I'm a relatively new fan of male/male erotica. It’s a bit embarrassing, really. How, in this age of computers, did I go so long without finding gay romance? It shouldn’t be possible. Here I am, a person who’s always enjoyed a bit of hero molestation by the male villain, so you’d think I would be the first to jump on the sexy bandwagon of gay romantic love.
Sadly, that’s not my style at all. If you take away the tweedish erudition, my style is more reminiscent of the absent minded professor who suddenly realizes that he’s been walking around campus with his pants off. I'm a master of obliviousness.
If you're wondering what you'll find in my stories, I prefer long, romantic fantasies with sex, a little angst, warm fuzzies, humor, and happy endings. Warm Fuzzy Porn? Fluffy Kink? Whatever you want to call it, my inner marshmallow thrives on this cotton-candy stuff like it’s a super-vitamin for the soul.
Currently, most of my efforts are in draft form, free to peruse on-line until they are submitted for publishing.
So if a little fun and sex, and a mandatory happy ending, is what you're in the mood for, come on over and enjoy the fluff-porn.