Sneak Peek: Brit Boys: With Toys Boxed Set

Out now! Brit Boys: With Toys—a collection of eight M/M novellas written by eight top British M/M authors. All stories feature British characters and are set in British locations. This seriously sexy boxed set has 422 pages of unforgettable M/M literary entertainment that will leave your eReader, and you, burning up. So go and treat yourself this festive season to some uniquely British man-on-man erotic romance, or if you have Kindle Unlimited, read it as part of your subscription.

With stories by

Ashe Barker

M K Elliott

Lucy Felthouse

K D Grace

Lily Harlem

Ashley Lister

Sarah Masters

Tabitha Rayne

Back Cover Information

From coast to coast and city to country Brit boys enjoy playing with each other and their toys. Not any old toys, though; guitars, rope, plugs and Moleskine journals all prove to be enormous fun. Throw in a shop that’s wall to wall with kinky ideas, a journalist on the lookout for the next big thing, and Dominants who insist on obedience and there’s sure to be something to cater for everyone’s taste.

Whether it’s a quickie or a slow indulgence, Brit boys know how to hit the spot and they aim to please every time. So take a ride, fly high, come enjoy these sexy boys and their toys.

Brit Boys: With Toys is an anthology of M/M stories written by British authors, featuring British characters in British locations.

Available now on Amazon.

Brit Boys: With Toys

Hard Riders

By Ashe Barker

If there’s one thing Liam loves more than a scorching hot lust-on-wheels superbike, it’s the gorgeous sexy guy who owns such a dream machine. When Jackson finds him all but drooling over his tyres and offers him a ride Liam takes no persuading at all. Soon they discover that their mutual fascination with boys’ toys is not limited to the two-wheeled variety, so it’s just as well that Jackson owns his own sex shop and Liam’s job leaves plenty of scope for dressing up.

But real life is much more than just a few kinky games, and has an unfortunate habit of getting in the way.

All Roped Up

By M K Elliott

When Alex Fraser interviews Conner ‘Big-Mac’ McCaughey, the champion of London’s bare-knuckle boxing scene, he has more than just the fighter in his sights. Hoping to expose the fight club’s illegal dealings, Alex will stop at nothing to get the story, including doing whatever Conner asks.

The moment Conner sees Alex Fraser, all he can think about is what the young reporter will look like bound. Shibari—the ancient art of rope bondage—is the fighter’s passion, and he can’t think of anyone else he’d like to practise on more.

But Alex’s quest to expose the truth could land them both in serious danger...

Doctor’s Orders

By Lucy Felthouse

Hospital porter Aaron Miller isn’t expecting a very exciting birthday. He and his doctor boyfriend, Blake Colville, are working opposite shifts, leaving Aaron to go home to an empty house and the prospect of another shift the following day. Just as he’s leaving work, however, an unexpected sexy encounter in a supply cupboard leaves him feeling in a much more celebratory mood. And an impending dirty weekend away with Blake just puts the icing on the non-existent cake. But who needs cake when you’re dating a dominant doctor?

Toys for Boys

By K D Grace

Alpha Nerd, Will Charles teams up with Caridoc ‘Doc’ Jones in a coast to coast walk across England reviewing outdoor gift suggestions for the Christmas edition of Toys for Boys—an online magazine dedicated to the latest gadgets to tickle a man’s fancy. Will is recording their adventures with the latest smart phone technology. Doc is reviewing the latest outdoor gear. The two quickly discover the great outdoors provides even better toys for boys, toys best shared al fresco, toys that, in spite of Will’s great camera work, will never be reviewed in Toys for Boys.

Mile High Kink Club

By Lily Harlem

Rhodri’s looking for love, but not ordinary love. He needs a man who’ll bend to his will, submit to his desires and obey his every command–including chastity.

So when Gay Hook Ups finds his perfect partner it’s well worth a trip to London. What he doesn’t bet on is his fragile-looking match being a sharp and successful entrepreneur. So when things between them soar, will he unlock the passion, free his desire and will they reach the dizzying heights of ecstasy together? It all depends on whether Darius is prepared to be caged in order to be set free.

Open Mike

By Ashley Lister

Ken finds Mike reading poetry in a bar. Mike is confident and clever and seems capable of teaching Ken everything he needs to know about poetry. And, when Ken asks for his guidance, Mike gladly offers to share his expertise. Consequently, when Mike offers to share more than his expertise in poetry, Ken discovers there are a lot more things he wants to learn from him.

I Get You

By Sarah Masters

Morton is Warren’s boss, and they fancy each other like crazy. Except neither of them has the courage to say so, until Warren blurts out an inkling of his feelings. Morton is stunned by Warren’s offer for them to go away together, but not half as stunned as Warren when Morton accepts. Both of them are pretending to be someone they’re not. And both of them soon realise that being yourself is the best bet.

The Guitar

By Tabitha Rayne

When shy, awkward Kel plays guitar, it’s the only time he feels at home in his own skin. On stage he can hide in plain sight behind his band and the music. It turns him on to play and he can’t help rubbing up against his guitar. Kel is enraptured by a guy he sees every night in the audience and is shocked when this gorgeous guy seems to notice him. So full of his own self-loathing, Kel just can’t accept that someone as perfect as Damien wants to be with him. Will his insecurities put their happiness in jeopardy?

Grab your copy now from Amazon.

And if you want more Brit Boys, check out the first anthology, Brit Boys: On Boys, available from Amazon and all other good ebook retailers.

Male/Male Erotica – An Easy Switch

By Harper Jewel (Guest Blogger)

Thanks, Lisabet, for having me here today. I appreciate the opportunity to share a bit about myself.

Ever since I was a child, I wrote stories for myself and for school when required. But when I began writing for publication in October 2012 and discovered my knack for writing erotica, I never intended to write a male/male story. I felt comfortable with my male/female and my male/female/male ménage ideas. Inserting a paranormal influence was not a difficult choice; it just came naturally. I did, however, feel the need to write straight contemporary erotica as well. Thus, my “A Seekers Story” titles and my “Inked Heat” titles (one of which is no longer available) came to be.

It truly amazes me how everyday situations or things can suddenly spark a story idea. As a result, I find myself wishing I could run for pen and paper or my laptop at truly inconvenient times—doing errands, driving my daughter to and from school, or standing under the shower for instance.

When I spotted a particular photo on a Deviant Art page, it sparked an immediate interest and sent my imagination wheels spinning. The picture of two men standing in front of a wall mirror, one embracing the other from behind as he kissed his way up his partner’s neck, “spoke” to me in such a way that it seeped into my pores.

Because I wasn’t completely convinced I could pull off a story with gay men as my characters, I didn’t act on the idea-kernel that continued to plague me for several weeks. But when I kept “seeing” that photo, especially at night when I was trying to sleep, not to mention that names for the characters kept playing on an endless loop in my mind, I simply had to sit and write.

The opening scene for MIRROR OF OBSESSION came so easily, it practically wrote itself. In fact, my fingers couldn’t type fast enough. Then Devin Hughes, the main character, continued to chatter away at me. It was his idea to bring the paranormal twist to this book, and it was his idea to create Matthew Lyons. He didn’t want Brice to be his love interest as I’d originally planned; he demanded that Matt be his heartthrob and perfect partner. At this point, I didn’t dare disagree.

Before I knew it, Devin, Matt, and Brice had taken complete control and the story was nearing completion. I’m not one that likes cliffhangers, even in a series, so the way these three ended the story made me smile. Upon writing THE END, I sat back and smiled. My first male/male story was complete and under my belt. I couldn’t believe how easy it had been and was beyond proud with the results. And just like that, my switch to the male/male genre was born. Simple as that.

This doesn’t mean that I’ll never write another male/female story (I already have one with a paranormal element finished that isn’t available as of yet) but for me, the male/male or, in the case of a current WIP for my Inked Heat series, the male/male/female category is my preference. For whatever reason, I find writing the male/male sex scenes grittier and easier to write.

For me, as a writer, there is nothing better than having a WIP fly off my fingertips. Head Game, another title I’m currently working on, has completely engulfed me. Adam Darling, my main character in what is turning out to be a raunchy romp, is taking up most of my waking and sleeping thoughts. In approximately thirty-two hours total time, I’ve put almost 10,000 words on page and I couldn’t be happier with the way things are turning out with this little vignette!

Most of my currently published books include a fair share of titillating sex and when a reader or reviewer mentions a particular scene and their sizzling reaction to it—getting a cold drink, taking a cold shower, changing their panties, or breaking out their B.O.B.s—I just sit back and grin. That’s what I aim for!

Some may wonder how I made the decision to move away from traditional publishers and give eXcessica a shot. I discovered the hard way that putting my manuscripts in the hands of others did not work out well for me. I like the idea of choosing my editor and cover artist. This way, I’m guaranteed to work with someone I’m compatible with. Choosing my own release date also works in my favor. I believe having a recognizable name associated with my latest release has helped tremendously. Now, I’ll feel much more comfortable self-publishing some of my other titles.

MIRROR OF OBSESSION, my newest release as well as my first foray into the male/male genre and my first publication with eXcessica Publishing has been reaping four- and five-star reviews. I do hope you’ll check it out.

Blurb

When fifteen-year-old Devin Hughes created his phantom lover to help him keep his sexual identity a secret, he never imagined that Brice would materialize in the flesh ten years later.

Convinced that the mind-blowing encounters he had with his hunky specter were nothing more than fevered hallucinations, Dev attempts to push Brice to the back of his mind and concentrate on his rising career as an advertising executive.

With the help of his newest client, Englishman Matthew Lyons, CEO of Lyons Security, Devin is able to forget Brice once and for all. Sparks fly between Dev and Matt, and they speed full-throttle into a relationship.

During a month-long separation, Devin struggles with uncertainty and reverts to his “hurt them before they hurt you” attitude, forcing him to get a grip and make things right or lose Matt altogether.

When an obsessed Brice finds out about Devin’s new relationship, his rage reaches an all-time high. The two men have ruined all his plans, and he will stop at nothing to reach his goal: harvesting Devin’s soul.

Will Devin, with Matthew’s help, find a way to banish Brice forever, or will they both succumb to the satanic powers of a maniacal demon?

Naughty Excerpt

“I’m your fantasy. I know everything that pleases you,” crooned Brice as his hand continued to pump Dev’s cock with firm, sure strokes.

Unable to fight his misgivings any longer, Devin relaxed, letting the apparition coaxing his length to life have his wicked way. The meaty palm caressing his staff stopped after a few minutes. Dev’s throbbing hard-on stood at attention from his groin as a set of moist lips latched onto his, forcing his eyes to open at the same time Brice straddled his hips. Two pools of liquid obsidian met his own baby blues, and he couldn’t help but shift his hips, begging for more.

“I’m going to ride your magnificent cock, Dev. Watch me as I do it.”

Devin focused on his lover as the man leaned slightly forward, pulled his ass cheeks apart, and lowered his body. Tight, tingling warmth surrounded his cock while his gaze flickered and refocused onto Bri’s steely erection bobbing before him, the domed purple head leaking profusely. Reaching out, Dev’s hands gripped the sides of the muscular waist riding his hips and grunted in animalistic satisfaction.

“Ready for me to move, Dev?”

“Hell yes. Do it.”

“As you wish.” As if in slow motion, Brice began to rock forward and back, riding the dick nestled in his ass. “So fucking perfect. I knew your cock would hurt so good, Dev. I just knew it.”

“Uh huh… don’t stop.”

“I have no intentions of stopping. Not until you’ve emptied everything you’ve got deep inside me.”

Brice’s words were so stimulating, Devin felt himself begin to burn from the inside out. When Bri picked up the pace of his swaying movements, a new sensation bombarded him. The walls of his fantasy lover’s rear passage began to undulate in pulsating waves as if it were some sort of penis masturbator. Wave after wave of a sensuous rhythm set in, dragging him closer and closer to blast off.

When Brice dipped down to tease Devin’s nipple with a swirling tongue, he felt a hand slide under his left ass cheek, squeezing through the gap created by the rocking motion. Suddenly, a finger began to slither inside Dev’s back entrance just before a tiny probe that felt more like a barb stabbed him right in the prostate. Setting off a tumultuous chain reaction, it began with his shout of release followed by jackhammer twitches of his cock, as burst after burst of his stringy load shot from his vibrating rod. A black hole of ecstasy opened its maw and swallowed Devin whole, while his entire body quaked with abandon.

“Oh, holy fuck, Bri!”

“Take my dick in your hands, Devin. Stroke me off while you empty yourself in my ass. I want my cum to coat your sinful body,” commanded Brice.

Doing as instructed, Dev grasped Brice’s impressively hard length with shaky hands, squeezing and stroking the vein-covered stalk, using the clear molten fluid leaking from the slit to make the carnal massage smoother and easier.

“That’s it. Grip me harder, squeeze me like a vise.”

Buy Links for Mirror of Obsession

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About the Author

Harper Jewel lives in northeast New Jersey with her husband and 17-year-old daughter. She has three cats, enjoys reading, and taking trips to Walt Disney World. With her outgoing personality and vivid imagination, she is able to create characters and plots that are believable as well as memorable.

An avid reader of paranormal and erotic romances, she has always dreamed of becoming an author. The stories all began when she was in grade school and earned her writing honors throughout her school years. Now, she’s finally bringing them to life for others to read.

While working on her writing career, she’s put her college education and background in English and Language Arts to work as an editor, and she’s expanded her skills to include formatting for Smashwords Premium Catalog, Barnes & Noble, Kobo, Amazon, and All Romance Ebooks.

To find out more about Harper Jewel, visit her website at www.harperjewel.com.

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Fifty Gays of Shade

[Hey everyone! Today I've got a sneak peek at a new M/M BDSM anthology edited by Kiernan Kelly and entitled Fifty Gays of Shade. Enjoy! ~ Lisabet]

 

"At Shady Business, the hottest gay BDSM club in town, no good deed ever goes unpunished." The hot, fun anthology Fifty Gays of Shade is coming in February 2013 from Torquere Press, and includes short stories by Amelia June, CB Conwy, CC Bridges, DC Juris, Emily Moreton, Kayelle Allen, KC Burn, KC Wells, Kiernan Kelly, Lydian Harker, PT Walden, Sascha Illyvich, Sean Michaels, Wade Kelly, Winnie Jerome, and Wt Prater.

Here's a peek at on of the stories, Bill Me by the legendary Kayelle Allen

Excerpt

"Is that you, Erik?"

I turned to see who had used my name so freely in one of the country's premier BDSM clubs, and found the club's owner walking toward me. "Hello, Shade." I accepted his firm handshake. "Long time no see. You look fit as always." The man wore a black leather hat, black zipped leather shorts, boots, and had a chain wrapped around one wrist.

"I could say the same." He raked his gaze down me. "Damn, man. Where the hell have you been? I heard you relocated again."

I shrugged. "You know me. Never could settle anywhere."

"Let's grab a drink." Shade led me deeper into the club, away from the noisy stage and DJ.

We passed the elevator, and sidestepped around a laughing couple exiting the bathroom. From their tousled appearance, it took little imagination to guess what they'd been doing in there. Had house rules changed? Shade rubbed a spot between his brows and pretended not to notice. He continued through reception, and used a keycard to open a passageway to his office and the play room area.

Gesturing between the two, he quirked his brows, giving me a choice of location. I opted for the privacy of his office, and he opened the door.

Little had changed here, other than a few additional awards on the wall. I sat in the leather chair opposite his desk. He flipped open a cabinet and withdrew a bottle of whiskey and two glasses, handing me one. Shade surprised me by dropping into the chair next to mine. He poured generously, set down the bottle, and leaned back.

"You want to tell me what's up?" He gazed at me over the rim of the glass while he sipped.

I swirled the whiskey, gave it a sniff, and smiled over at him. "What do you mean?"

]He pulled a face. "We going to play a head game or are you going to tell me what brings you here -- wearing a three piece suit-- after fifteen months away?"

"Fifteen months? What, were you counting the days?"

"You were here for my birthday party for the past five years, and then missed it last year. I happen to know yours is in three days. We always celebrated together when you were in town. So yeah, I fuckin' know the number of days." He downed the rest of his drink, set aside the glass, and folded his arms across his beefy chest. "What's with the suit?"

"In town on business." I hesitated, but remembered this was Shade I was talking to, and sighed. "Corey moved out six weeks ago."

"No shit? You okay?"

"Yeah. Now."

Shade shook his head. "I'm sorry, Erik. You here to get back in the saddle?"

I took a slug of the whiskey, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and then finished it. "Figured it's time."

He sat forward. "Looking for the same type?"

"Hell, no. Older. He was twenty when we met. I need someone a little less..." While I struggled for the best description, Shade supplied an apt one.

"Full of shit?"

We both laughed. He poured me another drink. The sound of the liquid sloshing into the glass filled the silence in my head.

"Yeah. That'd work." I sipped.

"We've got some new talent. You walk in wearing that suit, and they'll be licking your shoes."

I polished off the drink, and refused another. "Not really what I want licked tonight."

***

Author site: http://kayelleallen.com/exc-fifty.html

Edited by Kiernan Kelly author of Weapon of Choice, and dozens of other gay romance stories.

Get your copy today!

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A Forbidden Kiss from Opening Night

My snog today comes from my M/M alternative history story, Opening Night.  Set in London in 1887, on the eve of the first performance of Gilbert and Sullivan's opera "Ruddigore", the story dares to imagine what might have happened if a brash young leading man had seduced the brilliant comic lyricist William Gilbert. The story is part of my collection Body Electric, available at Amazon.

Of course, by now I don't have to remind you to visit Victoria Blisse and check out all the other sultry snogs posted by my fellow authors. Because you can never have too many kisses!

It was past ten when a knock woke him from a doze that must have crept up on him despite the fear of nightmares. "Yes, who is it?"

 

His visitor didn't wait to be invited in. "It's me, William. It's Frank."

Gilbert bolted upright, anger providing him with sudden energy. Red boiled behind his eyelids. "What are you doing here? I can't have you here. Get out, this instant."

The younger man shut the door. He sidled over in Gilbert's direction. Gilbert backed away. "I needed to see you, William. To talk to you, about the other afternoon. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have pushed you so hard."

"Never mind. Just go away now. Please, go away."

"I apologize for being so rude, so insensitive. I've been wanting you so long, it just seemed natural to say it. To show you. I should have realized how new this would be for you, how shocking." With theatrical grace, Wilson glided to his knees in front of Gilbert, his head bowed. "Forgive me, please."

Gilbert gazed down at Frank's golden curls, gleaming in the harsh electric light. He smelled the man's floral cologne. Damn, his heart was beating like thunder, and there was an uncomfortable tightness in his crotch. Damn, damn, damn.

"Get up," he said gruffly. "Show a bit of self-respect, Wilson."

"Not until I hear you say that I'm forgiven."

"Fine, fine, I forgive you, now get up and go."

Gilbert didn't understand how he did it, but all at once Frank was standing in front of him, face to face, close, much too close. He was taller than Gilbert and had to bend to whisper.

"Thank you, William." Then Gilbert felt the man's mouth on his own. He felt Frank's tongue toying with his mustache, tickling, probing, tentative at first, then bold and confident as Gilbert opened his lips.

Gilbert's resistance melted. Frank's arms encircled him, and Gilbert reciprocated, stirred by the sensation of strength in those young limbs. Frank tasted of horehound and tobacco, masculine and yet sweet. Frank kissed him eagerly, passionately, and from some place he had not known existed, Gilbert responded with equal passion.

He felt the hard, hot lump that he knew was Frank's cock, grinding against his thigh. Somehow this did not terrify or appall him. He welcomed it, exquisitely aware that his own cock was swollen and sensitive.

The dark clouds that had haunted him for the past two days dissolved in the brilliance of Frank's kiss. Gilbert did not think, did not worry or reason or judge. For the first time in a very long time, he simply allowed himself to feel.

Frank brought his hand down to fondle Gilbert's erection. For the briefest instant, Gilbert rejoiced at the touch. Then the weight of reality, the burden of thought, came crashing down upon him.

"No!" Gilbert hissed. "No! Stop. We must stop."

"But, William..." Frank aimed a kiss at him; Gilbert twisted away.

"We cannot do this. I cannot."

Frank dusted a finger lightly over Gilbert's groin. "Oh, I think you can, and quite well, too."