Guest Blogger: Ike Rose
Aug 18, 2011 
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Today Ike Rose joins us to talk writing and of course, being me, I had to mention food too. So pull up a chair and join us. Ike, tell us about your latest release.
JMS Books published “My Big Brother” on July 31. It’s an erotic coming-of-age romance.
In May, 1968, high school senior Ed Green is celebrating his 18th birthday. Ed is excited and eager to experience the rites-of-passage of his working class neighborhood in Brooklyn, NY for a number of reasons. As a “legal adult”, he can now drink with his older buddies. After he graduates, Ed will be free to move away from his divorced and widowed alcoholic father and dad’s sluttish young girlfriend, who had tried to climb into bed with the handsome young bodybuilding champ.
The main reason for Ed’s excitement is that he’ll be seeing his older step-brother, Johnny, an about to be discharged Marine hero from Vietnam who he hadn’t seen since puberty hit the young former nerd. Ed had been a shy, short kid with thick glasses when they last saw each other, when Johnny‘s mom took Ed’s personal hero and protector to California. Ed plans to surprise his beloved “big brother” with the massive changes to his formerly scrawny, weak body.
Only one thing has Ed worried. Though he dates girls, he’s known for a while now that he’s sexually attracted to older men. John will have to share Ed’s bed in the small house for the next few weeks, which makes Ed worry about hiding his lust for the man he’s always had a crush on.
How will the hunky Marine react when he learns that not only is his kid brother gay, but that Ed has the hots for him, too? Will sharing a bed with his macho big “brother” lead to Ed’s best birthday gift ever?
What is your favorite genre to write? What other genres do you enjoy?
I’m a dyed-in-the-wool romantic, so I love romances, erotic or not. I’m a rough-edged sort of man, and I write about the experiences I had coming out as a young gay man from a blue-collar neighborhood.
I love paranormal stories, and I’m working on two right now. I also love humor and comedy, and I’m a big reader of mysteries.
Do you have a favorite character from one of your books?
Me. I keep re-writing my life, so most of the time my main characters are leading the life I al;ways wanted to lead, or as I wish things had turned out.
Is there a style or genre of writing that you haven’t tired yet but you’d like to explore?
Mysteries. Specifically, humorous mysteries.
How do you make time in your life for writing?
I’m retired, so I have quite a bit of time. I’m mostly limited by my medical problems.
What do you like to read? Do you have some favorite authors?
I read a lot of erotic romances , but I’m not going to offend my friends by saying who are my favorites. I read about the craft of writing.
I’ve been reading quite a bit of paranormal stuff lately, and loved my first Charlaine Harris “Sookie Stackhouse” novel, which I read recently.
If you decide to take a Saturday off, what are we likely to find you doing?
Spending the day with my lover of twenty-nine years. He still works, so we don’t get to spend enough time together.
Choose six adjectives to describe yourself.
Creative; imaginative; loving; funny; mature. And oversexed!
Describe the perfect meal.
I love tasty little dishes, like dim-sum and appetizers. Sometimes I order just from the appetizer menu.
If you were a dessert what would you be and why?
Cheesecake. Rich, dreamy and satisfying; a good basis for an infinite number of variations, from fresh fruit to chocolate. The perfect food!
Thanks for joining us Ike!
Excerpt from My Big Brother:
I went into the kitchen, returning with a six-pack of beer, beginning a night of drinking as we renewed our bond. In some ways, it was as if we had never been apart, since we had kept in touch so closely by mail, but in other ways, we were strangers. The last time we had seen each other, John shaved twice a month, while I had no hair on my body. Now, I looked bigger than him because I was more muscular. We established that after three boilermakers, when he stripped to his skivvies so we could stand in the mirror and compare.
John had a great body. There was no question about it; the Marines do know how to build men. But I’d spent the last two years working on my shoulders, legs, arms and chest, so although I was over four years his junior, my hairy chest and body compared to his almost hairless body made me look more mature and larger. We were the same height, but I massed more. We stood there looking at each other in the big mirror in the hall. I admired a small Marine tattoo on his left pec, drunk enough to run my hand over it. My hand touched his nipple, and he moaned.
It was then that I finally noticed two things. Both of my stepbrother’s nipples were erect and the size of erasers, while both of us were sporting hard-ons. Confused, I walked over to the sofa to think. It had to be a coincidence. John was a fucking Marine. A leatherneck couldn’t be queer like me?
John interrupted my bewildered thoughts, “Hey, Squirt, do you get high?” I guess I looked confused. “You know, pot?” He mimed smoking a joint.
“Yeah, sure I do. Why?”
“’Cause I got some excellent shit I smuggled back from ‘Nam upstairs in my trunk. Let’s go up to our room and get wasted, Squirt.”
“Sure, Shrimp-dick.” He stared at me, startled. “I wanted to see how you liked being called a demeaning nickname. I don’t think I qualify as Squirt anymore, do you?”
He grinned. “Hell, Squirt, you can call me anything you want. I can still kick your fucking ass after my leg heals.”
“Do you need me to carry you up the stairs, Baby-balls?” We broke into drunken laughter as he struggled up the stairs in front of me. I stared at his muscular ass moving in the thin cotton skivvies. I realized that this was not only going to be a long night; it was going to be a long visit, with a hell of a lot of cold showers. Suddenly the idea of dating and fucking girls as second best seemed almost acceptable. Maybe I’d get John some double dates so I could get to watch him fucking them. I even started to think of which girls I’d fucked who might agree to being shared, figuring that was as close as I’d ever get to having sex with my stepbrother.
We sat on the bed as we smoked the joint, and a second one. By then, I was so fucking horny that I had to tell Johnny the truth.
“Uh, John, if you’re going to be sleeping in this bed with me for about the next month there’s a tiny detail you gotta know about me.”
“What? You snore? I’ve been sleeping in a barracks with a hundred grunts, so I’m used to that. If you’re gonna tell me you jerk off, the same applies. Besides, I do, too.”
He giggled drunkenly as he gave me a punch on the arm that hurt.
“No. Now, nothing I ever wrote to you is a lie. Every one of the stories about girls is the truth. But … shit, you’re gonna beat the crap out of me, but I gotta tell you the truth. I’ve never done anything about it, but I’ve known for the last couple of years that I’m … I’m …”
“You’re what?”
I shouted, “I’m a fucking queer homo faggot!”
John sat and looked at me for a full minute. Then, his lips slowly spread in a huge grin. “So am I, little brother, so am I. And I’ve done a hell of a lot about it.”
I sat, staring at him dumbly as he grabbed my wrist to pull me towards him.
“I thought I’d dropped dead and went to queer heaven when you came down those stairs almost naked this afternoon. Fuck, you’re so damned hot, Squir … Ed. I’ve seen a lot of hot men in the last six years, but you’re the hottest I’ve ever seen. Um … you … you wouldn’t happen to be … ?”
His entire beautiful body blushed.
“Hot for you? Johnny, I’ve been fucking horny for you since … Hell, I suppose since I was six years old. For about three years I beat off sniffing a sweatshirt of yours that I stole before you moved away. When I saw you smoking that cigar on the steps this afternoon, I just about shot a load in my pants, you looked so fucking hot.” I put a hand on his cheek, relishing the feel of a man’s beard stubble for the first time. “Johnny, teach me. Show me what to do. I’m told I’m good in bed with chicks. Shouldn’t that be a good start?”
Learn more about Ike Rose at his website.
Kellie Kamryn says:
Great interview! So nice to know more about you Ike 🙂 and love the excerpt.
On August 18, 2011 at 9:13 am