When a fraternity dare backfires, gymnast Dane Christakos thinks the guy he’s hot for is about to stab him in the back. Instead, cute computer geek Adam Kennedy comes to Dane’s rescue. A steamy encounter in a fast-food parking lot has Dane thinking he’s finally found Mr. Right.
But can Adam let go of his insecurities after a failed past relationship? Dane will have to work hard to wear him down. Persistence has made the muscle-bound athlete an Olympic hopeful, but with a little luck and a lot of charisma, Dane hopes to win both the guy and the gold.
Now with 50% more words! Sticking It by K. Vale was originally written for the Goodreads M/M Romance Love Has No Boundaries event. It has been revised, re-edited, and re-covered, and includes an additional ~7,000 words, plus a bonus sci-fi flash featuring the main characters.
For the readers who wanted me to send Dane to the Olympics, this one’s for you.
This is a fun little read with super cute characters. Adam is an adorable tech geek while Dane is training for the 2016 Olympics for gymnastics. The event Dane is the best at is the pommel horse. They both are crushing hard but are afraid to come out. The two are so good together and you see them right on the cusp of maybe, possibly, deciding they’re worth it to each other. Then we fast forward to the 2016 Olympics and that part is funny but has you on the edge of your seat to see how Dane does. I won’t spoil whether Dane takes home a medal or not, you just gotta read it to find out. Definitely worth the time because I enjoyed it from start to finish.
“Well, I guess we should head back. I still have to copy a website tonight.”
Dane glanced at his watch. “Yeah. I might even have time for a quick jerk-off before bed.” Why the fuck did I just say that? “Better than counting sheep,” he added, not sure if that made it worse or better. He grabbed his own soda to give his mouth something to do other than talk.
“Feel free to get going on that. The drive-through lady gave us more than enough napkins.” Adam tossed him a fistful of M-stamped paper products with a laugh.
Dane sputtered on soda. “Yeah, right.” His voice was strained by the introduction of cola to his lungs and the surge of blood to his dick.
“What? It’s not like anyone’s gonna see.” Adam shrugged, nonchalant almost. But not quite. His tongue darted out to flick nervously over his lips. Dane’s cock flexed in his pants, eager to accept the challenge.
“Yeah, sure. Like you’d give yourself a low five right here and now.”
“Why not?” Adam appeared to wink, but it was dark and street lamps flashed off his glasses. “I’ll race you. Whoever gets off first wins.”
Oh my God. Keep talking like that and I’ll finish before I get it out all the way.
Dane positioned his cup in the drink holder and clapped his hands together, rubbing them briskly. He forced a cocky grin he didn’t feel. “Game on.”
Adam stared a moment, as if surprised by Dane’s response, but a slow smile twisted his lips up. He dropped his drink and snatched a couple of napkins off Dane’s lap.
Dane willed his hips not to press toward that reaching hand. With a swallow, he pulled at his fly, and realized he was coming out at least half hard and was going to give himself away. But he was already skating trembling fingers over his bulge, pulling his sac up as he lifted his ass off the seat to tug his jeans down enough to free his dick. It was too late to pretend he wasn’t into this.
Adam watched, both hands frozen over his own junk for a moment.
“Hey, Quickdraw, you better get going or you won’t stand a chance.” Dane spit in his palm and rubbed the homemade lube over his cockhead while his other fist cuffed the base. Fuck it. Let him see me hard. It was his idea, anyway.
Adam took a deep breath and wrestled his dick from the gap in his boxers. It was far from soft, and Dane’s shoulders dropped with relief. He wanted to tear his attention away instead of practically drooling at the sight of that six-inches-and-counting. But he couldn’t. Adam was on the thicker side of average, too. He owned a fine piece of pale, cut cock with a pink head that made Dane’s own prick fill to rock-hard. Adam rubbed thumb and forefinger over the tip, smearing a glistening bead over smooth skin. Hot damn. If Satan appeared with the paperwork, Dane would sell his soul to stick his tongue in that slit and know Adam’s taste.
K. Vale writes erotic romance of all stripes, from hot hetero to mouthwatering manlove. Find her M/F work published under Kimber Vale. Come for the sex. Stay for the story. Stalk Kimber on Facebook and Twitter @KimberVale, and check her site for updates, new releases, and freebies at http://www.authorkimbervale.com .
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