David Miles and Richter Layover are young lovers from West Hollywood who move to Snowden to open a liberal and fun bakery called Cupcakes. What follows is a string of extraordinary men who enter their lives and change their matrimony and the bakery forever. Realtor Anthony Jarr, handsome and alluring, who lives above Cupcakes and considers himself an exceptional lover. When he meets Ryan Glayson, a professional cellist with a relentless urge for sweets, Jarr falls in love for the first time, turning his life into a topsy-turvy spin of surprising romance and selflessness. The magnetic and strange Stefan Pavlov is one of Cupcakes' regulars. Although he comes across as being sweet and charming, he has secrets that are quite damaging, which are exposed during a heated summer along the lake. Erich Misslow, a part-time employee at Cupcakes, becomes enamored with Pavlov, who is almost three times his age. Erich has always enjoyed the company of older men, but does Pavlov have too much peculiar baggage to share? Cupcakes also draws in Ken Eclipse, a charming underwear model with a taste for sweet men and sultry sex. Eclipse searches for Mr. Right like a slice of cinnamon cake for his appetite and personal needs. Can he find the man of his dreams at Cupcakes, or will he forever be single, enjoying the bakery's treats alone? These employees, friends, and lovers combine together with their individual recipes of bliss and loss, and the little bakery called Cupcakes comes to life as the sugary flavor of a gay neighborhood along the lake bursts into life.

Cupcakes

“Beyond addicted. He lost a few modeling jobs. I don’t know what he’s doing now, besides women, of course.” Out of the blue, having the strangest impulse perhaps, Ken stood from the sofa, placed his drink on a nearby table, and said, “What do you think of these?” He unbuttoned his jeans, pushed the denim down to his ankles, and showed off a pair of snug, florescent green briefs to his friend.


The briefs were quite attractive, Richter analyzed. The green hue was bright, the waist was tight, and Ken’s private parts seemed cupped to perfection. He eyed up Ken’s thick thighs, his ab-lined stomach, and pressed-in navel. Then he licked his lips without realizing he had done so, and said, “I approve. Bundle Underwear definitely works for you. No wonder you’re one of their top models.”


David snapped the elastic waistband against his tanned torso and grinned. “These things are so comfortable. It’s like I’m wearing nothing at all.”


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