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In honor of Valentine’s Day and since I don’t have anything that is valentines day related. I thought I would post a scene for Simon plus two where the three men declare their love. This snippet is very sexual so if explicit man on man on man- sex isn’t for you. Happy Valentine’s day and come back next week when I will be posting from my current WIP that is M/F contemporary with Cowboys and baseball players.

Today’s post is very rough since it was a NaNo story and hasn’t seen a second draft or edit yet.

Simon Plus Two ( working Title only) copyright2016

Simon’s View

“Tonight I want to prove to you both…” Max turns to Topher taking his face in his hands “… That means you too..how much I love you. ” He takes each of our hands leading us to the bed.
“I don’t bottom. I have long ago in a committed relationship. Never when I’m playing. So to prove to you both I am not playing with you guys. That I  trust and love you, I want you both to make love to me.”
My knees buckle and head spins. I never thought about this. I’ve only bottomed for both Max and Topher. Topher has bottomed for Max. I’ve never topped.
Max takes my face in his hands. “It will be ok love. Not all men like to top. It won’t make you less of a man, and if you never want to again after this it won’t change how I feel. This is a gift to you. To you both.” Max croons, caressing my face.
Topher sits still. Pondering. It’s funny how you can look at him and see his brain working.
“Topher. You Ok?” I ask taking his hand in mine.
“Yeah. Just trying to figure this out.”
“Don’t you want me Topher? I know why Simon is nervous. He hasn’t ever topped. You are versatile.”
“Oh yeah! I want you.” Topher looked over at Max longingly.
“You both have your testing done?” Max asks
We both nod. I have only been with Max but we decided it was only fair we all three got tested.
“Do you want to see mine and Simon’s Topher?”
“I was with Simon. I trust you.”
All three papers are in a folder on the nightstand. Max made it when we brought them in.  He picks up the envelope and slides it in the bottom drawer along with the condom boxes. Max bought me a box when we first got together that is larger than the ones he wears. I was so embarrassed when he showed me them. I haven’t used any of them, though.
“Would either of you like a glass of wine to loosen up?”
I consider it. I decide I want to go into this with a clear head. Topher shakes his head. He hasn’t had a drink since the accident. Seeing him in the hospital wrapped like a mummy was a nightmare. Something I never want to relive.
“Undress me. Both of you.”
I begin unbuttoning his shirt. He takes my lips into a sweet kiss, then ramps it up.I love when he sucks and nips on my bottom lip. He lets out a groan. I push his shirt off his shoulders. Glancing down I can see Topher. He has undone Max’s jeans and licking his thigh as he slides the jeans down Max’s long legs. Holy shit that’s hot.
“Kiss me, Simon. My chest. He whispers huskily. I work my way down his square jaw, his throat stopping at one nipple I take it in my mouth.
“Oh Holy Christ!” Max shouts. I can hear Topher humming and moaning. I angle myself not stopping my assault on Max’s nipples. Topher has Max in his mouth. I nearly lose it watching Topher lick and suck. It’s one of my favorite things. He gets into it. Max screams out as Topher runs his tongue piercing over his sensitive skin dipping it in his slit. I thought that would hurt when I first watch him do it. I found out how good it feels when He did it to me one night.
“Guys. Guys. You gotta stop. I’m going to blow. I stop. Topher keeps going, swallowing Max all the way. He grunts when Max pulls him up by the long wisp of his hair. Licking his lips hungrily, looking at us both like we are juicy steaks. Damn, he is one bad, bad boy.
Max swats him playfully on the bottom.
“Undress each other for me.”
Topher grabbed me roughly, his lips crashing down on mine. The taste of another man no longer bothers me. I love tasting Max on Topher. I chase after Topher’s mouth as he breaks the kiss to pull my shirt over my head. I take the chance and pull his of too. He drops to his knees to slide my jeans off. He takes my hard dick into his mouth sucking hard. I’m so aroused I’m not sure ill make it to taking Max.
“Enough Topher,” Max growls from the bed. I glance over to see he is slowly stroking himself.

”Simon take Topher’s pants off.
I unfasten Topher’s jeans, and they drop to the floor. He wears the looser kind. I drop to my knees to tease Topher. I lick and toy with him.
“Simon. Dammit guys. If you two don’t behave.” He leaves the treat in the air. I’m tempted to pull a Topher and ignore him. I like the playful spanks he gives us for misbehaving. He has threatened to buy a whip and taking lessons to tame Topher. I don’t think there’s any taming that man.
Max motions us to come to him pulling us both onto his lap.
“How do you want to do this. Who want to go first?”
Topher and I look at each other. “I think Topher should.”
“Are you sure Simon.”
“Yes. I want to watch you make love to Max.”
“Ok enough Talk.”
Max stands up holding me close to him.
He presses my shoulders showing me where he wanted me. I drop to my knees noticing Topher on his knees behind Max.
Oh, hell is he gonna …
Max shouts some expletives his hips thrust forward.
Yep. Topher is rimming Max.
I take Max into my mouth licking and sucking.I can barely keep from gagging as he bucks forward.
“Oh, God. Oh, oh Shit Fuck. TOPHER! I need you inside me.” Max cries out, pulling my head up.
“Give me a minute, baby. I need to catch my breath. Lay on the bed for me,  your head to the bottom. You can continue while Topher fucks me.”
I do as I’m told. Max climbs above me on his hands and knees from where I lay I can see Topher as he kneels above Max. I hear the snick of a lid, then see Topher’s slender fingers rubbing at Max’s hole. I get busy licking underneath Max’s shaft. I can’t take him in the position I am in so I lick, nip at the skin and playfully suck and lick his balls. He breaths heavy and moans as Topher’s plays him like an instrument.
“Simon, roll over onto your stomach and suck him.”
Max is begging and pleading Topher to take him. I turn over on my stomach lift up and take Max into my mouth. Max shouts as Topher entered him in one fast thrust. I can feel Max tense and breathe hard. Topher begins a slow, steady pace behind Max. I match that pace with my mouth. Max is steadily cursing.
Oh God that’s it. Shit. ‘Right there. Yes.”
I swallow and hum. Max screams as my mouth is flooded with his spend. It’s all I can do to take it all. Makes is huffing and breathing hard as Topher is still steadily moving behind him I lay and watch as Topher’s beautiful cock slides in and out, I realize I’m humping the bed hard. A steady hand presses down on my ass.” No Simon. You can’t get off yet.
Suddenly Topher throws back his head and lets out his yell. Max moans as Topher fills him. I roll out-of-the-way as they both collapse in a heap.
We lay there for several minutes.
I love you both. Max kisses first me then Topher.
I love you both too. Topher kisses me and then Max.
I pull them together kissing them both at once I love you both too.

 

I hope you enjoyed the post. Do you like MMM stories? What did you think of the scene?  Was it too explicit? What could it need more of or less of? I appreciate all comments.

Slave for Two by Morticia Knight #threesome #Scifi #giveaway

 

What is destined cannot be changed

 

Chris has had a monumentally bad month. First, an aggressive band of aliens invaded the Earth, conquered the world, and now he’s fighting for survival in the mountains with his family and the neighborhood bigot. Just because he’s barely out of his teens and a bit on the scrawny side doesn’t mean he can’t watch out for his mom, sisters and younger cousin. Chris keeps searching for the brighter side of things, but his humor is wearing thin. Fear can do that to a guy.
Lasar and Nary are a soul matched pair of warriors from Alashar. Lasar is Nary’s Ahna, the one who dominates him, and Nary is the Nasha, or submissive, to Lasar. Every Alasharian, regardless of orientation, needs the balance of the power exchange to exist peacefully within their lifelong soul match bond. When Lasar is awarded a war prize, he sends Nary to look over the recent arrivals.

 

Chris and his cousin Morgan are captured and sent to the slave cages where they discover from the other imprisoned young men that they are destined to be sex toys for alien pairs. When one of those aliens saves Chris and his cousin from being abused by the slave master, Chris hopes that the seemingly kind alien won’t be too horrible an owner.

 

Lasar and Nary are finally alone together with their new sex slave, ready to enjoy their reward. However, in the middle of their playtime a shocking event occurs that not only disrupts Chris’ world even more than it already has been, but also challenges everything that Lasar and Nary have always held dear. As Lasar searches for answers, he begins to question the reasons behind the Earth invasion and where his loyalties should really lie. As their Ahna, he must be the one who decides whether they will all be safer together, or apart.
Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes involving sounding.
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Excerpt from Slave for Two…

 

“Oh my God, what’s going on?”
Chris whipped his body around to see his mom hiking up
from the creek with the girls trailing behind, their extra sweaters wrapped
around them, protecting them from what appeared to be their still damp hair and
likely, a very cold river bath.
“Uh, I think Mr. Avery and Paul are going to head out
to a different spot.”
His mother furrowed her brow as her gaze flitted back
and forth between all of them. “Jerry? Is that true?”
He pressed his lips together and nodded.
“But…”
His mom seemed so fragile in that moment. What if she
felt safer with the older and larger man than with him? I really fucked this up.
“Why?” Her voice trembled. “Don’t go, Jerry. You’ll be
much better off if you stay here with us. Chris knows his way around these
trails, the mountain. You’ll get lost. Please. Think of Paul.”
“I am thinking of Paul!” His face had turned scarlet,
his normally ruddy complexion taking on an even more pronounced hue. “No offense,
Sharon, but your son is barely out of high school. Doesn’t have real-world
experience and I don’t think he’s
capable of making tough decisions. His kind don’t know how to stay calm when
the situation calls for it, and I can’t take any chances that he’ll become
hysterical if we’re faced with those things from space.”
I’ll show
him calm.
His mother appeared to be working up to a sizeable
rage. The coloring of her cheeks was in direct competition with Mr. Avery’s.
“I see.” Her tone seemed barely controlled. “Just so
we’re clear. My son has been out of high
school
for over two years. He graduated early because he skipped ahead. He
was also class president for two years in a row, and had a three point nine
grade point average. If you add that to his extensive knowledge of this
terrain, not to mention”—her gaze wandered up and down Mr. Avery’s frame before
locking on his face again—“his physical fitness, I would put mine and the
wellbeing of my daughters’ in his hands any day over you.”
“Whatever. He’s too small to be of any use in a fight.”
Mr. Avery rolled his eyes as he continued stuffing the two bags he seemed
intent on taking. “Neither one of them stand a chance at battling those
things.” He’d waved his hand in the general direction of him and Morgan.
Chris had already decided to quit wasting his breath
on Paul’s dad, so he turned to Paul instead. “Remember what I said. Don’t try to fight them. They’ll kill
you if you do.”
Paul regarded him with the same pained expression as
earlier. “I’m sorry about everything, Chris, I really am. But I won’t let them
take me no matter what.”
“Oh, God.” His mother’s voice trembled and when he
glanced over to her, she was holding a hand to her mouth.
“Good luck.” Mr. Avery hoisted the canvas shopping bag
he’d brought from the Pine Cove market over his shoulder then marched away.
Paul dipped his chin at Chris, grabbed the second bag, then followed his dad.
“Jerry! Don’t!”
His mother surged forward but Chris grabbed her arm,
holding her back.
“Mom, stop. You can’t force them. Mr. Avery made it
pretty clear that he thinks he’s right about everything.” Chris let out a sigh,
wondering if he was the one making
the mistake. “I don’t know. Maybe he is.”
His mother whirled around to face him. “Don’t you dare start doubting yourself now,
Christopher. We never would’ve made it out of town if you hadn’t thought so
fast, hadn’t led us all to safety.”
Chris grunted, shaking his head. “Safety. Yeah. For
these past few days, sure, but then what? I can’t make any promises that I’ll
do the right thing next time.”
“And we don’t expect promises, sweetheart.” His mom
clutched his upper arms, her gaze searching his face. “I know there’re no
guarantees. But I also know that our best chance for survival is with you up
here, and even if you hadn’t come to the conclusion that we should stay in the
mountains, that’s what I would’ve decided on my own.”
A portion of the awful burden that’d been weighing him
down for days lifted at his mother’s words. It wasn’t until that moment that he
realized how overwhelming holding the responsibility of everyone’s lives in his
hands was.
 



Author Morticia Knight spends most of her nights
writing about men loving men forever after. Even though she’s been crafting her
naughty tales of romance for more years than she’d like to share – her
adventures as a published author began in 2011. Since then, she’s been
fortunate enough to have several books on bestseller lists, along with two
titles receiving recognition from the Rainbow Book Awards. Once upon a time,
she was the lead singer and songwriter in an indie rock band that toured the West Coast and charted
on U.S. college radio. Morticia currently resides on the beautiful northern
Oregon coast, and when she’s not fantasizing about hot men, she takes walks
along the ocean and occasionally annoys the local karaoke bar patrons. 


 


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Cat’s Meow~~#Reviews That Purr~~Dare to Hope~~An All Cocks Story By T.M. Smith

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Good morning everyone, and thanks for stopping by today to see what Cat thought of Dare to Hope. I decided to share a song from the playlist for the book. Lost Stars by Adam Levine of Maroon 5. I love this song so much – I’ve used it on more than 1 playlist. For this book I bet you are all thinking it’s for Micah; that would be wrong. This song just screams Gabe.

Gabe is still in mourning over the loss of his lover in a senseless act of violence. There are several verses in this song that really hit close to home for the situation for Gabe. He misses Gio something fierce, to the point of thinking he is betraying Gio’s memory if he moves on.

Reaching out for someone I can’t see – Cupid’s demanding back his arrow. Gabe feels like he got dealt the short straw, losing his lover just when they were starting a life together. Searching for meaning – this is why Gabe goes through the therapy with Tristan, he is trying to make sense of what happened, why it still guts him a year later when he thinks about Gio.

But don’t you dare let our best memories bring you sorrow – Take my hand, let’s see where we wake-up tomorrow. About mid-way through the book, Gabe has a dream brought on by his still fragile psyche and witnessing a kiss between Micah and Tristan. In the dream, Gio comes to him, tries to reassure him that he will always be with him, but it’s time to move in. Holy shit, I balled like a baby while I was writing that chapter. It’s very moving and real and heart breaking, yet, beautiful.

Ultimately, Gabe finally realizes that the only way he can move forward, is to let go of the past. For so long he didn’t think he could hold onto his memories of Gio if he moved on, it takes a while and whole lot of love, patience and devotion from Micah and Tristan for Gabe to finally close that door and open a new one.

Please don’t see

Just a boy caught up in dreams and fantasies

Please see me

Reaching out for someone I can’t see

 

Take my hand, let’s see where we wake up tomorrow

Best laid plans sometimes are just a one night stand

I’ll be damned, Cupid’s demanding back his arrow

So let’s get drunk on our tears

 

And God, tell us the reason youth is wasted on the young

It’s hunting season and the lambs are on the run

Searching for meaning

But are we all lost stars trying to light up the dark?

 

Who are we?

Just a speck of dust within the galaxy?

Woe is me

If we’re not careful turns into reality

 

But don’t you dare let our best memories bring you sorrow

Yesterday I saw a lion kiss a deer

Turn the page, maybe we’ll find a brand new ending

Where we’re dancing in our tears

 

And God, tell us the reason youth is wasted on the young

It’s hunting season and the lambs are on the run

Searching for meaning

But are we all lost stars trying to light up the dark?

 

And I thought I saw you out there crying

And I thought I heard you call my name

And I thought I heard you out there crying

Just the same

 

And God, give us the reason youth is wasted on the young

It’s hunting season and this lamb is on the run

Searching for meaning

But are we all lost stars trying to light … light up the dark?

 

And I thought I saw you out there crying

And I thought I heard you call my name

And I thought I heard you out there crying

But are we all lost stars trying to light up the dark?

Are we all lost stars trying to light up the 

 

I’ll leave you with a little snippet from Dare to Hope. Remember to enter the giveaway at the end of the post for a chance to win a $25 giftcard. Thanks for hosting me today Cat!!

Excerpt from Dare to Hope, Chapter 12 Not Wanting to say Goodbye –

Warning, grab a tissue!

“I’m dreaming, aren’t I?” Gabe asked. 

“Yes. It was the only way I could talk to you, to tell you it was okay, to tell you it’s time to let me go.”  

“No.” Gabe choked on a sob.  

Gio, his angel, his ghost — whatever it was ignored Gabe’s choked out word. “Now you have to open your heart to them, you have to let them love you Gabriel, then you won’t be sad anymore.”  

Gabe spun around to face Gio. “Them? Baby, what… who are you talking about?”  

“The doctor and the soldier, don’t you feel it, Gabe? The three of you are already woven together, and yet, you all fight it so hard.”  

Gabe opened his mouth to protest, silenced by Gio’s lips as he bent and kissed him. It was gentle and full of warmth and love. Gabe stood still, eyes still closed as Gio pulled away from him. “I have to go now, just remember, I will always be with you Gabriel. I will always love you.”

OH Man T.M. That was a tear Jerker!  

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Dare to Hope
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Tristan is the second oldest of the Brennan brothers and the odd man out. Most of the Brennan men have careers in law enforcement, but as a psychiatrist, Tristan chooses to help people in a different way. Quiet and restrained, he is content to hover in the background of his more gregarious brothers. Then he meets two men, each broken and damaged from losses beyond their control. 
 
Gabriel Simenson is mourning his lover’s death. The random act of violence that took Gio’s life has left everyone at All Cocks reeling. The only thing keeping Gabe from drowning in misery is the friendship he’s forged with Micah, the newest model at All Cocks. He continues to struggle, and at the urging of his All Cocks family Gabe agrees to counseling with Tristan under one condition: Micah t go with him. 
 


Micah Solo can relate to unbearable loss, having lost his leg and so much more in Iraq. The past two years he has been alone, adrift and vulnerable — the memories of war haunting his dreams, spilling over into his daily life. At All Cocks, Micah has found the acceptance he craves and the family he lost, but still he yearns for happiness and peace within. 


The friendship between the three is instant, the mutual attraction evident. They circle each other, wanting more, yet unsure if it is truly possible. Is life the mundane reality they’ve each come to accept for themselves or do they dare to hope? 

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myreview
 5 meows 5 purrs
Dare to Hope is a beautifully written story with just a touch of humor to balance to the angsty storyline. Gabe has been dealing with the loss of his lover Gabe after a fatal shooting. Gabe wasn’t doing well until he started therapy with Tristan and met Micah, a newer model at All Cocks. Micah is dealing with PTSD from a stint in Iraq that cost him his friends a lover and his leg. He still has brutal nightmares.  Tristan is quiet and laid back. He has built an outside friendship with both men as well as his therapy with them.  The more time they spend together, the more each man wants the other. Both others.
What I loved most about this story is the not only the dealing with the loss which was very well written but the slow build up of this threesome. They don’t just jump into bed. They don’t just look at one or the other and start having sex. No.T. M. takes each man on a solo trip with each of the others. Then Gabe and Micah’s friendship builds into more since they are roommates, Then they realize something is missing in their relationship. A binder to make them whole…Tristan.
There are some amazing scenes here, but This dream scene above is so heartwrenching you will need tissues.  Then later when they finally get together, there is another tear jerker.  Heck, this story is filled with some so be sure to have tissues on hand.
If you like stories that deal with PTSD, emotional loss, rebuilding your life, sexy ex-soldiers, cute porn stars, some hot sex scenes( they are porn stars) and a very heartfelt romance with a touch of humor this is for you!
Dare to Hope is book four, and you can read it alone but I suggest you read the series or at least book 3 to get a better grip on what is going on and the characters. I cannot wait for the next book!
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 Fame and Fortune – Book 2
How to Deal – Book 3
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A military brat born and raised at Ft. Benning Georgia;
TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas transplant, she now
calls DFW her home. Most days she can be found curled up with a good book, or
ticking away on her next novel.
Smith is a single mom of three disturbingly outspoken and
decidedly different kids, one of which is Autistic. Besides her writing, she is
passionate about Autism advocacy and LGBT rights. Because, seriously people,
Love is Love!
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