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July 16, 2014
New Erotica Release: A Beta’s Desires
7,400 word short story. Gay werewolf erotica; includes threesome, change kink, knotting, and werewolf in heat.
Daniel never asked for this.
Stuck between a jealous Beta top and a shy hung guy, he just wants everyone to share.
But wannabe Alpha Dominique doesn’t get what all the fuss about Toby is about – so Daniel decides to show him with a sexy threesome.
Bonus scene: New Beta werewolf Carter goes into heat, and it’s up to Alpha Elias to bring him out of it.
But with the moon full and the change coming, does he have time to screw his new mate senseless?
INCLUDES:
7,000+ WORDS
3 SEX SCENES
THREESOME
WOLF IN HEAT
KNOTTING
THE CHANGE
VERY DIRTY SCENES!
The Monroe Park Series can be read in any order!
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July 5, 2014
New Release: Mark Gets Grilled
Happy Independence Day weekend!
Celebrate with some red-blooded American erotica – three hot guys, one story!
Available now!
5,000 word short. Gay Erotica.
It’s July 4th, and Mark has plans with his gay best friend Tucker. It’s supposed to be just them hanging out – but when he gets there, a new guy is around.
Mark tries not to be jealous, but he wants to be closer to Tucker… so when one thing leads to another and he has the chance bend over for his best friend AND get with young twink Johnny, Mark laps it up.
Celebrate your Independence this year! The heat never stops mounting.
INCLUDES:
GAY THREESOME
HOT DIRTY TALK
SPANKING
4,000 STEAMY WORDS
69
AND MORE!
Available now at All Romance eBooks!
July 1, 2014
New Erotica Release: Omega in Heat
Something strange is happening inside Carter’s body. He can smell and sense everything… and can’t seem to stop jerking off.
Turns out he’s been bit by a wolf, and now, on the night before the full moon, he’s gone into full out Beta werewolf heat.
Will he find an Alpha to coax him through this?
GAY EROTICA SHORT
18+ ONLY
INCLUDING:
6,800+ WORDS
STEAMY BOTTOM SCENE
DOMINANT WEREWOLF TOP
DIRTY TALK
MULTIPLE ORGASMS
Hot, 18+ excerpt below!
Carter shifted his weight, trying not to show how hard and engorged his dick was in his pants; no matter what he did, it seemed like more and more blood kept pooling between his legs.
“So,” he said, searching for something to say, “well, uh, I guess…”
Striding forward, Elias took his chin in one hand and kissed him.
Carter responded by freezing in place, his mouth open – which made it easier for Elias to turn his head and thrust his tongue inside. Their noses bumped, Carter’s vision blurring when he tried to focus on the man’s face.
It was, in short, awkward.
“Try harder,” Elias growled. “You’re not going to get any better unless you let me fuck you.”
“Let you fuck me!?” Carter’s voice came out in a loud squeak. “No way, dude, I don’t swing that way-“
Elias interrupted him by sticking a hand down his pants and stroking his cock. Carter groaned, closing his eyes and twisting his hips up, his cock slick all over.
“You sure you’re not into dudes?” Elias unbuckled his belt and pulled it out of his belt loops. “Because it sure doesn’t seem that way.”
He forced Carter’s chin up, nibbling on his bottom lip. Carter steadied himself with a hand on the man’s shoulder, thrusting himself in and out of the tight confines of his hand. In response Elias pulled Carter’s sweatpants and boxers down, taking out his fully engorged cock to jerk at it even faster.
“Ah- fuuuuck, ugh.” His balls swung back and forth as he thrust in and out, desperate to come. “Stroke me harder,” he said, returning Elias’s rough kiss, their mouths coming together like two horny teenagers who didn’t know where to put their chins.
The other man’s hand felt amazing, even better than Carter’s own. His skin was rough on Carter’s shaft, his fingers nimble and tight on the head of his erection. Carter’s cock felt bigger than it ever had been in his life. His knees bent and he trembled all over as he approached his orgasm, whimpering in his throat at how amazing it felt.
“Ahhhh – God, uuuhhhh, ugh. Shit, I’m gonna come,” he panted on Elias’s cheek, the man’s stubble rough against his lips.
“Then come,” Elias said.
June 29, 2014
June 13, 2014
New Erotica Release: Anthony’s Alpha Male Client
Anthony has big career plans as an agent in Hollywood. There’s just one problem: he has no clients.
Setting out to fix that, Anthony hits up Tommy Vanderslice’s concert, knowing the musician has a taste for young twinks.
What he gets is more than he bargained for, though… and it’s going to spread him wide.
GAY EROTICA
18+ ONLY
INCLUDES:
ALPHA MALE
SPANKING
MULTIPLE ORGASMS
LIGHT KINK/BONDAGE
5,000+ WORDS
June 10, 2014
New Erotica Release / FREE eBook available!
I’ve got a new gay erotica release out, available now at All Romance eBooks and coming soon to other stores:
Paul is alone and horny after a booty call stopped returning his texts. So he pulls up some guy’s X-rated selfie on his phone, jerks off and calls it a day.
Then the guy who posted the pic messages him: he’s in the area and he wants to meet up.
Problem is? Paul has never had a great bottom experience, though he’s definitely interested.
In due course, Joe will make an eager bottom out of him.
It’s his specialty, after all.
18+ ONLY
INCLUDES:
BRAND NEW BOTTOM
ROPES
DEEPTHROATING
MILLIONAIRE TOP
ALPHA MALE
SPANKING
DIRTY TALK
5,000+ WORDS
Now FREE to download for a limited time, is my release Goliath #1!
June 7, 2014
Goliath #3 Now Available!
5,000+ word short. In a futuristic dystopian society, monarchy has returned to America in response to international tensions. When a prince falls in love with a soldier, he’ll put everything on the line for the man he loves. These two men will share an epic romance too steamy for the pages of a history book – but first, they’ll have to find each other.
18+ ONLY.
M/M Erotica with romance and plot.
At least one STEAMY scene in every volume! Ongoing series.
June 3, 2014
Speaking of Submissive Men…
As a follow up to my last post about submissive men who obey your every desire, my latest gay erotica short is available now at both All Romance eBooks and Amazon!
Here is the super sexy cover:
3,500 word short. Cooper is walking his boss’s dog one day when he finds a lamp on the beach – and a genie comes out of it. Naked, handsome, and stunning, the magical man wants to submit to all of Cooper’s desires… no matter what they are.
18+ ONLY
Erotica that gets straight to the action.
For those wanting straight erotica and romance: I’m working on it! No worries there. :)
Go through the cut to read a (NSFW!) excerpt.
It was an old oil lamp, made of gold with inlaid gemstones on the body and a long, thin spout.
The handle Cooper held it by was delicately worked, carved into the twisted figure of a half-naked man.
“I wonder if it’s worth anything,” he said idly, brushing dirt off the side.
Suddenly the lamp was hot in his hand – so hot he yelped and dropped it, his skin singed. The lamp starting shaking and vibrating on the ground, a trickle of hot steam and ash rising out of its spout. Trixy went nuts, barking her head off, growling and backing up. Cooper tried to grab her but she turned and ran, disappearing into the woods.
The cloud of steam spread all around him until Cooper couldn’t see where he was. He stumbled back, terrified and confused, looking for Trixy in the foggy air.
“Greetings, mortal,” a deep male voice called out to him from a distance. “What do you wish from your djinni?”
Through clouds of steam, Cooper saw that a figure had appeared.
“Genie,” Cooper repeated, stunned. “Like g-e-n-ie, as in ‘magic man in a lamp,’ as in blue and floaty.”
The voice sounded puzzled. “Blue? I cannot say that I am blue. But I am a djinni.”
Cooper approached the voice, wary but fascinated. The man was tall – taller even than Cooper himself – and had deep, golden brown skin. He was shirtless, his muscles tawny and flexed with tension. On his wrists were two golden bands, and his legs – nothing.
He was completely naked, Cooper realized as he came closer. From his head to his feet in the dirt. Between his thick, muscular thighs hung a long, smooth cock so mouth-watering it made Cooper want things he’d almost forgotten he wanted.
“So that is what you wish?” the man said. Cooper jerked his eyes up, flushed with embarrassment, only to see a teasing smile on the man’s face. “What you desire is my desire as well.”
At that moment, his cock suddenly hardened, growing even longer and thicker until it curved up against his belly. He had smooth, hairless skin, and perfect balls that sat firmly against his cock. Cooper could only see a peek of his ass from his angle, but he had a feeling it was flawless as well.
“So what is this,” Cooper asked, drawing even closer, “my three naughty wishes or something?”
“Three?” the man raised his eyebrows. “I am not limited in that way. You may wish for as much of me as you want.”
All Cooper wanted in that moment, he reflected, was to fuck or be fucked. Maybe even both.
Letting go of all his misgivings, Cooper reached out and grabbed the man, who was warm and pliant in return. They kissed, and his lips were soft and smooth, even his stubble silky. Cooper wanted suddenly to have his now-hard cock touched, and as if reading his thoughts the man reached down and unzipped his jeans.
The next moment he put his hand down his boxers and pulled out his throbbing, aching cock. Cooper moaned into the man’s mouth, thrusting his hips against his grasp. He wanted his clothes off now – and suddenly they were, in a blink.
Cooper looked down, astonished to be naked; his clothes were lying in a neat pile on the stump he’d been sitting on, and even the steam had dissipated.
“As I said,” the djinni told him, amused, “every wish. Every desire.”
“Anything?”
He nodded. “Anything.”
Then he knelt and guided Cooper’s cock into his mouth.
Available now at both All Romance eBooks and Amazon!
May 31, 2014
The Appeal of a Submissive Man
In the BDSM world and the world of erotica, dominant men are the norm, with submissive men typically existing only in gay erotica (where they exist because of a dominant man), and dominant women being less of the norm (though not unheard of).
We all know the appeal of a dominant man – he displays his passion through aggression, cares for you vocally, and lets you vocalize your own desires. But what’s the appeal in a submissive man?
1. He reverses the norm. Like a cross-dressing man or a butch woman, a submissive man ignores gender norms, and there’s something very sexy about that.
2. He gives you control. A submissive man can be anything outside of the bedroom; but inside it, he gives over control to his partner. For their partner, this is especially erotic if they’re not used to having control in the bedroom; it can also be comforting.
3. He loves – and is very into – you taking over. Even more than giving you control, he loves that he’s giving it to you. The very thought of you having control is, for the submissive man, erotic.
Personally, I would like to see more submissive men in erotica – especially straight erotica, where they’re almost nonexistent outside of hardcore non-consensual areas.
What could be sexier than a man submitting himself to you?
P.S. If you’ve read any good submissive men lately, let me know in the comments section!
May 30, 2014
FREE Gay Erotica! Goliath, Volume 1
FREE today only: the first volume in the Goliath Series.
4,000+ words. In a futuristic dystopian society, monarchy has returned to America in response to international tensions. When a prince falls in love with a soldier, he’ll put everything on the line for the man he loves. These two men will share an epic romance so steamy it wasn’t fit the pages of a history book – but first, they’ll have to find each other.
18+ ONLY.
M/M Erotica with romance and plot.
At least one STEAMY scene in every volume! Ongoing series.
Read an excerpt:
The prince’s bedchamber was dark and drafty despite the fire a servant had coaxed in his fireplace. One such servant approached now to take his cloak, but he motioned him away, turning his attention to the four stiff-backed guards who followed him everywhere.
His father’s disapproval burned a hot pit in his throat.
“Leave, all of you.” Jonathan’s guards bowed and stepped back. “Except Linnaeus.”
The dark-haired youth froze in place, his head bowed. “As Your Grace wishes.” The other three guards walked out with their heads bowed, closing the palatial doors behind them.
Jonathan sauntered over to his bed and sat on it, leaning back on his elbows. A small smile tugged at his lips, and he savored Linnaeus’s profile from afar. “Undress for me.”
Linnaeus unclasped his cloak pin and bent down to take off his boots.
“Slower,” Jonathan said, adding, “and look at me, why don’t you.”
“It’s hard to look at you and my boots at the same time,” Linnaeus said, stepping out of them and tilting his chin up. A flirtatious grin played around his normally solemn mouth. “But I’ll try.”
“You should try not to look so eager.” Jonathan stood and strode over to his drinks cabinet, watching Linnaeus slowly peel off his blue and gold overcoat. He wore a ceremonial sword at his shoulder and two very real guns at his hip, ready at any moment to lay his life down for his prince. A prince he would do anything for, eager and easy to please.
“It’s difficult not to be enthusiastic when it’s been a while… Your Grace.” Linnaeus unbuckled his sword belt and dropped it at his feet. He wore a clingy white button-up and a pair of black leather pants that clung to his now-revealed form. Jonathan poured them each a glass of red wine and walked slowly, deliberately, over to Linnaeus, reveling in the fact that he was still completely dressed. Maybe he would even stay that way, this time.
“Drink up,” he said, handing the glass over. “Consider your guard duties over for tonight.”
“That’s just as well, Your Grace, because I sent for Matthew to take over from me.” He took the glass with long, callused fingers, looking down at David from between his eyelashes. “Should I continue undressing?”
“No.” Jonathan drank his wine and dropped the glass on the plush carpet. “I’ll do the rest of it myself.”
He pressed his hand against the soldier’s crotch, enjoying the soft moan that escaped from the man’s lips. Linnaeus drank his own wine, but set the glass down more carefully on a side tablet, backing slowly into one of the many couches in Jonathan’s bedroom.
Jonathan pulled his guard’s shift out of his pants, reaching under to press his fingers greedily against his warm skin. He tilted his head up for a kiss and was met by hungry lips that took his forcefully; gone was Linnaeus’s deference, his titles and duties. In its place was the hungry dance they’d danced many times before, each time more demanding than the one before.
Slipping his tongue into Linnaeus’s mouth, Jonathan reached behind him to unbuckle his gun belt and thought suddenly of the soldier who’d come before his father that morning.
Not now, Jonathan.
He pushed the thought away, dropping the belt and slipping his fingertips into the edge of Linnaeus’s tight leather trousers. “They really need to give you a more relaxed uniform,” he said, pulling back from the hungry kiss for a moment. “This one is so difficult to get you out of.”
“I told you, it’s all in the laces.” Linnaeus took his hand and pushed it southward to his groin, pressing against him with a moan. Jonathan cupped the man’s hard cock through leather and cotton, watching as Linnaeus’s brown eyes glazed over with desire.
The soldier from this morning had blue eyes, he thought absently, annoyed with himself again.
“You should start taking off your clothes,” Linnaeus said, reaching for his thick red-and-black cloak.
“Not yet.” Jonathan pushed the guard back until he sat down on the couch, looking up now instead of down. “I have something else in mind, first.”
Linnaeus reached up and traced a finger around his mouth. “Are you going to put those useless lips to good work?”
“They’re only good for one thing,” Jonathan said, ignoring the ache in his chest it gave him to admit that. He’d never been the son his father had wanted and if filled him with grief, but that had no place here in his bedroom, with one of his favorite lovers.
Jonathan straddled Linnaeus and bent towards him, engulfing his lips with his own. He teased and nibbled at the soldier’s upper lip, and Linnaeus, for his part, pressed his hands against the outside of Jonathan’s white calfskin trousers and stroked him through the leather.
Jonathan pressed against him, lost in the sensations, even letting him unlace his trousers until they were loose around his hips.
“Now now,” Jonathan said, pulling back before Linnaeus could go any further. He stood up, his pants draped open, his princely uniform ruined no doubt by his state of undress. “I told you, you first.”
