Remember the Paint Store Boys? And Pinky’s Gay Bar?
Well now The Bath House Boys are here!
Book 1 Kissing His Man
Blurb
Frank Ashman’s lover left him seven months, three weeks, four days, two hours and twenty-eight minutes ago. At Pinky’s gay bar the server shows him a brochure featuring the facilities of a new gay bath house that’s just opened in town. There he meets Ralph Sellars.
They explore the delights of the bath house together. There are the rainforest showers, the hot tubs, the sauna, the swimming pool, and the restaurant, not to mention the freedom brought by the lack of clothing on the members there. Oh yes, and the bedrooms upstairs, each one complete with a drawer full of toys.
But both Ralph and Frank are burdened with baggage from the past. Can they move on and make a new future together? Or is their relationship doomed to be just sex in the bath house instead of a genuine future together outside in the world?
ADULT EXCERPT from “Kissing His Man”
Frank gazed at Ralph’s face. Ralph was concentrating on lubing Frank’s ass, his forehead slightly creased, his mouth a tight line, his head tilted down. But that just gave Frank an even closer, better look at his features. His dark brown eyebrows, several shades darker than the hair on his head, the left one pierced by a ring. His eyes, pools of dark brown liquid chocolate, calling to Frank on so many different levels. His tanned skin, the left arm completely covered in tattoos. Frank promised himself that one day he’d ask Ralph what the tats meant. He was certain they all had special meanings. Ralph didn’t seem the kind of person to him to rush off and get inked without thinking about it seriously first.
“I’m ready. I can’t wait any longer.” His voice was hoarse with lust, but from the way Ralph’s chest was rising and falling so quickly, and the fact his cock in its apple-green sheath was bobbing around, he knew Ralph was just as aroused as him. It was time for both of them to do what they were aching to do.
Ralph dumped the lube on the nightstand. He held quite still, his body tense. “Are you sure?”
Frank gripped Ralph’s arms and pulled him closer. “Hell, yes.”
“Good. I might explode if you said no.”
Frank gave a weak little laugh as Ralph wiggled closer and placed his bright green cock at Frank’s entry. Oh, hell he wanted this so much. He needed Ralph so badly. And it was Ralph he needed, not just a fuck. Already he knew he wanted more than one night with Ralph. That might not be possible, but maybe they could talk later.
Right now, the time for talking had passed. Ralph’s cock pushed at his entry and the tight ring of muscles held firm. Then almost as if they obeyed an instruction from Ralph, they opened and let him in. Ralph pushed firmly, but not roughly, and slid deeper inside Frank’s dark channel. Frank wiggled closer to Ralph, gripping his shoulders and wiggling his own hips to help Ralph slide the last inch or so inside. And then their bodies ground together. Ralph was fully inside him at last.
Ralph leaned forward and kissed him, wrapping his arms around Frank’s back, holding them tightly together. Their kiss soon went feral, teeth clashing, noses knocking, until they could angle their heads just right. As it seemed to be the way with all their kisses, they didn’t pull apart until a nanosecond before he would have passed out for lack of oxygen. But that was because he couldn’t bear to let go, to be parted from Ralph. Their kisses were too carnal to forgo.
Slowly withdrawing, and then pushing back inside him again, Ralph began to fuck Frank in earnest. Frank loved the slight burn, the passion of the thrusting, the feeling of holding Ralph’s larger, more muscular frame in his arms. He pressed his ass down hard onto Ralph’s dick at the end of every stroke and held his breath in the gap between the out and in movements. He knew his fingers were digging into Ralph and part of his mind hoped he wasn’t hurting his partner, but most of his brain was intently focused on where their bodies were locked together, not the peripheral parts of them.
Faster and harder they both moved, slamming together, sweat rolling off each of them and mingling. Frank was close now, the base of his spine already tingling with the need to come. He let go of one hand from where he gripped Ralph’s shoulder and began tugging on his dick. Ralph matched him, lifting a hand off Frank’s hip and placing it over Frank’s hand on his cock. Ralph let Frank choose the speed and method of his strokes, but kept his hand on top of Frank’s, making himself part of the action. Frank blinked. That was really nice.
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Book 2: Welcoming His Man
In the small town where he grew up, Jethro Wraight was persecuted, harassed and traumatized because of his sexual orientation. Now living far away from where he grew up, Jethro’s only just starting to learn that it’s okay to be gay. Jethro goes to the gay bath house and meets Bart Moreton there. Bart still lives at home with his parents, even though his dad keeps telling him to get a real job, because he’s determined to become an artist. His work is good, and sells well at craft markets, but he doesn’t make enough money to survive on alone as yet.
Jethro’s never had a boyfriend before, but the two men instantly form a bond. Jethro is taking his very first steps in displaying affection openly. Bart’s focused on becoming an artist. The immediate friendship between them surprises them both.
Due out 8 November
Berengaria Brown
http://berengariasblog.blogspot.com/
http://berengariabrown.com/
http://www.bookstrand.com/berengaria-brown
Well now The Bath House Boys are here!
Book 1 Kissing His Man
Blurb
Frank Ashman’s lover left him seven months, three weeks, four days, two hours and twenty-eight minutes ago. At Pinky’s gay bar the server shows him a brochure featuring the facilities of a new gay bath house that’s just opened in town. There he meets Ralph Sellars.
They explore the delights of the bath house together. There are the rainforest showers, the hot tubs, the sauna, the swimming pool, and the restaurant, not to mention the freedom brought by the lack of clothing on the members there. Oh yes, and the bedrooms upstairs, each one complete with a drawer full of toys.
But both Ralph and Frank are burdened with baggage from the past. Can they move on and make a new future together? Or is their relationship doomed to be just sex in the bath house instead of a genuine future together outside in the world?
ADULT EXCERPT from “Kissing His Man”
Frank gazed at Ralph’s face. Ralph was concentrating on lubing Frank’s ass, his forehead slightly creased, his mouth a tight line, his head tilted down. But that just gave Frank an even closer, better look at his features. His dark brown eyebrows, several shades darker than the hair on his head, the left one pierced by a ring. His eyes, pools of dark brown liquid chocolate, calling to Frank on so many different levels. His tanned skin, the left arm completely covered in tattoos. Frank promised himself that one day he’d ask Ralph what the tats meant. He was certain they all had special meanings. Ralph didn’t seem the kind of person to him to rush off and get inked without thinking about it seriously first.
“I’m ready. I can’t wait any longer.” His voice was hoarse with lust, but from the way Ralph’s chest was rising and falling so quickly, and the fact his cock in its apple-green sheath was bobbing around, he knew Ralph was just as aroused as him. It was time for both of them to do what they were aching to do.
Ralph dumped the lube on the nightstand. He held quite still, his body tense. “Are you sure?”
Frank gripped Ralph’s arms and pulled him closer. “Hell, yes.”
“Good. I might explode if you said no.”
Frank gave a weak little laugh as Ralph wiggled closer and placed his bright green cock at Frank’s entry. Oh, hell he wanted this so much. He needed Ralph so badly. And it was Ralph he needed, not just a fuck. Already he knew he wanted more than one night with Ralph. That might not be possible, but maybe they could talk later.
Right now, the time for talking had passed. Ralph’s cock pushed at his entry and the tight ring of muscles held firm. Then almost as if they obeyed an instruction from Ralph, they opened and let him in. Ralph pushed firmly, but not roughly, and slid deeper inside Frank’s dark channel. Frank wiggled closer to Ralph, gripping his shoulders and wiggling his own hips to help Ralph slide the last inch or so inside. And then their bodies ground together. Ralph was fully inside him at last.
Ralph leaned forward and kissed him, wrapping his arms around Frank’s back, holding them tightly together. Their kiss soon went feral, teeth clashing, noses knocking, until they could angle their heads just right. As it seemed to be the way with all their kisses, they didn’t pull apart until a nanosecond before he would have passed out for lack of oxygen. But that was because he couldn’t bear to let go, to be parted from Ralph. Their kisses were too carnal to forgo.
Slowly withdrawing, and then pushing back inside him again, Ralph began to fuck Frank in earnest. Frank loved the slight burn, the passion of the thrusting, the feeling of holding Ralph’s larger, more muscular frame in his arms. He pressed his ass down hard onto Ralph’s dick at the end of every stroke and held his breath in the gap between the out and in movements. He knew his fingers were digging into Ralph and part of his mind hoped he wasn’t hurting his partner, but most of his brain was intently focused on where their bodies were locked together, not the peripheral parts of them.
Faster and harder they both moved, slamming together, sweat rolling off each of them and mingling. Frank was close now, the base of his spine already tingling with the need to come. He let go of one hand from where he gripped Ralph’s shoulder and began tugging on his dick. Ralph matched him, lifting a hand off Frank’s hip and placing it over Frank’s hand on his cock. Ralph let Frank choose the speed and method of his strokes, but kept his hand on top of Frank’s, making himself part of the action. Frank blinked. That was really nice.
-------
Buy Link
http://www.bookstrand.com/kissing-his-man
Book 2: Welcoming His Man
In the small town where he grew up, Jethro Wraight was persecuted, harassed and traumatized because of his sexual orientation. Now living far away from where he grew up, Jethro’s only just starting to learn that it’s okay to be gay. Jethro goes to the gay bath house and meets Bart Moreton there. Bart still lives at home with his parents, even though his dad keeps telling him to get a real job, because he’s determined to become an artist. His work is good, and sells well at craft markets, but he doesn’t make enough money to survive on alone as yet.
Jethro’s never had a boyfriend before, but the two men instantly form a bond. Jethro is taking his very first steps in displaying affection openly. Bart’s focused on becoming an artist. The immediate friendship between them surprises them both.
Due out 8 November
Berengaria Brown
http://berengariasblog.blogspot.com/
http://berengariabrown.com/
http://www.bookstrand.com/berengaria-brown
Very hot! Looks like a good series.
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