Yesterday's Post:
Yanking Brad's boxers down to his knees, Jaxon opened his mouth and swallowed Brad's cock as deep as he could. Above him, Brad moaned, fingers clenching in Jaxon's hair. Jaxon echoed him. This was what he'd wanted when they booked this trip. The way Brad kneaded his scalp, the noises he made, the head-spinning taste and smell of Brad's excitement.
Jaxon had wanted the passion back. Seemed like he'd gotten his wish.
Beside him, the god let out a low growl. "Mmm. Beautiful. Wouldn't you agree, Luke?"
Jaxon glanced sideways, bending to suck Brad's balls. Luke was staring at them, the god's prick still sliding in and out of his mouth in a slow, steady rhythm. The fire in his eyes made Jaxon's crotch ache. God, what he wouldn't give for Luke to pull his shorts down and fuck his ass while Brad fucked his mouth.
"Luke," the god breathed, running a hand through Luke's hair. "Your friends have a wish only you can fulfill. I think you know what it is. What remains to be seen is, will you grant them their wish?"
Letting the god's heavy prick slip out of his mouth, Luke sat back on his heels and watched Jaxon deep-throat Brad's cock. His eyes followed the slide of Jaxon's lips up and down Brad's shaft, the flick of his tongue over the head when he pulled back.
When Luke dropped to all fours and crawled like a cat toward them, the only thing keeping Jaxon from whooping in victory was Brad's prick still buried in his throat.
Todays installment:
Luke inched up behind Jaxon on hand and knee, feeling the intense scrutiny of the God’s powerful gaze on his own ass all the way. If anything, knowing he was being watched and appraised only made him harder, his dick like steel where it bounced below him, slapping his abs and leaving a sticky trail behind with every sinuous glide he made across the floor toward his friends.
Jaxon looked up at Luke approached, his beautiful lips curved up at the corners around Brad’s thick cock, his eyes twinkling with mischief. Luke smiled at him and continued around the pair, until he was where he most wanted to be, faced with the firm round globes of Jaxon’s pale ass. He reached out a tentative hand and skated his fingers over the silken skin of Jaxon’s ass, feeling his friend’s body tremble in response to his touch.
He separated the pale globes, revealing the tight pink pucker between, and leaned forward, inhaling the delicate aroma of lusty man and clean skin with only a hint of whatever soap Jaxon had used that morning. Without lube, there was only one way he knew of to prepare Jaxon for his cock, without hurting him. He could only hope Jaxon would derive as much enjoy from this as he would.
Luke blew a stream of air over Jaxon’s ass, fascinated with the way it made his hole clench and flutter. He bent forward and gave a tentative lick, swiping the tip of his tongue around the tight ring of muscle, giving Jaxon a chance to buck him off, if it was something he didn’t want. When no response came, other than the wet slurping sounds of Jaxon sucking off Brad, and Brad’s quiet whimpers, Luke resumed his feast, licking and sucking the tiny whorl of wrinkled skin.
Jaxon wiggled his ass, pushing back against Luke’s tongue for more. Luke stiffened his tongue into a point and jabbed it at Jaxon’s ass, fucking his friend’s ass with it until he felt the snug entrance give way and loosen for him, giving all appearance of being ready for something bigger, ready for his cock.
Monday, July 30, 2007
Sunday, July 29, 2007
Luke, Jaxon, Brad, and the Statue: The Saga Continues...
Previously, on the famous Slah & Burn round robin:
Jaxon pressed his cheek against Brad's nearly-hairless chest. For long moments he waited there, listening to the pounding of Brad's heart, hearing the rasp of breath in and out of his lungs. Jaxon drew Brad's scent into his lungs. Heaven. If it existed surely it was filled with moments like these when they fit together perfectly, heart and soul.
He dropped to his knees, nuzzling along the arrow of hair that led to the waistband of Brad's pants. A flick of his fingers unfastened them. The zipper rasped loud in the public square. Against the cotton cloth of his boxers, Brad's cock surged forward, and Jaxon pressed his lips to it through the thin cloth. The organ leapt in response, as did Jaxon's cock, still confined in his jeans. Hands on Brad's hips, Jaxon angled them so he could turn and watch Luke sucking the former-statue's cock. His cheeks hollowed out, lashes fanned on his cheeks, Luke looked like a man bent on a mission, and unbidden, a moan rose from deep within Jaxon's chest.
"I like it that you get off on watching them," Brad whispered. "But I'd like it even more if you suck my cock the way Luke is sucking that statue." He curled his fingers into the back of Jaxon's head, and once more pulled his mouth toward his tented boxers.
And now, today's episode (very short, since it's late and my brain don't work good right now):
Yanking Brad's boxers down to his knees, Jaxon opened his mouth and swallowed Brad's cock as deep as he could. Above him, Brad moaned, fingers clenching in Jaxon's hair. Jaxon echoed him. This was what he'd wanted when they booked this trip. The way Brad kneaded his scalp, the noises he made, the head-spinning taste and smell of Brad's excitement.
Jaxon had wanted the passion back. Seemed like he'd gotten his wish.
Beside him, the god let out a low growl. "Mmm. Beautiful. Wouldn't you agree, Luke?"
Jaxon glanced sideways, bending to suck Brad's balls. Luke was staring at them, the god's prick still sliding in and out of his mouth in a slow, steady rhythm. The fire in his eyes made Jaxon's crotch ache. God, what he wouldn't give for Luke to pull his shorts down and fuck his ass while Brad fucked his mouth.
"Luke," the god breathed, running a hand through Luke's hair. "Your friends have a wish only you can fulfill. I think you know what it is. What remains to be seen is, will you grant them their wish?"
Letting the god's heavy prick slip out of his mouth, Luke sat back on his heels and watched Jaxon deep-throat Brad's cock. His eyes followed the slide of Jaxon's lips up and down Brad's shaft, the flick of his tongue over the head when he pulled back.
When Luke dropped to all fours and crawled like a cat toward them, the only thing keeping Jaxon from whooping in victory was Brad's prick still buried in his throat.
To be continued...
Jaxon pressed his cheek against Brad's nearly-hairless chest. For long moments he waited there, listening to the pounding of Brad's heart, hearing the rasp of breath in and out of his lungs. Jaxon drew Brad's scent into his lungs. Heaven. If it existed surely it was filled with moments like these when they fit together perfectly, heart and soul.
He dropped to his knees, nuzzling along the arrow of hair that led to the waistband of Brad's pants. A flick of his fingers unfastened them. The zipper rasped loud in the public square. Against the cotton cloth of his boxers, Brad's cock surged forward, and Jaxon pressed his lips to it through the thin cloth. The organ leapt in response, as did Jaxon's cock, still confined in his jeans. Hands on Brad's hips, Jaxon angled them so he could turn and watch Luke sucking the former-statue's cock. His cheeks hollowed out, lashes fanned on his cheeks, Luke looked like a man bent on a mission, and unbidden, a moan rose from deep within Jaxon's chest.
"I like it that you get off on watching them," Brad whispered. "But I'd like it even more if you suck my cock the way Luke is sucking that statue." He curled his fingers into the back of Jaxon's head, and once more pulled his mouth toward his tented boxers.
And now, today's episode (very short, since it's late and my brain don't work good right now):
Yanking Brad's boxers down to his knees, Jaxon opened his mouth and swallowed Brad's cock as deep as he could. Above him, Brad moaned, fingers clenching in Jaxon's hair. Jaxon echoed him. This was what he'd wanted when they booked this trip. The way Brad kneaded his scalp, the noises he made, the head-spinning taste and smell of Brad's excitement.
Jaxon had wanted the passion back. Seemed like he'd gotten his wish.
Beside him, the god let out a low growl. "Mmm. Beautiful. Wouldn't you agree, Luke?"
Jaxon glanced sideways, bending to suck Brad's balls. Luke was staring at them, the god's prick still sliding in and out of his mouth in a slow, steady rhythm. The fire in his eyes made Jaxon's crotch ache. God, what he wouldn't give for Luke to pull his shorts down and fuck his ass while Brad fucked his mouth.
"Luke," the god breathed, running a hand through Luke's hair. "Your friends have a wish only you can fulfill. I think you know what it is. What remains to be seen is, will you grant them their wish?"
Letting the god's heavy prick slip out of his mouth, Luke sat back on his heels and watched Jaxon deep-throat Brad's cock. His eyes followed the slide of Jaxon's lips up and down Brad's shaft, the flick of his tongue over the head when he pulled back.
When Luke dropped to all fours and crawled like a cat toward them, the only thing keeping Jaxon from whooping in victory was Brad's prick still buried in his throat.
To be continued...
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Round Robin - My Turn
Previously on the round robin...
Now, now, now, Jaxon's mind screamed. The possibility of getting caught in public only added to the excitement. He did take a quick peek around though. This time of day most people were ensconced somewhere eating dinner and with the statue, er...god, in the far corner of the garden, Jaxon didn't see anyone. And right now he didn't give a flying fuck if they got caught.Grabbing Brad's hand, he tugged them both closer. Luke took almost every inch of the god's cock as the former statue plunged in and out of his mouth."Strip," the god ordered, leaving no room for disobedience.Who the hell would. Jaxon made short order of divesting himself of his clothes but from the corner of his eye he saw Brad standing still as a...well, a statue, damn it. His heart hammered. Maybe this wasn't what Brad wanted. Putting his hands on Brad's shoulders, Jaxon faced his lover, his heart in his throat, and breathed a sigh of relief.He didn't find the concern he thought he'd see. What he did see was pure lust. Brad was practically drooling at watching Luke suck the god's cock."I won't tell you again," the god growled, his head thrown back in ecstasy.Jaxon slipped his hands beneath Brad's shirt and lifted it off him, luxuriating in the feel of his lover's smooth skin and rock hard abs. He pressed his mouth to one of the nipples he'd uncovered, sucking the tight nub between his lips and biting gently on it. Brad's breath hissed out and he held Jaxon close against him with a hand tunneled in Jaxon's hair.
Jaxon pressed his cheek against Brad's nearly-hairless chest. For long moments he waited there, listening to the pounding of Brad's heart, hearing the rasp of breath in and out of his lungs. Jaxon drew Brad's scent into his lungs. Heaven. If it existed surely it was filled with moments like these when they fit together perfectly, heart and soul.
He dropped to his knees, nuzzling along the arrow of hair that led to the waistband of Brad's pants. A flick of his fingers unfastened them. The zipper rasped loud in the public square. Against the cotton cloth of his boxers, Brad's cock surged forward, and Jaxon pressed his lips to it through the thin cloth. The organ leapt in response, as did Jaxon's cock, still confined in his jeans. Hands on Brad's hips, Jaxon angled them so he could turn and watch Luke sucking the former-statue's cock. His cheeks hollowed out, lashes fanned on his cheeks, Luke looked like a man bent on a mission, and unbidden, a moan rose from deep within Jaxon's chest.
"I like it that you get off on watching them," Brad whispered. "But I'd like it even more if you suck my cock the way Luke is sucking that statue." He curled his fingers into the back of Jaxon's head, and once more pulled his mouth toward his tented boxers.
Now, now, now, Jaxon's mind screamed. The possibility of getting caught in public only added to the excitement. He did take a quick peek around though. This time of day most people were ensconced somewhere eating dinner and with the statue, er...god, in the far corner of the garden, Jaxon didn't see anyone. And right now he didn't give a flying fuck if they got caught.Grabbing Brad's hand, he tugged them both closer. Luke took almost every inch of the god's cock as the former statue plunged in and out of his mouth."Strip," the god ordered, leaving no room for disobedience.Who the hell would. Jaxon made short order of divesting himself of his clothes but from the corner of his eye he saw Brad standing still as a...well, a statue, damn it. His heart hammered. Maybe this wasn't what Brad wanted. Putting his hands on Brad's shoulders, Jaxon faced his lover, his heart in his throat, and breathed a sigh of relief.He didn't find the concern he thought he'd see. What he did see was pure lust. Brad was practically drooling at watching Luke suck the god's cock."I won't tell you again," the god growled, his head thrown back in ecstasy.Jaxon slipped his hands beneath Brad's shirt and lifted it off him, luxuriating in the feel of his lover's smooth skin and rock hard abs. He pressed his mouth to one of the nipples he'd uncovered, sucking the tight nub between his lips and biting gently on it. Brad's breath hissed out and he held Jaxon close against him with a hand tunneled in Jaxon's hair.
Jaxon pressed his cheek against Brad's nearly-hairless chest. For long moments he waited there, listening to the pounding of Brad's heart, hearing the rasp of breath in and out of his lungs. Jaxon drew Brad's scent into his lungs. Heaven. If it existed surely it was filled with moments like these when they fit together perfectly, heart and soul.
He dropped to his knees, nuzzling along the arrow of hair that led to the waistband of Brad's pants. A flick of his fingers unfastened them. The zipper rasped loud in the public square. Against the cotton cloth of his boxers, Brad's cock surged forward, and Jaxon pressed his lips to it through the thin cloth. The organ leapt in response, as did Jaxon's cock, still confined in his jeans. Hands on Brad's hips, Jaxon angled them so he could turn and watch Luke sucking the former-statue's cock. His cheeks hollowed out, lashes fanned on his cheeks, Luke looked like a man bent on a mission, and unbidden, a moan rose from deep within Jaxon's chest.
"I like it that you get off on watching them," Brad whispered. "But I'd like it even more if you suck my cock the way Luke is sucking that statue." He curled his fingers into the back of Jaxon's head, and once more pulled his mouth toward his tented boxers.
Wednesday, July 25, 2007
Round Robin--I think we need a title...
Jesus Christ, it was biggest he'd ever seen. In circumfrence and length. Jaxon scooted backward from the postion he'd landed in, on his butt, kicking dirt and rocks as he tried to get a better look...no, to get away. That's what he was doing, fighting to get away from the thing. It would tear him in half if he let it anywhere near his body. Smooth and hard, it curved slightly upward and made Jaxon swallow with it's impressive nature.
"Damn," Luke Hillhouse said as he looked up at the thing that had sent his acquaintance Jaxon into such a spazz. Luke, peered over the tops of his sunglasses, his dark gaze gliding up and down the ancient monument before them. "The guy at the hotel said this statue was based on a living god. He said it dated from before the pyramids. Of course they have no proof and the locals won't let them do testing, but that's the legend. " Luke peered over the glasses again to Jaxon wo as still on his ass staring. "I wonder what the goddesses looked like. "
"I thought you were gay," Jaxon shot back. "Isn't that the whole point of Castro Travel? To give the GLBTQA community a friendly environment to travel under?"
Luke shrugged his well muscled shoulders and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his snug denim cut-offs. "Gay, straight, who needs labels?" Jaxon's stare was hard and accusing. "Fine," Luke said tersely. "Consider me part of the Q & A aspect--Questioning and Allied, okay?"
Before Jaxon could respond another man approached. "I wondered where you wandered off to."
Jaxon shot Luke a dirty look as his handsome friend stifled a chuckle. Turning from the nearly god-like form of Luke to the man who'd just arrived, Jaxon pasted a false smile on his face. The whole purpose of this trip was supposed to be to find some sort of spark in his relationship with Brad. Ten days spent travelling around the Mediterranean, when Brad's fair skin burned at even the mention of sun, when his sensitive stomach rebelled at the merest suggestion of seafood, when his palate preferred slabs of beef and potatoes instead of fine Italian cuisine... Jaxon wished, not for the first time, that Brad could be more like Luke.
"Sorry, we found ourselves fascinated by a god." Thankful not to have to stare his and Brad's rough relationship in the face, he turned his attention back to the statue.
"He certainly is, uh, well-endowed." Brad's gaze seemed glued to the statue's enormous phallus.
"Imagine taking it from a man like that." Jaxon inched closer to his lover and cupped one buttock, harder than usual from all the walking they'd done on their trip. He gave it a squeeze.
Brad gulped. A shudder wound its way down his spine.
Jaxon grinned. Perhaps there was hope for him and Brad yet. Over the top of his lover's tousled brown hair he caught Luke's hungry stare. Perhaps, the menu served three...
"Hey, Luke," Jaxon said, tracing a fingertip up Brad's spine. "I heard if you lick the statue's cock, it'll come to life and grant you a wish."
Brad turned and gave him a stern look. "You didn't hear any such thing."
"Did too." Jaxon pressed against Brad's back, inhaling the scent of his sweat. "The maid told me."
Luke looked thoughtful. "Actually, the guy I talked to said something like that. I don't think you had to lick it though. Just touch it."
Jaxon grinned. "I dare you."
Luke's eyes went wide. "Who, me?"
"Yeah." Resting his head against Brad's, Jaxon gave Luke his best challenging stare. "Come on, Luke. What's the harm?"
Luke turned, giving the statue a considering look, and Jaxon knew he had him. Yes! His secret wish to be the meat in a Brad-and-Jaxon sandwich is about to come true!
"All right," Luke said. "You're on." He squared his shoulders, stepped over the useless little fence around the statue, and stalked toward it...
Luke ran his fingers over the cool marble phallus that had them all fascinated. Thick as a beer can and longer than a ruler, it had each of them spellbound. What would it be like to spread for a man that well hung?
Painful most likely…
He’d take real flesh and blood appendages over false play-toys any day. Which brought him back to the couple waiting patiently for him to bend and run his tongue over the statue. He’d been fantasizing about Jaxon and Brad for the duration of their vacation. Who wouldn’t, when both men were hot as hell, and so adorably clueless about that same hotness? Their naiveté alone made his dick hard. All he could think about was kinky ways to corrupt them. Now seemed like as good a time as any.
Luke bent at the waist, waggling his ass at the men like a naughty puppy begging for a spanking, and extended his tongue toward the tip of the phallus. He pushed away thoughts of who else had tried this, and the germs engendered in the process, and moaned like a two-dollar whore as he licked the cold marble cockhead.
“Oh my God,” Brad cried from behind him. “I can’t believe you’re really doing that.”
Luke stood up straight and turned to face the men, who stood side by side staring at him as if he’d lost his mind. “Hey, you’re the ones who dared me to do it.”
Jaxon grinned. “But we didn’t think you’d actually do it. That thing has to be dirty.”
Luke shrugged and winked. “No more germy than sucking a real cock. Want me to give you a demonstration of that?”
“Don’t offer if you’re not willing to deliver.”
Jaxon’s tone was teasing, but his body went tense where it pressed into Brad's back. God, the verbal foreplay was making him hot. Not to mention what the hard ridge pressed against his ass was doing to him. Scorching!
This is why he’d agreed to the trip. He wanted the chance to rekindle his sex life with Jaxon, and the sparks were definitely starting to fly now. Still, Brad wasn’t sure if Luke was serious or merely playing. And yet the idea of having both Jaxon and Luke made his own cock sit up and beg for attention. While he had reservations about sharing Jaxon, maybe Luke was exactly what they needed.
“You’re the one who licked it, Luke. Should be your wish being granted, not Jaxon’s fantasy.” Brad wondered if his voice sounded deeper and sexier to anyone else or if it was his imagination.
Luke studied his expression and Brad’s whole body began to tingle under the intense scrutiny. The other man gave him a slow once over as Jaxon’s hands slid from his waist, gliding over his chest to tease his pebbled nipples.
“What if that was my wish?”
Luke took a step closer, and Brad’s heart began to pound against his ribs.
“Would you let me suck Jaxon’s cum down my throat?”
Another taunt, another step. Luke was killing him. Brad noticed a fine sheen of sweat coated Luke’s bronzed flesh. His mouth watered for a taste. He imagined sliding his tongue across all those hard planes and sharp angles.
“And what if I wanted you pounding into my ass at the same time?”
Hell yes! The idea sounded like heaven, and oh the visuals his mind was busy creating.
Luke stood just out of reach, but close enough Brad could smell his rich masculine scent. It made Brad think of spicy exotic seasonings, and long nights of fucking. He wasn’t able to suppress a deep moan.
With his hands on his narrow hips, Luke’s fingers framed the impressive bulge in his pants. Brad licked his dry lips. If Jaxon’s fingers clenching reflexively into his pecs was any indication, his lover was just as turned on.
“What about it? Would you grant my wish?”
"I can grant all of your wishes."
Luke shuddered as the deep softly accented voice came from behind and washed over him like the waves on the beach. He looked to his friends. Brad and Jaxon both stood stock still their eyes wide their mouths agape. They'd heard it too and he had the distinct feeling they were seeing the owner of the voice as well.
Swallowing hard Luke slowly turned and found his own jaw dropping. The statue was gone and in it's place was a gorgeous god of a man. A man whose full attention was upon him. "Why not finish what you started, hmmm?" the man said with a wicked grin.
Again Luke swallowed and forced his gaze from the man's perfect handsome face. His body was muscular but not musclebound. His skin was pale and had a most unusual sheen to it. His flesh and blood abs were as chiseled as the statue version had been and his cock. Well. It wasn't quite the monster it had been a moment ago but it was long and thick and stood out from from a thatch of dark coarse curls. The man pumped his hand along the rigid shaft, once, twice, a third time, each movement slow and calculating and when a drop of pearly pre-cum appeared Luke fell to his knees and licked it away with a leisurely flick of his tongue.
"Don't be shy," the man said to Jaxon and Brad as he ran his fingers through Luke's dark hair. "Join us."
Jaxon’s gaze darted from the now flesh and blood statue to Luke sucking greedily on the thick protruding cock, then back to the god like stranger. His erection throbbed and filled as far as his skin could stretch so it was nearly painful. He couldn’t stop his hips from pressing forward into Brad’s back, grinding into those tight cheeks.
“Are we hallucinating?” Brad’s voice was a whisper, mingling with the sweet slurping sounds coming from Jaxon. “Perhaps they put some sort of foreign drug into our food.”
“Who cares. Have you ever seen anything sexier?”
Brad chuckled. “Yeah, when you're down on your knees sucking me.”
Jaxon groaned. His hands slid over his lover’s chest until they cupped the hardened cock straining to break free from the material holding it captive. It was pleasing to know Brad felt that way.
The sexy stranger threw his head back and pumped his hips to Luke’s rhythm. “You only get one chance. It’s now or never.” His words were nearly groans, the sound exciting Jaxon even more than he thought was possible.
AND TODAY'S SECTION!
Now, now, now, Jaxon's mind screamed. The possibility of getting caught in public only added to the excitement. He did take a quick peek around though. This time of day most people were ensconced somewhere eating dinner and with the statue, er...god, in the far corner of the garden, Jaxon didn't see anyone. And right now he didn't give a flying fuck if they got caught.
Grabbing Brad's hand, he tugged them both closer. Luke took almost every inch of the god's cock as the former statue plunged in and out of his mouth.
"Strip," the god ordered, leaving no room for disobedience.
Who the hell would. Jaxon made short order of divesting himself of his clothes but from the corner of his eye he saw Brad standing still as a...well, a statue, damn it. His heart hammered. Maybe this wasn't what Brad wanted. Putting his hands on Brad's shoulders, Jaxon faced his lover, his heart in his throat, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't find the concern he thought he'd see. What he did see was pure lust. Brad was practically drooling at watching Luke suck the god's cock.
"I won't tell you again," the god growled, his head thrown back in ecstasy.
Jaxon slipped his hands beneath Brad's shirt and lifted it off him, luxuriating in the feel of his lover's smooth skin and rock hard abs. He pressed his mouth to one of the nipples he'd uncovered, sucking the tight nub between his lips and biting gently on it. Brad's breath hissed out and he held Jaxon close against him with a hand tunneled in Jaxon's hair.
"Damn," Luke Hillhouse said as he looked up at the thing that had sent his acquaintance Jaxon into such a spazz. Luke, peered over the tops of his sunglasses, his dark gaze gliding up and down the ancient monument before them. "The guy at the hotel said this statue was based on a living god. He said it dated from before the pyramids. Of course they have no proof and the locals won't let them do testing, but that's the legend. " Luke peered over the glasses again to Jaxon wo as still on his ass staring. "I wonder what the goddesses looked like. "
"I thought you were gay," Jaxon shot back. "Isn't that the whole point of Castro Travel? To give the GLBTQA community a friendly environment to travel under?"
Luke shrugged his well muscled shoulders and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his snug denim cut-offs. "Gay, straight, who needs labels?" Jaxon's stare was hard and accusing. "Fine," Luke said tersely. "Consider me part of the Q & A aspect--Questioning and Allied, okay?"
Before Jaxon could respond another man approached. "I wondered where you wandered off to."
Jaxon shot Luke a dirty look as his handsome friend stifled a chuckle. Turning from the nearly god-like form of Luke to the man who'd just arrived, Jaxon pasted a false smile on his face. The whole purpose of this trip was supposed to be to find some sort of spark in his relationship with Brad. Ten days spent travelling around the Mediterranean, when Brad's fair skin burned at even the mention of sun, when his sensitive stomach rebelled at the merest suggestion of seafood, when his palate preferred slabs of beef and potatoes instead of fine Italian cuisine... Jaxon wished, not for the first time, that Brad could be more like Luke.
"Sorry, we found ourselves fascinated by a god." Thankful not to have to stare his and Brad's rough relationship in the face, he turned his attention back to the statue.
"He certainly is, uh, well-endowed." Brad's gaze seemed glued to the statue's enormous phallus.
"Imagine taking it from a man like that." Jaxon inched closer to his lover and cupped one buttock, harder than usual from all the walking they'd done on their trip. He gave it a squeeze.
Brad gulped. A shudder wound its way down his spine.
Jaxon grinned. Perhaps there was hope for him and Brad yet. Over the top of his lover's tousled brown hair he caught Luke's hungry stare. Perhaps, the menu served three...
"Hey, Luke," Jaxon said, tracing a fingertip up Brad's spine. "I heard if you lick the statue's cock, it'll come to life and grant you a wish."
Brad turned and gave him a stern look. "You didn't hear any such thing."
"Did too." Jaxon pressed against Brad's back, inhaling the scent of his sweat. "The maid told me."
Luke looked thoughtful. "Actually, the guy I talked to said something like that. I don't think you had to lick it though. Just touch it."
Jaxon grinned. "I dare you."
Luke's eyes went wide. "Who, me?"
"Yeah." Resting his head against Brad's, Jaxon gave Luke his best challenging stare. "Come on, Luke. What's the harm?"
Luke turned, giving the statue a considering look, and Jaxon knew he had him. Yes! His secret wish to be the meat in a Brad-and-Jaxon sandwich is about to come true!
"All right," Luke said. "You're on." He squared his shoulders, stepped over the useless little fence around the statue, and stalked toward it...
Luke ran his fingers over the cool marble phallus that had them all fascinated. Thick as a beer can and longer than a ruler, it had each of them spellbound. What would it be like to spread for a man that well hung?
Painful most likely…
He’d take real flesh and blood appendages over false play-toys any day. Which brought him back to the couple waiting patiently for him to bend and run his tongue over the statue. He’d been fantasizing about Jaxon and Brad for the duration of their vacation. Who wouldn’t, when both men were hot as hell, and so adorably clueless about that same hotness? Their naiveté alone made his dick hard. All he could think about was kinky ways to corrupt them. Now seemed like as good a time as any.
Luke bent at the waist, waggling his ass at the men like a naughty puppy begging for a spanking, and extended his tongue toward the tip of the phallus. He pushed away thoughts of who else had tried this, and the germs engendered in the process, and moaned like a two-dollar whore as he licked the cold marble cockhead.
“Oh my God,” Brad cried from behind him. “I can’t believe you’re really doing that.”
Luke stood up straight and turned to face the men, who stood side by side staring at him as if he’d lost his mind. “Hey, you’re the ones who dared me to do it.”
Jaxon grinned. “But we didn’t think you’d actually do it. That thing has to be dirty.”
Luke shrugged and winked. “No more germy than sucking a real cock. Want me to give you a demonstration of that?”
“Don’t offer if you’re not willing to deliver.”
Jaxon’s tone was teasing, but his body went tense where it pressed into Brad's back. God, the verbal foreplay was making him hot. Not to mention what the hard ridge pressed against his ass was doing to him. Scorching!
This is why he’d agreed to the trip. He wanted the chance to rekindle his sex life with Jaxon, and the sparks were definitely starting to fly now. Still, Brad wasn’t sure if Luke was serious or merely playing. And yet the idea of having both Jaxon and Luke made his own cock sit up and beg for attention. While he had reservations about sharing Jaxon, maybe Luke was exactly what they needed.
“You’re the one who licked it, Luke. Should be your wish being granted, not Jaxon’s fantasy.” Brad wondered if his voice sounded deeper and sexier to anyone else or if it was his imagination.
Luke studied his expression and Brad’s whole body began to tingle under the intense scrutiny. The other man gave him a slow once over as Jaxon’s hands slid from his waist, gliding over his chest to tease his pebbled nipples.
“What if that was my wish?”
Luke took a step closer, and Brad’s heart began to pound against his ribs.
“Would you let me suck Jaxon’s cum down my throat?”
Another taunt, another step. Luke was killing him. Brad noticed a fine sheen of sweat coated Luke’s bronzed flesh. His mouth watered for a taste. He imagined sliding his tongue across all those hard planes and sharp angles.
“And what if I wanted you pounding into my ass at the same time?”
Hell yes! The idea sounded like heaven, and oh the visuals his mind was busy creating.
Luke stood just out of reach, but close enough Brad could smell his rich masculine scent. It made Brad think of spicy exotic seasonings, and long nights of fucking. He wasn’t able to suppress a deep moan.
With his hands on his narrow hips, Luke’s fingers framed the impressive bulge in his pants. Brad licked his dry lips. If Jaxon’s fingers clenching reflexively into his pecs was any indication, his lover was just as turned on.
“What about it? Would you grant my wish?”
"I can grant all of your wishes."
Luke shuddered as the deep softly accented voice came from behind and washed over him like the waves on the beach. He looked to his friends. Brad and Jaxon both stood stock still their eyes wide their mouths agape. They'd heard it too and he had the distinct feeling they were seeing the owner of the voice as well.
Swallowing hard Luke slowly turned and found his own jaw dropping. The statue was gone and in it's place was a gorgeous god of a man. A man whose full attention was upon him. "Why not finish what you started, hmmm?" the man said with a wicked grin.
Again Luke swallowed and forced his gaze from the man's perfect handsome face. His body was muscular but not musclebound. His skin was pale and had a most unusual sheen to it. His flesh and blood abs were as chiseled as the statue version had been and his cock. Well. It wasn't quite the monster it had been a moment ago but it was long and thick and stood out from from a thatch of dark coarse curls. The man pumped his hand along the rigid shaft, once, twice, a third time, each movement slow and calculating and when a drop of pearly pre-cum appeared Luke fell to his knees and licked it away with a leisurely flick of his tongue.
"Don't be shy," the man said to Jaxon and Brad as he ran his fingers through Luke's dark hair. "Join us."
Jaxon’s gaze darted from the now flesh and blood statue to Luke sucking greedily on the thick protruding cock, then back to the god like stranger. His erection throbbed and filled as far as his skin could stretch so it was nearly painful. He couldn’t stop his hips from pressing forward into Brad’s back, grinding into those tight cheeks.
“Are we hallucinating?” Brad’s voice was a whisper, mingling with the sweet slurping sounds coming from Jaxon. “Perhaps they put some sort of foreign drug into our food.”
“Who cares. Have you ever seen anything sexier?”
Brad chuckled. “Yeah, when you're down on your knees sucking me.”
Jaxon groaned. His hands slid over his lover’s chest until they cupped the hardened cock straining to break free from the material holding it captive. It was pleasing to know Brad felt that way.
The sexy stranger threw his head back and pumped his hips to Luke’s rhythm. “You only get one chance. It’s now or never.” His words were nearly groans, the sound exciting Jaxon even more than he thought was possible.
AND TODAY'S SECTION!
Now, now, now, Jaxon's mind screamed. The possibility of getting caught in public only added to the excitement. He did take a quick peek around though. This time of day most people were ensconced somewhere eating dinner and with the statue, er...god, in the far corner of the garden, Jaxon didn't see anyone. And right now he didn't give a flying fuck if they got caught.
Grabbing Brad's hand, he tugged them both closer. Luke took almost every inch of the god's cock as the former statue plunged in and out of his mouth.
"Strip," the god ordered, leaving no room for disobedience.
Who the hell would. Jaxon made short order of divesting himself of his clothes but from the corner of his eye he saw Brad standing still as a...well, a statue, damn it. His heart hammered. Maybe this wasn't what Brad wanted. Putting his hands on Brad's shoulders, Jaxon faced his lover, his heart in his throat, and breathed a sigh of relief.
He didn't find the concern he thought he'd see. What he did see was pure lust. Brad was practically drooling at watching Luke suck the god's cock.
"I won't tell you again," the god growled, his head thrown back in ecstasy.
Jaxon slipped his hands beneath Brad's shirt and lifted it off him, luxuriating in the feel of his lover's smooth skin and rock hard abs. He pressed his mouth to one of the nipples he'd uncovered, sucking the tight nub between his lips and biting gently on it. Brad's breath hissed out and he held Jaxon close against him with a hand tunneled in Jaxon's hair.
Monday, July 23, 2007
Another Addition
The paranormal is a great twist :)
It's been ages since I've done this, but here's my little tidbit to add.
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"Don't be shy," the man said to Jaxon and Brad as he ran his fingers through Luke's dark hair. "Join us."
Jaxon’s gaze darted from the now flesh and blood statue to Luke sucking greedily on the thick protruding cock, then back to the god like stranger. His erection throbbed and filled as far as his skin could stretch so it was nearly painful. He couldn’t stop his hips from pressing forward into Brad’s back, grinding into those tight cheeks.
“Are we hallucinating?” Brad’s voice was a whisper, mingling with the sweet slurping sounds coming from Jaxon. “Perhaps they put some sort of foreign drug into our food.”
“Who cares. Have you ever seen anything sexier?”
Brad chuckled. “Yeah, when you're down on your knees sucking me.”
Jaxon groaned. His hands slid over his lover’s chest until they cupped the hardened cock straining to break free from the material holding it captive. It was pleasing to know Brad felt that way.
The sexy stranger threw his head back and pumped his hips to Luke’s rhythm. “You only get one chance. It’s now or never.” His words were nearly groans, the sound exciting Jaxon even more than he thought was possible.
It's been ages since I've done this, but here's my little tidbit to add.
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"Don't be shy," the man said to Jaxon and Brad as he ran his fingers through Luke's dark hair. "Join us."
Jaxon’s gaze darted from the now flesh and blood statue to Luke sucking greedily on the thick protruding cock, then back to the god like stranger. His erection throbbed and filled as far as his skin could stretch so it was nearly painful. He couldn’t stop his hips from pressing forward into Brad’s back, grinding into those tight cheeks.
“Are we hallucinating?” Brad’s voice was a whisper, mingling with the sweet slurping sounds coming from Jaxon. “Perhaps they put some sort of foreign drug into our food.”
“Who cares. Have you ever seen anything sexier?”
Brad chuckled. “Yeah, when you're down on your knees sucking me.”
Jaxon groaned. His hands slid over his lover’s chest until they cupped the hardened cock straining to break free from the material holding it captive. It was pleasing to know Brad felt that way.
The sexy stranger threw his head back and pumped his hips to Luke’s rhythm. “You only get one chance. It’s now or never.” His words were nearly groans, the sound exciting Jaxon even more than he thought was possible.
Friday, July 20, 2007
The Round Robin
What can I say, my life is like the Twilight Zone I had to go paranormal. :P
"I can grant all of your wishes."
Luke shuddered as the deep softly accented voice came from behind and washed over him like the waves on the beach. He looked to his friends. Brad and Jaxon both stood stock still their eyes wide their mouths agape. They'd heard it too and he had the distinct feeling they were seeing the owner of the voice as well.
Swallowing hard Luke slowly turned and found hs own jaw dropping. The statue was gone and in it's place was a gorgeous god of a man. A man whose full attention was upon him. "Why not finish what you started, hmmm?" the man said with a wicked grin.
Again Luke swallowed and forced his gaze from the man's perfect handsome face. His body was muscular but not musclebound. His skin was pale and had a most unusual sheen to it. His flesh and blood abs were as chiseled as the statue version had been and his cock. Well. It wasn't quite the monster it had been a moment ago but it was long and thick and stood out from from a thatch of dark coarse curls. The man pumped his hand along the rigid shaft, once, twice, a third time, each movement slow and calculating and when a drop of pearly pre-cum appeared Luke fell to his knees and licked it away with a leisurely flick of his tongue.
"Don't be shy," the man said to Jaxon and Brad as he ran his fingers through Luke's dark hair. "Join us."
* * * * * * *
"I can grant all of your wishes."
Luke shuddered as the deep softly accented voice came from behind and washed over him like the waves on the beach. He looked to his friends. Brad and Jaxon both stood stock still their eyes wide their mouths agape. They'd heard it too and he had the distinct feeling they were seeing the owner of the voice as well.
Swallowing hard Luke slowly turned and found hs own jaw dropping. The statue was gone and in it's place was a gorgeous god of a man. A man whose full attention was upon him. "Why not finish what you started, hmmm?" the man said with a wicked grin.
Again Luke swallowed and forced his gaze from the man's perfect handsome face. His body was muscular but not musclebound. His skin was pale and had a most unusual sheen to it. His flesh and blood abs were as chiseled as the statue version had been and his cock. Well. It wasn't quite the monster it had been a moment ago but it was long and thick and stood out from from a thatch of dark coarse curls. The man pumped his hand along the rigid shaft, once, twice, a third time, each movement slow and calculating and when a drop of pearly pre-cum appeared Luke fell to his knees and licked it away with a leisurely flick of his tongue.
"Don't be shy," the man said to Jaxon and Brad as he ran his fingers through Luke's dark hair. "Join us."
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
The Round Robin Continues...
Yay, it’s my turn. I love what everyone has written so far, and hope y’all enjoy my addition.
(Mandi’s final paragraph…)Luke shrugged and winked. “No more germy than sucking a real cock. Want me to give you a demonstration of that?”
“Don’t offer if you’re not willing to deliver.”
Jaxon’s tone was teasing, but his body went tense where it pressed into Brad's back. God, the verbal foreplay was making him hot. Not to mention what the hard ridge pressed against his ass was doing to him. Scorching!
This is why he’d agreed to the trip. He wanted the chance to rekindle his sex life with Jaxon, and the sparks were definitely starting to fly now. Still, Brad wasn’t sure if Luke was serious or merely playing. And yet the idea of having both Jaxon and Luke made his own cock sit up and beg for attention. While he had reservations about sharing Jaxon, maybe Luke was exactly what they needed.
“You’re the one who licked it, Luke. Should be your wish being granted, not Jaxon’s fantasy.” Brad wondered if his voice sounded deeper and sexier to anyone else or if it was his imagination.
Luke studied his expression and Brad’s whole body began to tingle under the intense scrutiny. The other man gave him a slow once over as Jaxon’s hands slid from his waist, gliding over his chest to tease his pebbled nipples.
“What if that was my wish?”
Luke took a step closer, and Brad’s heart began to pound against his ribs.
“Would you let me suck Jaxon’s cum down my throat?”
Another taunt, another step. Luke was killing him. Brad noticed a fine sheen of sweat coated Luke’s bronzed flesh. His mouth watered for a taste. He imagined sliding his tongue across all those hard planes and sharp angles.
“And what if I wanted you pounding into my ass at the same time?”
Hell yes! The idea sounded like heaven, and oh the visuals his mind was busy creating.
Luke stood just out of reach, but close enough Brad could smell his rich masculine scent. It made Brad think of spicy exotic seasonings, and long nights of fucking. He wasn’t able to suppress a deep moan.
With his hands on his narrow hips, Luke’s fingers framed the impressive bulge in his pants. Brad licked his dry lips. If Jaxon’s fingers clenching reflexively into his pecs was any indication, his lover was just as turned on.
“What about it? Would you grant my wish?”
*rubbing hands together* Whose next? I can't wait to read more.
(Mandi’s final paragraph…)Luke shrugged and winked. “No more germy than sucking a real cock. Want me to give you a demonstration of that?”
“Don’t offer if you’re not willing to deliver.”
Jaxon’s tone was teasing, but his body went tense where it pressed into Brad's back. God, the verbal foreplay was making him hot. Not to mention what the hard ridge pressed against his ass was doing to him. Scorching!
This is why he’d agreed to the trip. He wanted the chance to rekindle his sex life with Jaxon, and the sparks were definitely starting to fly now. Still, Brad wasn’t sure if Luke was serious or merely playing. And yet the idea of having both Jaxon and Luke made his own cock sit up and beg for attention. While he had reservations about sharing Jaxon, maybe Luke was exactly what they needed.
“You’re the one who licked it, Luke. Should be your wish being granted, not Jaxon’s fantasy.” Brad wondered if his voice sounded deeper and sexier to anyone else or if it was his imagination.
Luke studied his expression and Brad’s whole body began to tingle under the intense scrutiny. The other man gave him a slow once over as Jaxon’s hands slid from his waist, gliding over his chest to tease his pebbled nipples.
“What if that was my wish?”
Luke took a step closer, and Brad’s heart began to pound against his ribs.
“Would you let me suck Jaxon’s cum down my throat?”
Another taunt, another step. Luke was killing him. Brad noticed a fine sheen of sweat coated Luke’s bronzed flesh. His mouth watered for a taste. He imagined sliding his tongue across all those hard planes and sharp angles.
“And what if I wanted you pounding into my ass at the same time?”
Hell yes! The idea sounded like heaven, and oh the visuals his mind was busy creating.
Luke stood just out of reach, but close enough Brad could smell his rich masculine scent. It made Brad think of spicy exotic seasonings, and long nights of fucking. He wasn’t able to suppress a deep moan.
With his hands on his narrow hips, Luke’s fingers framed the impressive bulge in his pants. Brad licked his dry lips. If Jaxon’s fingers clenching reflexively into his pecs was any indication, his lover was just as turned on.
“What about it? Would you grant my wish?”
*rubbing hands together* Whose next? I can't wait to read more.
Monday, July 16, 2007
Round Robin Story Continues...
Well, I'm up.next for the round robin story. My fellow authors have got the ball rolling nicely for me. Now lets see what I can think up to add to this puppy. *g*
(final paragraph from Ally's installment...)
Yes! His secret wish to be the meat in a Brad-and-Jaxon sandwich is about to come true!"All right," Luke said. "You're on." He squared his shoulders, stepped over the useless little fence around the statue, and stalked toward it...
Luke ran his fingers over the cool marble phallus that had them all fascinated. Thick as a beer can and longer than a ruler, it had each of them spellbound. What would it be like to spread for a man that well hung?
Painful most likely…
He’d take real flesh and blood appendages over false play-toys any day. Which brought him back to the couple waiting patiently for him to bend and run his tongue over the statue. He’d been fantasizing about Jaxon and Brad for the duration of their vacation. Who wouldn’t, when both men were hot as hell, and so adorably clueless about that same hotness? Their naiveté alone made his dick hard. All he could think about was kinky ways to corrupt them. Now seemed like as good a time as any.
Luke bent at the waist, waggling his ass at the men like a naughty puppy begging for a spanking, and extended his tongue toward the tip of the phallus. He pushed away thoughts of who else had tried this, and the germs engendered in the process, and moaned like a two-dollar whore as he licked the cold marble cockhead.
“Oh my God,” Brad cried from behind him. “I can’t believe you’re really doing that.”
Luke stood up straight and turned to face the men, who stood side by side staring at him as if he’d lost his mind. “Hey, you’re the ones who dared me to do it.”
Jaxon grinned. “But we didn’t think you’d actually do it. That thing has to be dirty.”
Luke shrugged and winked. “No more germy than sucking a real cock. Want me to give you a demonstration of that?”
(final paragraph from Ally's installment...)
Yes! His secret wish to be the meat in a Brad-and-Jaxon sandwich is about to come true!"All right," Luke said. "You're on." He squared his shoulders, stepped over the useless little fence around the statue, and stalked toward it...
Luke ran his fingers over the cool marble phallus that had them all fascinated. Thick as a beer can and longer than a ruler, it had each of them spellbound. What would it be like to spread for a man that well hung?
Painful most likely…
He’d take real flesh and blood appendages over false play-toys any day. Which brought him back to the couple waiting patiently for him to bend and run his tongue over the statue. He’d been fantasizing about Jaxon and Brad for the duration of their vacation. Who wouldn’t, when both men were hot as hell, and so adorably clueless about that same hotness? Their naiveté alone made his dick hard. All he could think about was kinky ways to corrupt them. Now seemed like as good a time as any.
Luke bent at the waist, waggling his ass at the men like a naughty puppy begging for a spanking, and extended his tongue toward the tip of the phallus. He pushed away thoughts of who else had tried this, and the germs engendered in the process, and moaned like a two-dollar whore as he licked the cold marble cockhead.
“Oh my God,” Brad cried from behind him. “I can’t believe you’re really doing that.”
Luke stood up straight and turned to face the men, who stood side by side staring at him as if he’d lost his mind. “Hey, you’re the ones who dared me to do it.”
Jaxon grinned. “But we didn’t think you’d actually do it. That thing has to be dirty.”
Luke shrugged and winked. “No more germy than sucking a real cock. Want me to give you a demonstration of that?”
Sunday, July 15, 2007
More Round Robin...
Oh my! What a great story my cohorts are writing!
There's NO WAY I can keep up here. I've been in Chapel Hill with my daughter all weekend and am whupped, but I shall attempt a teeny bit for y'all :D
Jaxon grinned. Perhaps there was hope for him and Brad yet. Over the top of his lover's tousled brown hair he caught Luke's hungry stare. Perhaps, the menu served three...
"Hey, Luke," Jaxon said, tracing a fingertip up Brad's spine. "I heard if you lick the statue's cock, it'll come to life and grant you a wish."
Brad turned and gave him a stern look. "You didn't hear any such thing."
"Did too." Jaxon pressed against Brad's back, inhaling the scent of his sweat. "The maid told me."
Luke looked thoughtful. "Actually, the guy I talked to said something like that. I don't think you had to lick it though. Just touch it."
Jaxon grinned. "I dare you."
Luke's eyes went wide. "Who, me?"
"Yeah." Resting his head against Brad's, Jaxon gave Luke his best challenging stare. "Come on, Luke. What's the harm?"
Luke turned, giving the statue a considering look, and Jaxon knew he had him. Yes! His secret wish to be the meat in a Brad-and-Jaxon sandwich is about to come true!
"All right," Luke said. "You're on." He squared his shoulders, stepped over the useless little fence around the statue, and stalked toward it...
There's NO WAY I can keep up here. I've been in Chapel Hill with my daughter all weekend and am whupped, but I shall attempt a teeny bit for y'all :D
Jaxon grinned. Perhaps there was hope for him and Brad yet. Over the top of his lover's tousled brown hair he caught Luke's hungry stare. Perhaps, the menu served three...
"Hey, Luke," Jaxon said, tracing a fingertip up Brad's spine. "I heard if you lick the statue's cock, it'll come to life and grant you a wish."
Brad turned and gave him a stern look. "You didn't hear any such thing."
"Did too." Jaxon pressed against Brad's back, inhaling the scent of his sweat. "The maid told me."
Luke looked thoughtful. "Actually, the guy I talked to said something like that. I don't think you had to lick it though. Just touch it."
Jaxon grinned. "I dare you."
Luke's eyes went wide. "Who, me?"
"Yeah." Resting his head against Brad's, Jaxon gave Luke his best challenging stare. "Come on, Luke. What's the harm?"
Luke turned, giving the statue a considering look, and Jaxon knew he had him. Yes! His secret wish to be the meat in a Brad-and-Jaxon sandwich is about to come true!
"All right," Luke said. "You're on." He squared his shoulders, stepped over the useless little fence around the statue, and stalked toward it...
Saturday, July 14, 2007
Round Robin...continued
"Damn," Luke Hillhouse said as he looked up at the thing that had sent his acquaintance Jaxon into such a spazz. Luke, peered over the tops of his sunglasses, his dark gaze gliding up and down the ancient monument before them. "The guy at the hotel said this statue was based on a living god. He said it dated from before the pyramids. Of course they have no proof and the locals won't let them do testing, but that's the legend. " Luke peered over the glasses again to Jaxon wo as still on his ass staring. "I wonder what the goddesses looked like. ""I thought you were gay," Jaxon shot back. "Isn't that the whole point of Castro Travel? To give the GLBTQA community a friendly environment to travel under?"Luke shrugged his well muscled shoulders and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his snug denim cut-offs. "Gay, straight, who needs labels?" Jaxon's stare was hard and accusing. "Fine," Luke said tersely. "Consider me part of the Q & A aspect--Questioning and Allied, okay?"Before Jaxon could respond another man approached. "I wondered where you wandered off to."
Jaxon shot Luke a dirty look as his handsome friend stifled a chuckle. Turning from the nearly god-like form of Luke to the man who'd just arrived, Jaxon pasted a false smile on his face. The whole purpose of this trip was supposed to be to find some sort of spark in his relationship with Brad. Ten days spent travelling around the Mediterranean, when Brad's fair skin burned at even the mention of sun, when his sensitive stomach rebelled at the merest suggestion of seafood, when his palate preferred slabs of beef and potatoes instead of fine Italian cuisine... Jaxon wished, not for the first time, that Brad could be more like Luke.
"Sorry, we found ourselves fascinated by a god." Thankful not to have to stare his and Brad's rough relationship in the face, he turned his attention back to the statue.
"He certainly is, uh, well-endowed." Brad's gaze seemed glued to the statue's enormous phallus.
"Imagine taking it from a man like that." Jaxon inched closer to his lover and cupped one buttock, harder than usual from all the walking they'd done on their trip. He gave it a squeeze.
Brad gulped. A shudder wound its way down his spine.
Jaxon grinned. Perhaps there was hope for him and Brad yet. Over the top of his lover's tousled brown hair he caught Luke's hungry stare. Perhaps, the menu served three...
Friday, July 13, 2007
Continuing with the previous teaser
Jesus Christ, it was biggest he'd ever seen. In circumfrence and length. Jaxon scooted backward from the postion he'd landed in, on his butt, kicking dirt and rocks as he tried to get a better look...no, to get away. That's what he was doing, fighting to get away from the thing. It would tear him in half if he let it anywhere near his body. Smooth and hard, it curved slightly upward and made Jaxon swallow with it's impressive nature.
"Damn," Luke Hillhouse said as he looked up at the thing that had sent his acquaintance Jaxon into such a spazz. Luke, peered over the tops of his sunglasses, his dark gaze gliding up and down the ancient monument before them. "The guy at the hotel said this statue was based on a living god. He said it dated from before the pyramids. Of course they have no proof and the locals won't let them do testing, but that's the legend. " Luke peered over the glasses again to Jaxon wo as still on his ass staring. "I wonder what the goddesses looked like. "
"I thought you were gay," Jaxon shot back. "Isn't that the whole point of Castro Travel? To give the GLBTQA community a friendly environment to travel under?"
Luke shrugged his well muscled shoulders and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his snug denim cut-offs. "Gay, straight, who needs labels?" Jaxon's stare was hard and accusing. "Fine," Luke said tersely. "Consider me part of the Q & A aspect--Questioning and Allied, okay?"
Before Jaxon could respond another man approached. "I wondered where you wandered off to."
"Damn," Luke Hillhouse said as he looked up at the thing that had sent his acquaintance Jaxon into such a spazz. Luke, peered over the tops of his sunglasses, his dark gaze gliding up and down the ancient monument before them. "The guy at the hotel said this statue was based on a living god. He said it dated from before the pyramids. Of course they have no proof and the locals won't let them do testing, but that's the legend. " Luke peered over the glasses again to Jaxon wo as still on his ass staring. "I wonder what the goddesses looked like. "
"I thought you were gay," Jaxon shot back. "Isn't that the whole point of Castro Travel? To give the GLBTQA community a friendly environment to travel under?"
Luke shrugged his well muscled shoulders and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his snug denim cut-offs. "Gay, straight, who needs labels?" Jaxon's stare was hard and accusing. "Fine," Luke said tersely. "Consider me part of the Q & A aspect--Questioning and Allied, okay?"
Before Jaxon could respond another man approached. "I wondered where you wandered off to."
Tuesday, July 10, 2007
New Book Release and a read along!
Friday the 13th is a good day for me. Yay! It's the day Fantasmagorical releases--my first m/m attempt although it is a menage, so make it m/m/f. Woohoo. I'm so excited. Emily suggested a fun round robin where we each write a paragraph soooo....I'm starting it. LOL, I don't know if anyone'll follow it up, but hey. I'm leaving for RWA and tomorrow is my day to post so I thought it sounded like a fabulous idea. We'll have to see if it goes any further, LOL.
Jesus Christ, it was biggest he'd ever seen. In circumfrence and length. Jaxon scooted backward from the postion he'd landed in, on his butt, kicking dirt and rocks as he tried to get a better look...no, to get away. That's what he was doing, fighting to get away from the thing. It would tear him in half if he let it anywhere near his body. Smooth and hard, it curved slightly upward and made Jaxon swallow with it's impressive nature.
So there's my beginning. Hopefully someone will follow suit.
Jesus Christ, it was biggest he'd ever seen. In circumfrence and length. Jaxon scooted backward from the postion he'd landed in, on his butt, kicking dirt and rocks as he tried to get a better look...no, to get away. That's what he was doing, fighting to get away from the thing. It would tear him in half if he let it anywhere near his body. Smooth and hard, it curved slightly upward and made Jaxon swallow with it's impressive nature.
So there's my beginning. Hopefully someone will follow suit.
What I'm Reading Now
Call it blatant nepotism if you will, but I can't let my post day go by without mentioning how much I enjoyed the latest of the Phaze Fantasies collections. I had a story featured in Volume 1 (not M/M, but there are hints of it going on in a few scenes), but Volume 3 is all M/M by some Phaze favorites, names you may know.Honestly, it's an incredible collection, the largest of the Fantasies yet - close to 150K of no holds barred manlove. My favorites especially are:
James Buchanan's Mask, a mystic tale of forbidden love and deception set in Mexico, with a surprising ending you have to read for yourself. If you like James' cowboy stories, you're going to like this one (can't wait for Twice the Ride later this year).
Eliza Gayle's Dragon's Fate, a sort-of followup to Taken By Tarot. A dragon must take submissive lessons from a dominant Fae. Hot BDSM lovin'. Mmmmmmmm.
Of course, the rest of the book is great as well. Jamie Hill's Heads or Tails is a sweet contemporary about a man trying to figure out his preferences, Selah March's Hardcore is a gritty tale of witness protection (the kind you don't see on TV), Jade Falconer's Devotion is a loving historic fantasy of a rich man's desire to keep his slave bound by love and not obligation, and Yeva Wiest's Behind the Beard is just a plain hoot - a Regency tale of (naughty) manners.
From what I hear, too, Phaze may have to call for a second volume of manlove, as popular as this one is.
Monday, July 9, 2007
Featured Author
It's that time again, already? It feels like just yesterday that I posted here. Time flies, huh?
Well, today is a busy day for me with the release of my book, Journey to the Dark Side at Phaze. But it's not a M/M book, so I'll move on. (Sorry, I'm in promo mode *lol* )
July is a busy month for me both on a professional and personal level. There's birthdays, an anniversary, book release, renewal of my massage therapy license, and just the usual summer vacation activities. No wonder I feel like time is flying by.
Being a newbie in the world of publishing, I feel honored to be a July Featured Author at The Romance Studio Blue. What's even better is that it also highlights A Master's Love. So stop by and see my first interview. *biting nails*
http://www.theromancestudio.com/blue/who4.php
I'm also still posting chapters to my M/M free read, Second Chances at my blog.
Have a great week.
Well, today is a busy day for me with the release of my book, Journey to the Dark Side at Phaze. But it's not a M/M book, so I'll move on. (Sorry, I'm in promo mode *lol* )
July is a busy month for me both on a professional and personal level. There's birthdays, an anniversary, book release, renewal of my massage therapy license, and just the usual summer vacation activities. No wonder I feel like time is flying by.
Being a newbie in the world of publishing, I feel honored to be a July Featured Author at The Romance Studio Blue. What's even better is that it also highlights A Master's Love. So stop by and see my first interview. *biting nails*
http://www.theromancestudio.com/blue/who4.php
I'm also still posting chapters to my M/M free read, Second Chances at my blog.
Have a great week.
Sunday, July 8, 2007
One for the authors...
I invite you all to post the last two paragraphs that you wrote.
Kell put his palm flat on Arin’s chest and pushed him away. His fingers curled with slight, lingering reluctance on the coarse material of Arin’s jacket. “Watch out for that Cel-tech guy. He’s even more dangerous than you think. Don’t leave him alone anywhere on the station.”
He turned away and walked to his ship, slapped the dock panel and stepped inside without looking back.
The plot I want to write is possibly not good for romance. Kell goes to try and deal with the villain, Shipley, but is effectively killed and returns in an unfamilair alien form. What will romance readers make of a relationship where one of the partners doesn't know 1) it's the same guy and 2) he's now more than 50% alien with a serious agenda... hmmm.
Kell put his palm flat on Arin’s chest and pushed him away. His fingers curled with slight, lingering reluctance on the coarse material of Arin’s jacket. “Watch out for that Cel-tech guy. He’s even more dangerous than you think. Don’t leave him alone anywhere on the station.”
He turned away and walked to his ship, slapped the dock panel and stepped inside without looking back.
The plot I want to write is possibly not good for romance. Kell goes to try and deal with the villain, Shipley, but is effectively killed and returns in an unfamilair alien form. What will romance readers make of a relationship where one of the partners doesn't know 1) it's the same guy and 2) he's now more than 50% alien with a serious agenda... hmmm.
Saturday, July 7, 2007
What makes a man sexy?
Watching a man who normally is the intellectual, book-ish, dare I say Sci-fi geek type wield a circular saw, a drill, measure, and put up two very functional bookshelves is a major turn-on. At least to me. And no, the fact that I get to put my things on the bookshelves doesn't matter at all. He was just as sexy working on "his" book shelf as he was working on "mine."
So what makes a man sexy?
So many romances deal with seeing someone in a different light. Reunited lovers. Someone suddenly in the roll of protector who hadn't been in that role before. Strong men. Virile men.
And what is it about looking at the curve of a back as he's bent over his project, a studious look on his face, and knowing that when he attends to his lover, he looks just as determined, just as involved? Those hands that measure and mark with such precision apply that same exacting attention to detail as they play your body like a concert pianist. (oh and did I mention he knows how to play the piano too.)
I've come to the conclusion it's all in the little details as to what makes a man sexy. It's not just that he's tall, dark, and handsome, but it's the way his shirt stretches across those broad shoulders. The way his muscles move beneath his skin. The nuances of expression. And the way he takes command. Little things, that add up to a big want.
I have my bookshelves, and I can't deny a man with power tools... oh yeah, that's sexy!
So what makes a man sexy?
So many romances deal with seeing someone in a different light. Reunited lovers. Someone suddenly in the roll of protector who hadn't been in that role before. Strong men. Virile men.
And what is it about looking at the curve of a back as he's bent over his project, a studious look on his face, and knowing that when he attends to his lover, he looks just as determined, just as involved? Those hands that measure and mark with such precision apply that same exacting attention to detail as they play your body like a concert pianist. (oh and did I mention he knows how to play the piano too.)
I've come to the conclusion it's all in the little details as to what makes a man sexy. It's not just that he's tall, dark, and handsome, but it's the way his shirt stretches across those broad shoulders. The way his muscles move beneath his skin. The nuances of expression. And the way he takes command. Little things, that add up to a big want.
I have my bookshelves, and I can't deny a man with power tools... oh yeah, that's sexy!
Friday, July 6, 2007
Hey I knew I forgot something--to post to the blog *facepalm*
Here's a bit of news for the writers. Though nothing seesm specifically geared to M/M I'm sure there will be many things that apply to writing in general that can relate to M/M.
Romance Divas announces the first annual "Not Going to Nationals Cyber Conference" from July 11-15, right here on the forum. Best all, it's FREE!
We'll be having workshops, Q&As, and giveaways each day. All you have to do is participate!!!!
Schedule:
July 11:
Workshop: PC Cast and Kristin Cast (topic TBA)
Q&A: Erotic romance with Portia da Costa and Madelynne Ellis
July 12:
Workshop: Book Signing 101: Tips to Hlep Make your Signing a Success by Jackie Kessler
Q&A: Legal Issues for Writers by Amanda Brice
July 13:
Workshop: What to Expect After You Sign the Contract by Marley Gibson
Q&A: TBA (either with an agent from the Larsen-Pomada Agency or a panel on multi-cultural romance)
July 14:
Workshop: Sasha White (topic TBA)
Q&A: How To Write Both YA and Adult Romance by Berta Platas
July 15:
Workshop: Trim That Fatty Writing! by Rhonda Stapleton
Q&A: TBA (either with an agent from the Larsen-Pomada Agency or a panel on multi-cultural romance)
We also have loads of great giveaways, including books, critiques, coaching, and more!
Here's a bit of news for the writers. Though nothing seesm specifically geared to M/M I'm sure there will be many things that apply to writing in general that can relate to M/M.
Romance Divas announces the first annual "Not Going to Nationals Cyber Conference" from July 11-15, right here on the forum. Best all, it's FREE!
We'll be having workshops, Q&As, and giveaways each day. All you have to do is participate!!!!
Schedule:
July 11:
Workshop: PC Cast and Kristin Cast (topic TBA)
Q&A: Erotic romance with Portia da Costa and Madelynne Ellis
July 12:
Workshop: Book Signing 101: Tips to Hlep Make your Signing a Success by Jackie Kessler
Q&A: Legal Issues for Writers by Amanda Brice
July 13:
Workshop: What to Expect After You Sign the Contract by Marley Gibson
Q&A: TBA (either with an agent from the Larsen-Pomada Agency or a panel on multi-cultural romance)
July 14:
Workshop: Sasha White (topic TBA)
Q&A: How To Write Both YA and Adult Romance by Berta Platas
July 15:
Workshop: Trim That Fatty Writing! by Rhonda Stapleton
Q&A: TBA (either with an agent from the Larsen-Pomada Agency or a panel on multi-cultural romance)
We also have loads of great giveaways, including books, critiques, coaching, and more!
Monday, July 2, 2007
4th of July
Independence Day, or the Fourth of July, is an American holiday celebrating the signing of the Declaration of Independence on July 4, 1776—the birth of democracy. It’s a day when we head outdoors to enjoy summer activities like parades, barbecues and picnics, traditionally followed up by a fireworks display, all shared with family and friends.I love that in this country we are free to make our own choices and control the course of our lives (unless you’re in a D/s relationship *g*). Our society evolves a little more all the time, becoming more tolerant of, and even rejoicing in, our differences.
For my personal celebration, my family and I are currently in NYC for the Macy’s fireworks. I can’t think of a more symbolic place to be than sitting on the deck of a sightseeing boat watching the fireworks explode around the Statue of Liberty.
How will you be celebrating? Are you not free to celebrate due to work or other obligations? Do you have particular traditions you enjoy each year? Or is it just another day?
I hope you have a wonderful day of freedom and that your loved ones are near.
Happy Independence Day! Happy Birthday, America!
Sunday, July 1, 2007
Summertime, and the livin' is easy...
At least it is now, because I'm away from the Evil Day Job and spending a week at the beach with my family. This is my favorite time of the year! I love being able to lounge on the beach all day doing nothing. And right now, I'm loving watching a summer storm come in over the water. Pure paradise, I swear :D
So, because I need to disconnect before the lightning fries my laptop (and because I'm lazy LOL), I am turning it over to you, dear blog readers. What's your favorite thing to do and/or place to go for vacation? Do you love to travel to remote corners of the earth, or would you rather stay at home and redecorate? Where would you go and what would you do if you had all the time and money you needed? Me, I'd spend at least three or four months exploring Europe. Now you share YOUR vacation dream!
So, because I need to disconnect before the lightning fries my laptop (and because I'm lazy LOL), I am turning it over to you, dear blog readers. What's your favorite thing to do and/or place to go for vacation? Do you love to travel to remote corners of the earth, or would you rather stay at home and redecorate? Where would you go and what would you do if you had all the time and money you needed? Me, I'd spend at least three or four months exploring Europe. Now you share YOUR vacation dream!
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