Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Out Now ~ Taking Desire ~ Club Desire Book 6 #BDSM #Gay #Romance

Taking Desire by Megan Slayer  

Club Desire, book 6
Resplendence Publishing
Contemporary
BDSM, M/M, Anal Sex, Toys, Spanking, Bondage
Novella
Get your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we are discreet. Find your fantasy in the Club.
Two wounded souls in love, but is their love enough to go the distance?
Jake Charles knew the moment he met his dom that they’d have a future. Granted, they’re relationship consisted mostly of scenes and a few conversations, but he knows his heart. He’s in love with his dom and determined to do whatever it takes to prove his devotion to Master Tony.
Master Tony doesn’t deal well with deviation from his norm, but he’s staring down the barrel of a few massive changes. He’s in love with Jake, but will love be enough? Tony will have to worry about more than just himself—he’s now a father. Can this dom become the man he needs to be for his son and his sub or will he have to leave life at the club far behind?
Available now from:
Excerpt:
©Megan Slayer, 2014, All Rights Reserved
Jake made sure each playroom had the right toys or equipment for the night’s activities. He loved his job because it kept him close to Master Tony, but it also gave him space.
He checked the clock. Time to meet up with Master Tony. Per the master’s instructions, he removed his G-string. His master liked him in nothing more than his ass-less chaps and thick boots. Tonight, Master Tony had asked him to use a set of handcuffs and to walk through the main playroom.
Master Tony had sworn he’d only show off Jake in private, but lately, he’d become more territorial. Was he testing Jake? Jake wasn’t sure. He secured the cuffs around his wrists then locked the door to the Toy Box and wandered through the playroom.
He noticed a few new couples in the room. One of the women looked particularly spooked. She kept her hands folded and her head low. She appeared to watch the players but wasn’t participating. Was she shy? Scared? Uncomfortable?
He understood feeling uncomfortable. Before Master Tony, he wouldn’t have been so bold as to walk through the playroom. He’d have kept to himself in the Toy Box.
Thinking about Master Tony sent heat through his veins. He liked his dom. They hadn’t been together long, but they’d forged a fun time. Master Tony had lived up to his bargain he’d given him a temporary collar and served as Jake’s only master.  He’d been nothing but attentive to Jake’s needs and served him up with many sensual punishments. Jake snorted. From the beginning, Master Tony had sworn they wouldn’t have anything permanent. He hadn’t given an explanation, just the declaration they’d be temporary.
Jake could be replaced. His heart squeezed. Had he fallen for Tony? Maybe a little.
But freedom was good, too. If he found someone else, he didn’t have to stay with Master Tony. He could find his own way.
He liked doing things in his own fashion and time. Jake marched down the hallway to the elevator and pressed the buttons on the key pad. Master Tony didn’t seem to have a problem with his desire to be different. He’d never questioned Jake about his tattoos or asked Jake to hide them.
The doors finally, shut and Jake’s thoughts turned to his last boyfriend. Donovan hated tattoos and had expected Jake to keep them hidden. When he’d worn his lavender shirt, Donovan had a fit. The man refused to wear his sexuality out front—Jake showcased his desires.
The bell dinged for Master Tony’s floor and forced Jake to focus on his Master. He was there to please Master Tony, not to dredge up the past. Once he stood outside Master Tony’s door, he pressed the button.
“Enter,” Master Tony said from his side of the door.
Jake twisted the knob and made his way into his dom’s private space.
“There’s my boy.” Master Tony trailed his fingers down Jake’s cheek. “Do you wish to play?”
“I do, sir.” Oh man, did he want to play. He had so much pent-up tension he needed to relieve.
“Tell me your safe word.” Master Tony threaded his fingers into Jake’s hair and pulled. “Boy?”
“Eagle, sir, and I don’t want to use it.” Jake smiled. He looked Master Tony in the eye, knowing he’d earn a punishment. He hadn’t been spanked in a while and deserved to have his ass reddened.
“Cocky today.” Master Tony grabbed Jake’s cuffs and led him across the room. “Arms up.” He hooked the chain between the cuffs on a hanger above Jake’s head. “I like seeing you on display. Did you enjoy your stroll through the main playroom?”
“I did, sir.” Cool air wrapped around Jake. His nipples peaked, and his cock heated. The tingles started low in his belly and spread down his limbs. He gasped for breath. Although he kept his gaze low, through his peripheral vision he still saw Master Tony move across the room.
“You liked having other people look at your cock? Or did you feel shame?” Master Tony strode up to him and wrapped his fingers around Jake’s dick. “Who does this cock belong to?”
Jake shivered. “You, sir. My cock and the rest of me belongs to you.”




Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Out Now ~ Harvest Moon

Harvest Moon by Megan Slayer  

Moon Series, book 2
Also part of the Bleh! Turkey! Series
MLR Press
Contemporary, Paranormal, Holiday
Short Story
M/M, Anal Sex
What's a guy to do when the time to be with family is the time he dreads the most?


All Matt Green wants for Thanksgiving is to propose to his boyfriend in the most epic way he knows-in front of their families. There's only one catch. His boyfriend, Reed Jordan, doesn't do family gatherings. To be honest, Reed isn't wild about Thanksgiving, but he won't say why.

Matt's willing to do anything in order to get Reed to talk, but will it make the holiday perfect or or ruin all of Matt's plans? The Harvest Moon just might be the right omen to make everything all right.

Available now at:



EXCERPT:
©Megan Slayer, 2014, All Rights Reserved

Reed stood at the counter. He’d told his boyfriend he’d be home at three. The way things were looking, he’d be more than an hour late. Damn it.
Beside him, his co-worker, Jagger, rang up a female customer with a little girl. The woman had bought a couple of Thanksgiving books. The brightly colored turkey and leaves on the top book caught Reed’s attention.
Thanksgiving. He didn’t mind giving thanks for the good things in his life. He also didn’t mind the food. What he hated were the gatherings. He wished the need to bring family to one house was not the rule. Maybe he was losing his mind, but he hated the togetherness. He’d been able to dodge the holiday for the last ten years, but since he’d met Matt, he knew he wasn’t going to get around the festivities for much longer. Matt liked family functions and preferred big parties. Reed wasn’t even sure a big family party was possible.
He finished typing out a reply email to the customer in search of an out-of-print book. Thankfully, the store had the book. He sent the customer the expected price and shipping options. He glanced at his watch once more. Less than two days until Thanksgiving. The store would be open on Wednesday, but he wasn’t working. If the customer needed the book, he could wait until Friday.
The last time he and Matt had talked about the holiday, Matt’s sister, Emily and her boyfriend were supposed to be spending the day with them. He could handle that. He liked Matt’s sister and loved her son, Nattie. Still, he wanted a small dinner, not a gigantic situation. He sighed. At least with Em and Matt, he wasn’t going to have to deal with accusations.
“I’m off until Friday morning,” Reed said to Jagger. “If there is a crisis, call me, but try not to have a crisis.”
“That’s the plan.” Jagger grinned. “You can trust us. We won’t let you down. Now go, so Matt doesn’t think you got lost.”

“Deal.”


Monday, November 24, 2014

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback ~ Week Twelve


Hey! We won! Woo hoo!! I'm so glad. I wasn't sure they'd pull that one out. :-) 
For more fun and since we're still the leaders of the division...
here are the Honorable Mentions from last week: 

"All three of us in the booth."
Sounds like a hot time at the nudie bar.

"hammered on the line."
But well worth the time.

"whacks right into him."
And left a mess.

"forced the ball out."
Because of that mess when he was whacked into. 

Messy can be fun. Now on to those football funnies of the week.

"good pursuit"
Well, good. At least someone is being good. Good. :-P

"3rd and long happening way too much."
So the fourth one isn't as long?

"they've gotten better within the last two weeks--six sacks and lost of turnovers."
Well at least there was some turnover-ing. Someone was happy.

"just doesn't put enough air under it."
Maybe pressure is preferred.

"falls forward into the red zone."
Kinky.

"extensive package"
Well if he's the one that fell into that red zone, then someone--or two someones--are really happy.

And now for that Doozy of the Week. I love these. These are so much fun.  

"Fires deep."
They are trying to get pregnant. Too bad it's two guys, but they are having a great time practicing and succeeding at failing. Grin. 


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Since you're reading this, I'll bring this up. There's a Bengals player whose daughter was diagnosed with cancer. A portion of his jersey sales are being donated to the Cincinnati Children's Hospital to help with cancer research. It's a great cause. I've ordered mine. Want to know more?

Thank you!


Andy Dalton, #14, Quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals
By Melissa Batson (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0
 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], 
via Wikimedia Commons

Thursday, November 20, 2014

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback ~ Week Eleven


A win is a win and we'll take it. Woo hoo!!! Now for more fun!

Here are the Honorable Mentions from last week: 

"Not happy about that grab."
It was harsh, but he liked it. He's kidding.

"Spurts out."
Snicker.

"they are getting physically manhandled on the line."
Someone is overly enthusiastic.

"how undersized the receivers are."
It was teeny night. 

Messy can be fun. Now on to those football funnies of the week.

"body weight and lean"
Odd. Is this a qualification request?

"shrinked up for a loss."
Interesting since shrinked isn't even a word. Must've been cold.

"trying to connect with his tight end."
Aren't we all?

"covers as much ground--so fast and so tall."
 I want pictures.

"packing the box."
Kinky.

"got it up in the pocket."
Probably a good place to get it up.

And now for that Doozy of the Week. I love these. These are so much fun.  

"trying all they can to put more bodies in."
Sounds fun. Where are the sign-up sheets?


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Since you're reading this, I'll bring this up. There's a Bengals player whose daughter was diagnosed with cancer. A portion of his jersey sales are being donated to the Cincinnati Children's Hospital to help with cancer research. It's a great cause. I've ordered mine. Want to know more?

Thank you!


Andy Dalton, #14, Quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals
By Melissa Batson (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0
 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], 
via Wikimedia Commons

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback ~ Week Ten


Bummer. That was sad! But next week is another week. Sigh. 

Here are the Honorable Mentions from last week: 

"very active in this first half--trying to catch his breath."
Because he plays by the halves.

"Got with some pace."
Yes, because too fast or too slow isn't good--unless you want it to be.

"he pops the ball out."
Hmm. Out of what? I'm seeing a ball cage involved here. Am I wrong?

"first time they've given it away in 100 trips."
Usually it's for sale.

Messy can be fun. Now on to those football funnies of the week.

"try to get some penetration down the middle."
Whatever works.

"Stacked formation."
On top? Or side to side? Or both? A pyramid?

"primarily a slot receiver."
And she's proud.

"gotta make 'em miss if you want big returns."
I suppose this is right, but interestingly put.

"ball's gotta come out pretty quick."
Or someone won't get off.

And now for that Doozy of the Week. I love these. These are so much fun.  

"if he gets it up, it's an easy catch."
Snicker!!!


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Since you're reading this, I'll bring this up. There's a Bengals player whose daughter was diagnosed with cancer. A portion of his jersey sales are being donated to the Cincinnati Children's Hospital to help with cancer research. It's a great cause. I've ordered mine. Want to know more?

Thank you!


Andy Dalton, #14, Quarterback for the Cincinnati Bengals
By Melissa Batson (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0
 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], 
via Wikimedia Commons

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

A Visit from the Cover Faery!


This is for my upcoming short story from MLR Press, Harvest Moon, part of the Moon Series and the Bleh! Turkey series!

 What's a guy to do when the time to be with family is the time he dreads the most?
All Matt Green wants for Thanksgiving is to propose to his boyfriend in the most epic way he knows-in front of their families. There's only one catch. His boyfriend, Reed Jordan, doesn't do family gatherings. To be honest, Reed isn't wild about Thanksgiving, but he won't say why.

Matt's willing to do anything in order to get Reed to talk, but will it make the holiday perfect or or ruin all of Matt's plans? The Harvest Moon just might be the right omen to make everything all right.

Wednesday, November 5, 2014

Out Now ~ Needing Desire ~ A #ClubDesire #MMRomance #BDSM

Needing Desire by Megan Slayer  

A Beyond Club Desire Erotic Gem story
M/M, Anal Sex, BDSM, Toys, Spanking, Bondage
Short Story, Contemporary
Resplendence Publishing

Get your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we are discreet. Find your fantasy in the Club.

Lonely hearts will find a way to mend and grow, especially with cuffs involved.

Jake Charles rules the Toy Box room of Club Desire. Whatever toys the doms want, he supplies. He’s happy with his job, but wants more—especially with Master Tony. There’s only one catch. Master Tony hasn’t noticed him. When the Master comes calling for toys, Jake’s got to decide if he wants to keep his happy but lonely existence or put himself in Master Tony’s arms and gain the desire he desperately needs.

Anything is possible at Club Desire.

Available at Resplendence Publishing: http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/ 

Excerpt:
©Megan Slayer, 2014, All Rights Reserved
Jake made his way down the corridor. The thick carpet muffled his footsteps. The dim light made the deep blue paint on the walls seem softer, almost like velvet. He stopped in front of Master Tony’s door. Being in the blue corridor meant the dom had been at the club awhile and had earned a special room. Jake knocked on the door and waited.
“Come in,” Master Tony said from within the room.
Jake twisted the knob and opened the door. Master Tony’s space had been decked out with the same thick carpet and blue paint. “Here you are, sir. All the toys you’ve requested as well as the lube and rubbers.”
“On the table.” Master Tony stood beside the leather-upholstered table. Plastic had been stretched out under the furniture. He rocked on the balls of his feet, making the plastic crackle with each movement. “I assume you brought everything.”
“Yes, sir.” Jake left the tray on the table then stepped away from Master Tony. “Anything else, sir?”
“Yes. Do you wish to play?”
Jake wobbled on his feet. He couldn’t believe his ears. Master Tony wanted to know if he wished to play?  He hadn’t thought Master Tony was interested. The last thing he knew, Master Tony had a sub. Although Jake had been hurt before, he wanted to open his heart to the dom.
“I asked you a question.” Master Tony stepped up to Jake. He stood about five inches taller than Jake, but the difference seemed greater when they were next to each other. “Well?”
Jake’s heart hammered. He could say no and keep his situation uneventful or he could accept a chance to change his life for a few hours and submit to the man he craved.
Jake nodded then bowed his head. “Yes, sir. I’d like to play.”