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Radical Rock Stars Box Set

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Radical Rock Stars Box Set
Jenna Galicki

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Includes Bonus Read:
RADICAL RENDEZVOUS, an erotic short previously published as part of the International Best Seller PINK: Hot n’ Sexy For A Cure

THE PRINCE OF PUNK ROCK (Book 1: a 2015 Bisexual Book Awards Finalist)
I love her, but I also love him.
She’s everything to me.
He sets my world on fire.
It’s our dirty little secret, and it’s about to blow our record deal sky high.
I’m Tommy Blade, the Prince of Punk Rock, and this is our story.

BETWEEN A ROCK AND A HARD PLACE (Book 2)
She’s a rock goddess.
He’s a sex pistol.
I need them both, in my life and in my bed, and I’m not living without either one of them.
I’ll do whatever it takes, even if it costs me everything I’ve ever wanted.
I’m Tommy Blade, the Prince of Punk Rock, and this is the continuation of our story.

PUNK ROCK RESURRECTION (Book 3)
My world was dark and filled with pain.
Loneliness gnawed at my soul.
I found solace in a bottle.
Music was my only refuge . . . until I met her.
She was a dark Gothic goddess in thigh-high leather boots.
She brought light into my life and showed me what it was like to be loved.
But could she handle the demons that haunted me . . . and the vices that kept them at bay?
This is Damien and Alyssa’s story. Delve into the mind of Immortal Angel’s brooding, hardcore bassist with a troubled past.

ROCK STAR REDEMPTION (Book 4)
I live life in the fast lane.
My days and nights are a never-ending party of women, fast cars and alcohol.
I’m the one your father warned you about.
I have everything I ever wanted – except Audra Abelman.
She was always the good girl.
She was off limits.
I held out for almost a decade.
It’s time to set her inner bad girl free.
I’m Jimmy Wilder, and I’m going to claim the most sought after girl in the record industry.

Bonus Read: RADICAL RENDEZVOUS, an erotic short previously published as part of the International Best Seller PINK: Hot n’ Sexy For A Cure

PUNK ROCK-A-BYE BABY (Book 5)
She rocks my world.
He sets my soul on fire.
We’ve traveled down a bumpy road, but we’ve finally found the balance.
It’s time to bring a new little rock star into our lives.
I’m Tommy Blade, the Prince of Punk Rock.

COMING SOON:
ROCK GODDESS – A prequel to The Prince of Punk Rock. This is Tommy and Jessi’s story.

August 25, 2016 Posted by | erotic romance, menage romance, music | Leave a comment

Stranded Spirits

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Easton Thomas, a handsome and wealthy man with a generous heart, owns an historic mansion on Florida’s Gold Coast, a house filled with spirits and secrets from the past. When a hurricane grounds all flights and cruise ship connections, Easton invites a group of stranded passengers to ride out the storm at his mansion. He is drawn to Randy, a shy and insecure man from Atlanta, but Mitchell, Easton’s longtime companion and estate manager, has different plans for Easton.

Excerpt:
Mitchell buttoned his shirt and made his way to the center railing overlooking the downstairs entry. “Easton, is that you?” He could see what looked like a crowd gathered near the front entry casually dropping suitcases and bags. “Did you pick up a tour bus before your cruise?” he asked sarcastically, trying to contain his anger. “Easton, a word please. This is a bad time to have a house full of guests. These people are not stray cats that you found on the highway. They are adults caught up in the same shitty mess as the rest of South Florida, so why do you feel responsible for them?” Mitchell hissed.

“I guess for the same reason I have always felt responsible for you,” Easton smiled, and his eyes glowed in the soft light. He took Mitchell in his arms and kissed him. “We have an ample supply of backup candles and flashlights in the cellar closet. Do you mind bringing them upstairs in case we lose power? I will move the cars to the garage. I don’t want them damaged,” Easton said.

“Let me do that,” Mitchell volunteered as he thought about the apartment over the garage. There was no need to take any unnecessary chances.

Mitchell opened the door and headed out into the fierce wind and rain. He secured the vehicles, closed the garage door, and started up the side stairs to the second floor. He reached the door to the apartment that had initially served as the living quarters for the chauffeurs, stepped inside, and closed the door. “Where are you?” Mitchell whispered.

He saw the shadow emerge cautiously from the adjacent room. “I’m here. I was beginning to worry. I considered leaving, but I wouldn’t make it very far in this weather. Why did Easton come back? I thought he would be away for a couple of weeks.”

“It’s this storm. The flights are grounded and he brought a group of stranded passengers with him to ride out the storm. You will have to stay here until it’s clear to leave.”

“How can I do that? There is no food here, and I cannot get cell service. Maybe we should let Easton know I’m here.”

“Absolutely not! Easton made it clear that you were not to come back here. I have no intention of being out on the street on my ass at this time in my life. I have too much to lose. I’ll bring you coffee and food before everyone wakes in the morning, so just take it easy.” Mitchell leaned in and kissed him. “Goodnight, and try to be patient.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah,” he grumbled.

“Stranded Spirits,” gay romance and murder mystery by David Edmondson, is available from Amazon (KDP Select). Click to Purchase. Also available in print from Amazon. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com.

April 7, 2016 Posted by | ebooks, erotic romance, historical fiction, mystery/suspense | , , , | Leave a comment

The Undercover Rock Star (Bulletproof: Book 1)

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A spur-of-the-moment vacation was supposed to jolt Cameron Douglas out of his funk, but it appears he only traded locations. It was a chance meeting with a handsome stranger that changed everything. Brandon stirs Cameron’s interest and his heart, but will the mysterious man reveal his true identity before their vacation in paradise is over?

Sometimes life in the spotlight was a heavy weight to bear for Brandon Bullet. He never knew if men were interested in him as a person or just enamored with his rock star status – until he meets Cameron Douglas. It wasn’t often that Brandon shared a connection with someone who wasn’t aware of his notoriety. He’s determined to keep his identity a secret while the two of them get to know each other and before someone blows his cover.

Excerpt:
“A bed?” Cam raised an eyebrow, and his lips drew back into a sly smile.

Brandon chuckled. It couldn’t have been more perfect. He put his hand to his chest to proclaim his innocence. “I had no idea.”

Cam playfully rolled his eyes before he took a swig of his beer and placed it on the table next to the bed. He kicked off his flip-flops, lay down on the left side of the mattress and laced his hands behind his head. He stared up at the curtain draped across the top of the cabana without the slightest bit of unease.

Brandon joined him. They had met less than twenty minutes ago, and now they were lying next to one another, inches apart, on a bed on the beach. It was absurd and hot as hell.

Cam smiled, shifted onto his side and propped his head up on his elbow. His warm, brown eyes twinkled like melted chocolate in the glare of the afternoon sun. “Do me a favor. Take that knot out of your hair.”

Brandon stiffened, worried that recognition had finally crept into Cam’s head.

“I just want to see how long it is. And touch it.”

Brandon didn’t need any further prompting. He sat up and unraveled the elastic that held his hair in place. His blond curls cascaded down his back and over one shoulder. The soft breeze lifted a strand and blew it across his face as he turned to see Cam’s reaction.

Cam took the stray lock and tucked it behind Brandon’s ear. The smile on Cam’s face was full of allure and sent Brandon’s heart racing. His eyes rested on Cam’s gorgeous, plump lips. On any other day, with any other man, Brandon would have sucked on that bottom lip three minutes after they had met. He was waiting for the right moment to kiss Cam, and he was unsure about why he was hesitating.

“The Undercover Rock Star,” Book 1 in the ‘Bulletproof’ series, a new series by Jenna Galicki, is available from Amazon (Kindle Unlimited). Click to Purchase. Also available in print from Amazon.

March 15, 2016 Posted by | ebooks, erotic romance, gay romance | , , | Leave a comment

The Rodeo Rider

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Determined to become a rodeo star, Julian Busch ends up in North Carolina at Rolling Meadows Stables, where the days are grueling, the nights are wild, and his fellow trainees will mount a cowboy faster than they will mount a horse. Life in the rodeo isn’t easy, but wit and grit lead Julian to a place he never thought he would be.

Excerpt:
Julian unpacked his suitcase, putting everything in the chest of drawers next to his bunk – socks and belts in the top drawer, underwear in the second, shirts in the third, and blue jeans in the bottom. He peeled off his red t-shirt with an Aggies mascot on it.

“Is that natural or do you work out?”

“What do you mean?”

“That chest. It just ain’t normal.”

“Just the result of daily workouts and some weightlifting.”

“I guess I’ve got to get me some weights.”

“Don’t need to. I brought mine. They’re still in the car.”

“Think you could help me?” He pulled up his shirt showing a modicum of development.

“Sure, we’ve got ten weeks here. I’m sure we could do something with that body of yours. It has potential.”

“Well, go shower. I’m going to grab a quick nap. Wake me when you’re ready to go to dinner.” Ross went to his bunk as Julian stripped, grabbed a towel, and entered the shower. A few moments later, Julian hollered to Ross, “Hey guy, you got some soap? I didn’t pack any and there ain’t none in here.”

Ross rose from the cot and took a bar of soap to the shower room.

“Thanks.”

“Damn, you’re a hairy one,” Ross said. “Good thing your Emily didn’t let you get very far. She’d be spitting out pubic hair more than doing anything else. You want some help there?”

“What? You think I’m gay and want to touch another guy’s junk?”

“I guess I was wrong. Sorry.” Ross returned to his cot and hoped Julian didn’t notice what he was sporting. Ross was disappointed in himself. He had vowed to follow the straight path now that he was starting a new life away from the life he had led in rural Georgia, and all the peers he had secretly been with. He knew he had to work harder on suppressing his innate desires. He fell asleep, but his mind conjured up a dream of him with the man he had just met.

“The Rodeo Rider,” an erotic cowboy romance novel by Duncan More, is available from Amazon in ebook and paperback format. Click Here or on Cover Above to Purchase. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com.

February 25, 2016 Posted by | adventure, cowboys, ebooks, erotic romance, gay romance, romance, western | , , | Leave a comment

The Dark Coven

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At first glance, Derek seems to have everything. He is married to the love of his life, Aaron, and it’s as if they are perfect for each other. But Derek has a secret…a secret he has kept hidden from his husband for years. Derek wakes up every morning hoping his past doesn’t catch up to him. But when the followers of The Dark Lord rise again and the world is threatened, Derek finds himself forcefully pulled back into the life he swore never to return to…a life of magic, and danger at every corner.

Excerpt:
It was nearing midnight and a man hurriedly walked through a dark corridor holding a burning candle in his hand, excited to tell the Dark Lord of his success. The most loyal followers of the Dark Lord had been waiting for this moment for years. The man stopped at a huge wooden door, placed the candle on a stone shelf, and took out a knife from inside his black cloak. He placed the blade of the knife on his right hand and pressed down. A sharp pain entered his body as the blade dug into his skin and blood poured out. Placing his bloody palm onto the wooden door, he felt a surge of energy enter his body. His offering to the Dark Lord had been accepted.

The door creaked as the man entered the giant room where he saw three hooded figures standing in front of a huge statue of a serpent. He bowed his head in front of the statue in respect. The room was silent, save for the sound of a blue flame burning at the base of the statue.

“What brings you here, Dmitri?” asked the leader of the coven…a coven made entirely of followers loyal to the Dark Lord.

“I bring you news, great one,” Dmitri answered.

Dmitri looked up at the hooded figures. “I have finally found the being you seek,” said Dmitri. “I have found the one you require to summon the Darati.”

Dmitri’s heart started to race as his news was received by silence. He had expected them to bestow him with power. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” Dmitri nodded his head.

“Where is he?”

“Outside,” Dmitri answered.

“Bring him here this instant!”

The door opened again and Dmitri entered the room with a handsome man wearing a white robe. He had red hair down to his waist, and his pale skin seemed to glow in the firelight. His piercing green eyes looked at the hooded figures standing in front of the serpent statue. He knew why he was here and he wanted to please the Dark Lord.

“How did you find him?”

“I came to him,” the man answered before Dmitri could say a word. I was curious to know about his intentions.”

“You shall be rewarded for your work, Dmitri. The Dark Lord always rewards those who are loyal.”

“The Dark Coven,” gay paranormal fiction by T.L. West, is available at Amazon, B&N, Kobo and All Romance ebooks. Click Here or on Cover Above to Purchase

February 5, 2016 Posted by | erotic romance | Leave a comment

Punk Rock-A-Bye Baby

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She rocks my world.
He sets my soul on fire.
We’ve traveled down a bumpy road, but we’ve finally found the balance.
It’s time to bring a new little rock star into our lives.

I’m Tommy Blade, the Prince of Punk Rock, and this is the next chapter in our story.

Loving two people is never easy, and Tommy Blade fights every day to ensure that his wife and his lover know that he loves them both equally. A commitment ceremony solidifies their pledge to one another and brings them closer together.

Jessi Blade is a lucky girl. With animosity behind them, she and Angel share a more intimate relationship and their lives flourish. She has everything she ever wanted – except a baby.

Angel Garcia never thought he’d share his life with a woman, no less marry one in a commitment ceremony. When a baby joins their family, it makes him realize how much Jessi really means to him.

The road Tommy, Jessi and Angel travel is never an easy one. Just when they’re at their happiest, an accident may very well change the course of their lives.

Excerpt:
Tommy went for Jessi like an animal pouncing on his prey. He took her by the waist and pushed her back on the bed. His mouth was on hers, and his tresses fell like a curtain of golden silk. It prevented Angel from seeing the expression on their faces. It was one of the things he loved most about watching them. He tucked Tommy’s hair behind one ear so the silhouette of their faces was visible. Tommy’s lips covered Jessi’s, and his chest swelled with passion. There were little wrinkles between his brows which grew deeper when he pressed his mouth harder and turned it in a slow circle.

Jessi sighed and threw her head back as Tommy kissed his way down to her breasts. He ran his hands over her slender torso and kissed her waist. Jessi shuddered when his lips hit the area just below her navel.

Tommy abruptly sat back on his knees and yanked Jessi toward him. There was no hesitation or resistance as Jessi inhaled deeply and arched her back. Tommy gripped her hips and dug his fingers into her pelvis. His hair bounced and fanned his face. Glimpses of pouting, slightly-parted lips and a furrowed brow were visible between the flaxen strands of his long hair.

Jessi’s arms flailed wildly, and her breath came in heavy gasps. Bliss and ecstasy were clear across her face. Angel wondered what sex was like for a woman and if all women enjoyed it as much as Jessi.

“Punk Rock-A-Bye Baby,” Book Five in the Radical Rock Stars series, and a MUST READ by Jenna Galicki, is available from Amazon (Kindle Unlimited). Also available in print from Amazon. Click Here to Purchase

January 27, 2016 Posted by | ebooks, erotic romance, gay romance, love stories, romance | , , , , | Leave a comment

Vegas Stripped

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Loner and con man Sam is a love ‘em and leave ‘em kind of guy. Born into a world of scams, hoaxes and schemes, he settles in Miami after making a major art swindle, only to lose his heart to the wrong man. Broke and broken, he rockets out of the sunshine state only to be detoured to Las Vegas. Running from the problem is nothing new to this flim-flam man, but he has always worked alone until now. Pulling off the scam that his life now depends on, he is forced to join a motley crew of amateurs, including a former reality star, a retired showgirl, and a disabled vet and his stripper brother, who is running a con of his own.

Love, loss, redemption and sex are set against the bright neon of the Las Vegas strip in this sizzling romance!

Excerpt:
I owed a guy money.

A lot of money.

And I made a deal with the devil.

Yeah, I’m a thief. Not proud of that, but not disturbed by it either.

No moral compass at all, survival of the fittest was what it boiled down to with us – Dad, Mom and me. Poppa was a rollin’ stone. Wherever he laid his hat was his home…the old man was as good looking as my mother was beautiful, but they could never make it together. He would bounce back to us for a caper now and then when we needed to make a larger than average hit, and then he’d be off again. But even when we were together we were like sharks, moving from town to town. We lived as high as we could for as long as we could, and then we would be on the hunt for another sucker to take down. There truly is one born every minute, as P.T. Barnum famously said, and we were always ready to help that fool to be parted with his money.

First I was just a prop. Food, clothing, cigarettes, and booze were stuffed into the stroller net and to my tender, but thickening, hide. As a toddler, my carriage became a getaway buggy for auto parts, jewelry, rare books, and once, a few furs. I can still remember the soft brush of chinchilla against my skin. As I got older, I followed the lead of my parents. Scheming and scamming were their stock and trade, and I took to it like a baby duck to water, never questioning any of it because it was the only life I knew. I learned to hotwire a car, pick a pocket, forge a check, and dodge rent. Our coat of arms would have consisted of a piece of broken hanger and a pair of soft gloves to prevent fingerprints.

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South Beach has beautiful Art Deco buildings and is packed with hot guys of all shapes, sizes and types. South beach is also packed with thieves, scammers, and con people like me. I was running an art deal, a specialty that I was becoming known for. It was an international arrangement in which I managed to smuggle two Dutch Master works out of the country on yachts. I knew a guy who had done amazing replicas of the works. With properly aged canvas (it’s amazing what plain old tea bags and the South Florida sun can do to age canvas), he used only the best materials to make the correct formulas of old pigment, and hand made his own brushes. The pieces were as close to the originals as anyone was going to get.

The haul was big. Following the way I had lived my entire life, I took a sublet in one of the glittery high rise buildings that dot South Beach, and lived a little. I like stability, but had gotten used to life on the go, settling in quick and not staying in the same place. But every now and then, when I was flush with cash, I would splurge and settle in for a little while. I was enjoying South Beach, so I hit the clubs, spent some time in the gym and at the beach, and met Carlos.

Carlos had large eyes the color of a melted Godiva chocolate, skin like satin, thick black hair landing nearly to his shoulders, and that body… he was built like he was made of steel coils wrapped in suede. The attraction was mutual and instant.

“Vegas Stripped” by James Brock, is a romance and con scheme mystery that combines a motley crew of amateurs, including a former reality star, a retired showgirl, and a disabled vet and his stripper brother, who is running a con of his own. Available exclusively from Amazon. Click on Cover Above to Purchase from Amazon. Also available in print from Amazon. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com.

October 30, 2015 Posted by | ebooks, erotic romance, gay romance, love story, mystery/suspense | , , | Leave a comment

Clarke’s Pointe

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With the majority of its population male, Clarke’s Pointe is sure to be filled with opportunities for a lot of man-on-man action, or at least that’s what Jeffrey Martin thinks when he receives an offer to relocate to the artist colony in Delaware. The opportunity is too good to pass up for the part-time actor whose dream is to perform full-time on stage. Leaving the frigid winters of Minnesota for the Atlantic shore, he packs up his belongings and heads out, but not before he convinces a couple of fellow thespians to go with him. Jeff is in his element living among fellow lovers of the theatre, not to mention fellow worshipers of the god Priapus, and he can’t imagine anything going awry in this place that’s nothing short of paradise.

Excerpt:
Jeff stripped down to his powder blue shorts, pulled the comforter over him, and quickly dozed off. Egoistic dreams filled his nap time. He saw himself on stage playing the lead in ‘Man of La Mancha’ and performing ‘The Elephant Man’ screaming ‘I am not an animal. I am a man.’ The sound of his doorbell disturbed these utopian dreams. Opening the door, a young man handed him a bouquet of red roses. He was rather attractive and Jeff couldn’t help but make a pass. “From you? You shouldn’t have.”

“I didn’t. I can’t afford to be sending guys I don’t know a dozen roses.”

“But if you knew me and loved me, you would, right?”

“Uh, no.”

It was obvious that he was making the young man nervous. “Well, come in. What is it, about 5 below?”

“Something like that. I can’t wait to get home and get warm.”

“Well, let me get my wallet so I can give you a tip, unless you’d like to slip me your tip and the rest of what you’ve got.”

“You’re putting me on. A hot guy like you! My girlfriend won’t even offer to do that.”

“I will, and I don’t even love you.”

“Let me go park the delivery van. I’ll be right back.”

While he was outside, Jeff put the roses in a vase. His mom did remember him after all. He read the card: ‘To the love of my life, Mom.’ He smiled. Unknown to her, she had sent him a nicer present – a hot young delivery man.

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Ross invited Robbie into Room 324. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll be right out.” Five minutes later, he emerged totally nude, revealing a body that got Robbie’s blood pumping. Pleased that Robbie wasn’t wearing underwear, he kissed him as he slid off the vest. “I’m going to get on the bed and I want you to look through the bag on the dresser. Feel free to use anything you want.”

Some of the things Robbie had only seen in sex videos. Now he was with a guy who wanted to experience them all. “You like these things, don’t you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

That sir told Robbie what role he was going to play in their little fantasy. “So were you a bad boy in New York? Tell me the truth. Did you do things you wouldn’t be proud of?”

“I was on the ferry going to the Statue of Liberty. There was this one sailor. He looked so hot in his whites that I had to have him.”

“And?”

“And I spent the night in the West Side Sauna. Two guys had their way with me, and I loved it. Then while I was recovering, an old guy with white hair and a goatee came in just for me. I did it just like you taught me, and mouthed the words you always said to turn me on. You were the best teacher.”

Robbie erotically licked his way up the center of Ross’s torso.

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October 11, 2015 Posted by | adventure, ebooks, erotic romance, gay romance | , | Leave a comment

Randy Talbot’s Closet

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As the fashion-conscious homosexual that I am, in my head I have a matching set of clothing for every man I’ve ever been with. And yes, “been with” is a euphemism for sex. Before recalling the men in my life, dragging them out of my closet and airing them on the line for all to see, I thought it would only be fair to have one of my past lovers describe me in clothing. What follows is his response, unedited and unapologetic, much like him: “In the closet of my love life, you would be a pair of fitted, designer blue jeans – expensive and engineered to accentuate the bits you’re proud of while hiding the bits that you’re not. Below the jeans would be a saucy pair of modern, black, Italian leather shoes, well-worn and perfect for dancing. Under the jeans is a pair of forty dollar Calvins. Above is a tailored pin-striped shirt that you bought to make yourself look taller. P.S. You’re not short, you only think you are. The only accessory is a wristwatch that looks expensive but wasn’t. You hate being late. You think the idea of Queer Standard Time is appalling and reinforces a bad stereotype. In fact, you insist on being early for everything and bounce around like a little waist-coated white rabbit when others make you late.”

That’s not how I would introduce myself, but that’s the point. Before I start unabashedly gossiping about the men who have been in my life, in clothes and out, I thought it only fair to give myself the same treatment. Now comes the fun part. Without further delay, I present to you, in chronological order, the men in Randy Talbot’s closet.

Excerpt:
Se7en was an underground club and it sounded like the party was well underway by the time we got there. We grabbed each others’ hands and went down the steamy, dark rabbit hole together.

“Cover is twenty dollars,” the goth door attendant barked at us as he checked our IDs.

“Evan, didn’t you say it shouldn’t be more than ten?”

“Oh, tonight’s our special anniversary,” said the attendant, a crooked smile curling on his blackened lips. “Seven years at this location. It’s quite the party in there.”

We briefly discussed going somewhere else, but we were already there, so we bit the bullet, paid, got our hands stamped, and crossed into the unknown. The thick, inky satin curtain dividing coat check from the rest of the club may as well have been a wormhole into another universe. We froze before taking three steps inside and surveyed the landscape: black leather harnesses, vinyl clothing, rubber gloves, glow sticks, back hair, chains, and gas masks paraded before us under a shifting net of green laser lights that zapped through a fog of dry ice and perspiration. Then there was us. I wore my standard “little black dress” – a black spandex t-shirt and fitted black slacks. Evan wore a skin-tight metallic gold t-shirt and jeans, and Andy’s outfit was something like mine.

“Oh!” Evan exclaimed, clasping his hands together like some kid on Christmas morning. “This is going to be sooooo much fun!” He bounced into the room and introduced himself to a rather hirsute man in ass-less chaps. The remaining three of us huddled together, looking at each other with our mouths agape.

The night didn’t go badly at all. Evan and I stuck together for pretty much the entire night and he eventually poured enough liquor down my throat to get me dancing to the hellish trance music. By midnight, hunky Kevin was wearing a dog collar and getting led around by an enormous muscular man who might have been around thirty, and he seemed to be enjoying it. Andy had his face covered with neon war paint and was chatting with a svelte young man whose nipples were pierced and chained together. Another chain ran down his torso and disappeared behind the waist of his black leather pants where I imagine it was attached to something else.

Evan only left my side once to go to the washroom. By that time we had already shared many kisses, but when he got back he seemed a little too energized. I could tell he was into me before, but whatever he had downed in the washroom shattered what was left of his inhibitions. And don’t misunderstand. The attraction was by no means one-way. Evan was one hot little number.

Last call came and went. Andy had already left on the arm of an exotic-looking creature with a green mohawk. Kevin had lost his “owner” but retained his collar and a phone number. The three of us split a cab back to campus. Evan was all over me in the back seat and I can’t say I was doing much to stop him.

“Geez, get a room, you two,” said Kevin.

“That’s the plaaaaaaan,” said Evan, taking a break from tonguing my ear. “Besides,” he said, sliding his hand under my shirt. “You don’t know where my dorm is. And, right now, neither do I.” Then he laughed like he had just cracked the funniest joke ever.

“Randy Talbot’s Closet,” humorous m/m erotic romance by Randy Talbot, is available from Apple, Barnes & Noble, Amazon, Bookstrand, All Romance ebooks, Kobo, Google, and Coffeetime Romance. Print Book is available from Amazon. Our website is http://www.beautobeau.com.

October 1, 2015 Posted by | ebooks, erotic fiction, erotic romance, gay romance, humorous fiction | , , , | Leave a comment

Falling Free

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Tony, a young man kicked out of the house by his homophobic father, tries to survive in the streets, accepting any opportunity that life offers him and confusing sex with love. Shady characters who want him only for sex is the only life he knows until he meets Jay. Jay is different. He loves Tony. But Tony’s past haunts him and he hopes it never catches up with him.

Excerpt:
“My name is Lucas,” the artist said. “You can call me Luc.”

Luc was handsome, and Tony followed him to his apartment. Paintings were stacked against all four walls, along with paint cans, wooden frames, and rolls of canvases. Luc was sitting behind an easel, ready to work. He looked at Tony, and noticing that he had nothing but a towel around his hips, he smiled. He began to draw a sketch and time passed slowly. Tony thought of his past that seemed so dirty, and his present didn’t seem better. He knew that Luc would put down his pencil, come up to him, take the towel off… Tony knew the scheme in detail. The thought made him blush and smile.

“Please, don’t smile,” Luc said.

Tony sighed.

“Tired?” Luc asked. “I can see that you can’t keep your eyes open. Let me show you to the bed.” Tony followed Luc to the bedroom, trying to predict his next move. “Choose any side,” Luc said and left him alone.

In a week spent in Luc’s apartment, nothing happened between them, which puzzled Tony. He saw the way Luc looked at him. What was he waiting for?

Wanna have a look?” Luc asked when the picture was almost finished. “I will call it, ‘The Morning’.”

The picture was very simple and seemed absolutely innocent, but Luc could put into it so many emotions that there was no any other possible rendering as…‘morning.’

Tony smiled. The picture was amazing.

Luc set the picture along the wall to dry. There were more sexually explicit pictures stacked by the walls, but Tony found himself thinking that if any picture would make him blush, it would be this one. Without thinking what he was doing, he put his hand on Luc’s shoulder.

“Go to sleep,” Luc said.

Tony went to the bedroom while Luc slowly cleaned the brushes and screwed the lids on the paint cans. Tony was confused. He didn’t know why Luc wasn’t trying to get into his pants. ‘Maybe he’s not gay. But I could swear…’ He was lying on his back staring at the wall and didn’t hear Luc enter the room. Luc came closer. Tony felt his hand on his shoulder and turned toward him.

Luc leaned in and whispered, “I can do it the way no one has ever done it to you before.”

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