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He couldn't refuse--it was the king's request. Taken from his home, Jord was made part of the king's harem, and that was that. Learning to adjust to life in the harem proves both educational and satisfying in many, many ways.

Intense sex--and lots of it. Lovers of male sex will enjoy this tale.

"That evening, as the twin moons of Tansa followed each other into a sky burnt copper by the setting sun, the small group of travellers made camp under the broad, leafy branches of a Banton tree. Jord was lifted down from the cart and stripped, and his hands were tethered to the wheel of the cart. One of the Troopers bound his feet as an extra precaution against escape. They had only ever lost one of the King’s harem boys and were loath to make the same mistake again, so even if Jord were to slip the ropes, he wouldn’t get far naked.
    Apart from restricting Jord with those bindings, the Troopers treated Jord well. He dined on forest fowl, fruit and nuts and was given sweet wine to drink. Even the gruff-looking Sergeant made sure he was comfortable by supplying him with a small pillow, and although he was not permitted a blanket he had the warmth of a Trooper on either side of him to keep the cool night at bay. Still wary of these beasts, however, he kept one eye open until he was certain that every last Trooper had fallen asleep.
    It seemed almost immediately after he had closed his eyes that he was awakened..."

~7,400 words

The Freezer cleans up the scum from the street. Scum like him: Taipan. He couldn't wait to turn him in--but the tables were turned when he learned about Taipan's secret weapon--the hard way.

Gay superhero erotica! We continue to love it.

"When the ice melted from around Taipan he found himself in concrete bunker that had been reinforced with metal and locked with a combination, time-delay lock. The bunker was also sumptuously decorated and outfitted with every modern convenience. The second thing he saw was The Freezer, naked and stepping out of a small indoor swimming pool.
     “Well it’s good to see that not all your muscles are over-developed,” Taipan sneered. 
     The Freezer looked over at the villain whose wrists he had chained to a titanium hook in the ceiling.
    “You’re one to talk,” he retorted. “I’ve seen larger pythons slithering out of eggs.”
    Taipan smiled, his yellow eyes sparkling. “Well, it’s more of a grower than a show-er.”

~4,200 words

More from Wayne Mansfield can be found here and here.

In the sequel to "Moonkissed," Jacob adjusts to his new life as a vampyre--heightened senses, new physical abilities, and parties.

Yes, parties. The finest kind, thrown by the best people. His new acquaintances become fast friends, in this lush, romantic tale of vampyre life in modern times.

"They stepped out into a lobby crowded with vampyres. Naked underlings weaved their way through the hordes of guests with trays of green absinthe and angel’s breath – a special wine made with the blood of virgins. By the pillar on the top step a shirtless couple writhed together, their hands all over each other, their kisses hot and passionate. Below in the main ballroom, vampyres danced to the music being played by a live orchestra. The sound they produced was exotic, played on instruments from the old countries. The dances were foreign to Jacob. Some vampyres danced in pairs, others in quartets, creating a spectacular twirling, whirling, kicking and skipping mass.

On the far side of the room under a blood red canopy trimmed with gold fringing sat the Emperor. Beneath the potted palms that flanked him stood naked guards, their muscular bodies still amidst the vitality of the party, their massive cocks on show for everyone to see. The Emperor himself seemed amused, watching his guests enjoy themselves while various individuals approached him and paid tribute, either by kissing his boots or the ruby ring on his finger.

Jacob lost sight of him though as they walked down the steps and into the ballroom."

~8900 words

"Lightworker and The Shadow" tells of the erotic misadventures of a gay superhero who has the power to generate and manipulate light.  He finds himself increasingly unable to control his own darker side as it begins to manifest in the form of an adversary with the power to expose the hero's shadier impulses. Who will prevail?

Gay, superhero erotica? Hells, yes! Not only is the genre very specific, but the story is HOT.

~5,000 words

"Elliot couldn’t help touching himself as he thought again of the burglar he’d temporarily blinded earlier that evening when he spotted the thief tampering with the lock on the front door of a mansion in the well-to-do neighborhood just a few blocks away.  He only got a brief look at the perpetrator after he’d stopped him cold.  He was younger, probably late twenties or maybe early thirties . . . trim, tight build . . . dark hair and dangerous eyes . . . just the type who always turned Elliot’s head and fired the synapses leading straight to his groin.

The superhero caressed his well-defined chest and let his strong hands meander sensuously down past his flat belly to..."

It had been too, too long, and Stuart knew exactly how to be and what to say. Mimi wasn't sure until she saw him hefting those weights in her workout room. All her inhibitions flew as she realized she knew exactly what she wanted, at long last.

Hot and dirty and fast. Orgasmic fun.

"Mimi showed him the workout room. Stuart’s attention was briefly diverted—this room was incredible. An elliptical trainer, a rowing machine, and a weight bench were all there, including an area for stretching and yoga. He walked over to the weight bench and picked up one of the weights. “You know how to use these?” he asked.
    She laughed.  “Yes, I do.”
    “I don’t believe you. I think they’re just here for show,” he replied, hefting the weight, testing his bicep.  Mimi watched the muscles in his forearm tighten, and knew that she did want him. She let go of her apprehensions.
    She was suddenly behind him, reaching around to his belt. ..."

~1800 words

Sweet, sweet Andrew. When will his sweet tooth get the best of him? What does a girl have to do to get his attention? And once she's got it, how far should she go while at work?

Lust and chocolate, at work. Then more lust.  Does it get any better?

"I turned the water on in the sink and slipped the bowls in. I didn’t hear anything: My hands were in a sink of soapy water, and my mind was a million miles away.
    “Excuse me?”
    It was the voice I had been fantasizing about. I turned quickly, too quickly, and I raised my arms, splashing myself so that my t-shirt was suddenly wet and clinging and..."

~5000 words

When Alicia agrees to a game of "truth or dare" with her buddies Beau and Kev, they all get more than they bargained for as the truth of their desires comes out in the escalating heat of their dares.

A quick, dirty tale of young lust and passion. Yummy.

"...Beau's lips leave her and then return, pressing gently to hers, brushing, parting, Beau's tongue sweeping over her lips and she parts, too. She feels a hand on her face, cradling her jaw; another in her hair; and another cupping her breast. The hand on her face nudges and she goes easily, feels Beau's mouth sliding from hers,..."

~2600 words

Read an interview with Mallory Path here.

Tommy, Becca, and Miles have been best friends and rivals for years. On the eve of graduation, Miles worries that everything is going to change, but none of it in the way he finally confesses he wants. Tommy and Becca set out to show him that dreams *can* come true--and fantasies, too.

A beautiful tale of love and friendship, and just how good three people can be.

"...Fingers intertwined, Tommy looks up in time to see Miles respond as Becca opens her mouth: a flash of tongue in the space between them, bridging the distance, his tongue slipping into her, the glimpse gone as their lips lock onto each other again. ..."

~5,000 words

Read an interview with Mallory Path here.