Colin Hunt, a vivacious and outspoken art student, is a comic-reading, anime-loving, all-around geek. What he lacks in size, he most definitely makes up for in personality. But things have been tough for him lately. A heavy workload. A showcase to prepare for his final. A sick mother to take care of. Ever the optimist, he's more interested in finding someone to have some fun with rather than finding anyone serious. For Dexter Erikson, life has been difficult ever since an accident left him in foster care and cost him part of his arm. After discovering music therapy, he found an outlet for his pain and the perfect way to express himself. Now, sporting tattoos and piercings, Dexter is the lead singer of a pretty kick-ass punk rock band and owns the stage like it's nobody's business. He’s also goofy and dorky, shy and bashful, with a bad habit of falling in love yet a horrible fear of commitment. So what happens when vivacious geek meets shy punk rocker? The first answer is a lot of sex. The second answer might bring both Colin and Dexter to places they never dreamed possible.

Rock and Roll Chose Me

“I wanna lick you all over,” he murmured. “Get the fuck up here with me.”


That right there turned Colin on right in the very center of his belly. His turn being the boss had ended, and he now ached to be touched, his hard-on desperate to burst out of his jeans. He was very willing to concede the lead and nodded. Colin stood up and would’ve climbed onto the couch only Dexter’s strong right hand rested against his chest, keeping him from doing so. Dexter kissed the bulge in his pants and the friction alone made Colin want to scream. Unbuttoning the jeans, Dexter shimmied them and his boxers down and had Colin step out of them.


“You gonna leave the hat on?” Dexter asked.


He took it off, combed his fingers through his messy hair once, and tossed the hat onto the coffee table behind him. When he turned around, he turned right into Dexter pinching his left nipple.


Chapter 20