Thursday, 31 December 2015

Stories for When the Sun Goes Down #erotic #romance #ebook #shortstory #love

My collection of 10 erotic romance stories (yes, there's a good sprinkle of kink in there too!) is a bargain at only 99c/99p from Amazon and many other retail stores including AReKobo and Barnes and Noble (prices may vary at these retailers).

Madam President 
The Champagne Whore 
Shy Bird 
The Actress 
Making Shapes 
I Promise to Please 
I Promise to Surrender 
I Promise to Perform 
A Classic Wedding Night 
Stable Manners 

(Please note most of these stories have been previously published in a variety of anthologies)

Wednesday, 30 December 2015

An Excerpt from Brit Boys: With Toys #MM #erotica #romance #bargain #boxedset

My story in Brit Boys: With Toys is called Mile High Kink Club and features a sexy new couple, Rhodri and Darius. They've both got kinks, secrets and a desire that matches perfectly with each other.

He caught the waiter’s attention and signalled for the bill. “Finish your wine.”
“Yes, Sir.” Rhodri frowned at him.
“Yes, Sir, sorry Sir.” A rise of colour shone from Darius’ cheeks and excitement shone from his eyes.
“Anything you don’t like, you safeword.” The red wine and the way the candle reflected in the glass caught Rhodri’s attention. “Malbec, that’s your safe word.”
“Malbec. Okay.” Again Darius fidgeted on the seat.
A small silver plate was put on the table. It held a folded piece of paper. “Is everything okay with the meal?” The waiter asked, a frown marring his brow.
“Yes, our compliments to the chef.” Rhodri pulled out his wallet. “But we’ve remembered there’s somewhere we need to be.” He checked the bill then added several notes to the plate.
“Very good.” The waiter nodded. “We hope to see you again.” He stepped away.
“Here, let me pay for the meal.” Darius produced a brown leather wallet.
“Absolutely not.”
“I insist. My treat.” Rhodri stood.
“Halves then.”
“No way.” Rhodri straightened his blazer and hoped his erection wasn’t too obvious pushing at his trousers. Who was he kidding? It was an impressive bulge and plain for anyone who looked to see.
And Darius was looking right at it.
“Come on,” Rhodri said. “We’re going.”
“Where?” Darius paused. “I mean, where are we going, Sir?”
Rhodri smiled. “You’ll see.”
Darius pulled on a leather jacket, then Rhodri reached for him. He had no qualms about walking through the restaurant hand in hand. He was proud of his sexuality. He didn’t keep it hidden at home so why should he here? Besides, he was big enough to shut most people up with a stare should they decide to take offence.
Luckily Darius didn’t seem to mind holding hands either and pressed up close behind him as they weaved around the tables.
The feel of Darius’ small palm and delicate fingers turned Rhodri on all the more. Fuck. He was like a perfect china doll, all smooth skin, long limbs and eager cock.
He opened the door and stepped out into the cold night, his breath plumed around him. It was becoming difficult to stand up straight his dick was so hard. He glanced about. There were a few restaurants and a bar on the square but he knew straight ahead, in the direction he’d come from, there was just the place. “This way.”
“I have a house—”
“No time.”
Darius giggled as he jogged slightly to keep up with Rhodri’s large strides. “That desperate, huh?”
“Yeah, and it’s not a laughing matter.”
“Sorry, Sir.”
“You should be. It’s all your fault.”
“How come?” He pouted.
Rhodri held in a groan. God, his sexy mouth all offended and pouty, it was nearly his undoing. “It’s your fault for being so damn gorgeous.”
“You think I’m gorgeous?”
“Yeah, now this way.” He steered them down a darker street lined with parked cars.
“Some people have called me weedy in the past,” Darius said. There was a slight shake in his voice, a vulnerability too.
“Some people don’t recognise beauty when they see it.”
Darius stopped suddenly, their hands still locked together.
Rhodri drew to a halt and turned to him.
“You think I’m beautiful?”
Rhodri smiled. “Yeah, you got a problem with that?”
Darius shook his head.
Rhodri could resist no longer. He cupped Darius’ cheeks in his hands, slanted his head and kissed him.
Darius moaned softly and clung to his forearms.
The kiss deepened. Darius tasted of wine and a delicate fresh, open sea flavour that Rhodri could imagine getting addicted to. His tongue was soft and slick as it swept over his. Rhodri thought of it on his cock, hugging his shaft, tugging gently and taking him deep and deeper still.
“Oh sweet Jesus, give me strength,” Rhodri said, breaking the kiss.
“I think you have strength.” Through Rhodri’s blazer Darius squeezed his biceps.
Smiling, Rhodri ran his hands down Darius’ arms then up to his shoulders again. He adored the sense of fragility Darius’ body projected. It was something to be adored, treasured, worshipped and pleased.
Rhodri slid his palms over Darius’ chest then down to his belly. He was super slim and his abdomen tight with muscle. He slipped lower and cupped his palm over his cock.
“Mmm…” Darius said. “Yes, touch me.”
“Do you touch yourself?”
“Yes, of course.”
“What would you do if I ordered you not to?”
His eyes widened slightly, then, “I’d obey.”
“Good.” He stroked to the tip of his shaft, feeling his cockhead through his trousers. “But we can’t do anything here. Come on, this way.”
“Not far now.” 
They stared walking again, then, after a few minutes, Rhodri saw what he was searching for. It was a small alley doused in darkness and appeared to lead to a couple of garages. There was a wheelie bin at the end and a bike with a missing wheel.
“Down here.” He pulled Darius along with him.
“This will have to do.” He stopped and rested his back on a brick wall. He’d no doubt get grit and dust on his blazer, but he didn’t care.
“It’s dark,” Darius said, stopping in front of him.
Rhodri ran his hand over Darius’ hair and stroked his cheek. He could only just make him out in the dim light. “That’s the idea. I don’t want us to be seen.”
“And why is that, Sir?” Darius’ voice had softened, as though he’d cottoned on to what was about to happen.
“Why do you think?”
“I need you to tell me, Sir. I need you to tell me why we’re here and what you want me to do.”
Oh, his pretty little sub voice went straight to Rhodri’s balls. “We’re here because it was obvious in that fancy restaurant that we had to find relief, fast. And this, my sweet sub, is the best your new Master can come up with right now.”
“If you’re happy I’m happy.”
Rhodri smiled. “I need one more thing, though.” He let his hands fall to his sides. This was the moment of truth. Would Darius be as good as he suspected? Could he walk the walk as well as talk the talk?
“What do you need?”
“I need you to get down on your knees, take out my cock and suck it. Suck it until I come down your throat, suck it until I tell you to stop.” Rhodri’s heart beat faster with each uttered word. His dick was damn painful now it was so hard.
“Yes, Sir. Of course, Sir.”
Rhodri clenched his fists as Darius dropped to his knees. He hoped there wouldn’t be anything horrid on the floor, but it was only a fleeting thought because then he was aware of Darius’ hands on his belt buckle, freeing it and letting it hang open.
“That’s it,” he said, smoothing over his hair. God, he was doing it. This was perfect. So far so good. “Now take me out.”
Darius was already performing his instructed task. He pulled down the zip on Rhodri’s trousers then tugged them until they sat around his thighs.
Rhodri tensed his stomach muscles and locked his knees. He wished the lighting was better so he could see Darius knelt before him but this would have to do for now.
Darius curled his fingers around the waistband on Rhodri’s boxers, tugged them outwards and eased the elastic over his jutting cock.
“Ah yeah,” Rhodri said, “that’s it, push them down.” The relief of being free of clothing dragged a sigh from his chest.
The sigh ended on a sharp intake of breath as Darius wrapped his slim fingers around his shaft. There was confidence and strength in his grip. Rhodri took that as a promising sign that he’d give good head.
He didn’t have to wait long to find out. Darius swept his tongue over the tip of his cock then suckled his glans into his mouth.
“Fuck…” Rhodri said, clamping both hands over Darius’ ears. “Your pretty mouth on me, feels so…”
Darius slipped his lips further down his shaft.
Rhodri was aware of the heat of his tongue, the ridges in his palate, the faint scrape of teeth. He gripped Darius’ head tighter, forced his back harder against the wall. He always found getting blown while standing up hard work, he wanted to relax into it but that wasn’t going to be the case here.
Still Darius took him, deeper and deeper.
Rhodri gritted his teeth and tipped his head to the night sky. He could just make out the moon with slippery gunmetal grey clouds rushing over it. “Ah yeah, take me to heaven,” he managed.
Darius set up a fast pumping action. It was the exact tempo Rhodri would have demanded by guiding Darius’ head, but he didn’t need to. It was just right, exactly what he wanted, needed, it was going to make him come…
“I’m going to…” Damn, it was so fast. His stamina had run into the sunset without a backwards glance. “It’s nearly here, play…with my…balls.”
Instantly Darius got busy with his hands, rolling Rhodri’s testicles in his palm.
Rhodri groaned. It was deep and guttural, completely uninhibited and rattled around the walls of the alley.
“Take it, take it all…don’t you dare…fucking stop.” He swung his hips forward, forging even further into Darius’ mouth. Then it was there, an overspill of bliss, a burst of ecstasy. It shot through his shaft and into his new sub’s throat.
“Fuck, yeah, yeah, yeah…” He stilled, shut his eyes and allowed the power of his release to hold his body hostage for a few sweeter than sweet seconds. “Oh God, you can take it. Take it…” He gasped for breath.
He was still lodged so deep inside Darius, his cock pulsing against his tongue, which hugged him like a soft duvet. It was a wonderful sensation to be left with as his climax abated.
Releasing Darius’ head, he silently gave permission for him to withdraw and catch his breath. “You’re fucking talented at that.”
Darius stood. In the weak light Rhodri could see his lips were slightly swollen and shiny.
Darius drew the back of his hand over his mouth. “Did I please you, Sir?”
“You know damn well you did.” Rhodri reached for him. He kissed him hard, tasting the salty flavour of his own cum and slicking his tongue over Darius’. He felt as though he was arriving home, that he’d been on a long journey, searching, waiting, hoping, and now he’d found someone who so far seemed so in tune with him he’d have paid Gay Hook Ups twice the fee.
Darius pulled back, breathless. “Now what would you like me to do?”
“I’d like you to agree to a second date, that’s what.”
Darius was quiet for a moment, then, “Yes, as long as you’ll allow me to organise it, Sir.”
“Does it mean we’ll be doing something you want to do?”
“In that case that’s fine by me.” He kissed him again. Would he ever get enough?

Grab your copy of Brit Boys: With Toys NOW while it's at a bargain introductroy price of just 99c/99p. And don't forget about Brit Boys: With Boys, another steamy MM boxed set that will melt your ereader.

Tuesday, 29 December 2015

Heroines Who Break The Rules

I'm chatting about heroines who live on the edge and take risks for love over on the Brit Babes blog. I hope you can stop by...

Monday, 28 December 2015

Masturbation Monday

Welcome to Masturbation Monday. Here's a few from The Glass Knot which is on special offer this week at only 99c/99p.

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What’s a girl to do when the guy she falls for is married to another man? 

This is exactly what happened to me. Seeing Josh Kendal stroll out of the Mediterranean Sea wearing tight navy swim trunks and looking like a hot new James Bond was a truly delicious moment. Catching sight of his wedding ring was like a kick in the shin and meeting his gorgeous husband, phew, that was enough to make any girl groan at the cruel joke God was playing on her. 

But all was not as it seemed, and when Josh needed a woman to sort out a ‘delicate predicament’ I was the one for the job – heck, what did I have to lose? Certainly not as much as him, literally. 

Trouble is, emotions always get tangled, loyalties can’t help but be divided and with a night of memories so hot they'd have the devil sweating, there was only one thing for it—it was time to get honest, fight for what I wanted despite society’s constraints and open my heart to the people it needed most. 

I slammed the door and leaned back against it, catching my breath. I blinked away rain drops and looked at him as a blinding flash of lightning seared through the bay window. His outline flickered, his face coming twice, three times into brilliant, bright definition. 
“It’s horrid out there.” I put the bag on the floor, being careful to place it on the hessian mat and not on the wooden flooring. “I should have a towel before I drip everywhere.”
There was not a dry square inch on my whole body. My t-shirt had become see- through, my thin lace bra outlined in detail, and my nipples, much to my embarrassment, could be clearly made out.
I shivered as trickles of water ran from the hem of my short skirt onto my knees and down my shins. Pulled my wet hair from where it had stuck to my cheeks, and looked at Nick again.
He was staring at me, lips parted, brows low, eyes ablaze.
A huge crack of thunder roared around us.
Suddenly I didn’t feel so chilled anymore. There was something wild about his expression that was making me as hot as hell. My heart skipped, like a stone over a pond, tripping and fast.
His keys landed on the hard floor with a noisy clatter.
“Nick, what is it?”
“Nick, you’re scaring me.”
“Not half as fucking much as I’m scaring myself.” His sizzling gaze roamed my body, from my head right down to my toes. The hairs on my arms rose, goosebumps attacked me, my nipples jutted out even farther.
“What…what do you mean?” I asked.
“I need to try something.”
Between one gasping breath and the next he was in front of me. His nostrils flared and his teeth gritted as he harnessed my wrists and pinned them to the door on either side of my head.
“Nick, I…what…?”
He dropped his head to mine, his lips just a hair’s-breadth away. I could see flecks of amber at the base of his irises, like whiskey glinting through crystal. 
“Keep still,” he snapped.
I sucked in a sharp breath, breathed in his darkly spiced scent.
“Don’t move,” he murmured, a twitch tugging at his cheek.
His lips touched mine, just, gently at first, but within a few seconds urgency overspilled.
“Nick,” I gasped, thoughts, emotions and desire spinning inside me. “What—?”
“Ah, you feel and taste amazing. I knew you would. I want you, Laura. I want to hear you come again. I want to feel your pussy around my dick and your little body in my arms. I want to have what Josh has with you. I want you to be mine too.”
Oh my God.
I didn’t get a chance to respond, because he was kissing me again, hard and desperate. His tongue delving deep and his stubble raking over my chin. I was glad to be pinned to the door, because his frenetic determination to kiss and get close to me had my knees watery and weak and my stomach doing wild somersaults. I never thought Nick would want me. But it seemed he did.
I kissed him back, showing him with my mouth and my tongue how much I approved of his advances. I wanted him too. Desperately.
Oh, my God, what are we doing?
I struggled and twisted from his kiss. “Nick, we can’t, what about Josh?” How could I do this again, come between them? I was such a selfish cow.
“It’s okay, it will be okay,” he said breathlessly, his body pressing into mine and holding me secure.
“But we can’t go behind his back, we can’t do this and—”
“Shh.” His lips were hovering over mine. “Josh will understand, in fact he’ll be thrilled if we get it together.” He kissed me again.
“Nick,” I mumbled into his mouth. “I—”
“And it’s not behind his back, we’ll tell him the minute he gets in. Josh will be cool with it, like I said before, I know him better than he knows himself.”
“Are you sure?” I searched his eyes, desperate to see the truth in what he was saying.
“Yes, Josh will understand, perfectly, Laura, things are different now, trust me.”
I swallowed tightly and tried to keep sight of rational thought through my foggy haze of lust.
“Laura, do you want me?” Nick’s voice was tense, fraught.
“Yes, oh, yes, but I don’t know how when I want Josh too.” I shook my head, confusion spinning in my brain. “But yes, Nick, yes, I care about you so much and I want you too.”
The twitching muscle in his cheek was hammering along at an alarming pace. “And you understand me?” he asked through gritted teeth.
“Yes, I do, I really understand you, what you want and what you need.”
“So what the hell are we waiting for?”
“But, Josh—?”
“This will make Josh’s fucking day. I promise.”
Okay, I’m persuaded.
It was me who kissed Nick this time, my need and want billowing up my body and pouring out through my lips.
He groaned, captured my wrists in one hand and hoisted them way above my head. With his other, he palmed my breasts.
I arched my back, always wanting more on my breasts. The sensation of wet material and firm big hands was exquisitely rough and I gave into my greed.
His kisses traveled across my damp cheek and down my dripping neck. “I didn’t think I’d ever feel like this again for a woman,” he gasped. “But I can’t help myself with you.”
“Nick, oh, God, please…”
He grabbed the base of my skirt and yanked the small scrap of material upward, over my hips. There was tightness around my buttocks and a ripping sound. My thong being swiftly removed.
Finally he released my wrists, but only so he could tear open his fly.
I grabbed his shoulders, unable to bear a moment of no connection. His hard muscles were tight and moving frantically.
“Ah, sweet baby,” he said, slamming my body into the door with his own. “I need to get inside you.” In one swift move he lifted me up so we were face level.
I wrapped my legs around his waist. My wet clothes stuck to his now damp ones, but I barely registered the cold anymore. His plump cock was nudging at my entrance. His hard, wide head prodding forward. Getting him inside me was all that mattered.
A strobe of lightning filled the now dark hallway, thunder bellowed alongside it. He tunneled right to the hilt on the first thrust, his cock long and rigid. Our cries mingled with the thunder shaking the cottage.
“Ah, yeah, that’s amazing,” he ground out. “Ah, fuck, Laura. Is this what you want?”
I locked my feet in the small of his back, cupped his sharply stubbled cheeks in my palms. “Yes, I want you to be part of me too,” I panted onto his lips. “So fuck me, Nick, make me come again.”
It was as though something in him snapped. If he’d been wild before, now he was positively animalistic. He shunted in, pulled out, forged back in harder. I hung on for the wild ride, my back pressed against the door and my thighs clinging to his waist. His thrusts were too jarring for us to kiss. It was all about satisfaction, increasing the speed, the friction, the pressure building in our bodies.
I shouted out, loud and abandoned to let him know how fabulous he was making me feel.
His hair-covered pubic bone ground up into my clit and his steel-hard cock bashed over my swollen G-spot. With alarming swiftness he delivered me a mind-blowing orgasm. “Ah, Nick, I’m coming, oh…oh, yes…” I found his mouth and tried to kiss him, but I had no control of my lips as a climax stormed through me. There was more lightning and thunder around us, above us, but what exploded in my body was so tremendous, so awe-inspiring, all I could do was sob out my release.
“Oh…my…God…” He froze. After such frenzied thrusting, he suddenly stilled, pulled in a breath so deep his chest crushed me into the door. “Ah, ah, ah, ah…”
As my pussy quivered around his cock warmth spread inside me. I sank my hips down as hard as I could, feeling the softness of his balls on my ass as I took every last inch of his pulsating cock.
“Oh, Laura, Laura, Laura,” he gasped, kissing me again. “It has never been like that with a woman for me, never been so wild and desperate and my passion reciprocated like that, you’re stunning.”
“You’re not so bad yourself.”
He pulled out and gently lowered my feet to the floor.
I felt dizzy, my pussy humming and twitching through the last shreds of my orgasm.
He tucked his cock away and reached for my ripped thong. “Sorry, I’ll buy you more.”

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Sunday, 27 December 2015

Lily Harlem's Christmas Newsletter #news #eroticromance #free #ebook #author

Candy Canes and Coal Dust

Candy Canes and Coal Dust is my Christmas menage a quatre novella and it's just had a great industry review from The Jeep Diva.


Bridget wakes up on the airplane after having a rather loud, rather embarrassing orgasm. Little does she know, this is only her first adventure on her Christmas holiday. Soon she runs into James, Sean and Colin who make it their mission to give Bridget exactly what she wants for Christmas.

This was the perfect book to curl up with in front of a fireplace. It was such a steamy, eye popping read. It was so surprisingly easy to connect with Bridget as a character that I found myself cheering her on. Encouraging her to take the leaps and meet the challenges. Ms Harlem weaved a fantastic web of fantasies, reality and self discovery.

Her ability to describe the characters and their surroundings made it amazingly easy to follow the scene without any confusion. The ménage a quatro is normally awkward and difficult to imagine. This was not the case.

This was my first Lily Harlem and I look forward to future reads.

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Bridget's always been a good girl hoping for the perfect Christmas present, but it's not until her dirty desires are exposed in a very public dream that she gets the ultimate dirty treat to rock her festive season.

A Finnish skiing holiday is the perfect winter wonderland for Bridget to escape her ex at Christmas time - beautifully decked trees, roaring log fires and plenty of mulled wine. What she doesn't count on, however, is a very erotic, very dirty dream on the plane from London to Levi - three perfect lovers all indulging her every whim and desire, how could she not moan and groan and beg for more?

But every dream must end, and as Bridget wakes, with toe curling embarrassment, she realises every passenger on the plane has heard her frantic orgasm...including the gorgeous Irish guy sitting to her left!

Saturday, 26 December 2015

Accelerated Passion

When speed and seduction combine, sparks are sure to fly.

NEW - Accelerated Passion coming February 2016 from All Romance eBooks. M/F sport themed erotic romance.

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Some girls enjoy makeup, low-cut dresses, and bedding famous men. Not me. I’m happiest in my oily overalls, with my hands in an engine, chatting with the guys on my team about aerodynamics and wing position.

So when infamous Formula One champion, Dean Cudditch, comes into my life, I’m content to leave him to his lothario ways. Dean seems on top of the world when draped with adoring female fans, and I refuse to be another of the champ’s conquests.

However, as I get to know the real Dean Cudditch, I begin to see a softer side to him that makes him all the sexier. My resolve crumbles when he admits that it’s my mechanical mind and engineering know-how that turn him on. Before I know it, I’m racing down the fast lane of seduction, passion, and lust. One thing is for sure: when Dean is behind the wheel, it’s going to be one hot ride.

Want to meet Dean Cudditch before Accelerated Passion is released? Check out Breathe You In, he has a small cameo role in this USA Today Recommended Read!

Friday, 25 December 2015

Happy Christmas!

Wishing you all a very happy Christmas! If you've got a new Kindle, here are some freebies and hot deals that you can grab right now!

Caught on Camera, MM serial, Part One is FREE from Amazon and all other good ebook retailers.

Sexy Just Walked Into Town is medley of FREE reads from The Brit Babes, contains my MF story Secret Servicing. If you love it, check out Sexy Just Got Rich and indulge in BDSM loving billionaire stories.

The Glass Knot - usual price $3.99 but for Christmas week only it's 99c.

Stories for When the Sun Goes Down - Eleven of my sexy stories for only 99c!

Brit Boys: With Toys. New release at just 99c (will be $2.99) contains my M/M story Mile High Kink Club.

Thursday, 24 December 2015

The Glass Knot - BARGAIN PRICE

The Glass Knot, my M/M/F novel with over fifty 5* reviews is at a Christmas bargain price on Amazon of just 99c/99p for a few days only - don't miss it!

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What’s a girl to do when the guy she falls for is married to another man? 

This is exactly what happened to me. Seeing Josh Kendal stroll out of the Mediterranean Sea wearing tight navy swim trunks and looking like a hot new James Bond was a truly delicious moment. Catching sight of his wedding ring was like a kick in the shin and meeting his gorgeous husband, phew, that was enough to make any girl groan at the cruel joke God was playing on her. 

But all was not as it seemed, and when Josh needed a woman to sort out a ‘delicate predicament’ I was the one for the job – heck, what did I have to lose? Certainly not as much as him, literally. 

Trouble is, emotions always get tangled, loyalties can’t help but be divided and with a night of memories so hot they'd have the devil sweating, there was only one thing for it—it was time to get honest, fight for what I wanted despite society’s constraints and open my heart to the people it needed most. 

Wednesday, 23 December 2015


Please join me at the blog of fellow Brit Babe, Victoria Blisse, where I'm looking back and looking forward - oh, there's some pretty cool prizes too!

Tuesday, 22 December 2015

Brit Boys: With Toys - OUT TODAY

Out Today, Brit Boys: With Toys, a collection of 8 M/M novellas written by 8 top British M/M authors. All stories feature British characters and the stories are in British locations. This seriously sexy boxed set is initially available at the bargain price of 99c/99p, (that’s a steal for 422 pages of unforgettable M/M literary entertainment that will leave your eReader, and you, burning up) so go and treat yourself this festive season to some uniquely British man-on-man erotic romance.

With stories by

Ashe Barker
MK Elliott
Lucy Felthouse
KD Grace
Lily Harlem
Ashley Lister
Sarah Masters
Tabitha Rayne

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From coast to coast and city to country Brit boys enjoy playing with each other and their toys. Not any old toys, though; guitars, rope, plugs and Moleskine journals all prove to be enormous fun. Throw in a shop that’s wall to wall with kinky ideas, a journalist on the lookout for the next big thing, and Dominants who insist on obedience and there’s sure to be something to cater for everyone’s taste.

Whether it’s a quickie or a slow indulgence, Brit boys know how to hit the spot and they aim to please every time. So take a ride, fly high, come enjoy these sexy boys and their toys.

Brit Boys: With Toys is an anthology of M/M stories written by British authors, featuring British characters in British locations.

Available now on Amazon.

Brit Boys: With Toys

Hard Riders
By Ashe Barker

If there’s one thing Liam loves more than a scorching hot lust-on-wheels superbike, it’s the gorgeous sexy guy who owns such a dream machine. When Jackson finds him all but drooling over his tyres and offers him a ride Liam takes no persuading at all. Soon they discover that their mutual fascination with boys’ toys is not limited to the two-wheeled variety, so it’s just as well that Jackson owns his own sex shop and Liam’s job leaves plenty of scope for dressing up.

But real life is much more than just a few kinky games, and has an unfortunate habit of getting in the way.

All Roped Up
By M K Elliott

When Alex Fraser interviews Conner ‘Big-Mac’ McCaughey, the champion of London’s bare-knuckle boxing scene, he has more than just the fighter in his sights. Hoping to expose the fight club’s illegal dealings, Alex will stop at nothing to get the story, including doing whatever Conner asks.

The moment Conner sees Alex Fraser, all he can think about is what the young reporter will look like bound. Shibari—the ancient art of rope bondage—is the fighter’s passion, and he can’t think of anyone else he’d like to practise on more.

But Alex’s quest to expose the truth could land them both in serious danger...

Doctor’s Orders
By Lucy Felthouse

Hospital porter Aaron Miller isn’t expecting a very exciting birthday. He and his doctor boyfriend, Blake Colville, are working opposite shifts, leaving Aaron to go home to an empty house and the prospect of another shift the following day. Just as he’s leaving work, however, an unexpected sexy encounter in a supply cupboard leaves him feeling in a much more celebratory mood. And an impending dirty weekend away with Blake just puts the icing on the non-existent cake. But who needs cake when you’re dating a dominant doctor?

Toys for Boys
By K D Grace

Alpha Nerd, Will Charles teams up with Caridoc ‘Doc’ Jones in a coast to coast walk across England reviewing outdoor gift suggestions for the Christmas edition of Toys for Boys—an online magazine dedicated to the latest gadgets to tickle a man’s fancy. Will is recording their adventures with the latest smart phone technology. Doc is reviewing the latest outdoor gear. The two quickly discover the great outdoors provides even better toys for boys, toys best shared al fresco, toys that, in spite of Will’s great camera work, will never be reviewed in Toys for Boys.

Mile High Kink Club
By Lily Harlem

Rhodri’s looking for love, but not ordinary love. He needs a man who’ll bend to his will, submit to his desires and obey his every command–including chastity.

So when Gay Hook Ups finds his perfect partner it’s well worth a trip to London. What he doesn’t bet on is his fragile-looking match being a sharp and successful entrepreneur. So when things between them soar, will he unlock the passion, free his desire and will they reach the dizzying heights of ecstasy together? It all depends on whether Darius is prepared to be caged in order to be set free.

Open Mike
By Ashley Lister

Ken finds Mike reading poetry in a bar. Mike is confident and clever and seems capable of teaching Ken everything he needs to know about poetry. And, when Ken asks for his guidance, Mike gladly offers to share his expertise. Consequently, when Mike offers to share more than his expertise in poetry, Ken discovers there are a lot more things he wants to learn from him.

I Get You
By Sarah Masters

Morton is Warren’s boss, and they fancy each other like crazy. Except neither of them has the courage to say so, until Warren blurts out an inkling of his feelings. Morton is stunned by Warren’s offer for them to go away together, but not half as stunned as Warren when Morton accepts. Both of them are pretending to be someone they’re not. And both of them soon realise that being yourself is the best bet.

The Guitar
By Tabitha Rayne

When shy, awkward Kel plays guitar, it’s the only time he feels at home in his own skin. On stage he can hide in plain sight behind his band and the music. It turns him on to play and he can’t help rubbing up against his guitar. Kel is enraptured by a guy he sees every night in the audience and is shocked when this gorgeous guy seems to notice him. So full of his own self-loathing, Kel just can’t accept that someone as perfect as Damien wants to be with him. Will his insecurities put their happiness in jeopardy?

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Brit Boys: On Boys

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