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Saturday, April 7, 2018

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BLURB:

Jake is on a much-needed vacation when he receives a desperate call from Alan, his former boyfriend. Against his better judgment, Jake comes to Alan’s aid. But when the men are stranded in the middle of nowhere, Alan is determined to get to town before the sun sets rather than spend the night in the car. Unfortunately, they have to cut across private property to do it. Since it’s trespassing, they could get arrested—or surrounded by a bunch of cowboys hell bent on teaching the trespassers a lesson.

Thankfully, a muscular, stunning cowboy named Colton shows up to save the day. But he’s not about to let Jake off easy. It seems there are still a few lessons to be learned, and it looks like they might involve leather, some handcuffs, and a suspiciously high, padded trunk... 

Sunday, March 25, 2018

TAMING JAKE - Excerpt



EXCERPT: 

They had walked for a good half hour before they heard it—the rumbling sound. At first Jake thought it could be thunder, but a quick glance at the sky told him that wasn’t the case. When he realized he could feel the thunder in the ground as well, he understood the sound they were hearing was of pounding hooves.

“What the hell is that?” Alan pointed at a rising cloud of dust in the distance.

“Horses.” Jake had no experience in anything that would have given him that answer. For some reason, he simply knew. “Let’s hope they’re friendly.”

“Friendly? You mean those horses are wild?”

Jake laughed. “No. But the cowboys riding them just might be.” Jake let a shiver run through him as he thought about just how a wild cowboy would be—big and strong, talented with a lasso and tie down. He would know how to use a whip and would fuck like he rode, hard and with his boots on. Oh yeah, he could use that kind of distraction, even if it was just a one off.

But these cowboys weren’t going to be like that. Out here, the word gay was probably not a good one and most likely not said out loud. Not that what either one of them was wearing would actually shout gay or anything, but it did send up a questioning eyebrow. Alan had jeans on, but they were thin and tight, and the ankle high boots were as well. His silk shirt wasn’t pink but the particular shade of blue wasn’t exactly manly and had no buttons done up beyond his belly button. He did have neck tattoos, but they certainly weren’t going to help in the macho department either.

Of course Jake was hardly better with his tight jeans, the ones with the large strategically placed holes, making it impossible to do anything but go commando. He also wore his “cut off” T-shirt which showed just enough of his slightly muscled chest and flat stomach to entice the viewer to want to see more. His thick, dark hair was in a messy-hair style he knew turned heads. In other words, he looked awesome and he had done it specifically because of Alan. Not that he would take him back for any reason, even for a quick fuck, no matter how desperate he had become. But he was not above showing off what Alan was missing out on.

Okay, the rainbow sneakers, a gift from his mother, did scream gay.

Not to mention they were trespassing and chances were pretty good the excuse they had would not be anywhere near a worthy reason. However, there was nothing they could do at the moment. There was nowhere to hide and the cloud was moving fast. No question, they had been spotted.

“Well, about fucking time someone helps us. This is great.”

“I’m not sure it’s great, Alan. They just might be pissed we’re on their land.”

“Why? We’re not doing anything.”

“No Trespassing means no trespassing, Alan.”

“Don’t worry. They’ll help us.”

But the only thing the riders did was surround them. There were eight of them, all decked out in cowboy garb and just a few of them worthy of gawking at twice—maybe even three times.

“What are you boys doing on private property?” Of course the man, probably the oldest of the group, emphasized “boys” as he raked both him and Alan over, and he certainly wasn’t sizing them up for dating prospects. Jake thought the small glint in his eye might indicate he and Alan would be used as wanking material later on, but that was not going to help them right now.

Saturday, April 18, 2015

Blast from the Past - HOW WEST WAS WON

Did you miss this one?

Blurb:

Jake is on a much-needed vacation when he receives a desperate call from Alan, his former boyfriend. Against his better judgment, Jake comes to Alan’s aid. But when the men become stranded in the middle of nowhere, Alan is determined to get to town before the sun sets rather than spend the night in the car. Unfortunately, they have to cut across private property to do it. Since it’s trespassing, they could get arrested

—or surrounded by a bunch of cowboys hell bent on teaching the trespassers a lesson.

Thankfully, a muscular, stunning cowboy named Colton shows up to save the day. But he’s not about to let Jake off easy. It seems there are still a few lessons to be learned, and it looks like they might involve leather, some handcuffs, and a suspiciously high, padded trunk...

Special Excerpt:


Doug and Rob headed in the direction of Jake’s car, and Mark moved his horse closer to Alan. “You’ll have to ride on my horse, Mr. Gregory. Have you ever ridden on a horse?”

“Fuck, no! And I’m not riding on a horse!”

Mark looked back to Colton, who once again raised a single eyebrow. “It’s getting late, Mr. Gregory. You have one of two choices. Either ride with Mark to the ranch, where he will take you to the bus station—in a truck, of course—or he will escort you back to the vehicle where you will remain for the night. Alone. Which will it be?”

Jake knew Alan would not consider that a choice.

“Fine. I’ll ride that stinky thing. How the hell do I get up there?”

Mark reached down and effortlessly hauled Alan up to sit behind him. “Hang on.” With that, Mark turned his horse and galloped in the same direction the others had. Jake smiled when he saw Alan fling his arms around Mark’s waist and scream, burying his head into Mark’s back. Then Jake looked back at Colton.

Colton was watching him intently. “Looks like it’s just you and me…boy.”

“Yes, sir. It does.” Jake raised his chin. “What do you want me to do?” Once again, Jake could not keep the smirk from his face. He was begging for another beating, he knew it. Colton was not gay. Several times he had taken in the man’s groin and there had never been a change. Even with all the flirting.

“Mr. Harmon, I do believe you are indeed a brat. I may have to whip that out of you.”

“Yes, sir. You can try, sir.”

“You will have to ride on my horse as well, Mr. Harmon. Think you can do that?”

Jake looked at the large animal and how high up the saddle was. For the first time, his heart fluttered and not in a good way. He watched as Colton swung himself up into that saddle and swallowed hard when Colton extended his hand, like Mark had done for Alan. “Shit. That’s really high up there, isn’t it?”

“No fear, Mr. Harmon…Jake. May I call you Jake?”

Jake swallowed again, thinking how fucking sexy it was that Colton had just said his name, all throaty and rough. “Sure, sir.”

“No fear, Jake. I’ll make sure you don’t fall off. Trust me.”

Oh yeah. Great words. He reached up and let the big hand surround his own, then the next thing he knew, he was in the saddle. But unlike Alan, Jake sat in front of Colton. Colton’s strong arm circled his waist, pulling Jake tight against the big man’s warm chest.

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