Happy Monday morning! How are you all doing today? I’m excited. Lots of good things to talk about today!
First, we are still open for submissions on our Road Trip anthology! We will be posting this one July so of course we need your help with prompts!!!! Send us:
Send your prompt idea (one per person, please) to storyorgy(at)ymail(dot)com…and March 1st we’ll be picking the prompts that scream our names!
And then, don’t forget about our latest release And The Prompt Is…Holiday Edition. You can check out our wonderful new blog for the links to pick up this wonderful anthology — Go here! The profits for the first ninety days will donated to a wonderful charity in need of help - My Stuff Bags. Want to know more about them? Go here…
One more thing for you…Next Monday, I have a new release out! This one is a little different in that it is a menage story (M/F/M). Yep, that’s a girl in there. Make sure you check it out. I’m betting you’re gonna like it.
Series Blurb:
The Council of Magick has ruled the North American wizarding community for as long as wizards have been around. When an uprising threatens to destroy the Council, five men must accept who they are in order to protect those they love.
Book Blurb:
Jace & Symon are wizards longing to sell their Detroit-based bookstore and head for the lush nature of the Upper Peninsula – Symon to escape his destiny and Jace to find his. Lovers and partners for years, they are awaiting their third. They just don’t know when she’ll show up.
Lark can’t believe her luck. Just when she’s lost her home, she gets a good-paying job cleaning out a bookstore. Though the work is temporary, she’s willing to do whatever she needs to to keep herself afloat. Things go wickedly awry when she reads the inscription on an old journal and suddenly finds herself with magick beyond her control.
More than Lark’s powers hang in the balance. Will Jace and Symon be able to counter her mistake in time to save her?
You can click on the cover to head on over to Total-e-Bound and pre-order it today!
Okay…time to get on with the prompt! This week is: “Someone’s playing the radio.” A big hug and thank you to Jade, our lovely camera girl, for the yummy eye-candy down below…now let’s see what our boys get up to today. *wink*
BRANDT’S CHOICE, pt 6
Kaden leaned his forehead against Brandt’s shoulder. He needed to slow down or he’d scare Brandt away. “Need a minute.”
Brandt grunted in response, then jerked Kaden’s shirt from where it was tucked in his jeans. His hands were cold, the air cold too, but Kaden had waited so long for these touches it didn’t matter. His nerves sang like live wires, sparks of heat lingering in the wake of Brandt’s fingers.
“Want me as much as I want you?”
God yes. Kaden rocked his hips forward, pressing his erection against Brandt. He couldn’t talk. He was past that. And Brandt wouldn’t ask him to. Brandt wasn’t the bare-your-soul type either.
Brandt fumbled at Kaden’s waist. It seemed like an hour, but seconds later, cold air then warm flesh closed around Kaden’s cock. He choked back a moan as Brandt’s strokes started tight and quick.
“That’s it. Gimme that cum,” Brandt murmured in Kaden’s ear. “I want it all. Don’t you hold back.”
Kaden walked Brandt backward until they reached the wall. He braced his palms to either side of Brandt’s head and buried his face against Brandt’s shoulder, inhaling deep the scent of cowboy, his cowboy. Fucking Brandt’s fist, that perfect circle of heat and pressure, Kaden’s release spooled in his balls. His breath became ragged and he couldn’t keep a rhythm, but Brandt didn’t seem to mind.
“Come on, doc.” A squeeze of Brandt’s fingers accompanied another hard stroke down. “Paint me.”
Kaden’s arms buckled, but Brandt didn’t let him fall. Didn’t slow down those harsh strokes on his cock either. Another twist of Brandt’s work-rough palm over his cockhead and Kaden moaned against his lover’s heated skin as his release spilled over onto Brandt’s hand.
Brandt gentled his touch, slowing his motions until Kaden jerked at the sensitivity. Chuckling, Kaden pressed a kiss to that spot behind Brandt’s ear. “Didn’t think you’d be a talker.”
“Yeah, well…” Brandt shrugged.
Pulling his shirt over his head, shivering as goose bumps rippled over his skin, Kaden wiped himself off, then buttoned his jeans. He held out his shirt with a silent question and Brandt took it to clean his hand. Even in the dim lighting of his vet office, Kaden could see the flush of Brandt’s skin under his year-long tan.
Kaden stroked a hand over Brandt’s cheek, trailing his fingers down his neck to cup them behind his head. With a jerk, he brought Brandt to him for a harsh, short kiss. He broke away and grinned at the shocked look he received.
Brandt opened his mouth, no doubt to cuss him out, but Kaden silenced him with a hand to Brandt’s zipper. Understanding dawned in those dark eyes and he reclined back against the wall, his shoulders flat to it with his back arched to give Kaden perfect access to his cock.
“Good boy.” Kaden sank to his knees, Brandt’s breathy moan barely loud enough to reach his ears – but it did. He hadn’t been the only one dreaming of this day. “My turn.”
“Always about you.”
“Mm-hmm.” Making short work of Brandt’s jeans and underwear, Kaden didn’t bother admiring the scenery. He wrapped his mouth 
around Brandt’s cock and sucked him flat down to his root. Both of Brandt’s hands wound into Kaden’s hair, tight fists holding Kaden in place. Kaden refused to give up control so easily, and certainly not this first time. Not to mention the whole breathing thing. He swallowed around the thick cock filling his mouth and Brandt bucked his hips as he shouted Kaden’s name.
“Fuck, Kaden.” Brandt loosened his hold and Kaden sucked his way to the tip of Brandt’s cock, tonguing the slit, tasting the bitter pre-cum leaking into his mouth. “Suck hard. Suck it like a fucking lollipop.”
Yeah, his Brandt was a talker. And it was hotter than hell. Adrenaline raced in his blood and Kaden did what he was told.
“Damn, your mouth is like a furnace. Gonna burn me up.” Brandt’s fists tightened again, and this time Kaden let him do it. “Gotta fuck those pretty lips.”
Kaden moaned around Brandt’s prick, widening his mouth to take Brandt’s assault as he pistoned his cock into Kaden’s throat with every thrust. Kaden slid his hands around Brandt’s hips, digging his fingers into Brandt’s ass cheeks and holding on for the ride.
Brandt’s breathing was heavy and ragged, his eyes glazed as he stared down at Kaden. “Gonna come. Wanna fill your throat. Want you to swallow me.”
Kaden gave a small nod. God, he wanted that too. Needed it tonight. They both did. A final thrust and Brandt gave a shout as he came. Kaden swallowed around the pulsing prick, drinking down the salty mix and savoring the taste. Slowly, he pulled away, licking his lips. They stung a bit with the force of Brandt’s fucking, but he savored that too.
Slipping Brandt’s clothes back into place, Kaden stood. He noticed Brandt’s expression, satisfied as it was, was also laced with pain. Shit. He’d forgotten about Brandt’s ribs. Smoothing his hands over Brandt’s chest, he massaged gently across tight muscles until Brandt’s breathing evened out again. “You okay? Want me to take a closer look at those ribs?”
“Nah. I forget sometimes I’m a lame duck.” Brandt tugged his shirt down. He cocked his head, his brow scrunching together. “Someone’s playing the radio? This late?”
Confused, Kaden stared at Brandt for a moment before he heard the music too. The soft strains of an old George Straight love song drifted from one of his back rooms. It was one that Mike played often on his iTunes player. Something about waiting with open arms and love was gonna make it alright.
He smiled. Mike was a romantic. His slight build, blond hair and sky blue eyes were storybook boy-next-door when he wasn’t running from a thug. More than once Kaden had been tempted by his assistant’s tight ass as he moved around the office. Even now, he could see the strong, lean muscles bunch and move as he worked with one patient or another, completely unaware of the pretty picture he made.
Kaden knew Mike had a crush on him but he hadn’t wanted to start anything with the younger man when Kaden knew his heart belonged to Brandt. Now with Brandt back in town, he had been certain the lust building for Mike would fade.
Brandt nudged him. “That look because of me, K?”
The edge to Brandt’s tone caused Kaden to pause. Should he say anything? He slid his gaze from the hallway to Brandt, whose mouth was set in a grim pout. He settled for answering Brandt’s first question. “That’s Mike’s iPod. One of his favorite songs.”
“And that made you smile?” Brandt’s eyes glittered in the light reflecting from the front desk.
“No. Mike made me smile, dumbass.” Kaden hesitated again, but the curiosity at what might happen…what Brandt would say had him tempting fate. “You know, while you were gone, he’s been here. A constant. A good friend.”
“How good a friend?”
Kaden stilled. “You think you have the right to ask that? Did you worry about me while you were chasing dick all over the circuit? Was I on your mind? You know…don’t answer. I fucking know better and I don’t want you to lie.” Fuck, he’d waited years for Brandt, but with that attitude, the bastard could worry a little. It would do him good.
Brandt blinked at him. Stunned, Kaden was sure. But that didn’t last long. “After what just happened, I have every right to know who my competition is.”
“Competi-“ Kaden squeezed the bridge of his nose with two fingers, counting to ten. This fight was his fault. His wayward thoughts set him on edge and now he was baiting Brandt. “You need to go home.”
“Are you kidding me?” The look on Brandt’s face said he was a long way from being finished with this conversation.
He grabbed his keys and his coat, waiting while Brandt realized he was serious. He needed space to figure out what the hell was going on in his head, to figure out what he wanted. Really wanted. “I’ll drive you.”
<<TBC>>
Hope y’all have a great Monday and make sure you head over to the other Orgy blogs and see what they’ve got up their sleeves…
Lee Brazil – http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/
Havan Fellows – http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/
Hank Edwards – http://hankedwardsbooks.com/blog/
JR Boyd – http://jr-boyd.blogspot.com/
Jade Baiser - http://jade-wetdreams.blogspot.com/
~Em
Chase Macquire? Brandt knew him as local tournament winner. Knew he’d been dead ten years too. Trampled by a horse when he was only twenty-one years old. Or at least that was the story. He shifted his gaze from the photo to Amos, meeting the man’s groggy gaze. “He’s awake.”
Did you get yourself over to Breathless Press to download Lee Brazil’s latest story, The Librarian, which was released on January 6? 
Blurb for Only Sam:
The headlights pointed at the wall where Kaden’s veterinary assistant stood shivering, clutching his backpack and coat in his arms. The boy’s face was pale, his teeth chattering and fear rolling off him in waves. Kaden eased the truck into park and pushed the driver’s door open. “Stay put. Let me find out what’s going on.”
2. What is your all-time favorite gift received?
With Cary’s balls hiked up as they were, Owen could feel the hot skin of his lover’s sac on his bottom lip at the furthest point. On the next pass downwards, he opened his mouth a bit and was able to stroke his tongue across the taut skin, feeling the closest orb shift with the pressure.
