Sexy, shirtless boy wearing cheap sunglasses …

Hi, friends and readers:

Everyone like this morning’s photo post? I sure do. It’s always fun to visit the beach down the street from my house, especially on weekends. I always see a few guys like the one in today’s photo. Sexy, eh? And I like the cheap sunglasses, the fake tattoos. Who had the honor of applying the tattoos to this boy’s sleek body?

It’s another cool, breezy day on the island, with clear skies and plenty of sunshine. We couldn’t run yesterday because a steady, cold wind was blowing out of the north at 15-20 MPH, making a run out of the question. Because we live at the island’s southern end, we have to run directly north, right into the teeth of the wind. It’s just too miserable. Maybe we’ll have better luck this afternoon.

I received a nice comment from a reader in upstate New York named Kyle, who just finished my book, Boys Who Love Men. Kyle’s twenty-two, but he said, “I’ve always liked men older than myself, I don’t know why. But I sure could relate to the guys in your stories.”

Here’s the blurb for Boys Who Love Men:

Boys Who Love Men offers three erotic tales, each about a young man overcoming his fears while seeking what he needs most in his life: love from an older man. Meet Jeff, a country boy yearning to escape his small town world. Get to know Sebastian, a Berlin rent boy whose brother bullies him. Learn of Nick, a disowned youth who burglarizes homes to pay his bills. And meet the men they fall in love with.

If you want to buy a copy of Boys Who Love Men here’s where you can get it: https://www.nobleromance.com/ItemDisplay.aspx?i=177

I”ll do some work on my Costa Rica story this morning, then maybe some yard work this afternoon. Because my boyfriend’s a football fanatic, I’m sure we’ll watch a couple of NFL games today, as well. Maybe if the wind dies down this afternoon we can visit the beach to watch sunset.

Enjoy your Sunday, everyone.

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