London is closing in on thirty and love-starved. He’s a county bus driver and rides his bike to work. One day while riding past a home, he sees a woman fall and goes to help. Her name is Angela, and London is surprised to learn she’s his favorite author of gay erotic stories. She’s welcoming and loving, so unlike his distant parents, and the two become friends.<br><br>Joel is Angela’s son and the first openly gay officer in the San Jose Police Department. He visits his mom when she has London over for dinner as a way of saying thanks for saving her. At first Joel distrusts London, but attraction simmers between them.<br><br>Both men tend to rush into relationships and bed new lovers, which usually screws things up. So it’s no surprise that, on the first date, they end up in bed together. But London mistakes Joel’s constant clock checking for boredom and leaves, upset. Angela smooths things over, but a chance email sends London running again. Will they be able to overcome his insecurities and make a life together?

Love Is in the Script

Naked, they explored, sucking in each other’s scent and doing sixty-nine, a favorite of London’s. Joel rolled London face down, donned a rubber, and lubed them. Joel’s dick wasn’t the fattest or longest, but it sure as hell was above average. London usually topped to be amiable. He loved being a bottom boy and savored the stretch of his ass, moaning with delight. Joel nuzzled London’s neck and bit gently. Time passed. London reveled with Joel’s weight atop him, his concerns of going all the way evaporating. Joel sped up and grunted.


London’s toes curled, savoring Joel’s nut sack slapping him.


“Oh, shit. Yesss!” Joel drove deep, hugging London. Joel kissed him, pulled out, and rested on his back. “Give me a facial?”


London nodded like an anxious teen. Straddling him, London fisted as Joel stared, like he could look into London’s soul. Soon, London creamed Joel’s face with his usual large load, a wave of contractions torqueing his body.


Chapter 5