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EXCERPT: Rose Family Chronicles 1: Valet

Rose Family Chronicles 1: ValetReleased May 31, 2016

Pairing: m/m

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Not exactly a sexy excerpt, but this is the first meeting between Earl Johnnie Rose and Tyler.

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Tyler has never worked for a great house, let alone one with the history and prestige of Rose Hall. He feels unqualified for the post of footman, but hopes his experience as concierge of a fine hotel might count in his favor.

Following the deaths of his parents, Earl Johnathan “Johnnie” Rose has come into his inheritance. Now he’s returned home to Rose Hall with his siblings to settle in as lord of the manor and earl of Roseton. Then his eye falls on the stunning new footman with the blond curls and shy smile. From that moment, Lord Johnnie’s intention to settle in takes on a whole new meaning.

Longing for a relationship more intimate than master to servant, and determined to taste those pretty lips, Johnnie offers Tyler a promotion as his personal valet. Thrilled by the promotion and the chance to tend his lord, Tyler’s naivete and sense of propriety don’t let him see the offer for what it is–until he’s lured into the earl’s bed.

(NOTE: There’s a different excerpt at the Loose Id link)

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© Copyright 2016 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

 

“Tyler, please come with me to my office.”

Tyler exchanged glances with James across the table. The younger footman raised a questioning brow, but Tyler could only shrug.

“Yes, sir.” He removed the apron that protected his clothing, then handed it and a feather duster to James before he followed Mr. Faith from the dining room.

A narrow set of stairs near the door led them down to the servants’ hall just outside the kitchen. Wet heat and the din of washing dishes closed around him, a sensation that had become familiar in the scant time he had been at Rose Hall. In nearly a month, he had settled into the routine happily. It was good work that dominated his day. A myriad of tasks left him little free time. More footmen had been hired, and they were all needed to keep the house running smoothly. He especially enjoyed helping Mr. Faith in the wine cellar and the pantry and had been sent into town a few times with the driver to fetch supplies. His one day off in the week, he walked to Claire to see his family. Occasionally he had time to make use of the permission given through Mr. Faith to borrow from the hall’s extensive library. He had no complaints.

Mr. Faith held the office door for him, then closed it after they were inside. Tyler stood before the desk as Mr. Faith rounded it to sit.

“Please, sit.”

He did.

“Would you be open to a position as the earl’s valet?”

“I beg your pardon?” Continue reading EXCERPT: Rose Family Chronicles 1: Valet

Baseball Dad

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction

New characters this time. Hope you like it.

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©2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Sure, he’d said, I can take Baxter home. No problem.

Jess swallowed, trying not to grip the steering wheel too hard. Beside him, the eight year old chattered on about the baseball game his dad was taking him to the next night, listing all the players he was going to see, their stats as well as his personal opinions about them. Jess listened with half an ear, enough to keep up with the conversation, but not enough to silence his inner panic.

He still remembered the feel of Loren Pointer’s hand when he shook Jess’s the other night to thank him for the offer. Jess and his roommate and another buddy from college coached Baxter’s Little League team. Loren had to work late all that week and had asked if there were any arrangements that could be made, since his ex-wife worked late afternoons. Jess had readily made the offer to provide transportation for one of his best players. See? Perfectly innocent. It had nothing to do with the fact that Jess wanted to fall to his knees whenever he saw Loren and beg to suck his cock. The fact that his ass clenched in longing whenever the man talked did not influence his offer at all. The rumors that Loren was gay — thus the reason for his divorce — didn’t pique Jess’s mostly-in-the-closet curiosity at all.

Right. Continue reading Baseball Dad

Stay – Wonderland 4

This entry is part 4 of 4 in the series Wonderland

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction

Graphic sex ahead. NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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©2010 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Grant didn’t often wake with company. His trysts, both male and female, tended toward fun and fast with no strings attached. In fact, he was known as a go-to guy for a casual fuck among his friends and co-workers. Perhaps not the best reputation to have, but it worked for him.

So it was really weird to wake up with Nicky in his bed.

But, it was what it was and he couldn’t say he was sorry. He watched the way the late morning light suffused the gold of Nicky’s cheek and the smooth curve of his bare shoulder. He admired the drape of the black sheets over Nicky’s midriff and studied the casual grasp of long fingers on the sheet corner he held to his chest. Dusky pink lips were parted for breath and long black lashes curled over his cheeks.

Beautiful.

He tried, but he lost the battle. As quietly as he could, Grant got out of bed and rushed into the other room to retrieve one of his cameras. He returned with the digital, flipping the screen on the back into place as he carefully knelt on the mattress. The lighting was perhaps a touch dark but not enough that he needed to flip on a lamp. Besides, shadows often made the image.

He snapped a few photos, feeling only a little guilty. He’d tell Nicky about these, of course, and he’d delete them if the other man insisted. He just hoped Nicky didn’t insist because these were wet dream material. Continue reading Stay – Wonderland 4

Make Me Yours – Wonderland 3

This entry is part 3 of 4 in the series Wonderland

 

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2009

NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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©2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

“Grant.” From his seat on the small couch, Max held up the embossed photo album, smiling from ear to ear. “Thank you.”

Grant returned the smile and raised his drink in acknowledgment of thanks. “Happy holidays, boss man.”

Max twisted to face the smaller man seated beside him. “And you.” Setting the album on the table before him, Max disregarded the crowd surrounding them as he loomed over Ferris, forcing the smaller man back against the arm of the couch. “Thank you. For everything.”

Beaming, Ferris sank willingly under Max, arms wrapping around the larger man’s neck as their lips met. The red of Ferris’s outfit stood out against the deep forest green of Max’s suit, as brilliant a contrast as Ferris’s oh-so-pale skin next to Max’s dark brown.

What a shot. Grant wished he’d brought his camera. But the Nikon was upstairs and he didn’t have any of his spares. Or did he? Switching his Scotch & Seven from one hand to the other, he patted at the pockets of his jacket to see if maybe he’d brought the little digital to the office holiday party. Probably not. As a professional photographer, he avoided bringing cameras to parties so that he could enjoy rather than work.

“Looking for something?”

Grant glanced up to meet deep soulful brown eyes worthy of a photograph. Eyes that looked far more innocent than he knew their owner to be. Eyes that held secrets and made him yearn to know them. Struggling not to show his surprised arousal, he kept patting his pockets and even reached in to search the ones inside the jacket. “Looking for a camera.”

Nicky raised one meticulously plucked eyebrow, one arm crossed over his middle, the other elbow braced on it to hold up his Cosmopolitan. “The photographer without a camera? What is the world coming to?” Continue reading Make Me Yours – Wonderland 3

As A Plate – Wonderland 2

This entry is part 2 of 4 in the series Wonderland

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2009.

NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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©2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

The mouthwatering scent of traditional Thanksgiving fare mingled with the moist, fruity scent from his shower as Ferris emerged from the bathroom. Hesitant, he stepped into Max’s bedroom, letting his eyes adjust to the darker room as he draped his towel over the back of a cushiony indigo settee. “Sir, aren’t we going out?”

“We are. Later.” His master set a small platter of turkey meat amidst the array of the food dishes that sat at one end of the long, sturdy table Max usually used for drafting or cutting fabric. The table had once been a fine, dark wood dining table and this afternoon its normal covering was gone so it could serve as one as well, although the setting was noticeably lopsided with all the food at one end and just a single, incomplete place setting at the other. “But first, you and I must eat.” Max busied himself with lighting the candelabra set in the center. “You know how those people are. The food there will be scarce if present at all.” Continue reading As A Plate – Wonderland 2

Obsession – Wonderland 1

This entry is part 1 of 4 in the series Wonderland

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2009.

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© 2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Ferris tugged at the little tuft of thick curly cotton attached to the waistband of his tiny white vinyl shorts right at the crack of his ass. “This is a bad idea.”

Vondy giggled, well into an alcohol high despite the fact the two of them had just arrived at the party. “Nonsense. You look fabulous.” He tossed their coats onto the pile on the bed and slapped Ferris’s hand. “Stop that. You’ll jiggle it loose.”

Ferris scowled and switched to fingering the cuffs instead. White leather with shiny sterling D-rings that matched the collar around his neck. He felt so… exposed. His Halloween costume was all Vondy’s idea. He should have known better than to mention to his costume designer buddy that he wanted to get a certain someone’s attention. Now, here he was at Max’s exclusive party in Max’s designer house, dressed all in white vinyl, white leather and his own pale skin. The little white shorts were very much that: little. He was pretty sure the lower curves of his butt cheeks were visible and he knew they molded to his crack. Not to mention his cock which, only half-hard in hopeful anticipation of the night’s conclusion, managed to look bigger than normal. Shiny white suspenders of the same black-stitched vinyl were all the so-called clothing he had from the waist up and somehow manged to make his nipples look alarmingly pink. Even the sparse hair on his chest looked paler than usual, more like a very light coating of fur. White boots covered his feet to well above the ankles but, thankfully, Vondy hadn’t insisted on the heeled thigh highs. The headband that secured the fuzzy white and pink bunny ears to his head was obscured by the wild curls of his newly bleached, chin-length hair. He was normally a light blond anyway but Vondy had completed the white rabbit costume by turning his hair stark white. Even Ferris had to admit that it brought out the blue of his eyes and the pink of his lips. Vondy had helped things along by an artful application of makeup that made his eyes look even bigger and his lips far more generous than they were. Seeing himself in the mirror at Vondy’s had just made him more nervous. He looked like the main course for a wolf feast.

“Come, little bunny,” Vondy coaxed, taking hold of his arm. The sweep of his black cloak brushed Ferris’s bare legs. “Time to find your prey.” Continue reading Obsession – Wonderland 1

Holiday Nerves

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2008.

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©2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

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“Oh shit, they’re gonna hate me.”

“They’re not going to hate you.”

“I turned their son gay.”

“You didn’t turn their son gay.” Gale lost the battle with the laughter Frank knew he’d been holding in. “They’ve known I was gay for a while now.”

“But you haven’t brought anyone home for Thanksgiving before.”

Gale reached over to grab Frank’s hand, still keeping his eyes on the road as he drove. “I haven’t wanted to bring anyone home before.”

Frank’s heart swelled. On the one hand, oh my god how sweet was it that his boyfriend loved him enough to want him to meet the family. On the other hand, oh my god how frightening was it to be meeting his boyfriend’s family! Continue reading Holiday Nerves

Hiding Place – Skirt part 4

This entry is part 4 of 4 in the series Skirt

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2009.

Nothing of too much substance, but Finn and Jeff are back 🙂

NOT SAFE FOR WORK. Fair warning.

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©2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

“Jeez, you’re bad at this.”

Jeff rolled his eyes with a grin. He couldn’t see the teasing grin that would go with that tone on Finn’s face. The same one that’d been there all morning since Finn had wakened long before Jeff and used the time to hide all of the two dozen eggs they’d dyed the night before.

Sighing, Jeff shot Finn a glare then got to his knees beside the recliner in the corner. There was that grin on Finn’s delicious pink lips, accompanied by a quick pucker to throw him a kiss. Muttering good-naturedly to himself, Jeff got on his hands to look under the chair. Finn had denied him of all but the briefest of kisses since he’d had his morning coffee, insisting that Jeff find all the eggs first.

There. He reached into the dust beneath the chair to extract a pastel blue egg. “Y’know, I didn’t like egg hunting as a kid.”

Finn gasped. “How the hell can you not like hunting for Easter eggs?”

“My brother,” he set the egg on the table beside him then hunkered down again. Finn had hidden two eggs under the bookcase so it wasn’t beyond reason that he’d done the same here. “He was always better at it and the competition was fierce.” Nope, no eggs. He straightened up to his knees. “I think my parents cheated for him.”

Finn laughed gaily, squirming in his seat on the couch. He looked damn adorable. Not that he didn’t always, but he’d pulled on a frilly blue and white skirt that looked like part of a Bo Peep costume and wore fuzzy white rabbit slippers on the feet he had tucked up under him. He was shirtless but wore a lacy collar and cuffs to match the skirt. His silky black hair was pulled into two tails on either side of his head, both held by more bits of lace. Not being able to touch him was mostly what spurred Jeff on in the hunt. Continue reading Hiding Place – Skirt part 4

Family Issues – Skirt part 3

This entry is part 3 of 4 in the series Skirt

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2009.

Since I raised the curiosity of problems with Finn’s family, guess I have to deliver, huh? So here’s Finn and Jeff again. No cute little costume this time. Hope you’ll like it anyway

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©2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

He’s going to kill me. I should drive around for awhile. But Jeff turned down Finn’s street and stopped his car in front of Finn’s house. He was early. Finn wouldn’t be ready.

He’s going to kill me. But Jeff did it anyway. He picked up the two boxes of candy off the passenger seat and got out of the car. A cold February breeze brushed him but it wasn’t enough to prompt him to pull his overcoat out of the backseat. Besides, he was plenty warm with anticipation.

Taking a breath, he headed up the path toward the front door. He hadn’t been this close to the house since Halloween. What would he find on the other side? Finn still hadn’t allowed him to meet any of his family. Jeff knew he lived with his parents and his younger sister, but that was about it. Finn was so very good at deflecting any kind of discussion about his family that it was hard for Jeff to get a conversation started. He had meant to push the point over New Years’ but ended up not having the heart to rain on what turned out to be a fabulous weekend. And since… He’d tried, and failed. What he was doing now was perhaps not the best idea, but he figured it would at least force some kind of talk. He hoped to God it wouldn’t be a break up talk. Continue reading Family Issues – Skirt part 3

Candy – Skirt part 2

This entry is part 2 of 4 in the series Skirt

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2008.

Since Finn and his skirt was rather a hit around Halloween, thought I’d bring him and Jeff back for the December holidays. Besides, he showed me his new costume and I couldn’t resist.

Story is quite X-rated. NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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©2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Jeff rounded the corner then slowed his car down in front of the one story blue house that was nearly hidden behind mostly well groomed trees and shrubbery. He considered getting out and going up paved walkway to the front door, but decided against it. Finn had told him to text when he got there and had been adamant that he not come to the door.  Since the last thing he wanted was to piss Finn off when he hadn’t seen him for three weeks, he stopped the car, left it running for the heat, and pulled out his cell to send a text to the amazingly cute guy who he’d sort of been seeing for two months now.

Continue reading Candy – Skirt part 2