M.A. Church's Blog, page 205

The Yellow Rope

"Glad you're home, sweetie.""So am I. God, it was a really long day," Luke said as he walked in the door, loosening his tie. "Been in meetings most of the day. I swear my ass is numb from sitting all day, but we are finally done."Gage stood there with a smile on his face. Luke's ass was numb, was it? Well, he could help with that… later. "Dinner's ready. You hungry?""Naw, not yet.""Well then, why don't you go change clothes?" Gage said as he kissed Luke's cheek. "Thanks, babe. I'll be back in a minute." Luke climbed the stairs, fatigue dragging at him as he shrugged out of his suit jacket. Throwing it over the treadmill, he unbuttoned his shirt. This was the first night he had managed to get home on time. With a grateful sigh, he untucked the shirt. He had a long weekend coming and all he wanted to do was rest and spend time with his partner. He couldn't remember the last time they had made love. He missed Gage's touch on his body, the bite of ropes on his wrist, the pinch of a gag. His body ached with need for what his lover could give him. Luke slipped off his dress shoes and pants. As he undressed he noticed the pair of night pants on the end of the bed and a folded piece of paper on top. "Hmm, what's this?"As Luke read the note his body came awake. Looked like his dry spell was over. Following the instructions, he stripped out of his underwear, slid the cock ring on his hard dick and pulled the night pants on. The instructions were very clear, that was the only clothing he was allowed to wear. A sound at the door had Luke turning. Gage slowly perused the man in front of him knowing it would make him nervous. Luke had a baby face and a sweet, shy personality. People were fooled by his boyish good looks and soft-spoken manner and often assumed he was weak. Gage knew better."Ah, nice," Gage said, his eyes taking in the bulge at the front of Luke's pants. "Those pants better be the only clothing I find.""They are," Luke said as Gage walked into the bedroom. "Good. I'd hate to start the night off with a spanking." Gage moved behind Luke. "Time enough for that later."Luke shivered as Gage pulled his arms behind him and crossed his wrists. "Don't move those hands.""I won't."Gage pushed Luke until he was sitting on the bed. He ran his hand through Luke's short brown hair, and then jerked his head back. Leaning over him, Gage slammed his mouth down over Luke's. The kiss was full of teeth and tongue, pent-up passion and need. There was nothing gentle about it; this was an act of dominance. When Luke moaned Gage released him."Gage… please." Luke's hands, wanting to touch, clutched the sheets. "Please what? Please… this?"Gage released Luke's hair and smoothed his hands down the front of Luke's chest. It was a shame he had to keep his hair short, but his job required it. Gage rubbed Luke's smooth pecs, winding his way closer to those hard tips that begged to be touched. When he ran a nail over a nipple, Luke hissed and his dick jumped. "Is that what you want?"Luke had a nice body, although it wasn't ripped like the male models plastered all over magazine covers. Gage was glad it wasn't; he liked a little softness to hold on to, to squeeze as he thrust into Luke. Because of Luke's job, he couldn't leave marks that would be seen. So he made up for it with other marks, like the ones he planned to leave on Luke's hips tonight for starters. By the time the long weekend was done, Luke would be wearing his signatures all over his body. His hands moved down Luke's chest and slid under the night pants. "Or maybe this is what you want?"Gage wrapped his hand around the steel hard-on and stroked lightly. Luke squirmed as Gage's feather-light touch teased him. As good as it felt, Luke knew it wasn't enough to make him come. Desperate for more, Luke forgot and one of his hands had wrapped around Gage's. For a moment they stroked him together."Told you to mind those hands," Gage whispered gleefully in Luke's ear."Damn it, what did you expect?" Luke shuddered at the deep, sinful promise and the warm breath tickling his ear. "Oh, just that." Gage smiled, then pulled a length of yellow rope from his jean pocket. He dangled it in front of Luke's face."God, you did that on purpose. You knew I wouldn't be able to help myself…""Yeah babe, I did know. Now stand up with your hands behind your back." Gage wrapped the rope around Luke's wrists making sure not tie it too tight. He planned for those wrists to be tied for most the night. Luke leaned his head back and shut his eyes as Gage eased the waistband of his night pants down releasing his dick and balls. Chill bumps broke out over his body as he imagined what he must look like. He was nearly naked and helpless while Gage was still dressed. "Perfect," Gage said. "I see you wore the cock ring like I said.""Yes." Luke bit his lip as Gage rubbed his thumb over the head of his dick. "But it's not going to keep me from coming for long.  Especially if you keep that up!  It's been too long.""You know what'll happen if you come before I say.""Gage…" Luke whined as Gage continued to torture him. "Please…"Gage continued to stroke Luke until he was trembling and a light sheen of sweat covered his body. Luke's dick was swollen, angry red and leaking like a sieve in Gage's hand. Seeing that he was closing to losing control, Gage stopped. Frantic, Luke tried to fuck Gage's hand as his orgasm was denied him. "Son of a…!""Hmm, not yet," Gage said, smirking."Oh…" Luke hissed as his head fell forward, "fuck. Gage, please, finish me. Please. I ache.""Oh, I'm going to," Gage said. "When I'm ready."Luke's eyes were heavy-lidded, his chest was rising and falling rapidly and he was ready to scream in frustration from the cock ring. "Mmm, you did good." Gage bent over and licked a pebbled hard nipple. "Think you deserve a treat. Be right back."Luke looked down at his weeping dick. Now what did the fiend have in store for him? If he didn't come soon his dick just might fall off."Here we go." Gage had something behind his back."Babe?""Hold on, you'll love this.""Oh Jesus, now what?" If it would help, Luke would beg, but he knew it wouldn't. At least his orgasm had back off. Gage held up a can of Reddi Whip and Luke's toes curled."What's that… oh my god, Gage!" Luke shouted as Gage sprayed the whipped cream straight on one of his nipples. "Cold… that's damn cold!"Luke grunted as a warm mouth covered the creamed-covered nipple, sucking and nibbling. Luke was still babbling so Gage raised his head and tapped Luke's mouth. "Suck them or I gag you."Luke mumbled but did what he was told as soft tugs on his nipple shot straight to his dick. One finger entered his mouth and his tongue wrapped around it. Luke sucked it just like he would Gage's dick. He was determined to drive Gage just as crazy as he was driving him. Another finger entered his mouth as more cream was sprayed on the other nipple. Between the coolness of the cream and the heat from Gage's mouth Luke was close to coming again. Gage fingers eased in and out Luke's mouth as his other hand gently caressing Luke's throat. Panting, Luke gasped as Gage withdrew his fingers from his mouth and moved that warm, moist hand back down to his dick. He stroked Luke, twisting his fingers around the head of his restrained shaft. "Hungry yet?" Gage said as he raised his head. "Yes, for you! Take me to bed, Gage. Please, I need you."Before Luke had finished speaking, Gage had jerked Luke's night pants off, stripped himself and dragged Luke to his knees. "Suck me, but don't make me come."Luke swallowed Gage like his life depended on it. He loved having Gage's thick dick in his mouth. He let the tip brush across his lips before taking it in. The hot, moist length of him filled Luke's mouth as sucked the crown. His tongue rubbed across the head, precum leaking steadily, then traced the vein that ran down the shaft. Gage looked down at Luke on his knees with his dick standing straight out. With his hands tied behind his back, his hair ruffled from Gage's hands, he was so sexy it made Gage's heart flutter. "Let me see those eyes, babe."Luke turned big blue eyes up at Gage as he took his dick farther in his mouth. He bobbed his head up and down tirelessly, sucking hard as he came up Gage's dick. Luke eased the head into his throat and swallowed as Gage's body jerked. Gage's hands tightened in his hair as he fucked his throat, his body tightening."Stop!"Luke let Gage's dick fall from his mouth and licked his lips. With a groan Gage smoothed his hand over Luke's face. "I love you."Luke smiled into Gage's eyes. "I love you, too. Now would you please fuck me?"Gage's sharp bark of laughter filled their room. He helped Luke off his knees and made him watch as he stacked several pillows on the bed. Then he made a quick trip into the bathroom for a towel. "Bend over the pillows." Gage laid the towel on top of the pillows.First one knee hit the bed, then the other as Luke leaned over the pillows with his ass up in the air. "Yeah, that's good. Let's get that cock ring off you, too." Gage slipped it off, accompanied by a loud moan from Luke. With a swift tap to his ass he reminded Luke not to come until he said, then opened the bedside drawer. He picked up the lube and slicked his fingers. He took his time spreading the lube around Luke's opening, enjoying the view. Slowly he worked Luke open with one finger. Luke, torn between pleasure and pain, grunted from the penetration but pushed back, wanting more. Gage twisted his finger then added another one, turning both until he found that bundle of nerves that would make Luke scream for him. When he hit Luke's hot spot, the reaction was immediate and loud. "Now, now, now! Gage, fuck me! Ram that dick in me and…"Gage pushed Luke off the pillows and unto his side. Luke pulled one knee up as Gage leaned over Luke, his arms on either side of his head. With one powerful thrust he entered Luke and pounded him hard, hitting his hot spot every time and pushing him to the edge. Luke rested his head against his arm, letting Gage see every emotion that ran over his face. Soon his rhythm faltered; he was fighting not to come, and losing. Gage thrust deep and rotated his hips. The constant pressure on Luke's prostate sent his body over the edge. With another yell he came, his channel tightening on Gage's dick. Teeth gritted, Gage thrust a few more times then pulled out. He came, shooting over Luke's ass and the small of his back. However primitive it was, he enjoyed seeing Luke covered in his cum. Dropping down next to him, Gage trailed his fingers through the cum, feeding Luke. Watching Luke lap at is fingers had his dick struggling to harden again. "Dear god," Luke said as he rested his head against Gage's arm, struggling to breathe. "That was… just what I needed."Gage rested a leg on Luke's hip and wrapped his hand around Luke's throat. "You talk like the night's over, babe. It's not, not by a long shot.""But…!"Gage smirked then kissed Luke. He'd figure it out.

TGI Friday!

*Laugh* though really, don't know why I would say that since I no longer work. But hey, I remember getting up before the sun to get ready. I had to be to work before 7am. And oh joy, I smoke. Yes, I know... nasty, harmful habit. That's another can of worms-and my battle with stopping-for another day, lol. Anyway, I couldn't smoke at my job. Except for the activity break I was surrounded by five and six year olds all day.

By 3pm I was give out and ready to go home. Then my second job started... You may know what I'm talking about here. Cooking dinner, doing homework with the kids, trying to clean up the house a little, getting baths, spend time with the hubby, run this kid to that activity, attend school functions... the list was endless.

Well, all that has changed now. I no longer work, and yes, I'm lucky. The kids are nearly grown and I'm not needed every second of the day. They both drive so I'm no longer playing taxi. I'm enjoying being a 'stay at home mom' as they call it.

Now that I'm writing this got me to thinking: How would I have handled writing if I still worked? How does the authors I know who *do* work deal with it? An hour here and hour there... dear god, it can take me an hour to get half a page in Word if my muse isn't working with me. *Smacks muse on the ass.*

Sometimes that works, lol. Most times he just likes it.

So, I recently read an article on this and here's what I got from it:
(1) Take 10 minutes to write every day. Even if something comes up you feel like you got something done. Well, I write nearly every day now, and miss it when I don't.
(2) Get a notebook or use a digital device. This way you're ready when an idea hits. This is something I do, too. Short term memory only retains info for a short time. Yes, I've scratched idea's down in the middle of Wal-Mart, lol.
(3) Get in touch with other writers and talk about ideas. You never know what may get the old juices going, lol. One word may get you over that hump.
(4) Once a week read over something you've written either by yourself or with someone. This can spark interest. Okay, check, I've done that, also! I often do it cause I need a break from what I'm writing on.

I don't know if they would have worked for me back then. There were days I fell in bed at 8pm, lol. It seems to me getting in a routine is the most important thing though. 

So... for those of you that work and do this, you have my utmost respect, guys!

~M

Echoes in writing

Find yourself re-using words and phrases too often in your manuscript? http://mysterywritingismurder.blogspot.com/2012/01/eliminating-echoes-in-our-writing.html

I found this article on my Facebook from Write It SideWays. Boy, did that article have my name written all over it, lol. I didn't know re-using words had a name, but it does. It's called echoes and the name makes a lot of sense. I have to say I'm bad about doing this. Like someone from the article said it may have to do with writing in chunks. But we all do that.

And I do read over what I've written from before, but not several pages back! There are times I do catch that a character has 'strode' a lot, lol, but other times I don't. After reading this I will be keeping an eye on things. *Grin* and seeing how much a character is 'striding' around, lol. Anyway, I thought I'd share this for anyone interested. :)

~M

 

Happy Friday the 13th!

Superstition is a belief in supernatural causality: that one event leads to the cause of another without any process in the physical world linking the two events.

This is according to Wikipedia.

So... Happy Friday the 13th, lol. Honestly I never considered myself superstitious before. I never avoided black cats, or worried about if the 13th fell on a Friday and what not. Then I started to write and found that I was, indeed, a bit superstitious.

*Laugh* Imagine my surprise! It's why I won't say what the book is I've sent to RP, my publisher. I don't want to jink it, lol. Never mind that my editor will either like it or she won't... never mind that I think it's good... a overwhelming urge says keep it on the down low until I know for sure. Don't jinks it.

Where did this come from all the sudden??? Is it because I'm getting older? Or is it tied to me writing? I really have no idea. But then again, I've often joked about my weird luck. My motto is if something funky can happen... it will damn well will happen to me!

Well. Okay then, seems like I'm superstitious! It's Friday the 13th and I'm going to avoid stepping on any cracks and throw some salt over my shoulder (isn't that for luck, lol?) and hope that the day goes good. Can't hurt, right? So what if I look foolish dancing across this tile floor!

For those of you that are a bit superstitious, like me, here's hoping the day goes fast, at least.

*Grin*

Take care you guys,
~M

And here I go!

Well, I think I have this up and running now. I have some stuff I want to add, but I'm still figuring this out, lol. So here's what's going on...

I'm working on a m/m tentacle story for an open call with a another publisher right now. Never done a tentacle story before and I'm finding out it's a lot of fun... and work, lol. Bad thing is this publisher won't take anything that's been put out there before so I won't be able to post bits of it. BUT... I can tell y'all that 12 pages in it's taking on a very def scifi twist.

It's a creature, not some blob type thing, and the creature has been watching this guy for a while now. The tentacles are on his head and he makes use of them later. *wink, wink*  Seems like I've wondered into the scifi world again! The deadline is at the end of March. Hopefully they'll take it for the anthology they're publishing. I'll let y'all know what happens with it.

I'm also waiting to hear from my publisher about something I sent to them. Don't want to say what right yet, don't want to jinks it, lol. Never knew I was superstitious until now. Fingers crossed they take it.

I have a Valentine's story I was doing for Lit but it's looking like that won't get done in time. I hate that cause I had big plans for the singing dildo! *smirk* Plus the follow up to Kiss Me Deadly has been put on hold for the time being, too. I do have ch 1 on that, but don't want to post it then leave it hanging. I'm taking a short break from Lit but I do have things planned for Lit.

I'll be back... lol, as the terminator says.

~M

Hello!

Hey everyone! Well, I've set this up, now got to learn how to use it, lol!