Foriegn Boys,     Anthology



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  E Book Publisher: Aspen Mountain Press
  ISBN: 978-1-60168-055-6
  Release Date: 9/07/2007
  Price: $4.99

  Product Code: 978-1-60168-055-6
  Sexual Content: Erotic
  Authors:
Ally Blue
Laura Baumbach
William Maltese



Summary

Three stories by award winning authors of GBLT literature featuring hustlers. Be prepared to travel from Spain for William Maltese's Wayne in Spain to St. Ann where Ally Blue shares a bit of That Voodoo and the far northern reaches of Canada as Laura Baumbach reveals in Dark Side of the Moon that being a gay vampire has a few drawbacks.



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Excerpt
Dark Side of the Moon

"Guess it's time to pay the rent, huh?"

Without another word he stripped the thin Henley shirt off his torso and tossed it on the floor. His hands went immediately to his belt and snap but two larger hands clamped over his from behind, stilling them, before he could get his zipper down.

"Let me do it."

It was a deep, breathy command that made the hair on Harley's neck rise. "Sure, if that's what gets you off, gorgeous."

Harley shivered at Matt's touch as the large hands moved up to rest on his shoulders. The touch was gentle but firm, holding Harley in place, but he still flinched when Matt's fingers found the inflamed skin around the embedded wood between his shoulder blades.

"You've got a cut here."

"Just a piece of wood. Couldn't reach it. It'll work its way out eventual--. Shit!" A sharp pain stabbed through his back and Harley jerked forward, but Matt's hand on his shoulder held him in place.

"It's out." A gentle touch soothed over the inflamed skin. "Looks infected though."

"I don't get infections." Flexing his shoulders, Harley could tell the wood was gone. The ache and burn were gone too, leaving only a dull throb and a small area of heat. It was still more discomfort than he should have been able to feel. Sighing he admitted, "At least not until recently. It'll be okay."

"This will help."

A wet lap of tongue over the spot made Harley jump but he didn't pull away. It felt good. "You sure you want to do that?"

Matt didn't answer, just continued to lick at the wound, even nibbling at the edges. When he was done, he pulled Harley firmly back to rest against him.

Feeling the heat of arousal rise as Matt pressed against the length of his back, Harley closed his eyes and enjoyed the warmth. He felt good for the first time in days. Even the wound on his back no longer burned. Matt began to massage his shoulders, working out the stiff muscles of Harley's neck and upper back.

The vampire relaxed under the heavy touch, fighting an odd impulse to escape the intimacy. He'd never shied away from a partner before. The urge to run hit him hard then melted away when wet, nuzzled kisses brushed over his neck and up into his dark hair. He bit off a sigh and leaned back, letting Matt take the majority of his weight. Suddenly the self-imposed isolation of his entire existence paled and an unrecognizable ache bloomed under his breast. He tensed again.

Matt pressed his body more firmly against Harley, his warm breath bathing Harley's neck and sending shivers across his skin.

The tension in his body eased once more. Harley allowed his head to fall back onto a broad shoulder. Matt brought his cheek to rest against Harley's, the rough texture of a day's growth of beard prickling against Harley's sensitive skin. The burn sent a flash of desire straight to the vampire's already hard cock. Harley kept his eyes closed and panted to keep his arousal under control.

He inhaled deeply and drew in the scent of the man, earthy and primal, and something else he couldn't quite remember yet. The alien sensation of being cared for and sheltered accompanied the smell. Rather than making him bolt for a door and freedom this time, a shudder of need rolled through his body so powerful it made him gasp.

Matt slid his hands off of Harley's shoulders and down his back to his hips. Rubbing gently at the sensitive skin just above the waistline of Harley's jeans, Matt gradually worked his fingers along the fabric until the snap of Harley's fly was in his hands. Matt eased the snap open and lowered the zipper, sliding the loose fabric slowly down. There were no briefs under the jeans.

"Let me help." Harley shimmied his hips, but strong arms grabbed them, stopping the seductive dance.

"I've got it. Let me." It was a throaty command, almost a growl, full of restrained need and want.

A shudder of desire raced down Harley's spine, but he made his voice flip and playful. "Okay by me. If you want to."

"I want to." Matt intensified his caress, trailing a line of kisses down Harley's spine and across each buttock as the globes of pale flesh were revealed. Strong hands roved over every inch of his chest and abdomen then slid down his legs to push the abandoned jeans the rest of the way off.

Matt slowly dropped to the floor with the pants. While the fabric pooled around Harley's ankles, Matt caressed and stroked over Harley's sides and outside of his thighs. He buried his face in the small of Harley's back and puffed hot breaths into the dip of his spine, sending shivers of anticipation through the vampire.

Wrapping his left arm around Harley's waist, Matt massaged his way down Harley's right leg, deftly easing jeans and socks off. He repeated the slow, sensual process with the left leg then stroked his way back up to bring his hands to rest on Harley's abdomen.

Matt effortlessly rose from his knees, keeping a hand on Harley's belly, fingers combing through the fine, dark hairs growing there. Matt's other hand swirled up Harley's back, callused fingertips moving over the smooth skin of his shoulder blades. The hand ran down Harley's spine a dozen leisurely times before Matt suddenly stepped away to quickly shrug out of his own layers of clothing.

Nude, Matt slipped his arms around Harley's chest from behind again and pulled him backward to press tightly against his body. Settling his growing erection firmly against Harley's cheeks, he returned his attention to Harley's neck, nibbling and nipping the sensitive flesh until Harley squirmed and hissed.

The room spun. Harley found himself clamped chest to chest with Matt, a fire of raw need and lust burning in the man's heated gaze. It matched his own raging desires. He pulled Matt's head down, pressing his lips hard to the welcoming mouth.

He twisted in Matt's arms, trying to gain a better hold on the tall, virile man. Lacing the fingers of both hands through the man's thick hair, Harley sealed their mouths more firmly together, a groan of real desire escaping him.

So engrossed in the delicious sensations of Matt's dominant tongue exploring every contour of his mouth, Harley barely noticed when he was lifted off the floor. He realized he was weightless for a millisecond before he landed on the middle of the bed and Matt's weight settled over him, pinning him in place. He wasn't sure how they got there, but it never interrupted their kiss.



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