New Release: Turning His Life Around

Hello and welcome back to the Turning His Life Around blog tour! I am doing something a little different with this tour and, I’ve put together a running short story. This story happens a couple of years before Turning takes place, when Ian is learning he’s in love with Kane but hasn’t quite accepted what all that means for him yet, since Kane doesn’t return that love.

The story goes for all nine tour stops! You can start it at Charley Descoteaux’s blog and follow the rest of the tour from the link at the bottom.

Be sure to catch each one because everyone who reads all nine and can answer a scavenger hunt questionnaire based on the story will be entered to win $25 a Dreamspinner Press!


Kane’s hands were not idle on the way home. He continued to stroke and play with Ian, touching anything he could. He even leaned in at one point during a red light and caught Ian’s lips in another searing kiss. It took a horn blast to get them moving again.

It was only by virtue of the fact they didn’t want to be interrupted that they managed to not slam the door going into the house. But just inside, Kane had Ian pinned again, keys clattered to the floor, and bodies strained, lips locked, and tongues battled. They moved their hands over each other, tugging at buttons and hair, damned near desperate for more. Ian was so hard, it almost hurt, needed so badly, he couldn’t think, could only feel.

They were so lost in each other, in fact, they didn’t hear the gasp. It wasn’t until the “I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” came out that it permeated their lust-fogged brains. Kane pulled back and the two of them looked over to see his mother’s girlfriend Mary at the end of the hall in nothing but their mother’s bathrobe with her hands over her face, turning around and heading back toward their mother’s room.

It was like Ian had just been hit with a blast of cold air. There was no mistaking what Mary and his mother had been up to if Mary was wearing nothing but his mother’s robe. And the mental image that brought to up certainly gave him pause. He’d have to learn how to deal with that better, but for now, he could do nothing but groan. “Ian?” Kane asked, voice rough.

Ian looked up at his best friend and forced the mental images away. “Let’s get to our room,” he managed and Kane stood back. They hurried down the hall, carefully closing the door so as not to bring anyone else out into the hallway and turned to each other. And seconds later, it was almost as if there’d been no interruptions.

They pulled at clothes, squeezed asses, rubbed each other’s dicks in an effort to feel more. They kicked their shoes randomly without a care for where anything went. Ian managed three of Kane’s buttons but then just yanked the shirt over Kane’s head and threw it aside. Kane didn’t even bother with the buttons on Ian’s, he just pulled. Ian heard a pop but didn’t much care when his shirt was tossed aside and Kane’s mouth was on his chest. He struggled with Kane’s jeans, finally managing to work open the button and shoving them down over Kane’s hips, then his own were tugged open.

And finally, they were both naked. Kane backed up to the bed, tugging Ian with him and when he lay back, Ian fell on top of him. Their lips crashed together and Ian rocked into him, their cocks rubbing and pulling loud moans from both. Kane’s hands scrambled for Ian’s skin, for anything they could reach. He shifted, palms sliding along Ian’s back to his ass and pulling him in until their dicks, both rock hard, ground, dragging louder sounds from both of them.

Ian settled in as Kane spread his legs and they started rocking, grinding again. Kane’s groans echoed Ian’s punctuating the air around battling tongues and lips. It felt so incredible but Ian wanted more and was quite sure Kane did too. So with a supreme effort, he pulled back, panting hard. He forced out a “more” turned, diving for the bedside table. With latex and bottle in hand, he sat back on his knees, tapping Kane on the hip.

Taking the hint, Kane rolled, pulling his knees up under him. He arched his back, and the sight had Ian moaning. He dropped the items in his hand and reached out, palms running over Kane’s toned ass.

It was enough to remind him to take it slow, savor things. They wouldn’t be sharing a bed forever and when they went back to their separate beds, these sorts of things would stop or, at least, slow down dramatically. So, Ian paused to take in the visual in front of him, then leaned forward, releasing Kane’s ass and kissed his way down the pale skin covering Kane’s spine, making sure to touch each vertebra with his lips.

Kane moaned and writhed, turning his head. Ian’s brown eyes met deep black and he hovered briefly over Kane’s tailbone, the pause a tease in itself, watching as his friend got just a little more desperate, a little more needy. He spread Kane’s cheeks again and, without looking away, dipped his head, tongue out and ran it lightly over the tight muscle. Kane’s sound was loud but he caught himself and bit his lip to stifle it. Ian turned his attention back to Kane’s hole and ran his tongue over it again.

Despite being so hard, so aroused, he took his time, teasing his friend thoroughly. He wanted too much to make this all last and he was rewarded by the wonderful things coming from Kane. Kane’s sounds continued to flow, one merging into the other until they became one long moan of pure need.

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Remember, be sure to follow the whole tour to get the full story and a chance to win a $25 gift certificate at Dreamspinner Press.

One person who comments here will win an ebook of any of my backlist titles (any published prior to Turning). Ever have someone walk in on you during sex? If so, who was it? How did you react?turning blog tour Sm

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TurningHisLifeAroundFSCan Kane recognize what’s right in front of him before he loses everything?

When Kane Harris’s world turns upside down, his lifelong best friend is the only one to catch him.

Years ago, Ian Kelly accepted Kane would never return his love, since he knows Kane believes he’s incapable of it. Ian is willing to settle for what he can get—a best friend, sometimes casual lover, and occasional submissive. He’s learned he can’t live without Kane, but he can’t let Kane know. Because when, not if, Kane confirms that Ian’s love will never be returned, Ian won’t be able to take it. But when Kane loses his job and asks Ian to step up their play to help him deal, Ian’s ability to hide his feelings falters. Then Kane starts his own computer security firm and asks Ian to join him, and Ian struggles further.

It’s not until they visit the exclusive BDSM club the Iron Door that things come to a head. Kane screws up big time, and he’s afraid he can’t fix it. He’s sure he’ll lose his best friend, his Dom, his everything… forever.

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noh8About Grace:
Grace Duncan grew up with a wild imagination. She told stories from an early age – many of which got her into trouble. Eventually, she learned to channel that imagination into less troublesome areas, including fanfiction, which is what has led her to writing male/male erotica.

A gypsy in her own right, Grace has lived all over the United States. She has currently set up camp in East Texas with her husband and children – both the human and furry kind.
As one of those rare creatures who loves research, Grace can get lost for hours on the internet, reading up on any number of strange and different topics. She can also be found writing fanfiction, reading fantasy, crime, suspense, romance and other erotica or even dabbling in art.

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4 thoughts on “New Release: Turning His Life Around

  1. Yes. An ex was living a for a bit with his mom, but basically had the basment to himself (unless she was doing laundry). We were thankfully covered by a blanket, when his mom came down out the blue one day. It was embarrassing even if she didn’t notice or say anything.

  2. Nope, never happened. However, I checked in to a hotel and when I opened the door to my assigned room. I interrupted a couple of strangers!

  3. No thankfully not, apart from the cat who was asleep at the end of the bed and then I noticed her watching with a most disapproving glowing glare as she jumped off and left the room in disgust!

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