Like a Virgin with Hank Edwards...

When Hank Edwards was like a virgin…

So…in honor of my first solo release coming out soon…I've decided to celebrate by talking to some very talented authors about their first solo release! *giggles* You see…it isn't all about me all the time…but I do love weaseling my way into the mix most of the time…hehe

Today I've got the dashing and debonair Hank Edwards sharing the love seat with me…I'm his #1 Hankie!!!! *waggles eyebrows and pats cushion even closer to me*…He's answering a few questions about his first ever release Fluffers, Inc. and after that we get a yummy taste straight from the source…*giggles and bounces* gotta love that!

*scoots closer to Hank and smiles saucily* Hello you big, strong, smart, yummy man…thanks for allowing me to drag you over to my blog today…

Oh, this is just for today? (pushes overnight bag under love seat with foot). Ahem, so, thanks for having me. I'm glad to be here, and I love talking about Charlie Heggensford, he's my all time favorite character that sprang from my imagination and onto the page.

Oh he is a character…He's the type that you just gotta like and hope for the best! So, let's start this off with the basics…tell us about your first ever release…

Well, I was about thirteen, I think, and watching The Six Million Dollar Man…

Whoa big boy…let's finish that conversation later on in private…I kinda sorta meant your first book release…*face goes red as I take notes for Hank and my private moments later* Hold on one more moment…*jots another thought down*…okay, I'm ready now *smirks*…soooooooo about Fluffers, Inc.…

Yes, well, way, way back in 1999, I started writing erotic short stories and selling them to magazines like American Bear, Bear, and 100% Beef. It was fun, but it was limiting because word counts were, at most, 5,000 words per story. I had the idea for a dispatch service for fluffers and a clumsy fluffer fresh off the farm and thought, "Hey, I'll write a series of short stories and sell them to a magazine, like an erotic Armistead Maupin!" Well, my very logical and encouraging partner suggested I package the stories up and submit it as a novel and, voila! Charlie was born.

Oh that partner of yours is the best, you know…*looks around as I finger comb my hair* um…did he come with you today? *blushes* sorry…got a lil sidetracked…Tell us, why did you publish with Lethe Press…was there something special there or just fate?

Actually, the book was first published in September 2002 by Alyson Publications. They were having some money issues and let the book go out of print in 2007, and I thought that would be the end of it. But then, in 2008, I got an email from Steve Berman at Lethe Press asking if I would be interested in publishing it through them and I, of course, jumped at the chance. I had written two sequels that I thought would never get published and was excited to give Charlie another chance. In February of 2009 Fluffers, Inc. was once more in print and, not long after, the two sequels: A Carnal Cruise and Vancouver Nights, which was a finalist for a Lambda Literary Award for Gay Erotica in 2010.

3rd sequel to Fluffers, Inc.
finalist for a Lambda Literary Award
for Gay Erotica 2010

That's something terrific! You have got to be proud of Charlie and especially of Vancouver Nights! I assume you had more than one work in progress when you published Fluffers, Inc.…what made you decide this would be your first book published?

Actually, I was just writing short stories at the time and this book sort of came together (chuckles) all by itself. Charlie was a lot of fun to write.

Okay…about me for a second *strikes a pose and preens*…I'm personally going through some withdrawal anxieties with my boys… did you have any withdrawal pains when you sent your boys out there in the big bad world?

I did! I missed Charlie and Rock and Billy and Kinitia and even Cedric so much I had to write two sequels!

Looking back—now that you have more experience under your belt—would you change anything about Fluffers, Inc. or your way of handling its release?

You know, the books get slammed for having way too much sex in them (I know! Too much sex?!), but my goal with the first book was to have something sexy and something funny happen in each chapter because I was thinking they would be separate short stories in stroke magazines. Now, if I were to rewrite the book today, I'd cut out some of the sex scenes. But, really, I do love the story, and the characters.

Oh come on…no such thing as too much sex…and I get what you mean with something hot in each 'chapter'…*giggles and winks*

So big boy…if you had to turn the experience of publishing your first book into an erotic novel…what would you title it?

Quick and Dirty



Bk two of the
Charlie Heggensford trilogy



Oh that's…um…*squirms on couch* Yeah…what color would you label your first foray in publishing your book and why?

Green – it was like spring time for me. I was so excited about my first book! I had always dreamed of the day and it really made me feel like all those hours sitting at the computer were justified.

Now I'm sure you've been asked this before…but seriously, this book is hilarious and the OMG moments don't stop! How…Where…Why…HOW did you get this idea and your imagination…um…did I mention wow? *rereads* I'm sure there is a question or two in there somewhere…*blushes*

LOL!! Yeah, I have no idea where I came up with some of those things. I read the book today and am amazed at the craziness. I just knew that Charlie was a good person who cared about others, he just liked to show it in very intimate ways. And he seemed to have a bad luck streak following him around. Chairs would break, he'd trip and fall, if something could go wrong, when Charlie was around, it would. My partner helped me come up with some of the scenarios, but most were just based on Charlie and his war with gravity.

Now…just because I like to swing it at you and see if you can catch it baby…*winks*…here are a few quickies for us about your boys…answer with Charlie or Rock…



Most likely to get down and dirty in public (um…duh *heads desk*)… Ha! Both!!

Most likely to wear a fedora and rock it… Rock, definitely.

Most likely to eat food in bed *winks*… Rock, he's playful

Most likely to be found barefoot… Rock, he likes to be naked

Most likely to find a stray kitten and bring her home… Charlie, so sweet

Most likely to be caught wearing women's lingerie… Charlie, but mostly because it was the only thing available after he ruined his own clothes or something. Ha!

Most likely to have a sweet tooth… Charlie

In a silly battle of wills…most likely to refrain from…um…pleasuring themselves the longest… LOL! Um, I'll say Rock, he's kind of competitive

In a sillier battle of wills…most likely to come first in a race to completion… Charlie, that boy can shoot off faster than anyone!

And now for my fave part…well besides Hank telling me sweet whispers in my ear *blushes*…*cuddles up to Hank and pulls his kitties, Riley and Emma, on our laps*…okay handsome tell us the story of a simple cutie named Charlie…

Blurb:
Charlie Heggensford is fresh off a farm in Idaho when he stumbles (literally) into the office of Fluffers, Inc., where his natural talents are quickly put to use getting male porn stars in the "mood" to perform. Along with the rest of the gang at Fluffers, Inc., Charlie encamps on a serious of hilarious and sexy misadventures.

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Excerpt:

As Charlie watched the men writhing before him, his cock began to throb. The sun was hot out in the open and he peeled off his flannel shirt, exposing his broad, tanned, hairy chest. Work on the farm and a weight set in his parents’ basement had helped him build up his physique. He kept his eyes on the actors by the pool and reached down to massage his expanding cock.

“You the fluffer?” a deep voice asked and Charlie jumped. He had been so absorbed in the couple being filmed he had failed to notice the man sitting in a chaise to his left. The sun was behind the man and spiked directly into Charlie’s eyes.

“Uh, yeah,” Charlie stammered, squinting in the glare. “Are you a member of the crew?” He stepped forward and shaded his eyes.

“In a manner of speaking,” the man replied. “I’m Rock Harding.”

“Oh, nice to meet you.” Charlie looked the nude man over in awe. He was built like a ton of bricks. Every muscle in his body was crisply defined beneath a smooth layer of tanned skin. A thin coating of dark hair covered his body, thicker on his forearms. His cock lay soft between his legs, resting on the cushion formed by his shaved, pendulous balls. He had a square jaw with a shallow cleft in his chin, two days of stubble, dark, close cropped hair and deep brown eyes that pinned Charlie to the spot. “Oh,” Charlie breathed at the sight of him. “Are you an actor?”

“No. I’m a porn star.” Rock said and spread his legs, resting a foot to either side of the chaise. “I would like to be up and fully aroused in about five minutes. Think you can do that?”

“I can try,” Charlie mumbled and fell to his knees alongside the gorgeous hunk of man before him. He slurped up Rock’s stocky prick and began to suck, reaching down and wrapping his fingers around the magnificent set of balls.

“Oh, that’s it,” Rock whispered and tipped his head back. Charlie felt the member in his mouth begin to lengthen and increased the suction, feeling his throat muscles tighten up as he tugged a little more forcefully on Rock’s sack.

Running his tongue along the shaft, Charlie moved his oral attention down to Rock’s balls and watched with interest as the saliva slick dick continued to expand. How big was this guy? He ran his tongue along the smooth balls, sucking up one then the other and darting his tongue down to the base of Rock’s testicles.

“Oh yeah, that’s nice,” Rock groaned quietly. Off in the background, Charlie could hear the director still talking his actors through their scene. “Suck my cock again. Take it all the way to the root.”

Charlie obediently lowered his mouth over the sturdy, tanned cock. Rock was big, probably nine inches at least, and Charlie had to fight back a gag as he pushed his nose down into the man’s perfectly trimmed pubic hair.

“Oh, you fucker,” Rock grunted. “Not very many people can take all of me.” Rock’s hips shifted up, pushing his cock even deeper into his throat, and Charlie felt the weight of Rock’s big, hair flecked hand come down on the back of his head. He inhaled the smell of suntan lotion and sweat through his nose and worked his tongue along the shaft of Rock’s impressive boner.

Fingers fumbled with the snap of Charlie’s jeans and then pulled his zipper down and soon Rock was jacking Charlie off with a big, meaty fist. Charlie reached back and pushed his jeans down to his thighs and felt Rock’s fingers wrap around his balls and the base of his cock. Charlie groaned around the girth of Rock’s dick and eased his head up, starting to suck furiously at the massive member.

“Jesus, you got a big dick yourself,” Rock said in a voice throaty with lust. The timbre of the man’s voice sent goose bumps rising along Charlie’s skin as he pumped his fist along the shaft of Rock’s prick and fastened his mouth on the ballooning head.

Rock spit into his hand and then reached back down to grab Charlie’s cock in a strong grip. He began jacking him quickly, pumping out a copious amount of pre cum to coat the head and upper shaft of Charlie’s boner.

Charlie could feel himself getting closer to climax and began to suck and stroke Rock’s dick faster. A few moments later Charlie felt Rock’s dick swell and then suddenly his mouth was filled with the hot, sharp taste of the man’s semen. It seemed to be never ending as the torrent of cum flooded his mouth and throat and spilled out over his lips. As he came, Rock let out a deep, guttural groan.

Raising his head, Charlie let the cum bubble out over his chin as his hand continued to pump the slowing vestiges of spunk from Rock’s deflating dick. He leaned down to suck the softening cock as the actor’s fist continued to bang along his prick. And then Charlie felt himself tumble over into the abyss of orgasm and grunted around Rock’s prized prick. His load exploded out of his penis and splattered over the tanned, sweaty skin of Rock’s hairy thighs.

“Oh yeah, fluffer man,” Rock grunted. “Shoot that load on my legs. Oh, yeah. That’s hot.”

And then the screaming began.

“What are you doing?!” a high pitched voice shrieked in his ear. “What the fuck are you doing?”

Charlie sat back, more cum burbling out of his mouth, and looked up into the bright red face of the large, sweaty director. “Huh?”

“I asked you a fucking question!” The man leaned down and wiped some of the cum off Charlie’s chin. “What the fuck is this? Huh?”

Charlie blinked at the spunk dripping off the man’s fingers. “It’s, um, cum, sir.”

“No shit,” the man snapped. “And why did you feel you were entitled to come here to my set and suck off my lover? Huh? Any reason for that?”

“Your … your lover?” Charlie looked over at Rock who was watching the director through half-lidded eyes, a smirk on his face. Charlie looked back at the man before him. “I’m sorry. I didn’t know he was your – I thought he was next up and was my customer. I just thought he needed to be hard for the next scene and I . . .” Charlie’s voice faded out.

The director straightened up and glared at Rock. “Typical.” He then directed his attention back to Charlie. “Get dressed and get out. Not only did you fluff the wrong man, you actually made him cum. Jesus! Don’t come back until you learn what a fluffer is supposed to do. Tell Kinitia she owes me a free service.”

He turned his back and Charlie scrambled to his feet, pulling up his jeans and wiping his face on his shirt as he fled through the house. He ran down the driveway and out to the road where he flagged down a passing taxi and cowered in the backseat as he headed back to the office. What was Kinitia going to do to him? Would he lose yet another job?

Charlie hung his head and fought back tears. What was he going to do?

He was never going to make it in this city.