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I think most of my books have a tub scene or a shower scene—even when the guys have nothing more than an old washtub in a shack. Even in my “Dawn of Ireland” books, when tubs were unheard of, one MC was able to cobble together a passable tub out of an old barrel. Another man diverted part of a nearby river to form a kind of indoor wash-place. More on Gristle later…

2 men inatub copyYes, cleanliness is verrrrry important.

I put a douche scene in another book, The Chase. This one from The Kilt Complex is similar, except that Rory finds a way to use the device twice.

This small scene takes place before Rory Drummond and Alex Dominguez have to dress and leave to follow a clue in the case of the wandering wolfhound …

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What Rory liked most about his olympic-sized bathroom was the tub—the eighth wonder of his world wrought in marble and brass. After Alex had found the collar, and they’d scanned the newspaper sites of every news outlet in Angus … after Iain had made an afternoon appointment with the vet … both of them had retreated wordlessly to the custom-made bathroom.

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The tub was centered on marble tile which sloped gently to a drain underneath. With no need for a curtain or door, they could shower en plein air, as it were, their wet glistening bodies plastered together while they lathered each other. Or just about any other activity they decided to indulge in, from mutual douching to dedicated sucking and fondling—and everything in between.

“I loved it last night.” He had his mouth and tongue in Alex’s shapely ear while his lover playfully tried to wrestle out of his muscular embrace.

“Oh, yeah? Show me how much.”

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“Stand still, then, and spread your legs for me.”

“And if I refuse your cave-man tactics?”

“Then, lad—” he strong-armed Alex until he stood with his tight young ass pointing at his own primed cannon—“then you’ll just have to take the punishment, until I bloody say ‘when.’ Dammit, stand still.”

“Douche me first.”

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Alex stood with legs splayed, and Rory lifted the cock-shaped douche head from the cunning overhead fixture and soaped it first, and next the puckered mouth of the man’s anus. He knelt behind his lover. While one hand fondled his satin balls and cock, his other hand inserted a ballistic-plastic perforated dildo, inch by inch, into the long-memorized convolutions of his rectum, aiming for the sweetest spot of all.

He pushed and stroked, fondled and withdrew, almost at the point of orgasm just listening to Alejo’s words of encouragement, seeing the shivering movements of his ass, feeling the excited stiffness of his prick.

“Ah, Diós mio … Let it blow up my ass.”soapy bend over

“Say the word, Alejo.”

Uh, unh unh, now!”

He flicked the release on the douche head, letting a stiff stream of water shoot into the recesses of his lover’s butt, feeling the man’s entire body shake and the thick cum ooze between his fingers.

“In me, Rory, quick.”

He pulled the cock’s-head device from Alex and soaped it again, then stuffed it up his own anus. It took only a few seconds to pile his blood-gorged prick into his lover’s ready hole and push, letting the warm water shoot up his asshole while he fucked, his butt cheeks clamping the spurting device, his balls glutted to the point of explosion.

As he came, he gripped the muscled planes of the world’s sexiest ass and bellowed to the high ceiling. “Och! Och, love!”

Afterwards … after each of them had lathered and rinsed every inch of the other’s flushed body, after they’d toweled each other, kissed and fondled and murmured … they lay together for a while, a stolen few minutes before they had to rise and dress.

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“Alejo. It just gets better. How is that possible?”

“Shush. There’s a secret there, corazón. A mystery, maybe we both hold the key to. Just let it be, and who knows? The answer might come.”

The Kilt Complex: High crimes and sexy misdemeanors.

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Local kid Tony Grazzo, fresh out of college, comes back to Noble, Nevada for his mom’s funeral. One night he meets blue-eyed drifter Rick Hendrickson, and both their lives change forever. 

Tony, who has never had a gay encounter, finds that this man Rick is a keeper. Rick falls so hard for the handsome kid with an oversized, ah, mustache that he wants no one else the rest of his life.

What happens to make Rick leave, while Tony sits behind bars for a crime he didn’t commit? Can these two men reconcile, even while steel bars and the prison of anguished memories separate them?

So reads the promotion for my MM novel Noble, Nevada which made its debut from AmberAllure on Sunday, November 25. Here is an excerpt from about midway in the book, a scene where the two men are still experimenting with what makes the other feel good.

They undressed again, each standing across from each other at the sagging little bed. Tony thought he’d been drained last night, but now the semen seemed to be surging through his balls. He knew there was a viscous sheen on the tip of his cock. “Lay down, man. I got something to show you.”

Again, he found himself slipping into the easy speech he’d left behind when he’d left Noble. He no longer felt a need to sound like he was in a goddamn English class. He’d hone his language skills later, in a courtroom. He knew Rick wouldn’t judge him.

Rick stood on the other side of the bed and put one foot on the top, the same way he’d straddled the bar stool. Tony’s prick stirred when he saw his lover’s soft testicles hanging and his prick standing up. Rick was giving him a hard time, in more ways than one.

“You mean you want me to jump back into this sway-backed bed, Tone?”

Tony picked up the tube of K-Y gel. “Do it or I’ll put you there.”submit 290

“Don’t aggravate me, Tone. You’ll have to put me there.”

Tony walked right over the top of the bed. “Okay, man, you wanna pay the landlord for another bed, you go ahead and play hard to get.”

In one step, Tony had scaled the bed and jumped on Rick, keeping him in a chokehold while he wrestled him onto the bed. The bed moaned and caved. “Stop! Stop!” Rick was laughing. “Don’t break the goddamn thing. I yield!”

By now, Tony had his wrists pinned to the bed, and he was straddling the bigger man’s strong body.

“Then turn over, damn it, Rick. Turn over.”

He felt powerful. His cock felt like it weighed five pounds; it felt like a baseball bat. His balls were on fire, and Rick’s muscular chest was rising and falling under him. He didn’t know why it was so important to fuck Rick’s ass, but he wanted to show him how good it could be, how much he loved it where Rick had taken him last night. He didn’t want to be the “one on the bottom” all the time, and Rick needed to learn how he felt.

He lay across Rick’s chest and talked into his mouth. “C’mon, Rick. It’s all good. You won’t be any less a stud if you let me take you sometimes. Like now. I gotta have you right now.”

“Yes, I want to feel it, too.” He quieted suddenly and traced Tony’s mustache with his tongue. “Show me how it really feels, Tone. Make me come if you can.”

Noble, Nevada is available in ebook and print format:

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