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    The Author's Assistant
    The Author's Assistant
    The Author's Assistant
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    The Author's Assistant

    By R.W. Clinger

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    Author Dane Bentley is looking for an assistant to help with his work. When he hires Shane Allister, Bentley falls head over heels in lust for the younger man. The two hit it off quite well, and soon their attraction to each other becomes heated, even though Shane already has a boyfriend.

    But after Shane discovers Bentley's very dark secret, he begins to question their relationship. Then Bentley learns of Shane’s discovery, and all hell breaks loose.

    The author’s assistant soon becomes a caged pet as Shane’s life is turned upside down from Bentley’s rage. Can Shane survive such madness?
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherJMS Books LLC
    Release dateApr 21, 2013
    ISBN9781611524635
    The Author's Assistant
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    R.W. Clinger

    R.W. Clinger is a resident of Pittsburgh. He has a degree in English from Point Park University of Pittsburgh. His writing entails gay human studies, and includes the novels Just a Boy, Skin Tour, Skin Artist, Soft on the Eyes, Pool Boy, and The Last Pile of Leaves. He has published many stories with Starbooks Press as well as The Weekender, a novella with Dreamspinner Press. His gay mystery, Cutie Pie Must Die, is published with Bold Stroke Books. For three years he has held the position of managing editor for the literary magazine, The Writer’s Post Journal. For more information, please visit rwclinger.com.

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      The Author's Assistant - R.W. Clinger

      The Author’s Assistant

      By R.W. Clinger

      Published by JMS Books LLC

      Visit jms-books.com for more information.

      Copyright 2013 R.W. Clinger

      ISBN 9781611524635

      Cover Design: Written Ink Designs | written-ink.com

      Image(s) used under a Standard Royalty-Free License.

      All rights reserved.

      WARNING: This book is not transferable. It is for your own personal use. If it is sold, shared, or given away, it is an infringement of the copyright of this work and violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law.

      No portion of this book may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the publisher, with the exception of brief excerpts used for the purposes of review.

      This book is for ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY. It contains substantial sexually explicit scenes and graphic language which may be considered offensive by some readers. Please store your files where they cannot be accessed by minors.

      This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are solely the product of the author’s imagination and/or are used fictitiously, though reference may be made to actual historical events or existing locations. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

      Published in the United States of America.

      * * * *

      The Author’s Assistant

      By R.W. Clinger

      Chapter 1: Guy-Play

      Chapter 2: Assistant

      Chapter 3: Morning and Evening

      Chapter 4: First Day

      Chapter 5: Guy Games

      Chapter 6: Lovers

      Chapter 7: His Secret

      Chapter 8: Monster

      Chapter 9: Voices

      Chapter 10: His Drug

      Chapter 1: Guy-Play

      Inside the dusty stockroom of TJ Books: eight inches of TJ’s swollen and unprotected cock pumped my insides, banging my bottom. Cream dripped out of my rod and splashed against a shelf of classics.

      TJ spanked me and yelled down at my back, Fucking you, Shane!

      I yelped, feeling a fresh sting on my ass.

      Ten minutes of his ride turned into twenty. Eventually he reached around me and began to yank on my tool. More hot spew exploded out of my pole and washed over his books.

      TJ said, shooting in you, pal, and popped his sticky guy-load in my ass.

      * * * *

      Minutes later, I tried to kiss him as we stood chest to chest among shelves of books, but he turned his head away from me, just as I’d expected him to.

      * * * *

      You got laid last night? Alex Sedim, my best friend of seven years, asked, making us breakfast inside our six-hundred-square-foot apartment on Yossner Drive.

      Unsafe sex, I said, groggy at our kitchen table, hovering over the mug of hot coffee I was holding in both hands, praying to the nocturnal gods of heaven that my hangover would be whisked away.

      You’re going to get sick, he warned. Did you run out of money again?

      I took Alex in for the thousandth time: five-ten frame, brown shaggy hair, amber eyes, nicely sculpted body with cut abs, a full six-pack, muscular legs, small rose-red lips, twenty-one years old, an usher for Scandinavia House. I did. There was no way I was passing up TJ’s cock. You would have done the same thing.

      And he took me in for the thousandth time: thick brown curly hair, five-ten frame, 175 pounds, dreamy brown eyes, narrowly sloped nose, a jogger’s build. He asked, TJ Mezinine?

      The one and only.

      You’re right. I would have done the same thing. I’ve been after his hot bod for the last six months. Alex scrambled eggs at the stove. Toast was in the toaster. More coffee was brewing on the counter.

      I’ll introduce you to him. He’s a spanker. I’m not really into that.

      And get your sloppy seconds?

      Hey, man, whatever it takes.

      * * * *

      I took a pill called Lax and believed that:

      Twenty-three year old TJ found me in my bedroom and stripped out of his clothes: A&F shirt, Diesel jeans, and white Unico briefs. The guy was top-notch beautiful all the way: dark hair and eyes, muscular chest with a narrow treasure trail that fell below his navel and into his V-patch of curly pubic hair, muscular thighs, his eight-inch cock standing upright and ready for use.

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