Today’s the day! Grab your copy of The New Hire, the second tale in The Hard Hat Series.
Gary’s got a problem with his new hire, Tim. He’s allowed the young, attractive guy to get under his skin, and now he finds that he wants more than just a casual fling. After an incredible night, all he can think of is having more of that innocent flesh, delving deeper into Tim’s submissive tendencies. But first they have to make it through the work day. A construction site is no place for a gay love affair.
Love hasn’t been kind to Gary, who prides himself on being a gruff bear, always in charge, always on his own. As he starts to train young Tim as his sub, however, Gary must decide whether to keep it just sex, or actually allow himself to feel something more.
Warnings for BDSM, submission and domination, clamps, spanking, anal play and orgasm control.
Gary looked at Tim’s ass as the young man bent over to pick up his putty knife, then swore as he stubbed his toe on a board. They were applying the mud to the drywall today, and Tim’s jeans were speckled and smeared with plaster. On his ass was a perfect handprint in white against the blue fabric.
Gary’s cock stiffened, and he clenched his fist. He’d made the rules to stay casual and not to behave any differently towards the man than before they’d slept together. So why the fuck did he want to chuck out his rules?
Tim had gotten under his skin.
It was supposed to be simple. Gary told Tim not to expect anything, especially not any kind of lovey-dovey relationship. Gary didn’t do relationships, not since the fiasco with an ex-Army psychopath who still called though Gary never answered or called him back. That had been one helluva mistake. Gary especially was not interested in starting a relationship with a guy who was barely twenty-one and who planned to head off to college. Even if that twenty-one year old had the sweetest looking body or soulful brown eyes like a puppy dog.
He didn’t need a fucking puppy dog.
“Tim!” Gary yelled, just to release some of the anger and tension.
Tim straightened and turned around immediately, his eyes wide and surprised. “Sir?”
He shouldn’t take it out on Tim. Then again, the young man appeared to enjoy it. “Be more careful with the plaster. It goes on the drywall, not on you. You like being a pig?” The last was totally unnecessary, but all Gary could think of was Tim on his hands and knees on the carpet, Gary’s dick deep in his ass.