My Gay Zombie

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Coming soon to Amazon Kindle!

Blurb:

Jeremy has a major problem. He’s dead!

After a night of partying, Jeremy is awakened from his eternal slumber only to discover that he’s dead, or at least deadish. After meeting good guy, Randell on a dark and deserted road, the two guys quickly fall in lust with each other.

Jeremy is quickly discovering new things about himself such as his love of human brains. His urges cannot be controlled and when he realizes that Randell is endangered by being in his company, a decision must be made to protect him.

Excerpt:

Randell’s heart thumped hard inside his chest. That face and that body. Instantly, he became erect just as Jeremy walked into the living area. And now, thoughts of doing extremely naughty things with him coursed throughout his mind causing him to blush.

            Fumbling through his closet, he grabbed a pair of sleep pants along with a sweatshirt. It would do.

            “I’m chilled.”

            Randell jumped and turned to see Jeremy standing behind him.

            “I appear to have startled you this time. It’s becoming a habit…with us.” Jeremy sat on the edge of his bed.

            God, he was super sexy! “This should fit you and it’s warm.” His mind skittered once again to the naughties. “If you’re hungry, I can make something.”

            Jeremy nodded. “I am hungry, but it isn’t for food.”

            Silence.

            “Coffee? I know it always brings me around when I’m feeling slightly off, or a beer?”

            “Not what I have in mind.” Jeremy pulled the towel from around his waist.

            This had to be a dream, a delicious dream. And if it was? He sure as shit didn’t want to wake up.

****

Whatever had come over him, Jeremy didn’t know. Much like the hunger, right now all he wanted to do was fuck. Lust flowed throughout his body and with only one thing on his mind, he closed in on Randell.

            “Um, what are you doing?”

            “I saw the way you looked at me when I came from the shower. You had that look in your eyes, a look that told me so much with just one passing glance,” he replied, taking Jeremy’s hand and placing it on his chest against his ashen, cool flesh.

            The guy flushed crimson. “It’s just that--”

            “No need to explain.” He pressed one finger against Jeremy’s lips. “You saw something you liked and I have too. There’s no shame in that, contrary to what some others may say or think.”

            “It’s just that I’ve never done anything like this before.”

            “With another guy?” he asked, the thought of seducing a virgin, brought his excitement and horniness to a whole new level.

            “With anyone. I’m a virgin.”

            “But you like guys?”

            Randell nodded, taking in a deep breath. “Very much so.”

            Jeremy dropped to his knees, his cock rock hard, pointing upward. He unzipped Randell’s fly and reached in until he found what he desired, eight inches of thick, throbbing cock. Uncut. Bonus!

            “Sweet Jesus,” said Randell.

            “He has nothing to do with it,” replied Jeremy, looking up. He then opened his mouth and didn’t stop until he felt pubic hair rubbing against his nose.

            Like an animal driven by some unknown need to quench a lustful thirst, he sucked up and down, his goal to not only pleasure this guy, but also fulfill the urge within himself.

Just Upstairs Excerpt

My short story Just Upstairs is up on Kindle, and is coming to All Romance soon. Check out he blurb and an adult excerpt. Enjoy!

Blurb: Gay erotica writer, Simon Coldwell, gets more than he could have ever bargained for when his hot hunky upstairs neighbour shows up at his apartment door looking to borrow a cup of sugar, and a whole lot more.


[M/M, anal sex, BDSM, spanking]

Excerpt: Jeff glanced at his surroundings. The apartment was an exact duplicate of his upstairs.

This wasn’t the first time he’d seen Simon. The guy just didn’t know it. When he moved in a little over a week ago, he’d spotted Simon outside tossing trash into the nearby dumpster beside the parking area. Just the sight of that hot little ass wiggling under a pair of shorts had been enough to cause him to sport a hard on in less than a minute. He had a soft spot for guys like Simon; guys who were blond, slim and slightly nerdy. And while he didn’t do the bar scene, or even play the field that often, there was something about his downstairs neighbour that stirred not only his interest but his balls.

Simon had to be gay. He carried that vibe with him. Finally being in his presence and chatting with him, it was confirmed in Jeff’s mind. Asking to borrow sugar had been nothing more than a ruse to meet the cute little fucker face to face.

He took a couple steps further into the apartment and spotted a bookshelf jammed with books. He knelt down to examine their titles, his eyes tracing over each. Jesse’s Seduction, Explored by the Master, Andy Loves Anal, those were just a few of many that caught his attention, all written by S. A. Coldwell. Bingo!

“What are you doing?”

Jeff stood and turned to face Simon with one book in his hand. He raised one brow and opened it, but not before he held up the cover which showed two men kissing passionately. “I was checking out your books. I assume they’re written by you?”

Simon turned crimson. With one hand, he reached out to grab the book but Jeff held it out of reach.

“Look, I know you’re disgusted. So take your sugar and go.” He thrust the cup of sugar at Jeff.

“Who said I was disgusted? I didn’t.”

“Huh?” Simon looked confused, his cheeks still reddened. “I said it.”

“That doesn’t mean you’re right.” He scanned the open pages. Kissing, cocksucking, and jacking. “This is pretty hot stuff. You wrote this?”

“Yes.”



****



Simon thought he’d drop dead right there on the carpet when he returned from the kitchen to find Jeff holding one of his books.

“I like it,” said Jeff. “From the little I’ve managed to read, it’s interesting.” He knelt down and returned the book to its place. “Do you write from experience?” he asked, his eyes locked on Simon.

How was he to answer that? “Ah, no,” he replied. “It’s just stuff I think about.” He hadn’t had sex in months.

“So, if I was to tell you to drop to your knees right here and order you to suck my cock you’d do it? You’d consider it research?”

Was he for real? He licked his lips thinking about it as Jeff moved in closer. Now just inches apart, he had to fight to stop from hyperventilating, and the lump that formed in his throat didn’t help, nor did the throbbing coming from inside his boxers which had tented.

Jeff touched Simon’s side, the man’s hand moved up until it settled against his left cheek. “You’re so fucking soft,” he said. “And cute. I like guys like you. Do you like me, Simon?”

“I do.” It was quick to make that call, it was all happening so fast, but he did like him, a lot.

“I noticed the way you looked at me when I came inside. I noticed straight off when I walked through that door.” Jeff’s voice was softer, soothing.

Simon’s heart pounded inside his chest, and when he looked up at Jeff who towered over him by at least two inches, he felt small and somewhat helpless. He liked that feeling. “I think you’re sexy.” His heart was about to burst. He swallowed hard.

“Sexy?” Jeff laughed, his hands gripping the hem of Simon’s t-shirt, pulling it up and over his head. “I want to see all of you.”

Bare-chested, he felt insecure standing before Jeff. He wasn’t a gym bunny and compared to most men, he didn’t feel adequate in the muscle department. “I’m not built like you are,” he said.

Jeff’s hands roamed over his chest, and as he touched him, Simon’s nipples became erect. He felt more at ease being explored.

“You’re perfect as you are, Simon. Not everyone out there is into the buffed guys. My cock’s hard for you. You turn me on.” Jeff grabbed Simon’s hand and placed it on his bulge. “Feel that. You made it that way, naughty boy.”

Naughty boy. His cock jumped hearing those words coming from Jeff. “What are you going to do with me?” He asked, his submissive side taking hold.

“On your knees. Take my cock out and suck it. Make me feel good,” ordered Jeff.

Down he went, and when he unzipped Jeff’s jeans, he gasped at what was confined within. It was the thickest piece of man-meat he’d ever had the pleasure of seeing.