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

Dexter’s given Colin massages and kisses and more massages and extra long blowjobs and surprised him with lunch after his afternoon class.


“Holy fucking shit,” Colin moaned as Dexter’s fingers kneaded into his lower back for maybe the fiftieth time in three days. “How have I known you for three months and not known that you could do this?”


Dexter snickered. “I only save it for my favorite friends with benefits.”


Another groan was the first response he gave when Dexter’s thumbs ran right over the top of his ass.


“You better not be messing around with anyone else, gender irrelevant, without letting me know. Tests required if that’s gonna happen.”


Leaning forward, Dexter dropped a kiss between his shoulder blades, massage oils on his skin and all.


Chapter 49