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I'm from a small town near Chicago, and write software to pay the bills.
I'll have some excerpts for you, and maybe some eye candy. I'll also be giving away a few things, so pull up a chair and hang out.

Hi Rogier. I started writing Twilight fan fiction about three years ago. The people who liked to read my stories there encouraged me to publish.
I write all kinds of fiction, not just m/m though since I started writing for Dreamspinner, that's the direction it's taken lately. I first started writing m/m with The Forbidden Room series and found that it was something I really enjoyed. The idea and the imagery of two men together shows a certain vulnerability rarely seen in society's view or even mainstream romance's portrayal of men.

Actually, I spend a lot of time writing on my commute - so I'm sitting in a van full of people with headphones on listening to music to drown out their conversations. If I'm writing a particularly graphic scene, I'll put on a video (of the gay adult variety) that mirrors the scene I'm building. I find that the more...inspired I am, the better the scene becomes.


Papi by J. P. Barnaby
Kyle Lang just got out of a marriage that lasted too goddamned long. He’d known when he married her that he shouldn’t have. For the last few years, he’s been haunted by daydreams showing him the perfect feel of another man’s skin. The problem is, the bar scene isn’t working so well for him. When Kyle picks up Jesse, an eighteen-year-old illegal who turns tricks for cash, he finally finds the scratch for that desperate itch. For Jesse, who is only gay for pay to support his sister, it is the first time he’s ever been aroused by the touch of another man. The consequences will change his whole world.
Excerpt
The supplicant boy shifted on his knees and Kyle felt one small hand wrap around the base of his erection, stroking in time with the mouth. Another hand joined in, an exciting accompaniment to the melodic pulsing rhythm of sucking and stroking, making Kyle’s heart race. Kyle spread his legs further as his balls were stroked, a delicate finger rubbing behind them as his toes curled inside his shoes. Nothing had ever felt as good as the kid’s mouth and hands.
“Jesus fucking Christ,” Kyle moaned as the arrangement of lips and hands changed. He could almost see the kid’s soft pink tongue snaking out from between swollen lips to tease and massage his tender balls. Using one hand to hold Kyle’s rigid cock out of the way, Jesse used the other to rub behind them as he continued to suck.
Wandering fingers came dangerously close to sliding between Kyle’s buttocks, but never quite moved that far. It shocked him to realize how much he wanted that.
Kyle’s legs shook with the effort of standing. It had never been like this, not with his hook-ups, not with old girlfriends, not even with his wife. Squeezing his eyes closed, he tried to push back the regrets and anger he felt for denying that part of himself for so long. If he hadn’t been such a pussy, he would have told his family that marrying Evelyn was a bad idea.
Unfortunately, he had been young and stupid and had allowed the sham to happen. For his own comfort and dignity, he had let it continue to go on for far too long. Picking up the boy had been exactly what he’d needed.
Finally, Kyle felt like everything had fallen into place.
All at once, he started taking quick little shallow breaths. His body was starting to tighten, and a low desperate moan forced its way from his parted lips. The boy stopped abruptly, pulling back. At first Kyle thought he’d moved to avoid the jizz, but realized that he’d moved to prevent Kyle from reaching that point.
“Not yet, papi,” the boy told him, amusement clear in his voice. Slowly getting to his feet, Jesse pushed Kyle’s shoulder with just enough gentle pressure to turn him and get the older man to sit on the side of the sagging queen-sized bed. Trying not to think about what kinds of stains soiled the surface of the bedspread, Kyle began to lift his leg to pull off the rumpled jeans, but Jesse beat him to it. Resting a hand on the older man’s knee, he knelt again to pull at the laces of Kyle’s shoes. With unhurried but deliberate purpose, Jesse undressed Kyle, who marveled at the kid’s customer service skills. That thought nearly forced a nervous chuckle out of Kyle as Jesse stood before the naked man and toed out of his own shoes before shucking the ripped and battered jeans. Several condoms and a packet of lube were partially visible in Jesse’s hand.
Kyle got a wonderful view of the kid’s body as he crawled onto the bed past him and lay on his stomach, tousled black hair fanning across his arms as he rested his head on the pillow.
“Cojeme, papi,” Jesse said quietly, looking back over his shoulder. The small smile playing on his lips was fucking sexy.
“What does that mean?” Kyle asked as he moved to lay almost completely on top of the boy, his hard cock pressing against the soft skin of Jesse’s ass, rubbing insistently against the left cheek.
“It means ‘fuck me’,” the boy moaned, pushing up into Kyle’s slow grind.
Papi (c) Copyright 2011 - J. P. Barnaby
Cover images (c) Copyright 2011 - Kent Taylor Photography
Cover model: Parker Perry
Cover artist: AngstyG

No, actually. In college, I majored in Physics and Computer Science - I'm actually a software developer by trade.
jagr9563 wrote: If not when did you believe it was a path you wanted to pursue?
I wrote my first short story in response to a fanfiction contest for a "Dirty Talking Edward" in 2009, I believe. That short story turned into a 30 chapter story, and I haven't stopped writing since.
jagr9563 wrote: Also, once Little Boy Lost series is finished, do you plan on writing a new series?
I'm sure that I will, though I only have single stories planned at the moment. I like giving people a complete picture of the world into which they are immersed. I want fans of the series to know everything I can tell them about Brian and Jamie and where their lives are going.
jagr9563 wrote: And one more - do you ever write Het? Or are you exclusively a m/m writer?
I write heterosexual romance, bisexual romance, homosexual romance and different combinations therein. My recent stories have been gay romance because of my newly formed association with Dreamspinner Press.
The Forbidden Room and A House of Cards are both M/M/F novels, and I have several M/F shorts posted for free on my website: www.jpbarnaby.com. Sonata is a good example of my heterosexual work: http://jpbarnabydownloads.blogspot.co...

Nope, I really like having health insurance. :)




I really need to know how big a prescription of nerve pills i need! lol. Also very anxious to read both these new books! Oh yea, almost forgots...LOVES YA!!

I really need to know how big a prescription of nerve pills i need! lol. Also ..."
I wondered when I'd see you. :)
The release dates for the rest of the series are scheduled as follows:
Book 4: Oct 2011
Book 5: Jan 2012
Book 6: Apr 2012

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J.P. wrote: "Coming August 10th from Dreamspinner Press - Papi (featuring cover model Parker Perry)
Papi by J. P. Barnaby
Kyle Lang just got out of a marriage that lasted too goddamned long. He’d known whe..."

Niiice! Hadn't seen those yet. You're so lucky to work with those guys ;-)

I would like to write an epic sci-fi series with richly built worlds, deep characters, and pronounceable names. :)

I would like to write an epic sci-fi series with richly built worlds, deep characters, and pronounceable..."
I like the sound of that! Het or M/M or any combination thereof?

I would like to write an epic sci-fi series with richly built worlds, deep characters, and ..."
A combination, I think. I enjoy writing all different types of relationships.

I would like to write an epic sci-fi series with richly built worlds, deep ..."
something to look forward to! Do it! (after you finish your other stories, of course.... before I get lynched by the mob ;-))

*grins* I like the sound of that ;-)

*grins* I like the sound of that ;-)"
Me too - no more deadlines. ;)


Mastering the Ride - EXPLICIT Excerpt (Unedited draft)
Copyright (c) 2011 - J. P. Barnaby
Spread your legs…wider…
Josh shifted his weight from one knee to the other, widened his stance and felt the rug grate across his skin. He balanced himself with his palms on the couch, something he never would have done sober. The muscles in his thighs burned with tension but the pain just added to the thrill. Steadying himself, he reached down with both hands and began with soft, brief touches. Stroking his shaft with his right hand, he let his left brush lightly on the top of his thigh. With his eyes closed, he could almost imagine that the hands belonged to his Master.
Not bothering to censor his needy whimper, Josh tightened the grip on his cock and rolled his balls gently in his fingers. He felt wanton and exposed in that position, everything accessible to his Master. It excited him to imagine the look of hunger upon the unseen man’s face as he watched his boy perform for him.
Sneaking his fingers a little farther back, he rubbed the small patch of skin just behind his tender pink sac. In reaction, his other hand to move a little faster. Naked and spread in the middle of his small living room, Josh worked his body, making it beg for release. Spitting into his hand, he no longer cared about modesty or shame as his hips began to move against the rhythm of his strokes. With slow, teasing thrusts of his pelvis he fucked his tight slick fist.
That’s it, my little whore… pump those sweet hips for me… fuck your hand… Show me how badly you want to come for me…
The words exploded in his head, and sent cascading ripples of white hot need down his spine. Josh’s hands shook as he pulled down on his balls trying to keep himself from coming without permission. Twisting his other hand around the head of his cock on every stroke, he fought the blinding force of the orgasm that threatened to envelop him.
For what felt like hours, he begged that small part of his subconscious mind where his imagined Master dwelled. He begged to be allowed to come. Even though he was only really begging himself for permission, Josh savored the torment. Edging was one of his favorite things because it made the orgasm that much more intense. The rare times he controlled his own pleasure, he always held out as long as he could. Just as his balls drew up close to his body and his cock became impossibly hard, he heard the voice again.
I want you to shoot in my hand boy… Come all over my fingers and I’ll let you lick them clean.
The arbitrary thought, something that he’d never consciously considered, triggered the eruption in his groin. With a low grunt, Josh pumped semen onto the center cushion of his worn leather couch, splotches of pearly come dotted the contrasting brown surface. His vision swam in front of his eyes as the alcohol and the orgasm fought his consciousness.

The best thing would have to be the people that I meet. I get to meet some really beautiful adult models, some of my favorite authors, bloggers and reviewers, and amazing fans a lot of whom have become friends.
The worst thing that has come from my writing that I've found out I'm a complete comma nightmare. ;)

The best thing would have to be the people that I meet. I get to meet some really beautiful adult mo..."
*giggles* you've got a great one helping you with that now ;-)


Oh well, you know it's not really a party until Serena Yates arrives. ;)

LOL, J.P.! Let me tell you - that cover for Mastering the Ride is SUPER HOT. And the look on that man's face - amazing!

LOL, J.P.! Let me tell you - that cover for Mastering the Ride is SUPER HOT. And the look on that man's f..."
I had heard that about parties but wasn't sure if it was true, lol! Gotta agree tho, i LOVE that cover!

LOL, J.P.! Let me tell you - that cover for Mastering the Ride is SUPER HOT. And the look on that man's f..."
Not only is he super hot, he's also a down-to-earth, sweet as can be midwestern guy. Here's another amazing picture of Trent Diesel for you - courtesy of @CoxUnlimited:
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LOL, J.P.! Let me tell you - that cover for Mastering the Ride is SUPER HOT. And the loo..."
Oh, it's absolutely true. Serena is a powerhouse when it comes to writing, parties, and writing parties. ;)


Slowly, he nodded, and I turned in his arms and led him over to the mattress. We didn’t need roses or candles or anything else to commemorate this moment. There in our sanctuary, by the light of battery-operated lanterns, on an old inflatable mattress, we would become one. We would consummate that promise of forever that I would hold foremost in my heart. No matter what else happened, whether we were discovered or not, we would forever have this moment.

“Fuck… harder, baby.” My voice was strangled and hoarse as I followed my own request. After a moment, my fingers finally found that spot inside of me that Jamie had touched that night, and I stroked it, making my toes curl. I felt my orgasm start at the base of my spine, and everything tightened as white hot semen shot unencumbered over my stomach and chest. Groaning loudly as my orgasm peaked, I slowly pulled my hand from under me as I lay shaking. My face was covered in cold sweat, which I wiped away with a palm. Maybe exhausted enough to sleep, I turned, looking once again at the photo of Jamie next to my bed. His face was clear even in the moonlight filtering through my window.
“I love you, Jamie. I miss you so much.”

Emilio’s hand flew faster over his cock as I stroked myself harder and thought about unbuttoning my jeans. Just as I thought about how shocked that idea made me, a low whimper escaped my lips, and Emilio’s head turned to the side, his eyes finding mine. As he held my gaze, time seemed to stop.
“Come on, hon. You can come and play with us,” he said, every other word punctuated with a small grunt as Mike’s cock forced its way into his ass again and again. With a burning face and a throbbing cock, I turned and practically ran up the stairs.
AND EXCLUSIVELY FOR THIS CHAT - Little Boy Lost: Discovered (Book Four):
“Jamie, you need—” he started, as he walked toward the bed, but I cut him off quickly. I didn’t need another fucking lecture about how I had to get away from Steven. Alex never told me anything I didn’t already know.
“Brian’s here,” I said abruptly. He gasped theatrically and slapped a hand over his mouth. Anyone else would have thought he was acting, trying to be a stereotypical drama queen, but for Alex, it was natural. Dropping down onto the side of the bed, he took my hand and held it in his.
“What do you mean he’s here? Do you mean in San Diego here, or at the studio here?” When I nodded at both of his questions, he put both hands over his mouth.
“The new guy, Scott, is my Brian,” I whispered.
“How?” Alex whispered. “I met him when he was here last week for a shoot with that Corey guy. He was so sweet and shy and scared. I never thought—”
“It’s my fault…. It’s all my fault. He’s got to be here looking for me,” I said, and the truth burned in my chest. “I don’t know how he ended up here at the studio. He must have become friends with Corey, and Corey got him into porn. Brian was always so shy about sex; he never would have done this on his own. Oh, God, and you said he was scared.” Alex nodded and squeezed my hand as I failed to swallow the sudden fiery lump in my throat. “And look what he gets when he does finally find me: a junkie and a whore.”

J.P.: I'll give you the writing and the writing parties (basically, anything to do with writing). Other parties? Not so much. There is a reason why I'm an author, you know? The 'hermit' bit? ;-)
By the way: I want that guy on one of my covers! But then, which m/m author wouldn't?

Do you have a BDSM book lying around waiting for a cover? ;)

Do you have a BDSM book lying around waiting for a cover? ;)"
ROFL - you know me better than that!!!!


Slowly, he nodded, and I turned in his arms and led him over to the mattress. We didn’t..."
tear my heart out, why don't you *sniffle*

Just wanted to make sure I didn't miss a meeting or something...

You've been reading me for a long time, you know what I'm like. :)

You've been reading me for a long time, you know what I'm like. :)"
yes, I know... I know... I also know what you can make others (me!) write, too :-p

No, actually. In college, I majored in Physics and Computer Science - I'm actually a software developer by trade.
jagr9563 wrote: I..."
Thanks for the answers. I don't know why I forgot about Lexi in TFR and HOC... *shrugs*
I can't wait for the release of Mastering the Ride and Papi. And everything else you have planned to write. :)

I would like to write an epic sci-fi series with richly built worlds, deep ..."
Ooh... wanna collaborate?? :D

I'm late to the party, so psyched to see all these great excerpts!! can't wait to see the books from Little Boy Lost :)
Just recently enjoyed reading "The Perfect Tree"! thank you so much for all those special touches, JP! Not usually a fan of Christmas stories but this was definitely special :)

I'm late to the party, so psyched to see all these great excerpts!! can't wait to see the books from Little Boy Lost :)
Just recently enjoyed read..."
Thanks! I do love Ethan and Jayden. :)

Here is my contact information if you want to keep the conversation going!
Twitter: @JPBarnaby
Blog: http://blog.jpbarnaby.com
Website: http://www.jpbarnaby.com
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Send me your mailing address in a Goodreads private message (including you Serena, I have international stamps), and I'll send you a set of Parker Perry and Trent Diesel bookmarks (the cover models from the covers I shared).
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