Story Orgy Monday: His Secret, pt 7

Happy Monday! Can you freakin’ believe this coming weekend is Memorial Day? Now we’ve only got a few (*ahem*) things to poke and prod you about…

The spectacular Lee Brazil has a great contest going on his blog. Leave a comment for a chance to win a gorgeous balloon ride pendant, an ode to his story The Man Trap. Click on over to check it out!

And now Only Sam is now available at ARe. Click on over and download this hot, sweet treat today!

Did you get your copy of Story Orgy’s Havan Fellows’s first ever solo book release, Emery’s Ritches? It was released on Friday, May 11th, and it’s such a smexy read…I highly recommend you click on over to Breathless Press’s website right now and download a copy for yourself!

Hank Edwards’ novel Plus Ones from Loose Id is now available in paperback! Find it on Amazon here.

The Story Orgy anthology, Word Play, got a great review from Long and Short Reviews. Check it out here.

Jade Baiser did a fine job finding us a sexy pic, as usual.

Okay folks…like we promised…this week we’re running a contest. Can you pick out the prompt we all had to use? If you think you found it, send your guess in an email to storyorgy AT ymail DOT com (damn the spammers that make us write it like that!). I’m sure we’ll have free stuff or free books… *wink*

So, here we go. See if you can pick it out.

HIS SECRET, pt 7

Colin took a deep breath and followed Tyler around the house to the front door. He chewed the inside of his lip, wondering who he was about to meet. He knew there were things about Tyler he didn’t know yet, but another man hadn’t occurred to him.

Ty stomped up the steps, much harder than necessary to Colin’s way of thinking, but a muffled curse came through the screen door seconds before the music disappeared. Colin’s brow furrowed and he shook his head. Nothing today made sense.

“Boy, didn’t I tell you to call first?” A growly bear of a voice preceded the big man through the door. He was older than them, white hair sprinkled in jet black and dark bushy eyebrows over green eyes. Colin registered all of that at the same time the man apparently registered his presence too. “And Christ All Mighty, you brought company. You know I hate that.”

Colin stiffened his back, refusing to cave to the grumpy bastard stomping across the porch. This was Tom? Colin risked a look at Tyler, something akin to help! as Tom stopped a pace away.

“Who’re you?”

Tyler answered, “This is Colin, Pops.”

Tom grunted, looked Colin up and down, then turned on his heel. “You still shoulda called.”

His mind was reeling. Pops? What the hell? So not…but his father? Colin blinked and shifted his gaze from Tom’s retreating form to Tyler’s chagrined face. “You live with your dad?”

“Actually my dad lives at his place a little deeper in the property. He comes here and keeps the main house lived in when I’m away, watches the security system.” Tyler closed the gap between them and leaned in to whisper in Colin’s ear. “Don’t worry, he’s far enough away he won’t hear you.”

Heat burned under Colin’s skin. His cock thickened with the promise in Ty’s voice. “Promises, promises, lover.”

“The moment he walks out the door I’m going to fuck you against the door. Gonna wrap your legs around my hips and plow my cock so deep in your ass you’ll feel me for days.” Tyler’s warm breath fanned over Colin’s neck as he dipped down to press kisses.

Colin’s breath caught, his head fell to the side to give Ty better access. “Think that will make me scream?”

“Then later after we eat dinner, I’m going to bend you over the kitchen table and have your ass for dessert, gonna play with your balls – maybe I’ll even suck your cock. Mmmm…I think that will make you scream.”

“Time out, time out! Can I call that? Shit, you’re gonna make me come and your dad’s still in the goddamn house.” Colin gulped in air, pulling away from Tyler and jerking his shirt from his pants to hide the throbbing hard-on in his jeans.

“I’ll give you ‘til he leaves.” Tyler held the door open.

Tom appeared in the open frame. “Which I’m doing right now.”

“Pops…” Colin stopped him before he could pass. “What was the music about?”

It was Tom’s turn to blush. “Taking Emma out tonight. Told her she could pick the restaurant.” Tom glared at Tyler. “She picked that new place in town. Where they dance.”

Colin watched Tyler’s jaw clench from holding back laughter. It took him several minutes to pull it together, but he did. “Well, good luck with that. Tell Emma hello for me.”

“Will do.” Tom headed down off the porch and disappeared around the side of the house without another word.

Colin stared at the corner where Tom had turned, his heart beginning to pound. Would Tyler follow through?

“Either you should get inside or I can fuck you right here on the porch.”

A shudder ripped along his nerves and Colin gave a second’s thought to staying put. But he couldn’t. Tom wouldn’t be far enough away yet. So he spun around and slipped past Tyler’s bulk, brushing his hand over the hard ridge of his lover’s erection, reveling in the hiss of breath he received. Colin might not be as brash as Tyler, but he had his ways.

The click of the door preceded a large hand stopping him in his tracks. “You don’t need to go any further.”

Another shiver.

Tyler moved in front of him, pressed a kiss to his lips, then jerked Colin’s shirt over his head. Colin sucked in his stomach, letting Tyler thumb open the button of his jeans. With a tug, those were at his feet as his cock hooked back to kiss his hip. Colin kicked them away.

“Fucking pretty.”

“Guys aren’t pretty.” It was his standard answer but somehow when Tyler called him pretty, he couldn’t muster the conviction behind the words.

Tyler’s zipper rasped and he grasped Colin by his waist, pulling them together. Colin moaned as his cock slid along the hot, satin skin of Tyler’s prick. Tyler nipped at his chin. “Still loose?”

“Loose enough.” As Tyler lifted him, Colin wrapped his legs around Tyler’s hips, grinding against him, working the friction he craved. His skin ached with need as Tyler spread his ass and pushed his cock inside, one slow inch at a time. Colin clenched his muscles around him, urging him into motion.

With a fast twist, Tyler planted Colin’s back against the door and thrust hard. Colin’s teeth rattled with the impact but, damn, he wanted this. He crushed his mouth to Tyler’s, meeting him with each stroke.

His nerves sang, his balls drew tight and Tyler’s movements lost their rhythm. Their lips tangled together and Colin could taste the coffee Tyler had stopped to pick up on their way north. He sucked Tyler’s tongue, mimicking their fucking. Harder. Faster. Tyler fisted Colin’s cock, his jerks as harsh as his thrusts.

Two tugs and then Colin came with thick spurts over Tyler’s fingers.

Tyler’s body tensed, he gasped into Colin’s mouth and hot cum filled Colin’s ass.

They stood braced against the door, sucking in breath after breath. Colin felt the slide as Tyler’s cock slipped from inside him and he let his head fall back with a thump. He swallowed hard, trying to get moisture back to his dry mouth. “I can’t wait for dessert.”

<<TBC>>

Now, don’t forget to head over and see if you can figure out what that prompt is!

Lee Brazil – http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/

Havan Fellows – http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/

Hank Edwards – http://hankedwardsbooks.com/hankerings./

JR Boyd – http://jr-boyd.blogspot.com/

Jade Baiser - http://jade-wetdreams.blogspot.com/

~Em

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by Em Woods on May 21, 2012  •  Permalink
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Hop Against Homophobia…2012

UPDATE: CONGRATULATIONS TO…GIGI & LAYLADAWNA! 

Well, hello everyone! Happy Thursday to you!  Welcome to the Hop Against Homophobia 2012…

Today is a day when we all stand together and let the world know that we won’t tolerate the closed-minded anymore. It’s when we say that it isn’t good enough to be ignored or preached to. Now, I bet you’re wondering what a straight female author could contribute to this on a personal level. Well, let me tell you, I’ll be the first to say that my personal experience with homophobia doesn’t compare with the pain that many homosexuals have been forced to suffer. But I do have a story.

When I first began to write – het romance, at that time – in a little creative writing class at my local community college, I never imagined that all of the encouragement and guidance I received from my teacher (Cindy!) and from fellow local authors (Ava! Cindy! Stephani! Mark!) would help me find my footing in Gay Romance. You see, I’m a straight woman with two kids and husband. But find my footing there, I did.

It was amazing how this group of writers accepted me into their fold and helped me acclimate to not only writing but to the stereotypes (There are so many! I had no clue!) that the LGBTQ community dealt with on a daily basis. I was happy. Ecstatic, even. And I’ve never been one to hide who I am (okay, except for the tattoo I hid from my parents…) – so I saw no reason to do so now. When my friends asked what I wrote – gay erotic romance, I said. When my husband’s family asked – same answer. My own family…now here’s where the HEA jack-knife’s like a rig on an icy road.

I told my sisters and one of my brothers what I wrote…well, one of my sisters turned out to be a homophobe in the closet. Imagine my shock that someone I had thought to be open-minded and accepting turned out to be the first person to latch on to a lame excuse to unfriend me on Facebook from herself and her kids – my niece and nephew – and we didn’t speak for almost a year. It hurt. I was exceptionally confused. Why would someone who claimed to love me virtually disown me for what I wrote?!

What would she have done if I were gay? Or what would her reaction be if one of my children is?

That’s when I got a very small taste of what the LGBTQ community has to deal with almost everywhere they go. And that’s when I decided to resolutely support that community with everything in me. I stand up and SHOUT when I have the chance. I speak up when I hear it from my friends – even if they think they’re being funny. You never know who’s listening, who might be hurt by someone else’s offhand remark – you never know who you can help with one adamant stance on fairness and equality.

*makes room on my soapbox for you and takes a deep breath*

Okay…this is a blog hop, right?

Well, leave me a comment on this post with your name (no email addy…you’ll have to leave that to post anyway, and this keeps it private) and a positive or supportive thought to be entered to win either a PRINT copy of TEB’s His Hero Anthology or a DIGITAL copy of any one of my backlist…winner’s choice. I’ll be drawing TWO names – yes, I like to capitalize things, lol – and notifying the winners on May 21st, with a Congratulations post going up once I’ve heard back. Oh, and don’t worry when your comment doesn’t show up right away…those darn spammers forced me into moderation. But don’t worry, as soon as I get to my email, I’ll approve them!

Now, don’t forget that there are over 250 wonderful authors, reviewers, publishers participating…so make sure you go to:  http://hopagainsthomophobia.blogspot.com to make your rounds over the next few days – but make sure you get there…you have until May 20th to leave your comments and thoughts.

All right…see you guys in the comments! Much love!

~Em

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Story Orgy Monday: His Secret, pt 6

Happy, happy SO Monday!

Feeling a little…something…right now, so I’m gonna make this quick for you. :) We have a few reminders and big ol’ yay! today.

First up is that our very wonderful Havan Fellows has her first solo book out – Emery’s Ritches – and you can find it here: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-emery039sritches-789385-145.html

And Lee Brazil’s book – Trapping Drake – is available at: http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-trappingdrake-788430-145.html

A little something extra for you is that Hank Edwards’ completely awesome Plus Ones is out on paperback: http://www.amazon.com/Plus-Ones-Hank-Edwards/dp/1611183987/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1336929065&sr=8-2

Now for the yay! ….. Word Play is Best Book at Whipped Cream/Long and Short Reviews… http://whippedcream2.blogspot.com/2012/05/word-play-story-orgy-vol-1-by-em-woods.html. Pretty soon you’ll be able to vote and make it Book of the Month!

So are you ready for the next installment of His Secret? Well, the prompt this week is There is music playing in the background. A big hug to the lovely Jade for our hottie of the week…

HIS SECRET, pt 6

They pulled through a brick fence with a large, wrought iron gate that folded like an accordion, and faster than Colin could turn around it had already closed behind them. Within feet the trees closed in on them, branches brushing the side of the SUV as Ty navigated the winding drive that led deeper onto the property.

The woods grew thicker, wilder. Colin tried to make out the night sky but the dense foliage obscured his view. “Come here often?”

Tyler’s soft chuckle helped to ease Colin’s nerves. “Once or twice a year. When I need to get away.”

Colin really wanted to ask who Ty brought with him on those get-aways, but decided he was better off not knowing. “So there’s a house in here?”

“Yep.”

As if conjured, the trees gave way to an expansive, groomed lawn. From there, in the center of the clearing, sat a log cabin that looked like ten men could live in it comfortably without rubbing elbows unless they wanted to. And its front door stood wide open. Colin’s stomach knotted. “Company already?”

“Nope, Tom’s a full time resident.”

It didn’t seem like Tyler was going to explain and Colin wasn’t sure the etiquette involved when a man was on the run from a psychotic ex-boyfriend. Should he ask? Or wait?

Tyler stopped the vehicle to the left of the cabin and pushed open his door. That’s when Colin heard it. There was soft music playing in the background.

Someone was welcoming Tyler home.

<<TBC>>

Now, don’t forget to head over and see what my fellow orgiasts did with this awesome prompt!

Lee Brazil – http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/

Havan Fellows – http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/

Hank Edwards – http://hankedwardsbooks.com/hankerings./

JR Boyd – http://jr-boyd.blogspot.com/

Jade Baiser - http://jade-wetdreams.blogspot.com/

~Em

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by Em Woods on May 14, 2012  •  Permalink
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Story Orgy Monday: His Secret, pt 5

Hey there, y’all! Hope this finds you well…and rarin’ to go!

Before we started (omigosh, my post is longer than 250 words this week!)…there are a couple of things you might not know yet…

The very lovely, ever so talented Havan Fellows has her very first single release this coming Friday! Yes! You heard me right…you can go here to find Emery’s Ritches! You guys are going to love this second book in her Synchronous Seductions series. And her darling muse, Lee Brazil had a release of his own last Friday - Trapping Drake can be found here.

Soon you can also find most of us taking part in the Hop Against Homophobia…you’ll get to hear why we stand up and lend our voices to defeating homophobia. Make sure you come back on May 17th for a chance to win prizes (over 200 blogs will be participating!) and support a great cause!

Oh! And we’ve got a great new contest coming up soon…we’ll be doing another “Guess the Prompt”! If you can guess the prompt we use, you’ll be entered to win a very cool prize!

Okay, guys…are you ready? The prompt this week is: This is not about… and, of course, our delicious Jade found us our hottie this week. Isn’t he just freaking hawt? (Who doesn’t love suit porn?) Mmmmm…..

HIS SECRET, pt 5

 

“This isn’t about a break up anymore.” Tyler took a deep breath. “This bastard has fucking gone off the deep end.”

Officer Morgan scribbled in his notebook and nodded. “I take it you think you know who did this?”

“Victor Ainsley.”

Morgan paused, then wrote again. “How do you know him?”

“He’s my ex.” Colin’s voice was shaky, his arms wrapped tight around his midsection. “He’s been threatening me.”

Relief flooded Tyler’s body. Finally Colin was willing to do something about Vic. “Show him the texts, Col.”

His movements jerky and stiff, Colin uncurled his arms and pulled his phone from his pocket. Pushing the couple of buttons to get to the offensive messages, he handed the phone over. Tyler moved closer to him, needing to protect Colin even though the threat wasn’t eminent. Those phone calls would happen much sooner than Tyler had planned. He needed his team to track this bastard down.

But first things first.

The officers and Colin should be brought up to speed.

Tyler took his wallet from his rear pocket, unfolded it and held it out for Officer Morgan’s inspection. “Let me introduce myself properly this time. I’m Tyler Bowden, FBI.”

The other three officers paused in their investigation as Morgan took the offered badge. “And you didn’t mention this earlier because?”

Tyler could hear the anger boiling just under the calm tone. He didn’t blame the guy. Local police weren’t always receptive to his agency’s help. “Because I didn’t realize the extent of this intrusion. Now that I know Colin’s safety is threatened – and that this wasn’t just teenagers gone wild – you have disclosure privileges.”

The icy stare from the officers around them was nothing compared to the rigid form beside him. Colin had known he was in law enforcement. Tyler just hadn’t had the conversation to tell him how deep he was. It was a shitty way to start a fragile discussion but it couldn’t be helped in this case. If Colin was pissed, they’d have to cross that bridge when they got someplace safe. “While you finish up here, I’m going to take Colin to my place. You can access my information in the database, call me when you’re ready to talk to him.”

Morgan handed Colin’s phone back. “Give me your address.”

“No. When you’re ready – call.”

Tyler wasn’t about to let that bit up for discussion. No one knew where Colin’s second house was and only when he was seriously in need of it did he use it. Tucked in the middle of fifty acres, the house was secluded and peaceful. The monitoring system Tyler had on the perimeter alerted him when anyone entered his property.

It was safe.

And far away from Victor Ainsley.

Tuning out the objections of Officer Morgan, Tyler motioned to Colin. “Grab a bag from the bedroom and get enough clothes to last a few days. I’ll grab your computer.”

“We need his computer for evidence.”

Tyler faced the cop kneeling on the floor in front of Vic’s message. Reigning in the impulse to shove the man’s head into the wall, Tyler said, “Colin needs it to work. I will have one of my team check it over and send you the report by the end of the day.”

Considering the matter closed, Tyler led Colin to the bedroom. Once the door clicked shut behind them, Tyler reached for his lover, pulling him into his arms. “I know you have questions and you’re probably pissed as hell at me.”

After a second of silence, Colin snuggled against Tyler. “Yes. And yes. But they can both wait until we’re out of here.”

“Thank you.” Tipping Colin’s head back, Tyler brushed a kiss over his lips. He hesitated, then covered Colin’s mouth. He licked and nipped until Colin moaned and opened for him, allowing him to plunge inside to tangle their tongues and draw him out. He threaded his fingers in the soft hair at the base of Colin’s neck, holding him still for the plunder.

Each suck and bite eased the coiling ball of anger in the pit of Tyler’s stomach, replacing it with the desire to sink his cock deep into Colin’s ass, to fuck until they were too exhausted to think. Colin bucked against him, then gasped as he pulled away. “Shit. Get my computer. We’ll finish this when there’s no audience.”

Tyler reluctantly let him go, then adjusted his erection so that it wasn’t pressing against his zipper, smiling when he saw Colin do the same. “Be quick. We’ve got a long drive ahead of us.” He left the bedroom door open and went to Colin’s home office directly across the hall. In ten minutes he had the computer and all it’s extras packed in Colin’s case and was waiting outside the bedroom door when Colin stepped out with his suitcase.

Remaining silent, Tyler followed Colin through the living room, where the cops barely spared them a glance. Outside, Tyler shuffled Colin and his bags to the side lot where his SUV was parked, leaving Colin’s smaller Toyota in it’s spot. To his credit, Colin didn’t even question the direction.

Sliding behind the wheel, Tyler started his vehicle and pulled out. He took the back exit, pulling through the little used gate near the garbage dumpsters. The way Colin wrinkled his nose at the nasty smell made him smile. “Two seconds and we’ll be on the freeway.”

And once they were headed north out of the city, he’d be able to see anyone tailing them.

<<TBC>>

Now, don’t forget to head over and see what my fellow orgiasts did with this awesome prompt!

Lee Brazil – http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/

Havan Fellows – http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/

Hank Edwards – http://hankedwardsbooks.com/hankerings./

JR Boyd – http://jr-boyd.blogspot.com/

Jade Baiser - http://jade-wetdreams.blogspot.com/

~Em

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by Em Woods on May 7, 2012  •  Permalink
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Story Orgy Monday: His Secret, pt 4

Good morning! Can you believe it’s the end of April already? Whew!

Well, there are a couple things to announce this lovely Monday morning…

Our very wonderful Lee Brazil has a fabulous contest (for a free ebook!) going on now and a new release – Trapping Drake – coming this Friday! You can go here to learn more about both…

And then our most scrumptious Havan Fellows has her very own, very well deserved first single release – Emery’s Ritches – coming out on May 11th! Go here an pre-order!!  (and you can catch her first story in the Story Orgy Anthology from Breathless Press – which you can find more about on our SO blog.)

Okay, on with the prompt…this week we were working with “I stand between quiet and silence.” And of course, our yummy photo was brought to us by our delectable camera girl, Jade. Isn’t he edible? Mmmm….

Anyway, I’ve traded places with Hank again this week….Charlie is talking away in his brain, and my boys are being – well, secretive. So I’m on the Hook Up again. Ready?

HIS SECRET, pt 4

Tyler watched Colin’s face drain of color as he read a second text he’d received fast on the heels of the first. When his lover swayed, Tyler held him up and snagged his phone from his clenched fingers.

You’ve been bad, Col.

And Tyler recognized the phone number. Vic. Taking a deep breath, Tyler swept his mounting anger to the side. First priority – Colin and his safety. He pressed a kiss to Colin’s lips, then whispered, “When I stand between quiet and silence, listening to only my heart, I see my future and you are in it. Do you trust me, Col?”

“Of course I do.”

The slight tremor in Colin’s voice might have been because of Vic’s threat, because of Tyler’s words or because he wasn’t fully confident in his answer. Tyler couldn’t chance the latter but, before he could find out, one of the officers stuck his head out of the stairwell. A two-fingered wave and a neutral expression set Tyler’s instincts on high alert.

Every law enforcement officer possessed that look, carefully honed over time on the beat.

It meant nasty revelations were coming.

“Follow me. We’ve found something interesting.”

Colin tensed beneath Tyler’s hand. “Found? Wouldn’t a burglar have taken things?”

“This was no burglary.”

Colin stumbled and only Tyler’s grip on his arm kept him upright. After entering the apartment, it took only seconds to find what the officer had referred to. Spray painted across their living room wall in three-feet-tall red lettering were two words.

He’s mine.

<<TBC>>

 

Alrighty, my lovelies…don’t forget to head over and see what my fellow orgiasts did with this awesome prompt!

Lee Brazil – http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/

Havan Fellows – http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/

Hank Edwards – http://hankedwardsbooks.com/hankerings./

JR Boyd – http://jr-boyd.blogspot.com/

Jade Baiser - http://jade-wetdreams.blogspot.com/

~Em

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by Em Woods on April 30, 2012  •  Permalink
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Story Orgy Monday: His Secret, pt 3

Hello, hello, hello!!

How are you all doing? Good? Me too. Not much going on here…working on the next WIP (I know, I know…longer, please). :)

Today’s hottie is, of course, brought to you from the talented search fingers of our lovely Jade, and I think he fits today’s little piece. The prompt for the day is: There are the things we don’t know about love. 

Ready to get started? It’s another Hook Up for me (sooner or later I’ll get a long post in here *grr*). But today…you get a little taste of my villain.

HIS SECRET, pt 3

He couldn’t stand the sight of his Colin leaning on that bastard who’d threatened him. Fuck, that prick had some nerve showing up at his place and marking him up. He had almost brought Colin back home where he belonged.

A movement caught his eye. From his vantage point, he could see two squad cars pulled up to the curb. Narrowing his eyes, he seethed. He’d said no cops. His watch said Colin should have been headed to meet at the grocery store too. Not that he would have made it inside. Stubborn men needed to be dealt with in sometimes harsher ways.

Colin needed to be schooled.

Taught.

The police moved into the stairwell.

Dammit. This wasn’t going according to plan. Tyler was supposed to find his message after Colin left. Not those fucking cops.

He grabbed his cell. Colin needed to know he fucked up.

In a flash, he sent his message and watched as his errant man read his words.

You’ve been bad, Col. There are things we don’t know about love.

Like what the retribution would be for Colin calling police. He had to think on this.

It couldn’t go unpunished.

<<TBC>>

So what did you think of him? Don’t forget to head over and see what my fellow orgiasts did with this awesome prompt!

Lee Brazil – http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/

Havan Fellows – http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/

Hank Edwards – http://hankedwardsbooks.com/hankerings./

JR Boyd – http://jr-boyd.blogspot.com/

Jade Baiser - http://jade-wetdreams.blogspot.com/

~Em

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Story Orgy Monday: His Secret, pt 2

Happy Monday, everyone!

Hank and I have swapped this week…he’s got a big ol’ start to a new Charlie story (yay!!) and I’m giving you another taste of my two boys…I promise a longer segment next Monday, though. :)

Now, enjoy the smexy lovely our Jade found for us…and the prompt for the week: He is at the grocery store.

HIS SECRET, pt 2

Ty seemed fixated on his own thoughts, and that was fine with Colin. He phoned the police like he’d been told, then slipped his cell back in his pocket. Maybe when the cops arrived he’d show them the text message.

Maybe.

The last thing he needed was for Ty to go looking for Vic. Nothing good could come of it. Ty didn’t know Vic’s history, didn’t know the military training, the militia backing he had.

The roll of tires on pavement pulled Colin away from staring at the empty doorway. He turned to see two black-and-whites parked next to their car. If Colin thought they could help, he’d feel some sense of relief, but the truth was he had a feeling they would just make matters worse.

Four officers approached – three with a hand poised over their weapons, one with a pad of paper and pencil. It was that one that spoke first, his dark blue gaze snapping over them, assessing and sharp. “You call for a break and enter?”

Tyler caught Colin’s hand and gave a small squeeze to his fingers. “That was us. The door’s open going upstairs and we didn’t want to risk interrupting anyone.”

One of the others, the tallest of the bunch, shot him a sideways glance. Colin tried to take his hand away but Ty wasn’t having it. Short of causing a tug-of-war, Colin stopped struggling. The officer taking notes barely cast a glance at their hands. “The apartment belong to both of you?”

“Yes.” Ty pulled his wallet from his hip pocket and flipped it open to show his driver’s license. “We live in the upstairs loft.”

The officer looked it over, then jotted another note. “Okay Mr. Bowden, we’ll take a look around and make sure the place is clear. Afterward, you two can see if anything was stolen.”

Colin and Tyler nodded, moving out of the way as the four officers moved quietly through the door and up the stairs. The broken bushes rustled on the breeze, scraping a branch over the battered door and sending shivers along Colin’s spine. Another buzz in his pocket indicated a new text message, but he was loathe to look at it. Not standing here with Ty so close. His stomach twisted with sickening lurch as he pulled the phone from his pocket anyway. Looking down at the repeated words – Meet me at the grocery store. Thirty minutes. – Colin said, “He isn’t here.”

Ty brought Colin’s hand to his mouth, brushing a kiss over his knuckles. “Probably not.”

<<TBC>>

 

Don’t forget to head on over to my fellow orgiasts’ blogs and see what’s behind their door!

Lee Brazil – http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/

Havan Fellows – http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/

Hank Edwards – http://hankedwardsbooks.com/hankerings./

JR Boyd – http://jr-boyd.blogspot.com/

Jade Baiser - http://jade-wetdreams.blogspot.com/

~Em

by Em Woods on April 16, 2012  •  Permalink
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Posted by Em Woods on April 16, 2012

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Story Orgy Monday: His Secret

Happy Easter, Everyone! I hope you all had a great weekend.

Most of you know my oldest kidlet had his tonsils/adenoids out last Monday and we’ve been recuperating from that. He’s doing great but he is also so ready to be back eating the foods he loves. I don’t think sweets are his thing. LOL.

There is one announcement this week: My wonderful muse, JR Boyd, has been nearly swallowed up by the load of his school work. Because of this, he’s going to be taking a bit of a break from regular posts, but never fear, he’ll pop in now and then with poetry, perhaps a hook up or two, and he’ll definitely be around for the anthology stories.

So, with that out of the way, are you ready to move on to the prompt for this week? I’m sure you’ve noticed by now that this isn’t going to be a Brandt’s Choice ending…As a matter of fact, it’s a His Secret beginning. Yep, a whole new story starting right here. But never fear – you’ll get the ending you’ve been waiting for tomorrow! Yep, that’s right. I’ll be posting Tuesday morning the menage scene for the HEA on Brandt’s Choice.

Okay… today’s prompt is a couple comes home to find their front door ajar.

A big hug to our lovely Jade for finding this beauty for our post today. Isn’t he lovely?

HIS SECRET, pt 1

The weathered, exterior security door to their apartment building lay in the bushes; the freshly budded foliage mangled into an unrecognizable mess. A small gap showed where the interior door sat ajar, giving a bare glimpse of the stairs that led up to their home.

Tyler Bowden sighed. The landlord was going to be pissed. He had been after the elderly man to get the damn door fixed since they’d moved in, but the guy was stubborn to his core. And cheap.

Risking a glance at his lover, Tyler tried to stay positive. “Maybe it’s from the kids downstairs moving out.”

Colin Phillips’ face was pale, cheeks drawn tight as he pressed his lips together. Shaking his head, he whispered, “You know it’s him.”

The way Colin’s voice shook was fuel to Tyler’s anger. He’d sworn on the day they’d met no one would harm Colin again. It meant he couldn’t chance going upstairs to find out the extent of the problem. Whoever had done the damage might still be upstairs.

He put a hand on Colin’s arm, squeezing to pull his gaze from the broken door. Tyler brushed a kiss across his trembling mouth. So soft, so yielding, so afraid. “Call the police.”

As Colin dialed his phone, Tyler settled into a long familiar calm – one born from training. He flipped through a mental checklist of calls he needed to place later in the night. Vic Ainsley must have thought he was joking the last time they spoke.

<<TBC>>

Well, I hoped you enjoyed my fresh start! Don’t forget to head on over to my fellow orgiasts’ blogs and see what’s behind their door!

Lee Brazil – http://leebrazilauthor.blogspot.com/

Havan Fellows – http://havanshawthaven.blogspot.com/

Hank Edwards – http://hankedwardsbooks.com/hankerings./

JR Boyd – http://jr-boyd.blogspot.com/

Jade Baiser - http://jade-wetdreams.blogspot.com/

~Em

by Em Woods on April 9, 2012  •  Permalink
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Posted by Em Woods on April 9, 2012

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Swain, Maass, Covey and the M/M writer…

Or should I say…Swain, Maass, Covey and this M/M writer?

Because of an absolutely lovely friend, I’ve recently taken stock of where I spend my time and where I should spend my time. While I have mostly made good changes, some things have fallen by the wayside that really shouldn’t have. Like critiquing others’ work. And practicing and reading up to make my own work better.

So I will be dedicating some of my blog time here to talking about writing…well, the act of writing. If you read them, you’ll hear about Dwight Swain, Donald Maass, and even Stephen Covey. Larry Brookes and Victoria Schmidt are other favorites of mine. Becky Levine and Judy Reeves too.

I hope you’ll join me and share your thoughts.

I’ll talk a good bit about my works in progress and you’ll see snippets here and there of them. I’ll also be using practice writing and pointing out examples in other authors’s stories. But for now, do you have a favorite research book or reference site? Leave a comment and tell us about it…

by Em Woods on April 6, 2012  •  Permalink
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Posted by Em Woods on April 6, 2012

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Drop & Give Me…Blog Tour w/Sara York!

UPDATE: CONGRATS TO SARA’S WINNER, CINDERS! Thank you to everyone who stopped by and commented.

UPDATE #2: Congrats to LYRA for winning the $25 Amazon Gift Certificate! 

Thanks so much for having me on, Em, for today’s stop on the Drop and Give Me… Holding out for a Hero blog tour. Make sure you’ve entered on each blog for a chance to win a $25 Amazon Gift Certificate! Not a hardship since we’ve all shared our favorite smex scenes from our books. ;)

Monday: Devon Rhodes hosted Sue Holston

Tuesday: Sue Holston hosted Em Woods

Wednesday: YOU ARE HERE!

Thursday: Sara York will host Simone Anderson

Friday: Simone Anderson will host Devon Rhodes

Everyday heroes are my favourite. Zane and Nick are two everyday hero’s who are just doing their job by saving lives. Zane and Nick are amazing guys, who put other’s first. I hope you enjoy this excerpt from Zane’s Inferno.

Excerpt:

Zane dried his hand on the dishtowel while waiting for Nick to make the first move. They stared each other down, Zane’s dick growing stiffer with each passing second. He glanced down at Nick’s pants, glad to see that Nick had a huge boner too.

“Get over here,” Nick growled.

Zane hesitated but couldn’t deny that he wanted to be next to Nick. His steps slowed as he neared the other man. Nick was slightly taller and more muscled than he. Zane’s legs shook and his hands trembled.

Nick reached out and ran his fingers through Zane’s hair. His touch was initially gentle and soft then he grabbed Zane’s arms and spun him around, slamming him against the wall. He trapped Zane’s hands behind his back and held them there with one hand while his other hand unbuttoned and unzipped Zane’s pants before shoving them down below his ass.

The slide of his hand over Zane’s dick was rough and aggressive. Nick punished Zane’s mouth, demanding entrance then sucking hard on Zane’s tongue. Nick let go of his boner and grabbed Zane’s ass, separating his cheeks enough to slip one finger into Zane’s hole. Zane cried out in pleasure and pain as Nick’s finger found his prostate and played with it, taking Zane from rock hard to about to blow.

“You like this?” Nick asked.

Zane tried to buck off Nick’s hold, but Nick wouldn’t budge. He let go of Zane’s hands, grabbed his dick and squeezed. That did it. Zane came, squirting his cum down Nick’s hand and the wall.

Nick leaned against his back, his breath hot on Zane’s ear. “I want you so bad.”

Zane couldn’t respond. He’d never had anyone take him like that before. He couldn’t believe that his dick had already spent its load on nothing more than a finger fuck. Usually he lasted a long time. The twinks he dated dumped early…never him.

Nick dropped his pants, the belt clattering against the tile floor. “Bed. Now.” Nick pinched Zane’s ass.

“Ouch. You like it rough? Huh?” Anger and lust brewed together in Zane’s belly as he bucked back against Nick’s body.

Nick countered by taking Zane’s hands and holding them against the wall. His cock teased Zane’s hole. Zane’s dick was growing hard again, presenting itself at half-mast. He would be ready to show Nick a thing or two about fucking in a few minutes.

With all of his strength he threw off Nick’s hold and shoved him away. He turned around to face Nick and was hit by the raw lust shining in his eyes. Zane’s dick finished stiffening out when he got a good look at the size of Nick. The man had a tool that Zane prayed like hell he knew how to use.

Nick came at Zane, trapping him once more against the wall. Their cocks brushed against each other sending a shiver through both of them. Nick’s eyes brightened with lust as he brushed his dick against Zane again.

Zane moaned and closed his eyes as their bodies pressed up against each other.

“Open your eyes.”

Even if he didn’t want to, Zane was helpless against Nick’s demands. He’d always been the aggressor. Every guy he’d slept with before had been smaller than he. This was the first time he’d ever had sex with a bigger guy. Never before had he been able to be rough for fear of hurting the man he was with. But Nick could take his shit. The guy was tough.

Zane pushed Nick back off him. The surprise in Nick’s eyes brought a thrill to Zane. He ran to the bedroom, hearing Nick right behind him. Zane had been going to jump on the bed but decided to fake Nick out. Zane slid to a stop and jumped out of the way when Nick tried to grab for him.

“Oh, I am so going to punish you for this,” Nick said.

“You can’t punish me unless you catch me. And I’m faster than you, big guy.”

Nick laughed then lunged at Zane. They bumped into the wall and Nick held him prisoner there as he fondled Zane’s balls. Pleasure almost made Zane forget his quest for dominance. He pushed against Nick but lost the battle. Before he could stop him, Nick had both of Zane’s arms held overhead.

Nick stood slightly away from Zane’s body, his eyes focused on Zane’s cock. “I’m going to have fun with your prick. You’ve already come for me once, and now I’m going to make you do it again.”

 Nick locked eyes with him and Zane’s legs started to tremble. He didn’t doubt for a minute that Nick could make him come again before they even had sex but he didn’t want to. He wanted to force Nick to his knees and have his way with him.

“Not likely. I’m going to make you blow your load first,” Zane said.

“Try and make me.” Nick’s smile was cocky and totally needed to be wiped off his face.

Zane fought against Nick’s hold and won, pushing them both onto the bed. They wrestled for dominance, their bodies sweating and their breathing ragged as they pushed and twisted their way from Zane being on top to Nick being the victor.

Nick flipped Zane over face down and held him with a knee to his back. Zane heard the sound of foil ripping and knew Nick was rolling on a condom. He did his best to get out from under Nick but the man had him pinned.

Two of Nick’s fingers were up his ass prepping him for sex before Zane realised what Nick was doing. With renewed vigour, Zane tried to escape Nick’s hold but lost when Nick grabbed Zane’s hips and lined up to push his cock into him.

The first brush of Nick’s cock against Zane’s hole set off a firestorm of sensations that spread throughout his body. Zane bucked against him, trying to force Nick deeper, but the man clamped both hands even tighter around Zane’s hips, forcing him to remain still.

****

And speaking of love, I’d love to give away a copy to one of you! Just leave a comment, making sure to leave your email address, and not only will you be entered to win our Amazon Gift Certificate, but you will also be entered for a copy of Zane’s Inferno. Good luck!

Thanks for stopping by! You can find me at:

My Website: http://sarayork.com

My Blog: http://sarayork.blogspot.com

by Em Woods on February 15, 2012  •  Permalink
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Posted by Em Woods on February 15, 2012

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