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Monday, September 26, 2016

My God It's Monday

Wow, what a week. And this week is going to be super cray-cray. But at the end of it I am going to the Toronto Zoo, so that should be fun. I hope the polar bears are feeling playful!

Weather is much improved. Cold nights not too warm days. I love this weather, just adore it. I love the rainy gray days of September and October, too, though I don't know if we'll get them this year, it's been fairly dry since... well for a couple of years, really it's been drier than usual.

I was hoping to go apple picking this year, but it's already the freaking end of September so I might be too late. Possibly on Thanksgiving Saturday.

I'm taking a break from edits for a few minutes. Almost all the blogposts are in. The cover forms are half done. The edits are 2/3 done, but then I've had to add getting a book ready for submission to the list. It's been an intense week and a half. I think I get a bit of breather for October, although I'm going to be doing Halloweenapalooza for the whole month, so probably not on the breather. But giving stuff away is fun, right? Right! And fun is never hard work. *looks left and right* okay, okay, I didn't believe that either!

I've just put up another reprint. Slowly working to get that backlist up. I took a break after getting all the Hammer books, and Jarheads, and such up because whoa there were a lot of them, but now I'm getting back into the swing of it.

Broken Road

 Can lifelong best friends find their happily ever after in each other?

Ardie and West have been friends since the second grade. They’ve been through a lot together: homework, broken bones, the death of a parent, and dreading high school dances. Through Ardie working the family farm and taking care of his siblings, and West chasing his college boy dreams, their friendship never falters, even with the gap of years and lifestyles.

West goes through a series of boyfriends, making Ardie wish his friend could find someone who loves him as much as Ardie does himself. Waiting for the right time to tell West he’s gay, Ardie figures he’s lost his chance when West finally meets someone who seems just right for him.

When the bottom falls out for West, there’s only one person he thinks to call. Ardie is there for him when he does. A little vacation seems to be the right thing, not just to ease West’s mind, but for Ardie to slide into West’s life again, finally letting his friend know how deeply he cares.

Will these two bet friends realize there might be more between them than just friendship? Find out if their Broken Road lead to happiness in this heartwarming read.

Buy link:
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon - will share when it goes live there.

Have a good week all
Sean
smut fixes everything

Saturday, September 24, 2016

Smutterday - Emergency Serives

As promised, here is a smutty excerpt from Emergency Services


Underground: Emergency Services

Can love truly conquer all?

Jet Wannabi has been working undercover for over a year with nothing more than the odd furtive phone call to his lover and master, Blaze Swanson. All that’s about to change, though, as a year’s worth of work is coming to a head in the biggest bust Jet has ever been a part of. When the SWAT and Narcotics teams roll in early, Jet gets trapped between them and the bad guys, with disastrous results.

Firefighter Blaze Swanson is more than ready to have his lover and sub home with him when he finds out that Jet’s been hurt in the bust. He gets to the hospital as fast as humanly possible, only to find out that Jet has banned Blaze from seeing him. Jet believes he’s ruined and that letting Blaze go to live his life is the right thing to do.

Blaze is going to have to call on all of his stubbornness, love, patience and abilities as a Dom to convince Jet that not only do they need each other, but the lifestyle they’ve enjoyed in the past is not out of reach, not if Jet puts his trust in his master to take care of him.

Join Blaze and Jet on their journey to rediscover how they fit together.

buy links:
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon


Smutty Excerpt:

“Okay, boy.” Blaze stood in front of Jet. “Your turn. Undress me.”

“How far, Master?”

“I want your mouth around my cock before we begin the orgasmpalooza.”

“Orgasmpalooza.” Jet stared at him, wide-eyed. “Did you seriously just say that?”

“I did. Orgasmpalooza. It sounds like a plan, doesn’t it?”

“God, it sounds utterly dorky and I love you.”

“Master Dorky,” he insisted before grinning, laughing. “I’m serious about the blow job first, though. Boy.”

“You know there’s nothing I like more.” Jet gave him a shaky smile. “You’ll have to help me get down, I think.”

“No I think you should lie on the table and I’ll straddle you.” He wasn’t going to make Jet kneel for an extended period of time.

Jet’s entire body relaxed a little bit, the visible relief strong, shocking. “Yes, Master.”

Then Jet eased Blaze’s leathers down over his hips. He hummed, enjoying the touches, but more than that, loving the fact that he could still give his boy what he needed. That he still knew. As Blaze made the right steps, Jet was easing into his headspace, into his submission.

He toed off his boots and pushed his leathers off the last bit so Jet didn’t have to bend all the way over. Then he took Jet’s shoulders and moved him over to the wide massage table. “Let’s get this scene started.”

“Yes, Master.” Jet climbed up, cock not hard yet, but beginning to fill. He would make sure it happened.

He climbed up after Jet, happy that the table was a little bigger than regulation, giving him enough room to set his knees on either side of Jet’s head without risking falling. Jet reached up and stabilized him, supported him, and opened like the cockhound he was.

“Needy slut.” Blaze was so glad to see it. Smiling, he rubbed the tip of his cock along Jet’s lips.

His boy lapped at him, working his slit just enough to make him shiver. He kept rubbing back and forth, using his own movement to tease Jet’s tongue along his cockhead. He licked his own lips, watching every move Jet made.

Daniel moaned softly, Chris on his knees, worshiping the man’s cock.

Blaze turned his attention back to his boy and pushed forward, cockhead sliding between Jet’s lips, and Jet opened up, eager and easy. He fed more of his cock into Jet’s mouth, groaning at the heat. When Jet began to suck, his groan turned into a full-blown moan. Nothing was like this. Nothing. “More, boy. I want more.”

Jet gave it to him, suction increasing, making him rock his hips to push his cock deeper into Jet’s mouth. It was so hot, and every time Jet’s suction increased, it got even better.

Jet made a soft noise, the sensation vibrating around his prick. Fuck, that was fine. Just what he needed.

He touched Jet’s cheek, fingers tracing the sharp cheekbones made sharper by the injury and lack of appetite. He slid his fingers down to touch where his cock disappeared between Jet’s lips, making another soft noise at the sensation of his own fingers sliding along his spit-slick prick.

No one had ever sucked quite like Jet. His boy needed better than anyone. Ever. And Blaze thanked every deity he could think of that they hadn’t lost this, that Jet could still suck, still wanted to.

With another loud noise, he pushed in harder, moving faster and going deeper, making Jet take him. Every single suck made his eyes cross, every swallow made him cry out. He wrapped both hands around Jet’s head as he knelt over his boy and just took Jet’s mouth like he owned it. He could see the flare of need in Jet’s green eyes and knew his boy was loving this as much as he was. He wanted to crow with the sheer joy, relief that he hadn’t lost this rushing through him in a strong wave.

His balls drew up tight against his body, and he knew he couldn’t make it last much longer. That was okay, though, because they had a whole fucking scene planned with lots of coming and lots of pleasure.

Jet groaned softly, tongue lashing his shaft, demanding more and more. Demanding that he fill Jet’s mouth with the proof of his need.

“Greedy, pushy boy.” It wasn’t a complaint at all; it was a compliment. And they were the last words he said, his come shooting out of him and flooding Jet’s mouth.


Sean
smut fixes everything

Friday, September 23, 2016

Random Friday

The todo list doesn't seem to be getting any shorter as the days go by and I feel like I'm flailing. Like I'm running on a treadmill - running and running but not actually getting anywhere. I'm sure all of a sudden I'll hit the tipping point where it feels like I'm actually getting somewhere, but I'm totally not there yet.

This'll be why I've been and will likely continue to be, a little absent on social media as I hunker down to do listing. Either that or you'll see me everywhere as I try and avoid said to do list. Lalalala, I can't see you, type of thing.

So my weekend is scheduled already - plenty of editing, blogpost creating and writing. The weather is supposed to be my version of gorgeous - not higher than 20C (68F) for the foreseeable - so that makes me very happy. I imagine there will be a few hotter days somewhere in the beginning of October, but hopefully not too hot at that point.

I have a stack of movies to watch, and a bunch of shows on the dvr, and they are tempting me! I need to be good and hold strong, though. Once all the edits are done and returned I will... have more edits to contend with, I'm sure!

Looks like this post has been brought to you by edits!

Have a great Friday everyone and an even better weekend.

Sean
smut fixes everything

Wednesday, September 21, 2016

Randomly on a Wednesday

Missed any sort of weekend post. Missed My God It's Monday. Missed Movie Tuesday. O.o

Of course since Friday I've had six edits drop into my mail box and 5 of those are novels... there's ten cover art forms due, and I've got at least a dozen blog posts to write... yes, that's me you see running around screaming and waving my arms in the air, totally flailing.

Since I updated my iPhone, several times a day it beeps at me and tells me I need to breathe. it runs through about a minute of breathing for me if I hit okay instead of snooze. I really need the zen right now so I'm trying to do it at least once a day.

I tell you what has made me happy and less stressed, though, is hitting the love button on posts on FB today - for most folks you get a little fireworks explosion of hearts when you do that. It's a little bit addictive, so while it's fun and happy making, it's also taking time from when I should be working on, well anything really, but especially edits.

All this editing is also cutting into my organizing October time. See, I'm planning a Halloweenpalooza for the entire month of October. There will be daily giveaways of books, weekly non-book fun giveaways and a grand prize on the 31st. Now if I could just find a half hour here and there to get myself properly organized... because if I don't, I can guarantee you that I will be playing catch-up the entire month and getting Halloween themed prizes out in December!

I wanna do a post about the new TV season, but that's going to have to wait. Maybe I'll save it for next week's Movie Tuesday. If my head hasn't exploded by then ;)

Okay, I've got to get back into the fray.

Oh! Happy Humping Day to all!




Sean
smut fixes everything

Wednesday Book Day

I'm still excited about the release of Underground: Emergency Services so today I'm sharing an excerpt with you - not a smutty one, I'll do a smutty one on Saturday :)

Underground: Emergency Services

Can love truly conquer all?

Jet Wannabi has been working undercover for over a year with nothing more than the odd furtive phone call to his lover and master, Blaze Swanson. All that’s about to change, though, as a year’s worth of work is coming to a head in the biggest bust Jet has ever been a part of. When the SWAT and Narcotics teams roll in early, Jet gets trapped between them and the bad guys, with disastrous results.

Firefighter Blaze Swanson is more than ready to have his lover and sub home with him when he finds out that Jet’s been hurt in the bust. He gets to the hospital as fast as humanly possible, only to find out that Jet has banned Blaze from seeing him. Jet believes he’s ruined and that letting Blaze go to live his life is the right thing to do.

Blaze is going to have to call on all of his stubbornness, love, patience and abilities as a Dom to convince Jet that not only do they need each other, but the lifestyle they’ve enjoyed in the past is not out of reach, not if Jet puts his trust in his master to take care of him.

Join Blaze and Jet on their journey to rediscover how they fit together.

buy links:
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon


Excerpt:

Jet floated, caught in a haze of pain and exhaustion and one dream after another. Nothing wanted to move, nothing felt good or solid or right. His heart tugged at him, wanting Blaze in the worst way. His head knew better, though.

His left side was… trashed. He’d been through nine surgeries already, and the doctors said there were more to come. His knee had been replaced, his shattered arm stitched and unstitched and restitched. And his face. God. He hadn’t even looked, but there was nothing but bandages when he explored.

He was broken. His jaw was wired shut. He wasn’t going to be able to go home for weeks. From here, he was going to a nursing facility. He didn’t want to see anyone.

Especially Blaze.

How could face his handsome stud of his lover like this?

“Jet? Jet, honey?” His mom knocked on the door and opened it, all smiles. “I brought you a coffee milkshake and a soft blanket. I hate the blankets here.”

She didn’t flinch away from him, she didn’t wince. She met him head-on.

He was fucking grateful for that and he mustered up what he hoped was a smile for her.

“You’re the best. I don’t suppose you brought something for me to do?” Hopefully she understood him through his wired teeth.

“I brought you your iPad and the charger and this neat thing that I have to figure out, but it holds the tablet up.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

She put the iPad on the tray table and swung it over in front of him.

“Blaze called me last night,” she told him as she opened up the tablet holder.

“Yeah?” Just hearing Blaze’s name hurt.

“He doesn’t understand why you won’t let him come.” She looked up at him. “I don’t understand myself.”

“You know why. Look at me.” His nickname had been Hollywood. He was the one with the pretty-boy face, the lean muscles, skin like coffee.

Now he was hamburger meat.

Blaze wouldn’t want him; Blaze would be sorry for him. He’d rather just go out in a… well, in a blaze of glory.

“You think that’s going to matter? That man loves you.”

“And I love him.” So he was doing the right thing. He wasn’t going to go back to work now. They’d already put him on disability. They didn’t know if he was going to walk, if his hand was going to work. What? Blaze was going to play hard with this body?

Christ, he’d die before he had to watch Blaze cheat on him, find someone else. Or worse, just become a sexless thing like him. No. No, if he got better, if he got whole, he’d go win Blaze back.

She clucked and began fussing with his pillows. “You’re being a stubborn ass.”

“Surprise, surprise. When are you heading home?”

“I can go now if you want to be alone.” She pursed her lips and raised an eyebrow at him.

“I meant for good. I know you can’t just… stay here forever.”

“I’ll stay as long as you need me, son.” She pulled the chair over next to his bed and pulled out her knitting.

He closed his eyes against the wave of hysteria that hit him.

“You need anything, honey?”

Blaze.

For it to be ten days ago.

A hamburger he could chew.

“Just the shake, please.”

She put a straw in it and set it on the table, moving it closer to him. “You need me to put the straw in your mouth?”

He grabbed the straw with his lips and pulled gently, the wires on his teeth got cold fast.

God, he hated this. Every fucking second of it.

“Blaze offered to let me stay at your house instead of a hotel,” Mom told him.

“I thought you said he called you last night?”

She nodded. “He did. From the firehouse. He was on a shift.”

“Oh.” His beautiful, strong lover. Master. Best friend. Taking care of his mother. That was Blaze all over again.

He closed his eyes, tears sliding down his cheeks, and he hit the morphine button again. He hurt. He hurt all the way down to his soul.


Sean
smut fixes everything

Friday, September 16, 2016

Random Friday

It is a stunningly beautiful day. No humidity. A nice breeze. It started out as 6C (around 42F) which put it at just below the magical threshold of 7C is where you can start to see your breath - and I totally did when I was out walking the dog first thing. It was glorious.

I'm watching Team Ninja Warrior, which I DVRed, and it's so much fun watching them go head to head. Beautiful bodies, incredible abilities. It's amazing to watch. I love all things Ninja Warrior.

Did you hear that Underground: Emergency Services is out? I might be a little exited about it.

I want to do a big thing for October - Halloween Month. I already have my door wreath and this year I've picked up a fog machine. Not just a fog machine - a fog machine that blows fog-filled bubbles! But I meant online, really. I need to find pics and neat links and stuff and really do it up.

I love Halloween, almost as much as I do Christmas.

Have a great weekend, everyone!

Sean
smut fixes everything


Contest Winner and New Contest

Congrats to SMM, winner of an ebook copy of From the Get Go (which is on pre-order at Dreamspinner and will be available for download on September 28).

So it's time for a new contest and I found a little plush white bear and plush lion to represent Harry and Metro from Shifter Rescue: Spirit. So just send me an email -- seanmichaelwrites @ gmail . com (without the spaces) -- with "plushy spirit" in the subject line before midnight Thursday next week. I will randomly choose a winner on Friday. I do mail items overseas (yes, even to Australia) so feel free to enter no matter where you live.


When spirit-bear shifter Harry bursts into the Old Tavern, Pirou is more than happy to offer sanctuary to the bleeding and terrified man. After all, hysterical and clearly abused, Harry is just the kind of shifter the rescue operation is made for.

Metro is a friend of the rescue who comes in once a month to do the books. When he sees Harry, he feels sympathy for the little bear, and something deeper, too. As he spends more time with Harry, Metro falls for him. But will Harry ever be able to let go of the things that were done to him long enough to let Metro in?

Only time and patience will tell. Fortunately Metro's got both...

Buy links:


Sean
smut fixes everything