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Enforcer: Chapter 13

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Noah's New Plan: Chapter 28

Here is chapter 28 of my free Wednesday Briefs story, Noah’s New Plan. It’s been a couple of weeks since we last saw the guys. I hope you enjoy.

Eli checked the time on his phone yet again.

It was a fairly slow night at the Buckle, which only made things worse. He wasn’t checking IDs and he wasn’t tossing assholes out onto the street, so it gave home time to let his mind wander. Naturally, that meant thinking of his boyfriend. He couldn’t wait for this never ending shift to come to a close so he could go be with Noah.

The two men had received their test results from the clinic today and Eli was ready to celebrate.

When they went to get tested, Noah had been mortified by the personal questions the nurse asked. Having been tested before, Eli knew what to expect. He couldn’t help but laugh at Noah’s embarrassment.

Maybe it would be easier to pass the time if Noah was here with him.

Eli pulled his phone from his pocket. Instead of checking the time, he opened the text message app.

What you doing? he wrote.

After a moment, Noah replied. Waiting for you… in bed

Fuck. Eli’s cock started to stiffen in his jeans, making it very uncomfortable to sit on that damn stool.

Get dressed. Come to the Buckle and hang with me

Give me 30 mins

Eli chuckled to himself. Maybe he could get Noah back into Rex’s office for a little pre-game foreplay action. The dirty thoughts that ran through his head did not help the tight pants situation.

While he waited for his boy, he had to check a few IDs. Every time the door opened, he expected Noah. In the meantime, he broke up one fight… and he checked the time on his phone a dozen times.

It had been over thirty minutes, so when the door opened, Eli did not expect… him.

"For real?" Eli groaned. "What the fuck are you doing here?"

Reagan flashed his ID, then moved to sit in the empty stool next to Eli. “I just wanted to talk.”

"Move along, kid," Eli said gruffly and turned in his seat. "I can’t help you with that."

Reagan put his hand on Eli’s forearm. A seductive smile spread across his lips. “Isn’t there somewhere we can go? To talk? Where it’s quiet?”

Eli recoiled, pushing Reagan’s hand aside. “No. Now get the fuck out of here, before I throw your ass out the door.”

Reagan slid off the stool and moved in close. “I need to tell you something about Noah.”

"If you think I’m gonna listen to any of your lies, you’re dumber than I thought."

"You know he’s fucking Derek, don’t you? I got proof."

Eli didn’t take the bait. He knew damn well Noah wanted nothing to do with his ex. Besides, Eli kept Noah plenty satisfied.

"It’s true," the kid continued. "We could get back at them." He placed his hand on Eli’s thigh and squeezed. "Oh." His mouth opened in exaggerated surprise. "You’re so big and strong."

Eli sighed. “Okay. I’ve officially lost my patience with you.” He grabbed Reagan’s offending hand and squeezed it. The kid yelped in pain and tried to pull back, but Eli wasn’t letting go. He yanked him, pulling him outside the club.

"Go away. Don’t come back."

"What the hell’s going on here?"

Eli wanted to scream. He turned around to find Derek on the sidewalk, glaring at the both of them.

"What are you doing here?" Reagan asked. "Are you following me? We know you and Noah are fucking." He managed to say it with an air of confidence. He placed a palm on Eli’s chest. "So we decided to give you a taste of your own medicine."

"Oh, for fuck’s sake." Eli moved away from Reagan, slapping his hand away.

Derek’s face grew red with anger. “I knew you were fucking around behind my back. But with him?” The last word came out with a spray of spittle.

Eli scoffed. “Dude, I wouldn’t fuck this spoiled little brat with your dick.”

“You’re the one fucking around behind my back!” Reagan’s voice began to climb. “Don’t deny it. I know you’ve been with your ex. Noah. You can’t stop talking about him. Nothing I do is ever as good as Noah. I hate him!”

Eli had enough. “You need to take this drama bullshit somewhere else, because I’ve had it. Officially. If I see either of you again, or hear of you bothering Noah—”

Derek puffed his chest out. “You can’t threaten me. I’ll have you arrested.”

Rex stepped out of the bar. “Is there a problem here?” The big man looked imposing as he folded his arms across his chest.

"No," Eli replied. "They are leaving. For good."

Derek looked between Eli and Rex and wisely decided it was time to go. He and Reagan reluctantly left, arguing and shouting as they walked down the sidewalk.

"I think they’re done," Eli said. He couldn’t help but smirk. But then again, maybe they’d stick together. Lord knows the two miserable fucks deserved each other.

"You’re done, too," Rex said. He tipped his head to the side where Noah stood. "Go home. Be with your boy." He turned and went back inside.

"Did you catch any of that?" Eli asked as Noah moved to stand at his side.

"Some. But you know what?"

"What?"

"I don’t care. That drama… Derek… it’s all part of my past. I’m ready for the future. I’m all about a new list, a new plan. And you’re number one on it."

Eli grabbed Noah, swung him around, and then pinned him against the wall. He took a few seconds to admire his boy’s handsome face. He then proceeded to kiss the hell out of him.

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Enforcer: Chapter 12

Chapter 12 of Enforcer: Timber Pack Chronicles Book 2 is now live.

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Guest Post: Drew Hunt

Please welcome Drew Hunt to my site. He’s here to promote his new release, Cowboy Sandwich. If you like my work, I’m sure you’ll enjoy his as well. A pair of sexy alpha cowboys… What’s not to love?

Firstly, I’d like to thank Rob for letting me guest post on his site. I’ve loved Rob’s work since forever. I guess we write similar stories. Smaller men falling for larger men who use their size to protect rather than hurt. I also think some of my “smaller” protagonists bring something to the table, too. Usually stability or some other ingredient needed by the bigger guy.


For a long time now cowboys have been a fascination for me. Odd because I’m an Englishman and the closest I’ve come to the old west is New York City during a couple of vacations. Did see a man wearing cowboy boots though.


I’ve often thought, “what could be better than a cowboy?” Then I realised the answer. Two cowboys!


After a night of passion, Englishman Barry Logan (no prizes for guessing who inspired that character) wakes to a beeping smoke alarm. It turns out the ranch cook quit the night before and none of the cowboys on the ranch can cook. Barry’s parents run a guesthouse and Barry has plenty of experience in running a kitchen. It’s said that the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. This is doubly true for two hungry cowboys who keep Barry in their beds and in their hearts.


This is the first ménage story I’ve written, but I had so much fun with it, I’m sure it won’t be my last. And I can guarantee it won’t be my last cowboy story. Gotta love those boots, hats, tight Wranglers and…


Cowboy Sandwich is available on Kindle, Nook and most other e-readers. It can also be downloaded from the following websites.

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Enforcer: Chapter 11

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Enforcer: Chapter 10

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Enforcer: Chapter 9

I was busy with an Anthology submission this weekend, so I didn’t get a chance to work on my Wednesday Briefs story. So instead, I’m bringing you a bonus chapter of Enforcer.

Chapter 9 of Enforcer: Timber Pack Chronicles Book 2 is now live.

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Enforcer: Chapter 8

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Noah's New Plan: Chapter 27

Here is Chapter 27 of my free Wednesday Briefs story, Noah’s New Plan.

Just as Noah pulled the pan from the oven, he heard the front door open, then close. He called out over his shoulder, “Eli?”

Still wearing his security guard uniform, Eli hurriedly walked into the kitchen. “Hey, baby,” he said before quickly giving Noah a peck on the cheek. As he left the room, he called out, “I’m running late. I don’t got a lot of time before I have to be at the Buckle…”

Noah frowned. He and Eli had been dating for a few months now, and things had become a bit domestic between the two of them. Noah didn’t mind that. After all, he was at Eli’s home making dinner for the two of them.

Surprisingly, Noah took the offer of Eli’s house key without a second thought. It just seemed right.

But this was feeling familiar in a way that Noah did not care for.

Noah tented the baked pasta with some foil, then chased after Eli. He found the man unholstering his pistol before placing it in his nightstand drawer.

“I thought you had tonight off.”

Eli shut the drawer. “Rex called. One of the other bouncers called in.”

Noah walked up to Eli. He pushed his hands under the waistband of Eli’s pants and gripped his leather belt. “I thought we were going to have dinner and spend the evening together.”

Eli growled. “You little tramp. You know we don’t have time…”

“If I didn’t know you better, I might think you’re blowing me off for a slutty little twink.”

“Hey.” Eli went serious. He surrounded Noah in his arms and tugged him close. “Don’t ever think that.”

Noah leaned his head against Eli’s chest and shrugged his shoulders. “I’m just teasing.”

“I know. But I don’t like it. Don’t compare me to that pencil-dick bastard.”

Noah chuckled. “There’s no comparison. You’re nothing like him.” He lifted his head and looked up at Eli while stroking his hand across the bigger man’s uniform shirt. “You know… you’re pretty damn sexy in your uniform.”

Eli stared at Noah for a moment. He then pulled away long enough to grab his cell phone from his pocket. He tapped the screen, then tossed it on top of the nightstand.

“I told Rex I was gonna be a little late.” He reached up and began to unbutton his shirt.

Noah grabbed Eli’s hand, stopping him. “Maybe you could keep the uniform on.”

“You little tramp.”

Eli tossed Noah onto the bed and jumped on top of him. As they frantically kissed, Eli managed to pull all of Noah’s clothes off. At the same time, Noah unbuckled Eli’s belt and unzipped his pants. He pushed Eli’s pants and underwear down over his muscular ass, enough to free his generous erection.

Noah pulled Eli down on top of him, and spread his legs, bending them, lifting them, locking them against Eli’s sides.

“Damn. Having you totally naked under me is so fucking hot.”

“I can’t believe we’ve never done it with you in your uniform.”

The head of Eli’s cock pushed under Noah’s balls, sliding into the crack of his ass. Eli pushed up momentarily to grab the lube and a condom from the nightstand.

Staring into Eli’s eyes, Noah took the condom and tore it open. He rolled it onto Eli’s cock, using his hands to stroke and caress as he slid the latex down the thick shaft.

Eli leaned down and pressed his lips against Noah’s neck. Rubbing his beard and lips against Noah’s hot spot, he whispered, “God, I wanna feel you raw, baby.”

For Noah to bareback with Eli would mean he had the utmost trust in the other man. It would mean there was a commitment that was more than just a simple fling. Noah did not hesitate to give his answer. “I want that too. We should get tested.”

“Definitely.”

Eli pushed into Noah’s body, not stopping until he was buried balls deep inside. With Noah pinned beneath him, he held his body completely still.

Noah wondered if Eli knew what he was doing to him, holding back like this. He pressed his heels into the hard flesh of Eli’s ass. Still the man didn’t move. When he couldn’t take it anymore, Noah begged. “Move, Eli. Please.”

Fully clothed, Eli proceeded to fuck a fully nude Noah into bliss, not stopping until they had both come.

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Guest Post: Julie Lynn Hayes

Please welcome Julie Lynn Hayes back to my site. She’s here to promote her new best-selling romance, Yes, He’s My Ex. Cute cover!

Since this is the time of year when most people are thinking about doing their taxes, it made sense to me to interview someone who knows about accounting stuff. Can’t hurt, right? Should be of general interest.

Why is it that things just never work out the way you think they will? Maybe it’s just me.

A friend of mine named Aly suggested that I talk to a friend of hers for my interview. He’s in the business, and he’s a nice guy. Okay, I think, that works for me. So I gather my voice recorder, bring along a notebook, just in case, and head to the address she gave me. She’s already talked to Tim, and he’s agreed to see me.

He opens the door right after I knock and welcomes me.

“Tim Mansfield?” I ask, just to make sure I’m in the right place.

“That’s me. You must be Julie. Aly said you were coming.” He shows me inside. His apartment is small, but nicely kept, especially for a bachelor. Aly made a point of telling me he’s not married, but she also warned me he plays for the other team. Story of my life, right? He is cute, too, curse my luck, with short red hair and pretty blue eyes.

“Can I get you something to drink?”

“Water’s fine,” I assure him. He waves me to the comfortable looking couch, then joins me there a few moments later, with a bottle of cold water from the fridge. 

“Mind if I use this?” I hold up the voice recorder that I’ve borrowed from Sarah and he nods.

“So, tax season, busy time of year, isn’t it?”

“Absolutely, Julie,” he agrees, taking a seat beside me. “But you have no idea how much prep work actually goes into a successful—”

A successful what I wonder as his train of thought is derailed by the sudden, and obviously unexpected, opening of the door to the apartment. In waltzes another cute young man, with chocolate hair, and eyes so dark blue they almost seem purple, wire-rimmed glasses and a big grin on his rather sensual lips.

I look to Tim for a cue. Aly said he’s single, so not the boyfriend. Neighbor, maybe? One who has the right of entry whenever he pleases? 

Oh oh, Tim doesn’t look pleased. Erase that thought.

“Sonny!” he expostulates, and the brunet grins even wider.

“Yep, you got my name right. Good job, Tim-tim!”

My eyebrows raise. Tim-tim?

“Don’t ask,” Tim groans, his attention fixed on the newcomer.  “I knew I should have locked that stupid door.”

“Why?” Sonny asks before he turns to me and holds out his hand. “Hi. My name’s Sonny Scrignoli. Pleased to meet you.”

Well, isn’t he sweet? I take his hand and shake it. “Hi Sonny, my name’s Julie.”

“Oh, you must be the lady Aly told me about.” He flops down on the couch so close to Tim he’s almost in his lap. “She said you’re interviewing him about tax stuff. He knows lots about that, he’ll be very interesting for your readers,” he says with confidence.

I notice that Tim’s face is rather red, but he hasn’t removed the hand that Sonny has casually laid on his leg.

I wonder…

“Is this your boyfriend?” I ask Tim, and watch the hue of his skin turn even redder.

“No, he’s my frigging ex. Pardon my language.” He turns to the young man beside him. “Sonny, don’t you have something to do?”

“Nope,” Sonny says rather ingenuously, and I notice he cuddles even closer to Tim. How cute! “I’m all yours, Tim-tim.”

Huh, mixed signals here, methinks.

“No, you’re not!” Tim’s voice is starting to get shrill. Oh dear, things might just get ugly. Maybe discretion is the better part of valor.

I very carefully rise from the couch. “You know what? I think you two might need some alone time.” I hold up one hand as Tim starts to protest. “No need to thank me, just call me when there’s a better time, okay? Nice to meet you. Both of you.”

“You too, Miss Julie.” Sonny has the cutest smile. Oh my, they’re a cute couple. Time for me to go. I make my quick escape, and close the door softly behind me, just as I hear Tim exclaim, “Sonny, have you forgotten again? You’re my ex!”

Well, that’s all for now, I’ll let you know how it goes later. I hope they’ll be okay!

Blurb: 

Sometimes Sonny Scrignoli forgets he’s Tim Mansfield’s ex. He waltzes in and out of Tim’s apartment like he still lives there, driving Tim crazy. Is it really so hard to remember they’ve broken up? Then again, maybe Tim should quit having sex with him. 

When Sonny disappears for two weeks, Tim can’t help but be concerned. A strange phone call and a mysterious cry for help leads Tim on a desperate search for his ex.

Sonny’s in big trouble, and it’s Tim to the rescue! He’s the only one who can save his ex from a fate worse than death. Bumbling gangsters, a thick-headed former boyfriend, and secretive FBI agents lead Tim and Sonny on a merry chase full of laughs and quirks.

Excerpt:

Sonny’s real name is Mario, but he’s been called Sonny since he was a small bambino, as his mother puts it, so Sonny it is. Sonny stands almost six foot tall in his bare feet, which are surprisingly small for a man, almost dainty. He has chocolate brown hair that grows thick but not long, and generally looks tousled; blue eyes so dark that sometimes they look purple in the proper light, framed behind silver wire spectacles; a generous nose and wide sweet lips which have been known to give the most amazing head this side of anywhere. Put that with the body of an Adonis, and you have Sonny.

I had Sonny, but not anymore. He seems not to realize that, though. At least not most of the time. Hence the part where I see him more often than should be considered normal for someone who’s my ex. Which is where I began.

Sometimes I think he forgets that he has indeed attained that past participle ex-boyfriend status. Granted, it’s only been six months. His mother tells me he just needs time to adjust, please don’t be too hard on her boy. Yes, I still see her too. On a rather regular basis, in fact. Hard not to, when she’s my mother’s best friend. Lucky me. Lia’s a nice lady, I love her to death. But she has this deep-seated belief that Sonny and I are going to get back together again, a belief he seems to share. Along with my mother. And most of our friends.

No one seems to listen to me when I say snowballs rolling along the floor of Hell have a better chance of survival than our relationship. Least of all Sonny. I guess that’s why he keeps coming over here, because in some strange deranged naïve corner of his mind, there’s still an us, and he isn’t an ex. So he wanders over whenever he wants. Sometimes he calls, sometimes he doesn’t. Today he called.

Sometimes I just get tired of telling him no. Some days I don’t even get that far. Today, I didn’t want to waste my breath, so I just said, “Fine. As long as you promise to behave.”

By behave, I mean quit assuming we’re going to have sex. Even if sometimes we do. I know, I know, he’s my ex, right?

Sometimes I just don’t know where to draw that fine line, I think. No wonder the boy’s confused.

Meet the author:

Julie Lynn Hayes was reading at the age of two and writing by the age of nine and always wanted to be a writer when she grew up. Two marriages, five children, and more than forty years later, that is still her dream. She blames her younger daughters for introducing her to yaoi and the world of M/M love, a world which has captured her imagination and her heart and fueled her writing in ways she’d never dreamed of before. She especially loves stories of two men finding true love and happiness in one another’s arms and is a great believer in the happily ever after. She lives in St. Louis with her daughter Sarah and two cats, loves books and movies, and hopes to be a world traveler some day. She enjoys crafts, such as crocheting and cross stitch, knitting and needlepoint and loves to cook. While working a temporary day job, she continues to write her books and stories and reviews, which she posts in various places on the internet. Her family thinks she is a bit off, but she doesn’t mind. Marching to the beat of one’s own drummer is a good thing, after all.  Her published works can be found at Dreamspinner Press, Amber Quill Press, MuseitUp Publishing, Torquere Press, and eXtasy Books, and coming soon to Wayward Ink Publishing and Prizm Publishing. She has also begun to self-publish and is an editor at MuseitUp.  

You can find her on her blog at http://julielynnhayes.blogspot.com, and you can contact her at tothemax.wolf@gmail.com.

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