As a special treat, here's the first page of my new book!
Word of advice, never drown your sorrows in drink...in a bar...with a sexy horned man winking at you!
My names Kendew and in case you didn’t know handsome men suck. Sure they suck your cock which is good, but they’ll leave you the second a hotter piece of ass strolls on by. Which is how I lost the love of my lust and I decide to drown my sorrows in a highly potent drink. However, I was never drinking again. Ever. One drink had turned into two then three until I lost count. My head felt like a thousand space ships had rammed it. Repeatedly. I tried to open my eyes but the brightness made me queasy. That was fine. I was content to lay here for a while. Wherever here was. It had to be somewhere on the ship, probably still in the bar, although it was soft beneath me. Where the fuck was I?
Images flashed through my mind, more drinks, a nice looking guy with horns who could kiss the shine off the sun. I took a deep breath. The light was a little better now. I opened my eyes and saw a curved ceiling in a steel silver color. I sat up. Laughing echoed. By the fucking stars! I was in a room. It was a tube like structure with windows on all sides including the top and bottom. I glanced out, to my horror, as a crowd was still gathered. They were all watching me. What the fuck had happened last night? My head still ached as they whistled or threw kisses at the window.
My mouth hung open, my eyes went wide and I glanced down. “Fuck.” I was wearing a woman’s skirt, with my soft cock hanging just below the rim. The sensitive skin was covered in what looked like a mixture of dry cum and colorful, eatable jelly. My horror grew as I kept looking down. My legs were covered in lacy stockings to my knees and on my feet were black high heels. The embarrassment was enough to make me stumbled off the bed in the center of the room. I twisted and stumbled in the shoes, finally kicking them off as I searched for the door. There!
I don’t think a man could have run faster than I did, as if a flock of man-eating whore’s were on my ass. I shoved the door closed behind me, enclosed in a low-lit hallway. I could still hear the whistles.
And I wasn’t even sure what happened last night or who could have possibly gotten it on security cameras.
I was never going to fucking live this down.
Kendrew finds himself in harm’s way, horny, and still regretting that one drunken night. Add in a crash landing and some nasty creatures bent on eating them...call it a party from hell! The question is, will they survive?
Be Warned: m/m sex, sex toys, rimming, spanking, bondage, public exhibition