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Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
Description: Charlie Reid is a world-class wildlife artist who captures the heart of his subjects, revealing them to the world. But he is also desperate to keep his deeply hidden sexual desires secret from everyone, including himself. He never counts on meeting a man like Tyler McKay, however, an environmental engineer who transforms wastelands into viable bio communities that are not only beautiful but functional. Tyler is also the only man who might be able to penetrate Charlie's solid wall of denial and make him admit to yearnings to which he has never surrendered.

Can the men build a bond strong enough to withstand everything the world throws at them? But how far, and to what lengths, will Tyler push Charlie to make him admit who he truly is? When two stubborn alpha males put their desires and needs to the test, will they discover that "surrender" isn't necessarily a bad thing and that, in the game of love, there are sometimes no losers, but only winners?

Genres: Gay / Contemporary / The Arts
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, 2010
eBookwise Release Date: June 2010

17 Reader Ratings:

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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [267 KB]
Words: 59751
Reading time: 170-239 min.

"4 Divas!...I was impressed with this story and the way Brown let the characters be who they are and still fill my emotional expectations as a reader...The plot on this story was structurally sound...This will appeal to readers looking for lots of hot man-on-man, and readers who love their alpha males with a lot of emotional depth."--Jaime, Dark Divas Reviews

"4.5 Nymphs!....P. A. Brown has created yet another winner...Tyler and Charlie are both fascinating tops. Their careers and personalities kept the story interesting and made it hard to decide whom I enjoyed the most....Combines lessons on second chances, friendship and self-acceptance with a breathtaking setting, well-written plot, and interesting supporting characters to make this one story you won't want to put down. Previous and new readers to this fantastic author won't be disappointed."--Scandalous Minx, Literary Nymphs Reviews

"4.5 Stars!...A story that I would highly recommend. The characters are strongly written, even the secondary ones, especially Michael who turns out to be more than what he first appears, and the passion between Charlie and Tyler is intense and clear to see. Even while the two men struggle with their feelings and future, the story flows smoothly holding the readers attention to the end. If you have not yet read one of P. A. Brown's books, give this one a try. I am sure you will not be disappointed."--Lydia, Rainbow Reviews

Charlie grabbed my hand. His grip was punishing. "Oh, no, you don't. You stay right here. Not gonna run out on me."

"You need to go to sleep, Charlie. You're too drunk for this conversation."

Charlie wasn't listening. He forced his eyes to focus on the wall across the room, then shifted to travel down my body, his gaze stopping on my crotch. "You don't look gay, you know that?" He was so damned serious.

"Not everybody does. Most of us don't, in fact."

"You want to give me a blow job?"

"Jesus Christ, Charlie!" I scrambled off the bed and backed away.

"Hey, what's wrong with being curious? I just want to know, is all."

"Know what? You can't be serious."

Charlie sat up in the bed. The gleam in his eyes was no longer that of a vacant drunk. It had a feverish edge to it. "Tell me what it's like, Tyler." He began to rub his cock, which I was alarmed to see, was rapidly filling out the crotch of his Wranglers. "Or better yet, show me. You want to, don't you? I saw you earlier...looking. Don't tell me you don't want to."

"That's hardly the point--"

Why the hell did he seem less drunk now than he had a few moments ago? Had he been faking it, pretending so he had an excuse? An excuse for what? Propositioning me?

What a bizarre idea. I licked my lips at the sight of his bulging crotch. Charlie was right about one thing, I had been looking. Just like I was looking now. Looking and imagining.

"What is the point, Tyler? You want me, I just said I want you. You got an ethics issue here?"

"Are you drunk? Or are you just playing with me?"

"Both. Neither." Charlie's grin was wicked. He continued to play with his cock through the fabric of his jeans. "Come on, Tyler. Blow me."

I groaned. My own erection pressed into the zipper of my jeans. My balls pulsed in anticipation of what was being offered.

"You need me to help you?" Charlie fumbled with the zipper of his jeans. I held my breath as he pulled out a gorgeous six inches of rapidly hardening dick. He stroked it leisurely a couple of times, then met my eyes. His fist gently pulled on the thick head, and drops of glistening pre-cum oozed over his fingers.

I didn't need more invitation than that. If the guy wanted this, who was I to deny him? That I wanted it, too, was completely immaterial.