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

How Jarr had talked David into having a drink at the Dingo Bar was still a surprise to him. Maybe David needed a break and a moment or two of relaxation away from the stresses at Cupcakes, and his marriage. No matter what the reasons were, Jarr intended on getting his best pal inebriated and then had every intention of sending David home to his lover, Richter.


The evening at the Dingo Bar offered buy one get one free navel shots, which neither man participated in, but enjoyed watching other studs partake in. As Katy Perry sang about roaring, both Jarr and David watched four beefy blue collar workers near the bar, two of which Jarr personally knew and had sold houses to along the lake. All four were bare-chested, drunk, and sexy as hell, in Jarr’s personal opinion. Whiskey shots were poured into tight navels, tongues and mouths went to work, and applause mixed with screaming and sassy queens filled the bar’s atmosphere.


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