Posted by on 2012.04.05 in News | 0 comments

ad014-dance-for-dad-sampleHello all! Wow I haven’t posted in a while. Been busy writing like a bee! I hope you all have a wonderful long weekend, regardless of whether you observe Easter or not.

But just in case you are stuck with obligations you’d rather not have… here’s something to take your mind off of the Easter Bunny. The 5th installment in the “Gay Erotic Encounters” series, “Dance For Dad” is now out at Amazon, Smashwords and B&N.

If you liked the story, I’d love to hear from you. You can leave me a review on the retailer of your choice, on Goodreads, or email me at

When Dylan walked into the club he works at that night, he never imagined that his former-stepfather Jonathan—the same man he’s been infatuated with for months now and has just had a big fight with—would be there in the audience.

What happens when he finally works up the nerve to cross the line he knows he shouldn’t be crossing and seduces Jonathan?

WARNING: This short story contains explicit and graphical depictions of hot man on man action, and is intended for mature audiences only. (5200+ words)


I dipped my head down next to his, whispering hotly into his ear. “Tell me.”

“You…” He sighed, his eyes still shut. “I want you.”

“Then take me.” I sighed, happily. I buried my nose to the crook of his neck, breathing in the manly scent I’d been missing. “Do whatever you want with me.”

“I can’t!” His eyes blinked open, and he pushed me away, causing me to lose my balance. He gripped my bicep and tried to steady me, only to end up tripping and falling on top me when I landed on my back on the couch.

“Yes, you can.” I gripped his dress shirt tightly, refusing to let go. “You want to.”

I arched my hips up to grind against him, feeling him through his pants. His breathing hitched.

“And I want you too,” I said.

We were so close I could see my own reflection in his dilated eyes. I pushed up just enough to brush my lips against his.

God. How many nights had I dreamt of this? I moaned softly as he followed my lead and began ravaging my mouth.

“I shouldn’t.” He pulled himself away from me, pushing me off of him, and got up from the couch. I sat up and stood as he made his way to the door.

“Is that what you really want to do? Leave?” I asked, slipping my shorts down bit by bit, slowly revealing my bare playground. Jonathan stopped, turning halfway towards me as his eyes trailed down my arms to where my shorts were barely covering my raging hard-on. I could tell he was trying so hard to look away but he couldn’t.

I pulled my shorts down the rest of the way and smirked when I heard the sharp intake of breath. Letting it dropped to the ground, I stepped out of them and my shoes as I sauntered slowly towards him. “You and I kept pretending that we weren’t interested in each other, when all we wanted to do was to give into that need.”

“Dance For Dad”, now available at these fine retailers:

Happy Smutting!

- Addy