About Another Dream
by Addison Albright
117 pages
/ 47150 words
ISBN: 978-1-60370-754-1, 1-60370-754-9
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When a shy, virgin erotica writer with a tool belt fetish crosses paths with an outgoing carpenter, the fireworks soar. Introverted Larry has an active imagination, and Marty is just the man to draw him out of his shell. When circumstances send the boys on a road trip together, they start to get to know each other, and they like what they see.
The problem is that Larry worries about the motivation behind his feelings, while Marty’s tired of the single life. He’s ready to settle down and has been looking for Mr. Right. Will opposites attract and make their dreams come true, or will Larry’s insecurities keep him from seizing love?
Review
Jane Davitt, author of Wild Raspberries, writes: In 'Another Dream' Addison Albright takes the reader on a whirlwind romance, sweet and tender, with two very different but equally charming characters. Larry's a shy late-bloomer and Marty a confident, outgoing guy, but they both have issues to overcome and it's not long before they discover how much easier obstacles are to face as a team.
I enjoyed the journeys both characters took; Marty's visit to a place and people he'd thought were lost to him as Larry gains the self-belief he was lacking, and I loved the depth of caring that both men showed toward each other.
The secondary characters round out the story nicely and the sex is steamy and at the same time playful and romantic.
Definitely a feelgood story with some appealing characters that left a great impression on me.
Sample
TGIF. Marty was worn out. It had been warmer than normal for an early November day in San Diego, and his boss, Chris, had acted more like an overseer than a foreman. Yeah, they were shorthanded, and yeah, they were behind schedule, but damn, Marty was only human. As he pulled into an empty parking spot at his apartment complex, he saw the man who had recently moved into the apartment directly across from his own coming down the stairs.
Introducing himself shortly after the man moved in, Marty had learned a few things about him. The man's name was Larry Travis. He was absolutely painfully shy. He was rather slender and maybe two inches shorter than Marty's five foot nine. Larry was not quite thirty years old, but Marty imagined he probably got carded regularly, because he could easily pass for a high-schooler. He must've had a pretty bad case of acne back when he was a teenager, because Marty could still see faint signs of the scars. He wore some pretty darned thick glasses, but had eyes the prettiest shade of blue Marty had ever seen hiding behind them, and a mop of gorgeous, honey gold hair.
He'd also noticed Larry stealing covert peeks at him whenever they'd met up in the parking lot or in the complex's fitness center. He figured that Larry had noticed the little rainbow decal he had in the rear window of his ever-faithful Valiant.
Marty made a point to always smile, wave, and toss out a 'how are ya, Larry' whenever he saw Larry and Larry was at least starting to blush a little less each time. It had to totally suck to be that shy.
It was a beautiful, sunny afternoon, and Marty didn't feel like spending the evening cruising for a hookup at Snayque's. Not that he'd mind going out dancing -- he adored dancing -- but he'd rather just come home alone tonight than with another mindless pretty boy who was just looking for a fun fuck for the night.
Was there a chance in hell that his timid neighbor could be persuaded to join him and his friends for an evening of dancing? If Marty showed up with someone, it would at least keep the guys out cruising for one-night stands from bothering him.
Marty waved and hollered, "How are ya, Larry?" He flashed Larry a big smile for good measure.