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New Release Blitz-TCS: The Studio by Mike E. Galloway

New Release Blitz-TCS: The Studio by Mike E. Galloway

Title: TCS: The Studio
Series: Tribal Culture Studio, #1
Author: Mike E. Galloway
Publisher: Self-Published
Release Date: 9/7/18
Heat Level: 4 – Lots of Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 76133 Words
Genre: Romance, Erotica

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Synopsis

Jason Gelardi is a college dropout who wants the perfect life and the perfect boyfriend. With a knack for photography, he establishes Tribal Culture Studio, a modeling agency in San Diego, and hires several hot guys to be models for him. Over the course of his career, he works with a charming surfer, a mechanical engineering graduate student, and a rising water polo athlete, among others.

TCS: The Studio is a coming-of-age experience for Jason as he learns responsibility and self-reliance. Find out which of the lucky studs he ends up with, and how successful he becomes at not only love, but in business.

Excerpt

 

Now was my time to truly explore Noel,
the epitome of muscle-bound perfection. He sat, eyes closed and relaxed, right
next to me in the hot tub. Why he had to wear his swimsuit was beyond me, but
at least he was here. I examined him once again, his bubbly pecs hanging just
above the surface of the water. The frothy foam prevented seeing his toned abs
from up on top, but If I really wanted to, I could try and touch them, and it
was worth it to try. “Mind if I touch?” I asked, pointing towards his chest.
“I guess. I am feeling a little tense
there right now.” Score! With no delay, I placed the palm of my left hand on
his right pec muscle, turning my body so it faced his. With my knees planted on
the fiberglass flooring, I let go of him with my palm and pressed hard, but
gradually on his chest with my knuckles. I could see his facial expressions as
I made circles with my hands to relieve the tension. His teeth clenched
together, but I wasn’t sure if he was in any pain. I looked down into the
water, and still couldn’t see anything down there. I did about twenty circles
on his chest before patting each pec a couple of times and moving on down to
his stomach.
As I placed my hand on his toned, rigid
abs, he pushed me away, almost making me lose balance. “You suck at this,” he
said. “Turn around and bend over.”
I turned myself around and felt a chill
down my spine, thinking it would chill the soothing waters.  Was he going to fuck me? I hoped so, but his
stoic expression told me that wasn’t going to happen. After all, he was wearing
a swimsuit. I tried taking a deep breath without inhaling the steam coming from
the tub, but a little bit of it got in. I wanted to sneeze, and just as it was
about to come out, I felt an iron grip on my right shoulder. It sucked out all
the sneeze. I felt another iron grip clasping on my other shoulder as I looked
towards my right. I guess Noel decided to give me a massage.
He started with just my right side, his
hands beating into my shoulder with more pressure than I was giving him. It was
agonizing to say the least. Tears began to form up in my eyes from the
excruciating pain he gave me. I couldn’t say stop, because I wanted him to
worship my body. Even though only around five minutes had passed, it seemed
like an eternity before he stopped. It was only for a moment, but the pain continued
on my left side, this time with twice the magnitude.
He gave me a beatdown of a lifetime,
pounding my shoulders and back like I was his drum. The painful massage ended
as he gently patted my neck afterwards. “Okay, Jason. Turn around again and sit
down.”
I turned myself and sat in the seat I
was originally facing. Noel towered over me; his abs right in front of my face
and sprinkled with drops of spa water grouped up on each muscle. “Now I see why
you became a model,” I said.

 

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Meet the Author

Raised in Central California, Mike E. Galloway grew up in a world filled with the expectations of heteronormativity and homophobia. He overcame these expectations by writing LGBT stories and vignettes ever since the age of 14 and has never turned back since.

Mike lives in Las Vegas, NV and is currently working on a 3-book series featuring a young gay photographer who is on a journey to find love and his way in the world. Find out more or join the community at www.tcsnovel.com.

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Secrets of Betrayal (Secrets #4) by LK Shaw

Secrets of Betrayal (Secrets #4) by LK Shaw

**This review is Rated R for strong language….Enjoy!!**

Phebe Lawson was working hard to get out of her abusive relationship. She had a plan, since simply leaving wasn’t an option. Only, that plan was quickly thwarted when her drug dealing boyfriend sold her to some sex-trafficking Russians. Now Phebe’s broken, violated, and believes beyond repair.

Thanks to a sister Phebe didn’t even know she had she’s been rescued and sent to a safe house.

Donovan Jefferies is an assistant district attorney, an acquaintance of Josie’s (Phebe’s sister), and a Dom. When he first sees Phebe he knows she’s not his type but he’ll be damned if he doesn’t want her. First though is to ensure her safety, build her trust, and see if he too can trust again after his last sub destroyed him.

Together these two make an unlikely duo. The Russians are fighting to get Phebe back. Phebe and Donovan are fighting for freedom and love. One always outweighs the other.

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Campus Life (CYOA #2) by TC Orton

Campus Life (CYOA #2) by TC Orton

This is a Choose Your Own Adventure story.

This is told in first person where you’re in the driver’s seat as Joe Smith. Joe is a below average college senior looking for some action since he just transferred schools.

Everyone experiences the same beginning and from there you, the reader, get to choose your own adventure. Slut it up, sow your wild oats, or look for something more meaningful. It’s all up to you. 😉

Just remember to have fun!

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One by Brenda Murphy

One by Brenda Murphy

Mac makes the trip of a lifetime to Italy to see a live Formula One race. This was something her and her father had dreamed of, and when he died Mac decided it was now or never.

Lana was drawn to Mac the moment she saw her at the airport leaving the states and heading to Europe.

Mac is a woman of color, a military veteran with physical scars to show the world, and enough mental issues to fill up the baggage claim. She doesn’t understand why someone so poise like Lana would give her a second thought. From the moment Mac meets Lana nothing goes quite as planned. Both good and bad.

Mac tries to shake Lana, get her to see reason. Lana good do so much better, but Lana is an adult and needs Mac to understand that though she may lose her job with her father’s Formula One racing team; Lana believes Mac is worth that and more.

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Power Play: 39 Juniper Court by Lainie Suzanne

Power Play: 39 Juniper Court by Lainie Suzanne

Nina and Sully Sullivan were high school sweethearts. Now they’re older, their three children have left the nest and it’s back to being just Nina and Sully. After Nina has an epiphany one morning she tries something new to spice up her life.

Sully works for the company his grandfather started and Nina runs the office. She’s going to try to grab Sully’s attention, only the attention she grabs is not from Sully and it’s rather embarrassing. So she goes for the direct approach.

Nina and Sully begin a fast paced decent into kink, some BDSM, and playing with the Dom/sub lifestyle.

There’s a lot of trial and error, laughs, love, embarrassing moments, and multiple orgasms along the way to getting the spark back into their sex lives.

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Three’s the Charm by PA Friday Release Blitz

Three’s the Charm by PA Friday Release Blitz

Title:  Three’s the Charm
Series: Maths, Book Three
Author: P.A. Friday
Publisher:  NineStar Press
Release Date: February 12, 2018
Heat Level: 4 – Lots of Sex
Pairing: Male/Male, Male/Male Menage
Length: 57800
Genre: Contemporary, LGBT, menage, college professor, musican, film-maker, promiscuity

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Synopsis

James, Laurie, and Al are settling into a surprisingly easy life as a triad. Finally, things seem to be going well for them. But when an unscrupulous journalist takes advantage of Al’s blossoming film career and the men’s unusual relationship to write an exposé article, cracks begin to show. Can the three survive with their love, their careers, and even their sanity intact?

Excerpt


Three’s the Charm
P.A. Friday © 2018
All Rights Reserved
Chapter One
Al
The text was brief and to the point.
I hope you’re behaving yourself. L.
Al glared at his phone, as if it were his boyfriend Laurie himself. Up until that point, he’d been fairly successful at forgetting that he’d been driven to the point of madness the night before by his lovers, who had made him beg and then refused to allow him the satisfaction he was craving. Okay, that ‘forgetting’ bit wasn’t entirely true. He’d managed to deal with the fact that he was absolutely fucking desperate for a wank, or to get off in some form or other. And then bloody Laurie sent that, just reminding him. Rubbing it in.
Al wanted to rub one off, not have things rubbed in. But Laurie, who was not ‘just’ a boyfriend but—when they both chose—his Dominant, had ordered him not to. To wait for this evening. Scowling so hard at his phone that his boss, Fenella, asked him what the matter was (“Nothing”), he sent a one-word reply.
Yes.
There was silence for an hour. Laurie was probably giving a lecture at the university about filmography or something. Probably doing it well, too—Al had been to a couple of Laurie’s lectures in the past, and he was a good speaker, and knowledgeable. Al should know, as well: he was a prominent short film-maker on a minor level, though it was not a career which allowed him to devote himself to it full-time. Hence the job in the wine shop. During the text silence from his boyfriend, therefore, Al talked to various people about wine, advising them on which bottle might suit them best, and managed to ignore the worst of his frustration. Then the phone buzzed again.
Are you hard? L.
Al seethed. Well, if he hadn’t been before, he was now. He was bloody hard and fucking desperate. Laurie knew it—he knew precisely what he was doing, damn him. Al was tempted not to answer, to just leave Laurie hanging. But on the other hand, Laurie would be in charge once he got home. Provoking him to further teasing was a seriously bad plan. Hating his boyfriend, he sent the same one-word answer.
Yes.
The ‘fuck you’ wasn’t explicitly written afterwards, but Al was pretty sure Laurie would get that too. Ruffled, he texted James. James, his other boyfriend. Laurie’s boyfriend, too.
Your boyfriend is a fucking sadist.
Al smiled apologetically at Fen, who was looking unimpressed by the amount of texting going on in work time.
“There’s no one needing serving at the moment,” he offered.
She snorted and shook her head. “I suppose you’re texting your many partners,” she said, trying to sound grumpy but not quite managing it.
As far as Fen was concerned—and it was fairly close to the truth—Al slept with pretty much anyone who offered. He certainly had sex with a lot of people, but not only did he live with James and Laurie, he was also in love with them, which made rather a lot of difference. And, he admitted grumpily, the sex was best with them. Partly because Laurie was the best Dom Al had ever come across, and the only one he’d thoroughly trust with the submissive part of himself; and partly because…well, (a) they were both bloody marvellous in bed, and (b) all right, yes, because he was in love with them and it turned out that that did make a difference, just as everyone claimed. Damn them all.
His phone buzzed again.
Needing a wank? J.
Al had the distinct temptation to smash his phone hard against the counter. James was supposed to be showing a bit of sympathy. Which that was not.
Fuck off.
He got another hour, that time. An hour in which to calm down and to think about wine, and talk sensibly to a customer about which white wine might be the optimal choice to go with a nice fish dinner (“What sort of fish?” “Dead,” said the customer, helpfully.)
It was Laurie, again, when the text came.
You’re going to have to beg. L.
Al hated how much that turned him on. How much he wanted to be on his knees to Laurie, pleading to be allowed to come. Hated the visions which were flooding his brain after reading it. Fen was giving him a peculiar look, and he excused himself to the toilet. Not to touch—he knew better than that—but to try to compose himself a bit. He could hardly serve customers with a raging hard-on, and at the moment all he could think about was sex. Fuck. Bloody, fucking Laurie. Fuck. Al pushed a hand firmly (painfully firmly) between his black jeans-clad legs, squeezed his eyes shut, and tried to think about other things. Awful things. Running out of money at the end of the month. Stepping in a deep puddle and getting a trainerful of water. Anything. Anything but the thought of Laurie making him beg. Jesus. Eventually, he knew he’d have to come out or face Fen’s wrath.
“Sorry,” he said apologetically. “Not feeling my best.”
“Hmm.” Fen’s lack of belief would have been mortifying at any other time, but at the moment, Al was too busy trying to deal with his rebellious cock.
You’re hot on your knees. J.
Al hadn’t even heard that text come in. He’d picked up the phone to check the time—to see how long it was before he could go home and persuade his boyfriends (his absolute bastard boyfriends) to allow him to get off. He’d not replied to Laurie’s last text—potentially dangerous in itself, but he was damned if he was going to plead over his phone. Bad enough that he knew bloody well he’d break down and do it in person the first second he saw Laurie; he was not going to humiliate himself in writing as well. And now James, too. James, who knew him too damn well, and knew what a text like that would do.
Thought I told you to fuck off, he wrote.
The response was quick; presumably James was home from work.
Sorry. Thought you asked me to fuck you. Or was that last night? J.
It wasn’t murder if your boyfriends had asked for it, was it? Al had a sudden memory of the previous evening, where he had indeed done as James had suggested. And James had acted like he was going to give in, and then not done so. Fucking tease.
Al gave an involuntary moan, and Fen looked at him, eyebrows raised. “Anything wrong?”
“Told you,” Al said, hoping he wasn’t blushing. “Not feeling great.”
Unexpectedly, she looked sympathetic. “You can head home early if you like?”
Oh, bloody hell, that was worst of all. Laurie and James would rip the piss out of him something chronic if they knew about this. Fen offering to send him home early because he was so ‘unwell’. He’d never live down the fact that he’d been so desperate for them that he hadn’t been able to finish a day’s work.
“No,” he said, knowing his face was definitely red, and quite probably radish-coloured. “I’m fine. Honestly.”
“Okay. Let me know if you need to leave, though, Al. Honestly, you don’t have to suffer.”
Tell that to my boyfriends, Al thought bitterly. Apparently they delighted in making him suffer.
“Thanks,” he said curtly.
Thankfully, they left him alone for his last hour at work. Al was beyond relieved: today had been more of an ordeal than he’d ever had at the wine shop. It wasn’t taxing work, and usually he enjoyed the banter with customers; but today, with the constant erection pushing at his trousers, distracting his attention, making him need things he couldn’t have…it had been horrendous. He was halfway out of the door before the final text came.
Come in, take off your clothes, and kneel by the sofa. L.
Laurie had timed it deliberately for the moment he left work. It left a strangely warm feeling in Al’s chest that Laurie knew to the minute when he would be leaving the shop; he was angry with himself for getting so much pleasure from that thought, but at the same time it was very hot. The texts, he realised, showed that he’d been on Laurie and James’s minds as much as they’d been on his. They wanted him. His cock throbbed hard at the thought.
When he got to the flat, there was no one in the sitting room. Obeying his instructions, he folded his clothes up and knelt naked by the empty sofa. Where were they? What were they doing? As Al got used to the sounds of the house, he realised that Laurie and James were in the kitchen. He could hear voices, and then the sloppy sounds of kisses. The noises got closer, and he glanced up to see that they were in the doorway between the sitting room and the kitchen, arms around each other, frotting up against one another as they kissed passionately. God, they were hot like that. And, Al realised, with frustrated fury, they knew he thought so. This was a show put on entirely for him…well, maybe not ‘entirely’—James and Laurie were shamelessly obsessed with each other at any time—but the fact that they were simulating sex somewhere he could see them and not be part of it… They were deliberately teasing him, even more than they’d been doing all day. A frustrated growl burst from his lips.
James looked over, the faintest smile tracing his lips.
“Al’s home,” he told Laurie, as if it were a surprise.
“Mm-hm?” Laurie sounded supremely uninterested, going back to touching and snogging James as if there was nothing more he wanted from life.
And Al was going to bloody die if he didn’t get any attention soon. His lovers were stripping each other’s clothes off, kissing any part of each other which they could reach as they did so. James’s mouth on Laurie’s nipple, Laurie’s head thrown back in pleasure, a hand behind James’s head, encouraging him. James’s hands busy on Laurie’s trousers as he sucked, pushing them down, exposing Laurie’s hard, heavy, large cock. They were distracted enough that they wouldn’t notice if Al just had a quick touch. He couldn’t bear it any longer. His left arm slid round from its required position behind him to take himself in hand, and he gave the tiniest hiss of relief at the sensation of fingers against his erection. Too quiet for anyone else to hear, you would have thought. Except that Laurie, with some psychic instinct, was suddenly gazing down at Al, a feral expression on his face.
“Oh, no, Al,” he said, his voice dark and measured, his hand slipping from James’s head. “That won’t do at all. Did yesterday teach you nothing about obedience?”

James turned to look at him too, and Al swore under his breath. He was so, so fucked now.

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P.A. Friday fails dismally to write one sort of thing and, when not writing erotica and erotic romance of all sexualities, may be found writing articles on the Regency period, pagan poetry, or science fiction. She loves wine and red peppers, and loathes coffee and mushrooms.

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Torin by Lance Withton

Torin by Lance Withton

Torin is plagued with anxiety. He’s cut out his social life and has just focused on work for the longest time. Now he’s ready to try an unconventional method to help himself.

Torin becomes a member of an all male brothel. He picks Davies to help him slowly move forward so he can be social, make friends, have a relationship.

This is not a contemporary romance but an erotic journey to sexual self discovery for Torin.

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Sum of the Whole by Brenda Murphy

Sum of the Whole by Brenda Murphy

Jaya is a jaded adult. This due to the life she’s had to lead her entire adulthood and who she thought was the love of her life leaving her. After the death of a not so loved one she goes and does something just for her; checks into a modern day brothel.

Cue Sarah.

Sarah is one of the hired help at the brothel but something about her pulls Jaya. Brings Jaya a comfort she’s never truly felt, but is it because Sarah’s good at her job or does Sarah feel it too?

As time passes the two must try and figure out a way to make a relationship work with one of them being a stubborn mistress and the other being just stubborn.

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Stray Pup by Elliot Cooper

Stray Pup by Elliot Cooper

*Written-not filmed review*

Stray Pup is approx 10,000 words; an incredibly short story.  Yet, it’s also paranormally delicious.  (Because it’s so short I’ve been able to read it multiple times and love it more with each read.)

 

Shifters are known to the world.  They’re not in hiding, but they’re not 100% accepted by the populous either.  There are humans though that seem to find themselves with a were fetish and that’s how Jamie Finch finds himself in his current predicament.

Jamie’s currently in the middle of his transition from human to were.  He’s decided to leave the human world behind him and go in search of a pack.  Once he arrives at his destination to begin “pack hunting” he’s assaulted by a smell.  Oh, the smell.  It’s everything to Jamie.  After being escorted to the correct pack he can’t get past the smell.

 

Elliot does a wonderful job of creating this world, having us immediately placed in this world, and attaching ourselves to Jamie and his adventure.  From the moment Jamie arrives at his new pack and finds the source of the incredible smell Elliot has us getting sexually frustrated along side Jamie until we can find release, and what a release it is.

 

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Rating: 4 stars

Title: Stray Pup

Author: Elliot Cooper

Publisher: Self-pub

 

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Falling Hard: Stories of Men in Love by Dale Cameron Lowry

Falling Hard: Stories of Men in Love by Dale Cameron Lowry

Welcome to Falling Hard-A collection of MM short stories.

If you look at the front of the book you’ll notice a flame indicator to tell you the level of sexual intensity in any particular story. It ranges from fluffy warm the heart love story to explicit sex.

This collection also includes contemporary and erotica romance, paranormal, and sci-fi. A little bit for everyone.

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