Welcome to the Equal Rights Blog Hop!
July the 4th marks the celebration of Independence Day in the United States. We invite you to take place in a blog hop to celebrate our own march toward independence!
This has been a year of discovery for me. I guess you can say I’ve lived a pretty insular life up until now. Since my private life is…well, private…at times I feel isolated and lonely. That is, until I started writing erotic romances. Since then I’ve been introduced to groups of people I hadn’t interacted with much before, which has been very nice.
I took part in the Love is Love Blog Hop back in February, where I wrote about the term ‘gender fluid’, which I’d never heard used before. I’m not a big fan of labels, but gender fluid to me is a beautiful description for this lovely group of people. I have a couple of friends I tentatively asked if they would use this term to describe themselves. They smiled back and said yes, I was finally getting it.
Another term is transgendered. I knew what it meant, but only recently have I connected with people who describe themselves this way. And I’m so glad I did! A friend of mine has married a transgendered male, and I was able to meet him without asking all the awkward, stupid questions I might have before I became involved in this wonderful community.
I also took part in the Hop Against Homophobia and Transphobia, open to the whole of LGBTQ…more labels! But you know what, this acronym has caught my attention, opened my mind to the diverse and wonderful nature of humans. We’re such beautiful, complex creatures! I’m looking forward to the day when there will be no segregation. We’ll simply all be human beings living together, if not completely at peace, at least with tolerance.
Until then, I think it’s important to acknowledge our differences. The unknown leads to mistrust and fear and hate. If we truly know someone, it’s harder to hate them.
This is probably the main reason I enjoy writing in the m/m erotic romance genre. I’ve met some wonderful people in this writing community who have shared their life journeys. Through them and the research I do for my books, I’m learning that, although we’re all different, love is still love no matter what form it takes.
Be yourself, because you don’t know who might love the person you hide.
Prize time! Comment for a chance to win a copy of any book on my backlist. Don’t forget to leave your contact info.
Also! Answer this question for your chance at the Grand Prize! What is the acronym that has suddenly caught my attention?
He twirled, feeling pretty, desirable, feminine. He adored the way the cool nylon caressed his skin and clung to the slight bulge of his dick. Robin’s smile slipped. What would Jesse think of him, dressed like this? Doubt slithered into his dream of a happily ever after and his stomach churned with worry. It had taken months to capture Jesse’s attention. He’d just had the best month of his life with his insatiable boyfriend, full of laughter and crazy sex.
But what if Jesse wasn’t ready to see this part of him? Robin shuddered as ice touched his heart. What if Jesse was never ready?
The slam of the front door made his heart race a thousand miles an hour. Oh, Shit! His gaze darted frantically around the overturned bathroom. No place to hide.
“Darling, where are you?”
Fuck! Why did he have to put this fucking dress on? Everything was ruined. Robin backed against the sink, miserable as the door swung open.
Jesse’s gaze burned over him and something flickered in his blue eyes. “What’s this shit?”
Robin’s heart broke. He couldn’t speak as anguish knotted in his throat. Making a strangled little sound, he pushed by Jesse and fled across the bedroom. He had to get away! He ignored Jesse’s shout and darted through the sliding glass door, escaping outside.
Sprinting across the lawn into the trees, he hid behind a tall maple when the tears made it difficult to see. Oh Jesus. Oh, Fuck. Jesse would throw him out and he’d be alone again.
“Fucking little queer,” he muttered, just then hating who he was.
“Hope you’re not talking to me.”
Robin jumped at the voice then stared at the ground, breathing hard, waiting for the cruel words and laughter he deserved. Fingers brushed his cheek and he flinched, but didn’t resist when Jesse tilted his chin upward. His lips parted in a gasp on seeing the warmth in Jesse’s eyes. Jesse stepped closer to him, trapping Robin between the tree and his strong body.
“Two things,” his boyfriend murmured, brushing Robin’s lips with his own. “Never run from me again. And…” he punctuated each word with a nip on Robin’s bottom lip. “Baby, you look fucking adorable.”
Robin collapsed back against the tree, weak with hope. “What?”
Jesse pulled him into his arms and ran his hands down Robin’s back. He cupped Robin’s ass, nudging their cocks together. “I said you’re damned sexy, honey. I’ve been waiting weeks to see you like this, but you’re even prettier than I imagined.” He thrust his hips. “I want to fuck you right here against this tree.”
Jesse suddenly ducked his head and put his mouth on one of the small buds poking against the nylon on Robin’s chest, biting gently. Robin’s head swam with pleasure and bewilderment. “I don’t understand. How did you know…about me?”
“You forgot to log off of Xdress after you ordered. In fact, I want to see…”
Jesse dropped to his knees in the soft moss, the spark of desire in his eyes, and Robin held his breath as Jesse slowly raised the hem of the short dress.