When it’s Game Over…

Reflections and celebrations my friends. I’m continuing down memory lane and first of all – for those of you who DIDN’T hear me shouting from VA – I am up for best author of 2011 at the Love Romance Cafe – a HUGE yahoo group who highlights writers. I’m up with some awesome folks including an idol – the lovely Miss Kenyon herself. Coincidentally I’ll be attending, sighing and a guest panelist on several topics at Mysticon-VA in February – of which she’s the guest speaker – oh Lord!

The other wonderful news is that I’m the author of the month over at Queer Magazine Online – and it’s really an honor. I have been writing for these folks for several months and they are a wonderful international magazine highlighting entertainers from around the world including authors, photographers, actors etc who present the gay community in a positive manner. Take a look at the interview.


And…that’s perfect timing to present my first m/m piece I wrote and was published this year. I love this one – it’s a bit out there as far as a sex club – BUT I think it highlights our real heroes. I hope you enjoy and thank you readers!


Dark secrets and lies…could two lovers survive?


Tony Dartanion relished his life but he kept his private life hidden from the majority of the world. A decorated detective in the grittiest precinct in the Philadelphia police department, he was hungry to make Captain and willing to do almost anything. Unfortunately the old boy’s school had a don’t ask, don’t tell policy that enraged him and yet he kept his sexual appetites concealed. The boys in blue believed that he was a card-carrying man that desired all things in a skirt and stilettos. The truth was that he was in love with a man and one that he barely acknowledged outside of their bedroom. Caelen Tomlin was tired of being a dirty little secret.

In the beginning they had savored a highly erotic relationship and now, they were barely more than friends. Realizing he was going to lose the golden haired model if he didn’t change his ways, he planned a naughty event to entice Caelen and remind him of exactly why they were together. Sealed With a Kiss was a scandalous secluded club that catered to all things kinky and Tony was determined to fulfill every fantasy his lover craved and change his ridiculous ways. Unforgiving, Caelen refused to accept and Tony was forced to make an excruciating choice.


“Why exactly are we here again?” Caelen Tomlin asked, grabbing the door handle.

“It’s called going out,” Tony Dartantion chuckled, yet he knew exactly why Caelen was apprehensive. He had been nothing more than a brooding and very boring life partner for months.

“That’s what I’m talking about. We never go out.”

“I told you, that’s changing.” One way or the other their stilted relationship had to.

“We’ll see,” Caelen huffed and crawled out of the car.

Tony climbed out of his corvette and inhaled deeply, smelling the sweet scent of Italian food and the stale stench of the inner city. While he loved living in Philly, the bowels of his hometown were gritty and dirty. For some reason Caelen continued to stay with Tony while he stuck his head further into the sand, denying who he really was. But now Tony knew the truth. He was going to lose his lover if he didn’t rid himself of the ugly demons. “I want to start going out like we used to.”

Caelen sniffed and shook his head. “Okay. If you’re sure you can handle anyone seeing us together. I’m your dirty little secret. The one you keep tucked away. You know, that delicious little game you like to play in the dark recesses of our home.”

Ouch! The dagger hurt but was more than justified. Game? That was more than true. They’d been playing more than one game since the day they got together. Opening and closing his fists, Tony fought a retort because Caelen was indeed nothing more than a boy toy Tony kept hidden away. Tony sucked in his breath and eyed his lover of eighteen months who was dressed to kill. Blazing a trail down the length of the sun kissed blond, Tony savored the way the leather pants fit Caelen’s form, accentuating his small waist, chiseled hipbones and the delicious bulge throbbing between his legs. He had to admit the candy-coated treat was nothing short of spectacular. Licking his lips, Tony brushed his hand through his long midnight hair and sighed. What Caelen didn’t now was that tonight was going to be dazzling. At least that’s what Tony was praying for anyway. “Look…I want to apologize.”

Apologize for what?”

“For being a dumb son of a bitch who’s taken you for granted. That’s for what.”

Caelen gritted his teeth but said nothing.


Hey, I heard we have some faggots in the department.” His chortled laugh flowed down the crowded hall. The overweight detective preened, sniffing as he eyed the beat cops, his look full of disdain. Grabbing his hat, he nodded toward the second man and slammed the locked door.

     ‘Faggots? Not in this precinct!’ The second detective barked, as they strolled down the hall. If we do, they better keep their shit to themselves.

     ‘Yeah, but we could have fun with them!”

     The second man burst out laughing. “You mean just like we did with those boys last year? I tell you what, that was fun.”

     “Don’t think they’ll ever look at fucking in the ass the same way again!”


Tony cringed. He’d been a fly on the wall that day and yet the words burned into the distant recesses of his mind. Being a top ranked police detective had its perks and its issues. It was an old boy’s school and times weren’t changing rapidly enough for anyone that lived an alternative lifestyles. Everyone thought Tony was a burly man that hungered for pussy. Married when he joined the force, he spent many days cruising bars with guys, drinking beer and whistling at pretty girls. He’d been lying to himself then and Tony realized he was doing it all over again as he stood staring at the crisp  note Caelen had left him two weeks prior. Tony was one sorry sack of shit. “You okay with this?”

“Going out?” Caelen sliced him a cautious look and gazed around at the dark buildings.

“Yeah. I know I haven’t been into it much lately.”

“Look Tony, I understand what you’ve been going through. In my career, I don’t have to deal with the kind of caustic problems surrounding Being gay that you do. I get why you’re hiding.”

No, he really couldn’t get it. Tony never talked about the gay bashing he heard every day. Caelen didn’t need to hear that bullshit, especially when he was more than comfortable with his sexuality. “Yeah, but I haven’t been fair to you,” Tony grimaced, knowing he’d been a shit. Granted, Caelen realized being a detective in a murder-riddled precinct in the middle of Philadelphia was tough enough as it was. Throw in the fact that Tony was gay and he’d learned through more than one series of hard knocks that you didn’t actively promote that little fact and it was no wonder he’d been pushed into denial. If Tony had any hopes of making Captain, something he’d applied for more than once, then he had to be careful regarding every aspect of his behavior. The powers that be scrutinized everything. While he admonished his actions in hiding the fact he craved men and knew Caelen deserved more than just a secret play thing Tony kept behind closed doors, truth was Tony had simply fallen into a trap of his own making.

Caelen smiled. “It’s okay. I’ve been busy with work anyway.”

Tony walked around the car and brushed his finger across the shimmer of Caelen’s cheek, drinking in his exotic fragrance. “I want everything about our relationship the way it used to be.”

“I don’t know if it can be, Tony.” Caelen pulled away.

Tony swallowed hard and stole a glance at the sprawling brick building, remembering the first few months together when he was exploring his newfound sexuality. There was nothing they hadn’t tried, no kinky experiences they hadn’t explored. But one outright threat to his career and he’d refused to flaunt their relationship. Why had Tony hidden that from Caelen, he’d never know, but he’d wrapped a shell around him and refused to come out. “I’m going to try.”

“If you’re sure.”

Tony was more than sure. Tonight his ridiculous behavior was going to change. He was a damn good carpenter and would start his own construction firm if he had to. He knew exactly what Caelen yearned to taste. Fighting back a grin, Tony eyed his lover and realized he was hungrier than he’d ever been. It was time to throw all his inhibitions to the wind. He was going play hard tonight and remind Caelen why they’d been attracted to each other in the first place. “Mmmm…”

“The way you’re looking at me tonight screams that you’re very thirsty indeed,” Caelen cooed as he turned to face Tony, throwing his long hair back with a dramatic flair.

“Can’t pass anything by you, now can I?” Tony laughed, shaking his head.

“You’re insatiable.”

“And in control.”

Caelen gave him a mischievous gaze and shook his head. “Old argument. I’m in charge.” Pointing his finger, he swayed his hips back and forth. “Not only do you know it, you crave for me to take you over my knees to spank that Italian Stallion ass of yours. Whew, getting a little steamy out here.”

“I suggest you not tease me tonight or you will pay.” Yet Caelen was right. The decision about who was the top in the relationship had been an old argument since they’d gotten together. Sparring was the last spark in their wicked tryst.

“Are you man enough to take me?”

“You’re on fire tonight and don’t push me cause I’m gonna push back.” Tony hadn’t even been looking for a steady guy in his bed. Hell, he’d been just coming to terms with the fact that he embraced being gay and then Caelen Tomlin walked into his life.  The stunning cover model, dancer and aspiring actor was nothing short of perfection. Tony fought the possibilities then, knowing what he was going to have to face around the guys. So th two men toyed around getting together for three solid months, playing a sizzling cat and mouse game long enough for Tony to check Caelen out thoroughly. Perks of the career. Caelen was clean, he came from a good family and smokin hot. Standing six foot three with perfectly toned muscles, long shaggy blond hair and the most dazzling emerald green eyes Tony had ever seen on a man, Tony salivated thinking back to their first meeting.

And their first hard fuck. Inhaling deeply, Tony could almost smell the scent of the Italian restaurant from their first date. By the time they finished a bottle of wine, they were so damn hot for each other Tony dragged Caelen into the alley.


You want me?” Tony hissed, licking his lips.

    “The question is, can you handle me?” Caelen preened, sliding his hands down his chest, teasing. Inviting.

     “I suggest you come here.”

     “Or what?”

     Tony eyed him casually, contemplating. Taking a long stride, he jerked the sexy blond to his chest, crushing his mouth as he cupped his chiseled ass. Forcing his tongue to the back of his throat, Tony tasted the sweet essence of spiced rum as his cock swelled. Then Tony pushed him hard against the brick wall and broke the wicked moment of passion, staring at Caelen wild eyed. “I’m going to fuck you.”

     Caelen panted and glided both hands down Tony’s chest to stroke his cock. “Why don’t I fuck you first?”

     “You’ll get your chance later.” Taking a step back, Tony unfastened his skin-tight jeans and nodded to him. “Better get ready or I won’t be gentle.”

     “Who says I like it gentle?”

     Tony growled. “Show me.”

     Grinning wickedly, Caelen began a little dance of lust, strutting back and forth as the shimmering moon cast a luminous haze down across the darkened space. Tugging his belt free, he swayed back and forth as he slowly unzipped his pants, grazing one hand under his body hugging violet silk shirt.

     Tony had never been as hungry for any human in his life. “Hurry, I’m famished.” He pulled out his cock and stroked in fevered motions as he continued to watch the shameless dance.

     Caelen opened his button fly, revealing the lack of underwear.

      Sucking in his breath, Tony narrowed his eyes as Caelen pulled out his cock. The long thick muscle was a thing of beauty and one Tony wanted to taste, but at the moment, it was Caelen’s lily-white perfect ass he wanted to take…hard. “Bend over and brace the wall.”


     Tony raised his eyebrow as he laughed. “You’ll learn.” Stalking him for several sinful seconds, Tony used the power of his upper body strength to push Caelen against the wall, forcing his legs as far apart as the dense material around his knees would allow. Glancing up and down the alley, Tony knew he was risking more than just getting caught. He was endangering his career but his hunger, his need was too great.

    “ Shit…you are…” Caelen palmed the wall and threw his head back, lifting his naked ass into the chilly air.

      Tony rubbed his ass cheeks, enjoying the way his hard curves fit into his hand. Running his finger up and down Caelen’s crack, he wet the fingers of his other hand and slid them to Celen’s dark hole. “Gonna take you hard and fast, brother. Sure you can handle what I can dish out?”

     “Try me.”

     Wasting no time, Tony sliced a single finger inside Caelen’s ass, pushing past the tight ring of muscles as Caelen groaned.

    “Shit!” He clawed the brick and dropped his head, arching his back.

     “God, so damn tight. Can’t wait to taste that sweet little rose bud of yours,” Tony grunted as he reached around and cupped Caelen’s fully erect cock. Every part of him tingling and he quivered as he inserted a second finger inside, pulsing in and out. As Caelen’s ass muscles gripped around Tony’s invasion, Tony closed his eyes and relished the scintillating moment of being with a man. He picked up his pace, the force pushing Caelen into the wall again.

     “God, fuck me. I…can’t…stand it.”

     His heart thumping wildly, Tony grunted like the caged animal he was and lifted his cock, placing the tip at Caelen’s tight entrance. “Oh yeah, you’re one delicious fuck. I’m going to enjoy this.” Pressing it inside, Tony threw his head back and roared as he impaled Caelen in one hard drive, nearly slamming his head into the dense bricks.

     “Fuck!” Caelen screamed, his body shaking violently.



I so hope you enjoyed – Happy New Year

Kisses   xxx



About Cassandre Dayne

Cassandre Dayne is the pseudo for the best selling author of romantic suspense and thrillers
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2 Responses to When it’s Game Over…

  1. Melissa says:

    Congrats on your many successes! Great blog!


  2. Congrats on the honours my dear, well deserved.


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