Friday, November 23, 2012

A Thousand Word Thursday Story from Amelia Gormley


It began with Gavin showing off. A sweltering afternoon in the park walking Chelsea had resulted in a chance encounter with an ice cream cart. Derrick had got his usual cone, but Gavin had opted for a popsicle.

Cherry, he said with a sly smile. In honor of Derrick’s blush.

He’d done things with that popsicle. Suggestive things. Obscene things. Things that really shouldn’t have been anatomically possible. Derrick hadn’t quite believed what he was seeing until Gavin got him back to the house and onto the bed, at which point he’d wrapped his red-stained mouth around Derrick and proven that yes, he really could do that.

So now Derrick sat in his kitchen with an orange popsicle trying to figure it out. Chelsea sat on the floor, watching him with her head cocked curiously to the side, trying to understand why Derrick kept teasing her with the popsicle and not sharing, even though he clearly wasn’t eating it.

Instead, he was trying to make himself sick with it. It melted on his tongue, tangy and sweet, as he slid it toward the back of his throat. Immediately his throat closed and he began to gag.

How the hell had Gavin managed it?

He discarded the melting popsicle and consulted the internet.

Clench the thumb of your left hand in your fist and squeeze tightly, one article advised. Derrick wasn’t sure what his thumb had to do with his gag reflex, but he fetched a new popsicle from the box in the freezer and tried again. The cold, molded juice went into his throat without making him gag the first time, but when he tried to repeat the motion, it didn’t work.

Just relax. Don’t think about doing it, the anticipation will make you tense. Just do it.

Well, that was spectacularly unhelpful. Derrick turned off the computer with disgust. How the hell was he supposed to do it if he didn’t think about doing it?

More than ever, his twenties seemed like a total waste. Why the hell couldn’t he have picked someone up from time to time who would have shown him these things?

Well, the thumb trick should be good for at least one pass.

That night in bed, he came close to humiliating himself all over Gavin’s junk. He lay with his head on Gavin’s thigh, swallowing back the urge to choke and laughing helplessly at himself.

“I cannot figure this out,” he confessed, shaking his head wryly.

“You don’t need to impress me,” Gavin said, stroking his hair with a tender smile. “I like what you do just fine.”

And maybe Gavin did, but that didn’t mean Derrick intended to stop trying. It might take weeks or months, but he’d get it down. He’d learn. He wanted to learn it all.

He didn’t know how to explain to Gavin that his efforts hadn’t been so much about impressing Gavin as they’d been an attempt to take it all in, to experience everything he’d denied himself for so long. Like a starving man at a feast, he wanted to glut himself on pleasure.

Intent on that goal, he crawled up over Gavin’s recumbent body and moved on to other things.

He’d get back to that particular lesson later.
Ooh! Thank you, Amelia!

Gavin and Derrick are from the Impulse series, and Book 2: Acceleration, will be out at the end of the month. Inertia was good (there's a review right here) so Acceleration is going on the TBR pile ASAP. And nobody lick the art!

Gaining Momentum

Gavin Hayes is everything Derrick could ask for in a lover. Gorgeous. Passionate. Great in bed. Derrick finds it very easy to just let himself go, to let Gavin guide him and teach him all the things he missed during a decade of celibacy. In the course of a single weekend, Derrick’s routine is transformed, his mornings and evenings filled with sex. Sweet, seductive, wild, or raunchy, Gavin offers Derrick all the pleasure he’s denied himself for so long.

But learning how to be a lover in bed is one thing. Learning to be one out of bed is another. For Derrick, being alone has become habit. Sharing his confidences doesn’t come nearly as readily as sharing his bed. And after so many losses, the last thing Derrick wants is to become dependent upon another person who might not always be there.

And Gavin always being there is far from certain. With an ex-lover lurking in the background, and the question of Gavin’s future health still outstanding, neither Gavin nor Derrick feel capable of asking for anything more than right now. But Gavin won’t be kept on the fringes of Derrick’s life. Can Derrick let someone in before the opportunity passes him by?


Amelia C. Gormley may seem like anyone else. But the truth is she sings in the shower, dances doing laundry, and writes blisteringly hot m/m erotic romance while her five year old is napping. When she’s not writing, Amelia single-handedly juggles her husband, her son, their home, and the obstacles of life by turning into a everyday superhero. And that, she supposes, is just like anyone else. Her first novella from the Impulse Trilogy is available through Amazon, Smashwords and other retailers.

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