Showing posts with label bearotica. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bearotica. Show all posts

Saturday, October 29, 2016

My new story "Realm of the Grizzly Bear" is here!



My new, bearotica, shape-shifter story "Realm of the Grizzly Bear" is released today from JMS Books!  And it's on sale today, so go and get it!

http://www.jms-books.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=29_94&products_id=1914

Blurb:
Jarrod has become obsessed with finding Caleb, the white-haired bear who rescued him from freezing to death in a blizzard the previous winter.  After their night of passion, Jarrod realizes his body is changing.  He is becoming larger, more muscular and hairier so he wants to find Caleb to find out what’s happening to him.

Jarrod searches the forest where he encountered Caleb but instead finds Logan, and almost loses his life.  Caleb rescues him and tells Jarrod he is becoming a bear, a real bear, to be a guardian of the forest.  But to complete the transformation, he must obtain the seed of the other bears in the forest.   Gareth, a ginger-haired man, and Tyrone, a black man, are cooperative but Logan remains hostile. 

Jarrod wants to complete the transformation so he will be with Caleb forever but Logan’s jealousy just might lead to his death.



Excerpt:

            The white bear hadn’t changed at all since their brief meeting so many months ago.  If anything he looked larger.  His bare torso maintained its muscularity and thin covering of hair, which had turned mostly white.  The pajama bottoms he wore low on his hips seemed to be held up only by the curve of his ass and did little to cover the bulge in the front.
            “Eyes up here,” Caleb said making Jarrod realize he had been staring.  He held out his hand and Jarrod took it, rising to his feet.
            Jarrod fell into his arms, kissing and stroking his body, not wanting to ever let go.  He vowed never to fall asleep in Caleb’s presence again, lest he find himself waking from a dream and alone.
            “Why don’t you two take that indoors?”
            Jarrod gasped, spinning around.  He forgot they weren’t by themselves.  A large black man with a shaved head and full beard stood with a beefy arm draped over the shoulder of an equally muscular white man with red hair.  The black man wore only jeans.  The ginger-haired man wore a sleeveless plaid shirt, hanging open to reveal chest and abs covered in red hair. 
            “Jarrod, this is Tyrone…”
            The black man nodded without smiling.
            “…and Gareth.”
            The ginger bear inclined his head with a pleasant grin.  “Nice to meet you.”
            Jarrod suddenly felt vulnerable and embarrassed, standing naked in front of strangers.
            Of course, nothing could be worse than the compromising position in which they first saw me, he thought.  “Do you think I could have some clothes, please?”
            Gareth and Tyrone laughed while Caleb slipped off his pajama pants.  He draped the legs over Jarrod’s shoulders and tied them in a loose knot as if they were a scarf.
            “Is that better?” Caleb stood back, hands on hips in his naked glory.
            Jarrod could not help but laugh himself.
            “We’ll catch up with you later,” Tyrone said as he and Gareth turned and walked into the woods.
            Jarrod watched them disappear.  He was alone with Caleb, what he had yearned for but so much had happened in the span of an hour or so, he didn’t know what to think.  Questions raced through his mind, trying to piece everything together but nothing made sense.  Even his first meeting with Caleb wreaked of fantasy.
            “You’re awfully quiet,” Caleb said.  He hooked an arm around Jarrod’s neck and kissed him on the head.
            Jarrod mashed his face against the hairy chest.  Now all of it felt so natural to him.  Standing naked in the middle of the forest in the rain with his lover.  Nothing else seemed to matter.
            “You still have a lot of questions, don’t you?”  Caleb’s chest vibrated as he spoke and Jarrod nodded.
            “The best way to describe this is we’re the guardians of the forest,” Caleb began, leading him into the woods following a narrow trail.
            “Guardians against what?” Jarrod asked.  It sounded even more incredible and he tried to wrap his mind around the concept.
            Caleb shrugged.  “Nothing fantastical.  Just trespassers, urban encroachment, anything that can harm the forest.”
            “This is a huge forest,” Jarrod blurted out.  “Hundreds of square miles.  Maybe thousands.  And just the four of you can protect it?”
            “I know it sounds incredible but when you have the powers of a bear, it’s not such a daunting task as it would seem.”
            “Wait a minute.” Jarrod stopped in his tracks.  “The powers of a bear?”
            Caleb smiled at him.  “Does that sound so crazy?”
            “It sounds impossible!”






Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Realm of the Grizzly Bear - available October 29!


My new bearotica story, Realm of the Grizzly Bear, will be available from JMS Books, October 29!  This is a follow-up to my story featured in JMS Books' Stocking Stuffers: Realm of the Polar Bear.

Blurb:
Ever since Jarrod spent a night of passion with Caleb, his body is transforming into a bear.  After months of searching, he finds Caleb who explains he must be seeded by the other bears in the forest to complete the transformation.  It sounds easy but Logan, the large brown bear, is not cooperative.  Jarrod is determined to go through with it but it might cost him his life.

Excerpt:
          The white bear hadn’t changed at all since their brief meeting so many months ago.  If anything he looked larger.  His bare torso maintained its muscularity and thin covering of hair, which had turned mostly white.  The pajama bottoms he wore low on his hips seemed to be held up only by the curve of his ass and did little to cover the bulge in the front.
          “Eyes up here,” Caleb said making Jarrod realize he had been staring.  He held out his hand and Jarrod took it, rising to his feet.
          Jarrod fell into his arms, kissing and stroking his body, not wanting to ever let go.  He vowed never to fall asleep in Caleb’s presence again, lest he find himself waking from a dream and alone.
          “Why don’t you two take that indoors?”
          Jarrod gasped, spinning around.  He forgot they weren’t by themselves.  A large black man with a shaved head and full beard stood with a beefy arm draped over the shoulder of an equally muscular white man with red hair.  The black man wore only jeans.  The ginger-haired man wore a sleeveless plaid shirt, hanging open to reveal chest and abs covered in red hair. 
          “Jarrod, this is Tyrone…”
          The black man nodded without smiling.
          “…and Gareth.”
          The ginger bear inclined his head with a pleasant grin.  “Nice to meet you.”
          Jarrod suddenly felt vulnerable and embarrassed, standing naked in front of strangers.
          Of course, nothing could be worse than the compromising position in which they first saw me, he thought.  “Do you think I could have some clothes, please?”
          Gareth and Tyrone laughed while Caleb slipped off his pajama pants.  He draped the legs over Jarrod’s shoulders and tied them in a loose knot as if they were a scarf.
          “Is that better?” Caleb stood back, hands on hips in his naked glory.
          Jarrod could not help but laugh himself.
          “We’ll catch up with you later,” Tyrone said as he and Gareth turned and walked into the woods.
          Jarrod watched them disappear.  He was alone with Caleb, what he had yearned for but so much had happened in the span of an hour or so, he didn’t know what to think.  Questions raced through his mind, trying to piece everything together but nothing made sense.  Even his first meeting with Caleb wreaked of fantasy.
          “You’re awfully quiet,” Caleb said.  He hooked an arm around Jarrod’s neck and kissed him on the head.
          Jarrod mashed his face against the hairy chest.  Now all of it felt so natural to him.  Standing naked in the middle of the forest in the rain with his lover.  Nothing else seemed to matter.
          “You still have a lot of questions, don’t you?”  Caleb’s chest vibrated as he spoke and Jarrod nodded.
          “The best way to describe this is we’re the guardians of the forest,” Caleb began, leading him into the woods following a narrow trail.
          “Guardians against what?” Jarrod asked.  It sounded even more incredible and he tried to wrap his mind around the concept.
          Caleb shrugged.  “Nothing fantastical.  Just trespassers, urban encroachment, anything that can harm the forest.”
          “This is a huge forest,” Jarrod blurted out.  “Hundreds of square miles.  Maybe thousands.  And just the four of you can protect it?”
          “I know it sounds incredible but when you have the powers of a bear, it’s not such a daunting task as it would seem.”
          “Wait a minute.” Jarrod stopped in his tracks.  “The powers of a bear?”
          Caleb smiled at him.  “Does that sound so crazy?”
          “It sounds impossible!”

Monday, December 21, 2015

"Realm of the Polar Bear", my Stocking Stuffer from JMS Books released today!


"Realm of the Polar Bear", my latest bearotica short story, is available today as part of JMS Books' Stocking Stuffers, an e-book a day for December!

JMS gives is 4 flames which means it's hot hot hot hot!

Blurb:
Stranded by a blizzard on his way home for Christmas, Jarrod waits for death by freezing in his pickup, until a large, white-haired, bearded man steps out of the forest to rescue him. Jarrod is reluctant to follow the handsome man but decides his chances of survival aren’t good if he stays in his truck.

Caleb takes Jarrod to a warm, inviting cabin in the middle of the forest and offers him food and drink to warm him up. Jarrod’s apprehensions begin to dissipate as his attraction for the mysterious man increases.

Jarrod wonders what it would be like to live in the wild with the handsome Caleb, but he soon finds out the white bear is not what he appears to be.

EXCERPT:Note: may contain sexually explicit scenes of a homoerotic nature.
    His beard and mustache dripped with condensation from his breath but the water soon froze, forming ice on the blond hair. He curled up on the seat with his head under the steering wheel, praying the end would come swiftly and painlessly.

    A soft knock on the driver’s window shocked him and he yelped in surprise. A small point of light glowed outside. Jarrod’s heart leapt for joy in his chest as he fumbled with the door handle, spilling out of the truck.

    “Hello! I’m so glad you found --” The words caught in his throat as he saw his visitor through the blowing snow. A large man with full white beard and mustache stood bundled up against the cold holding a kerosene lantern in one hand and an axe in the other. Jarrod recoiled in horror.

    “Aw, damn,” the man said, turning to toss the axe on a sled full of chopped wood he had been pulling. “Sorry ‘bout that, son. Didn’t mean to scare you. Thought you might be needin’ some help.”

    “Uh ... yeah,” Jarrod managed to utter, relieved the axe wasn’t so handy now. “I ran off the road a while back. Can you help me dig my truck out?”

    The white-haired man stepped toward the rear of Jarrod’s truck, holding the lantern close to the tires. He walked around the truck and examined the snowdrift which buried most of the vehicle.

    “That dog won’t hunt! I don’t think you’re going anywhere for a while.”

    The man pulled his right glove off with his teeth and extended his hand. “I’m Caleb. I live not far from here.”

    “I’m Jarrod. I’m on my way home for Christmas.”

    “Damn, son!” Caleb kept his warm hand clasped over Jarrod’s. “Feels like you’re frozen solid already. Come on up to the house and thaw out a bit. The way the snow’s coming down right now, we’d just be pissing in the wind if we tried to dig you out.” He placed the lantern on the ground and, removing the other glove, held the pair out for him.

    Jarrod cast a doubtful glance toward the sled with the chopped wood and axe. “Maybe I should stay with my truck. Perhaps you could send someone?”

    Caleb gave him a placating smile. “Son, no one’s going to be coming around tonight in this. And if you stay here you’ll freeze to death, and I can’t let that be on my conscience. If it’ll make you feel better, you can carry the axe.” He chuckled as he stepped to the sled, picked up the axe, and offered it to Jarrod.

    Still unsure but willing to risk anything to get warm, Jarrod pulled on the gloves and grabbed the axe. Caleb seemed to wield it without much effort. He had not expected it to be so heavy, and on his first attempt, he dropped the axe into the snow, nearly pulling his arm off. Worried that he looked wimpy, Jarrod reached down and clutched the handle with both hands. With a tremendous heave, he hoisted it to his shoulder and signaled for Caleb to lead the way

Friday, October 7, 2011

The Three Bears, a Bearotica story is available today from Loveyoudivine Alterotica!



My latest work, a Bearotica story "The Three Bears" is available today from loveyoudivine!

Warning: This ain't your mama's bedtime story!




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