Author Name: Sean Michael
Book Name: Jack of All Trades
Series: Box of Nails
Book: Four
Publisher: Torquere Press
Cover Artist: Kris Norris
Release
Date: September 30, 2015
Blurb:
Brad is
crashing in his cousin Stephen's room while he tries to sort out his life. A
perpetual student, he still hasn't settled on a major after a half dozen years
at University. He loves learning, but so far that's the only thing that's been
a good fit.
Dill is a
full-time Dom who hasn't found the right sub yet. He's not worried about it --
he figures it'll eventually happen and in the meantime, there's plenty of boys
at the Hammer Club who are eager to share a scene with an experienced master.
When Brad and Dill meet at a party at Barney and
Devon's house for subs, the
attraction is immediate and undeniable and Master Dill feels that Brad is the
perfect sub for him. He also believes that as his submissive, Brad will learn
the focus he needs to fulfill his potential and find satisfaction with his
life. Now he just needs to help jack-of-all-trades Brad see they belong together.
Pages or Words: 40,000 words
Categories: BDSM, Contemporary, Erotica,
Fiction, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Romance
Excerpt:
Chapter One
Dillinger Robinson raised his hand to knock on the
door, but it flew open before he had a chance to and two adorable twinks all
but fell out onto the stoop. They stopped short when they saw him, one boy
gasping softly.
"Sorry, Master, we didn't see you there."
Dill chuckled and nodded. "I take it this is
where the party is?" He'd been invited by his good friend Jeff, both of
them members at the Hammer, though he'd known Jeff from earlier. It was nice
they had that in common. Friends not in the lifestyle didn't always understand
it.
The boy who'd spoken nodded. "Almost everyone's
in the backyard."
"Thank you." He stepped to the side and
the two of them continued their headlong rush down the stairs and to the
street.
Chuckling, he went in, closing the door behind him.
From there he went up the half-set of stairs, following the noise to a large
room with a circle of couches and chairs that opened up into a kitchen on the
right.
There were maybe a half-dozen sweet young things
there, and he could see through a window that there were indeed more people out
back in the yard and on a lovely, large deck.
Jeff caught sight of him from the yard, waved, and
called out loudly. "Dilly! Come on out. You want a beer?"
"Jeff!" Grinning, he headed for his
friend. "A beer would be great."
He skirted a couple more giggling boys at the door,
and shook his head as he joined his friend. "You've got quite the zoo
here."
"You know it. It's like herding horny
cats."
That had him laughing and clapping Jeff on the back.
"You've been very scarce lately and now I know why."
"Busy working and making love to my boy,
man."
"So do I get to meet this amazing sub who
captured you?"
Jeff hadn't been looking very hard, he knew that.
Which meant his boy was special.
Jeff didn't hesitate for a second. "Paul, come
meet Dilly."
A sweet boy came over with two beers in hand and
Dill recognized him from the Hammer. He was one hell of a bartender, quick and
clever and charming as hell. "Master Dilly. Welcome. Would you like a
beverage?" The beer was held out.
"Thank you very much, Paul. It's really nice to
meet you formally." He took the beer. "You can call me Master Dill,
though." Only old friends got to call him Dilly.
"Oh, I'm sorry. Master Dill. Of course."
Paul ducked his head, pinked so prettily.
"It's okay, boy, you didn't know." Dill
blamed Jeff.
"Can I get anyone else anything?" Paul
asked.
"I'm good with the beer -- thanks." He
smiled at Jeff as Paul wandered off again. "He's a sweetheart."
"He is. Honestly, he's everything I've ever
asked for."
"I'm so glad for you."
"Me too."
Honestly, he'd never seen Jeff so happy. "So
tell me about this house. It's yours?"
"Oh, no. I manage it for Barney and Dev.
They're the owners."
"A pair of Doms?" Dill asked, looking
around.
"Barney's the Dom. He's... you see the guy
holding that watermelon? That's Barn. Devvie's probably in the center of the
guys."
"Why is he holding a watermelon?" Dill
asked. A Dom and a sub owning a house full of subs. That was interesting.
"I think it's a contest, but really, who
knows?"
"A contest..." Dill chuckled and shook his
head. "Okay... I'm guessing it's quite the madhouse around here."
"You have no idea. I have twenty-two boys right
now, twenty-three if you count the castaway who everyone pretends isn't living
here."
Dill felt his eyes widen. "Twenty-three?
Wow." He grinned. "And what exactly is a castaway?"
Jeff rolled his eyes. "Stephen has a cousin,
Brad. He's a broke perpetual student. He works wherever he can pull a shift,
was sleeping on sofas. Now he has a cot and a sleeping bag in Stephen and
Aaron's room. At least he's safe."
Dill nodded. "It's a good thing you're doing
here. The boys need a safe place, especially if outsiders find out what they're
into."
"It's a safe place. A good home for those just
starting out."
"I think that's awesome." Dill did love
the BDSM community here. They were good people.
His eye was caught by a willowy, lean boy with a
goatee and a little ponytail. He suddenly had the urge to control the boy with
that ponytail. His cock went rock hard, his entire body responding to the
thought. He breathed in, keeping his calm, but unable to keep his eyes off the
boy in question.
"That's my castaway," Jeff noted.
"He's... he's something else."
Dill knew what he thought. "He's
stunning."
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Meet the author:
Often referred to as "Space Cowboy" and
"Gangsta of Love" while still striving for the moniker of
"Maurice," Sean Michael spends his days surfing, smutting, organizing
his immense gourd collection and fantasizing about one day retiring on a small
secluded island peopled entirely by horseshoe crabs. While collecting vast
amounts of vintage gay pulp novels and mood rings, Sean whiles away the hours
between dropping the f-bomb and pursuing the kama sutra by channeling the long
lost spirit of John Wayne and singing along with the soundtrack to
"Chicago."
A long-time writer of complicated haiku, currently
Sean is attempting to learn the advanced arts of plate spinning and soap
carving sex toys.
Barring any of that? He'll stick with writing his
stories, thanks, and rubbing pretty bodies together to see if they spark.
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