A New Life: Gay Romance Novels, Gay Romance m m 2017

By Martin Boyce

Thomas laid down on top of him, pressing his body against Jordan’s. When their cocks touched and Thomas began grinding his hard cock against Jordan’s he heard a deep growl at the back of Jordan’s throat. “You like having my prick pressed firmly against yours, don’t you?” Thomas moaned against Jordan’s ear. “Yes, God yes, I can’t describe how good it feels. My cock is throbbing so hard for you right now.” Jordan brought his hands out from behind his head and wrapped his arms around Jeremy.


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• Language: English
• Publisher: Martin Boyce
• Release date: May 7, 2017
• ISBN: 9781386796473

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A NEW LIFE

Chapter 1

Jordan woke up before the sun rose. He looked out of his window and saw that the street lights were still on. Wondering if Thomas was up, he got out of bed wearing only his black boxers and walked to the bedroom door. Opening it, he didn’t see Thomas anywhere, nor did he hear the coffee pot running.

Jordan was twenty-three, with short black hair and dark blue eyes. He had a masculine build from working out. He was such a freak about working out that he had weights in his room so that whenever he had free time he could work out right in the privacy of his own room.

Thomas was one of his closest friends, and there was something new that he had found out about Thomas. Something that they had talked about in passing but hadn’t taken the time to sit down and talk about fully.

Jordan had found out that Thomas was gay. He was all right with it. Not knowing what sex he was interested in, the problem was that Jordan’s parents wouldn’t have liked the fact that he was rooming with someone who was gay. They had met Thomas once or twice and were thankful that Thomas was such a great friend, but Jordan’s father, more than his mother would have a problem with it.

Jordan was close with his parents and he always strived to make them proud of him so that they could speak proudly when they brought him up in conversation.

Are you going to stand there all morning? Thomas asked, his blonde hair a mess and spiked up, the bed head that he hadn’t yet seen. Jordan felt foolish with his head poking out of the gap in the door that he had opened when Thomas walked by him.

I was going to see if you were awake but seeing that the kitchen was still dark I wasn’t sure if I would wake you up if I came out and started a pot of coffee. Jordan shrugged his shoulders and pulled the door all the way open and walked out into the kitchen.

You don’t have to walk around like we don’t know each other. The only thing I ask is that you keep it between the two of us that you’ve found out, Jordan. If it gets out to my parents or anyone who doesn’t know what I am then it could be over for me socially, and with my father, of course. Thomas rolled his eyes as he sat down at the kitchen table.

Thomas watched as Jordan made a pot of coffee for them both. Jordan turned around and made eye contact with Thomas. Thomas’s broad shoulders had always been something that Jordan had admired from the day they met. His tan was year-round, and when he walked into a room his light blue eyes lit up the room like a Christmas tree. Jordan thought that he could be the next Ken doll if he really wanted someone to make a toy model of him.

I don’t understand why you worry so much about what people think of you. Jordan leaned against the counter, staring at him and waiting for an answer.

Would you be proud to tell your parents that you were gay? Thomas raised his eyebrows at him—really wanting Jordan to walk around in his shoes for just one day.

Carrying around a secret like that daily and making sure that his family didn’t find out would be hard for Jordan to do. Hell, it was hard for Thomas to do, and he had been doing it for a few years now, keeping his distance when it came to talking about relationships with his parents.

The lies must be hard to carry out, Jordan muttered, acting as if it was no big deal to him. He liked Thomas for who he was and he wasn’t about to make any judgment calls.

Sometimes they are, like when my mother asks if I’m going to have a family of my own. She doesn’t ask often, but she does from time to time, and I lie to her and tell her I’m not ready for that. If you really look at it, I’m not lying to her I suppose, but I still feel guilty. Thomas looked down at the table as he heard the coffee pot beeping to let them know that the coffee that they were waiting so patiently for was ready.

Do you really want my opinion on what you should do? Jordan asked him, turning back around and reaching