Monday, August 10, 2020

Rafe was his only reality -- #MFRWsteam #MFRWOrg #MFRWAuthor #MMRomance #Giveaway

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Welcome to the Marketing for Romance Authors Steam Hop, a monthly celebration of red hot romance. Today I have an X-rated MM excerpt from my recently released gay scifi romance The H-Gene.

When a gay plague spread to heterosexuals, killing millions and sparking brutal anti-gay riots, the Guardians rounded up men who tested positive for the homogene, including seventeen year old Dylan Moore, and imprisoned them in remote quarantine centers like desolate Camp Malheur.

Camp guard Rafe Cowell is H-negative. He figures the lust he feels watching prisoner 3218 masturbate on the surveillance cameras must be due to his loneliness and isolation. When he finally meets the prisoner, he discovers that Dylan is brilliant, brave, sexy as hell — and claims to be in love with Rafe. Despite his qualms, Rafe finds he can't resist the other man's charm. By the time Dylan asks for his help in escaping, Rafe cares too much for Dylan to refuse.

Dylan's plan goes awry and Rafe comes to his rescue. Soon they're both fugitives, hiding in the Plague-ravaged city of Sanfran. In this excerpt, they have gained entrance to a ruined bathhouse in the Castro exclusion zone that serves as the secret headquarters of Queer Resistance, hoping to get some assistance in fleeing to safety. The head of QR isn’t available, so they’re forced to wait.

 

Excerpt

Here.” He handed each of them a folded, dingy-looking towel and a key, then pointed down a dimly lit corridor. “Locker room’s at the end of the hall. Baths are in the basement, massage on the second floor. I’ll come find you when he gets back.” Dylan didn’t expect the grin that twitched at the man’s thin mouth. “Have fun.”

Wait a minute…” Rafe tried to return the towel.

Dylan grabbed his hand and pulled him down the hall. “Thanks,” he called back. “We really appreciate it.”

Rafe struggled to extricate his hand from Dylan’s grip. “Stop,” he hissed. “No way I’m getting naked in front of a bunch of queers.”

Oh, really? Do you want to go back outside, then? Well, go ahead.” Dylan was suddenly furious. How could he love such a damned homophobe? “Maybe that copter wasn’t looking for us after all. Anyway, you’re not queer. You don’t have to worry. You can explain it all. How you were tricked into helping some Plague-infected perv escape quarantine. It wasn’t your fault, was it? Sneaky little fag must have drugged you or something. You’re straight as Uncle Ike, right?”

Dylan…”

Dylan snatched Rafe’s towel. The key clattered to the tiled floor. “Better get out of here while you can, man,” he taunted. “Before some nasty queer swallows your cock or grabs your ass!”

Rafe crouched to pick up the key. Dylan watched his thigh muscles flex and shift under the denim of his jeans. His anger fled as quickly as it had appeared.

I’m sorry, Dyl.” Rafe reached out to enfold Dylan in his arms. “You’re right to be pissed off.”

Dylan nuzzled into the other man’s armpit. The musky scent of Rafe’s sweat had him hard in two breaths.

I’m just as queer as you are, I guess. Never mind my genes. But you gotta understand…” Dylan felt the shudder that shook his lover’s frame. “I’ve never been in a place like this.”

Dylan rubbed his swollen cock against Rafe’s fly and was pleased to feel the response. “Don’t worry, baby. I’ll take care of you.”

The locker room was empty. Dylan was glad for Rafe’s sake. They stripped and fastened their towels around their waists. Dylan was hard as concrete, but Rafe seemed too preoccupied to notice.

Let’s go downstairs,” Dylan said. Hand in hand they made their way along a corridor lined with closed doors. Grunts and moans issued from behind some of them. Rafe gripped his hand more tightly. At the same time, the towel wrapped around the black man’s hips revealed a distinct bulge at the crotch.

A rickety staircase led to the basement. Here, in a tiled maze of passages, the sex was far more public. One man pinned his partner to the wall, wrists captured overhead, jerking himself off while plundering his companion’s mouth. Another couple, one man deeply tanned, the other pale, writhed on a bench in one of the alcoves, hips pumping in synchrony. Further down, they encountered two burly biker types sharing a slight, bookish-looking man with a dark ponytail. Their victim bent over a stool, with one cock buried in his ass and another in his drooling mouth. Bold tattoos rippled over the bikers’ muscular backs as they pounded into him. The bliss on the younger man’s face made it clear that he was a willing participant in the scene.

Dylan glanced at Rafe, checking his reaction to this raunchiness. The black man’s full lips were parted in a pant. His eyes simmered with lust. His erection distorted the towel, a wet spot growing at the tip. Grinning, Dylan unknotted his own towel and swung it around his neck. His cock arched towards the ceiling, eager for action.

He caught and held Rafe’s eyes. Don’t be afraid, he broadcast to his lover. I’m here. The other man seemed to get the message. Slowly, without breaking the visual connection, he unwrapped his hips and set his massive erection free.

Dylan was suddenly dizzy with need. He sank to his knees, mouth open to receive the glorious hardness waving in front of his face. Rafe, however, pulled him back to his feet.

Not here,” he said. He half dragged Dylan through an open doorway into a vast, empty room that smelled faintly of chlorine. The rectangular depression in the center was an old swimming pool, empty now save for an algae-scummed puddle at the deep end. Rafe settled on the ledge that ran along the wall and spread his legs wide. His dick reared up like a snake, the single eye charming Dylan into a motionless trance.

Suck me,” Rafe commanded. Dylan didn’t need a second invitation. In two seconds, he was kneeling between those corded thighs.

Ignoring the chill, slimy tile under his knees, he leaned forward and swallowed Rafe to the very root. He buried his nose in Rafe’s wiry pubes. The rich man-musk drowned out the smells of mold and rotting wood. The spongy knob prodded his palate. He drew back, sucking hard and wringing a groan of appreciation from Rafe. “Your mouth is so damn hot,” the black man moaned as Dylan slithered his tongue along the silky shaft, then engulfed it once more. “Oh, God! Yes!”

Usually Rafe took control, fucking Dylan’s mouth with the same ferocity he lavished on his ass.

This time, though, he let Dylan do the work of pleasing him. Dylan played with the fat log of flesh, alternating between teasing his lover and devouring him. He pursed his lips over the bulb, tongued the weeping slit, flicked at the sensitive frenulum, until Rafe was begging for more. Then he plunged down, turning on the suction, immersing his lover in wet heat.

Finally, Rafe couldn’t hold back. He seized Dylan’s head, holding him fast. His blunt fingers clutched handfuls of Dylan’s hair as he drove his cock down the other man’s throat. The slight pain made Dylan’s own prick even harder. He relaxed, opening himself to everything Rafe gave him.

He forgot about the camp. He forgot about Hammer. He completely forgot where he was. Rafe was his only reality—hardness and heat filling his mouth, salt and bitterness on his tongue, ripe sweat in his nostrils, smooth ebony skin rippling in front of his half-closed eyes.

Rafe was close. Dylan knew the signs now—the little twitches under the silken skin, the way the man’s impossibly huge cock swelled even further. Come for me, baby, he thought. Just a taste of your cum and I’ll be there too.

He reached down to cradle Rafe’s balls. They were tight, trembling in his palm. Yes, that’s right, baby. Come.

His own arousal hummed in the background. His cock throbbed, jerking in sympathy with Rafe’s thrusts. Right now, Rafe’s pleasure was more important than his own.

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You can buy this dramatic, intense romance at all the usual outlets. Or you can leave me a comment with your email. I will randomly choose one commenter to receive a free ebook copy of this full-length novel.

Buy Links

Kinky Literature https://www.kinkyliterature.com/book/7233-the-hgene-after-the-plague-book-1/

Amazon UShttps://www.amazon.com/dp/B08CVNK6NL

Amazon UKhttps://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B08CVNK6NL

Smashwordshttps://www.smashwords.com/books/view/1032512

Barnes and Noblehttps://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-h-gene-lisabet-sarai/1137338272?ean=2940164186050

Kobohttps://www.kobo.com/th/en/ebook/the-h-gene

Add on Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/54529211-the-h-gene

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Be sure to sample the steamy posts from the other authors participating in today’s hop!



16 comments:

Ornery Owl of Naughty Netherworld Press and Readers Roost (Not Charlotte) said...

I like Dylan's gritty personality. There is a real story here, not just sex for the sake of sex. Fine work!
Naughty Netherworld Press

Lisabet Sarai said...

Thanks, Owl. This novel is definitely character driven.

Debby said...

This sounds really good. I am just finishing up a plague type one and need another.
debby236 at hotmail dot com

Jana Richards said...

Very timely book about a plague. A very hot scene!

Gale Stanley said...

This is hawt!!

Kathryn R. Blake said...

Wow, Lisabet. Very visual and intense. Rafe is on a path to discovery, and I doubt it will be an easy one for him. Dylan, however, seems fully equipped to help him. Great snippet.

Colleen C. said...

You always find the best snippets to share with us!

Dee S Knight and Anne Krist said...

So hot, Lisabet! I like the tension between the two men, as well as the real affection. Poor Rafe! Trying to work it all out in his mind is quite a task.

Daryl Devoré said...

Intense and hot!!!
Tweeted.

bn100 said...

nice excerpt
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Fiona McGier said...

Uber hot action, like always. I was out of town, but I will join the next steam blog-hop. Got to catch up on my thousands of emails first. But I will check out the other steamy excerpts. Phew!

Keta Diablo said...

Great read, Lisabet!
Tweeted: https://twitter.com/ketadiablo/status/1293375939804647424

Keta

H.B. said...

Sounds really interesting the characters seen likable. Thank you for the giveaway chance!

humhumbum AT yahoo DOT com

Savanna Kougar said...

That's the best sex when nothing else matters but you and your partner. I certainly felt their ferocious passion for each other!

Adriana said...

so richly detailed, as always - makes it real. Superb!

Lisabet Sarai said...

Congratulations to BN, who wins a copy of The H-Gene. The next Steam Hop is September 8th.

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