First by @K_C_Wells book blast | Spotlight, Review, Excerpt & Giveaway { @PridePromo

It’s taken Tommy Newsome a while to get his head around being gay.

Growing up in a small town in Georgia, hasn’t prepared him for the more liberal life of a student at the university in Athens. Add to that the teachings of his parents and his church, and you have one shy young man who feels out of his depth. Working on his daddy’s farm hasn’t given him any chance of a social life, certainly not one like the clubs of Atlanta have on offer. Not that Tommy feels comfortable when he gets to sample it—Momma’s lectures still ring loudly inside his head.

All that changes when he goes to his first gay bar and sets eyes on Mike Scott.

When Mike’s not behind the bar at Woofs, he’s busy with his life as adult entertainer Scott Masters. Twenty years in the industry and the times, they are a-changing. Mike’s not had much luck in the relationship department, but as his mom is fond of telling him, you keep fishing in the same pond, you’re gonna reel in the same kind of fish. Maybe it’s time for a change.

And then a beautiful young man asks Mike to be his first….

Tommy Newsome is a good ole boy from a small Georgia town, off to college, living on his own for the first time. To say the bright lights of the big city are overwhelming for him would be an understatement. When his openly bi-sexual roommate drags Tommy to a gay bar, it's more than Tommy can handle, too many people, too much noise etcetera, so Tommy finds a quieter place to mingle. Tommy hasn't given much thought to his sexuality, mostly because he's gay and his parents are fanatically homophobic. But when he lays eyes on the much older, handsome bartender at Wolfs bar, Tommy can't deny who he is anymore.

Mike Scott moonlights at Wolf's bar as a bartender. His "day job" is a bit more "glamorous". For the past twenty years, Mike has made quite a nice living as a gay porn star. But the industry is changing, and not in ways Mike is happy with or willing to lower his standards for. Then he meets a young man with piercing eyes, a shy smile and the most adorable blush Mike has ever seen. Old habits die hard though and after having more than one relationship end when the man finds out about Mike's choice of career, he keeps his secret, and it just might cost him the love of that beautifully, shy young man.

May/December romances are such fun stories. I really love reading a book where there is a substantial number of years between the lovers when the Author can convey their love in a way that is true and romantic. That is exactly what Wells did with First. I have to preface this review by saying how shockingly accurate an Author from across the pond got life in small town, heart of the bible belt, Georgia right. I was born and raised in Georgia so I know first hand what a person like Tommy would have to live through, and it was much like what he dealt with in this book. Wells even got the Georgia twang right! I could literally hear Tommy talking in my head.

Tommy was confused, naive and for lack of a better word, virginal. It was very endearing for the character. The best part of this story for me was watching as Mike gently taught him about sexuality and being in a relationship. Mike never used or abused the trust Tommy placed in him, aside from not telling him the truth about the porn, he completely respected Tommy and the gift Tommy gave him. Both men faced very real struggles, different but still real. Tommy is dealing with figuring out who he is and what he wants to do with his life while Mike is dealing with the pitfalls of the industry he chose to work in. While First is meant to be a coming of age story for Tommy, I think that Mike did a lot of growing up throughout as well.

A very romantic and endearing story, I couldn't put it down, was up until midnight so I could finish. Definitely a must read!

Excerpt:

“I see your stalker’s here again.”

“Huh?” Mike frowned. “What are you talking about now, Kev?” He concentrated on the drink order for Dave and his friends over in the corner.

Kevin grinned and flicked his head toward the rear of the bar. “You know exactly who I’m talking ’bout. Mr. Cutie Pie over there with the muscles. Y’know, the one who’s been sitting on that barstool every Saturday night for the last five weeks?” He arched his eyebrows. “Don’t give me that ‘butter wouldn’t melt’ act. I seen you looking.” His grin widened. “G’on, tell me I’m wrong.”

Mike wasn’t about to give him the satisfaction. “You’re wrong,” he stated emphatically.

Kevin stared. “Hell, you’re a poor liar.” Then his eyes gleamed. “In that case, you can take him his burger, tater tots, and Cherry Coke. Maybe you could even get him to say a few words beyond ‘Hey.’ ’Cause I swear that’s all I’ve ever heard out of that pretty little mouth of his.”

Mike snickered. “I think if I spoke to him, he’d piss his pants.”

Kevin guffawed and went off to the back of the bar. Inside Mike was cursing himself. He’d been careful not to glance too openly at the guy. Those queens he worked with were too damn good at spotting when one of them was taking an interest in a customer. And fuck it, he was interested in the painfully shy but so sexy young man who hadn’t said a word.

“And then there’s the fact that every time he comes in here,” Kevin continued, appearing beside him as if there hadn’t been a break in conversation, “I watch him look 'round the bar ’til he sees you.” That grin was still in place.

“Are you still going on about him?” Mike demanded. “Sure you’re not the one here who’s fixating?”

Kevin held up his hands. “I just call it like I see it. I think he’s only here to ogle you.”

“Well, he’s gonna be disappointed if he turns up in a couple week’s time, isn’t he, ’cause I won’t be here.”

Kevin’s brow furrowed. “Since when do you not work on weekends?”

“Since I’ll be in LA, that’s when.” Mike returned his grin. “Remember?”

“Oh, yeah, you’ve got a shoot. I’d clean forgotten.” He faked a sad face. “Aw, how you gonna cope without seeing that gorgeous bod?” He leered. “Then again, don’t worry your head about it. I’m sure me or Patrick can take care of him.” He waggled his eyebrows.

Mike groaned. “For fuck’s sake, just leave the kid alone, okay? He’s not hurting anyone.” Mike had seen enough to know the guy wasn’t going to be a problem. He preferred this quiet observation to the occasional gropings of fans when he made appearances at Hustlaball or Southern Decadence. The kid appeared to have good manners.

“Here’s his order.” Kevin handed him the tray containing the Angus burger, tater tots, and Cherry Coke. “I’m sure he’ll be delighted to get it from you.” That shit-eating grin just wouldn’t quit.

Mike shook his head and took the tray. He walked over to where the young guy sat, his eyes widening as Mike approached. “Here you go,” Mike said cheerfully, setting the food down in front of him.

The young guy blushed furiously. “Th-thanks.” He lowered his gaze and commenced picking at his tots.

Mike retreated to a safe distance and watched him while he ate. He liked the look of those wide shoulders, the reddish-brown hair, not too short, the barest hint of scruff on his jawline and those striking green eyes. His skin was creamy where it showed, which spoke of a lot of time spent covered up. With his coloring, that was understandable. But that body was speaking even louder to Mike’s dick, which was definitely interested, judging by the way it filled as he feasted on the delectable view before him.

His attention was forcibly drawn away when someone pinched his ass, good and hard.

“You are so busted.”

Fucking Kevin.

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Born and raised in the north-west of England, K.C. WELLS always loved writing. Words were important. Full stop. However, when childhood gave way to adulthood, the writing ceased, as life got in the way. K.C. discovered erotic fiction in 2009, when the purchase of a ménage storyline led to the startling discovery that reading about men in love was damn hot. In 2012, arriving at a really low point in life led to the desperate need to do something creative. An even bigger discovery waited in the wings—writing about men in love was even hotter….

K.C. now writes full-time and is loving every minute of her new career. The laptop still has no idea of what hit it… it only knows that it wants a rest, please. And it now has to get used to the idea that where K.C goes, it goes.

And as for those men in love that she writes about? The list of stories just waiting to be written is getting longer… and longer….

Where to find K.C. Wells:

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Tour Dates & Stops: September 20, 2015