Happy Humping Day and new story out!

Happy Humping Day to all!

I have a new story out!

Billy and Montana tie the knot! Or do they?



Marriage is in the air at the Hammer Club! While celebrating Marcus and Jim’s first year anniversary with them, the question of marriage comes up between Billy and Montana.

Montana is less than receptive to the concept, though, surprising Billy. Not willing to leave it alone, Billy digs until he finds out what Montana’s objections are, allowing the long-term couple to reconnect.

Will Billy put a ring on it? Or is marriage just not in the cards for them?

This story is also in the They Do M/M Anthology.

Pick it up here!

There's an excerpt here on the publisher's page.




"Come on, boy. I want you to ride." He grabbed Montana's ass and raised him up.

Montana took his cock, rubbed the tip against the tiny wrinkled hole.

Sliding his hands to Montana's hips, he tugged his boy down. That tiny hole took his cock like a dream, wrapping around the base, Montana's muscles fluttering.

"Oh, fuck. Montana. Pure heaven."

Montana gave him a moment to breathe, then his boy started riding him. Squeezing tight, he dug his fingers into Montana's hips, knowing he was leaving bruises. Tanny kept rubbing against him, sliding against his abs. Here was his pushy boy and he loved it.

"You're not allowed to come unless I say you can."

"No? I can't?" Montana laughed, the sound needy.

"All right, you can, but if you do, you'll be punished."

Tanny nodded. "I understand."

He swatted Montana's ass. "You keep forgetting the 'Master'."

Montana nodded. "I understand, Master. Another, please?"

Beaming at his boy, he swatted Montana's ass again. Tanny moaned, those lips falling open. The sweet ass squeezed around him, working his prick. Using his other hand, he swatted Montana's other ass cheek three times in a row. His boy's face was a study in pleasure.

Alternating hands, he spanked Montana some more and Montana curled down, rested against his shoulder. Billy pressed kisses on the top of Montana's head, thrusting up as hard as he could, letting Montana feel it all.

"Love. Master. Good." The soft words poured out.

He nodded, a moan stealing his voice.

Montana's hair was a caress of his own, petting his skin. He found breath and enough brains to whisper actual words. "Better make it good. Last one for days."

"No fair."

"All's fair in love."