Today’s Sizzling Sunday excerpt is from Necessary Madness, my M/M paranormal erotic romance. Although the book deals with psychic powers such as prescience and telepathy, it is essentially a contemporary romance set in the gritty industrial city of Worcester, Massachusetts.
Nineteen year old Kyle sees visions of disasters, visions that tear his world apart. Everyone assumes that he is schizophrenic, but Rob, the cop who picks him up off the street, knows better. Rob's own experience has taught him that psychic powers are real, and potentially devastating.
Since his telepathic sister's brutal murder, Rob wants nothing to do with "gifted" individuals like Kyle. Yet he can't deny his attraction to the beautiful, tortured young man―an attraction that appears to be mutual. When a brilliant, sadistic practitioner of the black arts lures Kyle into his clutches, Rob faces the possibility that once again he may lose the person he loves most to the forces of darkness.
The following excerpt takes place after Kyle has been admitted to the state psychiatric hospital, raving from his worst-ever visions. Rob has accepted the fact that he wants and needs the younger man, and has convinced Kyle to trust him.
Rob pulled into his parking space and killed the engine. Kyle didn’t stir. Rob gave him a gentle shake. “Kyle? We’re here.”
The youth gave him a beatific smile. “Ah, right. Sorry, guess I drifted off. I was having a great dream.” He stretched, his lithe body making Rob’s cock stiffen further. “A normal dream, for once,” he added. “Not some paranormal vision.”
“Oh yeah?” Rob led the way up the stairs to his apartment, moving awkwardly due to his erection. He stood back from the open door, letting Kyle enter first, then closed it and threw the bolt. “What did you dream?”
Kyle came up from behind and threw his arms around Rob’s chest. He rubbed the hard lump in his groin against Rob’s ass. “I dreamt that your cock was inside me,” he whispered.
Rob’s penis leapt inside his sticky shorts. He turned to face his companion. They were nearly equal in height, though Kyle had a slighter build. He pressed his lips against Kyle’s, tracing the bow-shaped outline with his tongue. Reaching down between their bodies, he palmed Kyle’s huge erection. Kyle ground himself against Rob’s hand. By the time they broke the kiss, both were panting.
“That, at least, is a dream that could come true,” Rob murmured as he unbuttoned Kyle’s shirt and unzipped the fly. The borrowed clothing was stiff with cum. They’d have to wash it well before returning it to the hospital.
Kyle’s smoky scent rose from his exposed pubes. His cock jutted towards the ceiling, a rod of ivory tipped with ruby. “I think I need a shower first,” he commented with a grin. “Come on.”
Kyle led the way to the bathroom. Rob hastened to follow, dropping his clothes on the way. The glass door of the shower stall was already misted with steam when he stepped inside. Kyle stood under the showerhead, his back arched, jet locks slicked back from his brow and rampant cock dripping. He opened his eyes as Rob entered. Scalding spray hit Rob’s belly.
“I like it hot,” said Kyle, spreading suds over his chest and down his taut abdomen. “Hope that’s okay.” He grasped his cock in a soapy fist and pumped it a few times. Rob thought he’d cream just from the sight.
“Hot’s fine with me.” Rob scooped a handful of foam from Kyle’s body and rubbed it over his own pecs. His nipples stood up like triggers from the mat of soapy fur. Kyle reached out to tweak one of the aching beads. A thunderbolt of pleasure struck Rob’s groin.
Kyle’s nipples were hidden by soapsuds. Rob trailed a finger through the lather, from Kyle’s navel to his collarbone, then spiralled around Kyle’s breast, exposing damp skin. He snagged the nub at the apex between thumb and forefinger and squeezed. Kyle gasped.
“Like that, boy?” He pulled Kyle’s slippery body against his own, straddling the other man’s thigh.
“Yeah…” Rob’s cock slid back and forth across Kyle’s wet flesh. He pinched the rosy head of Kyle’s erection. Kyle yelped in surprise.
“Oh, yeah. Anything, Rob, I like anything you do to me…” Kyle whimpered with pleasure as Rob milked his cock. Kyle seemed so delicate, so malleable. Fierce lust boiled up in Rob’s heart. His cock was stone. More rough than he’d been before, he turned the boy around, pressing Kyle’s hips against the tiles, then flattened himself against the other man’s back. He ran his erection along Kyle’s butt crack, sliding over the soapy skin.
“And you want me to fuck you?” He jerked his hips, forcing Kyle closer to the wall. “You want my cock in your ass?”
Rob explored the crevice between Kyle’s cheeks, stroking, testing. “Spread your legs. Open for me.”