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Coming soon, Sam, the Man

 Sam, the Man
by Jude Mason
Coming August, to Total E-Bound
Genre: m/m, erotic romance/ mild D/s 

When Gregg Jackson’s wife passes away after a prolonged illness, can the care giving, flamboyantly gay, Sam Nicholson, convince him that being a bad boy is a good thing?


Sammy Nicholson's day job done, he heads home. Sammy's a flaming gay man who goes out of his way to show off his swishy walk and his penchant for wildly flamboyant clothing. In his free time, what there is of it, he volunteers for the local hospice foundation, which is where he meets Jean and Greg Jackson. Sparks fly between the two men, and while Sammy is reluctant to allow things to go too far, Greg needs comforting.
Guilt and remorse may crush the love growing between them. Will Sammy be able to discover a way to win the luscious Greg over?


“No, Sir.” Greg tore his gaze from Sammy’s crotch, his hands going to his belt buckle. He quickly unfastened it, then the button and zipper holding up his Levis. The front gaped, allowing Sammy to see the white band of the man’s underpants. “Sammy, Sir, I’ve never done this before. Nothing like this, ever. Would you control me? Sexually?”

Sammy cocked his head and smiled. “Explain.” 

Greg’s face grew even redder as he spoke. “I don’t understand it completely. I’m not gay, or didn’t think I was, until I met you, Sir. You make me feel…different, special somehow. I want to please you. I want you to tell me how I can do that.”

Heart beating a mile a minute, Sammy was elated. “You can begin by removing your jeans.” For a dozen heartbeats, Sammy thought Greg might object, or he’d asked too much of the man. It was only when Greg slid his thumbs into the waistband that he was sure he’d said the right thing. He waited a few more seconds, until the snug material hugged the middle of the firm glutes, then he said, “Stop, right there.”

“What…” Greg’s mouth sagged open, and his eyes widened.

Sammy chuckled but didn’t keep the man waiting. Twirling his finger in the air, he said, “Turn around.”

Mouth still hanging open, Greg slowly shuffled about until his partially covered bum faced Sammy. Ever so slowly, he worked his jeans down over his bottom. Pushing them lower, he wriggled his arse and bent forwards. 

Sammy thought he might swoon as Greg’s bottom came into view. Smooth-fleshed and muscular, it was a sight to behold. A tiny sprinkling of dark curls peeked out from the crack, and all he could think about was how it would feel against his belly or his face. His cock pulsed, and he gave it a healthy squeeze.

While Greg continued leaning forwards, Sammy unfastened his slacks and pushed them, along with his underpants, down. The cool air on his balls made the skin tighten, and Sammy tugged at the bottom of the sac. By the time he settled back in his seat, Greg had his jeans around his ankles. 

Sammy’s mouth went dry. The deep cleft of the man’s buttocks was less than a foot from him. A light covering of hair along the crease drew his attention. When Greg struggled out of his jeans, his thighs parted...

And for more, you'll have to be patient. Sam, the Man will be available Aug 29th at TEB

1 comment:

Lisabet Sarai said...

Whooee, Jude!

This sounds steamy! I love the title, too!

Good luck with it!