Suck It Up!: Gay Erotica

By Dominick Cummings

In SUCK IT UP, four guys experience the intensity of male-on-male action for the first time...and now they’re hooked!

HIS DAD IS NOW MINE- After being dumped by who he thought was his dream boyfriend, Vince is shocked to find out that his ex’s ruggedly handsome dad may just be a little bi-curious. But can he go there with his ex’s FATHER?

MASTER MEE- A professional Asian dominant master puts a big muscular Caucasian guy in his place...in more ways than one!

UP MY KILT- A sexy well-built African American photojournalist is less than enthusiastic to cover a local Scottish festival for the newspaper...that is until he finds a masculine, red headed Scot who isn’t wearing anything under his kilt and has a furry ass just begging to be taken.

JUST A TRIM & A BLOW DRY- A chance encounter with a smooth, beautifully handsome Islander hairdresser leads a man to consider that his wife isn’t the only option...for backdoor fun.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Chances Press, LLC
• Release date: Mar 13, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301707188

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Suck It Up!

by

Rusty Saber and Dominick Cummings

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Copyright © 2013 by Rusty Saber & Dominick Cummings

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His Dad Is Now Mine

by

Dominick Cummings

As I sit here at the vanity carefully touching up my hair and putting it into a casual yet trendy faux-hawk, I'm starting to reflect back on how I made it to this point. I would have never in a million years believed you if you had told me this would be happening six months ago when I was at a very low point. As hard as I tried, I did not look like the confident, handsome young man basking in happiness that I was today. Wow...just when I thought the chips were down for this boy, I ended up on top. So to speak...

Are you ready, my dear? a kindly older woman named Gladys asked me after she poked her head into the dressing room.

Gladys had been put in charge of helping me get ready, steaming my suit and polishing my shoes.

Never more ready, I said, standing up and running my hand one more time through some of my short auburn curls getting them to lay just so.

Everyone's waiting. I'm so excited for you, Gladys said, bobbing her blue-tinted haired head.

Thank you, Gladys, I said, taking a deep breath before saying, Let's go!

But before we move on though, let me go back to one of the important events leading up to this event, a day I felt like my little heart had been stomped on.

I'm just not sure this is what I want long-term for myself. It's not about you, Jason told me across one of the tables at what had been our favorite brunch spots, Cafe la Verge.

How can you say it's not about me? I demanded. You just told me that you weren't sure if this is what you want.

Jason sat quietly for a few moments obviously trying to choose his words carefully. I took a good hard look at him. He had been what I thought was my fantasy man come to life. Six foot two inches tall, dark hair, icy blue eyes, a muscular defined body. He swept me off my feet when we first met. Strong arms for me to snuggle into, candle lit dinner, and