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Monday Movie Rundown on Sunday ~ Absolutely Fabulous with @MeganSlayer

Monday Movie Rundown BannerI do love movies and I love a good escapist movie. This week’s movie review concerns Absolutely Fabulous, the movie. I’ve been a fan of the television show since the beginning. Edina and Patsy crack me up. This movie was no different. It’s funny.

Okay, so it’s rather escapist. I mean, think about it. I don’t know too many people who rub elbows with Stella McCartney, let alone have her throw a brick through their window.  So I knew going in this was going to be a silly movie. Some of the lengths Edina and Patsy go through in order to get from point A to point B are ridiculous, but when are they not supposed to be?

Was this a great feat of cinematography? No, but I didn’t expect award-winning. Are the characters a little old to be acting like teenagers? Probably, but what else would Edina and Patsy do? Were the cameos great? Absolutely.

If you want a movie that’s short on plot and requires you just go there with the characters, something that will make you laugh, then this might be the movie for you.

Everyday Kinky Challenge #3


This week’s challenge involves glitter!!! I love glitter. 🙂 Keep reading!

Glitter close up

By Inkwina (Own work) [GFDL (
or CC BY-SA 3.0 (], via Wikimedia Commons


©Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved, Please Do Not Copy or Redistribute Without Written Permission

All I knew was I was supposed to use whatever Sir put in the envelope on the bed. An envelope. Really? Nothing exciting came in envelopes. Okay, so I’d been down in the dumps lately. I wasn’t really in the mood for a session.

But I didn’t want to let Sir down. I opened the envelope like he’d instructed in his note. I wasn’t thrilled, but I dumped the contents onto the bed. A tube. Oh, he’d bought new lube. But this didn’t look like any lube I recognized. I inspected the bottle closer.

Glitter. Holy shit, he’d brought me roll on glitter. Have I mentioned I love glitter? I do.

I stripped down to my birthday suit and picked up the bottle. I should’ve folded my clothes, but I wasn’t paying attention. Screw that. I wanted the punishment and the glitter.

I smeared the rainbow of colors on my chest, belly and over my arms. Christ, I loved the way I sparkled and the freedom I felt.

“Nice.” Sir stood in the doorway and folded his arms. “You look good, Pet.”

“Thank you, Sir.” I might have been excited, but I knew my place. I knew what I needed that only Sir could give. I bowed my head and clasped my hands together behind my back.

“Your clothes are in a mess. We can’t play with them like that.” Sir didn’t move from the doorway.

The chilly air wrapped around my dick and kissed my nipples. Christ, I was hard all over. My nerve endings sizzled and I bit back a whimper as I knelt to take care of my clothes. Within moments, I had the clothes folded and in a neat pile at Sir’s feet.

“Better.” Sir curled his fingers under my chin. “You should be punished. You’re enjoying that glitter a little too much and were bad. How many?”

I shivered. Oh yes. I wanted every spanking he could give. “Ten.” I didn’t wait for his command. Instead, I leaned over the spanking bench and spread my legs.

“You’re going to get glitter over my bench.” Sir came up behind me and patted my behind. “You’ll clean it up.”

I would do whatever he wanted. He knew how to make me fly. I needed the pushing, the degradation and the pain… along with the glitter.

He brought his hand down hard on my ass. “Count.”

I shivered again and counted each spank. “One, two, three, four.” My ass burned and tears formed at the corners of my eyes. “Five, six, seven, eight.”

He stopped the hard spanks that echoed in the room and massaged my abused skin. The respite only lasted a moment. I didn’t think it would be long. I didn’t want it to. When he spanked me the last two times, I forgot to count. The burn and pain pleased me too much.

“Excuse me?” he asked. “Pet?”

Fuck. “I’m sorry, Sir. I need three more. I’ve lost count.” I’d lied. I knew how many, but I wanted more.

“Better.” He swatted me three more times and I counted along. When he finished, he forked his fingers into my hair and tugged me flush to his body. “Like the glitter, eh?”

“I do, Sir. I love it.” I wanted more.

“Good. You look hot as fuck. You should wear it every day,” he said. “While you’re at work, too. But first, I want you on my bed. Ass in the air and legs open. Show me that dick.”

Excitement rushed through me. I’d pleased Sir and now he’d fuck me. Fuck, yeah.

Snogs in the Snow ~ Reconnecting Christmas by @MeganSlayer #snogsinthesnow #mmromance


It’s time for the Snogs in the Snow for Blissemas!! I love this time of year. To celebrate, I’m featuring my new Christmas short, Reconnecting Christmas. I love my male models and hope you do, too. Keep reading. There’s a contest! Yes! All you have to do is comment on the post with your name, email and a comment about the story… and you’re entered to win a copy of Frost Moon. Good luck!!

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Reconnecting Christmas reconnectingchristmas_wd

Megan Slayer

Short Story from MLR Press

Contemporary, Holiday

Out Soon!

Oliver McNamara knows exactly what he wants for the holidays—his boyfriend to come home. He wants a nice, romantic Christmas with the man he loves. Will he get his perfect present or a lump of coal on the big day?

If Bert gets his way, this will be a holiday Oliver never forgets. But…being a world famous model means Bert doesn’t always set his working hours and giving Oliver what he deserves could be impossible. Can he reconnect with the man he loves over the holidays?

Two hearts will always find a way to become one especially with a little Christmas cheer involved.

Now for that snog!! 

© Megan Slayer 2016, All Rights Reserved

“What you do you want?” Bert rested his hands on his hips and flexed his pectoral muscles.

“You.” Oliver fumbled with his shirt, but instead of getting the garment off he ended up tangling himself in the arms. Where was his sophistication when he needed it?

“Roll over.” Bert swatted Oliver’s hip. Just a gentle love tap kind of swat, but it ratcheted up Oliver’s desire.

But…didn’t he have to get naked first? He glanced down at his arms. The shirt seemed to melt away and his legs were already bare. Well, all right. He wished undressing in real life was this quick. He turned onto his belly and flashed his ass at Bert.

“Nice.” Bert swatted Oliver’s rump hard. The sound echoed in the room. “I can’t wait to bury myself in it.”

“Then stop talking and do it.” He loved to tease Bert in bed. Besides, he couldn’t wait, either.

“I will.” Bet climbed onto the bed behind Oliver and straddled Oliver’s legs. He rained kisses all over Oliver’s back. Soft, sweet kisses that turned into nips and bites.

Oliver shivered and almost said, no marks, but this was a dream. Who gave a fuck if Bert left a hickey on his skin? He wanted proof he belonged to Bert and wanted that proof all over his body.

Bert stretched out along Oliver’s back and spoke in Oliver’s ear. “Ready?”

“Uh-huh. Beyond ready.” Oliver panted and tried his best to relax. Having Bert inside of him brought every sense to life and made every nerve ending tingle.

Bert slid one of his fingers between Oliver’s ass cheeks. Fire licked Oliver from within. He breathed in the scent of Bert’s cologne and savored the sound of his lover’s voice. Passion for Bert bubbled within his heart. He needed this more than he needed his next breath.

Cover Reveal ~ Reconnecting Christmas by @MeganSlayer #coverreveal #mmromance #hot #mm

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New art by Winterheart Designs!! If you liked my male models in the Seeing Me series, then you’ll love the newest installment, Reconnecting Christmas. Check out the cover! I love it.


Here’s a little bit about the book:

Reconnecting Christmas

book 4 in the Seeing Me Series

M/M, Anal Sex

A Contemporary Holiday Novella

releasing from MLR Press

Cover art by Winterheart Designs

Oliver McNamara knows exactly what he wants for the holidays—his boyfriend to come home. He wants a nice, romantic Christmas with the man he loves. Will he get his perfect present or a lump of coal on the big day?

If Bert gets his way, this will be a holiday Oliver never forgets. But…being a world famous model means Bert doesn’t always set his working hours and giving Oliver what he deserves could be impossible. Can he reconnect with the man he loves over the holidays?

Two hearts will always find a way to become one especially with a little Christmas cheer involved.

Coming in December from MLR Press!


Sunday Snog ~ Beautiful Music Together by @MeganSlayer #sundaysnog #mm #mmromance


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Since it’s ten years published for Victoria Blisse – love her! – I’m celebrating with her. Congrats, hon! If you haven’t read her work, you should. It’s fab!

For my celebration, I’m posting my snog from my latest release, Beautiful Music Together. I might have listened to a little too much jazz during the writing of this story, but who is counting? I hope you love it as much as I do. 🙂

Beautiful Music Together BeautifulMusicTogether_Slayer_KJacen.jpg

Megan Slayer

From MLR Press

Contemporary, M/M, Anal Sex


Artwork by Kris Jacen


Can these two opposites find the right rhythm?

Jon Kagan likes his life. He’s carefree unless he’s in the recording studio with his trumpet. Then he’s serious as hell. He plays the field like he does the notes on each track, but the single life isn’t fun any longer. He wants a lover and partner. But how can he find the man of his dreams when the only people he spends time with are the same musicians night after night? He’s convinced he won’t–until he meets Benny. Then all bets are off.

Benny Walters burns the midnight oil, too, but not in the music business. He’d rather work on houses than play tunes. Putting in a good sweat over a flooring job or painting a room makes him happy–almost as much as watching the hot guy who jogs across the neighborhood in the middle of the day. When he finally talks to Jon, sparks fly. He’d love to get to know Jon better, but confidence isn’t his strong point. Will he be able to get beyond his past and find the future he deserves?

Love happens in the strangest places, especially when it hits all the right notes.

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©Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved

“Would it gain me any points if I said I dressed like this to get your attention?”

“It might snag you a few.” Try the whole lot of points. Good Lord. Benny resisted the urge to drool.

“Cool.” Jon sighed. “So what are you working on today?”

“Screwing up the courage to ask why you dressed for me,” he blurted.

Jon stepped closer and smoothed the wrinkles in Benny’s shirt. “Because you’re handsome and I got the feeling you were interested.” He dropped his voice to a whisper. “I’ve got a thing for knights in shining armor, too.”

He’d forgotten about his rescue attempt. “Just doing my job.” He tried to sound casual, but nervousness crept in anyway.

Jon inched up to him, close enough for his breath to warm Benny’s cheeks. “Please tell me you’re gay and single, because I really don’t want to look stupid when I kiss you,” Jon said.

“You want to kiss me?” Benny stared into Jon’s eyes. Guys like Jon were out of his league. They wanted flashy men—not ones that worked with their hands.

“I’ve wanted to since the moment I first saw you.” Jon curled his fingers under Benny’s chin. “So?”

“I’m gay and single…yes.” He paused a moment to collect his thoughts. “I’m nervous. Sorry.”

“I make you nervous?” Jon rested his free hand on Benny’s hip.

Benny nodded. He couldn’t say anything else.

“Scared is good.” Jon bridged the gap between them and kissed Benny. Not forceful, but not super gentle. Commanding with a bit of sweetness. Jon swiped his tongue across Benny’s bottom lip, then nipped him.

Damn. Benny melted a little. The heat outside was nothing compared to the fever within him. He hooked his fingers on his belt loops. “Nice.”

Jon rested his forehead against Benny’s. “How long until you’re done for the day?”