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Special Promo: Ghoul’s Gym Blog Tour (Eric Arvin & TJ Klune)

Posted On December 20, 2013

Special Promo: Ghoul’s Gym Blog Tour (Eric Arvin & TJ Klune)

Posted on December 20, 2013


One thing you’ll notice about my blog is that I don’t do promo in the traditional sense. And by the traditional sense, I mean that I don’t feature guest authors with their bios and excerpts of their books. I don’t even do that for myself. Why? Well, it’s not relevant. Not today.

Authorette/friend/and overall incredible person J.P. Barnaby asked if I’d reconsider my stance and become part of a blog tour for some fellow authors who are experiencing some pretty serious medical issues. I’ve never met them, but I’ve always heard and continue to hear absolutely stellar things about Eric Arvin and TJ Kluen. So while they’re focusing on what they need to right now. a number of us are assisting with what we can based on J.P.’s leadership and direction; helping them promote their latest release. I can’t think of a better reason to do this, so here we are and here you go. Please send Eric and TJ some healing thoughts and allow me to welcome you to today’s stop in the Ghoul’s Gym Blog Tour and giveaway!

The Excerpt

Ghoul’s Gym

“You can never have too much of a good thing,” he tells me.

I fight against rolling my eyes. It’s a battle I do not win. “Gluttony.”

He laughs quietly, the twinks still oblivious to our presence. “Only said to be a sin because those who wanted couldn’t have.”

Great, now we’re getting philosophical. Why the fuck can’t I know just a regular dealer? Go in, get the shit, pay, get out.

“Three seems like a bit much,” I say. “Even for you.”

Dusty shrugs, his dick now completely exposed. He grunts as the men on the bed collapse on each other in a flurry of arms and legs and saliva. I think he’s going to come in his shorts when he stops. He drops his hands and frowns.

“Three,” he says, but it’s to himself. “Huh.” He looks around the room but doesn’t seem to find what he’s looking for. He looks back to the bed as if cataloguing each of the men, and even I can start to see the subtle differences between them. For one, their cocks are different. But beyond that, their hair is different shades, different lengths. Their skin is bronzed the same, but there are little imperfections, a mole here, a freckle there. I don’t think that even Dusty is as twisted as to be involved with triplets, but I wouldn’t put it past him. The three guys fucking could almost be brothers.

“Babies,” he calls out, and they immediately stop their ministrations and focus on us. Their eyes dart over me, and I am completely and thoroughly eye-fucked. Tongues come out and wet their lips as they glance between the two of us.

“Is he for us?” one asks, his hand going to his dick and tugging.

“He’s a little small,” the second says, pouting.

“We could make him bigger,” the third replies before licking the second’s neck.

“We could hold him down.”

“And eat him,” the second says, his voice going into a snarl that almost seems inhuman.

“Eat him up,” the third agrees, his mouth stretching into a feral grin. For a moment, his eyes flash with something animalistic, but I can’t quite place it. I don’t know if I want to.

“Horny little fuckers,” Dusty says like he’s the proudest man in the world. He glances over at me. “They’ve been like this all morning. I mean, normally we’re all over each other, but this has been non-stop. They just had to try the new shit before anyone else. I mean, yeah, I did too, but they’ve been fucking for hours now.”

“New shit?” I ask.

“You’ll see,” he says. He turns back to the twinks, who have started rubbing on each other again, growling as they bite flesh. Their eyes roll back in their heads, and they look like they almost bite down hard enough to break the skin. If I didn’t know any better, I’d think they were all as high as can be. Poppers, ecstasy, something. But from what Dusty says, he doesn’t allow that shit in his house.

He walks over to the heart bed and stands in front of them. They ignore him in favor of each other.

“Babies,” he says. “Listen to Daddy. Listen, now.”

They stop, mewling and growling.

“Where’s A?” Dusty asks them.

“A?” I repeat.

He points at each of the men in turn. “B. C. D.”

“You call them letters?”

His eyes narrow. “In my house, things are done a bit differently,” he says. “Just because you and Uly live a certain way, doesn’t mean everyone else does. Here, they don’t have their names. They go by what I call them. I’m their Daddy.”

“Is he going to be E?” D asks, a look of disdain on his face.

“I bet he bleeds,” B growls.

“Bleeds a lot,” C agrees with a nasty curl of his lip. “Make him bleed a lot.” He gnashes his teeth together.

I take a step back. “Uh, if you could pull your guard dogs back, that’d be great.”

Good job, Jake. Another awesome situation you’ve put yourself in. Stop being a fucking idiot and get the fuck out of here.

Dusty frowns at the men. “You feeling okay?” he asks them. He reaches out and touches each of them in turn. They push into his hand like cats, and I almost expect them to start purring, except I see the way their lips twitch like they’re getting ready to bite him. For a second, I expect them to snap out and bite the finger off he’s trailing along their cheeks, but they don’t. “Maybe we should have waited to try the new stuff until everything else was out of your systems. Where’s A?”

“He isn’t feeling well,” D says, starting to jerk off again. “I want to come.”

The other two follow suit, spitting into their hands and fisting their dicks.

Dusty slaps each of their hands away. They glare at him but say nothing.

“You’re being impertinent boys,” Dusty says. “No coming until Daddy says.”

Their fingers spasm at their sides. One of them is growling in low tones, but I can’t tell which one it is. The hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

“Where is A?” Dusty asks again.

All three raise their hands and point to a door in the corner.

“What’s wrong with him?”

“Said his stomach hurt,” B says.

“Said his brain hurt,” C says.

“Said he was breaking,” D says.

“Are they always like this?” I ask Dusty.

All three snap their gazes to me. And smile. It’s terrible. Feral. C sniffs the air in my direction. B and D tilt their heads and watch me. I don’t think they blink.

“There’s nothing wrong with them,” Dusty says, though he doesn’t sound like he quite believes his own words. “Boys, why didn’t you tell me A was sick?”

“Sorry, Daddy,” B and D say.

They don’t sound sorry at all.

 

About Eric Arvin:
Eric Arvin resides in the same sleepy Indiana river town where he grew up. He graduated from Hanover College with a Bachelors in History. He has lived, for brief periods, in Italy and Australia. He has survived brain surgery and his own loud-mouthed personal demons. Eric is the author of Woke Up In A Strange Place, Subsurdity, Simple Men, Galley Proof,and various other sundry and not-so-sundry writings. He intends to live the rest of his days with tongue in cheek and eyes set to roam.
Klune

 

About TJ Klune:
When TJ Klune was eight, he picked up a pen and paper and began to write his first story (which turned out to be his own sweeping epic version of the video game Super Metroid—he didn’t think the game ended very well and wanted to offer his own take on it. He never heard back from the video game company, much to his chagrin). Now, two decades later, the cast of characters in his head have only gotten louder, wondering why he has to go to work as a claims examiner for an insurance company during the day when he could just stay home and write.

He lives with a neurotic cat in the middle of the Sonoran Desert. It’s hot there, but he doesn’t mind. He dreams about one day standing at Stonehenge, just so he can say he did

 

The dates for the Blog tour include:

12/17 – JP Barnaby (Introduction & Schedule)
12/18 – Mrs Condit & Friends Read Books (Release Day)
12/19 – Sinfully Sexy Book Reviews
12/20 – Kristoffer Gair
12/21 – Joyfully Jay
12/22 – Brandilyn Reviews Books
12/23 – The Novel Approach
12/24 – Sid Love
12/25 – The Kimi-chan Experience

 

Giveaway: Enter at each stop to win that blog’s free download code by commenting on their post. Winner to be drawn and contacted by the individual blog. Must be 18 or older to enter. No purchase necessary. To win one of two $25 Amazon gift cards, please enter at:

 

13 Responses to “Special Promo: Ghoul’s Gym Blog Tour (Eric Arvin & TJ Klune)”

Aniko says:
December 20, 2013 at 9:55 am
That’s a lovely thing to do, Kris. The m/m community, both authors and readers, has proved itself to be a wonderful, supportive one when a member is in need and it’s something to be proud of.

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Shorty Chelle says:
December 20, 2013 at 10:36 am
Great story. Will put it on my wishlist. 🙂 Well wishes to Tj and Eric. 🙂

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Debra E says:
December 20, 2013 at 10:38 am
I love how everyone is banding together to support Eric and TJ and I look forward to reading this book. 🙂

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Elayne says:
December 20, 2013 at 11:32 am
Thanks for hosting us Mr Gair, it was a pleasure to visit your blog today.

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Katherine trick says:
December 20, 2013 at 1:10 pm
It is a good thing you do here for the best of reasons. I wish Eric only the best for his recovery and I hope the book exceeds every one of their expectations.

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Beth B. says:
December 20, 2013 at 1:23 pm
Great excerpt…. I don’t think they are sorry either. 🙂
Love and hugs to Eric and TJ.

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Jade Crystal says:
December 20, 2013 at 1:40 pm
I understand not wanting to post promo all over your blog all the time, but I’m really glad you made an exception to host a stop on this blog tour. I love how Eric and Tj have this effect on so many people.

This book was already on my TBR list. After reading the excerpt, I want it now, lol. So intriguing. I like B, C, and D. 😀

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Yvonne says:
December 20, 2013 at 3:19 pm
It’s great to see the support you all give two fellow authors;-)
Best wishes to Eric and TJ.

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Shirley Ann Speakman says:
December 20, 2013 at 6:07 pm
It’s great that you can help a fellow authors and have a blog post for them. I brought the book Wednesday and I hope they have many more sales.

ShirleyAnn@speakman40.freeserve.co.uk

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Anas K says:
December 21, 2013 at 10:22 am
Sounds like a great read to me 🙂

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H.B. says:
December 21, 2013 at 10:42 pm
This is the first time I’ve come across this site and I thank you for taking part in the blog tour for TJ and Eric. It’s wonderful to see authors supporting their fellow authors and just people in general. Best wishes to TJ and Eric!!

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Val says:
December 21, 2013 at 11:45 pm
It’s great to see the community rallying together to help Eric and TJ. I wish them good luck.

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Carolyn says:
December 23, 2013 at 6:28 am
So lovely that you open your heart and blog up for these two wonderful people. Thank you.


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Michigan-based author Kristoffer Gair wrote his first puppet play in 1st Grade and continued writing in one form or another from that point on. Much of it was crap, but there were tiny nuggets of potential mixed in with the likes of Pickle Pony Gets A Puzzle. He spent three of his years at Fraser High School performing in plays, then attended Grand Valley State University where he graduated with degrees in Film & Video and Creative Writing.

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