Day Seven Michael's 70K Bash - Patricia Logan

Good morning! Happy Monday and welcome to Michael's. I'd like to take another opportunity to thank everyone who has visited and especially the authors who've been so gracious enough to donate prizes!

Next is my good friend and awesome author Patricia Logan with a post. Let's listen to what she has to say!

Thank you for letting me blog today Michael and HAPPY BIRTHDAY Taboo  Indeed!!!

Today, since we are talking about Men as inspiration, I thought I’d touch on that exact subject…

Hot guys on a daily basis… my terrible cross to bear!

My goodness, there are a bunch of beautiful men out there! In my business, I am confronted, happily, I may add, with pictures of the most beautiful men that exist. But, looking at the latest Bond film, released this week, and Daniel Craig, who is worth a standing ovation in the world of beauty… What is it exactly? Beauty… a fleeting moment… a few years of being hot?

I’m certain that these models take what they can from the life in front of the camera… money, fame, fortune… they must gain a world of fans… but must it also be draining? I have a very good friend, a family member really, who became a superstar singer in the 80’s when she was only sixteen. It was a time when pop culture was located in the malls of America… she sang to thousands in mini concerts all across the land.

She started off on Star Search, winning the contest when she was merely a child. Those pipes! What reasonable person could listen to that kid sing and wonder if she wouldn’t be the next superstar? Well, they made her one! To this day, she wonders what would have happened had she not been literally launched into fame at the tender age of ten. She’d begun simply enough, singing at county fairs, weddings, wherever her parents (red-necked stage-parents) could showcase their baby’s talent. This is not to say that she didn’t love the applause, the allocates, that came with being a brilliant young singer, but she was definitely not prepared for what came next.

When I say that this young woman became a superstar, I mean SUPERSTAR, along the lines of Madonna or Michael Jackson, in her time. When her manager stole from her, her recording company wrote her off after three platinum albums because she began to grow up and her voice began to change, her world turned on its head. She publicly “divorced” her parents, coining the phrase “emancipated minor”, causing the “Enquirer” to turn their sights on her and pretty soon, her young career was history. The millions that she had earned, dried up and she was relegated to the back of the shelf, before CD’s were even invented. Her adult career has included VH1 appearances of “Remember T*****Y?” and the bio channel.

I worry for these gorgeous men, the ones we look at every day and wonder about. Who are their boyfriends? Are they being loved, taken care of, as my friend was not? Do they realize that they have much more value than the next headshot?

My daughter has had some touches with the “star” community in the last few years. Her father and I were told to get her into modeling from a very young age. She’s one of those rare kids that have personality, talent and gorgeous looks. About two and a half years ago, I took her to tryouts for a modeling shoot at a relative’s urging. She made the cut and began acting classes in which she excelled. She also LOVED it. That was important to me. If she liked what she was doing, well, then it was okay to introduce her to this world… wasn’t it?

About a year ago, I took her for new headshots. Her photographer, here in Los Angeles, is world famous, having photographed everyone from rock stars to the President. Her shots were amazing and he swore that the camera loved her and that if she wanted to truly pursue acting and modeling, she’d go far. I had to sit her down and ask, is this really what you want? In truth, she was flattered, a little excited by all of the attention but she said, “Mom, I want to be a kid for awhile.”

I wonder how many of these pretty boys that we gaze at every day, had someone in their lives who asked them what they really wanted to do. I read stories all the time about boys drawn into the life of “modeling” and yet end up at the raw end of the deal as my friend did… with managers who steal them blind and ruthless profiteers who would just as soon see them as rent boys if they weren’t bringing in the bucks any other way.

Look closely at these beauties the next time you ogle a photo and ask yourself… Are you happy baby? I pray they are.

****Today Patty is giving away a copy of Silver Bullets or Leather Nights, reader's choice to one lucky commenter. Leave your email!

Silver Bullets

Sexy, selfish Michael Francis has hit rock bottom. His boyfriend has dumped him, stolen all his money and his career as a super model has come to a screeching halt. Tyler Winston, macho Texas lawman, has lost the only love he’s ever had and the shocking memories of his long buried past have come back to haunt him. Set on a collision course, can these two broken men find common ground and begin to heal each other or will a ruthless killer part them forever?

And here is the hot excerpt. Her character's name is Michael. o.O

“I am fifteen years older than you Michael.”

“And sexy as hell.” Michael reached up and ran his fingers through Tyler’s salt and pepper hair. “Look at those fucking muscles. God, you are one hot cop, babe.” Michael groaned as he touched Tyler’s hairy chest.

“It’s sexy, you all dressed up in your uniform. I love it when I see you with your badge pinned to your belt, knowing that you carry a gun and that you are so fucking powerful and strong under that suit.” Michael ran his hands through Tyler’s chest hair as Tyler crawled over him and straddled his hips, letting their cocks touch. Tyler grinned down at him, knowing from the twinkle in Michael’s eyes that many men had cop fantasies. Tyler wondered if he was a fantasy for his young lover. He reached down and circled both of Michael’s wrists in his large hands, drawing them over his head as he leaned down to take charge of Michael’s mouth. He kissed him long and deep, learning his mouth well, until Michael humped him and groaned.

“You got cop fantasies Michael?” Tyler growled. Michael nodded his head vigorously and bit his lower lip.

“Fuck yeah,” he panted.

“Want me to handcuff you and force you to suck my dick, scumbag? Lick my hot hole and fuck you hard against the bars? Huh scum, that what you want?” Michael was clearly into Tyler’s dirty cop talk and the whole role playing fantasy. He was whimpering and grinding his leaking rock hard erection against Tyler’s.

“Stop manhandling me cop! I’ll have your badge!” Michael screamed. Tyler’s dick throbbed. A second later, he was flipping Michael over on the bed, putting a knee in his back as he leaned over to pull his handcuffs out of his jacket pocket. Michael writhed below him as Tyler cuffed his hands behind his back. Michael laid face first on the sheet, grinding his dick against the bed.

“Shut up, scumbag!” Tyler flipped him back over and took Michael by the hair, making him look him in the face to make sure this was okay with him. The lust that lit his eyes was clear. Tyler found himself pushing Michael to his knees. “Put that pretty mouth to good use and suck my big cock.” Tyler stood on the bed and widened his legs, forcing his cock roughly into Michael’s mouth. Michael gagged as it hit the back of his throat.

“That’s right, suck me! I love face-fucking punks like you!” Michael groaned again and swallowed as deeply as he could, giving Tyler the friction he needed on the roller-coaster ride to orgasm. Fucking Evie had always been a gentle affair. Tyler would have never been able to play out this fantasy with her. He probably would have frightened her to death. Precome was dripping onto the sheets from Michael’s cock which was standing high and thick against his belly. He was obviously not frightened, even after his brush with violence tonight. Tyler was so turned on, watching Michael’s mouth sucking him in deeply, that he was already edging his orgasm. He fisted Michael’s hair harder and slammed in and out of Michael’s mouth.

“You like it don’t you man-whore? You like being forced by a big tough man like me.” Michael whimpered sexily, his eyes tightly shut. Tyler could barely hold on. “You’re gonna get a mouth full of my spunk scumbag! If you don’t swallow every drop, I’m gonna grudge-fuck that tight little ass that you’ve been wiggling around me! Yeah? You like that, punk?” Tyler’s orgasm began in the small of his back, tingling through his whole body as Michael rolled his tongue up and down his length, using just a tiny bite of his teeth to draw out his climax.

“Fuck yeah!” Tyler screamed and went wild, jamming his cock in one last time and holding Michael’s head tight against him as he shot his come deeply in to his young lover’s mouth. Michael groaned and screamed around Tyler’s cock as he attempted to swallow every drop of Tyler’s enormous load. Tyler felt wetness hit his feet, and he looked all the way down to the sheet to see Michael’s cock going off like a rocket, spraying rope after rope of sticky hot come all over the place. It was the hottest thing that Tyler had ever seen. With his hands cuffed behind his back, Michael hadn’t even touched his own cock.

“Fuck Michael! Fuck!” Tyler sighed in awe. “You are the hottest mother-fucker on the planet.” Michael looked up at Tyler, continuing to suck and swallow his spunk. Tyler let go of Michael’s hair and slowly pulled out of his mouth. Michael smiled up at him as Tyler dropped to the bed, reaching for his jacket to get the handcuff keys. He moved behind Michael and removed the cuffs, coming back around and connecting with Michael’s mouth as he kissed him deeply, massaging his lover’s wrists where the cuffs had reddened the skin.

Welcome Back Patricia Logan!

Good morning!


Welcome to Michael's. This is your host BL speaking welcoming back Patricia Logan. A good friend of Shar's and the muses talking about hr upcoming Rebel Ink best Seller, A Very Good Year, the Sequel to Captive Lover which I am looking forward to reading.


Lets learn more!

Dmitri Hernandez is starting his life over. After his release from captivity and four years in college, he’s just accepted a position as vintner at the Lazy E Vineyard and Dude Ranch. He’s excited about the job but he’s even more excited by a tall handsome cowboy that just turns him on in every way. Maverick Walker is a true Marlboro man in every sense of the word and Dmitri falls hard for him. The two begin a relationship which only burns hotter until a third man steps into the mix and complicates everything. Carlo Degli Esposti, a famous Italian wine critic and gay playboy, makes his moves on Dmitri right away. Dmitri is suddenly torn between a handsome blond billionaire and a dominating cowboy with a vulnerable.

Carlo Degli Esposti is turned on by Dmitri’s sexy good looks and smokin’ hot body but the more he gets to know Dmitri, the more he realizes that the vintner has devastating secrets buried deep within. As Carlo and Dmitri begin to see more each other, Maverick backs off. He wants his own lover, not a relationship where he’d have to share Dmitri with the gorgeous Italian. As Dmitri’s nightmarish secrets are eventually uncovered, Carlo realizes that he is deeply in love with the handsome vintner and vows to make him the center of his life. Will Dmitri be able to forget the big beautiful Maverick? Is Carlo enough to fill the hole left in his heart many years before? Will taking a job in the Texas wine country be the worst decision that Dmitri ever made or will it be a very good year?

Here’s an excerpt from “A Very Good Year” my December release and the second in my Westburg series.

Carlo watched the play of emotions across Dmitri’s face. The lust was obvious and Carlo was amused that Dmitri schooled himself to try to hide it. The disgust was a surprise. What on earth didn’t this small town vintner see in a world famous man such as himself? It wasn’t that he thought over much of his assets; he was just confident. Carlo just knew that he was the premier wine critic in the world and had worked extremely hard to keep that reputation. It was hard not to come off in a hoity-toity manner when you knew what he knew. He tried to be as humble as possible when he wrote about the wines but one of the things about being a critic was that he became a target of criticism himself if his review was less than flattering. His reputation, thank god, remained solid because he knew what he was doing, but the lies about his love life got to him at times and had cost him more than one loving relationship. However he tried to keep his love life private, the tabloids seemed to love a gay billionaire and they did their very best to destroy his lovers as well as himself with lies and innuendo. 

“I’m sure you would like a tour of the operation we have here,” Dmitri offered. “I’d like to accompany Jenny while she shows you around if that’s all right?”

“That’s exactly what we were gonna do Dmitri, come and find you and ask you to join us,” Jenny replied.

Carlo translated the phrase in his head and so was slightly slow in answering. When he did, he smiled. Dmitri swallowed hard. The man was stunningly beautiful, angelic of face and with two well placed dimples on his cheeks, it was all Dmitri could do not to tackle him and fuck him then and there. Carlo clapped his hands together and said “Meravigliosa,” which sounded close enough to the word “marvelous” that both Jenny and Dmitri nodded and turned to walk out from under the porch. Dmitri followed Carlo and Jenny toward the vineyard.

The stunning Italian had removed his suit coat and it was folded and draped over one arm. His high tight ass had Dmitri ready to faint. The cut of the outrageously expensive suit pants outlined a tiny thong which Carlo wore underneath the white fabric and the rounded curves had Dmitri sweating under the Stetson. He was certain that he had giant sweat circles visible on his cambric shirt, even though it was morning and the heat of the day hadn’t even arrived. He silently cursed the lustful longing for Carlo’s ass and thought better of the decision to join them on their little tour. The last thing Dmitri needed was to set a bad impression for Jenny or the Lazy E Vineyards. The sight of the Lazy E’s vintner jacking his cock off in the barrel hall probably wouldn’t earn Jenny the appraisal she needed but if Dmitri didn’t get away from this man, that’s just what was gonna happen. Holy shit what an ass!

Carlo stopped his broken English and wild hand gestures and turned to draw Dmitri into the conversation. It was everything he could do to stop himself from laughing out loud when he noticed Dmitri’s eyes riveted to his ass. It was even more amusing when Dmitri tried to pretend that he hadn’t been staring at it. Dmitri Hernandez and those mahogany curls and golden eyes was going to be hard to resist, but resist he must, at least until he’d written his critique. He didn’t want Dmitri or Jenny to get the impression that Dmitri’s performance in Carlo’s bedroom had anything to do with his opinion of the winery or its vineyard.

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Wow, what an excerpt and blurb. Look for it in December. Thanks Patty for being here and fans, this is a swap so please go to  http://naughtypassions.blogspot.com/ to check Sharita out with a blog about manlove!

Day 3 Chasing the Dream Patricia Logan

Greetings fans!


Happy Thursday to all and welcome to day 3 of the Chasing the Dream promo!


I'm very thrilled to have on Patricia Logan, who is the writer of the fab book, Captive Lover from Rebel Ink Press and the Armadillo series from Torquere.


She writes my 2nd fave tale in the book, Chasing Deuce!


All I gotta say; Gay cowboys and menage! What more could you want?


Here is her story

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The idea for Chasing the Dream was born one day as I sat chatting on email with Sue Brown. I had just finished reading Nanny for Nate by the very talented Lisa Worrall and the week before, I had finished Nothing Ever Happens by Sue Brown. I thought both authors were marvelously talented and so I asked Sue if she thought that a publisher would look at a fully assembled anthology. She said that she thought so and would be happy to make inquiries with her publisher. I really wanted to hand pick the authors that I wanted to participate. Sue agreed first, then Lisa, then SammyJo and finally, I took the leap and asked GA Hauser. I never thought she’d go for it because she’s such a busy, talented author, churning out a full length novel every month. Was I ever shocked when she readily agreed.

We settled on having our completed stories over to the publisher by July first and that was that, Chasing the Dream became a reality. What I love most about the book, is that all 5 authors turned in amazingly different stories. We have one vampire tale, one cowboy ménage, one ghost story one sexy go go dancer story and a coming of age ménage where a man comes to terms with his own sexuality in just the most endearing way. I find the heat level to be somewhat different as well. Some are sweet and some smoke right off the page. All are very very sexy. That’s the kind of variety that a reader loves to read. Please pick up a copy today and enjoy the M/M and M/M/M man love that we all like to read.

Here’s an excerpt from my story, “Chasing Deuce”, a sexy cowboy ménage:

“Hey Colt,” the deep baritone of Slade Devlin’s voice slid up Colt’s back, ending in a shiver as the sound circled his body and gripped his cock. Colt, at six foot one actually had to crane his chin upward another several inches to meet the eyes as black as obsidian. He was sure they were some sort of brown in color but they were so dark and piercing that Colt shivered when the man looked down into his. As tall as Slade was, he was also strikingly built. His muscular body was one of the first things that Colt had noticed about him and had been attracted to. Slade was a master plumber, the best that Austin Plumbers had and his work clothes consisted of navy or black muscle T-shirts and khaki’s or faded blue jeans. No plumber’s crack here, no sir. The man was all man, from the tip of his closely cropped head with the devilish widow’s peak, to the bottom of his steel-toed Wolverine’s.

Colt cleared his throat and deliberately took a sip of the hot coffee he’d just poured as he stood in the break room Monday morning. He looked up at the olive-complected man in front of him. “Morning Slade,” Colt answered smoothly, breathing deep to slow his suddenly rapid heartbeat.

Slade smiled, and began a slow loop around Colt, looking him up and down as if to admire the goods. Colt tried and failed to stop a shiver that coursed through him. When Slade stopped in front of him, he advanced on Colt, causing Colt to stumble backwards nearly slopping his coffee as his butt hit the counter behind. There was nothing he could do but stare up into the dark eyes of the larger man. Colt’s lips opened slightly and he huffed out a breath as Slade leaned forward. He was inches from Colt’s face and he placed both hands on the counter behind Colt, effectively trapping him between thick biceps on either side. The smell that hit Colt’s nostrils was one of pure testosterone covered weakly by a spicy soap, clean and tangy. Colt’s cock thickened painfully and unable to reach down and adjust it, all he could do was stand there as a crooked grin spread across Slade’s face.

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“How are you, sexy,” Slade purred. He just loved watching what he did to Colt. The man had been fighting the attraction to him for years and Slade adored making him uncomfortable. He knew he shouldn’t be going after a man with a partner but the guy was just such a complete and utter turn on, Slade couldn’t leave Colt alone. He had become Slade’s drug of choice.

“Ah… I’m fine Slade,” the man answered lightly. Slade stared at his lips and then raised his eyes to gaze into two of the most beautiful blue eyes he’d ever seen on a man. He immediately sensed that something had changed. He saw not only interest in the familiar eyes this morning but also a deep lust and a little humor. He was so taken aback by it that he straightened to his full six foot five inch height and looked down at Colt.

“Yeah, somethin’ you want to tell me Colt? Did you finally dump that boyfriend of yours and decide to take me up on my offer?” He watched as Colt’s lips turned up at the corners and he almost creamed his jeans. For a guy who’d just lost his boyfriend, he sure seemed pretty happy.

“No, no, Deuce and I are still very much together and as a matter of fact, we’re very happy together. I was going to talk to you though. I’m kind of glad you found me first,” he said. Slade was floored. He’d been getting rejections from Colt for so long; he never thought he’d actually get a positive response from him, if that’s what this was. He folded his arms across his muscled chest and waited.

“So what’s goin’ on Colt? Why’d you want to find me?”

“Well the offers that you’ve been making to me all these years, they would include my partner Deuce, right?” Colt stared at Slade with those beautiful eyes and Slade was gob smacked.

“Wow. Really, you’re wantin’ a threesome with me?” His cock stiffened and pushed against his zipper. “Jesus! It’s my wet dream come true.” Slade reached down and smoothed his palm over his thick erection trying to straighten it from where it ran down one side of his pant leg. “Shit just thinkin’ about fuckin’ you has got me harder than a brick.”

Colt dropped his eyes to the impressive thickness running down the right side of Slade’s jeans. He looked up at the taller man. “Jesus, that’s a beauty Slade.”

“And believe me it’s all yours and your boyfriend’s,” he moaned, rubbing harder. He was going to come in his pants before they ever got out of the break room. Colt was dangerous to Slade’s sanity.

“Then that’s all we want,” Colt replied. “We want a little fun and games and I can’t promise you anything other than one unbelievable night, but we’ll sure as hell make it count.”

“Wow. Okay, well when?” Slade knew he sounded like a needy little bastard but he’d waited a very long time for Colt’s ass.”

“How about Saturday night? You can come over for an early dinner and get to know Deuce. Then, if the mood is right for all of us, we’ll do this.”

Slade leaned forward and put his hands on Colt’s hips so fast, the man probably never even saw it coming. He took a step forward and connected their groins as he dove in for Colt’s lips. Colt gasped as Slade took charge of the kiss. Slade moaned and shoved his tongue inside Colt’s hot open mouth. It had been so many years of chasing and now catching was something Slade was going to savor. He fuckin’ loved Colt Anders and felt like he’d just been given the most precious gift of his life. Colt’s coffee flavored mouth tasted exactly like Slade had hoped. He was lost almost the moment their mouths connected.

Thank you Michael for letting me talk about my brand new book. I know your readers will enjoy it.

                                                                       

Patricia Logan Bio

Patricia comes from small town America where people still believe in true love. In a house filled with family, friends and pets, she sometimes laments the lack of time just to sit down and write, though surrounded by those she loves, she wouldn’t have it any other way.

Patricia falls in love with the heroes she writes about each and every time she puts their lives down on paper. She loves sexy men and hates her villains more than the reader does. It helps to hate the bad guys. It makes the story so much richer. She realized a very long time ago that the world is filled with people who live diverse and amazing lifestyles and she tries to capture the beauty of such diversity in her writing.

Patricia has had a diverse career life. She’s been a jeweler, an AIDS hospice nurse and a “dreaded” mortgage broker. She hopes that the various walks of life she’s taken come out in her work. A busy mother of four and a “stage mom” for her youngest, she always seems to be in motion.

Come join Patricia Logan on her Face Book page https://www.facebook.com/#!/ploganauthor or blog at http://naughtypassions.blogspot.com/ or write to her at patricialogan.author@yahoo.com. She’d love to hear from you and will respond to all emails. 

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Awesome Patty! Thanks so much for being a guest.

Hot story, right? You know you want to buy the antho but seriously, if you comment, you can win a copy. You have till Monday!

We're going to take a break from the antho to welcome Andrew Grey to the blog for Friday but Sue and Sammy Jo will be back to close out the weekend. Hope you'll join us!

Patricia's Captive Lover Video

My guest today will be posting on Sunday.

So instead, here is Patricia Logan's new video I did for her.

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Patricia Logan's Captive Lover

Greetings folks.


I'm happy to help celebrate the release of good friend Patricia Logan's book Captive Lover from Rebel Ink to you. 


The read is chilling, spine tingling, sexy, and suspenseful. It packs a punch and I highly recommend it. Not because she's a good buddy but because it is a fab book.


I'm also doing the book trailer for it and hope to have it completed by Friday.


Here is the synopsis.


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Captive Lover-Synopsis

Dylan Yates isn’t a bad person but he’s fallen in with the wrong guy. Marcus Tucker is a big, bad and very beautiful biker who runs a huge criminal empire. Dylan hooks up with Marcus for a night of all out hot sex and only too late realizes that Marcus is into young boys, kids in fact. Dylan backs out of their planned evening together after meeting up with one of Marcus’s very young lovers and fearful that Dylan will expose him for what he is, Marcus decides upon a plan to make sure that the handsome Dylan will not expose his dark side.

Marcus kidnaps Jared Yates, Dylan’s nine-year-old brother and threatens to “break him in” if Dylan doesn’t do exactly what Marcus wants. Dylan’s assignment is to kidnap and guard a man named Connor Black until Connor’s very wealthy family can pay to get him back. What Marcus doesn’t suspect, is the attraction that the two men feel for each other, the instant that they meet.

While in Dylan’s custody, Connor is at first afraid and then becomes angry. And who better to take out his rage upon than his kidnapper, Dylan. What surprises Connor is that Dylan, his big tough kidnapper refuses to fight back. Dylan is powerfully attracted to Connor but won’t allow himself to become attached to the man that he fears he will eventually be ordered to kill if he wants to get Jared back safe and sound.

Little by little Connor realizes that Dylan is reluctant in his task to guard him and he begins to trust Dylan. Even more powerful than trust, Connor finally realizes his own deep attraction to the beautiful man. Is it just Stockholm Syndrome or is it something more? As the two men are forced to live together in the cramped surroundings of Marcus’s hideout, the walls between them crack and finally fall. Dylan gives in to his longing and he and Connor become lovers. When Connor finds out the truth of who’s behind the kidnapping and the hold that Marcus has over Dylan, he is determined that they face the menace together.

Marcus has waited long enough. Day after day Connor and Dylan have begged Connor’s father to raise the funds needed. The problem is, Connor’s father is wealthy but his wealth is tied up in real estate that is impossible to liquidate in such a short period of time.

Faced with his worst nightmare and desperately in love with Connor, Dylan must now decide how to handle the situation and keep Connor alive while keeping Jared safe from Marcus’s clutches. Dylan goes to Connor with his dilemma and they decide that they must escape so that Jared isn’t harmed. Trying to get away from a man like Marcus Tucker and his armed guards isn’t an easy thing to do.

Finally, they decide to enlist the help of Dmitri, one of Marcus’s “grown up” kids. Trusting Dmitri is risky but Dmitri has seen enough hell from the inside than one could ever imagine. Dmitri wants nothing more than to kill Marcus for taking away his innocence as a child and leading him into a life of servitude to a dangerous, possessive pedophile.

The men meticulously plan their escape keeping in mind that they must not only get themselves out alive, but little Jared and now their former captor Dmitri as well. Good triumphs over evil, Dmitri and Jared are freed from their bondage and Connor and Dylan begin their life together.

Though the book deals on the periphery with the difficult subject of pedophilia, it is in no way romanticized nor looked upon as anything other than a loathsome practice. My criminal Marcus Tucker, the pedophile, is vilified throughout the manuscript and sex between he and a child or even between he and the grown up Dmitri, is never spelled out in any manner. He is given absolutely no sexual satisfaction with the manuscript.

Captive lover is a full length novel of approximately 61,000 words and is the first in the new “Westburg” trilogy. Dmitri’s story follows in book two titled “A Very Good Year” currently a WIP. The final of the trilogy is “The Cowboy Queen” and promises to be a light-hearted novel. This series, though stand alone contains many of the same characters in cross over as the “Armadillo” series of the fictional town of Westburg, Texas, published by Torquerepress.com.

Thank you in advance for your kind consideration of my work.

Patricia Nafisi

Writing as Patricia Logan

Taboo Tens: Day Ten Patricia Logan

Greetings fans and welcome to day ten of Taboo Tens!


WOW! What reaction we've gotten from the gay fiction community! The blog has been jumping with comments on every blog.


I thank all of your for that! 


We celebrate TGIF with one of my faves, Patricia Logan.


She's a star, writes hot m/m fic with the bondage twist and she's one of the sweetest, kindest people I've met in the virtual world.


A true gem and I'm glad to have her.


Take it away hunny!

Generosity

I wanted to speak today about generosity. It’s not really a Male Male topic but it does involve other authors and is a topic that is near and dear to my heart. We authors are an unbelievably generous bunch of people and I’m blessed to know so many wonderful souls. When I began writing, I was not on Live Journal or Face Book or My Space or for that matter, did I use any forms of social media except email. My scope of friendships was limited to those I worked with outside the house and with my family. I always found it easy to make friends at work; I’m a funny and friendly person and I attract people. This brings me to my point. Sometimes I attract the wrong people. Not people that would do me physical harm in any way but people who tend to suck all the energy out of a room just by entering it. This type of person is commonly referred to as a drama queen.

Because I’m so kind to people, there are those that take my niceness and walk all over it. They constantly dump their doo doo at my doorstep. I can’t really understand people who constantly turn every conversation that one has with them into an “it’s all about me” conversation. Maybe, the social skills that these people lack come from the fact that they rarely are responsible for anything more than themselves or the occasional pet. They always seem to find a way to make me know that their lives are so much more important to talk about than mine. They rarely have time to discuss me and my issues whatsoever, not that I need a lot of that. I have learned that I must cut these “energy drains” out of my life as soon as I realize that this is who they are. Generous people are few and far between in this world and since becoming an author of Male Male, I’ve met an incredible group of people that fit that bill to a T.

As authors, we give freely of our time to charitable causes, free reads, our books, and our time reading and reviewing other author’s work and posting reviews for them. We give space on blogs like this one that Michael has kindly donated today just so that we can help to promote other authors and their work. As I write this blog today, another author is guest blogging on my blog Naughty Passions. We are an incredibly generous lot and I am proud to know this ilk of men and women. As an author of Male Male romance, I am honored to know so many authors of like mind, and the female authors are all gay men in women’s bodies. When my girlfriend first gave me that handle, I laughed and then once I met other female authors in my genre and was startled by their generosity, I realized that yes, there are so many other women of like mind.

One of the things that surprised me when I began contacting and making friendships with other authors was the amount of time that we need to spend promoting our work and our books. I find that there are an amazing amount of hours required to promote my books. My author friends are a great help with this. They eagerly repost my blogs, my book covers, and my blurbs on Face Book and Live Journal and their own individual blogs. Very kind people and very generous. I am honored to be a part of these people and I am grateful and I only hope that I don’t let them down.

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Blurb taken from Torquere website:

Horribly scarred, Trace Martin has returned from an Iraqi prison camp a tormented man. He struggles to cope with PTSD and alcoholism, nearly burning down the family home. Brodie, his twin, turns to her best friend Kyle Kincaid for advice on how to help. Kyle, also a former Marine, has been expelled from the military under the DADT policy. The two men dislike each other immediately, but when Trace cleans up, they begin to see an attraction.

Shortly after the two men begin an intense relationship, Brodie’s life is threatened by a monstrous serial killer. The men are thrown into a new role for which they’ve been well trained; protecting Brodie’s life. Add in the irresistible Ryan Harris, Trace's nurse from Walter Reed Hospital and their relationship is further tested. Join Kyle and Trace as they battle for their lives and their families in this exciting conclusion to the Armadillo Series.


Buyink : http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=97&products_id=3172

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What a great blog and I cant wait to get into Patty's series.


Yes the author community is very generous. I'm so glad to be part of this wonderful group of talented and sweet people.


Thx Patricia and remember fans, you can win a copy of this book, from Patricia! So please, comment away.


I hope you enjoyed. Make sure you join us tomorrow for my good friend and budding new star, Catriana Sommers. She is giving away her first 2 books. SO DAMN GENEROUS!


Until tomorrow!

Welcome Patricia Logan!

Greetings readers! Welcome to another guest post here at Michael’s. I’m excited to have on a lady I’m happy to call a friend. I love her sense of humor on Facebook, (one of the main reasons I stay there) and she’s a fab author to boot. She writes some of the hottest gay bondage tales I know! RAWR

Please give a warm welcome to Patricia Logan or as we call her, Patti! She recently sat down with us for a virtual interview.

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MM: First, how long have you been writing?

PL: I started writing as a middle school student and then quit after college. I started a family, had a career and finally, began writing romance about four years ago when the economy basically eliminated my job.

MM: Sounds like my situation. What made you decide that you wanted to put yourself out there to publish?

PL: I thought my stories were good. I always knew I was a creative person and once I finished the second book, which was better than the first book, I decided I’d submit. That second book, a hetero romance got rejected 39 times so I did a little research and found out that erotica was the most up and coming genre and M/M was the most up and coming sub genre so I thought, okay, let me try my hand at this. There’s less competition for sure.

MM: That is true although it’s gotten stiffer as of recently. What is your favorite subgenre to write?

PL: M/M is all I write now and mostly what I read, though I don’t find time to read much anymore. I’m busy writing and promoting my books and posting dirty pictures on Face Book. LOL!

MM: *laughs* Shhh! They’re not supposed to know that! Would you ever write a hetero romance? Why or why not?

PL: I’ve written three and none are yet published. Interestingly, I converted one of them to a M/M/F ménage and that was accepted by Torquere to be published October 12 of this year.

MM: Awesome! Your first published book?

PL: My first published book was “Leather Nights” the first of the “Armadillo” trilogy. My current release is book two “Undercover Nights” and book three of the series “Warrior Nights” comes out June 8^th. That’s a M/M/M ménage. I also have an anthology with 4 amazing authors, Ga Hauser, Sue Brown, Sammy Jo Hunt and Lisa Worrall which comes out Sept. 17^th called “Chasing the Dream”and the M/M/F ménage “Gypsy Knight” which comes out in October as I mentioned.

MM: Fantastic! Who are the authors that you look up to?

PL: I couldn’t name them all. I can tell you who I read. Ga Hauser, Sue Brown, Sammy Jo Hunt, Lisa Worrall, Lee Brazil, DJ Manly, Cameron Dane, Havan Fellows, Hank Edwards, Johnny Miles and a whole bunch of others.

MM: I have that same list. So, what are you working on now?

PL: I’m finishing up “Chasing Deuce” for the “Chasing the Dream” anthology. I’m also working on the second book of the new “Westburg” series which has some cross over characters from the popular “Armadillo” Trilogy. It’s called “A Very Good Year”. I think when you tie books together with popular characters, it sells more books. I learned that from some mainstream authors who write series and Ga Hauser, who does it magically.

MM: You are so right! GA is one of my faves. If you write gay romance or erotica, just how descriptive are your in their sex scenes?

PL: HA! HA! You’ve read my steamy stuff Michael.

MM: Yes, I have!

PL: I’d honestly have to say… pretty smokin’ hot. Is there a 10 chili rating somewhere? I don’t think you could get much hotter sex on the printed page. I like hot sex and lots of it so my books are full of hot man on man love.

MM: Mmm, yes, great answer. The steamier the better! As a gay fiction writer, do you feel that the trend is changing where it is becoming more mainstream?

PL: Mainstream, I don’t know because you have to have a special taste for gay love. If you don’t, you just won’t read it. I stumbled onto it by accident and have devoured it voraciously ever since.

MM: LOL I didn’t stumble, I dove in. Great answer. Do you think it’s time for publishers to begin calling gay fiction/erotica what it is instead of m/m? Why or why not?

PL: I don’t think it matters what you call it. As authors, we do most of our own promoting anyway. The publishers put it out in ebook form and we promote it. If you like to read it, as a consumer, you’re going to search the internet for it no matter what you call it, gay, man love, erotica, or M/M romance.

MM: That’s true. So, as a fellow fem in the genre, what is your stance on the difference between male and female gay writers?

PL: We’ve talked a lot about this lately. My personal opinion is that we are writing to a female audience for the most part (about 65-70 percent) so, women love romance. If you throw a lot of romance in, then you are going to be a popular author in your genre. I’ve talked to other gay male writers that write in the M/M genre and some agree. One even told me he tried to make his stuff more romantic and not so edgy. And to be honest, women, the demo we sell to, can’t particularly relate to stinky jockstraps and some more raunchy words that some male writers use in their manuscripts. That’s not to say that there aren’t many highly talented male authors of M/M. I love some of them, and get grossed out by others.

MM: Good answer there. So, do you think women being a good portion of the amount of gay fiction writers detracts from the genre? Be honest and why or why not?

PL: I don’t think so at all. Some women write amazing stuff. I just wish they could write under their full names rather than initials. I’ve asked several why they choose to write under their initials and have been told they were afraid they couldn’t sell books if people knew they were women. I find that sad.

MM: Agreed. What are your thoughts on the fact that some gay male writers discriminate against women? I hadn’t thought much about male writers discriminating against women. I’m sure it happens. What ticks me off are the critics that discriminate. I had a reviewer post as part of his review that he didn’t think women had any business writing about what two men do in the bedroom. Well why’d you agree to review the book then, dumb ***? I won’t say what I was going to. I’m trying to be a lady J

MM: Haah! LOL. It’s okay. You should hear me on my rants. I read a blog about gay fiction writer’s losing their imagination because they are writing the same subjects repeatedly, what are your thoughts? http//www.reviewsbyjessewave.com/?p=42883

PL: I have plot bunnies multiplying in my head 24/7, so for me it’s not an issue. I have a very vivid imagination.

MM: Me too, hun. Never an issue with me. So, what is it about gay fiction and or romance that pleasures you to write it?

PL: It makes me hot! I love men with men. I love reading about them, looking at their pictures, watching their porn, all of it. They are beautiful creatures and when they love each other, it’s hot as heck. I am an unabashed pervert and I strive to do them justice in my stories.

MM: Great answer, I definitely agree. So, let me ask you a few fun questions before you go.

Your favorite gay tv show or movie?

PL: “The A-List definitely.” I adore that show. The guys are so darn hot. I just wish they would show more skin.

MM: For the men in your books, commando or underwear?

PL: Mostly boxers but sometimes commando, an occasional tighty-whitey

MM: And the character you identify with?

PL: Jake Maxfield in “Leather Nights” is me, well except for the gay part and the death of my spouse. Other than that, everything that man went through, I did too. I gave him Cade Littlebear because I thought he deserved a hot hunk after the loss of his former career and everything he owned.

MM: And lastly, have you attended a pride parade? If so, where you inspired when doing so?

PL: I’ve been to a couple here in West Hollywood. It was really fun and inspiring. I’m driving up to San Francisco this year in June and working the PFLAG booth and marching with Ga Hauser. That’s a dream come true for me.

MM: Woohoo, that is awesome. Thank you so much Patty, for the interview.

PL: Thank you so much for giving me the forum Michael. It was a pleasure talking with you as always J.

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I write a blog for Queermagazineonline.com. You can find my blogs and author pages here http://www.queermagazineonline.com/. The buy link for my current release is http://www.torquerebooks.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=97&products_id=3074. You can find me on Face Book as Patricia Logan. My profile pic is of two lovely kissing boys. You can email me at patricialogan.author@yahoo.com. Here’s a short blurb for “Undercover Nights”:

Gentle Gage Neary has been accused of the most horrific of crimes, murder. The victims are not just anyone; they’re the physical therapist’s innocent patients. Gage doesn’t need more complications in his life. He’s already in the midst of ending a miserable relationship when he finds himself the prime suspect in an FBI investigation. Cody Redsun, the smokin hot FBI agent assigned to investigate the crimes, decides that it’s Gage he’d rather probe for answers.

When they find their own lives threatened, Cody gives himself a new assignment; keep Gage alive until he can find the actual killer. While the true menace to the two men seems to be clear, Cody hides a tortured past that is just as threatening to their deepening bond. As the danger heats up, so do the two men, burning only for each other and the fiery passion that promises to consume them.

Here is a short excerpt:

Gage woke sometime in the night covered in sweat. Cody lay on the bed beside him, the muscles in his arms bunched as he raised his hands against some invisible attacker.

“Stop!” Cody shrieked. “I can’t take it Uncle! Okay! I’ll do it!” Cody was panting, flailing arms, covering his face from unseen blows. “Again, yes again! I will do anything! Please just stop…” he whimpered, a little boy’s voice coming from him. “Please just stop,” he sighed and Gage noticed the blood running from Cody’s lips.

Gage watched the man as his teeth clamped down, cutting into the ragged lips again and again as he tried to bite through them. Gage had to stop this somehow; he realized that Cody was still asleep, though deeply locked in a primal fight for his survival. He reached for him, wrapping his long arms around Cody as he crooned into his ear. “It’s okay baby, I’m here… Gage is here Cody… shh.”

Cody struggled for a moment, his whimpering cries echoing around the walls of the apartment, before going limp in Gage’s arms. Gage continued to rock Cody, absorbing his tears as they fell. Cody wound his arms around Gage, pulling Gage in tight as the silent tears turned to sobs which wracked his body. Gage smoothed his hands over Cody’s back, pushing aside his hair and laying his warm palms directly on the ravaged scars so that Cody would feel the tenderness in his touch. “No more pain Cody, no more. Only love baby. All you feel now is love.”

Cody was sobbing, clinging to Gage as if he’d never breathe again, never be able to escape the beast that filled his memories, his nightmares, the dark places in his soul. Gage could only hope that little by little, he was replacing the beast, filling the empty spaces that the monster had left all those years ago.

Gage moved his palms to another area of Cody’s back, pressing softly against the ravaged skin as Cody’s sobs quieted to silent tears. “Gage?” Cody choked out.

“Yes baby, it’s Gage. I’m here, love. Shh, I’m not leaving.” He moved his warm hands to another place that hadn’t been touched yet, pressing down as he soothed the tortured soul that was Cody.

Cody seemed to relax with Gage’s soft voice at his ear. “I’m sorry Gage. I’m sorry. I never wanted you to know. I wanted to protect you from me.”

Gage couldn’t wrap his mind around the phrase. Was it possible that Cody thought he had anything to do with his own brutalization and was now worried about protecting Gage from himself? “Sorry Cody? Sorry for what?”

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What a great post! I love Patty's work. I've read her excerpts online and all I have to say is, HOT!

I hope you enjoyed her post.

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