s Being His Bitch is a delicious adventure into the wonders of gay sex, which will have you desperate for more. Don’t miss it.

Purchase on: Amazon (US) | Amazon (UK)

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Excerpt:

James ran his hands along my arms to my shaven armpits, then gently traced his fingers to my pecs. He rocked his hips slowly, rubbing the underside of my panty covered cock with his ass as his fingers drew lazy circles around my pecs. I found myself breathing in ragged, sharp breaths as he drew closer and closer… until he squeezed both nipples at once. I cried out and arched my back, causing James to roll my nipples in his tight grip.

I writhed on the bed, moaning, until James paused and I felt my body relax – only for him to lean forward and dragged is tongue around my areola and nipple bud, causing waves of pleasure to crash over me. I was moaning now, almost wailing as James held my arms above my head and sucked and tongued my nipples, moving from one to the other in torturous rhythm and pausing only to blow on them, causing them to tighten ever further. I was nearly thrashing on the bed, my arms pinned over my head, my body bucking beneath him. I thought my cock was going to burst, that I would climax without being touched.

James relented, letting me cool down for just a moment.

“You’re ready, hm? You’re ready to pop right now. God, you’re a hot one,” James grinned.

He kissed one nipple and suckled it again, causing my hips to twitch, and then dragged his tongue lower. As his tongue headed to my abs, he slid his body torturously along my cock until he was resting on my calves.

As he slipped his fingers into my panties and pulled them down, I was completely at his mercy. My cock stood proudly aroused and erect, clearly throbbing and leaking precum. James smiled appreciatively as my lean, nude form was laid out for his enjoyment. He slid his hands around my pubic bone and inner thighs, before finally taking my shaft in hand. I moaned and gasped as his hands caressed my throbbing dick, gently rubbing my cock head.


About the Author:

Clay Anderson is an up-and-coming gay erotica author writing from the UK. A jack of all kinks, he likes to try his hand at everything going – his debut erotic short, Mark of the Wolf, was a paranormal romance, while his newest work, Being His Bitch, is a sizzling hot gay first time story without a werewolf in sight. You can follow Clay on Twitter and Instagram @AndersAssmaster for news on future books and deals, and more general hot gay goodness.

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Dubious Desire by Zane Menzy (Book Blitz)

Greetings, blog followers! Today we have Zane Menzy stopping by to share the hot cover and sexy excerpt from his new book, Dubious Desire!


Blurb:

Laid back Keegan Andrews loves his family and his friends but he hates conflict. So when his Mum and best mate, Liam, plan a big event for his eighteenth birthday against his wishes, he doesn’t argue.

Keegan warms to the idea when he discovers his girlfriend Tess is gifting him the best present ever. Sex! Finally, he will be able to “join the club” and leave his virgin status behind. Keegan secretly hopes this will cure him of a recently discovered side to himself. A side that wants nothing more than to see what the sexy jock Liam looks like underneath his clothes.

The night goes well ‘till his father’s best friend Damon arrives. The handsome womanizer ruins everything by robbing Keegan of his present.

As if that isn’t bad enough, Keegan finds out the next day he is going on a mini-getaway with Damon—alone. Biting his tongue and confused with feelings, Keegan begins to wonder how he can get even without it becoming a family dispute. Keegan decides maybe there is a way to get even… and join the club at the same time.

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Excerpt (Chapter Two):
Keegan sat in his bedroom, in front of his computer with his pants down around his ankles. The screen was lit up with sex, a porn video he had just been watching now on pause. The woman’s face had been frozen at the funniest time, her mouth opened wide in unflattering fashion, right in front of a fat, veiny cock that was spurting streaks of cum like bullets in her direction.
Keegan had been beating off most of the morning. He had just taken a break after blowing his second load. He wiped his hand clean of his spunk with a tissue he’d grabbed from a box of Kleenex beside him. He screwed up the soiled paper up, throwing it in a plastic bag at his feet, or as he liked to call it, “the cum dump.
He let his mind wander to his birthday that was only a few days away. It fell on a Saturday this year so if he fancied—after having a few drinks at home with his mates— he could go to town to go clubbing, finally able to see what all the fuss was about. Being born in December, he was the youngest of his school friends and as each month passed by during the year they would come to class raving about how much fun they were having in the bars. Keegan hadn’t been overly jealous but he was curious to know what all this fun was. However, school had wrapped up for the year a few weeks ago now, so he wasn’t going to have the chance to go to class and share any wacky tales of nights out.
Keegan knew he should be filling out hostel accommodation for university next year, but he kept putting it off, unsure if he really wanted to go anymore. His reason for what his mum called a strange change of heart was his biggest secret in the world, one he didn’t even know he had ‘till six months ago. He looked down at his sticky soft cock and imagined his secret sucking it clean.
His girlfriend of two years, Tess, certainly had no intention of doing it. They had been dating for two years and still she hadn’t put out. No fuck, no blow job. All they ever did on the rare occasion was frisky foreplay. Sticky fingers were the full extent of their love life. She would let him finger her pussy while she stroked his dick, giving him a hand job which always felt a bit too rough for his liking. They saw each other on weekends and Keegan had begun to view them not so much as a couple but each other’s reliable plus one to any parties they were invited to. Keegan had given up on Tess ever letting him fuck her. He just lived through porn and imagining fun times with his secret. He felt doomed to die a virgin and never actually join the club.
The Club was the term his best mate, Liam, had coined when he lost his virginity at fifteen. He crowed with pride how he had cycled fifteen kilometers to visit Sadie Wallace and fucked her for five hours. Liam did like to tell tall tales. Still, he wasn’t lying that he had sex—that part was true.
“I can’t wait for you boys to join the club too and see what it’s all about,” Liam had spouted.
Keegan, Skippy and Tony who made up Liam’s inner circle of friends, each sat listening, bitterly jealous. All of them dying to join the club. It wasn’t a surprise to any of them it was Liam who reached this milestone first. He was the best looking of the group and extremely popular. The other three all sort of rode his coat tails. If it were based on looks then Keegan assumed he would be next, although the late bloomer of the group thanks to puberty’s late arrival he was the next best looking. Thanks to his mother, he had inherited her attractive features. He had honey blonde hair that when left too long without a haircut grew caramel-colored curls which dropped across his forehead accentuating his soft, brown eyes. His slim, smooth body—although not decked out with abs like Liam—was naturally toned and all round he figured he was a pretty good catch.
But it wasn’t him who joined the club next. It was Skippy. The stupidly tall Australian lad had a pimply face and long, gangly limbs. He wasn’t exactly ugly but he wasn’t beautiful either. Still, his height led to rumors that he had a monster cock and one night at a party six months after Liam established the club, Skippy joined when Marie Thompson cornered him in the bathroom and demanded to know if the rumors were true.
This left Keegan and Tony left outside the invisible club doors, waiting to be let in. By now Keegan had started dating Tess so it seemed obvious it would be him. Little did he realize he was dating someone reluctant to let go of their virginal virtues and while he waited patiently the freckle faced, ginger haired Tony beat him to it. For his eighteenth birthday his older brother shouted him a trip to the whore parlor where he got to join the club with an overpriced ten minutes’ worth of loving. Tony had laughed about how pitiful his performance had been but it didn’t change the fact he still joined the club and now only one of the four remained on the outside. Keegan.
Keegan looked down at his drooping dick, he ran a finger up his smooth inner thighs and tugged gently on his hairy balls. He went to close the video down and look for some lesbian porn but before he could click away from the website his bedroom door burst wide open and in walked his secret.
“Oh, fuck, man. Not again,” Liam said loudly. He keeled over laughing at Keegan quickly pulling his pants back up.
“Well, maybe if you learned to knock you wouldn’t keep walking in on me when I’m… busy,” Keegan said, his neck beginning to redden. It was times like this he was grateful to be so naturally tanned.
“Is busy what the kids are calling it these days?” Liam grinned.
Keegan dismissed the comment and rolled his eyes.
Liam jumped in the air and landed on Keegan’s unmade bed, laying down on his stomach. “You been watching ‘Two Girls, One Cup’ again?” He cocked his eyebrows, giggling at Keegan who sat back down flustered.
“Eww, gross no. I can’t believe you even showed me that video.” Just thinking of it made Keegan want to vomit.
Liam laughed. “Yea, pretty feral, aye.” He ran a hand through his dark hair. Keegan loved how it was the perfect contrast to his mate’s pale skin and bright blue eyes. He was wearing a black singlet that showed off his broad shoulders. Keegan tried not to stare too much at his friend’s muscles. “Anyway I came to tell you there’s been a change of plans with your birthday,” Liam said. He looked around at Keegan’s dirty clothes strewn across the floor.
“What do you mean a change of plans?” Keegan frowned, not liking where this was heading.
Liam lifted his face, meeting Keegan’s stare. “Your mum told me about your lame plans to have a quiet night, so I have come to tell you me and her have made an executive decision and you’re going to be having a big piss up at your grandparent’s farm.”
Keegan shook his head. “But I don’t want a big party.”
“What you want and what you get are two different things, buddy.” Liam smiled, showing off his sexy teeth. “Keegan, you’re my best mate and you deserve… you need a proper celebration of your life on your day of days.”
Keegan laughed. “You just want an excuse to invite some chick you’re after.”
Liam nodded. “Five actually. Figure I’d cover my bases.” He gave Keegan a wink.
“Is it too late for me to tell you both to cancel it,” Keegan asked.
“Far too late, I’ve already text everyone.”
Keegan groaned. “Lucky me, a huge party I never wanted.” He threw his hands up in the air mockingly.
Liam climbed off his bed and walked over to where Keegan was sitting. “Move over, there’s something I want to show you,” he said, motioning for Keegan to get out from the chair. Keegan stood up to let Liam have his seat, before he could step away Liam grabbed his shoulder. “Stay still.” He stepped in towards Keegan, their face only inches apart. He opened his mouth and his breath rolled over Keegan’s face giving him chills. “I swear you have gotten taller again, we’re nearly the same height.”
Keegan nodded. “Almost.” Liam was just on six-feet and Keegan was now only an inch shorter. Our similar heights would make us perfect kissing partners, Keegan thought to himself.
Liam gently shoved him aside and sat down in front of the computer. His feet rustled the plastic bag. “Oh gross, Keegan.” He laughed and kicked the bag with his foot.
Keegan shrugged. “You make it sound like you never wank.”
“Of course I do. That is what I’m about to show you.”
Keegan felt wishful at the statement. “You’re about to show me you wanking?”
“You wish,” Liam replied.
I do actually.
Liam began typing in a new search bar. “I’m about to show you this new site I’ve been using. It’s got some seriously hot shit on it.” Keegan leaned over Liam’s shoulder to get a better look. “It’s called Crashing Hearts, I found it last week.”
“Sounds like a mills and boon site,” Keegan muttered.
“I know right, but trust me, it definitely isn’t!” Liam clicked into the website. A pink main page displayed with a content warning and an invitation to enter if you were over eighteen. “Well you aren’t allowed in here ‘till Saturday and become of age, but since I’m eighteen I guess we can go in,” Liam joked.
“What would I do if I didn’t have a real adult,” Keegan joked.
“Yep, you’d be lost without me,” Liam said, never taking his eyes off the screen. When he clicked enter the screen turned black and soon images of cages appeared, naked men and women trapped inside. In other images people were tied down, or strung from wooden beams, being whipped.
“This looks a bit fucking heavy for my liking,” Keegan said.
“Nar man, it’s hot as some of these videos. Like there’s a mix of professional and amateur vids uploaded on here.” Liam scrolled through a list of videos and clicked on one that featured a red headed women dressed head to toe in a PVC suit. The video soon uploaded and it didn’t take long to establish this women was a dominatrix, she had a male and female tied together who she walked around taunting with sex toys and threats.
“Are you into this sort of stuff?” Keegan asked, curious for an answer.
“I dunno, maybe?” He turned his head around, staring at Keegan and smiled. “But hey, who doesn’t have their kinks and secrets, right?”
You’re not wrong there.
Keegan nodded. He looked down and saw Liam adjusting himself. “Would you like me to leave you alone to sort yourself out,” Keegan teased.
Liam shrugged. “I wouldn’t care if you were here or not.” He stretched his arms out in and yawned.
Keegan felt his loins tingle at what was no doubt a comment Liam didn’t really mean.
Liam got to his feet. “Anyway I only dropped by quickly to tell you about your party. I’ve gotta head home and get ready for work. Mum wants me to go in to work and help out this afternoon.” Liam’s mum owned her own book store along the main street, she often relied on Liam to cover any sick staff on weekends. Something Keegan found hilarious, he doubted Liam had ever read a book that didn’t have pictures in it.
Keegan’s face dropped, his disappointment sprinkled the room at news of his secret departing. “Okay, well I guess I will see you on Saturday.”
Liam headed towards the door. “You’ll see me before then I’m sure. I’ll call you later after work and go through arrangements for your birthday.” He threw a hand up to wave goodbye without looking back.
Keegan went to his window and watch Liam walk out the drive. His secret who had given him the peculiar dilemma. What am I? Keegan no longer knew if he were straight, gay, bi, curious or just screwed up. He closed his eyes and took his mind back to how these inconvenient feelings had started.

About the Author:

Zane lives way, way down under in New Zealand. He is a fan of reading, movies, music, sport and nights out that usually lead to his head hanging in a bucket the next morning. Zane also enjoys writing sexy tales with hot characters who find themselves in unique situations.

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Prison Pleasures by Angelo Biggs (Book Blitz)

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Good morning book lovers! Today I’m excited to feature Prison Pleasures by Angelo Biggs! Read on for the blurb, cover, and sexy excerpt!


Blurb:

Matteo is a reformed criminal currently serving a long prison sentence. When twenty four year old Billy, a new arrival, starts asking him for commissary loans, Matteo realizes that the young guy is purposely trying to get in over his head. Although Billy has a tough demeanor, he lets Matteo know in his own cryptic way that he’s gay and eager to explore some ‘prison pleasures’. Before long, Matteo and his muscular Brazilian friend Luiz both find themselves heading towards sizzling encounters with the sexy young man.

‘Prison Pleasures’ is the first entry in ‘MM Inmate Desires’, a new series of gay erotica ebooks.

Purchase at: Amazon (US) | Amazon (UK)

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Excerpt:

Our eyes locked. I let my hands run down his chest, tugging at his shirt then smacking him lightly against his modest but firm pecs. “Strip.”

For the first time since we’d met, I saw a hint of fear melt into his smug expression as he removed his tank top. Then he pulled off his pants and socks, leaving his underwear on. I dropped my head and rolled my eyes at him. After a short hesitation, he squiggled out of his undies then stood up straight.

I reached out and cupped his package, grabbing it just tightly enough to drag him flush to my body. “Did you clean your hole like I told you?”

“Yes,” he said, the fear now fully outpacing his ability to front any coolness.

“Good.” I tightened my hand around his warm junk. “Now this is your last chance to say no. I’m going to back away from here. When that big Brazilian fucker comes in, he owns you until he’s good and done. You understand?”

Billy nodded.

“Let me hear you say it.”

“I want this.” The way he said it, I knew Billy was through playing games.

I stepped away from him.

Luiz gave me a cocky grin as he passed by. I grabbed his bicep and pulled him near. “You gotta work him open,” I whispered, then handed him a clean pair of socks with a tube of lube stuffed inside.


About the Author:

Angelo Biggs loves reading erotica so much he decided to start writing some of his own! MM Inmate Desires is his first series. The characters in all of his ebooks will evolve in interesting ways while also having epic erotic encounters! (Warning: You might need a shower after reading a Biggs book!) When he’s not in Miami, or traveling to sunny vacation spots, Angelo resides in San Francisco.

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Jonathan Asche – Author Interview

Good morning book-lovers!

Today we have erotic author Jonathan Asche here for an interview. Jonathan’s new book, Dyre, is now available on Amazon.

Please welcome Jonathan Asche!

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Tell us about your new novel, Dyre.

Dyre is the story of Gene Esley, the surviving partner of a successful Atlanta real estate developer. It’s while Gene is staying at his house in the mountains of Ardenville—a fictional stand-in for Asheville, North Carolina—that he meets Dyre. Dyre is the ultimate fantasy man, and the perfect diversion for a rich, middle-aged man who’s wrestling with feelings of loneliness and guilt. The sex is awesome, but things gradually become darker as Gene suspects Dyre may be motivated by more than lust or love. Soon he’s not only questioning his relationship with Dyre, the life he shared with Geoffrey, his late partner, and even his own sanity.

What was your inspiration for Dyre?

The 1969 movie Paranoia was probably the biggest inspiration. In that movie Carroll Baker plays this wealthy widow who’s seduced by a young drifter, played by Lou Castel. Later, the drifter’s sexy sister joins them, and soon the widow’s days are a blur of drugs, alcohol and fucking these scheming siblings. It’s one of my favorite movies and I wanted to put a gay spin on it.

Dyre is your third book – what have you learned or what has changed about your writing or how you approach it over those years?

moneyshots_lgI certainly put a lot more thought into the writing now. When I wrote my first novel, Mindjacker, I approached it as nothing more than a stroke book. That’s not to say I wasn’t concerned about character development or plot, but the story was largely designed to take the reader from one sexual scenario to the next. Then I was at the Saints & Sinners Literary Festival in New Orleans the following year, and I was scheduled to read from Mindjacker, sharing the stage with a more established writers like Dominic Santi. Though I didn’t embarrass myself too badly, I felt so undeserving to be in their company. After that I was determined to approach my writing more seriously, even if I was writing smut. My follow-up novel, Moneyshots, had a far more complex story and the writing was stronger, if I do say so myself. Both Moneyshots and Dyre follow the same rhythms of mainstream thrillers—backed by the steady percussion of explicit, man-on-man action, of course.

How has the business of writing and publishing erotic fiction changed over the years?

Erotic fiction has always been the bastard child of the literary world. Still, in the past someone wanting to write in that genre had a lot more venues in which to publish their work. There were even publishers that specialized in erotica, like Bad Boy Books. I published my first porn short story in 1993, in Torso magazine. For the remainder of the ̓90s and the early ̓oughts I sold stories to various gay skin magazines—Honcho, In Touch for Men, Mandate, Playguy. When I published my first book it got reviewed in one of those magazines and that helped immensely. An ad placed in Advocate Men helped, too.

Then those magazines started going away, so I focused on writing for erotic anthologies like Cleis Press’ Best Gay Erotica series. Writing for the anthologies always seemed a bit more highbrow, and getting accepted in one always made me feel a little more respectable, like I had arrived. Also, the expectations were higher so that really helped push me as a writer. Not that the skin mags would publish any ol’ thing I banged out, but those relied more on formula. That said, I missed the magazine money. Not that anyone writes gay porn to get rich, but to put it in perspective: I could get $150-$200 per story when I wrote for magazines; an erotic anthology usually pays $50-$75.

The options are a lot more limited today, especially if you want to get paid for your work. There are still gay anthologies to contribute to, but not as many as there once were, and publishers targeting the gay market only publish so many erotic titles a year. That leaves self-publishing, which has exploded over the past few years. Today a writer can sell his or her story directly to readers on Amazon, but good luck reaching readers. It’s easy to get lost in the vastness of the internet.

How has the readership changed?

I was surprised at how many women read gay erotica. I’m sure this isn’t a new phenomenon, but it’s an audience that’s a lot more visible now. It makes sense, I suppose, since guys are more likely to seek visual stimulation on the web. Women are more willing to use their imaginations.

mindjacker_lgBut the female audience can be a tough one. When Mindjacker was published in 2003, the initial response was from male readers and the response was largely positive. Over time, I noticed more women were posting reviews of the book online, and their reviews were more critical. More than a couple complained that Mindjacker had too many sex scenes. Too many sex scenes in an erotic novel—I couldn’t wrap my head around that one. Another female reviewer took issue with the main character’s power to possess men’s minds and will them to sexually gratify him, writing that what he was doing was tantamount to rape. While she wasn’t incorrect, I thought she was over-thinking it. I only wanted guys to jack off reading Mindjacker. I certainly wasn’t prepared for it to be reviewed from a feminist perspective.

I think Dyre should have a little broader appeal—at least among those who read gay erotica. There is a much stronger story, and not every chapter is an excuse for a sex scene. That said, while this book has fewer sex scenes than Mindjacker or Moneyshots, some of those sex scenes are a bit more extreme than those in my previous books.

What are the challenges (and rewards) of self-publishing?

The biggest challenge is promoting your work. Just putting your book on Amazon is no guarantee people will read it, so much of my spare time is spent trying to build an audience on social media and think up creative ways to attract potential readers. It’s been quite the learning experience.

Another challenge is all the prep work involved. I had to make things more difficult by creating my own imprint, J. Tom Books, and handling the details involved with that: forming an LLC, getting a business account, building a website. Then there was the matter of editing. I hired someone to edit, of course, but when he returned the edited manuscript I had to fuck with it some more. I was confident that my copy was pretty clean even if the story wasn’t, so I sent the manuscript off for printing. Well, when I got the initial proof copies back from the printer I gave one to my husband and asked him to skim through it for anything that was missed. He caught an error in the first sentence, which I had re-written since it had been professionally edited. The smart thing to do would have been to give the manuscript to my husband first, then turn it over to the pro. That’s the problem with the “smart thing”: it’s so obvious it’s easily overlooked.

But these challenges are also rewarding. When my books were being put out by a small publisher most of the work was falling on me, the author, anyway, so why not eliminate the middle man? I’m a graphic designer by trade, so I knew I could design an attractive cover, as well as format an interior that looked like something put out by an established publishing house. That’s the paperback, mind you. Formatting the digital edition was something else entirely. Nevertheless, I like being in control of the whole process, despite the extra work and my mistakes.

If you could expose one myth about erotic fiction authors, what would it be? And what’s the truth?

That writers of erotic fiction do so because they can’t write. In truth, a lot of mainstream authors have written “dirty” books: Harlan Ellison, Donald Westlake, Iris Owens and Lawrence Block, to name a few. And Anne Rice wrote a series of BDSM-themed books—The Claiming of Sleeping Beauty, Beauty’s Punishment, etcetera—under the pseudonym A. N. Roquelaure.

What’s been the most difficult aspect of writing (either in writing Dyre or in general)?

Finding time to do it!

What’s been the most rewarding experience from writing (either with regards to Dyre or in general)?

I love telling stories. Seeing a story develop from the first chapter to the last is always a thrill. A writer can be as surprised by what develops in writing a book as a reader is reading it. Dyre’s final chapters are nothing like what I initially planned when I was working on the early chapters.

What’s next for you? Another erotic novel? Something else?

While I’ve enjoyed writing erotica, I want to move on to more mainstream genres. I’m returning to the novel I had started writing before I got the idea to write and self-publish Dyre. It’s a serio-comic Southern soap opera that takes a lot of its inspiration from the Mississippi town where I lived when I was in high school. I plan to re-release Moneyshots under the J. Tom Books imprint in the interim.

Wow — lots going on in your writing world! I look forward to seeing how your writing career unfolds!

Thanks for stopping by and sharing about Dyre and about your writing career so far.

dyre_lgDyre is available in both ebook and print at Amazon.

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