Double Trouble: Chapter 11

Wednesday Briefs

Darrin and Mitch get a few minutes alone. For more free flash reading check out the list of authors at the bottom of this post.

Chapter 11

Mitch untied the towel from around his waist and started drying himself while Darrin finished his shower. Mitch chuckled as he recalled today. “Danny is going to make Trent pay for his raising.”

Darrin turned off the water and opened the curtain. As he grabbed one of the towels to dry himself, Mitch stepped close and ran the towel he had over Darrin.

“Umm, feels good,” Darrin said. “And yes, Danny is going to give Trent holy hell. He’ll need to be reminded what he was like when he arrived at the ranch. But the kids don’t need to know his background.”

Mitch swiped the towel over Darrin’s neck then leaned in, kissed his ear and nibbled at it. Darrin chuckled and turned in Mitch’s arms. “What you are you trying to get started.”

Mitch ran his hands down Darrin’s back, grabbed his butt cheeks and pulled them tight against each other. “If you can’t tell what I’m doing then one of us is getting to be an old fart…and it ain’t me.”

Darrin thrusted forward, bouncing their hardening cocks against each other. “Oh? Well I’m not the old one, but if you don’t want grandchildren pounding on the door, we better not fuck around.”

Mitch leaned and and bit down on the base of Darrin’s neck and then sucked on it for a few moments. “Fucking is exactly what I had in mind.”

Darrin ran his hands over Mitch’s hairy chest and rolled his hard nipples between his fingers. Their hips ground against each other with sparks of pleasure traveling through Mitch. They kissed and he ran his hands over Darrin’s body. His hand slipped low, sliding it up and down the crack of Mitch’s ass until he found what he was looking for.

He pried the hard globes of Mitch’s ass apart and wiggled the tip of his finger inside. Mitch’s head dropped against Darrin’s chest and he sighed softly. “Oh yeah, that’s what grandpa needs.”

Darrin started laughing. “I refuse to make out with someone calling themselves grandpa, and no, Daddy won’t work either.”

Mitch grabbed Darrin’s head and mashed their lips against each other in a hard passionate kiss. Both men were panting when they separated a few moments later.

Without a word Darrin took Mitch by the hand and led him to the bed. He wrapped his arms around Mitch and pulled them tight against each other. He trapped Mitch’s face and kissed him hard. Mitch slipped his hands down Darrin’s back and squeezed the cheeks of his butt. Darrin grabbed Mitch’s ass. He loved the feeling of Darrin’s fingers digging into his hairy ass cheeks.

“You like that butt?”

Darrin sank his teeth into Mitch’s neck and bit down. Pain and pleasure raced through his body. He grabbed Darrin and fell backward onto the bed. He ran his hands over Darrin, locking his heels behind Darrin’s meaty thighs. Mitch moaned as Darrin sucked and bit on his neck again.

Mitch reached up and slapped Darrin on the ass. “You give me a hickey and I’ll get even.”

Darrin chuckled and ground their crotches against each other. “You really want me to stop?”

Mitch sighed and thrust up toward Darrin. “Hell, no! But if you fuck around and I don’t get what I want before everyone gets back…it won’t be good.”

Darrin pinned Mitch’s hands above his head and started chewing on his nipple. “Ah, hell. Yeah, that’s good.”

Mitch’s eyes rolled back as Darrin teased his chest. Darrin pinned one of Mitch’s arms above his head and started eating out his arm pit. Mitch enjoyed the texture of Darrin’s hot tongue against his pit. A low groan rolled from his lips and he flipped them over.

“Too late. My turn now.”

Mitch gave Darrin a kiss, then trotted over to their suitcase and dug until he found the small bottle of lube he’d packed in case they had the opportunity for a little fun. He walked back over to Darrin and crawled between his legs. He squeezed some of the liquid into Darrin’s crack and started working his fingers through it. He quickly found Darrin’s slick opening and slid two fingers inside.

“Ah, shit! Easy. It’s been awhile.”

Mitch leaned in and kissed Darrin. “And who’s fault is that, Professor?”

Mitch’s fingers bounced against Darrin’s sweet spot. “Oh, fuck. Mine, okay? My fault. Damn place is a soul suck.”

“That’s right. Now shut up and enjoy. ‘Cause I plan to.” Mitch ran a thick line of gel down the top of his hard cock and stroked it once. He grabbed Darrin’s thighs and pushed them toward his chest.

He pressed his cock against Darrin, finding what he was looking for and pressed forward. In slow starts and stops, Mitch pushed deeper and deeper until his crotch ground against Darrin’s butt. He’d been teasing Darrin, he knew the job was taking all his time right now, but it had been awhile. Mitch knew he wouldn’t last long.

“Ah, shit. That’s it. Fuck me.”

Mitch pulled back and then buried himself inside Darrin. His pace picked up quickly as he started slamming himself into Darrin. He grabbed his cock and stroked it while Mitch pounded his butt.

Too soon Mitch felt the wonderful pressure start, marking the beginning of his orgasm. He pounded Darrin until his thrusts dissolved into a ragged dance as he emptied weeks of come into Darrin.

As Mitch began to come down from his euphoria, the first scalding line of white splashed across his chest. He pumped his softening cock into Darrin as he shot again and again, coating them both. Darrin’s thrashing body started to slow until he collapsed against the bed.

“Shit, that was so good.” Darrin lay panting.

Mitch kissed Darrin softly, lay on top of him and they both tried to calm their racing hearts. “It was fucking good.”

Suddenly pounding sounded on the door joining the two room and shrill voiced yelled out. “PaPa! Grampy! Whatcha doin’?”


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Double Trouble: Chapter 10

Wednesday Briefs

What a way to wake up. For more free flash reading check out the list of authors at the bottom of this post.


Chapter 10

Josh paused for a second as he walked into the shade of the cabana they’d rented for the day. The shade cast by the thatched roof seemed like the darkest cave after walking through the blazing Oklahoma sun. In spite of the fall season, the weekend had turned unseasonably warm.

He chuckled at the twins. Each of them had a lounge chair and were laid back watching him. The scene wouldn’t be nearly as humorous, if not for the fact both of them had dark sunglasses, with white frames. Glancing around, he found Trent and whistled.

“Hey! Trent! A little help here.”

The pink haired kid, Benji, jumped to his feet and took the top two pizza boxes.

“Here. Let me help,” Benji said.

I don’t know about this kid? No one is getting close to my kids unless they prove to me that they deserve my trust. He felt someone squeeze his arm and he found Trent standing beside him. A look passed between them and he shrugged, heeding Trent’s silent request to cut the kid some slack.

“Pizza!” The twins squealed as they dashed toward the food.

Josh is distracted as he gets food on a plate for the two apparently starving small kids. Danny insisted on pepperoni, and Josh let him have it. Even though he knew the youngster would probably have a stomach ache before the day was over. Sammy got a piece of the cheese pizza and settled back to eat contentedly.

Josh studied Benji for a minute, then shrugged. “You better get what you want. When the other three start eating it’ll be gone before you know what hit you.”

Benji smiled and slid two pieces onto one of the paper plates the snack shack had provided. He moved to one of the rattan chairs and started eating. Josh glanced over at Trent, and got a wink in reward.

“The rest of you are on your own. I’m not fixing your plates.”

Trent grumbled and rolled out of the low slung lounge chair he’d been sitting in. He walked over to Josh, gave him a kiss and then filled his plate with several different kinds of pizza. Josh followed behind him and settled onto the floor between Trent’s legs. He bit into his first piece as Danny talked around a mouth filled with pizza.

“I wanna ride the super slipper slide. Sammy and I wanna do that. So that’s first. The super fast slipper slide.”

Mitch reached over and patted Danny on the back. ‘I think we’re more in the kiddy section there, boss. I think you’re too small yet for the big rides.”

Danny puffed up like a frog and glared at Mitch. “PaPa, I is not little! I is big! I wanna ride the super slipper thing like the big boys. I’m not a baby, PaPa!”

Josh glanced at Trent and could tell Trent was thinking the same thing. That their son was about to have one hell of a melt down. He leaned forward and patted Danny on the leg.

“It’s the park rules, Danny. You are a big boy and we’re going to have a great time.”

Danny filled his lungs as the huge tears rolled down his face. “I not baby, Da! I don’t wanna play in the baby stuff.” With each word Danny got louder and louder.

Josh squatted in front of Danny and tapped him on the leg. “You are acting like a baby now, Danny. If you can’t be good then you and I will have to go back to the hotel and you can take a nap.”

Danny sobbed, making a stuttering noise as he struggled to hold his emotions in. Josh looked over at a soft rustling noise to find Sammy scooting out of her chair and climbing beside Danny. She held out the crust she had left to Danny. “Here. I have crust left and some ranch on the plate. I know you like it.”

Danny watched his twin closely before reaching out for the thick crust she offered. He ran it through the puddle of ranch dressing and then started to gnaw on it. He sniffled loudly and wiped his arm over his tear stained cheeks.

“Thanks, Sammy. It’s good.” He looked around before whispering loudly to his sister. “I not a baby, Sammy. I don’t wanna play just in the baby water things.”

Sammy patted his hand. “But I’ll have to be there too. And I want company. So we can play together. Okay?”

Danny crammed more of the crust into his mouth until his cheeks looked like a feeding chipmunk. He watched Sammy as he chewed slowly. “Okay, I play with you then. ‘Cause we’s twins. That’s why.”

Sammy took Danny by the hand and pulled him out of the chair. Then she turned to Josh. “Da, Danny and I are ready to go play.”

She took Josh’s hand and led both of them out of the cabana.

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Guest Post – Chris T. Kat

Publishing with different publishers

Jon, thank you very much for the opportunity to be a guest on your blog. eXtasy books published my new release, Unicorn Rescue, on August 16th.

Even though Unicorn Rescue is my 11th published book, it’s the first with eXtasy Books, and I’m very excited about it. Most of my stories are published with Dreamspinner Press, but I also have a short story with Torquere Press. A while ago, (almost a year, actually), I posted about how it felt to have a second publisher. If you’re interested, you can read it here:

Well, at the time I wrote Unicorn Rescue I knew it would only be a short story. Of course, it would’ve been possible to write a longer story (it’s fantasy, after all), but I wasn’t in the mood. Sometimes I enjoy writing shorter stories, and so that’s what I did. Which meant submitting to Dreamspinner Press was out of the question. Now what?

Sure, my first thought was to submit it to Torquere Press but then… I looked around some more to get a better feeling for what the various publishers wanted and whether they had minimum word requirements. During my search, eXtasy books popped up again and again. I’d read some books from this publisher, and from other authors I’d heard only positive things. What sold me on them was the great amount of paranormal books. Submitting Unicorn Rescue felt like the right thing to do.

The acceptance e-mail from eXtasy books was the fastest I’ve ever received—after only two days. Yep, you got it right. 🙂

Working with eXtasy books has been a good experience, and I’m happy to be with them. However, there’s this small but nagging voice inside my head, asking me whether it is appropriate to have three different publishers… I know, this voice is an annoying worrywart. 😉

I’ll ask the same questions I did about a year ago, because I’m still interested in hearing the various answers, so: How about you, dear readers, how do you feel about an author publishing with different publishers? Do you rather follow an author or do you keep an eye on the coming soon page of your favorite publisher?




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A search for missing unicorns reveals a Fate that Samuel has only dreamed of before.

When they first meet, Jordan takes Samuel’s breath away—but not in a good way. Jordan knocks Samuel, a gatekeeper from a world called Eden, flat on his ass. In Jordan’s defense, Samuel did freak him out, appearing out of thin air the way he did. Luckily, the appearance of the unicorns preempts a possible fight.

Relieved to have found Eden’s unicorns, Samuel is astonished that Jordan knows about them, despite the fact that their horns have been concealed by magic. Attempting to remove the halters that bind them, Samuel is rendered unconscious.

The question now is how to get the unicorns back to Eden, as well as solve the mystery of who has stolen them to begin with. But just maybe Samuel and Jordan need to deal with this attraction between them that seems to be growing by leaps and bounds. Are their feelings tied in with the mystery of the unicorns?




“What the fuck?” Samuel groaned. After locating the unicorns on Earth, he’d opened a gate at night and stepped through it, not expecting any trouble while retrieving the unicorns.

But something had gone wrong because he found himself sprawled on the soft grass, rubbing his aching jaw. The darkness around him wasn’t absolute—a sparse scattering of stars in the sky illuminated his surroundings. As he searched for his gate, he came up empty. There had been no time to stabilize it and, annoyed, he conceded that it probably had collapsed.

“Who are you? Or should I ask what are you?”

Samuel opened and closed his mouth several times, wondering whether he needed a healer or if an ice-pack would be sufficient. He sat up and observed the man who’d knocked him to the ground. The same man he’d seen in Selina’s crystal ball.

“I asked you a question!”

“Well, it would’ve been easier to ask your question first instead of knocking me out. Just a well-meant piece of advice for next time.” Samuel hauled himself to his feet and shook his head to clear it. His jaw would sport a wonderful bruise tomorrow if he didn’t do something about it. This guy sure had a powerful fist.

“I didn’t allow you to get up!”

Samuel fixed his gaze on the man, taking stock of him. He’d seemed small in the crystal ball but that didn’t have to mean anything. Still, even in real life he came across as small but lean, with bright blue eyes that looked rather huge in his finely chiseled face. Pretty. Really pretty.

“I’m talking to you!”

“You’re not talking, you’re screaming,” Samuel said. “Scared?”

“Why would I be scared of someone who stepped out of nothingness? Although it looked like some kind of opening, which is all kinds of weird and… and… who are you?”

“I’m Samuel, nice to meet you…?” Samuel smiled and extended his hand, knowing he’d surprised the other man with his casual manner.


“Hello, Jordan. Now, how about we start again? I think we got off on the wrong foot.” Samuel clasped Jordan’s trembling hand in his. “Don’t be afraid.”

“Afraid? No, no, I’m not. I mean, why would I be? It’s an everyday thing that people show up out of thin air. Haha! See? I’m not afraid.”

“Ah, yes, I noticed how not afraid you are.”



Chris T. Kat

Chris T. Kat lives in the middle of Europe, where she shares a house with her husband of many years and their two children. She stumbled upon the M/M genre by luck and was swiftly drawn into it. She divides her time between work, her family—which includes chasing after escaping horses and lugging around huge instruments such as a harp—and writing. She enjoys a variety of genres, such as mystery/suspense, paranormal, and romance. If there’s any spare time, she happily reads for hours, listens to audiobooks or does cross stitch.








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Chris is giving away two Unicorn Rescue coin purses to two lucky winners. The giveaway runs from August 13th to August 21st. All you have to do is to leave a comment on one of her stops. Please make sure to leave Chris an email addy to contact you. She’ll pick the winner on August 22nd.


The tour dates are here:

August 13th: Tempeste O’Riley

August 14th: The Blogger Girls

August 15h: Kimi Chan Experience

August 16th: Jon Keys

August 17th: Julie Lynn Hayes

August 18th: MA Church

August 19th: Tali Spencer

August 21st: Andrew Q. Gordon

Double Trouble: Chapter 9

Wednesday Briefs

What a way to wake up. For more free flash reading check out the list of authors at the bottom of this post.


Chapter 9

Mitch glanced up and choked back a laugh. The twins huddled around Benji like a display in a science museum.

“You two leave him alone. He’s still sleeping.”

Danny looked at Mitch with a thoughtful expression. “But he’s makin’ same noises as Meg after she’s been working’ cows all day. Why’s he makin’ da same noises, PaPa?”

About then Benji snorted and rolled, facing the couch he’d slept on last night. Sammy looked up with an equally serious expression. “See! Just like Meg.”

Mitch shooed them away from the sleeping youngster. “Leave him alone. He’s probably tired. And you two are not being very quiet.”

One of Benji’s eye’s fluttered open. He gave Mitch a small smile. “They’re fine. I was waking up anyway.”

Danny immediately climbed on Benji and started bouncing up and down. “Come swim wif us Benny. Daddy said we could swim in the hotel pond before we left.”

Benji looked at Mitch who grinned. “The hotel pool. We don’t have a lot of swimming pools back home. It could have been worse though, he could have called it a cement pond.” Mitch started to chuckle. Then he realized Benji’s expression was blank.

Mitch sighed and rolled his eyes. “I suppose that was long before your time.”

Benji gave a small shrug before turning back to Danny. “Sorry, little dude. I don’t have a swim suit. Besides, I think it’s time for me to leave.”

“Ahh,” Sammy said as she ran her hand through Benji’s pink hair. “You don’t have to go already do you?” She turned to Mitch. “Papa, Benji can stay and play with us. Can’t he?”

Mitch smiled at the scene then nodded toward Benji. “It’s up to him, we can take him home whenever he gets ready. We’re not leaving until tomorrow.”

“Come on Benny! You swim wif us. Daddy will get you a suit.” Danny leaned close to Benji’s ear and in his best whisper announced to the room. “You haffa wear suit. Cause Sammy is a girl and it ain’t nice for her to see your bits. So everyone wears suits.”

Mitch choked back a laugh when Danny rolled his eyes at all the adult rules. Once he had himself under control, he scrutinized Benji. “I think one of Trent’s suits would fit you. He’s really proud of that tiny waist of his and likes to wear the suits a little snug.”

Benji looked at Mitch and blushed slightly when he winked. He bobbed his head in agreement. “If Trent’s okay with that. Then I think it’d be fun. It’s just here at the hotel anyway.”

Mitch glanced at him and grinned. “Ahh, well not really. We were going to the water park. And spend the day.”

Benji’s gaze darted around the room. “Oh. Yeah. Sorry dude, but I can’t afford to do that. I’ll catch you some other time.”

Mitch rested his hand on Benji’s shoulder and squeezed lightly. “Relax. We’ll cover the entry. We owe you for riding all the rides yesterday with the kids.” He chuckled and jiggled the youngster’s shoulder. “Besides, who do you think we’re going to stick in the rides with the kids today?”

He looked at Mitch, then the two eager kids and shrugged. “I guess that would be okay. Sounds kinda fun.”

“Cool. Then let’s get you ready for a day at the water park.”

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Rekindling Chapter 1 – Free short story

Rekindling was originally written as a submission to an anthology with only the “good stuff”. So this was my response. The good stuff huh? Well Rekindling has a story, but let’s be honest. It’s mostly sex. If you’re looking for a more complete story, check out some of my other work. If you’re looking for a fun read, sit back and enjoy!

You can find chapter 1 on Literotica and Gay Authors.



Double Trouble: Chapter 8

Wednesday Briefs

Take a couple of three-year-olds to the fair, and see what happens.

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Chapter 8

Trent woke slowly at first and then jolted awake when Mitch’s face filled his vision. He moaned and grabbed the side of his face.

“That little shitass sucker punched me. I’m gonna drum his butt!”

Mitch tilted his hat back and squatted on his heels. “I don’t know what happened. I came back to check on you just in time to see you hit the dirt and that kid’s backside disappear into the crowd.”

Trent supported himself on this elbows as he glanced around at the people rushing for shelter from the rain. His head stopped spinning a minute or so later and was able to sit upright.

“You need some help up?” Mitch asked.

“If you’d just help me look for my dignity that would be great. It looks like I lost it around here somewhere.”

Mitch shrugged. “Lost mine plenty of times. Sometimes you find it, sometimes it comes crawling home months later. Don’t sweat it.”

Trent took Mitch’s offered hand and pulled himself to his feet as the clouds opened and sheets of rain poured from the sky.

“Nice, really nice.” Trent ran his hand over his back pocket. “Fucking hell! My wallets gone! Mother fucker! I’m going to pound that little shithead.”

Water poured off Mitch’s hat. Not that it mattered much since they were both drenched to the skin. “I don’t think you’re going to catch him now. You’re never going to find him with everyone trying to get away from the rain.”

Trent wiped his muddy hands across the back of his Wranglers. “I’m going to find him. I know about hiding places, too. Damn little shitass, I hate it when I trust someone and they crap all over me.”

Mitch’s expression left Trent with little doubt as to what he was thinking. “Knock it off. I wasn’t tripping down memory lane. I’m just saying I can find him.”

“Well how about I tag along just for shits and grins? You’re not going to find him, but it might be entertaining for me.”

Trent glared at Mitch. “Asshole.”

“Quite possibly.” Mitch grinned and down the sidewalk with his arm. “Everybody else is warm and dry in the truck and I’m already soaked. So what the hell.”

Trent stomped off down the walkway without a backward look at Mitch. He knew Mitch was probably right, but he had to try and get his wallet back. It wasn’t even the little bit of money he had inside it. It was the idea that he’d lowered his guard and been suckered into being robbed. Well, there was also the fact it was going to be a pain to replace all the stuff in it. Man! Pisses me off. When I find that little pink haired snot…

The rain continued to come down in buckets drenching the two of them. The midway was largely deserted as they stalked through the area. Most of the attractions were closed because of the weather. The storm intensified and the lightning that filled the sky was a fairly accurate reflection of Trent’s mood. The last of the outside exhibits and games closed when a bolt of lightning that left Trent’s ears ringing hit one of the fairground structures.

Even though it was early the barns and exhibit halls started closing their doors. As they scurried out of the last building, to have it closed behind them, Trent sighed in resignation. “Okay, I’m not going to be able to catch the little shit. There’s no body left out in this crap and I’m soaking wet.”

Mitch chuckled as rain came off his hat in a stream. “Yeah, I wouldn’t mind dry clothes, or at least a towel wrapped around me.”

Trent threw up his hands and started toward the parking lot at a fast walk.

“Hey! Hey wait!”

Trent froze in place. Surely that isn’t the kid.

“Hey! Trent!”

He felt a hand on his shoulder. “Let him talk. I don’t think he’d come back if he’d stole your wallet.”

I’ll be damned if I’m going to let him pull another one on me. But Trent waited, letting Benji catch up with them. Trent crossed his arms and glared at Benji.

“Yeah kid, what is it?”

Benji held out his hand, and Trent recognized his wallet. “I got your wallet back. Here.”

Trent’s arms relaxed and slipped down to his sides. “My wallet?”

Mitch took the wallet from Benji with a nod. He opened it and flipped through it. “Trent, looks like every things here.”

By this time Trent’s mouth hung open and he stared first at Mitch and then at Benji. After a few moments, Trent noticed the side of Benji’s face was bleeding. He stepped closer and Benji began to back away. After a second Trent realized the kid thought he was going to grab him. “Hey, kid. I’m not going to do anything. It looks like you’re bleeding though.”

Benji nodded and grinned slightly. “Yeah, I had to convince the guy who punched you that I needed your wallet more than he did.”

Mitch spoke up this time. “Benji. It’s miserable fucking weather. You can crash on the couch at the hotel tonight in our room. Tomorrow you can figure out what you want to do.”

Benji hesitated for a moment, then another bolt of lightning hit the fairgrounds and he shivered. “Okay, but just this one night.”



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