Almost thirty, amateur boxer Daron Tulsa has a little mess on his hands. He just so happens to be falling for his best friend, Colm Frost, a sports-themed freelance writer for e-magazines. Life for Daron feels cataclysmically frostbitten because Colm is straight and has a stunning Hollywood actress girlfriend. For Daron, these major blocks leave Colm untouchable, both emotionally and physically.<br><br>As the Pittsburgh winter becomes a tempest of snow, ice, and cold, so does Daron’s heart. He realizes Colm will never be a part of his world and pulls away from the man. But when Colm’s girlfriend travels for her career, leaving him behind, two personal secrets unexpectedly unfold, which may eventually melt Daron’s heart.

Frostbitten

“You have to stop, or you’ll cause me to come,” I said, warning him of an unnecessary explosion on my part.


Fortunately, the guy listened to me and backed away from the solid mass at my center. He kneeled over my body, grinned from ear to ear above me, and kissed me on the lips, moaning with satisfaction.


“I’m hungry for your ass, man. What do you think about that?”


“Go for it.” I winked and felt as if I had died and gone to heaven. He lifted my legs, positioned me in a partial U-shape, and nuzzled his face to the pink and tight opening between my compacted ass-orbs.


Chapter 32