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The Obsession

The Obsession
A Yaoi, M/M Contemporary Romance
© Copyright Christie Gordon
All rights reserved, eXtasy Books
ISBN: 978-1-55487-494-1
Blurb:
As a senior-year art student at a Santa Barbara university, Tristan is caught in a mental prison of his own making. Sexually repressed and emotionally abused by an oppressive mother, his preference for men leads him into sexual addiction. Then a new roommate appears in his dorm – Collin, a stunning psychology major from class he’s fantasized about since the start of the school year, a young man Tristan’s fallen in love with from afar. Collin uses his charm and knowledge of psychology to pull Tristan out of his self-destructive existence and into a tumultuous affair. But Collin has a secret, a secret that could potentially further damage Tristan and send him plummeting farther into isolation and desperation than he’s ever been before. Will Collin’s secret emerge? And will Tristan move forward and find the love he’s always craved or will he fall headlong back into addiction and lose everything he’s worked so hard for?
Available at: eXtasy Books
Available May, 2010 at: Amazon, Fictionwise, All Romance eBooks, Mobipocket

Excerpt:
Collin closed the door and walked up to Tristan‘s bedside with a mischievous grin on his lips. He placed his hands on the bottom hem of his shirt and slowly, sensually, lifted.

He tilted his head toward Collin, his gaze roaming over the taut abdomen peeking out from under the t-shirt. “What are you doing?”

Collin licked his lips, glanced at Tristan‘s groin and focused on his face. “Trying to decide what the best position would be for you to draw me.”

Tristan lurched up to sitting on his bed. “What?”

Giving a quick tilt of his head, Collin tugged the shirt up and off and threw it to the floor. “You heard me. Naked, partially clothed, or maybe just some sheets wrapped around me?” His hands fell to unfasten his belt and jeans. The jeans dropped to the floor. His cock stood up hard and ready under the thin cotton of his boxers.

His breathing grew shallow and his own cock swelled at the site of Collin‘s erection. “Um, um…”

“Naked, yeah.” In one quick movement, Collin stepped out of his tennis shoes and jeans and brought the boxers down and off with his socks. He straightened. A smirk ran across his lips. His hand came up to cup his sac. “How‘s this?”

“Uh…” Tristan‘s hardened cock ached in his jeans and he adjusted himself, squeezing the head of his erection. It pulsed as a wave of pleasure washed over him.

Keeping his gaze affixed to Tristan‘s eyes, Collin backed up to his bed and lay across it, placed one arm up, bent, and behind his head like a pin up in a magazine. His free hand came up to rest on his erection. He gave it one long, slow stroke and hissed, closing his eyes and thrusting his hips. “Just like this, Tristan. Capture me touching myself, thinking of you. Thinking of your mouth on my cock. Do it.” He slid his hand up and down his shaft in an agonizingly slow motion. His brows furrowed and his mouth opened in obvious pleasure.

Tristan‘s body shook with need. His cock grew painful, aching for release at the site of Collin. “O-kay, um, let me get my things.” His voice wavered. Gulping hard, he crouched down and retrieved the charcoals and drawing pad from the portfolio. He sat back up on his bed and set the pad in his lap to draw. He looked at Collin.

Pre-seed glistened at the tip of Collin‘s cock. His fingers ran over it and swirled it over the head of his erection. His hips thrust up and a throaty groan released from his mouth.

Tristan‘s sac tightened and felt full. Even the slightest movement might send him over the edge. “Oh shit, Collin. I-I don‘t think I can do this.”

In a husky voice, Collin said, “Yes you can. I want my picture to be the only one you need. The only one you can‘t sell or even show to anyone because it means so much to you.” His fingers slipped down his shaft and ran circles over his sac. Gasping, his body shuddered.

Holding his breath, he forced himself to focus on the perfect curves and lines of Collin‘s body, the contours of muscle and tendon, the beautiful arc of his thick cock and rounded buttocks. Desire jolted through him, making him raw with need. He shut his eyes tight. Shit, focus, Tristan. His eyes opened. He blew out a breath and drew with an artist‘s eye, seeing shapes and shadow and light.

Lifting his hips again, Collin‘s palm stroked hard over his erection and circled the top. He let out one soft moan after another. “Lick me, Tristan. Just once.”

Tristan‘s hand stopped over the drawing. His cock twitched in his jeans. “Uh, just once?”

“Yeah, come on. Just once.” He stroked his swollen cock down and up with his thumb and index finger. “Hurry, I‘m close.”

Tristan set the drawing pad and charcoal stick on the bed, stepped over to Collin and leaned over his waist, resting on his elbows. Collin‘s erection was a mere inch from his lips. How he hungered for it.

“Come on, Tristan. But just once. I don‘t want to cum yet.” Collin‘s fingers released their hold on his cock.

Yaoi Talk: L and Light Yagami

Me: Welcome to another edition of Yaoi Talk with your host, Christie Gordon. Today we have with us L and Light–
Light: I said leave it alone!
L: But there is a 99.963 percent chance of you having candy in there.
Me: (leans over the table) In where?
scuffle, scuffle
Light: Get your hand out of there!
L: But something’s in there, I feel it!
Light: No there isn’t…OW!
L: I got it (smiles big)
Me: You’ve got what?
Light: That’s not candy! (falls backward in the chair)
L: Ah! (falls backward in the chair with his hand in Light’s front pocket)
Me: Uh, what, what are you two doing down there?
Light: (gasps) Get it out!
L: Hmmm, cylindrical, hard, a bit of a lip toward the top…
Light: THAT’S NOT CANDY, YOU IDIOT!
L: (eyes widen) Oh…oops, sorry.
Me: Uh, what is it?
(L and Light both sit up)
L: (flushes and looks around)
Light: (glares at L) It was nothing.
L: Oh, I’d say it was something.
Me: What the hell was it?
L: Light here seems very happy to be here today.
Light: Shut up.
Me: …Okay, well, moving on. I’d like to ask you both some questions.
Light: Please do.
Me: Okay, well, when was the first time you two got together? Was it when you were handcuffed?
L: No.
Light: Yes. (glares at L)
Me: Um, well when was it?
L: (sits back in seat) Okay, okay, Light? Honey, sweetie, Light of my life?
Light: (slaps L in the shoulder)
L: Ow. I have something to tell you.
Light: What, here on the radio?
L: Good a place as ever, I think.(pulls small candy out of his pocket and pops it into his mouth) 
Light: (sighs)
L: Well, it seems I found the seized narcotics room at the station late one night while we were working the Kira case and I just couldn’t help myself. I put just a tad bit of rohypnol in your tea.
Light: Rohypnol? What’s that?
L: (shrugs) On the street it’s called roofies or the date rape drug. So, as I was saying–
Light: You date raped me?!
Me: Whoa…
L: The chances of us hooking up were only 24.56 percent at the time and I found your criminal mind so undeniably attractive, I just–
Light: You raped me?
L: Rape is a strong word… You seemed to really enjoy our little tryst, though you didn’t remember it. (puts finger to lips) I do remember you having some problems sitting the next day…
Light: (look of horror on face) You bastard! And you told me I must have pulled something playing tennis!
L: Well, you never were that good at tennis…
Light: What?
L: Oh, was that out loud?
Me: Oh my. Um, I think our time is up, guys.
Light: Oh yeah? Come on, Ryuuzaki, I’ll take you on anytime. An-y-time.
Me: And so you heard it here, on Yaoi Talk. L and Light, um, hooked up before their infamous handcuffing.
L: (stands up) You think so? How about now? Huh?
Light: (stands up) Okay, okay, let’s do it.

Me: Um, come on guys, settle down. And this concludes another edition of Yaoi Talk.

Hot JRockers in the Spotlight

So my first question here is – who do you think is the hottest JRocker? And – what makes them so hot? I know a lot of you out there fawn over Gackt, and yes I think he’s pretty easy on the eyes (to say the least). But for me, Hyde is the one that does it. I’m not sure exactly why that is – maybe the big, dark eyes, the pouty lips, the amazing voice, the hot way he sticks his tongue out in almost every frickin picture he poses for, LOL. It makes you wonder what he’s thinking of licking;) His wife is one hell of a lucky woman!
Of course, then there’s thinking about Hyde with Gackt, which must be the hottest of all *falls over for a moment*.
There are others out there, like Miyavi. What’s not to love about Miyavi? He’s adorable, got the tattoos, the lip piercings, funky hair, plays guitar and sings like a God, all the things I dream about in my perfect man (I hope my boyfriend doesn’t read this, LOL). But it does make me wonder just a bit, if certain parts of his body we can’t see are pierced and/or tattooed *.* I can always dream…
But what’s really great about JRockers is the way they dress and behave on stage. These guys are real rock stars, bigger-than-life rock stars, not your short-haired, fatso’s we have in the USA today. Yep, I said it. Why is it that almost all American rock stars now days look like some schmuck you’d find in your local bar, huh? I mean, where’s the showmanship in that? No cool hair, no tight black leather pants and for a lot of them – please, keep your shirt ON. And the baggy pants thing – really? Do these guys really think women find this hot? What freakin planet did they come from? I know, there are always the exceptions…like John Mayer;)
 
I don’t know how I got so worked up on that, LOL. Let’s get back to JRockers, shall we? Another thing I love about JRockers (besides the great music) is the stage antics, read – the yaoi stuff. These guys know what their female audience wants to see and gives it to them. How about the Gackt/Mana thing? I’d like to see some modern day American rocker have the balls to come out on stage in a Lolita outfit and sex up the lead singer…yum…Oh, lost me there for a moment. That whole Visual Kei thing I find reminiscent of the 1980’s alternative bands, like The Cure, Gene Loves Jezebel (yeah, those two dudes in the picture at the bottom are TWINS – how’d you like to see that twincest?) and Adam Ant.
I loved that time period for music. Maybe that’s why I fell so easily in love with JRock.
I know I’ve only touched on some of the more popular JRockers, so how about you tell me about your favorites? 
And finally, a pic of JRocker fanservice:)