Friday, April 1, 2011

A Hard Habit to Break - the Book

April 1, 2011
A to Z Blogging Challenge

Day 1 - A

Most writers set up a personal blog to promote his/her work, and as a way to reach the reader on a more personal level. Publishers have blogs, forums, chat lists, etc., but each publisher has strict rules regarding those venues. A personal blog affords the author the freedom express themselves from A to Z.

I'm kicking off the A to Z Blogging Challenge month with a promo. You'll see a few of those during the month of April. Approximately one-fourth of the entries will be promo, which means you get seventy-five percent personal stuff. Not a bad mix from where I sit.

So here we go! As I head out the door to finish out the work week, I leave you with something from A Hard Habit to Break to warm this chilly spring morning. Read yesterday's blog for a little more about why I blog. Have a great day! - KC

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As the reigning stud of the local gay club scene, every guy in the county knows Travis Templeton, and vies for his attention. Travis wears his crown lightly, careful not to break any hearts. He knows what it’s like to really love someone who doesn’t love you back-at least, not in the way you want.

Heath Kelley made the biggest mistake of his life the night before his best friend Travis left for college. One small action snowballed into years of silent misunderstanding and empty distance. When Heath accepts a transfer that sends him to his hometown, he doesn’t know Travis has moved back home, too. It doesn’t take long for the men to reconnect.

Admitting they never stopped thinking of each other as “best friends” is easy. Forgiveness of past sins is easy, but confessing their secrets comes harder. When Heath discovers the truth about Travis’ private life, the newly repaired bonds of friendship are stretched taut.

It’s time for Travis to choose – the love of his best friend, or a life of being second best.


“How much time do you need? A day? A week? How much time have we already wasted? I don’t need more time. I need you.”

My knees went weak as gooseflesh shivered across my backside. My cock hardened, eager to lead me to mistakes I knew I’d never regret. Travis’ arms tightened around me as he drew me to him. His hoarse voice was low in my ear as his erection pressed to mine. Soft lips caressed my neck and left me unable to think, or breathe, or believe.

“Tell me, Heath. Say the words.”

I wrapped my arms around him and whispered in his ear, amazed I could force the words out. “I need you, Travis. I always will.”

We stood in the middle of his brightly painted kitchen, clinging to each other like two drowning men who’d suddenly found a rock to hold. I was aroused, but infused with a great calmness. My thoughts raced, yet everything was clear, all doubts stripped away. I would stay in his arms until we fell from exhaustion if he’d let me.

His lips were on my cheek, soft and seeking. I turned my head, and his mouth found mine, suddenly hot and searing. I licked his lips and they opened, his tongue stroking into mine with barely leashed hunger. My ass collided with the edge of the counter as his pelvis arced into mine. Back and forth, we tasted and tested, leading only to relinquish control so we could seize it again.

My body ached with need, my cock full and pounding in tandem with my heart. I’d never let a man have me—I’d always topped—but now I wanted to do something different. Something more, that I would only ever give him. I slipped my hand between us and slowly pulled down his zipper. Travis shifted his weight and the next thing I knew, I was on the floor beneath him, and we both went a little wild.

None of my fantasies had prepared me for the reality of finally touching him. I fought his efforts to get his T-shirt off, wanting the same thing. I had to give up and let him do it, then his hands were against my skin. My shirt sailed over my head, and we were bare chest to bare chest.

The tiles were cool under my sweating back. I wanted to wrap my fingers around his erection, stroke his shaft and feel the silky foreskin glide over his glans. I’d always envied him that he was intact and wondered just what I was missing without a foreskin. I yanked at the snap on his jeans and it gave way as his hand pushed my pants and underwear off my hip.

Freed of the constraining denim, my cock rose into his warm hand. His breath was warm on my skin an instant before his teeth scraped my nipple. A wet swipe of his tongue soothed the spot, then he suckled at me, pulling a long, low moan from my very soul. He wiggled his hips, and his cock finally sprang free of his jeans and into my hand.

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Unknown said...

Whoa! A very steamy start to the challenge indeed. You have such a way with sex scenes because you keep them very real with characters noticing different, normal things. Good luck and I can't wait to see what else you have for the rest of A to Z.

KC Kendricks said...

I wanted to make sure everyone was awake this morning :)