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🌟 Please join me in welcoming author A.G. Carothers to Stories That Make You Smile. A.G. is here today celebrating the release of T.A.G. You’re Seen, the fabulous first book in their exciting The Assassin’s Guild series. They’ve generously brought along an excerpt, a giveaway, and character Yoshi, whom I’ve submitted to a barrage of questions! 🌟

T.A.G. You’re Seen by A.G. Carothers

T.A.G. You better hope you’re not it.

Series: The Assassin’s Guild (book #1)
Cover Artist: Amai Designs, Samantha Santana
Release Date: May 21, 2019
Length: 184 pages
Heat Rating: 5 flames
Pairing / Genre(s) / Keyword(s): M/M Thriller Romance, BDSM, criminals and outlaws, first time, forbidden love, hurt/comfort, rescue, thrill of the chase

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Blurb

Attention: This book contains explicit sexual content between consenting assassins and not so innocent professors. There are depictions of masochistic masturbation, male chastity, breath play, watersports, humiliation, and torture by eighties hair bands with ginger sprinkles on top.

Phew! Now, that that’s out of the way, Hi. I’m Mr. No your friendly communications agent for The Assassins’ Guild AKA T.A.G.

I’ve been authorized by the head honcho himself, Mr. H, to release approved records from the agent files.

Agent Code Name Mr. W was recovering from a near death debacle by way of an easy assignment in a small mountain town. Red flags sprang up immediately around the seemingly innocent English professor. Determined to get to the bottom of the mystery Jacob Peters presented, Mr. W made plans to do what he did best, watch , wait , and then capture and interrogate.

But even the best laid plans can go awry and what Mr. W discovered derailed his plan to kill Jacob.

Find out what brought Mr. W to his knees in this first release from the archives of The Assassins’ Guild.

Excerpt

Shortly, after the cock cage incident, Dad sat me down to have The Talk. I knew by then that I liked dick. At first, I thought maybe it was because I was around men all the time and hardly ever any women, but one day I pulled up cameras from the women’s locker room just to see. Yeah, even the more masculine looking females did nothing for me. I got off my dad’s laptop quickly before he caught me and went back to my room to look at the gay porn I had smuggled from the sex shop. So, my dad sits me down and I’m worried. Even as isolated as we were on the compound, I had access to the outside world. I knew how homosexuality was viewed. Yes, there were changes being made and it was more accepted now, but I still worried.

I was sitting at the kitchen table when Dad came in with a dildo in one hand and a weird looking toy in the other one. It looked scary from afar. He put them down on the table along with a condom and a bottle of lube before he sat down. I was already blushing and ready to make a dash back to my room, but he pinned me with that look he got when he was dead serious and started his explanation. He showed me how to put a condom on, which I rolled my eyes at because duh. That was proceeded with a long talk on all STDs, how you can catch them in non-sexual ways, symptoms, and pictures. He pulled up pictures on his laptop. I was mortified, but damn if I was going to make sure I used condoms no matter what.

He then picked up the item that I had been avoiding looking at. It was multicolored and just weird looking. It turned out to be a big silicon asshole more or less. It was weird. Later, I found out why it looked so weird, but that’s just not something I want to think about. Although, I did end up buying a few dildos from the fantasy dildo company it was from when I got older. But back to my horrifying sex talk with my dad. He opened the lube and briefly went over the best kinds of lube to use and when. At this point, it hadn’t occurred to me how my dad knew all this stuff. He was my dad. He knew everything as far as I was concerned. He then showed me how, if I were to have sex with another man, how to prepare them or myself for it using the silicon asshole of course. He explained things like the prostate and other key erogenous zones of the male genitalia. By the end, I knew I was scarlet and dying of embarrassment. If my dad was embarrassed in anyway, he didn’t show it. He was very clinical about it. He used his instructor voice and could have been going over the parts of a P-90, he was so unphased.

He never once said anything about women. The next day, I went to his office and asked him, “How did you know?”

He quirked an eyebrow at me and said, “Yoshi, do you really think Mr. Th (that was his assistant) got you stuff from the adult store in town without my permission?”

I turned beet red and stuttered, “No, sir.” I thought I was in huge trouble and kept my eyes on my feet.

My dad pulled me into his arms and hugged me tight, surprising me. “I’m not mad. I’m glad that you went to him rather than try to sneak off on your own or do something irresponsible. I figured you weren’t ready to talk to me about those kinds of things and that’s okay. Just know that I’m always here if you need me and I’ll never judge you.” I nodded and hugged him tight, not realizing that I had started crying. I hadn’t really thought how much I was worried about it until I felt the relief his words brought me.

“I love you, Dad.” The words came out more of a whisper than I intended.

He pushed me to arm’s length, so he could see me and wiped my eyes. “I love you too, Son. Now, go out to the range. You have a test tomorrow.” I nodded and headed to the door. I had my hand on the knob when he spoke again. “Just so you know, I’m gay too.”

I turned my head in shock. The surprise evident on my face, my eyes wide. He furrowed his brows at me. “What? Did you not think I had a love life, too?”

I tried to pick my jaw up off the ground to answer. “No, Dad. Honestly, I never thought about you having a relationship much less sex.”

Dad burst out laughing then. “Well, I do.”

I stuck my fingers in my ears and started singing, “Lalalalala. I don’t want to know, Dad.”

My dad sobered then and cleared his throat. “Do you think if I found someone I really liked that you’d be okay if I brought him round?”

I took my fingers out of my ears and went back and threw my arms around him again and squeezed tight and then let go. “Yeah, Dad.” Before things could get any more awkward, I dashed out the door and closed it behind me. I hissed traitor as I passed Mr. Th’s desk and went out to the range.

☆ Character Interview ☆

What is your name? Do you have a nickname? If so, who calls you by it, and how did you get it?

Yoshi Turgenev codename Mr. W. My little brother calls me Yosh.

How old are you?

I’m 22, but some days I feel at least 10 years older.

What is your greatest fear?

Failure. It’s not that I have a lot of pressure on me, but I always want to make my father proud of me. The nature of my job does make failure come at a higher price than for most, but I just don’t want to let my father down.

Do you ever lie? If so, when?

I lie all the time for my job. It’s part of the nature of it. But I don’t lie to my family or at least I try very hard not to and if I ever find someone who I think I could date then I refuse to lie to them. Whoever they are deserve for me to be as honest as possible. It’s one of the reasons why I’ve never dated.

If you could change one thing about yourself, what would it be?

My age. My age has gotten in my way more times than not and it’s frustrating. I’ve been working for my father since I was 15 years old. I’ve been places and seen things that most people will never see. I rather think my age is irrelevant, but there are some out there who can’t get over two little numbers.

What makes you laugh?

My little brother and I love practical jokes. We like pulling them on new recruits or the instructors. One day we changed out all the pop-up targets for blow up dolls. It was hilarious.

What makes you angry?

Very little makes me actually angry. Something happened a few years ago that I’m still angry about or rather I alternate between angry and sadness.

Cats or dogs?

Neither but I do like snakes and reptiles. I have quiet a few larger boas and pythons at home.

Do you put on both socks then both shoes, or one sock, one shoe, other sock, other shoe?

One sock and then one shoe.

Do you hold the door open for the person behind you or do you let it go?

I always hold the door open for people. My father taught me many manners and customs from around the world.

Couch potato or gym bunny?

I would prefer to be a couch potato. I work out a lot but usually not in gyms. There is a work out room at home but with the training facility so close to home I usually just go through the obstacle course when I’m home.

If a boy/girl scout knocks on your door selling popcorn/cookies do you hide or answer the door and buy the stuff.

While I am vaguely familiar with the group I’ve never seen them before. But should children come to the house selling things they must be very brave to enter our compound, but I’m sure we would buy them out of their stock.

What do you like to wear?

Nothing, but a smile and a cock ring? It’s sad that I don’t get to wear that all the time, but I suppose I can settle for jeans and a tshirt. But I spend most of my time in BDUs and tshirts.

What are your hobbies?

I like to read and Conny and I have competitions doing puzzles without the pictures.

Are you a leader or a follower?

I suppose I’m a bit of both. I will one day take over for my father. I try not to think about that. I know he has many more years ahead of him.

What are your short-term goals?

I need to finish this contract up and get back home. I need to prove that I’m still capable. I know I failed my last assignment but I’m still able to do my job well.

How would you describe your childhood?

Well, my childhood was a lot of fun. I learned several languages since I was little and when I was old enough to learn how to use various weapons I was taught those as well. I started training with the other recruits when I was seven. I had to keep up with boys and men twice or three times my age. It was hard and vigorous, but it was my life. I didn’t know any different. I learned history and cultures, how to blend into different societies. I was taught all the things I would need to know to work in my father’s organization.

What are your favorite activities?

I love to watch movies, read, play games, spend days in a blind hunting, you know normal stuff.

Are you an introvert or extrovert? Somewhere in between?

I’m more of an introvert than an extrovert that’s for sure. Conny is the outgoing one of us surprisingly.

How do you deal with stress?

I either take my favorite rifle out to the long long range or if I can’t do that I always have my trusty cage.

Do you plan things out or are you spontaneous?

Plan. Always plan. But be ready to change plans on a dime.

What is in your nightstand?

Lube. Sex toys. Lots of Sex toys. And two hand guns.

What is in your refrigerator?

I don’t have one. Or rather there is a rather large one in the kitchen but the kitchen feeds the whole household.

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Meet the Author

A.G. Carothers is actually a dragon very cleverly disguised as a human. They are a non-binary author of LGBTQIA Romance and Urban Fantasy, who enjoys writing original and entertaining stories. They are very excited to share the worlds they’ve created with you.

A.G. currently lives in Tennessee with their platonic life partner, who is not a dragon. They yearn to live back in Europe and will some day. In their spare time they are addicted to losing themselves in the lovely worlds created by other authors

A.G. is committed to writing the stories they see in their head without restrictions. Love is blind and doesn’t see gender, race, or sexuality.

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