| Author: | B.J. Ryder | ISBN: | 1230000155716 |
| Publisher: | B.J. Ryder | Publication: | July 29, 2013 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | B.J. Ryder |
| ISBN: | 1230000155716 |
| Publisher: | B.J. Ryder |
| Publication: | July 29, 2013 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Marcus has been manning the booth at the student fair for hours now, but secretly he's been eyeing the all the hot young guys. You see, Marcus might know what he likes, but he's not exactly "out" amongst his frat brothers...
So when he's finally approached by a particularly nervous - and attractive - underclassman, Marcus decides to make his move... even if his new prey isn't quite sure what he wants yet!
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Excerpt:
Tad shushed him, a long finger against those thick lips. “Why not say it so they can hear you in the cafeteria?” But Tad was chuckling, as if perhaps he was glad, relieved even, to have shared his burden.
Marcus laughed. “Sorry, it’s just… I get it. Honestly, I do, too. Or, at least, I used to.”
“Really?” Tad asked, putting his soda down, peering at Marcus intently. “How… how did you get over it?”
Marcus swallowed, leaning back in his chair. An idea began to form. A little sneaky, a lot dirty, but… what the hell? “I… I could show you, if you wanted me to.”
Tad reeled back in his chair, as if struck. “What… like… personally?”
His body language said “no,” but Tad’s eyes said “yes.” At least, that’s what Marcus hoped. “Well, it wouldn’t be sexual,” he lied. “More like… physical. Like in a doctor’s office.”
Tad smirked, pointing to the disclaimer over his head. “But you’re not a doctor.”
“No, but I play one in my off hours.”
Marcus has been manning the booth at the student fair for hours now, but secretly he's been eyeing the all the hot young guys. You see, Marcus might know what he likes, but he's not exactly "out" amongst his frat brothers...
So when he's finally approached by a particularly nervous - and attractive - underclassman, Marcus decides to make his move... even if his new prey isn't quite sure what he wants yet!
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Excerpt:
Tad shushed him, a long finger against those thick lips. “Why not say it so they can hear you in the cafeteria?” But Tad was chuckling, as if perhaps he was glad, relieved even, to have shared his burden.
Marcus laughed. “Sorry, it’s just… I get it. Honestly, I do, too. Or, at least, I used to.”
“Really?” Tad asked, putting his soda down, peering at Marcus intently. “How… how did you get over it?”
Marcus swallowed, leaning back in his chair. An idea began to form. A little sneaky, a lot dirty, but… what the hell? “I… I could show you, if you wanted me to.”
Tad reeled back in his chair, as if struck. “What… like… personally?”
His body language said “no,” but Tad’s eyes said “yes.” At least, that’s what Marcus hoped. “Well, it wouldn’t be sexual,” he lied. “More like… physical. Like in a doctor’s office.”
Tad smirked, pointing to the disclaimer over his head. “But you’re not a doctor.”
“No, but I play one in my off hours.”
