10 Fun Facts About Bleu Balls
Hi. I’m Tara Lain and I’m really excited to share with you the release of my new romance novel, Bleu Balls. This is book 7 in the Balls to the Wall series, but all the books can stand-alone. Each story takes place in Laguna Beach and many past characters appear in each book, but you don’t have to know their stories for the new book to work. So I thought I’d share a few fun facts about this latest book.
- This is the first story I’ve ever written with identical twins as the heroes
- I considered giving each twin his own book, but decided it would be more fun to have the love interests getting mixed up between the boys
- I couldn’t resist including the old twin trick of pretending to be the other. Switching places plays a big role in this story.
- While the twins are called “double trouble” and are known for having sex with various men who attract them, there is no twincest!
- The twins first appeared in Snow Balls and I fell in love with them. When I decided to write their book, I went back and layered them into an earlier book as well.
- Five of the books in the series are revisions of earlier works. Only 2 are completely new in 2017/2018 – High Balls and Bleu Balls. If you read any of the 5 in their first editions, you’ll find the new editions released in 2017 to be very similar – except for Volley Balls, which is essentially rewritten from the original.
- I love writing artists as heroes. I know a fair amount about art since I’ve studied it and practiced as an amateur and find it fascinating. Laguna Beach, CA. is known as an art colony and has wonderful art festivals in the summer and around the holidays, so featuring artists as heroes works well.
- Bleu Balls is the only book in the series that has more than one character on the cover, but since both twins get their HEA in the book, I needed to show them both.
- One of the love interests in the book, Paolo Lind, is an architect. This is another fave hero profession for me and, since my husband is an architect, I know a lot about it.
- Bleu Balls will very likely not be the last book in the Balls to the Wall series. Is there anyone you’ve me in the series you’d like to see get his own story?
Thank you so much for stopping by! I hope you love Bleu Balls. : )
(Balls to the Wall Series #7)
By Tara Lain
Blurb:
Double trouble. The McMillan twins, Robin and Bobby, are renowned for their talents—both as fine artists and for thrilling the various men who catch their eyes. As different in style and personality as their DNA is identical, they’re nonetheless best friends who divide and conquer, with Robin doing the serious painting and Bobby adding the sunny salesmanship.But when their most important client decides Bobby must wield the paintbrush, the brothers revert to childhood tactics and switch places. Then along comes Micah, a handsome doctor who’s attracted to Bobby but invites Robin out to try to please his homophobic brother, and Paolo, the pain-in-the-butt client who thinks he’s wooing Bobby when he’s actually after Robin. Paolo harbors his own hidden pain that weirdly intersects with Robin’s, but pride and privacy conspire to produce what will either be a masterpiece—or end up as Dogs Playing Poker.
He uncovered the paints he’d left on his huge palette. Plastic kept them wet so they could be used a second day.
Funny how he hadn’t minded pretending to be Bobby all that much. The world looked different when people expected him to be nice.
Clearing his mind, he faced the wall and began to paint.
A second later—maybe more like an hour—the scaffold began to shake. Okay, get ready to be your brother.
Paolo’s perfect face popped over the top, and he gave Robin a half smile that reminded him of himself. Robin plastered on the huge, pearly Bobby face. “Hiiiii!”
Paolo swung himself up and gazed at the wall. “Man, you made some progress. But you covered over some of the light parts. Decide against them?”
Robin planted a hand on his hip. “Yes, I didn’t think it deserved to be too sunny.”
“I like this better.”
“You would.” He arched a brow, and Paolo snorted a laugh.
“So did you get the pieces mailed?” Paolo kept staring at the canvas.
What the hell? “Uh, yes.”
Those piercing eyes stared at Robin. “Was Robin there when you went in?”
“Oh, yes. Yes, he was.”
“So he went to the post office?”
“Uh-huh.” Robin daubed some paint on the mural. What the hell was Paolo talking about?
“So you sent off that coat and jacket?” Paolo stood. Robin could feel the movement more than see it as he stared hard at the wall.
Well, shit. Coat? “Right.” Try to look engrossed.
Strong hands clasped his shoulders, and he was physically turned. Okay, Robin was pretty strong, but Paolo stood a good five inches taller and fifty pounds heavier, plus Robin wasn’t fighting. Paolo gave him a narrow-eyed smile. “I thought we could take up where we left off last night.” He leaned in and his lips captured Robin’s with an intensity that spoke of dark bedrooms, not narrow wooden platforms in the sky.
Do not give a shit. Those lips are heaven.
Robin dropped his brush—God knew what it did to Paolo’s $300 jeans—and wrapped his arms around Paolo so tight he could have been arrested for kidnapping. Paolo’s tongue scoured the secret hiding places in Robin’s mouth, and for a moment Robin forgot try to take charge. He just enjoyed and let one leg float up Paolo’s hip. Five inches doth not a solid contact make, but Robin humped Paolo’s thigh and pressed the heel of his hand against the big bulge in Paolo’s pants. Oh yeah, that got a moan of enthusiasm from Mr. Hunky Architect.
Robin slid his hands over Paolo’s hard-as-iron butt—What does he do with that thing?—and squeezed and released. Damn, if they lay down, could they fuck here? No, no lube or condoms. But a good blowjob could still be in order.
Robin released Paolo and started sliding to the floor. It took work to inch down Paolo’s fly over that mighty erection, but finally he achieved release and reached into a pair of baby blue boxer briefs to free the inhabitant.
“My oh my.” Long, sturdy, cut, and straight as an arrow.
Paolo just breathed—really loudly.
“Mine.” Robin licked the fat head and got a slow, soft moan from Paolo. Ah yes, encouragement. Wonder how far Bobby went last night? He laved the sides of the shaft, then, counting on the element of surprise, thrust that solid eight-inch dick into his mouth and down his throat in one smooth move.
“Holy shit!” Paolo locked his hands in Robin’s hair. Pushed and pulled back, pushed and pulled back. Robin’s tongue reveled in the smooth firmness of the shaft, the silk of the head, and the intrigue of secret crevices. “Oh man. Oh.” Steadily, Paolo pushed Robin in farther and farther—then suddenly, with a yank, he pulled Robin’s head away from his cock until he looked down in his face.
“Why’d you make me stop? You don’t appreciate talent?” Robin grinned.
Paolo gazed at him. “I do appreciate talent, and you’re loaded with it on every level. What I don’t appreciate are liars, and you sure as fuck aren’t Bobby.”
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Thank you so much for having me and the boys on the blog. Always a delight! : )
Love this series, can’t wait!
Trix, hugs! : )
Thank you for some insight on the books. I can’t wait to read this one.
Hope you love it heath! : )
congrats on the latest release
Thank you Lee! : )
Congrats, Tara, and thanks for the fun facts. I always like your work, and this looks like another. Fun fact for me – In college, I roomed with a twin back in, well, before the turn of the century. They both seemed straight then, but later they both came out as gay.
How interesting. Sometimes both twins are gay and sometimes not. ; )
Late to the game but was saving the book for a trip I just finished. I reread the whole series before I started this one. Definitely one of my favourite group of people. Loved the book! Please can we have a story for Jimothy? I adore him and would to see him get his HEA.