BL speaking about my novella released in November from NNP, Something Fresh Served Hot. It’s the first in the m/m erotica romance series I’m doing with sweeter and sensual Rawiya called Something New on the Menu.
The idea for the collection of books came from a creation of stories and ideas from the both of us. All the tales have a common theme. Other than being manlove stories, they’re tied together with settings in the food and restaurant industry. Most of the shorts have expanded a great deal because the characters asked for them. For example, book five by Rawiya, Sugar Daddy, was a short written for the STARbooks Press Who’s Your Daddy anthology about an older man on the down low who seeks a relationship with someone who loves and depends on him. When that started, the backdrop wasn’t the food theme of this series. So Rawiya has changed it to fit our collection. Pretty neat, huh? It’s a great story too. I believe it’s a fitting ending to this set of stories.
That’s the great thing about being a writer. The ability to change something small into something big. This series is fresh and we’re serving it up hot!
Here is the blurb of the series as well as the first book!
Something New on the Menu
In this series of stories, BLMorticia and Rawiya will correlate the uses of foods and gay male erotica in a humorous, titillating, and intriguing way. These are well written tales where the details include something about a certain kind of food or the setting exists in the food service industry.
Each one is individually crafted with its own sets of characters in our contemporary world. In some cases, there is more tension as the protagonists try to accept themselves as gay men while the others already accept this fact but struggle to gain the lover they feel they deserve.
All stories offer humor and eroticism that pushes boundaries while celebrating diversity in the gay community. This collection is meant to open the eyes to readers and give them a fresh perspective as told through female authors, BLMorticia and Rawiya.
Book Trailer http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T9txKw20-Ws
Something Fresh Served Hot
A gay contemporary comedy which features a Chicago homophobe by the name of Jimmy LaCosta who works at a diner called the Greasy Spoon on the northside of Chicago near BoysTown. While working, Jimmy meets the incoming manager, Alex Seidling, a young British man who his present boss is hiring to take his place as he retires.
After the initial meeting in which Jimmy feels uncomfortable with Alex’s stares, Jimmy cultivates a friendship with Alex which develops into something totally different than he himself expects. This shocks him and he tries to fight it but because of his growing feelings he decides to pursue it despite all of what he has been taught.
Will he do what his body wants? Will Alex accept his advances even though he will soon become Jimmy’s boss?
Later on in the day, I was making my way to the john when I noticed Alex sitting down in George’s office looking over some papers. I was on my way out of the place since my shift was over and my hot night with Zena was in the next hour.
When we exchanged glances, he waved his hand at me. “Jimmy, hey, can you step inside a moment, please?”
I exhaled before going into the small space and closed the door behind me. I had been in George’s office a little too many times for my taste so needless to say, when I went in I was a little nervous about talking to the new boss to be in here.
Still, I thought this to be the perfect time to let Mr. Seidling know my boat doesn’t float that way. Once I got in, I sat in the wooden chair in front of the desk.
“Hey, Jimmy. I was just looking over some things and it seems like you’re in need of a raise my friend. How could you just let George stiff you all these years?” Alex shook his head while still glancing at the large sheet of paper.
I cocked an eyebrow. He was definitely right about this observation.
Okay, maybe he ain’t so bad after all.
I ran my hand though my brown mane. “Well, I need the job and um…well, I make okay money, or…”
“No you don’t, Jimmy,” he interrupted. “At the last restaurant I managed, the top cook was making twenty-two bucks an hour. The owner felt it was necessary to pay him well because he kept the customers happy. Not to mention, he was quick, polite…”
I cut him off. “Wait, did you just say twenty-two dollars, an hour?”
Alex chuckled, “Yeah man. You’re only making fourteen. Dude, seriously, you’re getting robbed, yeah. I’ll make sure I let George know he should raise you up to at least eighteen effective immediately.”
My eyes bulged when he said that number. I was trying to keep my excitement in but I couldn’t help it. All the things I could do with making eighteen dollars an hour. A new car, a better apartment than the rat hole I was staying in, and damn, some better clothes. I may be a cook but I like to look good when I step out with the ladies.
“Gods Jimmy, I cannot believe George mimics the guy on that cartoon, what’s his name?” He looked up at the ceiling and snapped his fingers.
I laughed when I thought of my favorite show other than Sportscenter. “Spongebob and you’re talking about Krabs…he’s a tight wad.”
Alex giggled and placed the papers on the furniture in front of him. He locked his eyes with mine, making me a tad uncomfortable. “That show is hilarious.”
We shared a laugh and even though we seemed to be getting along great I had to remember why I was here.
Man, I did come in here to tell him something…oh yeah…
I nodded, “Yep, it’s full of laughs. Hey…um Alex…I was uh, noticing the eye you were giving me earlier.”
Alex raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Yeah?”
Suddenly, I froze. As much as I wanted to tell him to stop staring me down like a piece of meat, I thought twice about how to phrase it, especially since the guy told me that he’d be telling George to give me a four dollar raise. I sighed. “Um, yeah dude, was there a reason why you were looking at me like that?”
Alex smacked his lips together and rolled his eyes. “Oh Jimmy let’s not play games here. You know I was checkin’ you out and don’t tell me that you don’t go that way because I really don’t care that you do. Besides, it’s nothing wrong with looking. Just because I’m taking a gander at your tight fitting jeans to go along with the snug, black tee shirt that you have on, it doesn’t necessarily mean I want you.”
I leaned back in my chair and turned up my lip. “Oh yeah, then what would you call it?” I crossed my legs. I had to hear this.
“Well Jimmy consider this, when you look at a tasty dish that catches your eye on a menu does that mean you have to order it? And, in your terms, being the macho heterosexual that you are, do you go after every girl you see walking by? Maybe you do. Let’s just stick to the first example, yeah?”
This guy’s a card.
It was true what he was saying but then after he completed his sentence, I wondered why he didn’t want me. “Well damn, why don’t you find me attractive?”
“Oh Jimmy, I didn’t say that. I just don’t see why I should order you at this time. There are plenty of obvious reasons. The most important being that you’re so fucking manly it hurts. I can tell just by the way you walked in here that you’re trying way too hard to be a man.” Alex leaned back in his chair with a smug look on his face.
“What? That doesn’t make any sense.” I stuffed my hands in my pockets and looked at him sideways.
“Fuck Jimmy, when we were in the kitchen you weren’t wearing any mitts or using a towel to get hot buns out of the oven. Why? Because you think it might show you as weak. You’re probably one of those who watches sports shows, drinks beer, and puts your hand down your pants while scratching your balls with your legs wide open, just because you think that’s manly.” He put his hands up, signaling quotes. “Ugh, I know you’re your type, Jimmy LaCosta. The name fits you too, Italian American, yeah?”
What the fuck, why did he just read me like a book?
BLMorticia is currently a published writer with Rebel Ink and Naughty Nights Press. Her first two novellas, My Lieutenant and Something Fresh Served Hot are Silver stars on All Romance Ebooks. She writes bi weekly for Red Lipstick Diaries and a column twice a month on Blak Rayne Books. For more info, please visit, Erotica With Snark
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