Z. Allora's Blog, page 33

The Importance of Visibility

The Importance of VisibilitySometimes we ask ourselves "WHAT CAN I DO TO SUPPORT THE LGBTQIA COMMUNITY?"
(if you don't you should).

There are lots of ways and many seem overwhelming.

Here's two simple ways you can be supportive:

1) When you HEAR SOMETHING SAY SOMETHING... When something is said about the LGBTQIA community whether it's marriage equality, bathroom issues transpeople are facing, bullying, slurs or any of the hundreds of issues kicked around make your positive feelings known.

This allows others who feel this way (on the rainbow or not) to feel supported and not alone in their viewpoints and it may encourage people with negative viewpoints understand the other side of the argument.

Your positive opinion makes people on the rainbow feel safer and happier knowing that someone is standing up for the right things.


2) WEAR SOMETHING...  You don't have to get fancy (unless you want to)... just wearing a rainbow bracelet can catch someone's eye and make them feel less alone. I've had waiters sit down with me and have huge conversations that started after they acknowledged my bracelet.

Most recently I've been wearing a T-shirt with the cutest little bunnies on the planet on my T-shirt  (Catherine Dair doesn't even know I'm waxing poetic about her bunnies but they are a WONDERFUL & POWERFUL thing)
     

People respond to them.

I had one kid almost climb out of his mom's SUV to wave at me as he mouthed, "I love the bunnies."

I get horn honks, thumbs up and waves when I'm wearing Pip & Skip.

I get many smiles from people of all ages along with "great shirt" comments.

It's not all smiles I've gotten some frowns and glares. That's okay. I'm in the South I turned on the big smile (Bless their hearts silently) and say HELLO Beautiful day today, huh? Manners force them to respond and some even smile back.

We've all heard of person having issues with people who are transgender using the bathroom they feel comfortable with... I just ordered these buttons. ((A lovely mommy from my PFLAG group passed me the information this morning))

I'll Go With You Buttons

You don't have to do a lot to show support and make a difference. People need to HEAR & SEE positive voices. It's up to you.Hugs, Z.


Here's a link Catherine Dair's Bunny products :   Skip & Pip

Jake O'Neil Hijacks Interview

Greetings Pretties!You know I LOVE my characters... But Jake O'Neil hijacked my interview with Tempeste O'Riley... and for the love of Buddha he even hit on her.
Here's the interview:                                                               Jake Hijacks Interview

Truth or Dare

One year after Finally Fallen… 
((Copyrighted Dec 2014))
(((THIS IS NOT INTENDED FOR ANYONE UNDER 18 OR OFFENDED BY YAOI THEMES)))  
***** The Dark Angels is a hot rocker series. This is a little short takes place between The Dark Angels: Tied Together and The Dark Angels: Finally Fallen. Justin is still battling his demons. A happily ever after doesn't mean everything is peachy and fixed it means the characters are able to deal with whatever life throws them. ******Robin Strider: Keyboard playerJosh Strider: Bass playerDarius Stone (Dare): Guitar playerAngel Luv:  SingerDusty Davis: Drummer*****I apologize in advance. No official editor has kissed this short. *****
WARNING: if you don't like couples having sex in the same room please don't read it. When this band does it... it simply reinforces their closeness & clearly establishes the couples.


Justin lounged in the newly remodeled living room of The Dark Angels’ practice space. The band had created a state of the art recording studio on the other end of their converted warehouse last year. This year, Angel had convinced each member of The Dark Angels to remodel the three bedrooms to make them larger, and attached huge bathrooms to each of them. Dusty and Josh complained about the inconvenience of tripping over construction materials. But each of the couples had appreciated the new rooms since their return from the tour. Justin blushed when he remembered how much he and Dusty relished using the room with the huge Jacuzzi.“So, let’s get together next week when your schedule lightens up a bit,” Justin said into his cell phone. Ryan laughed. “Sure, if Skylar allows us to take a lunch.”Justin could imagine the expression accompanying Skylar disgruntled snort. “We have to do intakes for new business, redo the website that keeps crashing, and hold training.” Their new venture had really taken off. They filled a niche market, which exploded with opportunities.“Skylar’s just cranky. I think he needs more sex.” Ryan chortled.Justin wanted to come up with a retort, but with these two he wished they’d get together and have some sex.  Skylar’s growl told him that hadn’t happened yet. Skylar must have pulled the phone away from Ryan. “We should have some time next Thursday.”“Sounds like a plan. Text you guys later.” Justin ended the call just as The Dark Angels strolled out of their practice session and joined him.He’d already set out their usual Friday night celebration-of–the week-ending feast of pizza, beer, and several other finger foods Josh requested for Robin. The guys stumbled around, collapsing onto the pillows he’d put around the coffee table. The band was spending all their waking time at the studio, sorting through their unreleased material to pick for their new album. Ecstasy Sounds was nipping at their heels for more music. “How are the new songs coming along?” Angel spoke up, “Actually, we’re much further than any of us thought.”“Speak for yourself. I knew we were good.” Dusty blew into Justin’s ear, making him giggle.Josh nodded. “Yeah, we are. Ang, I know modifying our sound wasn’t easy, but it was the right thing to do.”“I think the new songs are awesome. I love them.” Geez, fanboy much? Dusty snuggled Justin close as if reinforcing his appreciative gush.“We’re all adjusting.” Josh glanced over at Robin.Robin grimaced. He shook his long hair back over his shoulder. It was almost black with only hints of his signature blue-green streaks. “They want me to sing more than backup.” Getting Robin to sing backup last year had been a major accomplishment, so the band trying to get him to sing without the safety of hiding behind Josh and Dusty’s voice was going to be a Herculean feat.“You have such a distinctive voice that adds depth,” Justin said, hoping he didn’t offend Angel.Robin pouted and pointedly tried to change the subject. “This spread looks great, Just.”Angel wasn’t letting the subject go just yet. “Only if you’re comfortable, Robin. But you know several of the songs suit your voice better than mine.”Darius stepped up to rescue Robin from his lover’s gentle pushing, which might have felt more like shoving to the shy keyboard player. He asked Justin, “Did Andrew decide if he could join us on the next tour?”Everyone began to dig into the pizzas. Justin had never been more confused by his brother’s actions in the last year. Then again, poor Andrew’s life had flipped upside down when his longtime boyfriend walked out.Andrew had severed all ties with Charlie. They had sold their condo to separate from each other completely. Andrew’s salon was doing well, but he just seemed off. “I don’t know. He needs to find someone he trusts to manage his business while he would be with us. But I hope so.”“Oh, me too,” Robin said with a dreamy look.Josh pinched him on the side of his ass. Robin jerked his butt out of range and stuck his plate into the target zone. Josh dropped a slice of pizza on top of the carrot sticks and celery. “What?” Robin rolled his eyes at Josh’s show of jealousy. “The guy gives good hair.” After taking a bite of pizza to appease Josh, he added, “Not as good as you, but he takes extra time with me. Especially when I’m nervous before a show. He relaxes me.”Justin raised an eyebrow at Robin. “Andrew said he’d never had a more appreciative customer or a better head of hair to work on than yours, Robin.”Robin gave a sound between a squeal and a giggle. Justin wasn’t sure if it was because of what he said or where Josh’s hands might be.Dusty grabbed another piece of pizza and swiped Justin’s beer to gulp half of it down.“What’s the deal with Zack and Andrew?” Josh asked. Everyone looked at him. “What? They just seem...I don’t know. Like magnets.”Dusty shook his head. “Zack was interested, but Andrew knew he was too young. He let him down nicely.”“Ha, a little too quickly and harshly in my book,” Justin added. What the hell was wrong with his brother? Justin was positive he had a thing for the kid. They’d agreed to not talk about the situation. Robin glanced around the group. “Anyone up for ’Truth or Dare’?”Josh asked, “Are you just trying to get out of eating?”“Tsk, no. I ate a bunch.” Robin patted his belly.Dusty grumbled, “What’s the point of playing with sixth graders?”Josh tilted his head at Robin, who glanced over at Angel and Darius. Then the entire band, in unison, turned to stare at him and Dusty. Butterflies the size of elephants were doing the jitterbug inside Justin. As uncomfortable as it was, he acknowledged the attention was hot as hell.Grinning, Josh asked Justin, “Truth or dare?”“Be nice!” Dusty barked out in Justin’s defense. It was really cute.Angel chuckled. “Yeah, I remember several games where someone wasn’t very nice.”Dusty enfolded Justin in his arms. Justin looked up at his lover. “I used to love this game. I’d like to play, unless you don’t want to.”Sighing, Dusty closed his beautiful green eyes for a moment. “Fine.”“Tell me if I get a dare you don’t like, ‘cause I’ll take a truth for you.” Justin hated taking truths; usually they were much harder than the dares. He grinned at Josh. “Bring it, Josh. Dare.”“I dare you to kiss each and every one of us,” Josh challenged. “Adult enough for you, Dust?”What? Him, kiss each member of The Dark Angels? That was the stuff of teenaged dreams. Fantasies pre-the best boyfriend in the world! He met Dusty’s gaze. How did Dusty feel about him kissing everyone?Dusty stroked his face and told him, “Up to you, Just. I don’t mind that Josh obviously wants to play Spin the Bottle with you.”“Well, this is was one way to start the game off!” Justin shrugged. He could do this, right? He still had issues with flashbacks at times, but working with his new therapist helped. This situation pushed his boundaries, but fuck, he wanted to try. His boyfriend liked to watch him… Was it bad he was getting hard?Robin rested his head on Josh’s shoulder and stared at Justin. Darius and Angel watched him too. Justin closed his eyes briefly. It wasn’t that he hadn’t thought about kissing each of them before he met Dusty. Hell, his fanfiction attested to the depth of his fantasies. “Okay.”He shuffled on his knees to where Angel and Dare lounged. Hmmm, how did he do this? He glanced back at Dusty, who sat watching, his face an unreadable mask. Justin leaned over to kiss Dare, who was further away. Darius seemed like a good first choice, much less daunting than Angel.Darius smiled at him and said, "Hey" before he shut his eyes and puckered up in an exaggerated fashion, which made everyone laughed. Dare opened one eye to peek at Angel and combed his fingers through Justin’s hair. A peaceful calm came over Justin.Justin leaned forward and pressed his lips onto Darius’s. Dare kissed back. Mmmm, his lips were petal soft and infinitely tender. Justin parted his lips under the gentle assault and Dare swept his tongue in for a moment before the kiss ended. They opened their eyes at the same time and smiled at each other.Dare’s kiss gave Justin the confidence he needed to approach Angel. Angel darted his gaze behind him, probably to Dusty. Justin sensed their ninja, best friend communication pass between the two of them. Their close relationship had never made him jealous. He was actually happy Dusty had such a good friend.He might have been blushing a little as he leaned down to Angel. It was impossible to be alive and not feel drawn in by the charismatic power that was Angel Luv. Tilting his head, Angel parted his lips slightly before their mouths met. The meeting of lips was a sweet but chaste. Not even a hint of tongue. The kiss was over in a little under three seconds. Slight disappointment coursed through Justin.Angel winked and said, “Can’t get him jealous.”Justin wasn’t sure if he meant Dusty or Dare, but he nodded and tried not to feel like an idiot as he moved on to the Striders. Josh rubbed his hands together. “Oh, yeah. Come to Papa.”Justin snorted until he heard Dusty’s soft growl. “Don’t want you upset. I can still take a truth.”Angel chuckled. “I don’t think he’s upset as much as he is excited.”Justin glanced in the general direction of his lover’s pants. Angel was right. Knowing Dusty was aroused hardened Justin completely. Still, he didn’t need to get all horny kissing Dusty’s friends, now his friends. He shared a look with his lover, which turned into one of a question. Dusty grunted in response.  Then he gestured to Josh and Robin.“That means ‘continue’ in Dusty-speak,” Darius translated.Robin made room for Justin as Josh patted his lap. Robin whispered, “You okay?” He sat on Josh’s thighs. The two of them knew enough about his past not to make Justin feel trapped, but the position welcomed into their little circle of love.He nodded.The thought these two sexy band mates of his boyfriend wanted to kiss him was a bit heady. Justin hadn’t really kissed anyone but Dusty. And here he was locking lips with rock stars. He peered over at Dusty, who threw him an air kiss.  Robin’s sweet face and Josh’s handsome one descended. Breath mingled breath caressed his lips right before Josh and Robin’s mouths touched his and each other’s at the same time. It was the hottest three-way kiss he’d ever imagined. Wild. The two lovers appeared to work as a team, driving him right out of his mind.Soft, moist lips teased him into opening his mouth. Two tongues tangled together with his, and at a distance he heard a groan. He realized after the kiss came to a sizzling end the noise had come from his own mouth. Justin stayed in Josh’s arms for a moment before reopening his eyes. Damn. Robin and Josh both grinned at him as he tried to get his wits about him. He glanced sheepishly over at Dusty, who adjusted his sitting position. Justin hurried back to his man, only to be pulled into a scorching kiss. Dusty reclaimed his mouth for his own. His heart clenched as he whispered, “I love you.” An overwhelming sense of acceptance, love, and happiness surrounded Justin. Not just from Dusty, but from the entire band.“I love you, too, Justin.” Dusty reminded him, “Your turn.”“Oh right. Um… truth or dare, Darius?” Justin asked as he tried to move in a way that gave him more room in his pants.“Hmmm, a dare from you might be interesting, but I need to piss Dusty off, so truth.”Justin had learned over the past year that Dare was a bit of a troublemaker.Dusty’s whole body rumbled with a groan. “Of course, you’re a wimp.”“Yup, that’s me.” Dare was clearly proud of his accomplishment and fist bumped Josh.Holy fuck! Sometimes, it hit him. Justin was sitting with The Dark Angels. They were his friends, and had been for almost two years. It was a bit strange when he actually remembered it. He shook the knowledge off. “Okay. So, have you guys all ever... you know?”Dare appeared completely innocent. “Have we what, Just?”What? Oh, he was busting on him, there was no way Dare was that innocent. “Ha. Have you all been together?”“You mean a threesome, foursome, or fivesome?”
“Yes.” Justin nodded, but did he really want to know? Dusty had said he’d very little experience, but maybe they were part of that. Dare curled up into Angel. “Yup. We’ve had a foursome.” Justin spun to Dusty and asked, “Did you?”“Hey, you’ve already had your turn,” Josh reminded. “Nope. I wasn’t invited.” Justin heard the slight annoyance in Dusty’s voice.“You weren’t gay, remember?” Dare pointed out.“Neither were you!” Dusty threw back. He pointed at his chest and said, “Demi-sexual.”“Yeah, well, bi-sexual.” Dare cracked a smile first. “With a complete preference for sexy male rock stars.”“Drop the plural,” Angel snapped and pulled him into a kiss.Robin interjected, “We, Josh and I, celebrated Angel’s birthday the year before Dare joined the group.” He grinned at Dare. “Then we celebrated again for Dare’s birthday.” He gestured to the four of them.“And a few times since,” Josh supplied. Holy Shit! All of them together… that was the stuff of fantasy. Dusty shook his head and pouted. “Left out in the cold each time, Just.”“My poor Dusty.” Justin soothed him and cuddled him so the man remembered how much Justin loved him.“Truth or dare, Justin?” Dare asked.“Um, it isn’t my turn, is it?” Did they play by different rules? Of course they did.“Truth, then.” Dare continued to stare at him. “You ever think about being with us for a sixsome?” He turned toward Angel. “Is that even a ‘some’ to be?”Angel gave Justin his best rock star smile. “For him we’d make an exception, wouldn’t we, baby?”“Yes, please.” Dare wiggled against Angel. Huh? Well, that was flattering, but they were just teasing, right? Justin glanced at Dusty, who didn’t comment, but took another slice of pizza.“Your turn, Justin,” Darius chirped.Still in Dusty’s arms, Justin tilted his head back to smile at his drummer. “Truth or dare?”Josh chortled. “He’s got to take dare, because only a pussy would pick truth, right, Dust?”Sending Josh daggers with his eyes, Dusty softened his glare when he stared at Justin. “Do your worst. Dare. Real men chose dare.”Angel laughed and proclaimed, “Well, I certainly did.” This made everyone laugh.Dusty needed a chance to even the score. Though the dare might have a little to do with the fact his man kissing his band members was smoking hot. But mostly, Justin wanted to somehow even things out. “I dare you to kiss every member of The Dark Angels.”“What? Really?” Dusty asked, as he glanced at his bandmates. He tilted his head from side to side as if contemplating how he might best accomplish the dare. “You sure about this, Justin?”“Absolutely.” Glancing around at the guys, he said, “Besides, they’re all really good kissers.”“Okay?” His drummer hesitated, but knee walked over to Josh and Robin. He stared at Josh. “This is odd.”Josh made a bit of a face and shrugged. “Yeah, it is.” Dusty didn’t seem to make a move until he and Josh both turned their heads at the same angle, then tried to readjust to the other side again at the same time.Robin giggled and peered over at Justin and back at the spectacle Dusty was making out of giving Josh one kiss.“God, did you have to put so much garlic on your pizza? Just do it already.” Josh sighed.
Angel chortled. “You got the kid begging for it, Dust!”Justin’s heart raced as Dusty reached his big hands out to hold Josh steady. “Just remember, you started this,” Dusty said with a grimace. He gave Josh a big smack on the lips.When he pulled back Josh wrinkled his nose. “That’s it? Geez, Justin, I’m so sorry.” He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.“Fuck you.” Dusty growled and shifted his knee in front of Robin, and he appeared ready to redeem his reputation.Robin winked at Justin. Dusty glanced over his shoulder to Justin. He gestured with his head to indicate Dusty should go for it.This whole situation took on a surreal quality. They were all great friends, but Justin couldn’t deny they were all sexy as hell in very different ways. Instead of it making things weird, the physical contact made him feel closer to them. He wasn’t threatened he’d lose Dusty to any of them. If anything, the odd dynamic reinforced to both him and the group that Dusty was his. As if there were any question! He stopped his musings and took a bite of pizza while watching his boyfriend gear up to piss off one of his friends.Dusty leaned in to Robin. “You sure you’re good with this, Robby?” Like everyone else, Dusty treated Robin with care.Robin reached out to comb down through Dusty’s hair. “Very, Dust. You’ve been using that conditioner I got for you.” “Of course.” Justin had applied expensive treatment to Dusty’s hair that very morning. They used it religiously.Robin picked up the blond strands to sniff. “Smells yummy. I’m ordering more. Should I order you some too?” he asked, sliding his gaze over to Josh.“Uh huh.” Dusty bent down, grazed his lips over Robin’s, and was rewarded with a soft moan. He could see Robin open his mouth and Dusty deepen the kiss just a bit. When Dusty pulled back, Robin moved with him slightly as if he wanted to keep his mouth just a little longer.The kiss was sexy, but what was even hotter was Robin’s gaze never leaving Josh’s. Robin tore his stare away from his lover to smile at Dusty. He bounced into Josh’s lap where he was lavished with worshipping kisses. Several whimpers floated over to Justin’s side of the table.Dusty chuckled as the two youngest members of the band made out like they were in the back of a car and it was nearing curfew. He shrugged at Justin. “See?  I’m the spice Josh needed.”Josh tried to half-heartedly whack him but he missed. Robin’s lips must have held more appeal than retaliation. Justin gave Dusty the thumbs up and gestured for him to proceed. Dusty knee walked around the table to Darius and Angel. He frowned at them both.“When you met me, ever think we’d be swapping spit?” Dare grinned at him.“Actually, yes. All the time I imagined your lips, Dare. I used to jerk off to your picture.” Dusty’s laughter barked out at the horrified face Darius gave him. “No, you freak. Never crossed my mind.”Dare glanced over at Justin. Was he seeking a reason not to kiss Dusty. Justin simply waved his hand. “Have at it.”Angel choked back a chuckle as he watched his lover grimace. Dusty pouted. “What did you tell him, Ang?”“Nothing, Dust. I guess your reputation precedes you.” Dusty begged, “Hey, easy on my ego, Dare.” “Yeah, yours is as fragile as Angel’s.” Dare snorted. “Kiss me, Blondie.”“Another guy begging for your lips. Should I be jealous?” Justin asked to amuse everyone watching the interaction.Dusty reached under Dare’s flop of hair exactly the way everyone had seen Angel do, and pulled him close. His mouth dropped open and Dusty covered his lips to claim what appeared to be a deep kiss. The argument the two had been having ended. Dare went limp and let Dusty have his way. Wow, wasn’t that just sexy as hell? When Dusty pulled back he needed to steady Dare, who seemed a bit unsteady. Yup, his man kissed Darius into place.Dusty glanced over at Justin with triumph written all over his face. His man shrugged and approached Angel, whose expression seemed to echo the goofiness of the situation. They stared at each other a long time before they chuckled. Dusty laughed so hard he had to wipe tears from his eyes.“You okay, dude?” Angel asked.“Sure. Sure. Let’s do this,” Dusty said in a business-like manner. It was almost like watching two adolescents.Dusty caught Angel’s eye and they froze. He could see them both swallow as the tension in the room jumped a notch.
Josh and Robin finally stopped necking to watch the drama of Dusty kissing Angel.
Damn, they were stunning together. Dusty’s hair made an appealing contrast against Angel’s darker locks. Justin’s pulse sped up again. He drank his beer in hopes of cooling down a little.
“Kiss him. It’s not like you haven’t before.” The words were out of Justin’s mouth before he could call the information back.“Wait. What?” Dare sounded a bit put out.Angel put a finger to Dusty’s lips when it appeared like he would speak. Instead a small smile curled his mouth. Dusty kissed the singer’s elegant finger.Oh, fuck! It wasn’t hard to imagine Dusty giving Angel a blowjob, especially since he’d bestowed his oral loving on Justin when they woke up. His drummer’s lips, mouth, and tongue were made to provide pleasure.Arching an eyebrow at his friend, Angel quirked his lips before turning his head to speak to Dare. “Just a few first kisses.”“You made out with Dusty?” Darius shouted. Shock and pissed seemed to war for supremacy. “No, we just practiced kissing when pillows didn’t kiss back.” Angel’s tone screamed it didn’t matter.Dare sat back silently for a minute. “Well, that explains a lot.”Justin wasn’t sure what Dare meant, but he didn’t add anything to the conversation that his big mouth had started.Dusty pulled away from Angel and went back in front of Dare, who was frowning as he grabbed his beer and polished off the bottle. “Hey. I can take a truth, Dare.”Almost snorting the beer out of his nose, Dare asked, “Wouldn’t want to hurt your rep?”“With this group? Ha!” Dusty glanced over at Josh. “Truth.”Josh folded his arms, leaned forward, and pressed his lips together. He was barely holding it together as he asked, “Is it true that you haven’t told us about your first kisses were with Angel because you’ve been in love with him for years?”Robin’s inhale was audible as he glanced over at Justin with big eyes. What in God’s name processed Josh?Dusty turned his head with a look of utter puzzlement. “Whatever you’ve been taking, I want some.”Josh snorted and started laughing. A weird noise came from Darius. The guy’s face crumbled. Was he taking Josh seriously?“Dude? Are you serious?” Dusty asked, and when met with Dare’s stone cold stare, he inhaled. “Of course I love Ang.” That statement received only  more silence, Dusty must have realized how it sounded, so he quickly added, “But not like that. Never like that.”“Then why didn’t either of you fuckheads tell me?” Dare’s hurt came out in his tone.Fuck, Justin hadn’t meant for this to start something out of nothing. He didn’t think it was any big deal. Watching Dare, maybe it was. Was Dare so uncertain of his relationship with Angel? What exactly did he mean by "that explains a lot?"Angel tried to wrap an arm around him, but Dare pushed him away. “Baby,” Angel’s plea received nothing as Darius stomped off into one of the bedrooms.The singer jumped up, but Dusty stopped him. “Let me get this, Ang.”Once Dusty left the room, Justin said, “Angel, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset him. I wasn't aware that he didn’t know. I’m really sorry.”Angel put up a hand to stop him and sat back down. “It’s okay. Really. I should have said something, but it was a lifetime ago. I love your man, but never like that.” He turned towards where his partner and best friend were. “We were thirteen.”Robin made "apologize now" eyes at Josh. “I’m sorry too. I was just trying to be funny with the truth question to annoy Dusty. I thought if anyone understood how loved he was it would be Dare. I didn’t mean to upset him.”Angel slapped his thigh. “Right? I mean, I’m completely head over heels for him. Anyone can see that!” His eyes lit up. “Maybe I don’t give him enough sex.”The group choked, then broke into laughter as Darius and Dusty walked back in. “What?” they both asked, and only increased the laughter.“I figured out what was wrong, and why you feel upset about kisses that took place years ago.” Angel played it very seriously. “I don’t put out enough for you. From now on, I promise you more sex.”
Darius’s eyes got big and Dusty slapped him on the back. “Yeah, that’s the problem, Ang. More sex will solve Dare’s issues.” He leaned down to Dare and stage whispered, “Lube. Lots of lube.”Dare didn’t respond, but at least he didn’t seem mad.“I’m really sorry, baby. I just didn’t think to tell you.” Angel nuzzled Dare’s neck. “Are you still mad at me? Because I'm more than ready to put out. Right here. Right now.”“No. Stop. I’m sorry for flipping out. It’s just… hard.” “Yes, it is.”“Angel... stop that.” Dare shook his head and tried to push Angel away, but stopped halfway. Angel took full advantage of his man’s indecision, hauling Dare up into his lap. He claimed his lover’s mouth in a heated kiss and unbuttoned Dare’s shirt. He danced his fingers up and down the denim over Darius’s zipper. Damn. “Okay. Okay.” Dare attempted to pull himself out of the lust haze Angel wrapped him in. “Let’s play the game some more.”“Hey, Dare. I’m sorry. It really was just a dumb joke,” Josh reassured him.Dare gave Angel a blistering kiss. “I know. I overreacted.” “Whose turn?” Justin asked. They were something on stage, but within grabby range might melt Justin.“I want a turn,” Dare said. When no one objected, he told Dusty, “I dare you to kiss Angel.”“What?” Dusty asked, having settled back down next to Justin. “No.”Angel complained, “Sure. I haven’t had enough abuse. Now I have to suffer Dusty’s rejection.” Dusty pointed out, “I just had a turn.”“Dusty.” Dare used a voice that brooked no option for refusal, as if he were blackmailing him with something heinous.Dusty grumbled, “Fine,” and knee walked back in front of Angel, who was still on the couch with Dare in his lap. Dare had his arms wrapped around his lover to stop him from implementing an escape plan.“Here we are again.” Dusty scowled at Angel.“Yup.”“Dare, you sure?” Dusty asked darting his gaze between Dare, Angel and Justin. “Yeah, kiss him. I shouldn’t have been a jealous dick before. I hate finding out things I don’t know about him.” Dare ran his fingers through Angel’s hair and got a grip on Dusty’s. Dare smiled over at Justin, and then Robin. “He does have nice hair. Can you order me some of the stuff too, Robin?” Robin squeaked out a “Sure”.Dusty glanced back over at Justin. Justin nodded. A breathless Dare grabbed his head and Angel’s and forced them together. Dusty tilted his head to the side, found Angel’s mouth, and they both sighed into the kiss. The angle didn’t allow Justin to see much.Robin squirmed closer to Josh. "That's so pretty, don’t you think, Justin?”Justin moved so he could actually appreciate the vision. After all, he was asked his opinion on the matter. Oh fuck! Robin was right. But that was more than pretty; it decidedly fell into the category of smoking hot! His cock hardened to the point of pain and he throbbed against his zipper.Dare exhaled, and Justin would have to call the noise he made a whimper. He was holding Angel and Dusty together,controlling the kiss. Watching his lover suck face with Dusty must have been arousing, because the heat reached Justin even from a coffee table away.Finally, Dare released the hold he had on their hair. Dusty sagged back on his heels and smiled at Dare and Angel. Dare looked like he was going to unzip Angel’s pants and have at him right then and there. Instead he said a prim, “Thank you.”Dusty smirked, came back to Justin, and kissed him soundly on the mouth. Justin couldn’t stop himself from rutting his hardened cock against Dusty’s thigh.
His lover quietly moaned.
“Okay, before we lose Darius completely. Here.” Robin handed out a rainbow-colored foil gift bag to each couple. “Since I never give dares, I thought I would this time. I dare everyone to use this, either on their lover, or have their lover use it on them.”Justin reached in the bag and pulled out a see-through mesh bag with a strangely shaped green dildo and a bottle of lube. The device was shaped like a widened letter ‘U’ with an elongated bulb on one end and a button on the opposite end. Angel pulled out the same thing, only in blue. A grinning Josh pulled out a greenish-blue unit.“A Rude Boy! What a great toy! Thanks, Robin,” Angel exclaimed.“Welcome.” Robin giggled. “I put in batteries and disinfected them.” “Batteries?” Dusty asked warily as he looked at the device with confusion.Josh clicked the button to demonstrate the vibe mode.Dare took theirs from Angel. He twisted it around and turned it until the light on the device went off. “Ohhhhhh! I see!” Angel smirked at his lover. “I want to try this. Off with your pants, now,” Dare demanded as he stood up.“Justin, it also gives a nice massage anywhere,” Robin added.Hot and cold slashed him when Angel and Robin both started undressing from the waist down right there in the open space. He glanced at Dusty, who tilted his head and watched the other couples. Josh and Dare poured the lubrication from the gift bag over the device.Dusty snaked an arm around him. Justin ground his ass right back into his lover’s fabric-covered dick. God, Justin wanted Dusty inside of him. It wouldn’t be his first time but it was still a novel experience for the both of them. Justin’s hair was swept aside and Dusty nibbled the side of his neck. Heat washed over him and he watched Josh slowly insert the ‘Rude Boy’ into Robin.Robin let out a slow breath. “Josh. More.”Justin was surprised to see Angel on his back, happily rocking his hips and humping the device Darius thrust into him. “You want me to turn it on?” Dare’s voice dripped with sex.Angel gasped. Darius didn’t wait for an answer. He could see Angel’s shaft go a bit soft, but if the noises he made were any indication, he loved the sensation all the same.Robin rolled over onto his knees and arched his back, presenting his ass. Josh crawled behind him and moved the device in and out of him. Justin’s eyes caught Robin’s and Justin asked, “Does it feel good?”Robin held his lower lip between his teeth, but failed to hold back a groan. Josh wrapped a wet hand around his cock; he must have loved it because he didn’t stay quiet. He answered Justin, “So good.” His eyes rolled up in his head as he pushed back.“He’s hot enough to make even the sluttiest bottom want to have his ass,” Josh said. He tucked the toy under Robin’s balls. Josh took full advantage of having his hands free and he slapped Robin’s ass.Robin moaned and arched his back again. When Josh’s palm didn’t come right away, he demanded, “Josh, spank me!” Josh’s eyes flashed with something Justin would have to characterize as dominance. He gave in to his lover’s throaty request and smacked his ass several more times. The slaps on his ass made Robin whine. “More, Josh. Come on.” Justin couldn’t tell which pleased Robin more, Josh’s hand wrapped around his dick or his butt getting smacked.Justin’s mind drifted back to a conversation he’d had with Robin a couple months ago. He didn’t go into detail, but Robin understood Justin was still adjusting to penetration. Justin had wished out loud for something that would push beyond his negative past and give him something positive to focus on. Well, this situation definitely did that!“That’s so hot. You want to fuck me with the toy, Justin?” Dusty whispered in his ear.Angel moaned loudly as Dare had started stroking his long cock.“Please turn it on, Josh,” Robin begged. “Please.”Sex was everywhere around them. Each couple was in their own world, but Justin was connected to the whole. He had to have it. He needed Dusty. “No, me. Please.” It was all he could say. He ripped down his jeans and his ruffled yellow panties. He kicked them off so his cock was free and his ass available.Dusty didn’t say anything, but his eyes asked a thousand questions. Another cry of pleasure tore out of the other couple. Justin wasn’t thinking. There was no fear or anxiety; he just wanted the dirty little toy inside of him. Immediately. Nothing else existed but Dusty using the device on him. He wouldn’t have cared if they were in Times Square. Freedom bust through Justin as his body’s demands overrode the drama in his head that usually imprisoned him. He got up on all fours like Robin and spread his knees wide so Dusty could have all the access he needed. He wasn’t nervous as he stared at the other couples. So fucking hot. Robin seemed to slip into his own world of lust, but the keyboard player acknowledged him by blowing him a kiss. Dusty nosed the tip of the slick toy between Justin’s cheeks.The hesitation and fear he usually experienced was absent. Justin arched his back and pushed onto the wet toy. “Uh huh.”Dare glanced over and groaned. Angel stroked Dare’s cock, which was out of his jeans. Justin brain fry as his body burnt up.A glance over his shoulder told him Dusty was completely focused on him. His eyes burned with the intensity of watching the toy move in and out of Justin.Dusty gave him a questioning smile as asked, “Is it good?”“Fuck yeah!” Justin acknowledged the pleasure as the toy brushed past his prostate.“Should I turn it on?” Dusty’s question was punctuated with Josh spanking Robin’s ass. Justin couldn’t imagine the pleasure those vibrations would send through him. He realized he no longer had to just imagine. He wanted to experience. “Yes.” Dusty pushed the button, making the little piece of plastic come to life. “Oh, fuck!” That was better than good. His ass wiggled of its own accord.Dusty caressed his hand over Justin’s erection. Licking his ear, Dusty whispered, “I’m going to milk you off.”Justin’s eyes must have drifted closed. Again he forced them open. The scene was too good to miss. “Oh, yeah.” Angel shouted out his lover’s name. He came in Dare’s fist while stroking Dare’s hard cock to a release.Robin’s begging turned to pleas of mercy. Josh was liquid sex as he handled Robin completely, as evidenced by a low deep one-word command, “Come.” The pretty man did. Robin painted the floor beneath him with his creamy spend as Josh slapped his ass firmly.It was more visual stimulation than Justin could take. He turned to stare at the man he loved and adored. His drummer’s green-eyed gaze locked with his. Dusty stroked his fist at just the right speed. Justin orgasm was prolonger by the toy’s buzz prolonged his orgasm.Finally, when he was done, Dusty pulled the toy out of him and gathered him into his arms. Justin could barely move.Had he fallen asleep? Justin couldn’t be sure, but the other two couples were active. Robin and Angel had their pants back on. Justin blushed. He was only halfway covered. He lay tucked into Dusty’s arms with his butt out.“Hey, you up?”“Not yet, but give me a couple of minutes.” Justin tried to laugh but didn’t have the energy. Josh must have heard the quip because he chuckled. “Thank you…”Dusty didn’t get a chance to say anything because Josh took that moment to toss the handy wipes that came with the pizza at each couple. One hit Dusty in the forehead. His man growled but used one and gave an open one to Justin. Angel and Darius reached for some more pizza, which was probably cold by now. Justin struggled into his pants and grabbed a piece before sitting down. Wow, muscles he’d hadn’t used much had been exercised.Dusty pulled him up onto the sofa and into his lap. “I guess it would appear ice cream isn’t necessary.” It was a statement, but it held a question. His lover still used ice cream and French toast to counteract the misery of Justin’s flashbacks when they threatened to steal his happiness and pleasure.Justin squeezed Dusty’s hand and dropped his head back onto Dusty’s shoulder. He took a lazy bite of pizza before holding the cheesy saucy slice out for his lover to take a bite. “Nope.” Robin bit his lip as he looked over at Justin rather sheepishly. “Did it give you what you wanted?”Justin nodded and held out a hand, which Robin moved to take.“I just thought if you were with all of us... it might help give you an interesting experience.” Robin spoke softly. “Thanks.” Squeezing the keyboard player’s hand, he thought about how the guy had shared how he was able to explore his submissive side more easily with Dare at his side. Robin must have decided if it worked for him that it might help Justin.He was proud of himself. No flashbacks. No anxiety. No fear. Just outright need, lust, and want.Justin glanced around at all of the members of the band. When he was just writing fanfiction about them he never hoped they could be this great. “You guys totally rock.”“Of course we do.” Angel rolled his eyes. He scooped up Dare and headed towards the bedrooms. “I’ll be back. My baby needs me to use the toy on him.”“What? Um, okay…” Dare waved as he was swept down the hallway.Robin released Justin’s hand. “Well, my baby needs me to fuck him. We’ll catch you guys later.” “What do you wanna do, Justin?” Dusty took a giant bite of pizza.“Well Dust, maybe we do need the ice cream.”Worry clouded Dusty’s face. “I thought you were good.”“Oh, I am. But if you go get me some ice cream I’ll lick it off your dick before I suck you off…”Dusty coughed around his bite of pizza but jumped up to trip over to the freezer.
 

The Enlightenment of India

(((THIS IS NOT INTENDED FOR ANYONE UNDER 18 OR OFFENDED BY YAOI THEMES))) 
((Copyrighted Dec. 2014))  ***** The Dark Angels is a hot rocker series. This is a little short takes place between The Dark Angels: Tied Together and The Dark Angels: Finally Fallen. Robin and Josh are committed to each other legally and through a red rose BDSM collaring ceremony but not with a marriage ceremony (yet). This little short is about hanging out with them in India then moving the story forward. ******Robin Strider: Keyboard playerJosh Strider: Bass playerDarius Stone (Dare): Guitar playerAngel Luv:  SingerDusty Davis: Drummer*****I apologize in advance. No official editor has kissed this short. *****

The plane raced down the runway and slowed at liftoff, hesitating, fighting to rise from the ground. Robin gritted his teeth, his heart slamming against his ribs.
Josh is going to die.
The words in his mind taunted him. Would the plane get off the ground only to crash and kill all passengers? Would it be a fiery end or would they just die on impact? Dusty had once said hurling through the atmosphere wasn’t a situation gravity supported.
People weren’t meant to fly. Josh is going to die! He is going to die! At least they’d be together.
He clutched Josh’s hand and squeezed him in a death grip. Damn. They’d flown for concerts and vacations before. Inhale. Exhale. He was being an idiot.
Josh reached over the divider with his free hand to adjust Robin’s cashmere blanket. He stopped tucking to glance around the nearly empty first class cabin. He hissed, “We should have taken a private jet.”
Robin wasn’t going to admit Josh was right. How he wished he were cuddled up in a private room with Josh distracting him with some kinky game.  Instead Josh was on the other side of a first class pod, divided from him by a wall.
He hadn’t anticipated the divider between the passenger pods. Each passenger had an area consisting of a soft leather massage chair, which could recline flat. A television monitor, stocked cooler, Internet access, and any other amenities he could think of were at his fingertips, but Josh was beyond a wall.
“We’d have to stop to fuel up. This is a straight shot.” It was a lame justification but it was all Robert had come up with.
“What if we’re recognized?”
“I doubt the man who is sleeping in 2A is a groupie.” The Dark Angels had fans in every age group, but the elderly Indian man, who seemed to speak no English, probably wasn’t among them.
“Famous last words.” Josh scowled in the direction of the non-fan, then plugged Robin’s headset into a splitter he had pulled from his pocket. He attached his headset to it and connected it into Robin’s TV outlet. The device allowed them both to hear the same thing. “Choose a movie for us to watch.”
The plane had leveled off. Robin loosened his clasp on Josh’s hand and separated to accept the controller. He scrolled through the movies.
 “Sir, your headphone jack is over here.” A flight attendant, who was king of the obvious, stopped his glide by to point out reality.
He sounded exactly like every schoolteacher who’d ever tried to separate Robin and Josh. Wasn’t going to happen.
Robin opened his mouth, but Josh jumped in. “Thank you, but if he picks an action movie and my television moves at a different speed, then key scenes could be ruined. So we’ll share.”
“You can just add the additional privacy screen.” The helpful attendant pressed a button on the armrest controller and a wall started to rise between their pods.

“No.” Robin couldn’t stop the protest. He didn’t want anything between him and Josh. He’d put up a wall for years, but no longer. Now he could barely tolerate not being pressed up against the man every hour of the day.
It still won’t make up for the time you’ve lost.
“That’s okay. He’s a bit scared of flying.” Josh hit the button and stopped the wall from crawling up higher between them.
Afraid of flying, of performing, of Josh leaving him, of dying before him… Robin’s just a scaredy cat.
“As you wish, sirs. May I get either of you a cocktail, wine, soft drink?”
They were on vacation. Robin could use something to turn down the voice in his head. “A mimosa.”
Josh wrinkled his nose. “You trying to sleep so you get on India time?”
Robin shrugged. “It’ll help me stay on your sleep strategy.”

It never worked, but Josh always plotted out the optimal time for them to sleep during flights. Usually, on a private plane, a round of hot sex would help guide Josh's sleep, but Robin rarely drifted off in flight. Maybe a little alcohol would help. 
Robin’s voice plagued him, self-medicating with alcohol… that’s healthy.
“I’ll have sparkling cranberry juice.”
“With a splash of vodka,” the flight attendant suggested.
“No thanks. Just the juice with seltzer, please.” Josh rarely drank anymore. He’d have one beer when they got together with the band, but Robin was happy Josh’s drinking days seemed behind him.
Robin picked a movie he knew Josh would enjoy.
As predicted, Robin didn’t sleep a wink for the entire fourteen-hour journey, which was extended by two hours due to air traffic, and then the arrival gate was blocked. Thankfully, they had Global Entry so the special customs line was very short. They eased through and collected their bags.
Exhaustion washed over him as Josh joined him on the other side of customs. Robin asked, “Where are we meeting the driver?”
Josh had changed the SIM cards to an Indian carrier while they were on the runway before they had even left Newark, so he checked his cell phone. “The message from the tour company said the meeting point is at luggage belt number three.”
Robin pulled his scrunchie knit hat down, hiding all of his hair. He wore no make-up and had dyed his hair back to his natural brown. He sighed as he looked down at his bare nails. He hoped he wouldn’t be recognized. Josh’s new haircut and his baseball hat would probably be enough to hide him.
A man held up an iPad sign that read JR Jordon. His bandmate’s youngest brother was tickled to have Robin use his first name as their last name. Their luggage was already at the man’s feet.
“Greetings, and welcome to India. My name is Mr. Sanreap and I will be showing you my country.” The middle aged man wearing a crisp white shirt shook their hands.
“Hello. I’m Robin and this is Josh.”
“I retrieved your bags. I just need to show the man at the door your baggage claim tickets.”
Robin fished them out and handed them to the man. “Here you go.”
“Thank you. Come, let me take you to the car.” There was a brief stop at the door because the man barely glanced at them let allow checked to see if the number matched.
As soon as Robin stepped a foot outside he gasped.
Josh shook his head. “Damn, the heat punches you right in the face.”
The town car was parked in the closest lot. It was a relief to get out of the sun even if it was into a hot car. Mr. Sanreap blasted the  air conditioner immediately. The driver handed them icy cold bottles of water from the cooler on the front seat.
“While you’re here, make sure you know where your water comes from. Since I’m with you for the entire trip, please allow me to provide your water for you,” Mr. Sanreap’s tone suggested as if it were a special favor.
“Thank you Mr. Sanreap. We will.” Robin drank some water and pressed the bottle to his forehead.
Josh leaned in. “You okay?”
“Yeah. Just need to sleep.”

“You didn’t sleep?” His lover assessed him.
“Nope.”
Josh squeezed his knee. “If you can stay awake until the hotel, it might beat jetlag quicker.”
Mr. Sanreap glanced at Robin via the rearview mirror. “The trip to the hotel is about four hours, and I’ll stop mid-way for a break unless you prefer to continue on.”
Josh leaned forward to talk to him. “Great. Can we decide closer to the stopping point?
“Of course, sir.” Mr. Sanreap grinned.
“Just Josh is fine.”
Mr. Sanreap nodded. “Yes, sir. Of course, sir Josh.”
Robin grazed a hand over Josh’s knee stopping him from arguing further. If he couldn’t have sleep he’d focus on watching the country as they passed by.  The driver wound them through roads of the airport to the exit.
“We will be at the hotel soon. I will call them to inform them of our arrival.”
“Thank you,” Josh said before he finished off his water and tapped Robin’s water.
Robin sipped at the rest of the water as they wound through the elegant streets. But if you looked past the shops, hotels and restaurants in the distance he could see much poorer buildings with tents pitched in front of it. He pushed down the guilt that crawled up his spine. Josh had donated a large chunk of money to an LGBT foundation in India, which helped the homeless. But no one should live in such poverty.
Mr. Sanreap opened Robin’s door and gave the bags to the bellmen and opened the door.
One of the fleet of bellmen who seemed to appear out of nowhere, handed him a cool cloth scented in rose water and a bottle of cold water as he ushered Robin and Josh to the front desk.
Mr. Sanreap eyed the liquid with suspicion, but since they were at the best hotel in Agra and, some might argue, one of the top hotels in the world, he didn’t intervene when Robin accepted.
A man behind the front desk clicked the keyboard rapidly. “Greetings to you both. We look forward to serving you. You’re booked in the Kohinoor Suite. The notation says one of you is staying in the butler bedroom, so you have not retained butler service.”
The white rounded lobby was so spacious two American houses could fit inside it. Robin tried not to stare up at the vaulted dome ceiling. A beautiful crystal chandelier hung over a tall field of flowers stuffed into a porcelain vase on what appeared to be an antique inlaid table. It was all very fancy and Robin tried to block out the glimpses he’d seen of the harder realities of India.
Josh stepped up in front of Robin to answer. “Yes, we need to do some work while we’re here, and it’s easier.”
The government of India had just recriminalized gay sex. Robin and Josh understood by coming here they would have to be careful. Even foreigners were only given so much leeway.
“The hotel has a private business center with offices, should the need arise. Please, if there’s anything you need, simply ask. Myself or any of my staff would be happy to assist you.”
Josh nodded. “Thank you.”
“Our bellmen will escort you to your suite.” The man at the desk waved them to the bellmen with their luggage.
Mr. Sanreap intercepted them. “Gentleman, here is my card with my number. You call me anytime, night or day. Remember no problem is too small. I am here to serve you. I had the men add a case of water to the luggage cart so you may always have some. Are you sure you do not wish me to wait for you to freshen up so I may drive you to dinner.”

“No thank you, Mr. Sanreap. Robin hasn’t slept and I’m beat. I think room service and some sleep is what we should have.”
“Well if you’re sure.” Mr. Sanreap nodded and headed for the door. He stopped to give the bellmen strict orders to call him if there was any issue what so ever or anything his charges needed to call him immediately. What kind of trouble did he anticipate?
“This way, sirs.” The head bellman escorted them into the elevator while the bellman without the gold tassels and fringe took their bags. “Is this your first time in India?”
“Yes,” Josh and Robin both answered.
“Very good. I’m sure with the help of Mr. Sanreap you will enjoy yourselves. But if there’s anything we can do, as our general manager who checked you in said, we’d be happy to serve you.”
Robin was almost positive there was recognition in the man’s eyes, but to his credit he didn’t act on it.
The walk from the elevator to their door was short. “The Kohinoor Suite.”
He flung the door open. They stepped onto hard wood floors.  A plush flowered Persian carpet in rose and cream shades matching the chairs and sofa. An inlaid wooden coffee table that held delicious looking fruit sat in the middle.
The bellman threw up a cabinet to display the hidden contents. “The mini bar and fridge are stocked. The flat screen has all the American channels. This chest contains all the remotes that control lights, air, and sound.”
He strolled to the wall of cream curtains and cast them open. “The Taj Mahal.”
“Wow.” Josh and Robin stumbled toward the view. The gleaming white marble glittered and was highlighted by the almost full moon in the starry sky. Robin followed the man and Josh out onto the balcony that ran the length of their entire room from living room to bedroom. Good Lord even their bathroom had a view.
“It is an UNESCO Heritage site. It took twenty-two years to build this masterpiece. The balance and symmetry make this the finest architectural achievement in the world.” The head bellman boasted. Then he rushed into the room to micromanage the men on suitcase placement.
Robin smiled at Josh. “Thank you.”
Josh returned the affection. When he turned to go inside Josh promised, “I’ll thank you as soon as we’re alone.”
Robin appreciated the view a little longer. He headed inside. 
Josh followed the head bellman around the room with a fist of bills. He appeared to be trying to figure out how to tip them but every time he got close to the guy was off on another tangent of the glorious feature of the luxurious suite.
“The hotel holds a traditional aarti everyday at seven am and six pm. An aarti is the Hindu ritual of offering prayers at dawn and sundown. The ceremony is held at our 280-year-old temple, which is dedicated to the Lord Shiva. I hope you will be able attend.” The impromptu tour guide finally seemed to be winding down.
Josh jumped in. “If we plan to attend, we should probably get some sleep.”
Robin yawned, and not just to provide evidence. He’d been up for thirty hours and counting and that huge King bed piled high with white and cream satiny pillows was calling to him.
“Josh, you can go ahead and take a shower first. I need to gather my stuff.” Robin unpacked his clothing. He always put his outfits so they could be hung up right from the suitcase. He tossed his packing cubes of workout clothes and underwear in the drawers. He set his sandals in the closet.
His toiletry suitcase was a bit more complex. He set his makeup case on the vanity area between the bedroom and the bathroom with his brushes and ionic hairdryer. Did Josh pack enough electrical converters? Just when he found all of his shower products, Josh pranced out of the bathroom rubbing his damp hair with a towel.
“I haven’t even touched your suitcase.” Robin sighed. Why wasn’t he quicker?
“No worries. I’ll finish unpacking. Go take a hot shower. It feels good to wash off the jet fumes.”
Robin did. The bathroom was five times as big as his. He stepped into the shower and the ten different water sprays hit him, he tried to decide if it was soothing or annoying. It did reenergize his travel weary body.
He even tried the hotel’s natural products. He liked the soaps but the conditioner couldn’t hold a candle to the one he brought with him. Once he untangled his hair he walked into the bedroom dressed in only a towel.
Josh strutted around the room naked. He bent low to grab a bottle of water from the stockpile Mr. Sanreap had insisted they take. Damn what a view. He brushed past Robin in a hazy scent of lavender and vanilla to put a bottle of the water next to Robin’s side of the bed.
“Robin?”
You don’t deserve him.
Robin shook his head, but it didn’t stop the voice. The critical voice of doom seemed to scream loudest when he was doing something enjoyable. “Yeah?”

Josh crossed the room to stand in front of him. “You need to relax.”
“I’m trying.” Robin traced his collar and peeked up at Josh to bat his eyelashes. Please, I need you to take me out of my head.
Understanding flashed across Josh’s face. “Kneel.”
Yes! Everything in Robin went silent as he dropped to his knees.
“Open.”
Robin parted his lips as he took Josh in deep. Oh yes!  This made sense. This he could handle. He didn’t need the order to suck, because he couldn’t stop himself if Josh were in his mouth.
He adored everything about sucking Josh off. The slide of Josh between his lips, the taste, and the connection was enough to make him crave giving blowjobs. But he couldn’t deny he got a jolt of power from sucking on Josh. It fed his ego that he could make his controlled lover nearly swoon with his mouth alone.
“Up.”
Robin sighed as Josh helped him to his feet. He allowed himself to be led to the balcony door. Through the door was a king’s demonstration of true love for his queen. Robin didn’t need a shrine, he needed Josh to take him.
The bellman said their suite was completely private and it appeared as if Josh was going to put that to the test. Josh slid a chair that was just the right height in front of the door. “Over.”
Robin’s equalium had returned. He made what he hoped was a graceful show of taking the position. He arched his back to put his ass out in a way Josh would enjoy.
Josh squatted behind him and licked his tongue up Robin’s crease. “Yes.”
Robin reached back and parted his cheeks. His lover took the hint and wedged his tongue in between. Josh set a glorious pattern in motion. Lick, lick, poke. Lick, lick, poke.
“God.” Robin’s muscles loosen up and his balls tightened. He was so close. If he wasn’t careful he was going to come this way, but he needed to be connected to Josh. “Please.”
Josh patted his ass. Mmmm. Maybe he’d smack Robin’s butt later. One could hope.
Josh left, but was soon back. He draped a towel in front of Robin. He circled his oiled fingers and teased Robin’s entrance. A restless energy forced Robin to start pushing back, seeking penetration.
“Ahhh, yes.” Robin sighed as Josh’s fingers entered him, readying him for bigger and better things.
Josh hugged him from behind, and pulled Robin halfway up. The angle nudged him against Josh’s wet erection. Robin reached behind him to steady his lover. He guided Josh into him.
Robin’s body welcomed Josh inside and allowed him to slide in part way.
“Your reflection is stunning.” Josh reached around to grasp Robin with his moist fist.
Robin glanced up. His image reflected in the glass door, superimposed over the formidable Taj Mahal in front of them.  This was a moment that would be seared into his heart. Not because the one of the Seven Wonders of the World was in view, but because Josh was once again giving him exactly what he needed.
“I love you, Josh.”
Josh grunted, “I love you.” He stroked Robin faster.
Turning his head, Robin made their lips meet before his words joined Josh in their oath. “Always. Together. Forever.”
He hung on by a thread. One word from Josh would cut him loose.
“Come.” Josh strangled the word out as he provided firm tugs.
Robin painted the towel in front of him with his blissful release. Josh filled him with his pleasure and Robin was complete. The world was perfect for this moment in time.
*****  Mr. Sanreap was waiting for them at five am.  “Did you have a good night’s sleep?”
Barely, but Robin smiled and nodded. It was still dark outside. “Yes.”
“Come, follow me. The hotel let us borrow one of their golf carts so we can get to the entrance.” They slid into the open-air vehicle. “They don’t allow cars because of the pollution, but the golf cart will get us very close to the entrance.”
Robin couldn’t see the Taj Mahal as they whizzed down a tree-lined path with small carts setting up to serve food or to sell souvenirs.  A chorus of chirping birds accompanied their ride. There were only a couple other die-hard tourists hiking the path to avoid the crowds and heat that would arrive in another hour.
“Is that a monkey?” Josh asked pointing to a figure scurrying up a tree.
Mr. Sanreap shook his head as he parked the cart. “Tsk, yes. Monkeys are here, there, and everywhere.”
They were cute. “What kind are they?”
“The troublesome kind. Please do not feed them and watch your belongings. They can be thieves.”
As if on cue, a group of monkeys appeared and intercepted them, hands extended. He wanted to give them the treats Josh stuffed in his bag. But he turned toward a shrieking little girl. “The monkey stole my missi roti.”
Sure enough a monkey scampered up a tree holding the child’s flat bread breakfast. The woman holding her hand picked her up. “Do not cry we will get you another. Come back to the man selling them.”
“Shall we go in?” Mr. Sanreap flashed his name badge, handed in two tickets, and the guards waved their party through the gate pass the line that was forming. Robin didn’t like the entitlement of bypassing the cue but he followed his guide.
The sun was just beginning to brighten the area. Through the archway Robin got a picture perfect view. He stopped dead. His first view of the Taj Mahal as dawn was breaking in vivid pinks and oranges.  He snapped a picture with the famous building framed in the scalloped archway.
Mr. Sanreap waited for Robin to get every angle of the Taj from this distance. “May I take a picture of the two of your together?”“Yes.” Posing was weird until Josh threw an arm around him. Then a smile came naturally to his face.
“The Taj Mahal is facing south so the sun will always be on it. What strikes you as you look at this wonder of the world?” Mr. Sanreap showed off his teaching background the tour company guaranteed he had as he fell into his tour guide mode.
Josh shrugged. “It’s symmetric. Four towers, two buildings on either side, and the garden is balanced.”
Mr. Sanreap’s tone seemed filled with pride as if he had been responsible for Josh’s awareness himself. “Exactly correct. Those towers are called minarets. If you notice, they lean just a bit away from the main building.”
“Yes I see it.” Robin tilted his head and saw the slight angle.
Mr. Sanreap explained, “That’s earthquake protection. The minarets would fall away from the building, not toward it.”
They began ambling up the path Josh asked, “So, what are those buildings used for?”
“Those are mosques. But only one has ever been used. Any guess as to why?”
“No clue,” Josh said as he snapped a view of the Taj through trees.
Mr. Sanreap gestured to the building. “Mosques need to face Mecca. The main building blocks the direction, so that building on the other side was never used as a mosque. It is just there for symmetry.”
His phone buzzed. He checked it and said, “Excuse me.”
Josh caught Robin’s eye and blew him a little kiss while Mr. Sanreap was distracted. Robin hated they couldn’t hold hands here, but at least he still felt connected to Josh.
“Okay. I’m sorry about that. I needed to confirm your next hotel room in Khajuraho. All plans are confirmed. The Emperor Shah Jahan loved his third wife very much. He spent every night for nineteen years in her arms until her death. He was devastated and directed his grief into the project. The Taj Mahal was never a palace as some might think. It is the everlasting resting place for his beloved wife.”
Robin mouthed an “I love you” which his lover, master, and best friend returned instantly. The poor king! Robin understood great love and he lived under the constant fear of its loss.
“Twenty thousand workers started work on the building’s construction in 1631. Here, please put these on.” Mr. Sanreap handed them covers so they didn’t have to remove their shoes.
“The Taj Mahal is made of translucent white marble and inlaid with semi-precious stones. You can see lapis, jade, cornelian, and coral.”
“Beautiful.” Robin started snapping pictures of the glorious inlaid on the floors and on the walls. The flowers flowed over arches and swirled patterns beneath their feet.
Mr. Sanreap shouted something in Hindi. Robin stood silent. The  echo of the ventilated domes rang through the room making chills race up his back. “Some say that’s the sound of infinity. This is a double dome. The inside one is smaller, so the space between them creates an echo chamber.”
Mr. Sanreap marched them down the corridor and pointed out the only thing that was not symmetric:  the king’s tomb. “He was not to be buried here, but in a similar structure in black across the river. His son was against further spending and stopped the construction by placing his father underarrest. Some say it’s because he wanted to be king. When the displaced king died they laid his body to rest down here.”
“At least he’s with his beloved.” Josh smiled at Robin, making Robin’s heart flip.
Mr. Sanreap caught the moment and coughed.
Robin asked, “I read something about the number twenty-two?”
“Yes, the building is built on twenty-two deep wells to protect the building against earth quakes. There are twenty-two steps leading to the entrance of the building. There are twenty-two spires, and the same number of years to build. It was said to be the queen’s favorite number.”                                                                                                                     *************************
On the plane to Khajurado to visit the erotic temples, Robin leaned over to Josh. “I’ve been practicing yoga.”
“I know. You’re very bendy.” Josh’s tone gave Robin sinful ideas of how his lover might want to see him demonstrate his flexiblity.
“Well, I want to try some of the poses.”
“Yoga poses?”
“Kind of, but more like this one.” Robin opened his book on the Western temples and pointed to a picture. One person looked like an opposite down cross and the other the guy’s straddled the other man’s ass and fucked downward.
“Okay?” Josh stared at Robin.
“This is similar to the Halasana position.” Robin huffed and pulled out his phone. He called up a picture of the yoga move, hoping to wipe the clueless expression off of Josh’s face with information. “The plough position.”
“Um?”
Robin zoomed in on a black-clad man with his toes behind his head. His tight butt was in the air. Robin wanted to offer his ass up to Josh like that.
He held his phone next to the guidebook’s picture from the erotic temple. “See. I wouldn’t extend my arms like this. But it’s almost the same.”
“And you can do this? It doesn’t hurt your neck?” Josh’s face was still scrunched up. His lips pursed to one side then the other.
“I’m bendy. It doesn’t hurt, only gives a good stretch.” Robin had practiced for months, and finally he became limber enough to attempt the sex position. But being able to replicate the position after seeing the stone relief of the position was his prize.
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“The temples were built between 950 and 1050 AD. They were spread over 20 kilometers.” Mr. Sanreap stated.
“How many were there?” Josh asked as they mounted the stairs of another structure.
“There were at least 85 but now only 20 remain. The complex is now only six kilometers. The temples were dedicated to the Jain and Hindi. This temple is one of the six dedicated to Shiva and his consorts.”
The positions and his consorts contorted themselves in were impressive. Ah, there’s the relief. Robin bee-lined over to it and snapped a number of close-up pictures of the position he wanted to replicate.
“Come let me show you the only remaining temple for Genasha. He’s the Lord of success.”
“Isn’t he the one who lost his head because his father came home and thought he was his mother’s lover?” Robin sympathized with having an uncontrollable parental figure.
“Yes, and his father found an elephant first and took his head for Genasha.” Mr. Sanreap led them to the next temple. The elephant God was carved in relief on every wall of the temple.
Josh took a sip of water. “He’s the God whose writing was so important he broke off his own tusk to complete it.”
“You have seen most of the temples.” Mr. Sanreap looked at his phone. “It has reached 42C.”
Robin stepped back into the shade of the building and did a quick conversation. “That’s like 107 degrees Fahrenheit.”
“Wow.” Josh handed him a water bottle from the stockpile Mr. Sanreap gave them yesterday.
Robin drank.
Mr. Sanreap used a hanky to wipe the sweat off his brow. “I can take you shopping in town.”
“Oh um…” Robin hesitated.
“Or I’ll drop you at the hotel and you can have a rest.”
“A rest would be nice. It’s really hot.” And Robin was hard in anticipation.
After a short drive back to the hotel, they jumped out of the car. The man said, “I would return at 4:30.  The temples are open until sundown, so we would have a couple of hours to go through some must sees.”
Robin hurried Josh past the concierge.
Once in the room considerably less luxury than their last accomodations, Robin breathed a sigh of relief.  A picture window offered a magnificent view of the erotic temples. The bellman had assured them that with binoculars they could see the carvings in detail.
Robin barely spared the view an appreciative glance as he rushed into the bathroom. He took a thorough but quick shower and stepped out as Josh finished undressing.
“Aw. I thought I’d join you.” Josh’s octave lowered and hinted getting clean hadn’t been his agenda.
“I’ll be waiting for you in the bedroom.” Robin batted his eyelashes as he turned on his heel and exited the bathroom.
Robin put the do not disturb sign on the door and ensured the double bolt lock was engaged. He did some basic stretches. He took the extra blanket out of the closet and folded it evenly to give himself a little padding between himself and the floor.
He lay down on his back, tucked his knees into the chest, raised his pelvis and lower back up off the floor, and straightened his legs. The position gave a nice stretch as he brought his feet behind his head.
“Lovely.” Josh’s voice broke into the calm Robin had sunk into.
“Thank you.” Robin wigged his ass as much as the position allowed.
It was enough.
“Fuck.” Josh stumbled to his shaving kit and pulled out a bottle of lubricant.
Robin quipped, “The idea was you fuck me. But I’ll happily do you after.”
Josh patted Robin’s vulnerable ass a little harder than necessary, but not as hard as Robin wanted. “Do you think it’s the best time for wisecracks?”
“I think it’s certainly time to focus on cracks.” He hoped Josh would take the hint. He could hold this position for a long time but he had limits.
Josh whacked Robin’s butt, kneeled, and leaned in to lick him. Holy Heavens. That was intense. Maybe it was all the blood to Robin’s head, but wow.
Everything Robin wanted was a bit out of his reach, so with his hands he shifted Josh closer. Yes. Josh belonged in his mouth. He sucked.
Josh moaned and the vibrations were delicious. He used his tongue to enter Robin, but not deep enough. Josh nuzzled and worshipped him, but Robin had to have more. He tried to communicate by sucking harder, but that only made Josh groan, creating more shock waves of sensation.
Robin slapped Josh’s ass. Josh chuckled. “Yes, Master Robin. I’ll get on with it.”
Okay, he was topping from the bottom, or whatever position he was in, but Robin might die if he didn’t get more of Josh immediately.
Josh drew out of Robin’s mouth and stood up.  He squirted gel into his hand and Robin could hear Josh stroke lube his cock as he circled around him.
“I’m sorry but…” His words were lost as Josh teased him with his wet fingers and dipped inside. He tried to readjust his pose to get more insertion, but it was impossible. He was ready. “Argh, not enough. More, Josh.”
Josh straddled his ass and breached him.
Robin’s breath caught. “So deep.”
Instantly Josh withdrew. “You okay?”
He wished he could have a video of this or a mirror so he could watch Josh, Robin gasped,  “Ride me.”
There was hesitation in Josh’s penetration. After a few times Josh pulled out, added more slick, and faced away from Robin. He pushed his cock down into Robin that way.
Oh! The angle was a bit different. Robin wasn’t sure if he liked it, and before he could decide Josh pulled out. “Check. Now slowly roll yourself out of this position.”
“What? Um, okay.” Robin exhaled, released his legs, and laid flat. Josh hadn’t come, and he certainly didn’t as his cock throbbed in complaint. “Didn’t you like it?”
“It was interesting. But I’ve rather look into your eyes as I take you.”
“Oh, where are we going?”
“Wisecracks?” Josh gave him an exaggerated frown.
“No, only empty ones.” Robin kept a straight face for about six seconds before giggling.
Josh parted Robin’s thighs and slid back home.
“Ahhhh, that’s better.” Robin exhaled.
Josh leaned down and sealed his mouth over Robin’s. Enlightenment struck.
When the kiss ended they both whispered what they both knew well before the enlightenment of India, “Together. Always. Forever.”

Happy Holidays

HAPPY HOLIDAY!!!!!I hope you are having a wonderful December and are looking forward to 2015!!!!

I appreciate all of your love and support for the last year as I re-wrote The Dark Angels. Much love to Rocky Ridge Books for their guidance, assistance and editing!!!!!

The Dark Angels is not over. As many of you know I don't END series so this is not the last of The Dark Angels. And I've been threatened by a number of you to hurry up and get Angel Luv and Darius Stone past their happy for now ending. I can say I was recently shown how that evolves. I have the notes.

There will be 3 more free reads to insert between each of books to flesh them out.


2015 PlansGood intentions pave the way to Hell.

It is my hope to get Entwined: Lock & Key (Zack's story) which is the first book in my new BDSM series back into the world. The book will begin its' wind through my critique partners and I hope to submit it by March.

Viking Haven: The Craving is in process and I hope to launch it into my critique partners by March.

March will be a decision point for me. I will either begin work on Smoke & Mirrors the second book of The Ladyboy Chronicles or Club Zombie 3: Zombies Suck. I have notes on both books and I'll see which one is ready for the next step first. (I hope to have both of them written in 2015.)

I will have notes and direction for the next Made in China: The Temple of Heaven by the end of the year.

I'm excited. I know this is a slow writing schedule to some but I live with the characters. I want to give you everything I can. I will be beta/critiquing for my partners as well as being the attentive love slave.

Have a wonderful New Year!!!!

Big hugs,
Z. Allora

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FREE READ

Greetings my Pretty ones!!!!!

All The Dark Angels are back into the world except Happy Holidays which re-releases on Dec 23, 2014. Each book had about 5 sets of eyes on it assisting me in getting what was in my head onto the page so if you read it the first time around you might enjoy the changes. About 25-30,000 words were added to each story: Angel's POV and a number of scenes were added.

If you purchased e-books from Amazon you can receive the updated edition for free. There is no way to officially do that with the other book sellers. However, my goal is not to make money off of a re-release that you've already paid so please contact me so we can figure out what to do. (Yes, of course I trust you.)

I have a small present for you. Look (glance, peer, dart your gaze) up to the left hand corner of my blog. Well done! Do you see: FREE READ. That's where you will find: Angel & Dare's Yaoi-lick-ous Adventure. It's a short and fits in between With Wings & Tied Together.  It was based on some of my own experiences at a Yaoi Con I went to in 2010.

Keep in mind  The Dark Angels are written in the yaoi-style. This means a tad over-the-top (but then again hot rockers usually are larger than life.). I find their world delightful and fun so join me if you'd like to play with them.

I hope you are all having a wonderful holiday season.

Hugs, Z.

Isn’t Ladyboy A Bad Word?

In the Thailand the words: ladyboy & kathoey are something many aspire to become. Transgender is a new and Western word. It’s not in popular use.
My opinion on this matter is based on a small sample of women I’ve spoken to over the course of 10 years on about 5 trips to Bangkok & a single trip to Pattaya (Ladyboy capital of the World). Many of the ladyboys I’ve talked with have a different agenda than most Western Trans women I’ve met.
Ladyboys want to sparkle, glitter and shine. They strive to be noticed and want to be appreciated.
What Does The Term Ladyboy Mean?
Someone born as a male who either desires to be or wishes to look female. Some ladyboys want to have full affirmation surgery to remove any trace of maleness while others revel in the dichotomy of retaining their original parts and energy.
Whether they need or want full affirmation surgery is up to them. But some women decide to wait on surgery so they can maintain their employment as a ladyboy in the clubs. Many clubs fire women who have had affirmation surgery (top and bottom surgery) because they no longer fit the definition of ladyboy (having breasts and a penis).
How Can You Tell A Ladyboy From A Woman?
Ladyboys are women… I want to say period end of story but that won’t foster understanding.
Some articles will tell you to rely on physical markers: height, larger hands and feet, large breasts and gorgeous appearance. But for me the shell of our bodies rarely tell us anything about the person. I tend to look beyond to the essence of the person. The ladyboys I met and watched perform have an energy that was magical. They embraced both their male and female energies. Some allowed both to reside within them and in others the male energy has vanished. But within any group there are individuals so you can’t paint everyone with the same brush.
In Illusions & Dreams I shared two characters both of whom could be seen as ladyboys from the standpoint of Thai culture (if not the club rules). Boon-nam is all girl. She’s sweet and adorable to the extreme. Boon-nam craved affirmation surgery (complete top and bottom surgery). Her outside needed to match her inside so she could live a happy and full life. Her best friend Lalana is completely different. She is elegant and feminine but she retained all of her parts and resisted any suggestion of surgery beyond breast augmentation. On occasion she allows the small part of her that retains male energy to come out. She enjoys using her strength to pin her lover against the wall and at times in her own mind she thinks of her clitoris in male terms. She’s proud to be a ladyboy and won’t be changed by anyone.

Trans-oriented
People have sexualized ladyboys and sadly still do. It’s not surprising people hesitate to say they fancy ladyboys or someone who is transgender over the cisgendered (someone who is the gender matches their body).  People automatically assume the person is looking to get off on someone they fetishize. The censure someone who is trans-oriented receives almost guarantees to lock him or her into a closet where only his or her baser needs can be fulfilled. Some people are simply attracted to individuals who find this unique dichotomy of male and female energy. And yes there’s a sexual component to being trans-oriented the same way there is to being gay, straight, bi but as with any orientations that’s not the only enticement to find someone who calls to you.
I hope we open the trans-oriented closet door soon. The more we accept ourselves and others… the happier this world will be. 
In case you want to have some Bangkok adventures yourself without getting on a plane you might try: 


                                  Illusions & Dreams (Book #1 of The Ladyboy Chronicles) 

Hugs, Z.

Interview With The Stars of Illusions & Dream The #1 Ladyboy Show in Bangkok

Interview with Lalana and Boon-nam
Z.: Thanks so much for joining me. I’m very excited to share you both with the world.
Boon-nam: I’m excited to be shared!!!
Lalana: Boon-nam!
Boon-nam: Ohhhh La-la you know what I mean.  Geez, we are here to talk about Z.’s new book…. Which I star in um with you of course…
Z.: Um… I’m supposed to be interviewing you guys. Tell me a little about yourselves.
Boon-nam: I’m a girl!!! (giggles erupt)
Z.: Through and through.
Lalana: Even when Boon-nam was little she was always a little girl.
Boon-nam: Though my father tried to beat the female out of me.  I pretended to be a boy for a couple of years but I wasn’t…
Lalana: (puts an arm around her cherished friend) Shhhh, butterfly. That’s why we left and went to Bangkok.
Boon-nam: (sniffs) Anyway, I LOVE Bangkok especially Pat Pong.
Lalana: (gasps) Boon!
Boon-nam: La-la don’t be a stick in the mud. I LOVE my friends in Pat Pong.
Lalana: You go to bad places there.
Boon-nam: Tsk! They are great places… especially in back. (Her eyes glitter) Z. knows what I’m talking about… You’ve been to those places…
Z.: (can’t help but smile) Yup. There’s a wonderful freedom if you can ignore the seedier side of Pat Pong.
Lalana: How is that possible? It’s sex, sex, SEX!
Boon-nam: (shrugs) Soooo sex is great.
Lalana: Oh sweetie! You don’t know. Not always…
Z.: Lalana I take it you’ve had some bad experiences?
Lalana: Yes. A number of men didn’t believe me when I said I would never have surgery down below.
Z.: This is actually one of the reasons I kept both of your love stories together but I wanted people to understand just because you are transgender doesn’t mean you need to express it in the same way.
Boon-nam: I’m all girl!!! I couldn’t stand that thing between my legs before it was awful. I tried not to touch it… it wasn’t part of me.
Lalana: (tucks a curl behind Boon-nam’s ear) I’m so glad your affirmation surgery was successful but not everyone’s is…
Boon-nam: (nodding) It wasn’t easy. I had an infection, then numbness and a lot of pain… and no fun. But things are much better now. (Her mega watt smile almost blinds me shines out from her).
Lalana: I knew I wanted top surgery, you know my breasts enhanced and I wanted to be on hormones but I don’t have an issue with my lower half. My parts may look a little different from the average woman but I’m keeping everything as it is and if a man doesn’t get that then that’s his problem.
Boon-nam: (pats Lalana hand) That’s right besides they were creepy! You need a nice man.
Lalana: I need no man. Z. do you think you’ll ever be able to know feel uncomfortable with the word: Ladyboy?
Z.: No… in the West it’s a term that sexualizes the person in a negative way.
Lalana: Well just remember here in Thailand we aspire to the title and hold it with pride.
Z.: I know but it’s hard. Words matter and I don’t want anyone hurt by the misuse or misunderstanding of how the term is used.
Lalana: sighs
Boon-nam: It’s okay. I was never a ladyboy I was just a girl in waiting… and now… TA-Da! (She rises spins and does a high kick)
Z.: (OMG I LOVE Boon-nam!!!!) Nice!!!  Anyway, I had an amazing time in the book going through Bangkok with you ladies. It’s one of my favorite cities.
Boon-nam: You did everything we did didn’t you.
Z.: Yup, I was even bit by a baby tiger.
Boon-nam: (rubs her shoulder and glares) You didn’t have to make me so delicious!
Z.: Sorry… it did hurt didn’t it?
Boon-nam: I forgive you because you let me drag Jake into the back room and have my way with him.
Lalana: SHHHHHH… none of that it’s time for practice.
Z.: Thank you and I hope you ladies have a great show tonight.
Lalana: Happy Release date on Monday Nov 17th 2014!!!!

Illusions & Dreams Blurb:Randy Camster failed at being married. His life now centers around work, TV sports, and listening to his friend Jake complain about how Randy’s lack of a sex life will be the downfall of mankind. Not true! Well, not totally. He’s just never understood the fascination with sex until… ladyboy performer Lalana Dulyarat shimmies into his world via an Internet ad for Thailand tourism.

Jake O’Neil’s open pansexuality yields him interesting bedmates, but he’s never chased after the mythical illusion of love. He focuses on others, like his best friend Randy, who needs a Bang-Cock vacation. Finding an adorable little imp named Boon-nam wasn’t on the itinerary. Gay, straight, and undecided, Jake has had ‘em all, but never a virgin aching to take a walk on the kinky side after having her affirmation surgery. Talk about pressure. And what’s with everyone warning him not to break her heart? His is the one in danger.


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Why I Originally Published My Hot Rockers

One of my Facebook Pretties asked me what my motivation and inspiration was for writing With Wings. In 2009, I was sitting in China devoid of uncensored news except for Internet snippets and The Daily Show. There was a story about Adam Lambert kissing his male keyboard player. It resulted in Adam Lambert losing some booking spots on talk shows and the like.

The hardcore feminist in me was incensed. This was sexist! Madonna and Brittany made out onstage in 2003. No outrage there, only a short duration bump in their fame. It was just wrong to have a double standard and it smacked with homophobia.

I made a study as Adam Lambert’s Glam Nation tour as it played across the USA. He sings one song Fever and at the beginning of the song he either kissed the bass player or didn’t. You could literally map how accepting the state based on the action onstage. It was a barometer for homophobia. I followed the band through Europe and Asia via youku.com (Asia’s answer to YOUTUBE).

When the band got to Malaysia, I was horrified by the protests. People were out in the streets condemning Adam Lambert for promoting homosexuality. I realize Malaysia is a very religious country; its laws are in keeping with Sharia law. This means homosexuality is punishable by canings, imprisonment and fines. Public kissing is strictly forbidden.

But I raged for days at the unfairness. I kept staring at a document on my laptop inspired by the ‘what ifs’. What if a singer was attracted to one of his band mate’s? What if one of them had been ‘straight’ up until that point? The ‘what if’s chased around my brain until: What if I could share the idea that EVERYONE deserved a happily ever after. What if it helped one person accept same sex relationships? What if I shared the half-written story on my computer?

I finished With Wings and it was published. However, after writing a few books, regaining my English (living overseas stole my words) and being mentored by some wonderful writers, I felt compelled to return to these characters. I spent the last year re-writing the entire series. My labor of love added about 30,000 words, Angel’s point of view and new scenes to With Wings. I hope you enjoy it.

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The Dark Angels

Here's the new picture reflective of the new covers. PL Nunn did a beautiful job!!! I'm THRILLED by them!!!! 

Hugs, Z.