Title: Of Mooning Santas and Penis Lights
Series: 2016 Advent Calendar- Bah Humbug
Author: Thianna Durston
Genre: Contemporary, Holiday
Length: Short Story (39 Pages)
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press (December 8th, 2016)
Heat Level: Low
Heart Rating: ♥♥♥♥ 4 Hearts
Blurb: Former US Marine John Ving hates everything about holiday displays: they’re tacky, they waste energy, and they’re an eyesore. So what does his new neighbor do? He sets up the holiday spectacle from hell, and he doesn’t seem to care which holiday—he has a menorah, a baby Jesus, a Santa, and everything in between. Not to mention it’s swathed in enough lights his house is probably visible from space.
High-school teacher Kaden loves the holidays, and huge light displays on his lawn make his heart glow. He’d love to share some cheer—and maybe some kinky fun—with his smoking hot neighbor John. Odd things start to happen to his displays and just as he begins to think life is going his way, with the holidays and with John, a Grinch destroys everything.
It’s gonna take the display-hating John to set things right—and what he has planned might blow Kaden’s mind.
Review: Twelve days of Christmas and my true love gave to me, well you will just have to read this book to get that naughty idea. John hates anything holiday but he loves family. Then he meets his sexy neighbor who just so happens to love Christmas.
I was definitely not ready for this one, but damn it was cute. I especially liked the kids and well you will see. You cannot really go into detail about these stories without giving them away. I got a kick out of it and definitely would read it next Christmas.
It is a very quirky and fun story.
Happy Ho Ho Ho!
Yep. It’s that time of year again.
- Where the snow falls on the northern most hemisphere—though we’re still waiting for some.
- Every kid watches the sky so they can prove Santa does exist—He does! He does! I’m telling you I saw him when I was a kid flying through the sky. And no, I wasn’t drinking anything harder than hot chocolate.
- And Dreamspinner puts out its yearly advent calendar of scrumptious M/M Romance tales.
This year I’m excited that I have one – Of Mooning Santas and Penis Lights—in the lineup. It’s got a huge helping of humor, a dash of sorrow, and a man who’s got heart hiding under the curmudgeon. Sounds like the recipe for a good story to me. I wrote it and even months later, reading it makes me laugh out loud and tears to come to my eyes. John & Kaden may be one of my favorite couples ever. And Kaden’s been chattering in my ear… which can be dangerous. *grins*
Hope you enjoy it 🙂 And don’t forget to keep your eyes peeled for St. Nick. He’s out there…
“So, Uncle John,” Mark said in a disturbingly gleeful voice, “your street seems a bit brighter this season.”
John barely stopped himself from pushing the boy off his chair. Being in middle school made the kid awful cheeky. Instead, he settled an uncle-glare on him. Which was pitiful.
Mark snickered and looked back at his cards.
This was what John got for spending the evening away from the monstrosity known as his neighborhood. Up until this year, it had been simple. Nobody waved their religious or mystical hats at the world in some strange light spectacular. Until Kaden Melling moved in. Even the thought of the annoying elf living next door had an effect, and not specifically one he planned on.
The man annoyed the ever-living hell out of him. And was drop-dead cute to boot. At the housing board meeting in September, when holiday decorations were brought up, John had been prepared to stomp them down just like he did every year. The last thing he wanted was for strangers to drive down their streets oohing and ahhing at the horrendous light displays that were more likely to blow the grid and their power for days. Unfortunately that was the first day he met Kaden. He was in his midthirties, with a mess of reddish-blond hair on top of his head, bright blue eyes, and the sweetest smile on the planet. Not to mention a cock that showed through his jeans. Damn, if that thing was real…. To avoid drooling at the man, John didn’t say a word. Imagine his surprise when he found out later that the entire housing board voted to make it an extravaganza.
And now he had to deal with the vast amount of lightage going on.
It was the fifth of December and he had, so far, received three messages from the board noting that he hadn’t put up any holiday decorations yet. As there was no way to send back his honest reaction in the form of his middle finger, he had ignored them. Damned Kaden Melling.
“Go fish,” he said.
1st prize $100 DSP credits!
2nd prize $50 DSP credits!
3rd prize $25 DSP credits!
4th prize $25 DSP credits!
(Winners will be picked by a dart on 1st January 2017)
Thianna Durston’s question!
Of the books I released in 2016 (under this pseudonym name, anyway), which title includes a man who’s been hiding his darkest desire to wear sexy underwear? (darkest was a hint *wink*)
(Just leave a comment with the answer on this post)
Thianna Durston is a writer by day and supernova by night. Or at least that’s what the faeries tell her. And who is she to deny those pesky *cough* lovely little creatures?
She lives in the Pacific Northwest, though her heart belongs elsewhere. In the meantime, until she can return to the place she calls home, she happily lives in a city that still thinks it’s a small town. Thankfully, it has given her muse lots of amusing places to start a story.
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