“4.5 Stars!...A delightful romp with all the dry English humour that demonstrates why British television is so addictive...This very delightful, sexy little number proves that sometimes shorter is better and that a story with only 9000 words can be just as satisfying as one that’s much longer. Anne Brooke packed a lot into this story. Her two protagonists were well drawn and their physical appearance fit their age. The author’s excellent characterizations were very evident...The sex was wonderful...If you’re looking for a fun quickie in more ways than one, this little gem won’t disappoint.”--Wave, Reviews By Jessewave
“...There is lots of humour in this story as Tommy tells about his dates and as he deals with this new Jacob he's unfamiliar with, but also a few more serious undercurrents. A cute little read.”--Tam, Tam’s Reads
“5 Kisses!...A generous helping of humor and sensuality. The friends-to-lovers theme is presented with an original spin, and both Tommy and Jacob are wonderfully charming and well-developed personalities. The dialogue is clever and the playful beginning to the date evolves believably into a night of passion, leaving the reader with the impression that something new and wonderful is in the works for the two men...The story unfolds skillfully with just the right pace to keep the reader turning the pages..."--Lisa, MichelenJeff Reviews
“4 Stars!...A delightful and steamy short story that is close to perfection. It’s a quick, delicious bite with an incredibly hot sex scene, wonderful tension, and characters that are by turns funny and interesting. The unique British flair to Brooke’s writing is always an added bonus and this is easily one of my favorites from an author with a considerable short story back list. What starts as a lark for Tommy turns serious and exciting when exposed to the persona Jacob adopts for the evening. The sexual tension between the two sparks immediately and carries through wonderfully to a steamy sex scene that is sure to have some readers squirming. The sensuality builds from the obvious moments to the small details as the date plays out. This is a real skill to produce such palpable chemistry between the pages. Tommy’s response to the new personality from his best friend is exciting and well crafted. You can practically feel the sparks fly between the two, The British flair to the writing is always a real treat when reading a Brooke story. The prose and writing is always clean without extraneous descriptions but packs a lot into the few choices. This also helps set the story apart from the many, many short erotica offerings. An incredibly sexy story filled with wonderful tension and entertaining characters.”--Kassa, Three Dollar Bill Reviews
“4.5 Stars!...A delightful romp with all the dry English humour that demonstrates why British television is so addictive. Anne Brooke packed a lot into this story. Her two protagonists were well drawn and their physical appearance fit their age. The author’s excellent characterizations were very evident...as these two old friends crossed the threshold into lovers. The sex was wonderful and Jacob demonstrated that a man didn’t need to have a six or eight pack to be attractive to his partner--all he needed was skill in the bedroom and lots of humor. If you’re looking for a fun quickie in more ways than one, this little gem won’t disappoint.”--Wave, Reviews By Jessewave
...At last we were outside the restaurant, the slight chill in the air making me snuggle into my jacket; English summer nights were rarely hot, more’s the pity. We began to walk toward the nearby car park, and I could feel words struggling for release, but I wasn’t quite sure what they might be. From the look of things, it seemed as if Jacob wasn’t intending to put me out of my misery anytime soon, so it was up to me.
“Okay,” I said, and my voice trembled a little so I didn’t sound like myself. “Okay, now we’re at the end of our blind date, and seeing as we’re still playing this game, what—if we’d really gone out together—do you think should happen now?”
We were almost back at our cars by then, Jacob’s battered old Smart seeming even more incongruous next to my Renault Megane. Whatever weird thing was going on, I sure as hell didn’t want to go home on my own. I would do just about anything to avoid that, even go down on my knees right here and give him whatever he asked for. Jesus, but why had I never seen this one coming?
Jacob didn’t answer. Hell, I’d been expecting he’d take his time before replying as usual, but I hadn’t expected him to seize me by the collar, swing me round and push me up against the car. My car, not his. I opened my mouth to object to this treatment, but he didn’t give me a chance to speak. Instead, he shut off my words with his mouth and kissed me. Just like he had before, but this time it was even hotter, if possible. His tongue explored my mouth, and I heard myself whimper.
God, how embarrassing. I was sure the real Jacob wouldn’t ever let me forget it. Still, my body obviously didn’t much mind as my hands clutched his shoulders and I thrust my hips forward, grinding my cock into his leg. Never say I’m not classy once I get going.
Jacob broke off the kiss a long time before I reckoned it should be over and stepped back, leaving me staggering and trembling against the car. His eyes glittered at me in the streetlight, and I had no idea what he might say or do next.
“That’s what I thought should happen next on my blind date with you,” he said, his voice so low I had to strain to hear. “You’ve been playing hard-to-get with me up until now, but there’s only so much teasing I’ll allow. I understand from the friends who set us up that you don’t put out on a first date, but it’s not acceptable, Thomas. I don’t see the point of going on a date at all if I don’t get laid at the end of it.
“We’ve had a good meal and I’ve very much enjoyed talking to you, admiring your body, too. I’m not prepared to wait for it any longer either, so we need to take this back to one or other of our homes and get physical with each other. Which by the way, so you’re not left in any doubt of it, means I get to fuck you. If you don’t want it, then now’s the time to say so, and I can leave right now and find someone else to fuck. You decide.”
I gaped at him. I’d never in all my life heard Jacob sound so determined and sure of himself. I gulped, my cock now fully hard in my trousers. So hard he must have been able to see it easily, though he didn’t comment. Whatever happened, I didn’t want him to walk away; this was simply too damned hot...