In the quaint, sleepy college town of Huntsville, history has an eerie way of repeating itself generation after generation ... When in-the-closet college student Matthew Rhodes arrives at the old building in the town's historical district, little does he realize his life is about to take a sudden and dramatic turn. He is certainly prepared to earn extra income by posing nude for erotica artist Skylar Novak, and definitely anxious to discover if the sexy and reclusive man has an interest in him other than one of an artistic nature. But things get complicated when Matthew meets a handsome stranger lurking outside the artist's door. A stranger who has a sudden and compelling effect on him before disappearing in the blink of an eye. Matthew and Skylar quickly discover they share both an uncontrollable and supernatural bond with each other, leading to a red-hot and steamy affair, but they also realize they are mysteriously linked to the stranger. Is he even a man at all, or could he be an entity from another plane of existence with lecherous designs of his own? And could his connection to Matthew and Skylar have historical significance, involving an elaborate and desperate plan that has miserably failed every generation for centuries? Before the situation can drive him insane, Matthew is determined to open his mind to new possibilities and learn the whole truth. But in doing so, will his burgeoning love and unquenchable sexual appetite for Skylar, the man of his dreams, suffer in the process? Or will his actions secure their love for eternity?

Art for Art's Sake

Watching this man-ghost delighting in Skylar’s luscious lips, seeing my lover respond with equal enthusiasm, turned me on more than I had ever imagined. Yes, I had viewed similar scenes in the paintings, but nothing had prepared me for the blistering reality of it. I started clawing at both of those hairy chests, then imagined dropping to my knees and sucking both cocks. But I stopped myself, fought against the wave of horniness until I could inch my body away from theirs.


Skylar immediately broke the kiss, turning his head toward me and lifting his eyebrows in query. But Arturo kept lapping at my lover’s cheek, his tongue drawing a path down to Skylar’s neck.


Arturo raised his head, his blue eyes glowing with lust. “I cannot. It has been too long. Way too long. I need to feel your bodies, your mouths. I need to taste every inch of you and—”


Chapter 83