RELEASE DATE:June 5th
Tyler’s new policeman boyfriend, Duncan, is gorgeous. Tall, broad, and über-masculine, he’s the epitome of the dominant top—in appearance at least.
When they discuss their sexual fantasies, Duncan confesses to a secret desire that surprises Tyler. Luckily for Duncan, Tyler’s happy to oblige and is determined to give Duncan a night to remember.
“The Secrets Collection” are sexy short stories by four different authors. The stories are linked by the common theme of secrets.
June 5, 2015: Top Me Maybe? by Jay Northcote
June 12, 2015: Cheeky Hipster & Jocks by Posy Roberts
June 19, 2015: Toy With Me by Annabelle Jacobs
June 26, 2015: (to be confirmed) by Teegan Loy
Please visit Blanket Fort Press for full details on the other stories in the Secrets Collection.
This short story written by Jay Norhcote is part of a project group formed by other talented writers: Posy Roberts, Teegan Loy and Annabelle Jacobs.
Each author wrote a short story that will be published within a week of each other.
I always recommend, if you do not know an author, to start with a short story. This gives you a chance to see if you like their style of writing.
The author has managed to put, in a few chapters, all the essential elements of a quality narrative.
Top Me maybe? is a short story, but everything you need for a great story is inside.
We have two sexy men, a love story at the beginning, and the intimate scenes are very sensual.
Tyler and Duncan are just starting out as a couple and you can read the palpable excitement of the first meetings, of their first times together.
I do not want to give away the story, because this short just needs to be read! But I can say that when I read a short story, I always want it to be longer. This story changed that for me, in just three chapters the author has managed to give the reader everything it needs.
I love how Jay Northcote writes, and I have yet to be disappointed. This is one author you need to go check out!
“What do you want to talk about?”
Tyler thought for a moment then answered, “Sexual fantasies.” They hadn’t had that conversation yet. Not in any detail anyway.
“Okay.” Duncan sounded a little dubious. “You can go first then. Seeing as it’s your idea.”
“God. I have loads… where to start? Okay, one of mine is deflowering a Catholic priest or a monk or something—someone who’s taken a vow of celibacy, but in the fantasy I’m so hot they can’t resist me.” Tyler’s cheeks heated at the admission, but somehow it was easier having this conversation in the dark when Duncan couldn’t see his face. “Another is having sex in public…. Not in the park or something—that would be a bit skeevy—but somewhere people have come expecting to see it, like a live sex show. Or maybe being in porn, knowing that people were watching me and jerking off watching me fucking someone else…. That would be hot.” He stopped because Duncan hadn’t reacted. “Well? It’s your turn now.”
“I feel really boring in comparison,” Duncan said. “Your imagination is wild.”
Tyler chuckled. “Yeah… well I was a late starter in the practical side of things. Didn’t even kiss a guy till I was seventeen, so I spent a lot of time wanking in my bedroom thinking about stuff like that. Anyway, come on. There must be something you fantasise about. It doesn’t have to be something you actually want to do for real. I don’t think I’ll ever actually shag a priest or make a porno, but it’s fun thinking about it. It turns me on.” He wriggled a little closer to Duncan, pressing his thickening cock against the curve of his arse and combing his fingers through the hair on Duncan’s chest.
He waited for Duncan to respond, and the silence stretched out long enough to get a little awkward.
“Hey, you don’t have to if you’re not comfortable sharing,” Tyler said. Suddenly he was worried. Maybe Duncan was into something really kinky? Maybe Tyler didn’t want to know what his fantasies were. “Don’t worry about it, we can—”
“I think about being fucked.” Duncan’s voice was quiet, a deep rumble that vibrated in his chest under Tyler’s hand.
Surprise hit Tyler at the admission. It wasn’t what he’d expected to hear from Duncan at all. But he didn’t react, waiting for him to elaborate. But he didn’t, so Tyler prompted, “And?”
“That’s it.” Duncan took a deep breath, his ribs expanding under Tyler’s arm. “I’ve never bottomed. But I… I fantasise about it. About being fucked by another guy.”
Jay lives just outside Bristol in the West of England, with her husband, two children, and two cats.
She comes from a family of writers, but she always used to believe that the gene for fiction writing had passed her by. She spent years only ever writing emails, articles, or website content. One day, she decided to try and write a short story–just to see if she could–and found it rather addictive. She hasn’t stopped writing since.