5 Reason I Chose to Write M/M by Cassandra Carr
When I was speaking with Lissa recently about my first male/male release,
See the Light, I asked her if she wanted me to do a guest blog on a
specific topic. She suggested “why I write m/m”. I love it when people do
my work for me, so thanks to Lissa!
I love m/m stories. I love reading them, and I loved writing See the Light.
So without further ado, five reasons I decided to write a male/male story.
1. I love men. And what’s better than one man? Two men! Especially when
they’re gettin’ down and dirty with each other.
2. There’s something rougher about the way men relate to each other. Sure,
we love reading those scenes with (to borrow a line from Crash Davis in
Bull Durham) long, slow, deep, soft, wet kisses that last three days, but
there’s also something to be said for the rough, teeth clashing, lip biting
kisses that men seem more likely to engage in. Men don’t hesitate to slam
each other into walls, grab a butt roughly…
3. While there are always commonalities in any two people falling in love,
two men pose unique challenges, not the least of which concerns whether
they’re “out” or not. The two men in See the Light are definitely not
“out”, since one is a professional hockey player and the other is an
adviser and scout. I liked bringing the issue of gays in sports to the
4. Men are oftentimes ruled by their penises. We know this. If it’s
interesting watching one guy struggle with that, it’s even more interesting
to watch both of them try to deal with it.
5. In romance novels, there tends to be an emphasis on the happy-ever-after
- marriage! Kids! With a male/male, though gay couples certainly get
married and have children, the happy-ever-after tends to focus more on the
So what do you think? Why do you love male/male stories?
Title: See the Light
Release date: 2/26/13
Publisher: Loose Id
Word Count: 41,702
Hockey player Jason Monroe lives a double life—star defenseman and
soon-to-be Olympian on the ice and closeted gay man outside the rink. A
serious relationship is out of the question, and Jason makes do with
anonymous sex in barroom bathrooms, not willing to take the chance on
coming out as gay in a decidedly macho sport.
Advisor to the US Olympic hockey team Patrick Parker knows a thing or two
about being a professional hockey player who’s not out. He’s fifteen years
older than Jason, and when he senses the sexy younger man is interested, he
knows he shouldn’t give in to the attraction. The two men can’t keep their
hands off each other, though, and with each heated encounter it gets harder
to hide their relationship. Then their world blows up around them, forcing
them into the limelight. Will their love survive or be put on ice?
Jason stared at the other man, the lust burning him where he stood. He
moved even closer, like a moth to a flame.
*What the fuck am I doing?*
Apparently Patrick didn’t know either, because his expression became
*I can’t stop.*
“I need to do this.”
Not giving Patrick a chance to react to his words, Jason grabbed him, one
hand palming the back of Patrick’s head as Jason’s other arm snaked around
the man’s waist, pulling him into Patrick’s rock-hard body. It was obvious
the man kept in shape, despite his playing days being over, and a tortured
moan escaped before he could stop it. Jason dived into Patrick’s mouth as
the passion flared, melting him from the inside out. He hadn’t kissed a man
in years, and he realized how much he’d missed it as the kiss went on and
on, neither man willing to let the other go.
He could feel Patrick’s cock as it lined up with his, and even through
layers of clothing Jason felt the heat pouring off the other man. It made
him want to submit to anything Patrick desired, which confused him.
Honestly Jason couldn’t remember the last time he’d had a man’s dick in his
mouth, but right now he’d give just about anything to suck Patrick off.
Patrick pushed them backward until they crashed into the wall, never
letting their lips separate as he took control of the kiss. With a growl,
the older man reached down and cupped Jason’s ass, pulling their cocks
even closer and rubbing them together. Jason turned his head to the side
with a gasp to break the kiss before he passed out, but Patrick kept at
him, scoring his teeth down Jason’s neck to his pulse point.
“So fucking hot.”
Copyright 2013, Cassandra Carr
Cassandra Carr is a multi-award winning erotic romance writer with Ellora’s
Cave, Siren Publishing, Sybarite Seductions, Decadent Publishing, and Loose
Id. She lives in Western New York with her husband, Inspiration, and her
daughter, Too Cute for Words. When not writing she enjoys watching hockey
and hanging out online. Cassandra is the co-founder of two successful group
blogs, Romancing the Jock and Dirty Birdies, and participates in several
others as a contributor. Recently she was re-elected president of Western
New York Romance Writers.