‘Gay For Pay’ (Stories from the Sound, Book 1) by TM Smith #LGBT #BlogTour #ReRelease #RaffleCopterGiveaway #Contemporary

Rainbow Gold Reviews is happy to be part of TM Smith’s blog tour celebrating the re-release of ‘Gay For Pay’ (Stories From the Sound, Book 1).

Published by TTC Publishing March 16, 2020, 197 pages. 

***Be sure to enter the giveaway at the bottom of this post***

I don’t know how to explain it—I just woke up one day and there he was. And he became my everything.

 

All it took was one wrong choice, a decision made in haste, to destroy Chris’s future.

 

It’s a mistake that he can’t take back or make right, one that cost another person their life. Adrift, alone, and uncertain of his future, Chris moves to New York. He quickly learns that the bright lights of the big city don’t offer the absolution he seeks. A fortuitous encounter moves him in the right direction. But is he willing to take the chance he’s offered to make a fresh start?

 

After catching his boyfriend cheating, again, Linc is convinced that he’ll never find love.

 

Linc has always been honest about who he is and what he prefers. He’s a bisexual gay porn star that will do just about anything with anyone, on camera that is, so he can write his own ticket in a versatility-charged industry. It’s not his sexuality that interferes with his personal life; it’s his inability to trust.

 

Can the possibility of a happy ever after prove to be enough of a reason for these two men to let their guard down and take a second chance on love?

 

NOTE This story was previously published as Gay for Pay, All Cocks Stories book 1. It has been edited and reworked with a lot of new content added to the story.

 

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Chapter Two

Life as He Knows It

 

January 2015

 

It was an unusually cold winter in New York, one for the record books. Blizzardlike storms had closed roads, airports, and schools. Chris wove his way through the crowded sidewalks that were busting at the seams with tourists, hands shoved into the pockets of his jeans, fingers numb. He didn’t want to spend another night flipping through channels, listless, tossing and turning on Michael’s couch. Braving the arctic temperatures and the crowded city streets had seemed like a far better option when he’d left the apartment, offering Michael and his boyfriend a night alone without him, the constant third wheel.

 

Chris kept his head down, his eyes only scanning his surroundings, making sure he didn’t bump into anyone—or worse, walk into a street sign. He chuckled at the thought; he’d seen the video on TV awhile ago of a famous rapper walking right into one of those while trying to avoid paparazzi. Chris didn’t much care for the guy anyway. He was always rude to his fans and generally everyone around him. He thought it was karma and was certain even the street sign had laughed that day.

 

“Karma.” He snorted. That bitch had been like a monkey on his back for the past five years. There was no escaping his past; even moving hundreds of miles away offered little reprieve. It did make life somewhat easier, he had to admit, not being followed by judgmental, condemning eyes everywhere he went. Whispers of how worthless he was buzzing in his ears like a swarm of angry bees, strangers questioning why that lovely, beautiful girl with her whole life ahead of her had to be the one to die. Why couldn’t the monster that had the audacity to show his face in the dairy aisle at the Piggly Wiggly be the one that was killed? It was a question he’d asked himself every goddamn day since that fateful night.

 

The therapist he’d seen in Alabama was no better, her barely restrained contempt always simmering just beneath the surface. But that was the way things went in small towns like the one he and Michael grew up in. There weren’t many options, especially when the judge that presided over his case made the bitchy woman his court-appointed therapist. It wasn’t until he moved to New York and found a business card pinned to a corkboard at a small coffee shop he frequented that Chris began to entertain the idea that he wasn’t completely worthless.

 

Fifteen minutes into his second session with Dr. Shwarma, Chris was forced to examine the moral and motives of the people in his hometown. “Tell me something, Chris. What about what you lost that day?”

 

“I’m sorry, I…I don’t follow?”

 

Sighing, the ethereal woman with honest hazel eyes stared at him for a few moments, a sad smile on her face. “You lost your girlfriend, your family, and most of your friends. You didn’t get to graduate with your class, and your scholarship was rescinded. One bad decision cost you everything except for your life, Chris. That is what I am saying. Has anyone, especially you, ever considered that?” And there it was. All his pain, depression, and sadness rolled into a misshapen ball with a tattered and torn bow wrapped around it.

 

 

The only person that was right by his side through it all, even knowing that Chris was at fault, was Michael. Their friendship was unconditional and unwavering. In fact, Michael and his boyfriend, Max, were the only shining light in Chris’s otherwise dark life. Michael left for college in New York not long after the trial and convinced Chris to come with him. Chris quickly agreed, knowing there was nothing left for him in Alabama. Truth be told, he didn’t really feel like he belonged anywhere, was still convinced his life should have ended the night he killed his girlfriend. Michael was his strength, the brother he never had, and he helped Chris find some semblance of a life in New York while Dr. Shwarma worked on the pain and suffering he kept locked inside, a festering wound he allowed no one around him to see. Thank God the Judge presiding over his case showed him leniency, and Chris didn’t have to jump through hoops with the legal system in order to leave the state as long as his community service hours were completed prior to moving.

 

Music and flashing strobe lights within the building he was passing pulled Chris out of the misery of his memories. It was very alluring, the elaborate dancing colors pouring through the windows that were synced perfectly with the bass of the song, and he was drawn in. Showing his ID to the big, burly guy at the door that winked at him, Chris entered the club.

 

 

Inside, slowly circling the perimeter, Chris was amazed by what he saw. Darkness surrounded the outer edges and corners of the large room, with cages of various sizes separating the circular dance floor. The DJ booth was opposite the entrance, with more cages on either side that held nearly naked men in various stages of undress. They were dancing, kissing, groping, and in one cage, Chris was certain they were fucking. As he slowly made his way through the crowd he was just now noticing were all men, he saw several chairs and couches lined up along the rear wall, and there was a man between another man’s legs, his head bobbing up and down, keeping time with the beat of the music.

 

He stood frozen in place for a minute, staring at what was obviously a stellar blowjob—judging by the look of ecstasy on the recipient’s face—right there, out in the open. How was it that these men were so brazen about what they were doing, and the place wasn’t swarming with cops? And how was it that Chris lived just a few miles away and had never noticed this place before? Michael and Max would be in heaven here, he thought. 

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A military brat born and raised at Ft. Benning Georgia; TM Smith is an avid reader, reviewer and writer. A Texas transplant, she now calls DFW her home. Most days she can be found curled up with a good book, or ticking away on her next novel.

 

Smith is a single mom of three disturbingly outspoken and decidedly different kids, one of which is Autistic. Besides her writing, she is passionate about Autism advocacy and LGBT rights. Because, seriously people, Love is Love!

 

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