Birds of a Feather, An Erotic Gay Geek Romance (and there's a bird)

Birds Of A Feather
by G. R. Richards
ISBN-13: 978-1-61124-128-0 (Electronic)

For nearly ten years, Tim and Ramon have lived together as platonic research associates studying bird cognition. Until the morning Tim storms into Ramon’s bedroom to alert him that their parrot and research subject has flown the coop, they’ve never even seen each other naked.

When they fly to Brazil on the off-chance they’ll find their precious hyacinth macaw in the beautiful Pantanal region, Tim finds out more about the black sheep of Ramon’s Brazilian family than his tight-lipped research partner would even have disclosed. In the presence of Ramon’s off-beat but encouraging aunts, Tim rediscovers the comforts of family even as he finally realizes the depth of his attraction to Ramon.

As the love Tim and Ramon denied and feared and pushed aside for so many years bubbles up in them, their concerns are overthrown by sheer lust. Whether they find their bird or not on this trip, they’ve already found each other...

Genres: Gay / Contemporary / BDSM (Light) / Interracial / Multicultural / Voyeurism / Exhibitionism / Public Places / Series

Heat Level: 3

Length: Novella (25k words)

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Read a short excerpt...

...Tim flipped onto his back, but watched Ramon standing there holding the railing leading into the pool. His cock looked huge, even at rest. It sat on a plump pillow of balls, nestled in hair as black as that on Ramon’s head. Tim swam slowly to the other end of the pool, trying to get his hard dick on its cushion of lighter hair in frame alongside Ramon’s. Ramon wasn’t watching him, wasn’t even reacting, but the sexual tension aroused by that Brazilian sunshine made Tim absolutely certain something was about to happen.

At the oval’s end, Tim turned around and swam back toward Ramon, still on his back. Ramon was just wading into the pool now, and Tim was certain he’d get tackled when he got close enough, but no such luck. They passed like two ships in the night as Ramon started out on his swim, and they kept passing like that, back and forth, with every lap, Ramon on his front, Tim on his back. It was mesmerizing. The water, the trees and sun overhead, the whole atmosphere took on a hypnotic quality. If Ramon had chosen this moment to pounce, Tim would not have been prepared.

Maybe Tim was just super-tired from the flight, but he’d never felt so relaxed as he did in that moment. Still, he tensed a little every time Ramon passed by him. If they were younger or rowdier, one of them would have tackled the other. They’d have wrestled in the water, wet bodies pressed together, dicks hard with the sensation. They’d have been merciless until one thing led to another and suddenly Ramon was grabbing his cock and he was grabbing Ramon’s. They’d jerk each other off underwater, kissing above, wrapping legs around legs and arms around backs.

The thought made Tim dizzy, and he doggie-paddled over to the side of the pool and pulled himself carefully up onto the ledge. Sitting there on the warm plastic lining that gave way to patio stones behind him, he watched Ramon’s easy strokes. That man was born for the water. Tim watched sparkling streams glide across Ramon’s back as he crossed the pool. Like a fish, he seemed to require no effort to move through it. Tim envied that ease, but the way Ramon’s body moved also made his cock strain so damn hard he wanted to touch it. There were no towels out here. He couldn’t cover up, except with his wet clothes, and he wondered how Ramon would react if he looked up to find Tim jerking off poolside.

Tim resisted, resting his palms first on the hot stone behind him, then moving them up onto the plastic. He couldn’t take the heat. Eventually, Ramon did stop swimming, clinging to the poolside across from where Tim was still trying to ignore his massive erection. God, it was begging to be touched. When would he get an opportunity?

Without saying a word, Ramon swam across the pool. He swam right to Tim, easing himself between those open thighs. Of course Tim wanted to say something because, hell, this was not usual behaviour, but he was afraid if he spoke that might scare Ramon off. Tim viewed Ramon very much like a bird: curious but skittish, and would take off at the slightest motion, the most innocent statement. So Tim said nothing, didn’t move, hardly breathed, as Ramon wrapped his arms around Tim’s sides. Ramon set his hands back against Tim’s bare ass, barely touching his skin, but definitely there, and Tim just didn’t know what to do…so he didn’t do anything. He just watched the scene unfold.

Ramon leaned into Tim’s lap, so close his pink lips were almost touching the gleaming head of Tim’s cock. Every time Tim was convinced something was about to happen, nothing did. Ramon stared at his dick, moving gently toward it, then backing off. The suspense was driving Tim crazy, and he wanted to plant his hand in Ramon’s hair and just push the guy down on his erection, but he knew better. He watched and waited, realizing this is precisely what he’d been doing for nearly ten years—watching, waiting...

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