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“Down the Middle” by Heidi Cullinan

May 8, 2010

Good morning from Iowa! I’m Heidi Cullinan, another author in the Necking anthology. If you want the long, drawn-out bio, I’ll direct you here, but the short version is that I love writing, I love writing romance, and I love, love, love writing about men.

Necking is my first anthology with Dreamspinner Press, but I have several other works available and upcoming from them as well. My first novel, Hero, is a contemporary paranormal/fantasy (featuring a shapeshifter, but with a twist). My second and third novels are contemporary set: Special Delivery is what my husband tells me is a “road book” while Double Blind is set entirely in Las Vegas. Those two novels have overlapping characters and also feature elements of menage, which I thought was worth mentioning since you’re here for the release party of a book about threesomes. In June I have a fourth novel coming out, Miles and the Magic Flute, which is contemporary but back to paranormal again, and I also have a novella, The Wounds in the Walls, coming out June 1 as part of the Midsummer Maddess Daily Dose. You can read excerpts from all those works at my website or at Dreamspinner Press.

Please feel free to stop by my blog, follow me on Twitter, or if you’re looking for a great m/m romance discussion community, wave to me at the Goodreads M/M Romance group. (And while you’re over there, friend me as well!)

Here’s the blurb for my story:

Parker and Robbie’s relationship is slowly heading toward disaster until Parker gets drunk at a party, spills his mimosa on a handsome young man, and ends up fondling him in a public restroom. When Robbie walks in on them, it should have been the end they’d both been dreading —but somehow it’s the beginning of an erotic adventure that might just be what Parker and Robbie need.

I can’t tell you where I got the idea for this story, because mostly it just appeared in my head. I get a lot of story ideas as I wake up, though sometimes they can’t wait for a full night of sleep and hijack me at 3AM, which I can’t say I’m fond of. I’d been wanting to write something for this call for submissions, but nothing was coming to mind, so I finally gave up—only to wake up with this in my head a few days later.

As one half of a thirteen year partnership, what speaks to me most in this story is the idea that relationships might be refuges, but they’re also a lot of work. In my experience, successfully getting through a conflict can be a better glue than three dozen roses and a bottle of champagne. (Though there’s nothing wrong with those either!) In keeping with the theme of the anthology, while I must confess my real life is too vanilla to pat down a David at a museum opening (so far!), I also believe that sometimes the people who come between us, romantically or otherwise, can teach us the most about our partnerships and about ourselves.

And so, with no further ado, here’s the teaser to “Down the Middle.” I hope you enjoy the rest of the release party, and happy reading!

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Beautiful Friend by Dar Mavison

May 8, 2010

Hello, I’m Dar and I was thrilled to have my story included in the Necking anthology for several reasons.

First, I love to write, especially about 2 men, and 3 men is even better!

Second, Julianne is the editor, and I love working with Julianne because it’s not just about the sex.

Don’t get me wrong – it IS about the sex, but Julianne likes to go deeper. When Julianne is editing, I know I’ve got the freedom to delve not only into the bodies but the minds of your characters. In fact, she insists.

In “Beautiful Friend”,  I got to explore the minds (and bodies) of three very different men. Tex and Emerson are ex-special forces – men who have seen and done things most haven’t. Their experiences have changed them, made them hard in some places and soft in others. Work and life partners, they have a very open relationship. Emerson wants to bring a special friend of his into their bed for one night.  Gabriel is particularly attracted to just the sort of men Tex and Emerson are – big and muscular and… manly. But he’s shy, and unwilling to do some of the things Tex considers natrual and normal parts of sex.

In this excerpt, Tex is trying to wrap his head around the idea of having sex without having sex:

“It’s not a surprise. Not totally. He told me about a fantasy he’s got about being with a stranger. He wants to feel a stranger’s hands on him. This will be like that—someone he doesn’t know but it’ll still be safe. It’s a once-in-a-lifetime fantasy fulfillment kind of thing. I promise it’ll be worth all the restrictions.”

Tex shrugged. It sounded fucked-up to him. “If he wants a stranger, why doesn’t he just do a stranger?”

“Because a stranger wouldn’t know about what he likes.”

Tex knew that. “Hell, that’s the whole point of fucking a stranger.”

“I told you—no fucking!”

“Jesus!” Tex threw his hands up. There was no pleasing the guy. “Then why do you want me in on this?”

Emerson reached out and curled his hand around Tex’s neck, drawing him in close. The kiss was hard, with Emerson’s tongue firm in Tex’s mouth. “Because you’re a slut and you love it when I bring men home to you.”

Tex couldn’t argue with that. He was a slut, and Emerson didn’t bring men home to him nearly often enough. He’d been hearing about this particular man for almost two years. Or not hearing about, because Emerson didn’t talk about this one much. Although Tex might have guessed about the no-anal rule, if he’d bothered to think about it a bit more. A little while after spending time with the medic, around the time that goofy look wore off, Emerson had a tendency to get demanding. Tex had never formally connected the two phenomena before, mostly because he was not one to question a good thing. He rather liked it when Emerson got demanding, especially when that entailed Emerson fucking Tex good and hard. Emerson wasn’t particular about whether he topped or bottomed, so Emerson’s demanding moods were a real treat. Not that Tex was a bottom or anything. He didn’t have much of a preference in that department, either, as long as there was hard contact, and lots of it.

Emerson knew that, so why was he pushing this “soft” thing on him?

“I promise I’ll fuck you after,” Emerson said, reading Tex’s mind as he so often did. “If you really need to get fucked. Or you can fuck me. I really want to do this for him. It’s his birthday next month, and I may not see him again for a long time. He’s turning thirty. Didn’t you want a nice present on your thirtieth birthday?”

“I was in a battle zone on my thirtieth birthday,” Tex said.

“Sorry. I forgot.”

“At least I was getting fucked up the ass, even if it was metaphorical.”

“Okay. I said I was sorry. But what about your fortieth birthday?”

“You know damn well what I was doing on my fortieth birthday. It wasn’t that long ago—and I had my cock shoved up your ass.”

“It’s exactly like that. Except without the assfucking.”

Damn.

Unwrapped: The Birthday Gift by Josephine Myles (Necking anthology)

May 8, 2010

Hello there! I’m Josephine Myles, and I’m absolutely thrilled to have my story included in the Necking anthology, along with so many talented authors. This is only the third short story I’ve ever had published, and my first with Dreamspinner Press. I mostly write gay erotic romance, although I hesitate to pigeonhole myself too much as I follow where inspiration strikes – although inspiration usually involves imagining men loving men, for some reason. I’ve always known I wanted to write, studying literature and even teaching English lit for a couple of years, but it’s only been in the last year that I discovered the whole world of gay romance and realised that women wrote it too. That was the final catalyst I needed to get me going on writing some of what’s been cluttering up my headspace. I feel so much happier now I’m creating something and sharing it with others, and am busy working on my first novel – when I’m not being distracted by interesting short story ideas! Find out more on my blog.

I was drawn to write something for the Necking anthology because the possibilities for both erotic interest and character conflict seemed so much richer with three rather than two characters. My story concerns narrator Dave’s internal conflict as he tries to reconcile his desire for a birthday threesome with an exotic stranger with his insecurities about losing his boyfriend, Mark. Here is a short excerpt to give you an idea of what to expect:

Unwrapped: The Birthday Gift – an excerpt

I drifted back into my body, still trembling with the aftershocks of my orgasm, to the sensation of hands gently stroking me, and Mark’s lips on mine. I kissed him slowly, opening my eyes to see Pedro’s face looming closer. Mark chuckled as Pedro tried to join our kiss, pulling back and letting him kiss me properly, sharing the taste of me in his mouth. I grabbed hold of Mark’s head and pulled him back into the kiss. It was a sloppy, open-mouthed effort, but the combination of three tongues twisting together was enough to start my balls tingling again. I moaned softly, so glad that this was an experience Mark and I could share together. He was right, I didn’t have anything to fear.

Generosity swept through me, and I decided that it was my turn to give some pleasure to my companions. I reached out, fumbling around until I’d found a cock with each hand. I still hadn’t looked at Pedro’s properly, but I could feel its silken length and was rather pleased to note that he wasn’t quite as big as me, or as thick as Mark. It would have been too much if he’d been huge as well as having such a perfect body. An unworthy thought, perhaps, but a reassuring one as I felt I more than measured up against the competition. Mind you, as Mark always said, it wasn’t the size that counted, but rather what you did with it, and I couldn’t wait to find out what Pedro could do with his.

My hands were too dry to give a decent hand job, so I contented myself with stroking them both until our kiss fell apart as I started to giggle.

“Sorry! I just—just couldn’t believe this is really happening.” Mark gave me an affectionate smile and reached out to stroke my cheek. Letting go of his cock, I ran a fingertip over his curved lips and into the dimple on his round cheek, smiling in return.

Pedro cleared his throat, and we both looked up to find him standing over us.

“I hate to break up this beautiful moment,” his eyes sparkled with amusement, “But how about we take this to the bedroom? I’ve got an idea that the Birthday Boy might enjoy, but my knees won’t suffer a hard floor these days.” He quirked an eyebrow at me, and I gulped as my mind called up all sorts of tantalizing possibilities. I nodded, my mouth too dry to speak, and rose on shaky legs.

Mark gestured from the doorway. “This way.”

*****

I heartily recommend this anthology to anyone who enjoys reading about men loving men loving men!

“Perform For Me” by Lori Toland in the “Necking” Anthology

May 8, 2010

So hi! I’m Lori Toland and I am so excited to be posting here today. I’ve been writing for years but this was my first Anthology. It has been an awesome experience working with Julianne Bentley and all the folks at DSP and I hope you enjoy my story.

Blurb:

Corey is a successful thirty-five-year old doctor who lives with his partner of seven years, Justin. And Corey likes to watch. He enjoys it so much that he decided to join a sex club, not to participate, but to sit in the shadows and observe. When his favorite couple decides to invite him to join, can he take the risk of becoming part of show?

Excerpt:

The first time I ever saw them in the room, I felt frozen. My jaw was so tightly clenched, I could hear my teeth grinding together. In front of me were two men, the one who was fair-skinned with dark hair was kneeling in front of a man so angelically gorgeous it was hard to believe he walked this Earth.

I was riveted by the sight of green eyes cast down submissively, staring at the floor until the beautiful blond angel standing in front of him spoke softly and those dark eyelashes fluttered closed. I couldn’t tell if it was out of embarrassment or if the action was tinged with lust but either way, I found I was holding my breath as I watched his long fingers unlace the Dom’s leather pants, freeing his thick, uncut cock.

I should have felt awkward watching what was obviously a private act but that was why I came to this place, to watch people have sex. It was my first time at the sex club and while I felt my cheeks burning, the sight before me was the hottest thing I had ever seen.

My cock was swelling inside my loose khakis. I wasn’t naked but the slave on his knees certainly was. His prick was leaking as much as mine was from the look of it too, the head shiny and slick. I wet my lips in time with the sub as he prepped his lips and opened his mouth to take that thick, hard prick inside his gorgeous mouth.

I groaned, heedless of the others that had gathered to watch. Slowly, a crowd had trickled in as the sub had started to suck his Dom’s cock. I saw the sub smile at the reaction he was eliciting from the Dom and heard the Dom’s hiss as I saw teeth drag along the sensitive flesh.

The Dom pulled his cock out of the sub’s mouth and quicker than lightning, a crop slashed through the air and landed across the sub’s back. “I said no teeth, boy,” the angel said.

“Yes, Sir,” the sub said before covering the gleaming cockhead with his lips again. Long fingers curled into dark curls as the Dom proceeded to fuck his mouth. His gleaming lips stretching around the hot, turgid flesh in his mouth, sucking him and as the angel groaned and stiffened. I realized I had to get out of there because I was going to come in my pants, right there in front of the crowd that was now standing three deep.

A to Z

March 5, 2010

I don’t usually share my naughty scenes, but I decided to give you all a quickie.  It’s also the first thing you get to see from Angelo’s point of view.

*****

I wake up to hands on my hips and lips on my stomach. Zach’s hair is still wet, and cold drops fall on my skin. He’s lyin’ between my legs, and his tongue is movin’ over the tattoo on my stomach. I’m immediately painfully hard.

“You’re awake,” he says quietly and moves lower. My breath catches. My hips arch up toward him. He’s already anticipated me, and before I expect it, I’m pushin’ through his lips, feelin’ his tongue movin’ around my head.

I grab his hair before I even know what I’m doin’. I feel bad about it right away, though. Know how much I hate it when guys do it to me. “Is this okay?” I manage to ask.

He stops and looks up at me in surprise, and I wish I kept my mouth shut. He smiles. “Of course.” He puts his tongue on the bottom of my shaft, licks all the way up to the top. “Is this okay?”

Can’t believe he’s teasin’ me. I clench my fingers in his hair. “Zach, please….”

“What?”

I push his head back down. Not too hard. Not to be mean. Push just a little and say, “More, Zach.”

He smiles at me. “Anything you want.” His mouth closes over me again.

Seems like everything’s more intense with him. The water drippin’ onto my stomach is cold enough to give me goose bumps, but his mouth is so warm. He spends a lot of time circlin’ my ridge with his tongue, teasin’ that soft spot below my slit. Sucks hard but only on the head. Pressure builds and builds, and I have to push deeper, but when I try, his hands hold my hips to the bed. I try to push his head, but he won’t let me. Just teases ’round the top, over and over, ’til I cry out, “Zach!” Actually feel him smile then, and the pressure on my hips is suddenly gone. I thrust up. I push his head down. That sudden warmth slidin’ down my length is overwhelmin’. Like a damn breakin’. Orgasm hits me so hard, I almost cry out. Bite down on my lip hard enough to taste blood. Pull his hair so hard, I think it’s gonna come out in my hands. He just pulls me in deeper, holds my hips so I can’t pull away. That beautiful agony tears through me, out of me, into him, and still he holds me there, until all that’s left is the shakin’, and I’m tryin’ to catch my breath.

When I open my eyes again, he’s smilin’ down at me. He kisses me, licks my swollen lip. “You can pull my hair anytime, Ang.”

Giveaway: MARITIME MEN

February 28, 2010

Hello, Dreamspinner readers! With the release of ANCHORS AWEIGH only a little more than a week away, I’m holding a drawing for a copy of the first book in the series — MARITIME MEN. Come on over to my Live Journal blog to see cover art, read summaries and excerpts of both books, and post a (screened!) comment for your chance to win a PDF copy of MARITIME MEN.

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Cheers,

Janey Chapel

Another excerpt, this one XXX

February 26, 2010

Jack was walking down the hallway when Dave flew out of the
bathroom, dripping wet with a towel in his hair and totally naked.
He was still semi-erect and was working on going full mast when
Jack asked, “Looking for someone?”

“Yep, you. Get your fine-looking ass into the bedroom. Now.
Daddy wants to play!”

“Oh gawd! Daddy….”

Since Dave was already naked and now cast-iron hard, he
pulled Jack over to the bed and began to undress him. First, he
removed Jack’s shirt, and when Jack stood bare chested, Dave
licked each nipple, giving them a little nibble before he stopped.

Next, he sat down on the bed and reach up to unbuckle Jack’s belt
and pull the zipper of his jeans down slowly. Jack stood there
looking down at Dave, smiling, his breath quickening.

As usual, Jack’s jeans were tight, just as Dave liked them, and
when Dave pulled them down, down came the underwear as well.
Dave pulled off each pant leg and threw the jeans on the floor and
then bent down and removed the shorts that were stretched between
Jack’s legs.

The final act in the striptease was the removal of both
socks.
When Dave looked back up, Jack was fully erect as well. Dave
took Jack in hand and slowly jerked his cock a couple of times,
admiring the length and girth of Jack’s manhood. He slowly
caressed Jack’s balls, which hung nicely underneath, and when he
couldn’t resist any more, he pulled Jack into his mouth and took him
all the way to the root. Dave slowly worked his way back and forth
on Jack, licking all the way.

He ran his hands over Jack’s bare ass,
sending shivers up Jack’s spine. Jack had the smoothest ass that
Dave had ever encountered, and he loved running his hands over it.
Letting Jack loose, Dave swung his legs up onto the bed,
scooted into the center of the mattress and faced away, then he lay
on his back to look up at Jack behind him. As Dave’s head hung
over the edge of the bed, Jack was able to push his cock down
Dave’s throat and fuck his face. Dave lay there enjoying the taste
and feel of Jack’s cock as he watched Jack’s balls swing over his
eyes.

He could see the beautiful curve of Jack’s near perfect ass
where the two mounds of flesh came together.
Jack bent slightly and played with Dave’s nipples, tweaking
each alternately. As the speed of his thrusts increased, he began to
punish the nipples a little more by twisting on them, sending little
shock waves through Dave. Dave’s cock throbbed with need as he
wanted Jack’s mouth and ass wrapped around his cock.

Jack leaned all the way over and—still fucking Dave’s
mouth—went down on Dave, sucking Dave’s cock for all he was
worth. Jack was able to maintain his thrusting with the bobbing of
his head as he sucked Dave.

After a minute, Jack straightened up, and after a few more
thrusts deep into Dave’s throat, he pulled out before he blew his
load. He walked away from the bed for a few seconds and then came
back as Dave had adjusted himself so that his head was now on the
pillows and his feet were pointed toward the footboard.
Jack smiled and crawled onto the bed, landing between Dave’s
thighs. As Dave looked down, Jack began to suck Dave’s cock
again. He ran his hands up Dave’s thighs and continued onto Dave’s
chest where he found his nipples once more.

As he tweaked them,
he continued to deep-throat Dave, finally letting go of Dave’s cock
and going to work on his balls. He ran his tongue over both of them,
taking each into his mouth one at a time, rolling them around before
letting them out. Jack ran his tongue over Dave’s inner thigh and
downward into the crevice where Dave’s ass cheeks came together.
Jack brought his hands down from Dave’s chest and parted Dave’s
ass, running his tongue into the fully accessible pack of nerve
endings that made up Dave’s hole. As slowly as he could, Jack ran
his tongue over and over the opening, teasing the sensitive flesh,
flicking his tongue like a snake. Dave reacted to this attention by
practically levitating off the bed.
“Holy fuck, that feels good! Do me, baby!” Dave moaned.

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“Jack and Dave,” excerpt two!

February 26, 2010

The guy looked about 26 years old, had short, black hair,
brown eyes, and was marginally attractive. “Yeah, what are you
looking for?” he asked in a far-from-friendly manner.
“I’m looking for Jack; is he in?” Dave asked.
“Who are you?” the guy asked.
“Is he here or not?”
“He might be; now who are you?”
“I’m Dave, and you are?”
“I’m Billy,” he said as he looked Dave up and down.
“You gonna answer my question? Is Jack here?”
“I’ll see,” he said, closing the door and leaving Dave standing
in the hallway at the beginning of a slow burn.
After a few seconds, Dave heard raised voices coming from
inside the apartment. The noise didn’t quite rise to the level of a
fight, but it was clear Billy wasn’t happy that Jack had a visitor. As
Dave was getting ready to pound on the door, it opened and Jack
appeared.
“Hi, everything okay?” Dave asked as he tried to look past
Jack to see where Billy was.
Jack rolled his eyes and said, “Yeah, everything is fine. He’s
just upset that you came to see me.”
“This is asinine. You’re an adult; you can damn well see who
the fuck you want to see in your own home.”
“Shh, don’t make things worse.”
“Look, I came over to ask you if you wanted to catch the
midnight show at the movies. Whaddaya say? You up for it on a
Saturday night? My treat.”
Jack looked down at the floor and after a second looked back
up and smiled. “Yeah, that sounds like a lot of fun. Lemme get my
wallet.”
“Can I come in and wait rather than stand out here in the
hallway like the hired help?”
Jack smiled again, opened the door, and walked back to what
Dave assumed was the bedroom. Dave closed the door and stayed
on his feet, listening for the slightest hint that something was going
to get physical.
“Where are you going this late?” Dave heard Billy ask Jack.
“I’m going out to the movies; I’ll be back later,” Jack replied.
“What? No, you’re not. You tell him that it’s too late and that
you’re going to bed. Tell him now!”
“Ouch! Get your hand off; you’re hurting my wrist!” Jack
exclaimed.
That was all Dave needed to hear. He pushed the bedroom
door open and found Billy holding Jack by the wrist and twisting it.

It was a bad move on Billy’s part. Billy’s eyes grew wide when he
saw Dave standing within a foot of him. Jack opened his mouth to
say something, but he didn’t get the chance to utter any words.
Dave swung a right hook that landed just under Billy’s jaw,
lifting him up off the floor slightly and tumbling him backward onto
his ass. Dave stood over the prone man with a look of murder in his
eyes and said, “Keep your fucking hands off of him. Do you
understand?”
“Dave, it’s all right, really. I’m not hurt. Just let him be,
please,” Jack implored Dave.
Dave didn’t take his eyes off Billy, silently daring him to get
up and do something. Billy was smart enough to remain on the floor
and not move.
“If I ever hear you put your hands on Jack again without him
asking you to, I will finish what I just started. Do you understand
me, boy?”
No response came from Billy.
“Do you understand?” Dave asked while taking a step closer to
Billy.
“Yeah, I understand. You had no right to hit me,” he replied.
Dave looked down with contempt and turned to go with Jack.
When they got outside, Jack made it known how he felt.
“Dave, I didn’t need you to do that. I don’t need a knight in
shining armor to come along and save me. You know that right?”
“I never said that you did, but that asshole has no right to hurt
you or try to hurt you, especially on my account. Who the fuck does
he think he is anyway?”
“I told you. He thinks he’s my boyfriend.”
Dave turned his head and spit onto the grass in response. “I
hate bullies and that ass clown is a bully. If he wants to get physical
with someone, he can do it with me, and I’ll clean house with his
ass.”
“Look, you’re getting more upset. Please calm down or I’m
going back to the apartment.”

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