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Hell – Excerpt

Available February 2020

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EXTENDED REMIX!

Includes the short story Feisty Little Firecracker.

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Heaven Sent gets a hell of new keyboardist with a name to match. Heller Witting is an amazing musician and proves to be key to a sound that the band was missing. With lavender hair and big violet eyes, he captivates Brent Rose from the start, and not just with his music.

Brent knows better than to get involved with a member of the band. That just invites trouble and the last thing he wants is trouble for Heaven Sent. So he’ll just keep the attraction to himself. Doesn’t matter anyway. Hell couldn’t possibly want him. After all, Brent’s not gorgeous and flashy like the other members of the band.

When Hell makes his interest in Brent all too obvious, Brent is unprepared and unable to stay away.

Fine, if they just keep it at sex, everything will be all right.

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©2020 Jet Mykles – all rights reserved

“I’ve been watching you.”

They were going to do this now? He patted his pocket for his pack of smokes. “Yeah.” He wasn’t ready. If he stalled, hopefully Hell would give up and head on up to his room alone.

“I want you.”

Brent froze, anger draining as he was speared by an intense violet gaze.

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Purgatory – Excerpt

This entry is part 2 of 3 in the series Heaven Sent excerpts

Available July 2019

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EXTENDED REMIX!

Includes the short story Sexy Spring Surprise.

The remix includes scenes from Luc’s point of view!

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Lucas Sloane defines beautiful for Reese.

Tall and sleek with gorgeous red hair and deep, dark eyes to drown in, it’s no wonder that the famous bass player of Heaven Sent is the hero of many a starry-eyed teenager’s dreams. Reese used to be one of those teens back when Heaven Sent was no more than the house band for the local club, Purgatory. Back then, Reese found the courage to confess his love to Luc…only to be soundly rejected. Luc wasn’t gay. Not long after, Heaven Sent left town and skyrocketed into rock and roll stardom.

Now, four years later, Luc is back in town for a visit and more gorgeous than ever. Surprisingly, he not only apologizes for his treatment of Reese years ago, he comes onto him. Luc’s discovered the pleasures of being with a man and wants to know what it’d be like between the two of them. But Reese can’t. He lives the straight and narrow, teaches high school…he’s even got a girlfriend. He has a normal life. He can’t be gay. But it’s hard to deny the man who’s defined everything beautiful in Reese’s artistic mind.

No one has to know about it, right?

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©2019 Jet Mykles – all rights reserved

Reese stretched his legs before him, staring at the squared toes of his shiny black leather shoes. That perverse need to talk that takes you over when you’re drunk grabbed him by the balls. “After you guys left, things just weren’t the same.”

Luc said nothing, so Reese continued. “Parties just weren’t all that much fun anymore. At first they were all about what you guys were doing and being happy for you.  We had some ragers when your first album came out.” He smiled at the memories, most of which were hazy and melancholy. He’d been joyous for the success of people he knew, but he’d also been sad. “But you weren’t ours anymore, y’know? You belonged to the world.” A glance up showed those dark eyes on him. Gentle, patient, waiting. For what, he didn’t know and currently didn’t have the brain capacity to contemplate. He shrugged. “We all… oh, I don’t know. We all felt part of it somehow, at first, but then —” He shook his head, eyes on the moon. “— then it was just empty. Just didn’t seem a reason to go out anymore. The only thing left was to grow up.”

“Fuck that.”

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Heaven – excerpt

This entry is part 1 of 3 in the series Heaven Sent excerpts

Available April 21, 2019

Exclusive on Amazon as an ebook. Also through Kindle Unlimited and the Kindle Lending Library

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The Weiss Strande Hotel is in trouble. Business just isn’t what it used to be when Tyler’s father ran the family-owned hotel. On top of business being down, Dad’s now sick with cancer so bills have skyrocketed. Desperate to save his family livelihood, Tyler sinks his hopes and money into a new venture: a nightclub at the hotel. It’s imperative that the White Room is a success, or else the hotel will go under. Lady Luck seems to be with them, however, because they manage to sign the mega-popular rock group Heaven Sent to play the grand opening.
Already a huge fan of the group, Tyler couldn’t be more excited to welcome them to his hotel. He’s not at all prepared for the bomb of lust that hits him when he’s finally face-to-face with the painfully gorgeous lead singer, Johnnie Heaven. No, it couldn’t be lust. Yes, Johnnie’s probably the most beautiful person he’s ever seen, but Tyler is straight! It must be a misguided form of hero worship that he’s feeling.
Tyler finds out that he and Johnnie share an obsession: video games. When Johnnie invites Tyler to his room to play, Tyler jumps at the chance. Who wouldn’t snap up the opportunity to spend time with their idol?
He and Johnnie have a great time with the games, but Tyler soon discovers that Johnnie’s got more in mind. The rock star’s aims to introduce Tyler to a whole new level of game play.

Cover by PL Nunn of Bishonenworks

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©2019 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Tyler tried to put Johnnie’s whereabouts from his mind, but he couldn’t quite manage it. He knew when Johnnie left the bar and trailed along into the dark part of the room behind the couch. Tyler panicked, wondering what he was doing, but he didn’t dare look. A click, then sounds from the bedroom, told him that Johnnie had left the room. Tyler bit his lip and fought a groan, not wanting to think of Johnnie anywhere near a bed. The sound of running water told him that the man was in the bathroom, but then his mind filled with what Johnnie looked like wet. He was like that in one of the band’s videos, and Tyler had always suppressed the fact that he found that video particularly stimulating.

Yeah, he had to get out of here!

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Baseball Dad

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction

New characters this time. Hope you like it.

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©2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Sure, he’d said, I can take Baxter home. No problem.

Jess swallowed, trying not to grip the steering wheel too hard. Beside him, the eight year old chattered on about the baseball game his dad was taking him to the next night, listing all the players he was going to see, their stats as well as his personal opinions about them. Jess listened with half an ear, enough to keep up with the conversation, but not enough to silence his inner panic.

He still remembered the feel of Loren Pointer’s hand when he shook Jess’s the other night to thank him for the offer. Jess and his roommate and another buddy from college coached Baxter’s Little League team. Loren had to work late all that week and had asked if there were any arrangements that could be made, since his ex-wife worked late afternoons. Jess had readily made the offer to provide transportation for one of his best players. See? Perfectly innocent. It had nothing to do with the fact that Jess wanted to fall to his knees whenever he saw Loren and beg to suck his cock. The fact that his ass clenched in longing whenever the man talked did not influence his offer at all. The rumors that Loren was gay — thus the reason for his divorce — didn’t pique Jess’s mostly-in-the-closet curiosity at all.

Right. Continue reading Baseball Dad

Stay – Wonderland 4

This entry is part 4 of 4 in the series Wonderland

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction

Graphic sex ahead. NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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©2010 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Grant didn’t often wake with company. His trysts, both male and female, tended toward fun and fast with no strings attached. In fact, he was known as a go-to guy for a casual fuck among his friends and co-workers. Perhaps not the best reputation to have, but it worked for him.

So it was really weird to wake up with Nicky in his bed.

But, it was what it was and he couldn’t say he was sorry. He watched the way the late morning light suffused the gold of Nicky’s cheek and the smooth curve of his bare shoulder. He admired the drape of the black sheets over Nicky’s midriff and studied the casual grasp of long fingers on the sheet corner he held to his chest. Dusky pink lips were parted for breath and long black lashes curled over his cheeks.

Beautiful.

He tried, but he lost the battle. As quietly as he could, Grant got out of bed and rushed into the other room to retrieve one of his cameras. He returned with the digital, flipping the screen on the back into place as he carefully knelt on the mattress. The lighting was perhaps a touch dark but not enough that he needed to flip on a lamp. Besides, shadows often made the image.

He snapped a few photos, feeling only a little guilty. He’d tell Nicky about these, of course, and he’d delete them if the other man insisted. He just hoped Nicky didn’t insist because these were wet dream material. Continue reading Stay – Wonderland 4

Make Me Yours – Wonderland 3

This entry is part 3 of 4 in the series Wonderland

 

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2009

NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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©2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

“Grant.” From his seat on the small couch, Max held up the embossed photo album, smiling from ear to ear. “Thank you.”

Grant returned the smile and raised his drink in acknowledgment of thanks. “Happy holidays, boss man.”

Max twisted to face the smaller man seated beside him. “And you.” Setting the album on the table before him, Max disregarded the crowd surrounding them as he loomed over Ferris, forcing the smaller man back against the arm of the couch. “Thank you. For everything.”

Beaming, Ferris sank willingly under Max, arms wrapping around the larger man’s neck as their lips met. The red of Ferris’s outfit stood out against the deep forest green of Max’s suit, as brilliant a contrast as Ferris’s oh-so-pale skin next to Max’s dark brown.

What a shot. Grant wished he’d brought his camera. But the Nikon was upstairs and he didn’t have any of his spares. Or did he? Switching his Scotch & Seven from one hand to the other, he patted at the pockets of his jacket to see if maybe he’d brought the little digital to the office holiday party. Probably not. As a professional photographer, he avoided bringing cameras to parties so that he could enjoy rather than work.

“Looking for something?”

Grant glanced up to meet deep soulful brown eyes worthy of a photograph. Eyes that looked far more innocent than he knew their owner to be. Eyes that held secrets and made him yearn to know them. Struggling not to show his surprised arousal, he kept patting his pockets and even reached in to search the ones inside the jacket. “Looking for a camera.”

Nicky raised one meticulously plucked eyebrow, one arm crossed over his middle, the other elbow braced on it to hold up his Cosmopolitan. “The photographer without a camera? What is the world coming to?” Continue reading Make Me Yours – Wonderland 3

As A Plate – Wonderland 2

This entry is part 2 of 4 in the series Wonderland

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2009.

NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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©2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

The mouthwatering scent of traditional Thanksgiving fare mingled with the moist, fruity scent from his shower as Ferris emerged from the bathroom. Hesitant, he stepped into Max’s bedroom, letting his eyes adjust to the darker room as he draped his towel over the back of a cushiony indigo settee. “Sir, aren’t we going out?”

“We are. Later.” His master set a small platter of turkey meat amidst the array of the food dishes that sat at one end of the long, sturdy table Max usually used for drafting or cutting fabric. The table had once been a fine, dark wood dining table and this afternoon its normal covering was gone so it could serve as one as well, although the setting was noticeably lopsided with all the food at one end and just a single, incomplete place setting at the other. “But first, you and I must eat.” Max busied himself with lighting the candelabra set in the center. “You know how those people are. The food there will be scarce if present at all.” Continue reading As A Plate – Wonderland 2

Obsession – Wonderland 1

This entry is part 1 of 4 in the series Wonderland

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2009.

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© 2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Ferris tugged at the little tuft of thick curly cotton attached to the waistband of his tiny white vinyl shorts right at the crack of his ass. “This is a bad idea.”

Vondy giggled, well into an alcohol high despite the fact the two of them had just arrived at the party. “Nonsense. You look fabulous.” He tossed their coats onto the pile on the bed and slapped Ferris’s hand. “Stop that. You’ll jiggle it loose.”

Ferris scowled and switched to fingering the cuffs instead. White leather with shiny sterling D-rings that matched the collar around his neck. He felt so… exposed. His Halloween costume was all Vondy’s idea. He should have known better than to mention to his costume designer buddy that he wanted to get a certain someone’s attention. Now, here he was at Max’s exclusive party in Max’s designer house, dressed all in white vinyl, white leather and his own pale skin. The little white shorts were very much that: little. He was pretty sure the lower curves of his butt cheeks were visible and he knew they molded to his crack. Not to mention his cock which, only half-hard in hopeful anticipation of the night’s conclusion, managed to look bigger than normal. Shiny white suspenders of the same black-stitched vinyl were all the so-called clothing he had from the waist up and somehow manged to make his nipples look alarmingly pink. Even the sparse hair on his chest looked paler than usual, more like a very light coating of fur. White boots covered his feet to well above the ankles but, thankfully, Vondy hadn’t insisted on the heeled thigh highs. The headband that secured the fuzzy white and pink bunny ears to his head was obscured by the wild curls of his newly bleached, chin-length hair. He was normally a light blond anyway but Vondy had completed the white rabbit costume by turning his hair stark white. Even Ferris had to admit that it brought out the blue of his eyes and the pink of his lips. Vondy had helped things along by an artful application of makeup that made his eyes look even bigger and his lips far more generous than they were. Seeing himself in the mirror at Vondy’s had just made him more nervous. He looked like the main course for a wolf feast.

“Come, little bunny,” Vondy coaxed, taking hold of his arm. The sweep of his black cloak brushed Ferris’s bare legs. “Time to find your prey.” Continue reading Obsession – Wonderland 1

Holiday Nerves

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2008.

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©2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

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“Oh shit, they’re gonna hate me.”

“They’re not going to hate you.”

“I turned their son gay.”

“You didn’t turn their son gay.” Gale lost the battle with the laughter Frank knew he’d been holding in. “They’ve known I was gay for a while now.”

“But you haven’t brought anyone home for Thanksgiving before.”

Gale reached over to grab Frank’s hand, still keeping his eyes on the road as he drove. “I haven’t wanted to bring anyone home before.”

Frank’s heart swelled. On the one hand, oh my god how sweet was it that his boyfriend loved him enough to want him to meet the family. On the other hand, oh my god how frightening was it to be meeting his boyfriend’s family! Continue reading Holiday Nerves