New Story Release!

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Taste Test:
First, the official blurb:

Taste Test: Pushy Little Bottoms with stories by BA Collins, Taylor
Lochland, Jodi Payne

When is it hot to top from below? In the Pushy Little Bottoms Taste Test! In
Whatever You Want, by Taylor Lochland, Max needs a little more variety than
Connor's been giving him, even if their relationship is solid as a rock. He
needs Connor to do a little dominating, and he's happy to tell his man
exactly what he wants.

In A Running Start, by BA Collins, Jason is running from a bunch of drunks
who want nothing more than to beat his ass when he runs into biker Donald.
Donald is all sorts of hot, but Jason isn't sure the man won't finish the
job the drunks started. Can they find some common ground? Finally, in What
it Takes, by Jodi Payne, Fox is not sure he wants to give in to Jeffrey's
demands, but things always turn out so well when he lets his bottom push
that it's hard to say no. Can they both get what they want?

Get your copy today: from Torquere books.

Annnnd, here's a naughty little snip for it to get you all interested:

 

Jason lost himself in his work, eyes closed as he always did, no matter how much his profs yelled at him. He could feel everything better with distractions like sight out of the way. Muscles moved, pushed and prodded gently back into better places, rubbed hard where they were spasmed. Don gave a groan or two and then his whole body relaxed as the worst knot let go. Jason had put a couple towels in the warming oven on automatic, so he draped one over Don's shoulders to keep them relaxed and worked his way down the biker's back.

"You got a future in this, Jason." Don groaned.

"You should get more massages. Your whole body is one big knot." Jason replied automatically.

Don chuckled down in his chest again. Jason bit a lip at the way that rumbled through his hands and right down his own body to his dick. Like a big cat purring. Suddenly his hands on Don's ass weren't professional any more. They wanted to caress, not knead.

"This is where I usually start wondering whether the masseuse does more than advertised." Don said conversationally.

Jason froze. "Sorry."

"Don't be." Don rolled over to look up at him, putting an arm out to grab his shoulder.

Jason looked down that length of muscles and tattoos to see that the towel around Don's hips wasn't concealing much any more. He'd gotten something's attention, to judge by the red headed erection poking out of a nest of blond pubic hair. Don's hand was harsh on his arm, holding him tightly enough that he'd have to do something serious to get out of it. "You're not gay."

"No, but I know a hot guy when I see one." Don rolled all the way onto his back and let go. His dick poked straight up into the air. "Massages are a big turn on for me, too." He stared up at Jason as if he wanted to eat him.