From "Grit" Master's Boys (Book Four)

“Yes, Mr. Teak,” Gage replied. Zack stepped through the door to the inner offices and nearly ran into Vesper in the hallway. The large transvestite nearly ran into him. Today she was dressed in a lavender gown, cut low in the front with a flowing chiffon skirt that ended just above the knees. The blonde wig and dainty placed beauty mark and red lipstick, reminded him of a young Marilyn Monroe. She grinned widely at him. He was very happy that he had chosen not to fire Vesper. He liked her very much but he’d decided that her position of receptionist just wasn’t working out. Several of his members had complained that her speech pattern was incomprehensible at times, so Zack had created a new position for her. Vesper now held the elevated title of concierge and it was her job to make sure that the paying members were welcomed into the club and well cared for while they were visiting. She had become quite popular amongst the submissive clients because she was a very accommodating person. She also made sure that the playrooms were set up and ready for scenes and cared for afterward.

“Oh good morning, Mithter Teak. Excuthe me, thir.” She hastily stepped aside after nearly mowing him down with her linebacker frame. She towered above Zack in her four inch heels. Zack was no small man, well over six feet, himself. Zack smiled at her despite himself.

“Good morning, Vesper. How do you like your new job?” Her face lit with joy and for the first time, he realized that she really was a pretty woman. 

Today, NP is happy to welcome our Daddies!

From "Silver Bullets".... Cop Fantasies with a hot Daddie!

“I am fifteen years older than you Michael.”

“And sexy as hell.” Michael reached up and ran his fingers through Tyler’s salt and pepper hair. “Look at those fucking muscles. God, you are one hot cop, babe.” Michael groaned as he touched Tyler’s hairy chest.

“It’s sexy, you all dressed up in your uniform. I love it when I see you with your badge pinned to your belt, knowing that you carry a gun and that you are so fucking powerful and strong under that suit.” Michael ran his hands through Tyler’s chest hair as Tyler crawled over him and straddled his hips, letting their cocks touch. Tyler grinned down at him, knowing from the twinkle in Michael’s eyes that many men had cop fantasies. Tyler wondered if he was a fantasy for his young lover. He reached down and circled both of Michael’s wrists in his large hands, drawing them over his head as he leaned down to take charge of Michael’s mouth. He kissed him long and deep, learning his mouth well, until Michael humped him and groaned.

“You got cop fantasies Michael?” Tyler growled. Michael nodded his head vigorously and bit his lower lip.

“Fuck yeah,” he panted.

“Want me to handcuff you and force you to suck my dick, scumbag? Lick my hot hole and fuck you hard against the bars? Huh scum, that what you want?” Michael was clearly into Tyler’s dirty cop talk and the whole role playing fantasy. He was whimpering and grinding his leaking rock hard erection against Tyler’s.

“Stop manhandling me cop! I’ll have your badge!” Michael screamed. Tyler’s dick throbbed. A second later, he was flipping Michael over on the bed, putting a knee in his back as he leaned over to pull his handcuffs out of his jacket pocket. Michael writhed below him as Tyler cuffed his hands behind his back. Michael laid face first on the sheet, grinding his dick against the bed.

“Shut up, scumbag!” Tyler flipped him back over and took Michael by the hair, making him look him in the face to make sure this was okay with him. The lust that lit his eyes was clear. Tyler found himself pushing Michael to his knees. “Put that pretty mouth to good use and suck my big cock.” Tyler stood on the bed and widened his legs, forcing his cock roughly into Michael’s mouth. Michael gagged as it hit the back of his throat.

“That’s right, suck me! I love face-fucking punks like you!” Michael groaned again and swallowed as deeply as he could, giving Tyler the friction he needed on the roller-coaster ride to orgasm. Fucking Evie had always been a gentle affair. Tyler would have never been able to play out this fantasy with her. He probably would have frightened her to death. Precome was dripping onto the sheets from Michael’s cock which was standing high and thick against his belly. He was obviously not frightened, even after his brush with violence tonight. Tyler was so turned on, watching Michael’s mouth sucking him in deeply, that he was already edging his orgasm. He fisted Michael’s hair harder and slammed in and out of Michael’s mouth.

“You like it don’t you man-whore? You like being forced by a big tough man like me.” Michael whimpered sexily, his eyes tightly shut. Tyler could barely hold on. “You’re gonna get a mouth full of my spunk scumbag! If you don’t swallow every drop, I’m gonna grudge-fuck that tight little ass that you’ve been wiggling around me! Yeah? You like that, punk?” Tyler’s orgasm began in the small of his back, tingling through his whole body as Michael rolled his tongue up and down his length, using just a tiny bite of his teeth to draw out his climax.

“Fuck yeah!” Tyler screamed and went wild, jamming his cock in one last time and holding Michael’s head tight against him as he shot his come deeply in to his young lover’s mouth. Michael groaned and screamed around Tyler’s cock as he attempted to swallow every drop of Tyler’s enormous load. Tyler felt wetness hit his feet, and he looked all the way down to the sheet to see Michael’s cock going off like a rocket, spraying rope after rope of sticky hot come all over the place. It was the hottest thing that Tyler had ever seen. With his hands cuffed behind his back, Michael hadn’t even touched his own cock.

“Fuck Michael! Fuck!” Tyler sighed in awe. “You are the hottest mother-fucker on the planet.” Michael looked up at Tyler, continuing to suck and swallow his spunk. Tyler let go of Michael’s hair and slowly pulled out of his mouth. Michael smiled up at him as Tyler dropped to the bed, reaching for his jacket to get the handcuff keys. He moved behind Michael and removed the cuffs, coming back around and connecting with Michael’s mouth as he kissed him deeply, massaging his lover’s wrists where the cuffs had reddened the skin.

Future Daddie!

Sexy Daddie!

Horny Daddie!

Hung Daddie!

Today, I welcome my friend Jerry Race... to the blog

Still Available

More Than a Stud

Blurb:

Will stakes and fangs keep Shane and Jamie from being a couple before their relationship begins?

Shane Richards, 24, male model, has a few problems. His rival threatens to discredit him if he participated in the upcoming America’s Top Male Model contest. Near his twenty-fifth birthday, the dormant vampire abilities within him begin to surface and he starts having nightmares about meeting his so-called father whom he’s never met. As if that isn’t enough one of his male friends who has the hots for him is determined to make him his lover. On his twenty-fifth birthday his nightmares come true and he winds up risking his life in a battle with his father over a pendant with supernatural powers.

Naughty Excerpt:

Prologue

Two Months From Now

Steam swirled throughout the bathroom as Jamie Donovan entered. Warm vapors caressed his naked body as he shut the door. Anticipation tingled his skin at the thought of getting to see his boyfriend naked for the first time.

As badly as Jamie wanted his boyfriend sexually, he had to force himself not to rush into things. If he did he’d surely lose him - and after everything he’d gone through to be with Shane Richards he didn’t want to be back to square one, alone. For that not to happen he’d need to win his trust, and he was determined to follow through no matter what it would take.

During the time they’ve been together he learned a lot about Shane. Too many people, mostly men, used him to get what they wanted. Once they had sex with him they’d forget he existed. Of course, Shane was aware he allowed all that to happen. But how else was he going to have sexual contact with someone? Hand jobs became much too boring and tiring.

His persistent waiting was about to pay off. Until meeting Shane he’d doubted love would ever surface.

He paused near the frosted shower door as a frisson slithered over him. Something is wrong. I’ve never felt weird vibes come from Shane. Never.

Without a word from the other side the shower door opened. A long arm shot out. He gasped as long, thick fingers grasped his right wrist, yanking him inside. Hot water instantly pounded his body as he slammed against the naked, stunning physique before him. His eyes gazed adoringly into a smooth brown face. He looked into mocha color eyes and saw that tiny sparkles of crimson flickered in them. How weird.

Jamie stepped back, letting his eyes travel hungrily from the soaked ebony hair down the taut wide chest. His tongue brushed over his lips at the sight of the impressive erect cock. Mmm. It’s much thicker and longer than I ever expected. I want that. Now.

Just as he reached for the thick shaft, his boyfriend stepped back, just out of reach. A nervous smile twitched on his lips as their eyes met again. Jamie hadn’t blushed for a long time—but he did now. His lids lowered while his boyfriend brought his lips ever closer to his. Jamie moaned the moment Shane claimed his lips. Oh, Shane. Please do me now.

Feeling Shane pulling his mouth away with one last tiny nip on his lower lip, his lids lifted.

“Now, give me your ass,” a deep, male voice softly demanded.

Hands gently grabbed his shoulders. The balls of Jamie’s feet slid on the wet floor as his body swung around. Facing the blue gray tile he leaned his cheek against it. Needing something to hold on to he rested the palms of his hands on the wall. Sensing the thick cock head sliding between his ass-cheeks his body tensed.

“Come on, Jamie, relax,” he heard Shane’s seductive voice in his ears.

“Please take it easy, Shane. It’s been too long since I’ve had sex. Besides, I’ve never had a cock as big as yours.”

Tension continued to flow through him. No matter how hard he tried, relaxation wasn’t working.

“Open up, damn it,” Shane ordered. “Sorry about this kiddo, but—”

“Ow!” Jamie cried out as the thick erection plowed in him. Tears swelled in his eyes when he felt the cock shoved deeper and deeper.

“Oh yeah. Nice and tight.” Shane pulled his cock back.

Fuck! I doubt I’ll ever get used to that monster.

Again the thick erection moved forward. Without further hesitation Shane picked up the pace plunging his cock relentlessly up and down, making their bodies rock in unison.

Jamie clenched his teeth tighter against the swift movements. I never thought I’d say this, but do I wish he’d hurry and get this over with.

As if Shane heard his thoughts he slowed down and made an abrupt stop. “Ahhh.” His scream bounced off the walls. Then all Jamie could hear was the water spewing from the shower head.

Unexpectedly, Shane leaned against his back.

Warm breath blew in his ear and teeth nibbled on his ear lobe. Jamie shuddered when sharp teeth clamped on his neck. A few seconds later his boyfriend spoke softly in his ear. “I love you, Jamie.”

Jamie grinned. “And I love you too, Shane.” Feeling the teeth sink through the skin on his neck Jamie screamed. “Ow. Shane, giving me a hickey is one thing, but—”

His body tensed as he heard his blood rushing up his throat. Within seconds his knees wobbled and about to buckle. As his hands slipped on the tiled wall darkness filled his mind.

Ka-boom!

His body lurched from the emphatic sound and the rapid pounding of his heart slammed against his chest. Not yet fully awake, he gasped. A bright light flashed from the other side of the room as he sat up in bed, shielding his eyes. Thick sheets of rain slapped against the window-panes. Movement to his right made him look away and his eyes settled on Shane lying on his back, opening his eyes. “What’s wrong, hon?”

“I just had the wildest dream,” he answered.

Sitting up, Shane asked, “What about?”

“I don’t wanna talk about it, at least not now.”

Shane snuggled beside his boyfriend and brushed his lips over his ear, whispering, “Have I ever told you that I love you?”

Jamie cringed. Then he glanced at Shane focusing his attention on his boyfriend’s mouth and nodded. Without another word he threw the bedding off and leaped out of bed.

“Jamie?” Shane asked. “What the hell is wrong with you?”

Without bothering to answer he ran out of the bedroom, refusing to look at Shane.

A Novella by: Jerry Race

http://amzn.to/1250Y1B

Today... we have couples at the NP!

Sexy cartoon office porn!

From "Kaden" Master's Boys (Book Three)

“You are so beautiful,” he whispered, raising his head to look into the eyes of his lover’s angelic face. Kaden looked down, his cheeks red and his breath coming in short pants. Kaden lifted his hands and placed them both in Rokuro’s short hair and as his fingers slid over his head, it was all he could do to remain calm and in control. He was rapidly losing his own composure as he fell deeply into Kaden’s energy, connecting with him in a transcendental way. He was actually surprised that Kaden had opened to him so easily and so fully but it was as he had intended so he was instantly happy that he’d chosen the proper way to initiate Kaden to his love making. He looked back down at the wet jock strap in front of him and deliberately leaned in grasping the stretchy waistband of the jock strap with his teeth and pulling it out and over the head of Kaden’s cock exposing the leaking treat. He turned his head to the side and pulled the waist band of the jock strap down and over the bulging sack of Kaden’s balls, all the while kneading his butt cheeks in his hand as he held his groin in place in front of his face.

Joy!

Holding him down!

Licky Licky

Plowed!

An open apology to the Trans community:

I have a heavy heart this morning. It has been aching for two days since I realized that I made a grievous error when publishing my last book. There is no way to take back the hurt that such an ignorant move caused, but I can come clean and own it and apologize for it.

I was at Outlantacon this weekend in Atlanta and while enjoying the convention with friends that are like family to me, I was also in the process of finishing up final edits and publishing my book “Kaden” Master’s Boys (Book Three). For those of you who are fans of the serial, you know that Zack Teak, the owner of DOMZ.com, the fictional online sex club, has a problem hiring receptionists. All of them seem to come with flaws that cannot be overlooked.

In “Kaden” my receptionist is Vesper, a beautiful, transexual who is the size of a linebacker and dresses in drag when she comes to work. My friend Jeff Adkins and I were sitting in our hotel room in Atlanta and I was telling him how excited I am to start book four. I was telling Jeff that I want to keep this character because I just love her. I’m not going to let Zack fire her, the way he’s fired all the others, maybe just move her into a different capacity and keep the whole revolving door receptionist thing going. As I was talking about Vesper, I began to read a passage from “Kaden” with her character’s description. As some point, I looked up and noticed Jeff’s eyes as round as saucers and I began to sweat.

He began to shake his head. “No!” he said. I didn’t realize what was going on until he went on to tell me what I’d done. In the book, I referred to Vesper as he/him rather than her/she, when I was describing her clothing etc. What I hadn’t realized when writing the book, was that when a man is identifying as a woman, as Vesper clearly was, in her dress, I was to call Vesper her/she. Well, there were several references to her as “he” and the minute I realized it, I burst into tears.

The truth was, this is the first time that I have written a transvestite or transsexual character but I should have known better. I began to go through the manuscript and pick out all the mistakes. The book had already gone live on ARe, Smashwords and Barnes and Noble and would be live on Amazon at any moment. I checked sales, and found that in the 12 hours or so, since the book had been live, it had sold 18 copies and it was still selling. I was horrified.

Jeff tried to comfort me but I couldn’t reconcile what an ignorant idiot I had been and all I could think of was the fact that someone was going to take this as an insult, and even more grievous, a slur and that destroyed me. Within five minutes, I had made the decision to pull the book down from sale and make all the corrections before republishing it. Anyone who is familiar with Amazon’s policies, can attest to the fact that, no changes can be made, and the book cannot be pulled until it goes live, so I was able to pull it down from the other three vendors and then sit, nail biting for hours while I waited to pull it from Amazon. Finally, that happened, and I corrected the errors that I could find and put it back up for sale.

As soon as I pulled it down, I went onto social media and admitted that there had been a glaring editing error in “Kaden” so the book had been temporarily removed from sale. I promised those interested, that the book would be back up as soon as I fixed it and then I sat back and debated how to handle such a bone headed move, publicly. I finally decided that coming clean was the best thing to do.

The truth is, in the book, the pronoun him, or he, when referring to Vesper is only used in third person. Vesper is never directly addressed as he or him, only talked about or thought about by the other characters in the book. Nevertheless, it was a horrid error. The fact is that I honestly didn’t realize that my use of the pronoun could be so damaging but it made total sense to me in hindsight. Of course, if someone is identifying as a woman, she is a woman, you would never refer to her as he or him. For the next nine hours, I sat in my hotel room waiting for changes to be made that were completely out of my hands. I believe that Amazon finally changed out the books and that the corrected book is up at all the other vendors as well.

Those of you who read my work can see the love I have for GBLTQ community. I try to make sure that it comes through with each manuscript that I write. I’ve always tried to be sensitive to everyone but in this case, I know that I blew it big time. If I were out shopping and someone referred to me as mister, sir or he or him, I’d probably deck them.

To all of you that I may have hurt or offended, I beg your forgiveness. I cannot undo what has been done, but I can own it, as I have said, and apologize for my grievous mistake. Thank you for listening.

Some gorgeous bondage on the NP this morning in honor of my Master's Boys series!

One tug in the wrong direction and OUCH!

Wondering what comes next!

Left out in the cold!

From "Kaden" Master's Boys (Book Three)

“Jesus you smell so good, boy,” Phoenix said, his voice partially muffled by the material of his jock. “Like sex and man.” Trick looked down and Phoenix had his tongue out, licking over the wet spot that formed at his slit, as he gazed up into Trick’s eyes. Phoenix’s eyes were glazed over with lust and it was all he could do not to come. He bucked into Phoenix’s mouth and Phoenix smiled, probably knowing the effect he was having on Trick. He watched as Phoenix hooked his index fingers in the jock, pulling it over his protruding cock and down past his thighs. As he kneeled up, drawing the jockstrap down, he stared down at his dick, his eyes focused on the one place that Trick wanted his mouth. He pulled the sweats and the jock strap off over his feet and threw them on the floor. Then running his hands up over the T-shirt that he wore, he pulled it over Trick’s head.

“Now that’s a pretty sight. Pull your knees back boy and let me see your tight little asshole,” he growled and 

Trick rushed to do as his master asked, grabbing his knees. Phoenix’s gaze zeroed in on Trick’s ass as he 

yanked his own muscle tee over his head, adding it to the pile of Trick’s clothes on the floor.

Being blind and tied is the worst!

Quick blow out your birthday candle! What's that? You have a ball gag? Oh, that's gonna hurt!

Helpful Doms!

Today on the NP... some leather Doms... In honor of the release of "Kaden" Master's Boys (Book Three)

A sexy Dom in leather! Yum

From "Kaden" Master's Boys (Book Three)

“My name is Rokuro,” the Dom said quietly. His face was a mask of serenity and his lips held the promise of a smile. “Unless I tell you differently, you will use this name while in these walls.” He looked expectantly at Kaden as if Kaden was expected to respond. He did so, nodding.

“Yes, Rokuro. What are we doing here?” Kaden knew of course, but if they were going to become lovers, he wanted to hear it. He at least wanted to be sure of what was about to happen. He wanted to be this man’s lover more than anything he had felt in a very long time.

“I will show you how to give up control, Kaden.” Kaden’s heart thrilled with the sound of his name on this amazing man’s lips. Rokuro reached for him and, as Kaden was drawn into his strong arms, he once again thrilled at being held by the larger man. His lips were covered and Rokuro began to ply him with kisses deepening them little by little, very slowly building his need simply by the way he drew him in. The Dom’s scent once again surrounded him, along with the muscled chest which touched his own and as Rokuro’s insistent mouth gently demanded entry, Kaden relaxed and opened, finding delight as the man’s warm wet tongue tangled slowly with his own.

Kaden’s previous encounters had never been meant to arouse; he’d always been after only one thing and that was the finish line. The gentle, yet forceful kisses with this man were meant to arouse, entice and intrigue him. And Kaden was more than a little aroused, enticed and intrigued. The urge rose in him to take charge of the encounter and lead things along a little faster to their ultimate conclusion but he couldn’t help but give over control to Rokuro and he had no idea why; he wanted to find out more than anything he had ever done. 

Leather from head to boot!

Good Boy! Good boy...

A spiky bulge!

Tats and straps!

Today, NP is happy to have bears in the house!

A bear at rest

Hot lovin' with a bear cowboy... from "A Very Good Year"

“I wasn’t sure Mav,” Dmitri began. “I mean, I thought maybe there was something there but I wasn’t sure.” He looked up into the light blue eyes that sparkled in the moonlight.

“Humph,” Maverick said. “Didn’t want you to. Don’t tell no one Dmitri. Dangerous round here.”

With those few words, Dmitri figured out a lot about Clementine Maverick Walker. He nodded. “I understand Mav.”

Mav looked at him again, reaching up and cupping the side of his jaw as he brushed a calloused thumb over Dmitri’s lower lip. “You gonna call me Mav now Dmitri? Don’t let no one do it but the boss.”

Dmitri nodded. He’d avoided calling him by name until now. He didn’t think he looked much like a Clem and he’d heard others, just like Jenny said, calling him Maverick, behind his back. “It suits you.” He grinned up at the newly dubbed Maverick. “As long as you promise not to kick my ass.”

The cowboy grinned. “I can think of a lot of other things I’d rather be doin’ with that fine ass Dmitri.” He pulled him closer and dropped his face, covering Dmitri’s lips with his own in a languorous breath stealing kiss. After a few minutes, he pulled away. “God damn Dmitri, you make me lose all my senses.” He stepped back, relaxing his arms as he pulled away. Dmitri pushed away from the tree only then realizing that he had scratchy bark poking into his back.

Maverick turned to walk back to the path and Dmitri stopped him with a hand on his forearm. “Mav, don’t take this the wrong way…,” he began.

Maverick schooled his expression. He folded his arms across his chest and scowled at Dmitri.

“It has nothing to do with you Mav. It’s…” he hesitated. It’s me. The fucked up victim of a pedophile who is scarred for life; a man so deeply and irreparably damaged inside and out that he will never be able to have a normal relationship with a man, a sorry excuse for a human being. “I… I don’t do relationships real well Mav.”

Maverick looked at him and smirked. “Sure. I get it.” He turned to leave. Dmitri stopped him again with a tug on the sleeve.

“No you don’t but that’s okay.” A shudder passed through Dmitri. “I just wanted you to know it’s not you.”

                                                                      ***

Fuck buddies, fine. If that’s what Dmitri wanted, Maverick was down with it. He liked sex as much as the next guy and Dmitri sure was the whole package. It was too bad that he didn’t want more but, anyway, it was what it was. You took what you could get when you could get it right?

“It’s all good Dmitri. I’m not looking for wine and roses,” Maverick snorted. “A good hard fuck is more my style anyway. You okay with that?” Maverick cracked a half smile and reached for Dmitri again.

Love the wedding band!

That sexy look. I love it!

Sexy cop bears!

Seriously hairy bears!

Master R from "Kaden" Master's Boys (Book Three) The fictional Rokuro Taguchi Shibari rope master!