**Updated 6/4/2016**
March 1, 2015
Hot August Comes is my first new release of 2015. Hot August Comes is one of those stories where I got the idea and it wouldn't leave me in peace. I needed to finish some other projects, both writing and in my personal life, but the story whispered at me. The only thing to do was drop everything else and write the story. That's the way it is sometimes in the writing life. I hope you'll enjoy Hot August Comes.
KC
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HOT AUGUST COMES
Leo Corbin shook the dust of Westfall off his shoes to
pursue opportunities among the bright city lights. When his mother suddenly
dies, Leo returns home to settle her estate. His grief at her passing quickly
turns to shock at what she left behind and rekindles old questions about the
identity of his father.
Harrison Wade stuck by his father to help run the family
farm. Life for a gay man in Westfall has limitations, but Harrison knows how to
make the best of them. When Leo Corbin returns to town, Harrison’s quiet
existence tilts. Leo is the guy who put an end to the high school bullying
Harrison endured so many years ago. Harrison quickly discovers his old boyhood
crush on Leo has matured into an adult attraction.
As the mercury rises, Harrison and Leo’s friendly
buddy arrangement heats up. When hot August comes to Westfall, they discover
home is more than where a man hangs his hat. It’s where he gives his heart.
EXCERPT:
Harrison slid off the bench to
kneel in front of Leo. He ran his hands up the inside of Leo’s thighs to coax
him to spread his knees. Harrison unzipped Leo’s pants and slipped his hand
inside the fly to stroke Leo’s cock. Leo stretched and unbuttoned his trousers.
He lifted his ass and pushed his pants and briefs down to his ankles. His heavy
erection jutted straight at Harrison. He wished he could get a better look, but
it was too dark. He fisted Leo’s shaft and slowly stroked.
About eight inches. Cut. Sufficient
girth. Harrison judged Leo’s dick to be perfectly proportioned to his body, not
that it mattered to him. A guy had what a guy had to work with and that was
that. It probably made Leo happy about his endowment, though. Harrison smiled
up at him.
“Nice cock, Leo. Not too big, not
too small.”
Leo grinned. “I’ve found it to be
just right. It gets the job done.”
“I’ll just bet it does.” Harrison
pulled Leo in for another kiss.
Leo’s tongue licked over his as his
hand covered Harrison’s and urged his fingers to a different position. Harrison
surged upward as Leo pushed him down and back but they both ended up on the
ground with Leo on top. Leo flexed his hips against Harrison, which prompted
him to end the kiss.
“Not in the dirt, Leo. I don’t
think it’s right.”
“It’s fine, Harrison.” Leo claimed
his mouth again. Harrison met him in the kiss, teasing and nibbling on Leo’s
lips until Leo rolled off him. “You got a better idea?”
“Yeah, city boy. I do. Wait here.”
Harrison got to his feet and shoved his hand down the front of his jeans to
adjust his rigid dick to a more comfortable position. Leo snickered at him.
“Oh, let me fix that for you.”
“Three minutes and it’s all yours.”
Harrison stepped over to his truck and flipped the seat forward. Damn, he hoped
this thing still worked. He sensed Leo at his back.
“What the fuck is in the duffel,
Harrison?”
“Air mattress.” Harrison tossed the
mattress into the bed of the pickup, connected the fitting to the little pump,
and plugged the pump into the cigarette lighter. “Press the button on the pump,
Leo.”
A hum filled the air. Leo rubbed
his ass cheek. “It’s working and I’m getting naked.”
Harrison thought that was a
splendid idea. He walked around the pickup and opened the tailgate so he could
give the air mattress a good yank to position it. Leo was busy draping his
clothes over the side of the truck bed so Harrison hurried to catch up. The
pump cut off and he closed the valve and disconnected the pump. Leo was already
flat on his back on the mattress staring at the stars. In the dim light his
dick looked dark against his paler abdomen.
Naked, Harrison hopped onto the
tailgate and crawled up beside Leo. He rocked back on his knees and fondled his
balls to ease the tightness.
“Now, where were we?”
Leo lifted his hand with his
fingers curled, and made a rapid stroking motion. “Hand job, I think. Simple
stuff.”
Harrison had hoped for a blowjob
but trading hands was likely the better idea. And he could still get a quick
taste of the man. He curled over Leo and licked his cock from tip to base. Leo
moaned and said a breathy “yes,” but Harrison stretched out beside him.
He almost didn’t want to kiss Leo
again and get zapped by the weird electricity that arced between them when
their lips touched. What the hell was that, anyway? Pheromones? Harrison
shivered.
He’d read about those and they
could trick a man. He wasn’t about to fall prey to them. They were both going
to get their rocks off and move on. Leo would be gone in a few days. End of
story. Harrison rolled to face Leo and kissed the top of the man’s shoulder.
Leo shifted onto his side and wrapped his fingers around Harrison’s hard-on.
Harrison slipped his thigh between
Leo’s as Leo rested his knee on Harrison’s hip. He pressed his palm to Leo’s
belly and caressed his way down to Leo’s firm sac. In response, Leo leaned in
and kissed him.
Harrison forgot to breathe for a
moment. They inched closer, chest-to-chest, leaving just enough room to
maintain a good rhythm on each other. What they did to each other was simple
and familiar but more exciting being done by another hand.
HOT AUGUST COMES
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