Hello Everyone 🙂
If you’re coming here from my old blog, you’ll have already heard this, but anyway…
Hard at Work is available now!
It’s a Male/Male, BDSM short story being published by Resplendence Publishing.
Here’s the blurb:
Jake likes to think he’s a nice guy. He’s a kind and considerate boyfriend. He’s a firm but fair dom. He doesn’t let himself get stressed out without good cause.
But every guy has his breaking point. Jake’s been hiding an inappropriate erection from his boss for the last three hours. Enough is enough. It’s all Jake’s boyfriend, Danny’s, fault. Danny better have a good explanation, because Jake wants to hear it—right now!
And here’s a quick taster:
“Are you trying to get me fired?”
As Danny walked past the supply closet, Jake grabbed hold of his arm and tugged him inside.
Jake slammed the door and pushed his boyfriend up against it. “I said, are you trying to get me fired?”
“Of course not!” Danny blinked at him. He looked so bloody innocent—it was the final straw.
“So why are you sending me dick pics at work?” Jake demanded.
Danny opened and closed his mouth, but no words emerged.
That wasn’t a problem. Jake had enough words for both of them. Words like: “I’ve spent the last three hours trying to hide an erection from our boss.”
“I…um…” Danny looked everywhere apart from at Jake. He was paler than usual, but a faint color now rushed to his cheeks. He mumbled something too quietly for Jake to hear. The only word Jake caught was anniversary.
For a moment, guilt pushed everything else out of Jake’s head. Bloody hell. He’d completely forgotten their very first anniversary. Then, to top it all off, he’d—
“No. Wait.” Jake shook his head as he worked it out. “That’s not right. We started dating in July. It’s May. Our anniversary isn’t for another two months. I didn’t forget it.”
“Not our anniversary—your anniversary of working here,” Danny said. “It’s been a year since you joined the team.”
Jake ran over the dates. It sounded about right. “And this explains why you’ve been sending me naked selfies all day?”
Danny nodded. He shifted his weight from foot to foot, as if desperate to give in to his usual habit of pacing while nervous. Jake was in no mood to be indulgent. He kept Danny pressed firmly against the door.
“I’m really glad you came to work here,” Danny blurted out.