Damian is short on cash when his friend talks him into an easy-money gig. There’s nothing to filming some straight porn, right? But things really heat up when the shoot is done and Damian gets up close and personal with both of the stars.
Try is Book 1 in the series Damian’s Adventures. It can be read on its own or along with books 2-5, in which Damian and Jare continue their mmf fun. All books are available on Kindle Unlimited.
Book 2: Tempt
Book 3: Hot
Book 4: Bare
Book 5: Love
What Inspired You to Write Your Book?
I was thinking about sexual adventures and how they might begin. In Damian’s case, he got into an unusual situation and decided to be open to where it would lead him. And he is well-rewarded for it!
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Such a difficult question to answer clearly. I really can’t articulate the answer.
“Um…” For some reason my eyes went to Jare, still naked and standing across the room talking with someone.
Noticing where I was looking, a small grin crossed her face. “Never mind.”
“No, I—” But she was already gone.
For fuck’s sake. Somehow I’d just let a hot woman think I was more interested in a guy than in her.
Why the hell was I looking over at Jare when there was a hottie like Tasha standing right in front of me anyway?
Figuring it would be best just to get out of there, I packed everything up quickly. This time when I turned around I nearly bumped into Jare, who had come up behind me.
He was standing closer to me than he should have been. I made an effort to be casual, hoping he wouldn’t notice my discomfort.
His blond hair hung loose, wild and sweaty, and the only thing covering him was a towel wrapped around his waist.
“Tasha was right,” he said, running his eyes not very discreetly over my body.
“About what?” I croaked.
“You’re huge. What a waste for you to be shooting when you should be putting on the show.”
I shook my head, speechless again. And then he reached out to me, his fingers slowly tracing the outline of my erection through the taut denim of my jeans. I don’t know why I didn’t knock his hand away. I should have left, but I was frozen in place. The only part of my body which seemed to be working was my cock, which throbbed in response his touch.
“Nice,” he said.
Nervously I willed myself not to let my gaze slide to his crotch.
Bianca is a professional copywriter who loves to help design and sew costumes for her favorite local theatre company. She finds inspiration for everything she does in Shakespeare, especially A Midsummer Night’s Dream. Her favorite genre is erotic romance, and living on the rainy west coast allows for a lot of time to write!
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