A Sure Thing: Part Three #masturbationmonday

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It nearly didn’t happen this week. I’ve been away, my kids are still off school, we’re decorating – you know how it gets. But Josh and Ben, well they just wouldn’t leave me be. So I wrote this late last night. Hope you like it… Parts one and two can be read beforehand if you like.


I can’t seem to take my eyes off Josh’s naked ass.

It is a thing of beauty: tight and firm, indented at the sides. Walking across the bedroom, he looks at me over his shoulder when he hears me sigh, then laughs when he sees where my eyes are glued. Cocky bastard! I think he needs bringing down a peg or two.

I strip off my t-shirt and undo the top button of my jeans, I’m going to need a bit of breathing room.

Lying on the bed, my head propped on my hand, I watch him go through his nightly routine, quietly amazed at how comfortable he has become in such a short time. After a rocky start, we seem to have fallen into our version of a relationship, but I don’t want him getting too comfortable. No, that wouldn’t do at all. We are both at our best when things are a little on edge, a little uncertain.

“Get your ass over here, Josh.”

I see his hand hesitate as he pushes the dresser drawer in and he straightens a little, his shoulders going back. He glances back at me a question in his eyes – one that’s answered by the look in mine.

I enjoy watching him walking towards me, almost as much as I love watching him walk away. He is lean, but the muscle definition on his body is beautiful. Our eyes meet and hold as he climbs onto the bed.

“Lie on your front.” I instruct him.

As soon as he’s in position I straddle his legs, my cock nestling in the juncture between his legs and his ass. Running my hands over his broad, muscular back, I rub my balls and dick up and down the crack of his ass, just enjoying the feeling of it for a moment.

His skin is warm and still a little damp from his shower. I lean forward and lick a line up his spine until I get to his neck. Nibbling and kissing my way round to his ear, I blow over the wetness on his skin and watch him shiver.

“You know I love your ass.” I whisper in his ear as I stroke my body over his. I see him smile and nod, confident in his ass’s place in this world. “Well, tonight I’ve decided I want to see how much I love it when it’s rosy pink and really hot to the touch.”

He turns his head to look at me, not sure about the direction this seems to be taking.

“You want to spank me?” He tries to pull off a faintly condescending look, but I see the excitement flicker in his eyes.

I sit back and put my hands on his ass, squeezing and spreading him apart. I run my thumbs up and down the line that separates each cheek, softly circling his hole until he is pushing back against me. I know he is dragging his cock along the sheet, trying to get some friction.

I raise my hand and watch intently as I land the first blow to those firm muscles.

I hear him mutter “Fuck!” as he squeezes his cheeks together.

I don’t give him chance to think about it before I lift my hand and do it again. I don’t go easy. The palm of my hand stings and quickly heats up as I find my rhythm but I need more freedom of movement so I move to kneel beside him and say, “Up on your knees.”

I love watching the lines of his body in this position; I love watching him arching his back as he gives his ass to me. So fucking hot – I have to readjust my dick in my jeans.

I stroke over his already pink skin with my tingling palm before tapping him gently, low down on the fleshier part of his ass. He pushes back, his breaths coming hot and fast now as he says my name: “Ben, please!”

I can’t hold back my grin when I see how hard and wet his cock is. He fucking loves this – my dirty boy.

I give him three slaps on each cheek and watch him press his forehead into the bed.

“Oh God, Ben. That feels so good, why does that feel so good? Shit! I need to come already.”

“Not yet,” I say as I continue to create the sexiest deep pink colour on his skin with one hand as I unfasten my jeans with the other. I take my cock out and work my jeans down around my ass as I put my hand in front of Josh’s face. “Lick it.”

He might as well be licking my cock as his wet tongue travels up my hand. I feel it so intensely I worry for a second that I’m going to lose it and spoil the whole thing.

“Good boy.” I encourage him as I take hold of my cock, loving the slick feel of it. Pumping it long and slow my eyes close as I lose myself in how fucking incredible that feels.

I push his legs apart with my knees as I move behind him. Working my cock with one hand, the other moves to feel the heat of Josh’s skin as my eyes devour every glorious inch of him.

“Take hold of your cock, Josh. We’re going to come together. Fuck your hand while I come on your gorgeous pink ass.”

“Oh my fucking God, Ben! Yes, I want that. Please!”

He is panting now, so close. I can see his muscles tense and his shoulders drop.

His hand works fast, he is greedy, always is at this point. He wants it and I love watching him lose control.

I hold my breath when I realise it’s nearly over, there’s that brief moment of frustration, knowing this intensity of feeling can’t last forever. Then the flip side, when I decide to embrace it and rush towards the finish.

I work my cock fast and hard, my hand is near the head, my fingers catching the sensitive underside over and over until my head goes back and my eyes squeeze shut.

“Shit, so close!”

“Yeah, do it, Ben. Come all over me. I want it, please, Ben, do it now.”

I force my eyes open, needing to watch this. My cock is rubbing against Josh’s ass and it is fucking hot. That’s the last thought I have before every muscle in my body clenches and my movements become jerky and desperate. I moan long and loud as I watch myself mark Josh’s rosy skin.

Every muscle so recently tensed suddenly relaxes and my hot, stinging hand moves to rub my balm into the ass that started it all.


So there you have it – I think I could probably write a lot more about Josh and Ben but I’ll take a break for now, maybe come back to them later. If you want more Masturbation Monday goodness then hop on over to Kayla’s site A Sexual Being

Thanks,

Rebecca x

A Sure Thing: Part Two #masturbationmonday

A few weeks ago I wrote the first part to this, you should probably read that first. You can find it here. I really liked Josh and Ben and thought they were worth a few more instalments. So here you go – there will be another one next week. Hope you enjoy it….


 

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It has been a week since I’ve seen Josh. A week since we jerked off together and we came all over each other’s cocks.

Hot. As. Fuck! I’ve been wanking off thinking about it for seven days. I’m over that – I want Josh again. I want his cock, his mouth, I want to see him lose control again.

The problem is Josh is running scared and I’m running out of patience.

So when I see him walking towards his apartment, arms full of groceries, I start to jog towards him calling his name. He looks up and fumbles his keys when he rushes to get them in the door and they fall to the floor. I see him close his eyes and his head fall back in recognition. He can’t avoid this conversation any longer and he knows it.

He tries to square his shoulders when I step up to him, but he’s struggling to meet my eyes and I’ve got a damn good idea why.

“How’re you doin’, Josh?” I ask as I watch him closely.

“I’m good. You?” He replies but his eyes are flicking over my shoulder instead of meeting mine.

He starts to juggle his brown paper sacks so I reach for one and bend down to pick his keys off the floor. Handing them to him, I nod my head towards the door.

He hesitates, but I don’t take my eyes off him. I see his gaze flash to my mouth and I see his tongue dart out to lick his lips. Oh shit! The things I have imagined that mouth doing this past week. I feel my cock twitch and know it won’t be long till I’m hard and incapable of hiding it.

Josh finally opens his door and I follow him through into the kitchen where we place his groceries on the counter. I lean my hip against it and cross my arms while I watch him put the food away.

“So Josh, how long were you planning on avoiding me?”

I just about catch the muttered “Fuck!” before he glances over his shoulder at me.

“I’m not avoiding you, man.” He lies.

“Bullshit! You’re avoiding me and we’re going to have one conversation about why. If you persuade me that you really don’t want to see me again then I’ll go and that’ll be the end of it.”

He runs his fingers through his hair leaving an unruly mess. He can’t mask the conflict he’s feeling. I’m beginning to think this is new ground for both of us.

“Look Ben, you were right before, we’re too different, ok? And anyway, I don’t do dating, I don’t do relationships. I fuck and that’s it.”

“We didn’t fuck. You ran off before we could do that.”

“I didn’t run off…” He has the good grace to blush a little now.

“You ran off, Josh.” My newly discovered inner-sadist is enjoying watching him get flustered.

He has no come back. We both know he ran off. The issue is why. I think I know, but I’m taking a gamble pushing him like this.

I begin to slowly walk towards him, looking at his gorgeous face. He backs up immediately. I see the panic in his eyes and push a little harder.

“Let me tell you what I think, Josh. I think you’re a little scared…”

He forces out an attempt at a nonchalant laugh. “I’m not scared, man…”

“… you’re scared because it all got a little too hot, a little too intense and you didn’t know what to do about that. I wasn’t just some one time thing you picked up in a club who you could kick out afterwards. You weren’t the one in control and I don’t think you know how to handle that. I don’t think you know how to handle the fact that you liked not being in control.”

I’m watching him like a hawk so I see the flash of recognition and surprise on his face.

“I’m gonna lay it out for you, Josh. I’ve got a hard on right now.”

I see him bite his lip as he looks down to see the evidence of my words. His hand goes to the back of his neck and squeezes, throwing his bicep into relief. Fuck! My hard on just got harder.

“I wanna know if you’re interested in seeing where this could go between us, Josh? Because I’ll be honest with you, I haven’t ever wanted to fuck anyone as much as I want to fuck you right now.”

“Oh Jesus!” He groans.

“And there’s something else…”

Josh stands straight and alert – oh he’s interested all right.

“As much as you want to give up control, I want to take it.”

“Now hold on a minute – ” Josh chokes out.

“I want to be in complete control of our sexual relationship. I’m open to negotiation on the rest.”

I move closer, my hands tucked into my back pockets. I’m pushing him but I don’t want him to freak out. I lift my hand to cup his face. He leans into it a little.

“I’m all about the pleasure, Josh. I’m not gonna do anything to hurt you, not unless you ask me to.” I wiggle my eyebrows and am gifted with his rueful grin and a roll of his eyes. “This is new for me too. We can learn what we like together. Now, tell me yes or no because either way I’ve got to do something about this hard on I’ve got.”

We stand quietly for a while, his eyes meet mine now. He seems to have calmed down some. I want him, bad. Waiting is killing me, but he needs to be sure. My patience is rewarded with a small smile and nod of his head.

“Yeah, ok.”

“Ok what, Josh?”

He squints his eyes at me. “Ok, you can dominate my ass!”

Now it’s my turn to close my eyes and tilt my head back. The relief is overwhelming.

“Thank fuck for that!” I mutter to the ceiling.

I lean forward and gently press my lips to his, but the kiss quickly turns into a frantic collision of tongues and teeth. I hold his head and press my body to his as we both gasp for breath.

My cock feels like it’s going to burst through the front of my jeans, I want friction more than I want my next breath and grind myself against Josh’s equally hard cock.

“I swear to God, next time we’ll make it to a bed, but right now I just wanna come. So get your cock out and let’s take the edge off.”

We both tear our t-shirts off and rip our jeans open, panting and swearing when our co-ordination goes to shit and we can’t go as fast as we want to. Finally, our jeans are open and shoved down around our asses. We both look down at our hard, weeping cocks. I step into him, bringing our dicks together.

“Put your hands behind your back.”

There’s no hesitation now. He does as I say and I feel a small rush of power sweep through my body. This is only the beginning, I know, but as I raise my hand to take hold of our cocks, as I feel his heat and the softness of his skin rubbing against mine. I know it is far from being the last.

To be continued….


 

There will be more from Josh and Ben next week. If you want more yummy Masturbation Monday goodness right now, head over to Kayla’s site A Sexual Being.

Thanks for reading,

Rebecca x

A Sure Thing: Part One – #masturbationmonday

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“Come on.” Josh says to me as he takes hold of my hand and begins to pull me towards his apartment from the pool where we’ve been sunbathing.

I’m looking at his cute ass in his denim cut-offs, his leanly muscled arms, wondering how I managed to hold out for so long. Even so, my reluctance to give in remains.

“Hold on…” I sputter as I trip over my feet. His grip only tightens on my hand. He glances over his shoulder at me and I see heat and frustration flash in his eyes. He knows I’m still not a sure thing and that pisses him off.

He’s everything I’ve avoided since I came out five years ago. I’m not interested in quick fucks – that’s all he does. I hate the clubbing scene – he’s really into it. I’ve lost count of the amount of guys I’ve seen leaving his apartment. He maybe fucking gorgeous, but I know he will be damaging to my mental health. So I’ve stayed away, given him the cold shoulder, and today he’s called me on it.

The thing is, when I laid it out for him I saw the hurt on his face, before he was able to mask it with a shrug of his shoulders and a false little laugh.

He admitted he was a complete slut, but somehow he managed to persuade me that he was what I needed to get the rod out of my ass. Actually, he said something about replacing it with his dick, but there is not a chance in hell that’s going to happen.

As we approach our apartments, I pull back on his hand to stop him when he reaches for the key in his pocket.

“Let’s use mine.” I say. I don’t want to be just another guy leaving his place when this is all over. He can do the walk of shame for a change.

He seems reluctant, but I hold his gaze and unlock my door. He shrugs again as his eyes slide away from mine. I frown at that. Where’s the cocky shit that I’ve never had any trouble keeping at arm’s length?

Once we’re inside I close the door and rest my back against it. Josh turns to face me, his hands in the back pockets of his cut-offs, his eyes on the keys I’m fiddling with in my hand. He looks strangely uncertain and I suddenly realise that he is full of shit. This isn’t his regular play. We’re not drunk and I’m not a stranger who he can kick out when he’s done and now he doesn’t know what the fuck to do.

“Come here, Josh.”

His eyes flit to mine. I see the panic so I’m ready for what comes next.

“Do you know what? I think you were right all along. Me and you, we’re just too different. Let’s stick to what we know, right?”

He starts to walk towards the door, obviously expecting me to move out of his way.

He tries a nonchalant laugh when I don’t move, but it comes out a little shaky and we both know it.

“Come on, Ben, open the door…”

“Stop talking, Josh.”

“I mean it, Ben, this isn’t a good idea…”

I decide actions are going to speak louder than words, so I lean forward and grab his hand, pulling him off balance. He lands against me with a “What the fuck?!”

I turn him so his back is against the door and put my mouth on his. It’s a rough, hard kiss. I’m trying to shut him up but it rapidly descends into a fight for dominance. I have a height advantage and I’m not afraid to use it. I hold his face, tilting him to an angle that I like. He likes it too, if his moan is anything to go by.

He tastes good: a hint of fruit from a drink he had earlier overlaid with mint. I lick into his mouth to get a better taste. It isn’t enough.

His hard on is pressed against mine, I grind against him, my hands fumbling with the bottom of his t-shirt. Finally, I find the way in and run my hands up his warm, firm abs to his chest. I feel the silken hair across his pecs. Needing to see it, I grab his top and yank it over his head.

Josh is panting now and looking a little wild. I lean back letting my eyes run down his beautiful body. His hard on is filling the front of his cut-offs.

“Take your cock out, Josh.”

There’s no hesitation now – his hands go straight to his button and pop it open. Then the zip goes down and I’m holding my breath.

He spreads the fly wide and his hand disappears inside for an excruciating moment as I wait. I watch him take hold before slowly pulling himself out.

Fuck! His cock is perfect. A good length, without being huge, and nicely thick. My mouth waters as I take in the rest; he’s cut, the head is pink and already leaking.

“Let me see you jerk off.” My voice is rough now. I’m close to losing it but I want to see this. My gaze flicks to his face to see him flushed and biting his lip as he watches me.

His hand immediately starts to work his cock with long, slow pumps. I see him squeeze the base, his eyes close and his head falls back against the door. It is the horniest thing I’ve ever seen, Josh on the edge of losing control.

His heavy lids open to look at me. “Wanna see you, Ben. Let’s do it together, please.”

I lean forward and place a soft kiss on his rosy lips before I stand back and quickly shove my swimming shorts down around my ass.

He stands a little straighter when he sees my cock for the first time, working himself faster as he watches me. My hand lands on the door beside his head, my arm locked straight as I look down on our cocks and the hands stroking them.

“Fuck, yeah.” I breath out.

We’re almost touching – it is sweet goddamn torture. Then Josh jerks his hips and the head of our dicks rub together. It’s like an electric shock shoots through my dick and I know the end is close.

“Gonna come – shit!” Josh gasps. I see his abs clench as he frantically works his cock.

Our hands bump together now as we both concentrate on the sensitive heads of our cocks. We’re going to come all over each others dicks and that’s the last thought I have before I shoot my load right where I want it the most.


As always, thanks for reading people!! Now go and check out the other hot posts for Masturbation Monday across at Kayla Lords’ place.

Review: Tie Me Up edited by F Leonora Solomon

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Blurb:

B is for bondage in BDSM, and Tie Me Up is the perfect place to explore just that.

The 19 stories in this anthology do not fetishize bondage. Instead, Tie Me Up shows how couples explore it as a sexy romantic option–sexy underscored!

New and seasoned authors fill this anthology with steamy tales that will keep you tied up…unable to put this collection down!

My review:

This might be a bit of a struggle to write because I’m still fanning myself and considering a quick trip upstairs to sort myself out.

This anthology is good and I mean really good.

I’ve read a lot of anthologies, so many have only one or two decent stories, then I end up skipping a load and wondering why I bothered to waste my money. Not this one. This is a collection of consistently great stories that F. Leonora Solomon has put together. The writing is high quality and the authors have taken the brief and run with it in exciting and very interesting ways.

I had my favourites: Oleander Plume’s ‘Cops and Robbers’, Jane Gilbert’s ‘By A Thread’, Tomio Hall-Black’s ‘What Isn’t Necessary Is’ to name a few. But to be honest there were so many good stories in here it’s hard for me to single them out.

I really liked how the authors explored the use of bondage within relationships. There’s plenty of variations on the theme to keep it interesting from Femdom action (always love that) to sky diving (brilliantly unique slant), LGBT, a harem and multiple partners (another one of my favourites – you can see why I loved this, right?)

I’d really recommend this book, not just to those bondage lovers out there, but also if you’ve got a little germ of an idea brewing in the back of your mind that you’d like to try something new. Lots of great ideas in here!

Rebecca x

Playing Footsie – #masturbationmonday

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It started when their toes touched.

He hadn’t been sure up to that point. Gay or straight? The question had been flying around his head for weeks now. It had been tattooed at the forefront of his mind for the past half hour since they’d been sat out on his deck watching the sun go down over the lake.

They’d not bothered with chairs, just sat down on the warm wood and stretched out their legs, resting on their locked arms behind them.

He’d decided to leave it. He didn’t trust his instinct anymore. He’d been burned a time or two recently and he liked Sam too much to mess things up; would rather remain friends than make a move and spoil it all.

Now he stared down at their overlapping toes and realised many of his questions had just been answered. His heart thumped in his chest. He couldn’t take his eyes off Sam’s feet, they were actually really nice toes, not too hairy, no weird crooked ones. Suckable even. He’d never gone in for the whole foot fetish thing but they had suddenly taken on a whole new level of attractiveness. He wanted to worship those searching, inquisitive digits.

His breath caught as Sam stroked his toes over the top of his foot. I bolt of energy shot up his leg. He pushed back rippling and flexing his toes against Sam’s.

“I was right then?” A soft question.

“Yeah, I guess you were.”

A loud whoosh of breath. “Thank god for that!”

They laughed a little, although the tension between them didn’t allow for much humour. Time for that later. Right now the need to touch was taking over.

Slowly, their heads turned towards each other, the desire reflected in their eyes deep and intense. The liberating, naked want on Sam’s face took his breath away. It was such a rush, the knowing. So fucking hot being able to reach for him and drag him in for a hot and heavy kiss. No holding back now, duelling tongues and grasping hands. Touching every available piece of skin, frustrated groans leading to ripped off t-shirts.

“I want to see you, open your jeans.” Breathless words that went straight to his already hard cock.

His fingers fumbled the buttons, he didn’t know what he wanted more, Sam’s mouth on his dick or his hand so he could keep kissing said mouth. Fucking buttons! Finally, they opened and before he could do anything else, Sam’s hand dived into his boxers taking a firm grip of his thick, aching cock.

“Oh my fuck…. yes!” He groaned.

“Lift up. I want to suck you.”

“Jesus! Stop talking otherwise I’m going to blow!”

Sam grinned as he tugged his trousers and boxers off. The grin dropped from Sam’s face when he got the first look at his cock. It was replaced by a look of such extreme hunger – he didn’t know if he was going to survive this. He spread his legs anyway, best way to find out.

“That is a beautiful cock. I had no idea you were packing something that size. My mouth is watering.”

“Do it for god’s sake, please…” He was desperate for that hot, wet mouth.

“Oh yeah, I’m going to do it.” Sam crawled between his legs, blowing on the tip of his cock. “I’m going to take you so deep, suck you so good…” a soft, wet lick from the base to the top, circling around the sensitive head, “…want you to come so hard.” On his last word Sam engulfed his cock, taking all of him in a couple of strokes.

His head fell back, the loudest, dirtiest groan escaped him.

Fucking hell, he’d never felt anything that good in his entire life. Sam was a master who obviously loved giving head and that just made it so much hotter to watch. He made himself lift his head, not wanting to miss anything. Sam’s eyes opened to lock on his, they devoured him, encouraged him to take what he needed.

He found his fingers threading through Sam’s thick, dark hair; found himself setting the rhythm, the depth. Sam groaned when he hit the back of his throat, the vibration ricocheted through his cock, everything in his body tightened. He was going to blow, way to soon, he ought to be ashamed really, but fuck, Sam’s mouth was magic.

“Sam get your cock out, I want to see it.” He panted.

Sam hardly changed his rhythm as he pushed his jeans down. His cock sprung out and kicked back against his stomach. It was thick, hard and looked ready to explode.

“Get up here now.” He demanded.

He reached for Sam, hauling him over his body so he landed with his arms on either side of his head. Sam lifted a little so he could take hold of both of their cocks as they rubbed and fucked against each other.

“Oh fuck, yeah.” Heavy, hot breathing on his neck as their bodies fought for as much friction as possible. The feel of Sam’s cock against his an almost painful pleasure. Too much sensation, too much need.

“Want you to come with me.” He gasped.

“Yes. I’m close… oh shit, that feels good… now, god please, now.”

Their hips thrust hard, their cocks slipped and rubbed against each other. Sam lifted his head to kiss him, a hard bruising kiss that took them both over the edge. They moaned into each others mouths as they shot their load between them, jerking and shuddering through their orgasms.

As the sensations rippled away, they continued to move against each other. The evidence of their pleasure warm and wet between them. The kiss gentled, Sam’s hand ran through his hair, his fingers trailing down his face.

“Oh man, that was good.”

“It was.”

“Want to fool around some more.”

“I do.”

Sam chuckled, “You lost the ability to speak?”

“Yep.”

“Well, come on then.” Sam stood up and held out a hand. “Let’s get cleaned up and go to bed.”

 

As always thanks for reading. Check out the other Masturbation Monday posts at Kayla Lords’ blog A Sexual Being.

Rebecca x

 

 

EROTIC WORLD BOOK DAY #EWBD *COMING* SOON!!

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Ooo I’m excited about this!!!

So March 5th is World Book Day here in the UK, which is an event I’ve followed for the past couple of years. It’s a great way to spread the word about all sorts of books and the joy of reading. This year Emily Dubberley (sexpert, multi-published author and CEO of Cliterati) has brought together a diverse range of erotic writers to create Erotic World Book Day. It’s happening on 5th March and it’s shaping up to be an amazing event. Find new authors and books, enter to win sexy prizes, and enjoy lots of erotica-fuelled chat and discussion about everything we love to do with erotica.

Writers: if you want to find out more about what’s going on, and join in the discussions, take a look at our Facebook group page. It’s a closed group but please request to join and Emily will sort it as soon as she can.

Readers: this page will be showing events as they are announced.

Apart from celebrating the amazing world of erotic fiction, we’ll also be putting together an anthology (which I’m helping to edit) of scintillating erotic short stories, with education as its main theme and steamy stimulus.

Get ready for…’An Intimate Education’!

A call for submission will be posted soon.

ALL proceeds will go to Brook, the fantastic sexual health charity.

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If there are any sex toy companies out there who want to contribute to our prizes and giveaways then please contact me or the group. We’ll make sure your links are included in any promo. Thanks, R x

Follow us on Twitter too and use the #EWBD hashtag or check out what Emily’s saying about it @Cliterati1

First Sight – #masturbationmonday

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The hot water beats down my back and neck in stark contrast to the cold tiles under my hand braced against the wall. My head has fallen forward watching my working hand sweep up and down my long, hard cock.

Only one thing is on my mind. Jack. My new flatmate.

I hold myself tight, thrusting my cock through my fist.

Fuck! That feels good.

I can see him on his knees in the steam, feel his hot mouth, those full lips forming a tight seal around the head as he sucks and flicks his clever tongue over the most sensitive part of it. I want to fuck that mouth, I want to own it, own him.

Shit!

My head falls back on my shoulders, the water spraying over my head. My eyes are squeezed shut; my breathing ragged as my balls tighten up and I get ready to come. I’m so close now: ass clenched and stomach taut.

The sound of the door closing snaps my eyes open. Through the steam on the shower door I see Jack’s searing gaze riveted on my cock.

What the fuck?!

He doesn’t even blink. Just keeps watching.

His intense stare is fuelling my orgasm. My hand has a life of its own now.

I can’t stop.

My cock feels like it’s going to explode. I can’t believe he hasn’t run out of the room. I was so sure he wasn’t interested; so sure he was straight.

I’m jerking the head faster now. I want to come for him and I know he wants to see it.

His dark eyes flick up to meet mine briefly. The hunger I see there finishes me off. My cock can’t take any more: it burns and throbs needing release.

Suddenly, it’s there. I hunch over slightly, but keep my eyes on him as I frantically work my cock.

“Fuck!” I gasp.

I feel my come rush out of my cock – a deep throb and pulse as streams of it shoot out to cover my hand over and over – falling into the water at my feet.

One more slow, languid stroke up and down my cock and I take a deep breath. Jack’s eyes follow the movement of my hand, then burn a trail up my body until they reach my face. They linger on my mouth – then slowly, steadily meet mine.

God! I can’t believe it. He knows what’s coming and he wants it.

I feel my body relax as my control returns. I stand tall and watch him, watch me. A small smile on my lips. I’m fairly sure I’m about to be the first man to touch him and I’m going to touch him everywhere. I have some serious plans for that cock that I can see bulging in the front of his jeans and that ass that I know fills his jeans perfectly.

I’m going to have it all and I’m going to make sure he loves every second of it.

I turn off the water. The sudden silence in the room only highlights what’s about to happen. I step out of the shower, I feel every drop of water running down my body. Every inch of me is ready for this. My hands tingle in anticipation; my mouth salivates at the prospect of tasting his skin, his cock, his ass.

I want him.

Now.

My eyes lock onto his. I see a flicker of apprehension but it soon passes, replaced by white hot lust. I step towards him. He holds his ground.

Good.

He is a couple of inches shorter than my six foot two. I feel his breath on my neck, surprised to feel goose bumps form in it’s path. It’s been a long time since anyone affected me this way.

“Tell me what to do.”

I lift my hand to cup his face, stroking my thumb firmly across his full lower lip. I press down demanding entry, pushing my thumb into the hot, wet depth of his mouth. My cock starts to harden again.

“Oh, I will.” I reply.

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Three of the Best – Erotica Authors #1

No reviews or blurbs on this page. Just the title and author info so you can go and explore for yourself if you so desire. I haven’t read all the books that these authors have written. I’m only recommending the ones that I have read.

I love finding a good new author with an extensive back catalogue to work through. Hopefully, you’ll find something you like here.

In this post: Charlotte Stein, Cara McKenna and Misha Horne.


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Charlotte Steinwww.charlottestein.net also find her on twitter @Charlotte_Stein

I love Stein’s books. She has a unique voice. Often writing in first person point of view, the reader gets a very intimate insight into the characters feelings and sexual encounters. Intelligent and at times laugh out loud funny her books are just a hot joy to read. A go to author for me.

She writes mainly M/F and menage; the best of which are bisexual – HOT that’s all I’m saying. Stein has over thirty short stories, novellas and novels so there’s a wide selection to choose from.

My best picks for Charlotte’s books are:

Make Me – M/M/F bisexual menage. One of my all time favourite books. So hot and intense. Love it!

All Other Things – M/M/F bisexual menage

Control – menage (small elements of M/M/F bisexuality). All I’m saying is “Oh, Gabe” (sigh).

Telling Tales – M/M/F bisexual menage (threesome and M/M/F/F foursome).

Intrusion – M/F new series called Under The Skin. Darker than usual with the hint of a thriller. Other books due out in this series.

Curve Ball – M/F


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Cara McKenna: www.caramckenna.com also find her on twitter @caramckenna

I’m a BIG fan of McKenna’s books: they’re intelligent, dark, edgy and seriously hot. She’s good with blue collar alpha males. They’re often a bit mean and a bit moody but they’ve got big hearts and ultimately give their partners what they want in the sack *shiver* works for me every time. The first book of hers I read was ‘Willing Victim’ it blew me away. She has a real talent for exploring the sexual psychology of her main characters. You really understand their sexual journey. It’s not always a comfortable journey but it’s always worth it. I fall in love with her rough and ready characters every time. Again, she has a decent sized back catalogue, so here are a few I really like to get you going.

My best picks for Cara’s books are:

Dirty Thirty M/M/F bisexual menage. This is just an awesomely hot book. One of my all time favourites in this sub genre.

After Hours – M/F

Willing Victim – M/F

Backwoods / Shivaree / Getaway – M/M and M/M/F bisexual menage. HOT!!! Shane was the one who did it for me in these books.

Hard Times – M/F


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Misha Horne: Amazon page also find her on twitter @mishahornebooks

Misha is a new author I discovered through twitter. I’m pretty new to M/M erotica but it’s rapidly becoming a favourite sub-genre. She writes M/M stories with a lot of spicy spanking going on! Her Benched series is HOT! Baseball, hot men and – well… spanking. What more do you want?? I love her books and I hope you will too.

My best picks for Misha’s books are:

Benched #1 (series of 4 currently) – M/M

Smart Boy – M/M written with AJ Sisko. They have plans to write more together in 2015.

Bad Boys Get Spanked (Gay spanking bundle) – M/M