Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Book Tour for Breathless Press GLBT December Releases (Promo & GIVEAWAY)

It's that time of the month again where the wonderful folks at Breathless Press stop by to show off some of their big releases for the month.  Today we have a wonderful selection of m/m books for you to add to your wish list as well as the chance to win a gift card to their site.  So keep reading to learn more about them and their books.....

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Oscar is excited to meet Derek's family. But Derek's mother is transphobic. Can Oscar help Derek's mom to accept Derek, or will the family split for good?
Chains? Check. Lube? Check. Popsicles? Check!! Oscar and his transgender lover, Derek, are all set for a long weekend of some much needed—and more than a little bit kinky—alone time. When Derek gets an invitation to a get-together from his mother, Oscar is excited for the chance to finally meet Derek's elusive family, even if it'll cut their "festivities" short. But he soon learns the reasons why he hasn't met them yet - the majority of Derek's family, including his mother, are transphobic. Oscar and Derek attend the function anyway, but the stress sends Derek into an all-night migraine, and Oscar is forced to look for help from the last person he wants to: Derek's mom, Beverly. Can Oscar convince Beverly that Derek is her child, regardless of gender? Or will Beverly's narrow-minded ways split her family apart for good?


Oscar looked up from the newspaper and nearly spit his morning coffee all over himself. "What the fuck are you wearing?" Derek stood just outside their bedroom door. In a dress. A frilly lavender dress, pantyhose, and a pair of shiny black heels. Derek hung his head. "I told you we were going to my family thing today."
"My mother hates Derek. She wants me to be Amy." Derek's shoulders sagged. "So I'm Amy."
"Fuck that! Go change." Anger flared in Oscar so intensely that he was forced to put his mug down or else spill the contents with the shaking of his hand. Derek had said his family didn't approve, but this? Criminal. How dare anyone make Derek feel like he wasn't good enough! How dare anyone demand that he change, that he apologize for who he was!
"I can't." Just a whisper.
"Then we're not going. Or I'm not. I'm not going to watch you play dress up and parade around for their approval. That's fucking bullshit! There's nothing wrong with the way you are, and if those assholes can't see that then fuck them, wubby bear. Fuck every last one of them."
"My mother hates Derek," Derek repeated. He stood stiffly, an air of uncomfortable tension radiating from him.
"Your mother ought to be glad her kid's still alive," Oscar spat, thinking of his childhood friend Maria, who'd been unable to handle the pressures of her gender confusion, and had killed herself.
"I think she'd prefer dead Amy to live Derek."
Oscar's face flushed with the red heat of rage. He stood, shaking his head, and took Derek by the elbow. "Come change. Now."

MAKE MINE TO GO by Dilo Keith

Justin can usually satisfy Toby's diverse erotic desires, but when Toby craves something only another man can provide, will this test the limits of Justin's love?
One key to the success of Justin and Toby's marriage is plenty of sexual variety, sometimes with other men they meet at the local BDSM club. While Toby assumes the submissive role in their power exchanges, it's more often Justin who generously caters to Toby's erotic appetites. Toby's interest in flirting with a salesman should be trivial in comparison to his other desires. Instead, it sends both men down uncomfortable paths.
Toby manages to assure Justin that it was harmless fun, or so it seems at first. More troubling than Justin being unconvinced is that Toby doesn't entirely believe his own story. When Toby finally figures out he wants something only another man can give him, he knows it won't be easy to tell Justin. More importantly, is realizing a fantasy-- even an exceptionally compelling one -- worth the risk?


They joined my wrists behind me with a simple clip. Bound, blindfolded, and kneeling, I awaited my next orders. They whispered to each other. The bed dipped, and I could tell by the sound of a zipper Paul went for his toy bag on the floor. Justin was doing something too. My desire to know warred with the thrill of erotic darkness.
"Suck me," Justin said.
If he expected me to remove his jock without my hands, it wouldn't be quick. I hoped he remembered I felt foolish the last time we tried that. Thankfully, he'd just done it himself. I lapped at the trickle of pre-cum I found on his magnificent cock. Apparently uninterested in my reverent attitude, Justin pulled me down, leaving me with my face in his pubes as my main support, his cock nearly gagging me at first.
Justin lifted my head with fingers tangled in my hair. That's such a turn-on. I keep it long enough to allow a good handful. "Having a little trouble, Toby?"
"Just enough, sir."
"Slut." He pulled me back down and kept his hands on my neck, more for symbolism than instruction.
Paul smacked my upturned ass, slowly at first. It warmed and tingled under his masterful care. At some point he switched from bare hands to a fingerless glove that had studs or something, but not sharp like vampire gloves. The combined sensations of leather, studs, and bare fingers made it difficult to focus on Justin's cock. That divine balance of pleasure and pain could transport me to subspace if I weren't trying to do a decent job. Despite my best efforts, I lost my rhythm a few times.
"Pay attention, boy. You've gotta work for it," Justin said with his typical "amused Dom" tone, the friendly taunt that showed he got off on my predicament.
Meanwhile, in contrast to the delight of the sensuous spanking, my unattended boner was threatening to become painful. I probed the surrounding space, not expecting to find relief, but I had to try.
"And no coming without permission," Paul reminded me. He gave me a few hard swats.
Despite these distractions, I soon had Justin moaning and grasping my hair. I anticipated my creamy reward for a blowjob well done.


His lover's death filled Nate Hawthorn with rage. From that time were born legends of bloodthirsty cats and killer bears, of humans entering the woods and never leaving.
Legend exaggerated, and he had calmed down and accepted the transiency of human life. Fragile, defenseless, but curious, brave, and loving. He'd allowed their presence in his valley in the beginning because they intrigued him with their resourceful cleverness in turning their fragile bodies into a strength rather than the weakness he'd taken them for.
When Daniel died, he'd chosen to live among them for simple reasons. He felt closer to his lover walking among his descendants. He took a warped pride in the growth and the progress of the town Daniel had started, in the prosperity of Daniel's people even as their growth and progress had overtaken his woods. Perhaps some fatalistic part of him believed that the circle of life would one day claim him, had known that they would one day kill him.
When Seth Greenwood, a junior architect with a local firm who dreamed of bigger things, pinned his hopes for career advancement on a project that required the use of Nate's land, Nate realized how much he wanted to live. And how very much he wanted Seth.


"Relax, hero. There's a hunting cabin near the grove. I thought it was abandoned. It was pretty old and empty when I was here yesterday, but maybe someone's come out for the weekend. Good news is, if that's the cabin, the grove is right here." Gerry swung to the left and burst into a clearing. In the center of the clearing small trees stood surrounded by lush grass.
Seth froze. The skin on his nape prickled and tiny hairs rose. It felt like someone was watching them. "Gerry? There's something weird about this clearing."
"Cut it out. Jeez, if I'd known what a pansy you were going to be, I'd have done this differently." Gerry clamped his flashlight in his mouth while digging through his back pack. He pulled out an envelope and spit out his flashlight. "Here. These are your instructions. I better backtrack and find those dumb asses before they get lost. Hurry!"
Seth opened his mouth to protest, but Gerry was gone. He slid a finger under the envelope flap. His heartbeat seemed to echo in the open space. That's when it hit him. The difference here was that he couldn't hear a damn thing. All those crunches and whispers, crinkles, and even the whistle of the damn wind had disappeared. It was eerily silent.
Icy sweat trickled down his brow. He played the flashlight over the clearing again, freezing in place as it picked up a glint of red. Assholes. Playing a trick on the stoners indeed. "Not funny, Gerry!" he called out and stepped further into the clearing, toward the red 'eyes'. "I'm not buying it. Save your trick for someone more gullible. Gerry?"
Adrenaline pounded through his veins as he stepped even closer and a deep, dark shadow rose from the darkness surrounding the base of the tree. A vicious snarl ripped through the silence. His flashlight bypassed the red eyes to glance off white teeth.
"Oh. My. God! Gerry!" He screamed as he stumbled backward. If this was a trick it was a damn fucking good one. He made it to his feet just as the majestic beast pounced and retraced his path out of the clearing as fast as he could. The eerie silence seemed to precede him as he crashed and bumbled his way along. The beast was behind him; he could hear it. Hell, he could practically feel its hot breath on the back of his neck.
The cabin. The lights. He caught the flicker out the corner of his eye as a claw nicked his jeans. A burst of adrenaline increased his speed and he burst through the door of the cabin, slamming it behind him.
Heart pounding, gasping for air, he whirled around. "Sorry. It was after me. I'm sorry, but I can't go back out there."


Finding love in a new town had not been in Seb's plans. But life has a tendency to throw you curveballs – like Ruari.
When the new head teacher walks into his bar, Ruari knows he has to have him, and damn the consequences. When lust turns to love, nothing else matters. Together they will overcome, no matter what. Or will circumstances drive them apart?


Ruari's head was spinning, his arms were stiff, his cock ached, and he wanted to be alone with Seb. It seemed like hours, but was probably no more than forty-five minutes, before he judged they could leave his bar staff to finish off. He swung behind the bar, grabbed a surprised Seb, and kissed him full on the lips. Cheers and catcalls sounded from the people around the bar.
"You." He finished off with a squeeze to Seb's ass, "are a fucking star. Definitely, a fucking star."
"Too much info boss." Dave was smirking at him.
Oh fucking shit. He realized where he was. Bollocks and buggery and any other appropriate epithets. How the hell was he going to sort this monumental cock-up out? He chanced a look at Seb's expression, and sighed inwardly with relief. Seb was laughing.
"Feet. Mouth into?" Seb asked him.
He nodded. "As Ever. Okay we're finished here. Coffee?"
Seb nodded. Kizzy, who had walked up to them unnoticed made a face, and sniggered. "That is the most pathetic euphemism I've heard boss. Coffee. Hah!" She carried on past them, still sniggering.
"Gotcha there, Boss." Dave patted him on the back. "Take yourself off for er coffee. Don't forget the Swiss roll with it."
"Hells bells." Ruari almost pushed Seb through the door and into the stairwell of his flat. "Are you sure you still want to take a chance on me. I shouldn't be let out without a keeper. And my lips sealed."
Seb pulled him tightly towards his body. Cock found cock and reacted in the best possible way. "Oh, you're not reneging now, boss man." Seb moved so his cock surged upwards. "All that is so easily arranged."
"Huh?" He was so caught up in the sensations of Seb hard against him, he'd lost the thread of the conversation.
"Lips sealed and a keeper. I'll be happy to be in change of all that. Soon." Seb said.
"Okay, so, first we have coffee?"
Seb smiled and squeezed Ruari's arm. "Coffee, where's your car?"


Prize is a $20 GC to Breathless Press to one randomly drawn commenter during the tour. 

-Giveaway is OPEN TO EVERYONE!
-To be entered, leave a comment telling me which book intrigues you most, along with your email addy.
-A winner will be chosen randomly from all comments made throughout the tour, so the more you comment the greater your chances of winning.  A list of all participating blogs can be found here.
-Giveaway ends at 11:59 PM CST on 12/21.


  1. The book Family Matters looks incredibly intriquing. I can't imagine the pain that the one MC must be feeling, that his family would rather have her dead, than him alive.


  2. Thanks for these great excerpts. I've never read a transgender romance, but I would like to. Thanks again!

    brendurbanist at gmail dot com

  3. Oh, these look good! I can't decide which I like the sound of most MC sounds like it would be a story that would be very emotional and need a box of tissues close by. But I love paranormal stories so TDTL sounds great too. But then the others do also!
    manning_J2004 at yahoo dot com

  4. Love these authors, can't wait!


  5. Nice covers.


  6. All the books sound good, but I think Teaching Teacher because I like teacher and professor stories :)


  7. I think the paranormal book, Truth Deeper than Logic caught my attention a little more due to the blurb.

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  8. Heh... The books that caught my interest were MAKE MINE TO GO by Dilo Keith & TEACHING TEACHER by Raven McAllan.

    Please count me in~