Sunday Snog ~ Bases Loaded by Megan Slayer #sundaysnog


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There’s something exciting about a kiss. The magic of it, the desire involved…all of that and I love it. I love posting those kiss excerpts, too. Enjoy this one from Bases Loaded. It’s white hot.

Bases Loaded by Megan Slayer 1463766

Club Desire Series, Book Two

M/M, Anal Sex, M/M/M, Menage, Double Penetration, Toys, Spanking, BDSM, Voyeurism


Resplendence Publishing

Get your rocks off however you want at Club Desire. We’re not easy and we’re not free, but we are discreet. Find your fantasy in the Club.


Mix one lanky shortstop with two brawny Doms and what do you get? A white hot good time.

On the baseball field, shortstop Rocke Houseman commands the crowd. They cheer as he makes plays and hits home runs. He loves his job in professional sports, but there’s something missing. He wants to be true to himself. When he tears up his knees during a critical play, his whole life is thrown into chaos. He turns to the one place he knows to find balance—Club Desire.

Carson and Jeremiah are a packaged deal. You deal with one, you deal with both. When the gutsy sub comes into Desire and wants a Dom, they step in to help him out. Rocke fits their bill—he’s athletic and lanky, but knows how to take direction. Can they help him work out his issues one ménage at a time? Or will the passion exploding amongst them be the final out?

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Now for that Snog!!

©Megan Slayer 2014

“Didn’t come, did you?”

“No, sirs. I waited for you.” He’d been too excited to be with them again and too determined to please them.

“Good pet.” Jeremiah tore open the button holding Rocke’s trousers in place. The button zinged out of sight, and his pants tumbled to the floor in a heap.

Rocke bit back a groan. The chill in the playroom wrapped around him, tempering some of the fever in his veins.

“He’s hard for us.” Carson grabbed the elastic of Rocke’s boxer shorts and pulled. The fabric gave way, revealing the rest of Rocke’s body. “That’s better.”

“What should we do with him?” Jeremiah strolled around Rocke until he reached Carson. The men embraced.

The sight of Jeremiah and Carson kissing stole Rocke’s breath. He’d seen plenty of sexy scenes, but nothing quite compared to the view of two men together who truly loved each other. He longed to wriggle between them and be the object of their shared affection. How selfish. They wanted him for a toy. He fought the urge to cover his nudity. This was a private moment—not one for him to play the voyeur.

Carson pulled away from Jeremiah. “He’s losing his hard-on. What the fuck? You didn’t like watching us?”

“He’s over-thinking.” Jeremiah waggled his brows. “Time to play. Tell me your safe word one more time.”

“Home run.” Rocke wasn’t sure what they had planned. Once again, he debated covering his dick but refrained. Would they punish him? He wanted to be punished and made to regret his actions.

“Do you want to use your safe word?” Jeremiah asked. He rested his hands on his hips. His tattoos seemed to bulge with each move. He meant business.

“No, sirs.” Rocke tried to sound strong, but all his confidence had faded away. “I want to play, sirs.”

“You’ll give yourself over to us and trust us to give you pleasure in every way you need to be pleasured?” Carson stroked Rocke’s chest. “You’re willing to be ours all night long?”

“I do, sirs. I want to be yours.”


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