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LIE TO ME
It started with detention. After all, where else are a Goth, a jock, a nerd, and a loner going to meet, let alone strike up a friendship?
Frankie didn’t mean to get detention. He had no idea his mumbled comments about the teacher’s attitude could be heard by everyone.
Taylor only wanted a quick snog with a boy in a broom closet. He didn’t expect the boy to turn tail and run, leaving him to take the punishment.
Allen pushed Joe into a locker. Joe gave him a kick in the pants. And so they both wound up in trouble.
Four disparate boys. Eight hours of forced camaraderie. And a friendship to last a lifetime. Until, of course, their hearts get involved…
When I sent Lie To Me to my beta readers, I had people ask me the same question: “How is your book MM when the main character dates a woman for a couple chapters?”
Simple: Frankie Reis is bisexual. And in between his relationship with Taylor Graves, he dates a man and a woman at different times. Because Frankie is bi doesn’t make this story any less MM. The main pairing is MM. The (slight) love triangle is MM. The scenes where Frankie dates a woman are actually explained as him being lonely and NOT being in love with her the way he should have been.
A problem I see in a lot of MM fiction are the “gay for you” books where the MC is straight, “pretends” to be gay, and then discovers he is gay. Why can’t a male MC ever be bisexual? Why can they never say, “I did like women and I do like women, but I like men, too.” In many cases, for people it is all or nothing.
As a bisexual woman, I have seen bi-erasure firsthand. “You haven’t slept with someone of the same sex, so how do you know?”
“Are you gay now?”
“You’re dating someone of the opposite sex, are you straight again?”
“You’ll pick a side soon enough.”
No. None of those things are correct. Bisexuality is fluid. We aren’t shapeshifters, turning gay when we see someone hot of the same sex like a werewolf sees the moon. And I wanted to be sure that I showcased healthy bisexuals in my books. In my first release (an M/F), the MC is bi yet she ends up with a cisgender man. And that does not make her any less bisexual.
Just like dating Jessie doesn’t make Frankie straight, or make this an M/F novel in any way.
I want to see more out bisexial protagonists, in LGBT+ and genre fiction.
Writing Lie To Me, it was important to show Frankie discovering his sexuality and feeling joyous once he realized there was nothing “wrong” with him. I wanted a book that bisexual people could read and understand that their feelings are valid.
Especially since his boyfriend is the most flamboyant twink on Earth, I wanted to show that he didn’t see Frankie as “less than” or “not gay enough”.
While this is a second chance, coming of age, and slightly rockstar romance, I wanted it to also be a romance where multiple sexualities are showcased, and how 3 different LGBT+ men live their lives from teen years into adulthood.
Basically, I wanted to make everyone feel valid.
Both breathing hard, Frankie left his softening cock inside of Taylor as he gestured with his clean hand. “Plug. Now.”
Taylor gave it to him.
“Raise yourself up quickly,” Frankie said.
Taylor did as he was told, and the moment Frankie’s cock left his ass, he quickly put the plug back in, sealing most of his come inside of him. Taylor jumped at the feeling, probably a bit overstimulated.
Frankie chuckled. “You wanted me to claim you today, didn’t you? Now you get to walk around until school’s over with my come stuffed inside of your pretty little ass. Be careful what you wish for, doll.”
He flicked his hand and the gag fell away from Taylor’s mouth, leaving him taking deep breaths.
“Now, what do you say to your Master?”
“Thank you, Sir,” Taylor said. “I will happily wear your come inside of me as long as you wish.”
Frankie stood up and turned Taylor to face him. His face was red, eyes bright with wide pupils. He was gorgeous. So gorgeous. Frankie bent his head and swept him into his arms, kissing both of their breaths away.
Taylor wound his arms around Frankie’s neck and kissed back, not as soft and pliant as he usually was. This kiss came from somewhere deep in both their souls, and Frankie didn’t ever want it to end.
When it did, he pressed his forehead to Taylor’s, still holding him close.
“Tay?”
“Hmm?”
“I was thinking … this summer … I don’t want us to be ‘friends who play’,” Frankie said. “I don’t want to keep doing this. I want you, Taylor. I want to be more than a friend, more than a Master. I want to be your boyfriend. Just you and me. Exclusive.”
He had been thinking about that ever since his birthday surprise. The sex was great, but he didn’t want to play anymore. He was ready to be serious. He wanted Taylor, only Taylor. And he wanted Taylor to want only him just as much. It was a risk he was taking. If Taylor said no, it would break his heart.
“I — I want that, too,” Taylor said, his voice soft. “I want you, Frankie. Only you.” His hand came to Frankie’s cheek, and he could feel it trembling.
I love you, he thought but didn’t say. Instead he leaned down and kissed his boyfriend, feeling electricity spark beneath his skin. Nothing in his life had ever felt so right, so perfect, or so wonderful before.
“This summer, no more hiding,” he whispered. “The world will know that you’re mine … and I am yours.”
Samantha Calcott is a secret lover of romance when it’s done right, and after years of writing under another pen name in the horror and paranormal genres, she decided to dip her toe into a brand-new genre.
She’s a Chicago native who spent nearly a decade in the gritty heart of Los Angeles, where sex, drugs, and rock n’ roll reign. When not writing, she’s reading, at a concert, or cooking.
She currently lives in Arizona and also writes horror and paranormal books as USA Today bestselling author Lily Luchesi.
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