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…was nervous. Didn’t wanna give you the wrong idea.”


“Oh.” He giggled. “But this is the best idea, huh?”


Dexter crossed his arms and shook his head. Then, he looked back over at him curled his index finger with a very pointed expression replacing that blush.


“You know, if you want me to get you off, you had better be nicer to me than that.” Dexter’s eyebrows lifted. “Now, get the fuck back over here so I can put somethinginside of you.”


And just like that, heat sprung back to Colin’s body. Nothing else mattered but Dexter and the hardness between his legs and—”Bring the lube that’s over there,”—and the bottle of lube, apparently.


Chapter 21