With plenty of varied man-on-man action and stunningly erotic themes these stories will provide a memorable feast of quality fiction that demonstrate, when a man loves a man, anything can happen!
Stand By Your Man by Michael Bracken
A private eye learns what it’s like to want someone so bad he doesn’t care about the consequences when he falls for his latest client, a wheat-blond graduate student recently dumped by the English professor with whom he was cohabitating.
Tumble Dry by Heidi Champa
Sometimes only dirty, filthy sex will do. After a long and dirty day, that’s what Jake wants from Kevin. And, he’s not going to stop until he gets it. Kevin is happy to comply, even if it means spending extra time finishing the laundry.
Tour Fling by Mary Borselino
Ben’s band is the hot new thing on the line up for this summer’s national tour of festival shows. And with festival tours come tour flings: sweet little love affairs in bus bunk-beds and stolen backstage kisses. In Louis, Ben thinks he might have found his perfect tour fling – will a stolen afternoon at the beach prove him right?
Halfway up the Stairs by Josephine Myles
When Charlie wakes up alone and remembers arguing with his boyfriend the night before, it seems like nothing will resolve the situation. Josh wants them to move, but Charlie is too attached to the house. It’s not just all the work he’s put into it, though, it’s all the memories. One memory in particular, of standing hidden halfway up the stairs, watching and wanting...
A Brush with the Law by J Manx
When a friend asks Michael to assist with a presentation at a police training session he instinctively declines. After all, he’s never had any dealings with the police and his presentation skills leave a lot to be desired. However, his friend’s persistence pays off, which is fortunate for Michael as there is a rather attractive police sergeant in the audience.
These stories have also been published in When A Man Love a Man ISBN 9781907761638
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About the Author
English through and through, Josephine Myles is addicted to tea and busy cultivating a reputation for eccentricity. She writes gay erotica and romance, but finds the erotica keeps cuddling up to the romance, and the romance keeps corrupting the erotica. Jo blames her rebellious muse but he never listens to her anyway, no matter how much she threatens him with a big stick. She’s beginning to suspect he enjoys it.
Jo is a member of the Romantic Novelists Association and publishes regularly with Samhain. She’s one of the organising team behind the UK Meet, an annual event celebrating GLBTQ fiction. She has also been known to edit anthologies and self-publish on occasion.
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My client had been practicing Tai Chi before I interrupted him, and he wore only white gauze pants – loose, comfortable, and so diaphanous in the hot Texas sun that I knew he wore nothing beneath them. His smoothly shaved chest glistened with a perspiration sheen and his muscles flowed under his sun-bronzed skin with a fluid grace as he closed the distance between us.
Jeremy carried two tumblers half full of Jack rocks, placed one on the patio table before me, and settled into the chair opposite mine. Then he leaned forward. Piercing blue eyes captured my attention, just as they had the day we’d first met in my office downtown. He wore his wheat-blond hair long, parted in the centre, and tucked behind his ears. A lock of hair slipped from behind his left ear and curled around the corner of his mouth, like a close parenthesis to the sensual expression of his full lips.
‘He doesn’t love me any more,’ my client said. ‘I’m not sure he ever did.’
I sipped from my tumbler, the Jack burning its way down the back of my throat. ‘Do you love him?’
Jeremy looked away, his gaze taking in the neatly manicured lawn, the blooming bluebonnets growing along the back fence, and the new Lexus parked in the rear drive. He returned his attention to me, wet his lips with the tip of his tongue, and said, ‘I love this.’
I felt my body react to my client’s presence, the crotch of my pants growing uncomfortably tight, sweat beading on my upper lip, and my pulse quickening. I took another sip from the tumbler. The ice had nearly melted and the Jack felt warm in my throat, warmer still when it reached the pit of my stomach. I hadn’t eaten since the previous night, and then only a bean burrito I had left over from the day before.
My client watched my face and waited.
Most Helpful Customer Reviews
This was 44 pages. Each of the stories were really short and basicly contained one sex scene. The first story I thought was weird and didn't rally liked it. The stories were too short to really get into. Some of the stories I would have liked full stories. This wasn't really my thing but it could be someone elses. The writting was decent.