Greetings Guys Like Romance, Too! Followers!
Jaxx Steele back one more time to share my last Christmas season book, Hosting for the Holidays.
First, I want to take a moment to give props to sexy men over forty-five in the world, my inspiration for the book I am going to speak on today. The men we get to ogle when they are on the big and little screens we are glued to. The ones that are aging like fine wine and getting sexier as time passes. You know the ones I’m talking about: the Sean Connerys, Mark Harmons, Samuel Jacksons, Denzel Washingtons, Antonio Banderas’ and one of my favorites, the late Ricardo Montalbans in the world. I raise my glass to your awesomeness.
Now, back to the blog…
I write romances and work really hard trying to bring out my characters inner as well as outer beauty. Although most of my characters are in their mid-twenties to mid-thirties, I personally adore older men. I have nothing against a young man, I just prefer an older man. Continue reading and I will share a few reasons why.
Disclaimer: These are the personal opinions of Jaxx Steele and not necessarily shared by the good people at Guys Like Romance, Too!
Now, that the legalities have been observed….
The physical beauty of a young man is one of his assets to be sure and surely one of his prize possessions. I mean, who doesn't walk along the beach just to see those lovely hard bodies, burned to a golden glow by the sun, glistening with a sheen of perspiration, flexing beautifully in the bright July heat? 0-0 *ahem* Sorry about that. I was lost in the visual of all that.
Anyway, as I was saying, that's all good, but it takes more than a pretty face, doesn’t it? I am not trying to bash younger men, but if physical beauty fades with time and that’s all you have, well… An older man who is healthy in mind and conscience of his physical health can be just as beautiful! He appreciates the days he has and lives them to the fullest. His graying hair looks distinguished on him and ups his sexiness tenfold.
As far as physical beauty goes, Father Time has been kind to his body because he remains active. He may not possess that six pack he used to at twenty five, but as he hovers around fifty he is in good shape and shows appreciation for your six pack! And Lordy! Let’s not forget there are still a few out there who do have the body they had at twenty five!
There is also the matter of 'finding one’s self'. A young man is still searching, trying out new things, figuring what he wants in all levels of his life. There is absolutely nothing wrong with that. We all change as we grow into the people we are going to be. It's a fact of life. When dealing with a younger man you have to be prepared for that and be willing to be flexible enough to ride out the changes and deal with the ones that you may not like. But!...an older man has gone through most of the transformations. Therefore, he is less likely to change on you. They have already been educated so they are intelligent, worldly and confident in who he is as a man. He has no problem teaching you what he knows and welcomes the challenge of learning new things from you.
Here is a sneak peek into Hosting for the Holidays available now at Muse it Hot. I hope you enjoy it.
Hector had chosen the Christmas time for his young lover, Chad, to meet his best friends for the first time. Christmas Eve dinner went well and Chad felt he had made a group of new friends. To celebrate New Year's Eve Chad made special plans for him and Hector, but will the impromptu appearance by their friends threatened to ruin his big surprise?
Chad watched him soap his body generously, moving the dark green puff over his skin slowly. Hector soaped the mixture of black and grey curls on his chest and the still strong muscles of his stomach. Chad bit his lip as he watched the puff move even lower circling the long and hard rod between his legs. Just watching Hector move his cock up and down cleansing it made his own bob in response.
“You do know that I can see you, Chad?”
Hector’s voice broke his trance. “I was just waiting until you were done, Daddy.”
“Well, if I'm taking too long, why don't you come in and help me finish up.”
The smile that came to Chad’s face could have lit the room. “Of course, Daddy. My pleasure.”
Chad moved quickly across the large bathroom. Sitting on the edge of the tub, he took the puff away from Hector and started on his back. His hands moved in slow circular motions, loving the way the white soap looked against Hector’s dark Latino skin. Hector was in excellent shape for a man two decades older than he was. His body was visual dessert. It looked even better wet. Not only was Hector old enough to be Chad’s father, he was his physical opposite.
Hector’s body still showed the years of the conditioning the Army had done to it. With a wide, muscular back, a firm core and strong, solidly build built legs, he was in better shape than many men half his age. Chad’s frame was lean and slender. He loved the way their bodies fit perfectly like two puzzle pieces when they lay together after making love.
Chad took his time cleansing it all, but especially between his butt cheeks. Hector moaned at his efforts and the sound sent a tremor down his back. Only on nights Hector deemed special was Chad allowed to kiss or lick him in the sweet spot found there. In their time together he had only been given that privilege on birthdays and anniversaries. He hoped his love decided that this was one of those exceptional days.
Sooner than he wanted, Hector stopped Chad’s hand and stepped under the water. Chad watched the cascade of water rush down the curvature of Hector’s wide back and run off his ass.
Hector turned off the water and stepped out of the tub. From his position, Chad could see Hector in the bedroom. As he briskly whipped the towel back and forth over his back he sent a simmering look over his shoulder. Chad jumped to answer the silent summons.
Hector lay back on the bed they shared and closed his eyes. Without a word, Chad sat next to him and took a tall bottle of oil from the night stand dispensing some in his hands. Slowly, moving side to side, Chad started to massage the oil into Hector’s shoulders. The sweet aromas of the light-colored lubricate wafted up to his nose and he smiled at the memories the scent brought to mind. Reapplying the oil Chad kneaded the muscles in Hector’s chest careful not to tug on the hair as he moved from one pec to the other.
Playing lightly in the salt and pepper curls, Chad’s grin widened. He loved doing this for his lover. The smell of the almond oil he used made him want to lick him all over.
Chad’s oiled fingers slid across Hector’s skin gliding effortlessly over the muscles of his chest and then his abdomen. His eyes lifted to look into Hector’s face. Hector’s lids were lowered, fluttering. The full lips of his mouth hung opened as he moaned softly in obvious pleasure. His head turned side to side when Chad's fingers slid over his erect nipples. Goose bumps rose beneath his hands and he smiled. The expressions on Hector’s handsome face made his cock throb with its own need and desire. This was the only time when his lover's confident and commanding demeanor was ever shaken. It gave Chad an exciting sense of power knowing he could do that.
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Until next time…
Jaxx Steele, lover of older men, has left the building.