Dreams can come true—but sometimes nightmares are very real, too.
When Michael—Mikey—Fawkes bags himself a job as a handyman for a film production company and meets his favourite actor, gay porn star Colin Meighan, he believes his dream has come true. Colin indeed appears to be a dream turned to flesh. Handsome, young and as insatiable sexually as the roles he plays suggest, he makes his way into Mikey’s bed and introduces him to unknown carnal pleasures.
A slick lover and sweet talker, Colin also finds a place in Mikey’s heart, but as Mikey lets his new lover lure him deeper and deeper into a world of decadent on and off-screen sex, their indulgences begin to take their toll on Mikey. Curious to find out more about the strange and inexplicable effect Colin has on his sex partners, Mikey discovers that there is a terrible reason why one man alone can never be enough to satisfy Colin’s hunger and he realises that dreams can come true—but sometimes nightmares are very real, too.
Reader advisory: This is the first book in a series with an ongoing story arc. It is best enjoyed as part of the series in order of release. Contains mild BDSM, M/M/M/M/M sex and MCs that have sex with secondary characters. Revised edition.
When Michael—Mikey—Fawkes bags himself a job as a handyman for a film production company and meets his favourite actor, gay porn star Colin Meighan, he believes his dream has come true. Colin indeed appears to be a dream turned to flesh. Handsome, young and as insatiable sexually as the roles he plays suggest, he makes his way into Mikey’s bed and introduces him to unknown carnal pleasures.
A slick lover and sweet talker, Colin also finds a place in Mikey’s heart, but as Mikey lets his new lover lure him deeper and deeper into a world of decadent on and off-screen sex, their indulgences begin to take their toll on Mikey. Curious to find out more about the strange and inexplicable effect Colin has on his sex partners, Mikey discovers that there is a terrible reason why one man alone can never be enough to satisfy Colin’s hunger and he realises that dreams can come true—but sometimes nightmares are very real, too.
Reader advisory: This is the first book in a series with an ongoing story arc. It is best enjoyed as part of the series in order of release. Contains mild BDSM, M/M/M/M/M sex and MCs that have sex with secondary characters. Revised edition.
Excerpts: A Nightmare Come True (Nightmares 1) by Sage Marlowe
Copyright © Sage Marlowe, 2013/2016
“So, Mikey. Tell me, why are you so keen on taking me
out for coffee?” Colin’s expression was dead serious as he stirred his caramel
latte an hour later.
I squirmed under his inquisitive green gaze. “Well,
uh… I just thought… It’s what people do, isn’t it? Go out, grab a coffee, talk…
You know, the usual stuff.”
He looked at me with the same unsettling curiosity a
moment longer, then his soft lips curved into a smile. “Hey, hey, no need to
break a sweat. I just wanted to know what you see in this.”
“Right. Um, two guys drinking coffee—or rather one guy
drinking it. You seem more intent on stirring yours until the milk turns into
whipped cream. Anyway, a friendly chat over drinks, that’s what I see in this.”
“Why me?”
I nearly dropped my cup but I managed to set it on the
table without breaking it. “Good grief, Colin,” I snapped, sharper than I’d
meant to. “What do you want to hear? I’m sure you get asked on dates all the
time, so there’s no need to—”
His triumphant grin shut me up. “So you do consider it
a date.”
I groaned. So much for slick and casual. He’d seen
right through me. “So what if I do? Another thing that happens all the time.
People go out on dates.” I shrugged. “Nothing unusual.”
“It is. For me.” Colin dropped his gaze. Staring at
the table in front of him, he drew random patterns with his fingers.
“Is it?”
“Well, yes.”
“But you are, well, you are you. I would have thought
you have guys queuing up all the way down the road for a chance to be with
you.”
He picked up his spoon and toyed with it, watching as
he twirled it through his fingers. I was also watching and was having a hard
time not thinking of where else he could put those long, nimble fingers to good
use. After a few moments he looked up at me, frowning. “They want to be with
me, yes. But the guys who want to take me out on a date want to be with the
porn actor. They want my public image and get pissed off if I haven’t offered
them a blow job within five minutes of meeting them.”
“But that’s ridiculous!” I protested. “You’re a guy
who just happens to work in the sex industry. That doesn’t mean you’re more
easily available than any other man.”
He raised an eyebrow and stared at me but said
nothing, so I ploughed on. “In fact, you might be less interested in random
sexual encounters seeing as you get laid frequently.”
Colin stopped playing with the spoon. His eyes
widened, his lips twitched then he burst out laughing. “Oh my,” he gasped.
“You’re serious, aren’t you?”
I struggled to keep my outward calm. “Well, yes. Lots
of guys hook up for a quick fuck with a sexy stranger only to get their rocks
off, we all know that. But I guess you don’t ever get desperate for a fuck.”
The atmosphere between us changed the moment the words
were out. Colin watched me, chewing that plump bottom lip of his in a way that
made my cock twitch in hope. “I’m fairly desperate now. Wanna leave?”
I nearly choked on my mouthful of coffee. “Are you
serious?”
“Yep. Why not?”
“Because, uh…” I searched for something to say. His
offer was tempting. I’d fantasised about him countless times and I was no
stranger to casual hook-ups. “Because I think it’s not really what you want,” I
heard myself say. “Because I think that you’re offering sex because it’s the
only intimacy you can get.” Shut up! a voice inside my head shouted but it was
too late. The words were out and they hadn’t failed to impress. Colin scowled.
“I didn’t know I was dealing with Freud’s master
student,” he said, suddenly cold.
“You’re not. I just… Oh, I don’t know. I just figured
that you might appreciate it if someone tried to see more in you than the porn
actor. Isn’t that what you said?”
He sighed and shook his head. “Look, I fuck with lots
of guys. I enjoy sex on and off the clock and I’m not a poor, traumatised soul
who got bullied into this by an abusive lover or whatever crazy idea you’ve
come up with. I don’t need to be rescued. I’m very much capable of looking after
myself. So, and this is the last time I ask, do you want to leave?”
“For a fuck,
you mean?”
He didn’t bat an eyelid. “Yes. Or two.”
“No.” The answer surprised me and it clearly wasn’t
what he’d expected either. He blinked and raised his eyebrows, then he leaned
in. “Are you serious?”
“Yes.” I groaned. “Don’t ask me why. I can’t explain
it and I must be bloody stupid to reject you, but I don’t think we should.”
I really couldn’t explain it and I was bloody stupid
to reject him. He was so unfairly gorgeous and I wanted him badly—again—but I
felt mistrustful of my good luck, much as if I’d been given the keys to an
expensive sports car. I was an average guy and luxuries like sports cars or
beautiful porn actors just weren’t mine to have. They belonged in a different
world—in a world where money and beauty ruled.
Colin watched me with an unfathomable expression on
his face. “Just why on earth did you ask me out for coffee?”
“Because you’re too good to let go and I didn’t know
if I’d see you again.”
Chuckling, Colin rolled his eyes. “I just don’t get
you, kid. You ask me out for coffee even though you’re so nervous you nearly
swallow your tongue. Now we’re here and I offer to give you what you obviously
wanted and you chicken out? Why?”
“I don’t know.
I honestly don’t know. I do know that I’m going to curse myself to hell and
back tomorrow for not taking you up on this, but right now, I think we just
shouldn’t do it.”
“Have you watched my films?”
“Huh?”
“You heard. Have you?”
The heat that promptly began to tint my cheeks
should’ve told him all, but I nodded anyway. “Yes. All of them.”
“And? What do you think?”
I shrugged, wondering. His face still gave nothing
away. “They’re hot. You are hot. But they’re films. Fantasies acted out to
titillate. I’m not fool enough to believe that you’re the ever-horny, always
available sex maniac you so often impersonate. Not any more than the shy but
curious virgin-cum-slut role you played earlier today.”
He trailed the rim of his glass with his long, elegant
fingers, regarding me with a thoughtful expression as if he was trying to look
into my soul. “I have to admit, I underestimated you. You’re a lot more
perceptive than I would have thought. A lot more…”
“Understanding?”
He smiled. “Ready to look beyond the surface.”
“Well, just because I’m too dumb to hold down a decent
job doesn’t mean I’m stupid.”
“I never said you were stupid.” His tone was
matter-of-fact, too crisp to allow me to whine, and too emotionless to make me
want to fight. “And I know nothing of the jobs you do or don’t hold down. Even
if I did, I’m hardly one to point a finger.”
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Sage Marlowe
Flavours of gay erotic fiction
Sage
Marlowe’s A Nightmare Come True Tour
Nicole Morgan
4/29
Sensuous
Promos 4/30
Michelle Roth
5/1
Nicki Day 5/2
Darkest
Cravings 5/3
Andrew
Jericho 5/4
Get Cozy 5/5
Nikki
Noffsinger 5/6
The Book Pub
5/7
All my Book
Finds 5/8
Characters
Behaving Badly 5/9
