Today’s Guest is Andrew Jericho an Author for ManLove at Siren Publishing.
Andrew kindly did an Interview with us, he is sharing the first book in the Prison Masters series, Hard Times. You will be able to get a taste for Andrew’s writing with the ADULT Excerpt that is included in today’s post as well.
Tell us a little about yourself, if you were to pick something what would you like others to absolutely know about you?
I’m a ManLove erotic romance author for Siren-BookStrand. I write about gay men in real situations of life and love. I blend romance, passion, and eroticism into all of my characters. My books are not for the faint of heart. I’m a gay transgender man, and my partner, John, is my muse. I infuse my stories with bits and pieces of the man who shares my life.
What are your hobbies, what do you like to do in your spare time?
When I’m not writing expect to find me enjoying spending time with family, photography, eclectic tastes in music and the arts, and browsing the local library and art galleries.
Tell us about the best experience you have had in life?
I’ve had four best experiences—meeting John, asking him to commit to me, the birth of our son, and the birth of our daughter.
What are 5 things you can’t live without?
2. My son
3. My daughter
4. Our three cats
How do you the “Extra Mile” in your life?
As an LGBTQ rights activist and humanitarian, I support a variety of social and humanitarian programs. Through the activism it is my desire to provide a voice for those fighting to maintain their humanity, civil liberties, civil rights, and human rights. We’re all one.
What should others absolutely know about you?
I struggle with some chronic health issues and mental illnesses. Family, friends, and readers know my mantra is, “no sympathy please.” On my blog I share my struggles to raise awareness of different physical and mental ailments, some of which are misunderstand and stigmatized.
I’ve used the following words to describe myself: complex, direct, eccentric, intense, mysterious, passionate, straightforward, romantic, and tender.
What would be your best advice to new writers?
Don’t be afraid to share your thoughts. There will be people out there who respect you, not only for your ideas, but for your honesty.
What is your average writing day like?
I write everywhere. My mind is never silent, and neither are my characters. Yet, I’m a slow writer. My writing routines vary.
Do you have any strange writing habits?
I like routines, but I also enjoy spontaneity. I’ve written under different circumstances and surroundings, so it would be hard to pinpoint just one.
Did you suffer from writer’s block at any stage? How did you overcome it?
I get writer’s block all the time. My theory for coping is when a story is ready to be told I’ll write it. I can’t force the process.
Quick Fire Questions:
Mexican and Italian
Single, Married or In a Relationship?
In a relationship with John Jericho since August 25, 1991
Water or Wine?
I’m John’s water when he’s thirsty. When Baby Doll’s drunk, I’m his wine. 😉
- Book Title: Hard Times
- Book Series: Prison Masters #1
- Author: Andrew Jericho
- Publisher: Siren Publishing (May 9, 2015)
- Book Length: 78 pages
- Genre: BDSM, Alternative, Menage
Ace Freeman is the president of Prison Masters, a BDSM club for gay males.He’s in love with cellmate Tyler Chase and guard Paul Ryder.Ace is Dominant, desiring to take both men as pets. As an experienced sub, Tyler wants to give submission to two Masters. He slips an explicit drawing into Ace’s notebook. Later, he blurts out his affections for Paul. Tyler hopes his actions will gain collars from both men. Underneath Paul’s shy and soft-spoken exterior lies a man who lives the BDSM lifestyle. Paul is a switch. The guard desires a Master who can fulfill his need for no limits, and a pet to dominate. However, Paul knows his desires for Ace and Tyler have the potential to cost his job. A good Master cares for his pets. Ace believes that principle. Once a triad begins to form, Ace needs to find a way to ensure their love will survive even in the hard times. Note: This book contains double anal penetration.
Andrew Jericho is a ManLove erotic romance author for Siren-BookStrand Publishing, LGBTQI rights activist, humanitarian, and freelance journalist / photographer. His books explore gay men in real situations of life and love. Andrew blends romance, passion, and eroticism into all of his characters.
Andrew is a gay transgender man, who lives with his partner and family. They have two children. To learn more about him visit: http://andrewjericho.com/. Andrew can also be reached through e-mail at: firstname.lastname@example.org.
Andrew enjoys hearing from readers, and looks forward to their e-mails. Remember Love is Love…Period.
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Tyler hoped his eyes reflected the desire in his body. Ace was buckling leather fur-lined cuffs around his wrists. When Ace put the first restraint through one of the cuff’s D-rings, Tyler whimpered. He arched his back off the bed.
“Hold still, pet.”
Ace finished threading the restraint through the D-ring. Then, he slipped it around the gold metal bars of the headboard. He repeated the process with the other cuff. Once Tyler was secured, Ace pressed his mouth to his trembling lips.
“Making that drawing come true,” Ace said.
“Both of you are my fantasy.”
Tyler’s dick ached. His lover’s dominance fueled his submission. Tyler’s whimpers were muffled by a three-way kiss. Tongues tangled. Lips moved against each other.
Paul finally broke away from the kissing. “Always compared it to a gentle hug, keeping me in submission.” He wound a strip of hemp rope around Tyler’s left forearm. Each twist created a neat row. The guard tied the two ends in a center knot. Paul repeated the action on the other arm.
The guard used longer pieces of rope on Tyler’s upper thighs, repeating the same process. “There are many styles of kinbaku.” Paul used the technique on his lower legs. He bound him from the knees, down to his ankles, with rows and neatly placed knots. “Don’t want your legs completely restrained together. Couldn’t fuck.”
“We’d fuck, Master,” Tyler replied.
Tyler had been restrained before, but never in the intricate weavings of kinbaku. Paul was right, it was a gentle hug. The sensation of the guard’s rope work, combined with Ace’s restraints, pushed Tyler toward his inferno.
The young man couldn’t decide who was hotter. Both men had smokin’ physiques. As their skin brushed his, Tyler’s flesh tingled. Ace and Paul were back between his legs. Two sets of hands caressed him. Lips skimmed his neck, shoulders, and chest. Paul took a nipple into his mouth, teasing the hard peak with his tongue. Tyler cried out. Ace’s hand smacked his ass.
“Get you warmed up,” Ace said.
“And worked up,” Paul said.
The guard moved down his body. His lover bent his legs against his chest. Paul licked Tyler’s rim, circling the opening.
“Holy fuck,” Tyler spoke.
Paul sank his tongue inside Tyler’s ass. “Are you Master’s slut?” Paul’s tongue teased his rim again. “Expect you to answer me, if you want it back inside you.”
“Don’t forget again.”
The fullness of Paul’s tongue pressed back inside. The guard’s fingertips kneaded his buttocks, keeping the cheeks apart. Tyler whimpered. Ace’s hand spanked his ass again. Paul mirrored the action on his other hip.
Tyler’s dick was rock hard, laying at an angle against his abdomen. Each strike of his lovers’ hands produced a stream of pre-cum. Ace was licking the juice from his cockhead.
“Put me in your mouth, Master,” Tyler pleaded.
Ace hesitated, teasing his swollen head with his tongue.
“Dammit, put me in your mouth!”
“Pets don’t make demands.”
Tyler smiled. “I’m a brat, remember?”
“Yeah, we know,” Paul replied. The guard resumed fucking Tyler’s ass with his tongue.
Ace wrapped his mouth around his shaft. Tyler writhed on the bed. He pulled at his restraints. The young man arched his back off the bed. Ace pushed him back down.
“Love you, Master.”
“I love you, pet.”
After several swirls of Ace’s tongue on the shaft, Tyler’s cock was removed from his lover’s mouth. Tyler protested, yanking at his restraints.
“Yeah, you’re a brat,” Ace said, “a brat who’s going to watch me get his other Master aroused.”
Tyler was trembling. A warm sweat broke out over his skin. The base of his spine tingled as his release built. The smack of hands on his ass cheeks, elicited another moan. He didn’t know how he would survive watching Ace fuck Paul, but he damn sure knew it would keep the inferno smoldering hot.
Ace pulled Paul to the center of the bed. Both men knelt in front of Tyler. Hot. So fucking hot. Ace’s tongue inside Paul’s mouth kept a steady stream of pre-cum running down Tyler’s shaft. The guard’s moans sent electrical current to Tyler’s dick.
“Fuck him, Master.”
“Pet doesn’t like to just be taken. Have to break that wall of shyness.”
Ace’s hands were caressing Paul’s body. Fingertips smoothed the guard’s muscles. Tyler bit his lip when Ace’s tenderness turned to smacks against their lover’s ass. Paul’s eyes closed in pleasure.
“Master,” Paul said.
They touched each other with familiar affection. The dynamic Ace shared with Paul went beyond Dominance and submission. The couple shared a private passion. Tyler recalled his own intimacy with the president of Prison Masters. Right now, that same man was giving what another needed.
“Those needs I couldn’t satisfy before won’t go unmet,” Ace said. He placed a finger against Paul’s mouth. “Don’t speak.”
Paul brushed a hand against his eyes. Tyler knew it was to hide tears.
“I love you, Master.”
“I love you, pet.”
Holy hell. Sweet Jesus. Ace put a ball gag in Paul’s mouth. Tyler must have missed Ace dragging that out his duffel bag, as well as white nylon rope, and the black flogger on the foot of the bed.
Ace turned Paul around, binding their lover’s wrists behind his back. His partner was whispering into the guard’s ear, with each twist of the rope. What was said was not important, but the look on Paul’s face was. Damn. Holy Fuck. Paul was a little slut, too, in Master’s arms.
Paul nodded. Ace picked up the flogger. Tyler expected to see hard lashes against their lover’s back. Instead, Ace wielded the implement in gentle strokes. The tails caressed Paul’s back in erotic massage.
Restrained and bound, the fantasies of Tyler’s drawings were coming true. Seeing his two Masters play was even better. Paul was the hottest switch Tyler had ever known. The man slipped from Dominance to submission smoothly. Tyler already had a taste of Paul. He wanted more.