Sunday Snog for Good (M/M, #201)

Greetings! Today is the start of Thanksgiving week, and hence, of the holiday season. To celebrate this season of love and generosity, some of the authors associated with the Coming Together altruistic erotica group are doing a fabulous blog hop, starting today through next Saturday. The grand prize will be a $40 bookstore gift certificate—not a bad holiday gift!—but in addition, every participating author will have a prize for a reader who comments on his or her post.

Meanwhile, I will have post every day during the hop. That’s seven chances to win, not including the grand prize!

I start off today with a kiss from my M/M holiday tale “Last Minute Gift”. This story was included in Coming Together for the Holidays. All proceeds from that book support Stand Up for Kids.

You’ll find the full blog hop schedule below.

And don’t forget to visit Snog Central today for more sexy kisses. (Victoria Blisse is also a Coming Together author.)

Oh, I almost forgot the prize! Leave a comment on this post, with your email address, and you could win a copy of my holiday romance Slush.

He and Flynn fit so incredibly well. He could scarcely believe the guy had been a virgin. Flynn was crazy for cock now, a real ass slut, screaming for more, more... so hot. So generous. This was something new, something different... something special.

The thought was what finally brought him to the boiling point. Roaring with lust, he ground his cock into Flynn's bowels and let loose. Jet after jet of spunk flooded out of him. Flynn's channel rippled around his spurting cock, milking him.

He collapsed onto Flynn's back, dimly aware that the other man was shaking with his own climax. Harry's going to be pissed at me for messing up his sofa, he thought. But it serves him right for making me work on Christmas Eve.

With his last bit of strength, Scott rolled off the couch onto the carpet, so that Flynn could stretch out. He lay on his back, panting, feeling what he knew was a silly grin spread across his face. “Damn, that was great. Thanks!”

Flynn's hand snaked down to give his a squeeze. “I'm the one who should thank you.” The artist propped himself up on one elbow and smiled down at Scott, his eyes glowing. “Now I know what I've been missing!”

“Yeah, well, you shouldn't have any trouble pleasing a lover after this.” Scott swung up to a sitting position and planted a kiss on the other man's laughing mouth. “Though you still might want to buy one of the plugs – just for practice.”

“I'd rather practice with a partner.”

“Well, I know lots of couples who are into anal toys...!”

They both giggled, then fell silent, awkward after their recent communion.

“I should close up the shop. It must be really late.”

“Yeah. Christmas already. Merry Christmas, Scott.”

“Same to you.” Scott peered around the office, trying to figure out what he'd done with his briefs. By the time he found them, he discovered, to his intense regret, that Flynn had already donned his trousers. Their eyes met.

“So, are you spending the holidays with your family?”

Scott snorted. “Fat chance. They pretty much disowned me when I told them I was gay. Anyway, they're out in California.” He looked down at the fingers buttoning his shirt, not wanting Flynn to see the moisture in his eyes. “I figured I'd do some studying.”

“Hmm. Do you want to come me with me to my mom's place out in Armonk?” Flynn forced Scott to look at him, then rewarded him with a deep kiss. “Nobody should be alone on Christmas.”

Flynn's lips reawakened Scott's excitement. He groped Flynn's crotch and discovered that his companion was hardening too. “I'd love to – but are your parents okay with you bringing a guy – a lover – to Christmas dinner?” Lover. The word kindled a new kind of warmth in his belly, something he hadn't felt in a very long time.

Thanks-Giving Back Hop Links

Sunday 22 November

http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2015/11/sunday-snog-for-good-mm-201.html

http://leighwantsfood.blogspot.com/2015/11/coming-together-giving-back-hop.html

Monday 23 November

http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2015/11/giving-it-away.html

http://delilahnight.com/2015/11/23/giving-back-blog-hop/

http://paidbytheweird.blogspot.com/2015/11/coming-together-thanksgiving-giving-back.html

http://wp.me/p1EqZm-Vt 

http://alessiabrio.blogspot.com/2015/11/giving-time-money-and-thanks.html

Tuesday 24 November

http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2015/11/funny-brutal-tender.html

Wednesday 25 November

http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2015/11/erotic-visions-for-brave.html

Thursday 26 November

http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2015/11/bloody-good-erotica.html

http://annabetherotica.com/

Friday 27 November

http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2015/11/release-day-for-another-coming-together.html

Saturday 28 November

http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2015/11/where-no-man-has-gone-before.html

Coming soon to iTunes, B&N, Kobo and more!

I just found out that Smashwords has approved my new book Slush for so-called "Premium Distribution". That means it will be available soon at iTunes, Kobo, Barnes and Noble and other fine ebook retailers and mobile libraries.

I'll post the links as I get them.

While I've got your attention - are you looking for more holiday reading?

I've got two short stories you can have for free. All you have to do is ask!

Just email me at lisabet [at] lisabetsarai [dot] com and tell me which one you want.

Last Minute Gift

M/M holiday romance by Lisabet Sarai

Silver Bells

M/F/M BDSM erotic romance by Lisabet Sarai

 

Happy Holidays!

Sunday Snog: Last Minute Kiss

Snogs are back! Here's a quick kiss from my free M/M holiday story, Last Minute Gift.

After you're done here, slip on over to Victoria's to read her gourmet kiss, then follow the links to other authors' sexy offerings.

Oh, and I have an ongoing contest related to Last Minute Gift. Read the full story, then send me an email at contest - at - lisabetsarai.com with the subject line "Last Minute Gift". Tell me which character you like better, Scott or Flynn, and why. You could win a copy of my latest release Nasty Business.  

Now, on with the snog!

Scott scooted his seat closer to Flynn's. Now he did rest his hand on that broad, wool-clad shoulder. Flynn sighed and leaned into the touch. Scott could feel the hard muscle shifting under his palm. "It's okay, man. You can tell me." Genuine sympathy mingled with lust.

Flynn held his gaze for a long time, clearly weighing the wisdom of sharing his secrets with a stranger. Finally he shrugged. "I'm gay."

"Yeah, I kind of figured. Me too."

"I figured." Flynn flashed a brief smile that was swiftly eclipsed by pained embarrassment. "The trouble is I've never - never been fucked. I've tried it with a couple of guys, but I'm just too tight. Too much pain - I can't take it."

A virgin! Scott sent a little prayer winging toward the gods of gayness, thanking them for this holiday gift.
"My last lover broke up with me because of it. He said he needed a boy whose ass he could ream."

"What a bastard! If he's that selfish, you're better off without him."

"Maybe." Flynn's lips trembled. It was obvious he'd been hurt. "Anyway, I've been doing some research on the Internet, and everyone says you should use a plug to stretch yourself out." He glanced down at the silicone object in his palm. "But it just seems so - I don't know, so gross. So impersonal, to shove some inanimate object up your butt."

Scott had a sudden image of himself bending a naked Flynn over a hassock and twisting the toy into that tight, virgin pucker. He'd already been half hard; now his cock swelled to to the point that his trousers felt like a straight jacket. "I think you need some help, Flynn."

"I don't know. Maybe I just need to find a man who's satisfied even if he can't fuck me."

"Would that satisfy you, though?" Scott rose to his feet and took the empty bottle from Flynn's hand. "Let me tell you, nothing feels so good..." Reaching down, he pulled the other man up, into his arms, and took possession of Flynn's tempting mouth.

The guy might be inexperienced when it came to anal sex, but he was an expert kisser. Scott felt warm all over as Flynn sealed their lips together and plunged an agile tongue into his mouth. The soft hairs of Flynn's mustache tickled his upper lip. Scott tasted peppermint breath mints underneath the yeasty flavor of the beer, and up close like this, he caught a spicy hint of patchouli in Flynn's scent that made him light-headed.

Given Flynn's previous demeanor, his kiss was surprisingly aggressive. He wrapped his wiry arms around Scott's chest, pulling him close, then slid his hands down to Scott's ass and dug his fingers into the denim-clad flesh. As he continued to ravage Scott's mouth, he ground his swollen groin against the aching lump inside Scott's trousers. His tongue darted in and out, thrusting like a small cock as he rubbed their bodies together. A few more minutes of this stimulation, Scott realized, and he'd shoot in his pants. That definitely was not how he wanted this scene to end.

"Uh - wait, slow down, Flynn!" With some difficulty, he eased himself out of the painter's embrace. "Don't you think we'd be more comfortable if we were wearing fewer clothes?"

"Ah - oh, God, I'm sorry!" All at once, the artist was his shy, apologetic self once more. "I didn't mean - it's just that it's been so long, and you felt so good..."

"I wasn't objecting, was I? But let's do this right. Come back to Harry's office. It's not exactly luxury, but he's got a couch - and nobody's going to see us through the store windows and call the cops."

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Naughtiness for the New Year

"I need a butt plug."

Is that naughty enough? That's the first line in my free M/M holiday story "Last Minute Gift", which you can read (if you have a few minutes) here.  I've got a contest this month revolving around this story, too. You can find the details in my December newsletter.

Anyway, "Last Minute Gift" is a Christmas tale, and here we are at New Year's Day already. I guess we need some new naughtiness. How about a snippet from my most recent release, Nasty Business?

****

There's a knock, and then a soft, Spanish-tinged voice. "Ruby?"

I stretch out on the bed, adjusting my position so that my hips swell provocatively under the crimson satin and the fabric parts to reveal my bare thigh. "Come in, Raoul."

Turquoise reflections from the swimming pool outside are the only illumination. Still, I know that Raoul can see, well enough. There's a sharp intake of breath as he takes in my attire and my posture. I pretend not to notice. "It's that lamp, there on the night table." 

He leans over to fumble with the fixture. His naked forearm, furred with fine black hair, is inches from me. I catch a whiff of his sweat as I prop myself up on one arm, as if to supervise. I am beginning to enjoy myself.

My strap slips off my left shoulder. My left breast tumbles halfway into view. The handyman pretends to occupy himself with his task, screwing in the new bulb with exaggerated care. I can hear his accelerated breathing. I fancy I can hear his heart beating faster because of my proximity.

Finally he switches on the lamp. Warm light spills over the bed. "There you are," he says, beginning to straighten. My hand on his arm stops him. He looks at me, hardly daring to believe what he reads in my face. Desire, and willingness. I run my fingers lightly down his forearm, just brushing the fur, sensing the muscles shifting under his skin. When my fingers find his, I grasp his hand, and slowly bring it to cover my exposed breast.

He gasps, but then takes advantage of the situation, cupping my warm flesh in his palm, lightly squeezing the nipple. "Thank you, Raoul," I whisper. "I appreciate your prompt service."

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Sound like story you might enjoy? Leave a comment on this post, and you'll be entered to win your own ebook copy of the full-length novel! Just tell me your naughtiest New Year's wish and I'll try to fulfill it in a future book (if I haven't done so already in my back list...).

And, as you probably already know, this post is part of Skye Warren's huge Naughty New Years bloghop.  Every comment, at every site during the hop (see below for a full list) counts as an entry for the grand prizes: a $100 gift certificate from the ultimate adult emporium, EdenFantasys, or digital gift basket of ten erotic titles.

You'll find the full list of participants below. Leave your comment - then get hopping!

I'm posting this on the 1st, and you can comment here right away. However, the hop won't start officially until January 2nd.

Happy New Year!