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A Necessary Accessory by DWS Photography

Daily Dose of DWS Photography!

In LE/Laura Harner News:
It's a busy week ahead, on the writing front. I am releasing two books on Friday! Whiteout and Rescued will finally be unencumbered by the former publisher.  New covers are on the right. Both are available for pre-sale at All Romance eBooks, and will be on Amazon and Smashwords this Friday. 

The work-in-progress seems to finally be flowing as well -my partner will be happy to hear. And once the two books are out the door, the WIP has all my attention. I plan to see the first draft of the WIP finished before Thanksgiving!

So, we all know why you're really here...I can think of no finer way to begin a very, very short EDJ work week than with a Daily Dose of DWS Photography!

Here's one of my personal favorites, and one of the artist's signature pieces. You may have seen the breathtaking B&W version previously, but this original version is stunning.
The Daily Dose:

Daily Dose of DWS Photography

Daily Dose of DWS Photography

Beautiful art from DWS Photography!

This photo was removed by Facebook for excessive nudity or pornography. Sigh.

DWS Photography had a photo removed because someone went in there, opened one of the folders. Inside the folder, she saw something that offended her, so she reported the photo as pornography. Seriously?

You went to that site on purpose and then were offended by a beautiful piece of photography? Keep in mind, this is an age restricted page in FB and you only see the posts if you "Like" the page...and only see the photos in the folders if you go to the page and open them. Seems like a lot of trouble to me, for something you find offensive.

You'll notice there are plenty more photos on the blog that are more offensive, LMAO!

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Weekend Dirty Dozen (MM Art/NSFW)

 

The blurb: Tyler has used Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell as a shield against the truth since he was seventeen. Cut loose from his Navy career and mourning his mentor’s death, Ty must come to terms with his desire for another man even while he fights to keep the PTSD from pulling him under. Rancher Cass Cartwright’s relationships never last more than a few hours, and that’s just the way he likes it. Now he's done the one thing he swore never to do: fallen in love. Can Cass convince Ty to let go of his past or will sabotage at the ranch kill their love before it has a chance to grow?

 
The Set Up: Ty's a wee bit tipsy, and he tells Cass about his past. Something in the story nearly brings Cass to his knees and he realizes he wants Ty in a way he's never wanted someone before. Ty discovers his reasons for saying no to his nature might not matter as much as he thought they did.

The Twelve: Ty’s cock was straining against his zipper, and he shifted his hips, trying to get a little more room. Cass brushed his hand across the taut denim and Ty thought he might shoot his load from just that brief contact. His hips jerked, and this time it was Cass who let out a low, deep moan.

“We’ll go nice and slow, baby,” said Cass, his voice a deep caress. “I want you to lie back. I’m going to undress you and then I’m going to taste you,” Cass whispered.

Tyler tensed at his words, desire warring with guilt. Was he really ready to shed his protective cloak of self-denial?

“Shh…. That’s all we’ll do tonight. I need to taste you, Ty. I want your hard cock between my lips, down my throat,” Cass said. 

“Oh God,” Ty whispered again, and there was no longer any question of what he wanted.

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Six Sentence Sunday

 

From Continental Divide, my WIP with the wickedly talented Lisa Worrall. What do you have when you mix one Scotland Yard Inspector, one Phoenix Police Department Detective, and too many missing boys? It's an international affair, to be sure. Remy and Jamie are starting to lay the foundation for their cover story: Jamie, the debauched Lord, whose fall from grace into the world of illicit and illegal sex trade is engineered by his own personal Svengali- played by Remy. The set up at the nightclub is perfect, all the way down to the sexy waiter wearing black pleather pants and suspenders with his washboard abs displayed under a faint sheen oil glistening on his tanning booth skin. Hmm...this is the way it's supposed to go, right?

The Six

Jamie accepted the drink and offered a toast, the corner of his mouth quirked up, “Ah, excellent- I assume I owe this to you, Remington, good man.” He turned to face the waiter, “Speaking of delicious…”

“Yes, sir, if you would prefer something…different, just let me know,” the sexy blonde server added, with a wink.

“Does that include you, love?” Jamie asked, licking his lips, his gaze doing the slow crawl and zeroing in on the waiter's bulging crotch.

The server’s smile did bad things to Remy’s stomach. He tossed a bill onto the drink tray and leaned in close so his words wouldn’t be missed, “He’s teasing-you’re too old. Now go away, fuckhead.”

Be sure to visit my other blog, One Hot Mess and the other Six Sentence Sunday entries. 

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Wipeout Homoerotica Writers on Facebook?

Today was an entirely too stressful day. Not because of anything that happened to me, but because of what happened to my friend Daniel Skinner. I have changed my profile picture as a tribute to his work as a legitimate photographer, whose subjects often showcase male love. In the past several weeks, four of my friends who write, photograph, and showcase male male fiction and art have been attacked or reported  by 'friends' for displaying "pornography." 

I am sick of the double standard. For my entire life, women have been portrayed as sex objects, breasts and ass cheeks on display for entertainment purposes. Don't believe me? Turn on the football game any Sunday afternoon and checkout the boobage on display. And how does that add to the contest on the field? Oh, right. It doesn't.

Yet, a beautiful piece of art that enhances the beauty or drama of a work of fiction is deemed pornography. The glorious standard of "I'll know it when I see it," decrees that it is obscene or porn.


Here's the rule that we have agreed to abide by as users of Facebook:
You will not post content that: is hateful, threatening, or pornographic; incites violence; or contains nudity or graphic or gratuitous violence.

'Contains nudity'...a rather nebulous term, don't you think? Where do we draw the line? As we learned with GA's cover, apparently we draw the line for a male at the pubic hairline. Unless it was the man nipples or navel that offended. According to the man who reported this cover, it was the exposed penis. I kid you not…he looked at this picture and saw a penis. Probably says something very unflattering about him.

 How about a mother nursing? Would that pass the nudity test? Beach volleyball for women in sports bras would be okay, how about a shirtless male torso?

I bet that would pass muster. But what if another male hand was touching that sweaty male torso? Red card violation! Damn…stepped over the line. 

Okay, how about a Sports illustrated swimsuit model whose nipples faintly show through the two inches of fabric that cover the center of each breast. Long expanse of torso, all the way down to her denuded pubic area, so that the other scrap of fabric covers the pubic bone. Sometimes this shot is shown from behind and we discover the thong cut of the bottom piece. Fabric is measured in square inches, but by golly she’s not nude. Or even better...look, she forgot her top...Bet FB would let this one stay...

On the other hand, a male draped in another man’s embrace and a bath towel? No…he’s with another man and a towel isn’t clothing, therefore he’s nude. If it was a group of men wrapped in towels, standing in the locker room, they’re not really nude- because it’s part of the sport. Hmm…I’m sensing a trend.

Dan Skinner is my friend. He creates beautiful homoerotic art. He photographs men, glorious photos that move me and others through the stories he captures with both his imagination and his lens. I have many friends who tell wonderful stories of love and romance and the main characters are both males. I write gay fiction. Say it any way you want. 

If you want to follow me on Facebook, you will see and read about manlove. Get over it or get off my page. Through my warnings and the privacy settings on my posts, I have done what I can to protect you – the rest is up to you. If you don’t like what I write about, what I talk about, what I share with my friends, please act like a responsible adult and leave.