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Monday, June 22, 2015

Welcome our BDSM boys to the blog today... and a couple of sexy excerpts from "Silver Linings" & "Worth"...


He looks like he's ready to go deep!


A XXX excerpt from "Worth"...

Worth was still holding his Dom’s cock and Michael was still large and throbbing in his hands. He began to stroke him up and down as he stared into the Dom’s eyes which were filled with lust.

“That’s right, Master. God, you feel so amazing in my hand. I want to feel you come by my hand, Master.” His words seemed to move Michael because he started to thrust into his hand as he bit his lower lip.

“You would do that for me, wouldn’t you, Worth? You would just give me pleasure because it would make me happy?” Michael’s breath came in pants and he groaned as Worth stroked him harder.

“Let me make you come, Master,” Worth whispered.

“Michael,” the Dom groaned, “Call me, Michael.”

Worth stared into Michael’s eyes and read the desire he was feeling. He stroked him harder, feeling Michael’s hot breath as his mouth dropped open. “Let me make you come, Michael,” he whispered.

“Ah… I’m so close, Worth,” he moaned.

“Come on, Michael.” Worth redoubled his efforts, jacking him hard and fast as Michael’s cock swelled in his hand.

“Coming, Worth!” Michael cried. Worth stroked him hard, looking down between them as spunk shot out of Michael’s dick and sprayed onto his belly in thick streamers. Michael groaned as Worth grinned, unable to stop the smile that spread across his face as he stroked him hard, milking the Dom’s orgasm from him as he shuddered over him. It took nearly a minute for him to wring the last of Michael’s climax from him but it felt so amazing to be able to do something that made his master happy. As Michael rolled off of him and flopped onto his back, Worth let go of his dripping cock. He looked down at his belly and chest. It was covered in white rivulets, puddling in places and Worth couldn’t remember feeling so amazing with come all over his skin in his whole life. Always before he’d felt as if the result of his Master’s climax was a punishment that he’d been forced to wear, sometimes until it dried in a crusty mess. Having Michael’s hot come on his body felt heavenly to Worth.




Someone likes to dress up!


It's almost Leather Week in London!


From "Silver Linings"...

“How do you want me to take you, Cassidy?” Zack asked between bites.

Cassidy looked over at his Dom, just a little surprised. “You’re asking me?”

Zack smiled at him and he could see the lust glittering in the dark orbs. “Yes. Sometimes… but don’t make a big deal out of it, Cass. It won’t be happening every time.”

Cassidy had somehow expected that answer and the growl in Zack’s voice was such a turn-on, he felt his cock begin to swell as he stared at him. Jesus, I’m the luckiest bastard on the planet. Cassidy knew how damned lucky he was to have found a man whom he could call soul mate. So few people ever did but he knew he had… every single goddamned time he looked at him.

“If that’s the case, Zack. I want my Dom in our bed tonight. I want you hot, hard, demanding… I want you to hold me down. I… I… may fight you, Sir...”

“You want me to work out your aggression?” Zack’s face was very serious.

Cassidy could see the Dominant rise to the surface in two point two seconds. He knew Zack loved seeing him capitulate to his demands and even more importantly, he loved doing just that.

“Yeah. The way I feel right now, Zack…”

“You want to hurt someone, don’t you?” Zack asked, though it wasn’t really a question. He’d nailed it.

“Yeah.”

Zack pushed his empty plate back and stood up, holding out his hand. “Come, boy. Let your Dom take care of that.”


Now, Master?


I'm ready for you, boy!


Push that boy into the bed, Master!


That's Some cock ring!


Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Sexy bears on today's Naughty Passions!


Oh, please write me a ticket, officer bear!


Bears going bare are my favorite cross to bear!


Ohhh. A really fuzzy bear!


The perfect bear at work!


The perfect bear... from "Grit" Master's Boys, Book 4

The door opened and Jimmy McNamara walked in. Jimmy was as tall as a tree, towering over Zack’s height by several inches. Zack was well over six feet himself. Jimmy’s Scottish roots showed through in his height, his barrel chest and his bright blue eyes. His hair was buzzed into a short brown flat top but he had a full beard and a hairy chest, back and arms, a true fuzzy bear in every sense of the word. Tasteful tribal tattoos circled both biceps, just peeking out from under his tight tee shirt which covered his thickly muscled midsection like a second skin. Jimmy wasn’t fat by any means but he was a very meaty man. He wore tight black leather pants and thick silver rings in both ears. He looked like he walked right off the boulevard at the Folsom Street Fair, a massive leather and fetish fair held every year in San Francisco at the end of September. Zack liked his ready smile and his jovial personality more than anything. He walked right up to Zack’s desk, that charming grin plastered on his face, and reached out his hand, dwarfing Zack’s large hand in his bigger mitt. Zack detected the light fragrance of the Cuban cigars the bear liked to smoke on his time off. It was somehow attractive, unlike the cigarette smoke a past receptionist had clinging to her all the time.

Gorgeous Alex O'Loughlin is one sexy Hawaii Five-O bear!


Gingers are sooo pretty!


I'd be stroking that too!


Saturday, April 25, 2015

Today, I am dedicating the blog to our gorgeous Native American Heroes and long haired hotties of "Undercover Nights" on audio book...


A very intense excerpt from "Undercover Nights"... now available on audible.com... audio book!

The bloody belt fell to the ground next to the teen's head. He cringed, knowing that he was not to move. He tried to remain utterly still and not antagonize the monster unduly. The second half of the cold, clouded night would just go that much harder if he moved. Dusty boots straddled his thin curled form on either side of his hips as his hair was yanked hard forcing his head back. He would have been able to look into the man's eyes but he knew he was not allowed to open his.

"You did well this time," the man praised.

The boy could taste his own blood as it ran from his ravaged lips into his mouth. Hair stuck to the boy's face, and the tears made it tickle. He didn't dare wipe his face. Any kind of unsolicited movement would mean more beatings, and he couldn't risk it.

One day the beatings would kill him, and how he prayed for that day. Of course he didn't know to whom he prayed anymore. The spirits had left this rez a long time ago, along with his mother, the only person who'd ever protected him. He'd been alone with the monster for more than four years now. The man wasn't even his real uncle, just some man who'd lived with his mother until she succumbed to his beatings one night. Of course, nothing could ever be proven and the tribe had turned their back on the boy and left him with the animal. No one else on the rez had room at the table for a young teen. They lived on a poor reservation, not like those out in California where gambling had made everyone rich. The people here barely got by as it was, and another mouth to feed would have been impossible for any of them. He was almost sixteen, but without adequate nutrition, his body was thin and childlike.

With his eyes closed, he heard the man fumble with his pants; the sound of the zipper scraping down was like needles in his ears. He whimpered, his mind screaming out to the Holy People who never answered. How much longer until you give me peace? Take away my breath and lay my body in the earth. It was time that he stepped out of the circle. He was done. He blanked his mind as he had a hundred times before. He wouldn't let this man get to him. It was enough. The boy knew he was too weak from the beating to resist the man this time, but this would be the last, the very last. The monster would die the next time he tried to touch the boy; either the monster or him.

Saturday, March 28, 2015

Hot scenes from "Silver Ties" this week on Naughty Passions...


Let me chain you!


From "Silver Ties" audio...

"Hello, Mr. Detective. Mr. Teak asked me to bring this to you," she said, holding out another cup of coffee. Cassidy took it from her.

"Thank you very much," he said. He could tell that the empty-headed girl wanted to stay and flirt, as she blinked her eyelashes at him.

"Please let me know if there's anything else I can do for you, Mr. Detective," she said, tossing another flirtatious smile his way before making a great show out of turning gracefully on the tall heels and swinging her little bubble butt as she waltzed out the door. Cassidy snorted as the conference room door closed and he turned back to where the folder lay on the table. As he walked back, he noticed the monitor where Teak had been working. At the top of the screen, there was the wording "live feed" and what Cassidy saw made him stop and stare. On the screen was a room with a naked man tied to a large cross. He was cuffed at the wrists and at the ankles and stood straight, leaning back against the cross. His neck was circled with a thick bicycle type chain which had a large padlock on it, hanging between his pecs. The man was not particularly old or good looking, but judging by his erection, he was extremely turned on by being bound to the large leather contraption.

A tall man dressed in assless leather chaps and a leather thong, covering an impressive bulge, circled him. The man was masked and wore thigh high black boots. He repeatedly slapped a cat-o-nine tails against the right boot as he circled. From his build and the impressive body, Cassidy was certain that he had to be Zachary Teak. He'd watched his lips enough to be able to identify them by now. Fascinated, he watched as Teak leaned in close and spoke into the sub's ear. The sub nodded and the Dom stepped back, raising his arm and letting the cat fall on the man's stomach. The sub immediately began to whimper and beg, but the Dom was relentless, lifting the cat and hitting him over and over, all over the front of his thighs and his stomach and chest. Soon the man's skin began to turn pink and Cassidy could see that he had tears running down his face though he never lost his erection.


Cassidy was shocked when the Dom stopped what he was doing and leaned close to the man, touching the side of his cheek with his palm and caressing the sub, seeming to sooth him. To Cassidy, it looked almost gentle, so different than the way the Dom had treated him only moments before. The sub seemed to calm at the Dom's touch, and he offered the larger man a smile as he canted his head and closed his eyes, leaning into the caress. Teak didn't let the touch go on for very long, though. He dropped his hand and stepped back, but not before leaning in and speaking again into the man's ear. The man smiled and nodded eagerly. Cassidy was stunned when Teak raised the cat-o-nine-tails and let the first blow fall over the man's cock. The man cried out in obvious pain and Cassidy winced, for the first time, feeling his own hard cock bob within the tight confines of his suit pants. It was the most frightening and exciting thing that Cassidy had ever seen. Cassidy reached down and fingered his large erection, repositioning it so that he was more comfortable. The urge to stroke himself off was strong.

Posing him!


Holding him down!


Punish him!


Electro Play!


Monday, February 23, 2015

Kisses and a hot excerpt from "The Thief" coming Feb 28th on today's Naughty Passions!


Ginger kisses!


Silver Kisses and nipple rings!


Kisses from "The Thief" Feb. 28th, 2015

“I don’t want you here, Ranger. I never wanted a bodyguard,” he sneered. His face was angry and for some reason Ranger couldn’t fathom, Landry’s defiance turned Ranger on in a bad way.

“Yes you do. You not only want a bodyguard, you want me,” he said in his most dangerous voice.

“Wh… what?” Landry stuttered. He stared deeply into Ranger’s eyes and Ranger read the spark of desire as his expression transformed with surprise. When Landry lowered his gaze to Ranger’s lips, Ranger’s dick hardened.

Ranger suddenly felt like a large cat looking down at the juicy mouse he’d just captured for his lunch. He unwound his fingers from Landry’s sweatshirt and placed both hands flat on the door boxing him in as he closed the space between their bodies. He felt Landry’s erection through his sweatpants the moment their groins touched. Ranger grinned. “Yeah,” he breathed, that’s what I thought.” A second later he dove down on Landry’s mouth, stealing his breath. Something primal was unleashed in Ranger as his inner beast stood up and roared. Landry gasped into his mouth and Ranger swooped in with his tongue, tasting the delectable man for the first time. He brought their bodies even closer, pinning Landry against the door as he devoured his mouth, loving the way Landry reciprocated with his own tongue as if he couldn’t get enough of Ranger.

Ranger was now rock hard and he could feel every inch of Landry’s own cock against his. The thin fabric of the shorter man’s sweatpants left little to the imagination and when he began to grind against Ranger, he almost lost it. Ranger heard Landry groan but as the vibrations of his growls got louder in his own ears, he realized it wasn’t Landry who was making the sounds; it was him. Ranger feasted on Landry’s mouth, stealing his breath as he was left helpless when Landry’s arms surrounded his back, pulling him even closer.

“My God!” Landry gasped as Ranger broke their kiss and stared down at him. Ranger’s own breathing was ragged as his cock pounded against the buttons of his Levi 501’s, screaming to be set free. Landry’s glasses were fogged and Ranger wanted to laugh but he wanted to see Landry’s magnificent golden eyes even more. He reached up with both hands and took hold of the nerdy glasses, drawing them up and setting them on top of Landry’s dark head. When he was finally able to gaze directly down into the smaller man’s eyes, he felt his cock throb. Son-of-a-bitch, you’re gorgeous. He framed Landry’s face with both hands and dove in for another kiss, sinking into it as hunger for the younger man nearly drove him mad, kissing him back.


Their tongues warred for dominance as Landry relentlessly kissed him, writhing his lower body against Ranger. There was nowhere for him to go with Landry’s back pressed against the door and the more Ranger kissed him, the more desperate he became. Precome wet the front of his jeans as he ground his cock against the steel hard ridge in Landry’s sweats. Ranger knew if he let the kiss go on, he was going to drag Landry the few feet to the bed and ravage him. Ranger finally pulled back as Landry reluctantly let go of his lips. As he glared down the few inches at him, Ranger’s thoughts warred with how desperately he wanted Landry and yet how wrong he knew it would be to fuck his enigmatic employer. 

Trey and Aiden from Corbin Fisher, my favorite kissing couple!


Desperately in love!


Morning Wood!