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Hey everyone! LOL, today seems to be a busy day! I'm over at Brilliant Disguise interviewing about the Reluctant Romance anthology!



My story is called Changing his Mind. That's the picture that prompted the story. :) The guy in that just looks so lonely, doesn't he? That's my Zane from the book. And he is *very* shy, but for good reason.


Please stop by Tali's blog and say hi!
~M

Manga and Romance Blog Hop

First off let me say a big thank you to everyone that joined over the weekend, and for all the comments! Wow, I wasn’t expecting such a great turn-out—you guys rock. I’m thrilled, tickled, and awed! I hope you new guys hang out and enjoy my blog. I try to make it interesting and fun. :)


Um, the regulars can tell ya I’m a *little* flighty lol. *Big grin* But hey, it sure makes for some interesting posts LOLOLOL!!! I never know what silliness awaits me around the next corner. :) --------->Yes, I'm a cat person lol. I'll have to fill y'all in on Kitty-Kitty some other time. It's a good example of the odd things that happen to me!

Okay, now for what everyone is tapping their foot and waiting for me to get to! *hehe* I put the names in a hat and let the kiddo draw one out. Yes, I really used a hat lol. And the winner of the Reluctant Romance Anthology is...
Linda
Linda, I'll be emailing you soon. :) ~M

The Harvest Foursome

“I promise, Dale. I won’t do nothin’ to ruin this.” For a second Cielo, not Colt, stared at me. 
“Okay,” I said. “Okay.” 
“Up on the bed, Colt.” Ti slapped Colt’s ass again. “Dale, lay on your back with your head near the edge of the bed and let Colt climb over you.” 
“I’m gonna sixty-nine ya,” Colt leered at me. 
Colt covered my body. He was as well endowed as Keyno, just as long and thick. I nibbled around the head of Colt’s dick, my first taste of him, then ran my tongue over the head. He trembled as I let his cock slip farther into my mouth. Colt began to thrust his hips, face fucking me. Soon I realized I had the perfect view of Ti’s fingers buried in Colt’s ass.  
Ti peeled Colt open with two fingers, working them in as Colt grunted from the penetration, then moaned as I sucked harder. Torn between pleasure and pain Colt’s body stiffened as Ti twisted and turned his fingers, working them deeper into Colt’s ass rubbing his hot spot. Precum was dribbling down my chin Colt was so turned on. 
“Fuck,” Colt whispered as I rolled his balls. 
Ti removed his fingers, added more lube, and rammed three fingers into Colt who again groaned as Ti worked his fingers in and out of his ass. I let Colt’s dick slip out of my mouth for a second while I watched Ti fuck Colt’s ass with his fingers.  
“Fuck him harder,” I said quietly.  
“Then help me, little one,” Ti said. “Help push my fingers into his slutty ass.” 
I cut his eyes up at Ti, then slowly worked my arm between Colts spread legs. I reached up and wrapped my hand around Ti’s thick wrist. I ‘helped’ Ti push his fingers in as far as they could go. Ti pulled his fingers out, and slid my hand into his. Two of my fingers and two of Ti’s pushed back into Colt’s ass.  
“Oh shit, he’s so hot and tight,” I whispered as Colt moaned. 
“His fingers are in you, Colt, along with mine. Like it?” Ti asked as he shoved our fingers in harder. 
“Yah…yah…” Colt moaned.   
We fucked Colt for several minutes, his cries of pleasure and pain making me wiggle under him. Ti released my fingers and I grasped his wrist again. Then he folded his thumb in and slipped his hand up to his wrist inside Colt’s ass. 
Colt swore loudly in a mixture of Spanish and English as I gasped in amazement. His body quivered over me as his angry, swollen dick swung in front of my face. I managed to catch his swinging cock in my mouth. I sucked Colt while helping Ti fist Colt. 
“How about we even things up a bit, Colt?” Keyno asked as he crawled on the bed. 
I moaned softly as a hot, wet mouth swallowed my dick, taking it straight back to a tight throat. My hips bucked as Keyno purred around my dick. Just as thing were getting good, he pulled off and I whimpered at the loss. Keyno ran his scratchy tongue along my shaft making my legs tremble and I grunted around Colt’s dick. Arching up against Colt, I buried his dick farther down my throat. Colt moaned deeply. Keyno got me good and wet, then held my dick straight up.  
“Want to help me with this?” Keyno asked Colt.  
“Oh fuck, oh fuck… si!” Colt gasped from Ti’s hand buried up his ass and my lips clamped around his dick. 
Colt slammed his mouth down on my dick, sucking frantically while Keyno used that scratchy tongue on my balls. Having both my dick and balls played with was more than I could handle. My hips arched off the bed, and my legs tried to jerk closed. Keyno’s hair wrapped around my knees and pulled my legs back open. Colt raised his head and stared at the hair that moved on its own. 
“Hell,” Colt hissed. “Pussycat, that’s fuckin’ awesome! Keep them legs spread open for us.” 
I moaned around the dick in my mouth as Keyno’s hair forced my legs wide. Keyno paused, checking to see if I was okay, making sure things weren’t too much for me. Seeing me trying to thrust my angry dick into Colt’s mouth, Keyno grinned.  
He wet his fingers and thrust two of them inside my twitching hole. Colt returned to sucking me, driving me right back to the edge. I screamed around the dick in my mouth as he slammed his fingers in deep, rubbing my prostate.
“Yeah, suck that dick, Colt,” Keyno said as he watched Colt choke on my dick. Keyno nuzzled my balls. “Make him scream around your dick, drive him crazy… make him beg. Maybe we should do to him what’s being done to you, hmmm? Dale’s never been fisted.” 
Shaking my head frantically my teeth scraped Colt’s dick. 
Keyno’s word and my actions did Colt in. Suddenly Colt pulled off, and raised his head, gasping.  
“No more, I’m fuckin’ close!” 
Ti immediately stopped fisting him. Colt froze over me, breath wheezing in and out of his lungs as he fought for control. His body shivered and his muscles flexed rapidly. Sweat covered his body.  
I lay quietly watching as Colt fought his body. The dick in front of my face was twitching and angry looking. Colt was balanced on the thin edge of desire, and I could see that he was fighting for control, fighting and losing the battle. 
“Ti…”Colt cried weakly. 
Seeing that Colt stopped as he was told, but was losing the battle anyway, Ti tugged hard on Colt’s balls bringing his orgasm to a standstill. Colt grunted but stayed still, his body backing away from the edge.
“You got control now?” Ti asked.
“Yah.” Colt rested his head on my stomach. “Sorry, Ti.” 
“Understandable.” Ti eased his hand out of Colt. “You did good, mate. If Keyno is agreeable you can have Dale first.” 
“If Dale is okay with it,” Keyno said. 
Colt crawled off and lay down next to me. “Dale?” 
“O-okay.” 
“You sure?” Ti asked. 
I took a deep breath and faced Colt. “You’ll stop if I need you to stop?” 
“Yah, Precioso, you have my word,” Colt said. “Where I’m from if your word ain’t worth nothing then neither are you. My word is good.”  
“Then yes. All three of you at once is a bit overwhelming,” I laughed lightly. “Can you guys break me in a bit more slowly?” 
Keyno leaned over and kissed me hard on the lips. “We’ll be happy to—break you—more slowly, chosen. You and Colt have fun. Ti and I will stay and watch though. 
Ti and Keyno moved to a sitting area across from us. 
Colt ran his hand over my hair. “You test my control in ways that scare me, Dale. Very few times have I had to ask Ti for help stoppin’ an orgasm. Once I get inside you, I’m gonna come soon. I’m already damn close to done.” 
“Then take me fast and hard. Fuck me, Colt.” 
“Ya sure ‘bout that?” 
I kissed Colt, and stuck my tongue down his throat. When we separated Colt was breathing hard and I was grinning for once. “I’m sure. Little bits of pain with lots of pleasure, remember?” 
“Yah, I remember.” 
I pulled my knees up to my chest, and wrapped my hands around my knees, legs spread wide. “Like this—I need to see your face. I want to see your eyes as you slide into me, when you take me for the first time.” 
“Ah Dale.” Colt looked at my body before his, so open so… vulnerable. “Talk like that will make me shoot ‘fore I get in ya good.” 
~TBC

Manga & Romance Blog Hop

Hey guys! Over this weekend the Manga and Romance Blog Hop will be taking place. I’m really excited to be taking part in this hop. To hop from one blog to another use the highlighted link above.
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I found yaoi a couple of years ago, but really didn't know what I had found. I don’t know much about it, but what little bit I do know, I enjoy. Now, gay romance I know lol. Frankly, I love reading and writing about M/M. The hotter the story, the better lol. When I found the genre several years ago I fell in love and, as they say, the rest was history. 

I ran across a site called Literotica.com and stumbled across all the different sections they offered. On a whim I clicked to Gay Male. Oh my God, what rock had I been hiding under all these years??? The first author I read knocked my socks off. She was great, and some of you my know her—Pelaam. Then I went exploring and what a gold mine I had found.  After reading for a while I had to try my hand at writing a gay male love story. Which I did at Literotica. Okay, so I didn't have a clue what I had gotten myself into lol. Writing was SO much harder than I though. There was so much I didn't know! Well I learned, made mistakes, and learned some more. I made a bunch of friends, practiced writing, got good feedback, and still learn more lol.

During my first story on Literotica called Darkness Awaits, I found I really *liked* writing nonhuman. I focused on that for a while, then got a wild hair and wrote Priceless for a Valentine Day's contest at Literotica. Well, I didn't place, but know what? I liked writing about two normal guys just as much lol. Of course Cupid had something to say about me writing nonhuman for long, the imp.


After a while I took the plunge. I gathered up my nerve and published something. Thank God I stumbled across Literotica!  
Contest for my Blog:1) Join my blog, or let me know if you’re already a member.
2) Just comment. It can be about anything. Tell why you like M/M or Manga, what you read lately, or recommand a good book. If you join my blog (or have joined already) and comment, I’m offering a prize to the winner - The Reluctant Romance Anthology that just came out. If you happen to have it, we'll do something else. :)Now… all comments are entered in the grand prize giveaway regardless if you joined my blog or not.
3) Leave an email address. Please remember to do this. Without an email addy I can't send you your prize! :)


The more you hop and comment, the better chance you have of winning the grand prize lol! *Wink, wink.* On the 25th I'll announce on my blog the winner and email them.~M

Reluctant Romance Anthology

Yay! The Wednesday Briefers have released another anthology! *Rubs hands* and I'm in this one lol.



Reluctant Romance-Guys and Guys

Sometimes true love is reluctant to blossom and needs a little bit of coaxing in order to come out. But a strong will and a heart filled with determination will triumph every time!

This is a multi-author M/M anthology from the writers of Wednesday Briefs, who bring you prompt induced Flash fiction every Wednesday. Bigger Briefs is an anthology we began to showcase our slightly bigger... er, briefs lol. The authors of the Bigger Briefs present to you these m/m tales of lovers who just need a gentle prod to push them into the relationship they’ve been yearning for.
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The Stories:

The Teacher's Seduction - AJ Jarrett Kale Noble is enjoying his first teaching assignment until he meets the man of his dreams who just so happens to be one of his students. Kale is at war with himself with what is right and what he wants and a flirtatious Dorian doesn’t make it any easier. Will Kale’s since of duty keep these two apart or will Dorian be able to worm his way past Kale’s barriers?
Missing Love - Sara York Brad is heartbroken when long term lover Rick leaves him. His friend Thomas does all he can to care for him and make him feel better but will he also be able to win Brad's stubborn heart?
Operation Seducing Jayden - MC Houle A married couple must convince their sexy neighbor to give them a chance at love.  
Changing His Mind - MA Church Zane’s so gorgeous, but he’s heartbreakingly shy, and Neil despairs at ever getting more than two words from the man, much less anything else. Discovering that they share a mutual interest in a m/m novelist is a start, perhaps to better things. Zane’s been burned before, so badly, he never wants to let anyone in, ever again. But he’s beginning to learn that the self-confident and sexy Neil doesn’t understand the meaning of the word no. When you’re caught between a rock and a hard place, is it possible to meet somewhere in between, and see what might develop?
Skye Blue - Nephylim The trouble with the internet is that you never really know who's behind the name on the screen. When Sam gets drawn in by his friend's obsession he soon finds that nothing is quite as it seems. 
Laying the Foundation - Lily Sawyer As an architect, Chester Jones loves seeing his drawings come to life. He enjoys his solitary life in the mountains of Colorado, close enough to Denver to see clients but far enough away to bask in Mother Nature’s glory. The last thing he wants or needs is love—been there, done that. Why would he choose to put himself through that kind of pain again? Jesse Waters is a top-notch surgeon in Denver. He wants to build a getaway in the country, and for that he needs an architect. Enter Chester Jones. Jesse’s willing, but Chester’s reluctant—between them, can they build something more than a dream house?
Lamb to the Slaughter -Julie Lynn Hayes Elliot Lamb has crushed on Roy Slaughter ever since they started working together, but he's never had the nerve to make the first move. Now, with the help of his best friend, Tony Fox, he's gonna take a chance, even if it means going back to nature to do it!
* * * *  There is a M/F anthology and I'll post the excerpts as soon as I can.

Reluctant Romance - Guys and Girls
Multi-author M/F anthology from the writers of Wednesday Briefs, who bring you prompt induced Flash fiction every Wednesday. Bigger Briefs is an anthology we began to showcase our slightly bigger briefs. Er, flash fiction. We invite you to take the journey with us! Sometimes true love is reluctant to blossom and needs a little bit of coaxing in order to come out. But a strong will and a heart filled with determination will triumph every time! The authors of the Bigger Briefs present to you these m/f tales of lovers who just need a gentle prod to push them into the relationship they’ve been yearning for.

Interview with Sam Singer

Hey everyone! Today I have Sam Singer with me. So come on in, pull up a chair and pick out a drink, lol. We're going to have some fun!

Today I'm highlighting her book Beholding Beauty. The release date is June 27th by Dreamspinner.



Sam Singer first discovered her love of writing in grade school,and it’s an affair that has continued to grow and flourish. She dabbled in traditional romance before finding her one true love: male/male erotica and romance.

When not writing about beautiful men getting hot and sweaty, she works part time as a librarian and enjoys baseball, feeding her caffeine addiction, and watching classic movies. She lives in a small town in the Midwest and is owned by her fickle Muse and insane cat, and she wouldn’t have it any other way.




http://www.dreamspinnerpress.com/store/product_info.php?products_id=3048

Blurb:
Craig Ryan’s modeling dreams crashed and burned on the streets of LA. Still, a man has to eat, and the escort biz pays well, and the sex isn’t bad. Actually, Craig enjoys his new job and benefits. That is, until a client called Dee hires him. Dee is a mystery. He keeps his face hidden and prohibits touching, even when touching his mouthwatering body becomes Craig’s fantasy.

Falling for a customer was never in Craig’s plans. But wrapped inside Dee’s peculiar requirements, there’s a sense of loneliness and pain that strikes deep within Craig, awakening his own need for something more—something with a future beyond one-night stands..
Excerpt:  
The elevator stopped and opened directly into the luxurious penthouse; it was huge with an open floor plan, elegantly furnished, and smelled faintly of sandalwood and leather. The kitchen gleamed with top-of-the-line chrome appliances. There was a nicely sized, but not ostentatious, LCD television to the left of a fireplace surrounded by built-in mahogany bookcases crammed full of books. The floors were gleaming hardwood with beautiful, intricate Persian rugs here and there. On the coffee table was an array of magazines—Time, Newsweek, Men’s Health, GQ, The Advocate, and Details—along with a book of erotic male photography. The entire west wall was made up of floor-to-ceiling windows that provided a spectacular view of the city at sunset, and there standing in front of them, looking out, had to be his client.
He was big, not overweight, but tall, lean, and most likely muscular if the broad shoulders were anything to go by. His hair was to his shoulders, dark, brown probably, and thick. He looked to be impeccably dressed in dark slacks and shirt—silk, Craig guessed. Despite a couple of years in the escort business and being plenty jaded, Craig was intrigued. He wished the man would turn around. He’d love to see if the front was as appealing as the back.


“I’m Craig,” Craig said evenly.  

“I’m Dee,” his client said in a deep voice, not turning to face Craig. 

Craig took a few uncertain steps closer. “I hope I’m what you wanted.”

“You’re fine,” his client replied shortly.

Craig frowned and his brows knitted together in puzzlement. How could he think Craig was fine when he hadn’t even turned to look at him? The first tendrils of unease began to unfurl inside him. This guy was big, strong, and could easily overpower Craig. Not that Craig was a slouch, but he didn’t have the muscle mass his client seemed to under his expensive clothes, and this guy was at least three inches taller than him.

There was a low mechanical hum, and the curtains began to close over the windows, shutting out the weak light from the setting sun. A second later the television clicked on.

“Have a seat, Craig,” Dee said, motioning to the overstuffed suede sofa.

Craig swallowed and nodded even though Dee couldn’t see. He sank down into the plush sofa but kept Dee in his line of sight. The curtains closed completely, and the only light came from the glow of the television and the dim recessed lights in the kitchen. Craig didn’t like this, didn’t like not being able to see his client, not being able to judge his reactions.
“Do you have a favorite genre of film?” his client asked, moving away from the windows and over to sit beside Craig. Craig looked over at Dee but couldn’t really make out any facial features because of the dim lighting, and Dee’s hair was obscuring his face. It didn’t exactly make Craig feel better about this situation.
Drop by and say hi to Sam at : http://sam-singer.livejournal.com/

http://samanthasinger.blogspot.com/

https://www.facebook.com/samsinger67

Now for the fun part, lol. *Rubs hands together* The questions:


~When did you first realize you wanted to be a writer?

As soon as I could string sentences together enough to make stories. I would always be writing in my free time in elementary school and on through high school. Other kids would look at me like I had two heads and ask “why?” I’d be like… “Because I like it”. That always got interesting looks. I guess other kids couldn’t understand why I would want to do something that resembled an assignment for class, but for me writing was fun.



~ You’re marooned on a small island with one person and one item of your choice—who is that person and what item do you have? 



I would want survivalist Bear Grylls with me on that island. With Bear I know I’m gonna eat, have shelter, and damn well survive! As for what I’d want with me? I’d have to say a copy of Nightmares and Dreamscapes by Stephen King. It is a huge short story collection and has some of my favorite stories in it. So while Bear is off fishing for food or building a raft or whatever, I’d be reading . : ) 



~How do you come up with a title?

I hate titles! That is usually the last thing I write. I either browse some of my favorite quote sites for sayings that relate to the overall theme of a story or I pick song lyrics that fit.



~Which character caused you most difficulty to write?

The odd thing, characters don’t really give a problem. I always know everything about my characters when I start a story. It makes it easy for me to concentrate on the overall plot because I don’t have to worry about figuring out my character’s headspace.



~When do you do your best writing… morning, afternoon, evening, night?




I would say the morning. I’m up, I’m alone and I have a fresh, well-rested mind. In the afternoons I’m busy and in the nights I’m too tired.



  


~Out of all the stories you’ve written which one are you most proud of?

I only have 2 published stories so picking between them is hard. But I’m very proud of my new novella Beholding Beauty. It was such an awesome writing experience. The whole plot idea just came to me, complete and total. I bucked my usual tradition of writing out of order and wrote the whole story from beginning to end in a little less than a week.

Writing something that fast was also a new experience for me, new and very satisfying. My previous story Reconnecting was written in an afternoon. That doesn’t mean I’m any less proud of it but it was just a little short slice of life story. Beholding Beauty has a more involved plotline. I hope people enjoy it.



~Do you plan your stories and, if so, to what extent?

Not at all. I write what pops into my head whenever it pops into my head. Most of the time it means my scenes are written out of order and I splice them together as I go. I call it “Franken-writing”.



~How many stories do you work on at any one time?

One. Only and ever one. My poor little brain can only take a limited amount of characters talking to me at the same time.




~ Who’s your favorite horror villain and why?

I’m gonna say, John Kramer, also known as Jigsaw from the Saw franchise. He was scary because he was human and his victims had to make horrific choices to live. To me the human villains are always more frightening than Jason or Freddy, you know? And the creepy puppet on the tricycle helped…along with his deep raspy voice. : )



Okay, lol. I haven't seen the movies from the Saw franchise. And after looking at the pics probably won't!!! I'm not a horror fan... gives me nightmares, lol.


Hope y'all enjoyed meeting Sam! I had fun interviewing her. :) Drop by and give her a yell, guys! And be on the look out for her newest book Beholding Beauty. That cover is great, isn't it?

~M

Wednesday Briefs

Happy Wednesday, guys! Time for another episode of Wednesday Briefs! Things are moving along with Chip and Jason, lol. This week's prompt is: "Hey diddle diddle the cat and the fiddle...." 
or the alternate prompts are: 
sheep, backsliding, forest or
"ten o'clock scholar" or
"Dammit.... I’m a ....., not a ....." 
or
Use any fairy tale reference in your story or title

~I’m using "Dammit.... I’m a ....., not a ....."  



Shadows in the Night Ch 11 
Chip woke in bed. Except for the hall light, the room was dark. And he was alone.
“Son of a bitch. Did I dream the whole thing?” Chip scratched his head. Had he dreamed the sexy guy named Jason, the eerie greenish-yellow eyes and long canines… the sex? His inability to tell a rank stranger no? Had the whole damn thing been nothing more than a… what? A hallucination?
He went to sleep on the couch, he remembered that. Had he moved to the bedroom at some point? Had everything been a figment of his fevered imaginings? What the hell was going on? Had the cougar—
“Shit, I knowI didn’t dream that part!” Jason threw the sheet back, pausing to note he was naked. Okay, not a big deal, he often slept naked. He grabbed a pair of night pants—the same ones he had on this morning, he thought—and stumbled to the kitchen. Was it just this morning he had them on? Jesus Christ, he was so turned around he didn’t know which way was up. An odd clanging caught his attention—it took him a minute to figure out his old coffee pot was on and working.
“Now why the hell is that on?” he mumbled as he walked to the kitchen. “It’s not morning. Or shit, is it? What fucking time is it anyway?”
“It’s time for us to talk.” Jason, sitting at the kitchen table, sipped his coffee. He had redressed in his jeans from yesterday. His long black hair fell in waves to his shoulders.
“Son of a…” Chip grasped his chest and staggered back a step. “Son of a bitch! You’re real! Oh my God, that means yesterday was real. Oh my God!”
Chip kept walking backward, his eyes glued on Jason.
“You seriously aren’t thinking of running, are you?”
That was exactly what Chip was thinking—straight out the door, to the truck, and on. On to anywhere else but there.
“Because I’ll just chase you down, and that will probably end up with us in bed again.”
“You-you… bed! Oh my God! I slept with a man-cougar!” Chip sank his hands in his hair and yanked—hard. “Would you listen to me—to what’s coming out of my mouth? A man-cougar. Is that even a word? Bet it’s not a word. Werecougar maybe? Werecat? Shit! Is that bestiality? Ew.”
“By the Great Spirit.” Jason shook his head. “It’s not bestiality. I was in human form.”
“Oh, well then, what the hell am I freaking out about? You were in human form—human form he says.” Chip had backed himself up into a corner in the kitchen. “Humans are only supposed to have one form, dammit! How many other damn forms you got running around in there? Oh my God, would you listen to me?”
“Chip, have a seat.” Jason motioned to the kitchen chair. “You’re getting hysterical.”
“Getting hysterical?” For some reason that infuriated Chip. “Look you-you… overgrown tom cat, this is my kitchen. Don’t tell me to sit down in my own kitchen! I’ll sit if I damn well want to. And as far as getting hysterical—I had unprotected sex with a-a… you! What the hell ever you are.”
“Dammit Chip, I’m a cougar, not an overgrown tom cat. And… please… sit down before you fall down.”
“I’m good here, thanks just the same.”
Jason sighed, the stood up. “I did say please, mind you.” He stalked across the kitchen to where Chip stood huddled in the corner.
Chip threw his hands out in front of him. “What-what are you doing?”
“Taking matters into my own hands, so to speak.” He winked, then swung Chip into his arms. “Now, let’s sit and talk about this rationally. No more snide comments about what I am.”
“I wasn’t being snide! I really don’t know what the hell you are. And for God sakes, put me down.”
Jason lowered Chip to his feet. “Now sit.”
Chip considered barking, but decided not to push his luck. He flopped down in the kitchen chair, glaring at Jason. “I’m arguing with this guy, who really isn’t a guy, about what type of feline he is. My day can only get better.”
“Oh, I’m a guy, just like you.” Jason caught the look of disbelief on Chips face. “Okay, I’m a bit more, granted. But I feel, see, hurt, and hear just like any mortal man.”
“Ah ha!” Chip slammed his hand down on the kitchen table. “You said mortal man. I heard it, so don’t deny it. You’re not mortal.”
“Of course I’m not mortal.” Jason rolled his eyes. “I never said I was mortal. Hell, I’ve been alive since before the white man showed up on our shores.”
“Holy Mother of God.” Chip resisted the urge to beat his head against the table. “Just how old…? Know what, never mind. I don’t want to know.”
“I’ll put it this way—you won’t find my people in any text book. History has long since forgotten us. According to the white man’s written word, we never existed.”
“You do realize I’m one of those ‘white man’ you keep talking about.”
Jason stood and fixed Chip a cup of coffee with plenty of sugar. “I do know that. It’s a hard habit to break after all this time.”
Chip sipped the coffee, the heat warming him. He realized, after several sips, he was probably shocky. “Thank you.”
“My pleasure. This is a lot to take in, and I haven’t exactly gone about it in the most gentlest of ways. You’re pale, and your hands were shaking. For what I’ve put you through, I’m sorry.” Jason shrugged. “Wouldn’t have changed it, except maybe to take a little more time. But time was my enemy I’m afraid.” 
“That’s about as clear as mud.”

~To be continued.
Until next week y’all. Remember to drop by the other Bloggers!
~M 
Lily Sawyer m/m Victoria Blisse m/fTali m/m
Julie Lynn Hayes m/m

Tuesday and Tattoos

Welcome to Tuesday and Tattoos! I found something interesting while surfing, a little fun fact: A recently done survey suggests that 24 percent of Americans between 18 and 50 are tattooed; that's almost one in four. Two surveys from 2003 suggested just 15 percent to 16 percent of U.S. adults had a tattoo.

Anyway, thought I'd share, lol! Now on to the sexy guys. :)

~M

The Harvest-The Foursome

Keyno raised an eyebrow at me and grinned.  
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, I know—I’d better be more worried about you having mercy,” I said. 
“I was thinking more along the lines of the threeof us.” Keyno winked, then nibbled on my ear.  
“Oh… my… God.” 
Keyno laughed at the wide-eyed look I gave him and placed me on my feet. Facing me, his hands went to my pants and unbuttoned them, allowing my hard dick to spring free.  
“Ah my chosen, you’re hard and leaking,” Keyno purred, the scent of cloves filling the room. 
As Keyno’s hands moved over my body another set of hands—darkly tanned hands—joined Keyno’s and briefly stroked my hard-on.  
“Can’t wait to have that buried down my throat, chokin’ on it.”  
“Oh fuck, Colt,” I whispered. 
“Yah, can’t wait for that, either.” 
Standing behind me Colt helped Keyno pull my shirt off, both sets of hands tweaking my hard nipples. I rested my head against Colt’s shoulder as they undressed me, lingering over each patch of skin they uncovered.
Occasionally I would cover one of their hands with mine while they caressed a nipple or teased my aching dick. After removing my clothes, Keyno and Colt again let their hands wander over my trembling body, fondling me and driving my need higher.  
“Please….” I whimpered. 
Keyno moved over, and Ti stood in front of me. He gently kissed me, distracting me while Keyno and Colt removed my sandals, leaving me completely nude. Ti raised his head long enough to let me breathe. I noticed immediately that I was the only one naked.   
“Jesus, why am I the only one—” 
“Shhh Precioso, just relax and enjoy. For now.” Colt kissed my cheek. 
I had to admit, it was kind of kinky being the only one not dressed. I heard the click of a bottle of lube opening. Ti grasped my dick and stroked me, the lube cool on my hot, throbbing dick. Colt was still behind me, running his hand over my ass. 
“You have the sweetest little ass,” Colt whispered in my ear. 
“And your dick fits perfectly in my hand,” Ti said.  
I watched him slide his hand up and down my cock. The head would peak through for a second, then disappear in his large hand. 
“Damn, I’m not going to last long if you guys keep—” 
Whatever I was going to say was lost in a strangled moan when Colt parted my cheeks while nibbling on my shoulders. One slick finger rubbed against my hole until I was clutching frantically at Ti’s shoulder. 
“Oh-oh-oh… I’m too close… again… it’s too much.” Moaning, body shaking, I twisted in their grasp. 
“Make him come, then he’ll settle down,” Keyno said, moving in close, too.  
He captured my mouth as Ti stroked my cock quicker, his slick hand moving up and down my swollen dick. Colt, with another quick nip to my shoulder, spread the lube around my twitching hole before sliding a finger inside.  
“So hot, so fuckin’ tight,” Colt whispered in my ear. “I’m gonna stretch this tight ass so good.” 
“Mmm… oh yes,” I cried out when Keyno released my lips. Colt rubbed my hot spot causing me to squirm between the three of them. Soft little moans escaped me as Colt added another finger. The word ‘please’ was deliriously repeated as Ti rubbed his finger across the top of my cock, teasing the slit.  
“Ah, ah… Keyno… need—” 
“I know what you need, love.” Keyno pinched my nipples. I wrapped one arm around Keyno’s neck and the other arm around Ti’s neck. Suddenly Keyno lifted one of my legs up. His other hand still pinched and rolled a nipple. Ti lifted my other leg up while still stroking my cock.  
“Oh God… oh my God,” I gasped. 
My feet were off the floor, legs spread wide, my body balanced by Ti and Keyno, and totally helpless. 
“Mmm yah, spread that ass open for me,” Colt said adding another finger. 
Strung between the three of them I submitted to what was being done to my body, trusting them to take care of me, of my needs. Rocking my hips, trying to thrust into Ti’s hand and back against Colt’s fingers buried in my ass, my body tightened as my orgasm roared out of nowhere.  
With a hoarse scream I came undone. My body bucked between the three of them as my seed flowed into Ti’s hand. Ti milked me until there was nothing left as I twisted in their arms. Colt rubbed hard on my hot spot causing me to shout in their arms one last time before he removed his fingers.  
I groaned as Ti and Keyno lowered my feet to the ground. “That was… that was absolutely… fucking hot.” 
Keyno held me up as Ti licked his come-covered fingers, his red eyes trained on me with blatant desire. I shivered under the weight of his stare. Colt leaned over my shoulder, and Ti rubbed his fingers on Colt’s lips then pushed inside his mouth, sharing my seed with him. Ti turned and offered his fingers to Keyno.  
Keyno wrapped his hand around Ti’s, bringing his hand to his mouth, and licked Ti’s fingers. Then Keyno slowly eased one finger in and sucked it. Ti hissed and Keyno meowed sharply, his tail swishing on the floor. I watched as the three of them shared my very essence, turned on beyond belief. 
“Okay, I was wrong—that was fucking hot.”  
“Mmm, you taste good.” Colt licked his lips.  
“Now you are in the three of us as we will be in you before our time is done,” Ti said. 
“Holy hell.” My legs sagged. Keyno laughed and picked me up. Off in another corner was a huge bed, and Keyno carried me over to it. “Please, I need you guys to undress.” 
Keyno laid me on the cool sheets. “We are, love.” 
Keyno and Ti quickly stripped, then trapped Colt between them, slowly undressing him. Neither was as gentle with Colt as they were with me, I noticed. Ti twisted Colt’s nipples hard until he moaned while Keyno roughly pulled his pants off. I lay on the bed watching as Ti bent Colt over the end of the bed and thrust two lubed fingers inside Colt’s ass. 
“Suck him, Dale, while I open this ass up.” Ti slapped Colt on the ass hard enough that he lunged forward on the bed. “But don’t make him come yet. Hear that Colt? If you don’t tell Dale when you’re getting close and you do come I’ll string you up. I’ll whip you until you scream which will upset Dale, which then means I’ll punish you harder. So you had better not come.” 
“Yah papi, I hear ya. I’ll tell him when I’m close.” 
I sat in front of Colt, worry written all over my face. Colt didn’t sound like he meant it. 
“Colt.” I worried my bottom lip with my teeth. 
Colt, still bent over the bed, looked up. He shook his long hair out of his eyes. “I promise, Dale. I won’t do nothin’ to ruin this.”  
For a second Cielo, not Colt, stared at me.  
“Okay,” I said. “Okay.”

TBC...

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~M

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