Although I’m still new to the genre, I’ve noticed in a lot of m/m romances or gay books, there’s a lot of tension and/or angst in the books. Characters aren’t comfortable with their sexuality, not happy about being called gay, or their rejecting their partners because they aren’t ready to come out. In fact, I’d say most of the books I’ve read and or seen have these scenarios as part of the plotline. Why? Because it makes for a great story and sometimes that goes beyond the realm of erotica.
In our genre, there’s got to be a reason for the sex. Why are my characters suddenly in bed and tearing each other’s clothes off? They’re finally together after the one who had the issues with being gay has come to their senses and feel’s a sense of relief.
In my latest book, You Don’t Ask We Don’t Tell: Basic Training, my MC Cody doesn’t like that his friends and dad have shunned him. He’s looking for a way out and thinks the Army is the answer to all his problems. Might be, might not. You’ll have to read to find out.
The tension in this story is what made it fun to write. Yeah, making my main character suffer a case of blue balls throughout might’ve hurt but hey, it’s what makes it more enjoyable for the reader. This whole series will have that including book two where Cody and his new best friend attempt to get on with their lives after basic training. I’ll tell you this much. It won’t be easy.
Hope you’ll check it out!
BLMorticia with her snarky series about a man looking to shed his "gayness" The Army's the place to get right, right? Think again!
A gay curious young man whose fell over the fence more than a couple of times is seeking the armed forces to become more of a straight man under the duress of his family. He leaves behind his on and off again lover, Dari Kirk.
At the local recruiter’s office, he meets Corporal Justin Belvidere who can tell he’s hiding something. Running away from something he needs. He knows just what training facility to send him to. The one part of the army that everyone knows to be one of the finest and most upstanding platoons in the armed forces but they have hidden secrets.
Captain Morris Dunst runs Army company 9669. A proud group of men known for their tenacity, wit, and strength. He’s produced some of the best soldiers in his ten year tenure, teaching them how to be real men.
That take it all like men.
When he straightened the wheel, he got out the truck, sprinting to the place he hoped held his ticket out of here. He opened the doors, letting a couple of army men out before he went in.
“Wow,” he mouthed, glancing about the place as if he were a tourist. Large hallways, cream colored walls with decorative crown molding. The floors were made of linoleum. Everything was so clean. The glare blinded Cody.
His eyes fixed of the small line of men huddled together to hand their papers to a soldier sitting behind the desk. Cody tightly gripped the application in his hands.
Do I really want to do this? How will I handle being yelled at by someone basically the whole time I’m there?
Suddenly, young McCayne began to question his decision. He tapped his feet, fumbling with his free fingers as he eyed the men talking with the representative.
Why am I doing this?
Yes, why the fuck was he? Joining the army just so he could gain acceptance? Make his asshole dad proud of him? Would this be worth it?
“Iknowiwantthisiknowihaveto…damnit!” He grit his teeth.
What if he didn’t like army life? What if the captain was an asshole he wouldn’t be able to tolerate?
What am I saying? They’re all assholes. None worse than my dear old dad.
The men in front of him inched closer to the recruiter’s desk.
Cody could feel his palms sweating along with his brow.
What the fuck? I need to man up. That’s my whole reason for doing this right?
He straightened his shoulders and cleared his throat.
Only one more ahead of me. I can do this!
The young man shrugged his shoulders and gulped hard. He stuffed one hand in his pocket and eyes darted from left to right.
Oh my fuckin’ God, I’m gonna…
“Next!” The man in front of him moved away and suddenly it was Cody’s turn. “Yes…um…Sir?”
The guy behind the desk gave him a wry smile. “Yeah, you ready to come serve your country, boy?” He has a slight southern accent and piercing blue eyes.
Damn, the man is hot.
BL is currently a published writer with Rebel Ink and Naughty Nights Press. Her first two novellas, My Lieutenant and Something Fresh Served Hot are silver stars on All Romance Ebooks. She writes bi weekly for Erotic Diaries with Rawiya and a column twice a month on Blak Rayne Books
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