Taste Test

When my straight roommate starts obsessing over a sexual fantasy, I never expected to become the solution.

Casey Walmsley just wanted a quiet life—cheap rent, a halfway-clean flat, and maybe the occasional glance at his impossibly hot, totally straight, rugby-playing roommate. No drama, no romance, and absolutely no taste-testing anyone’s bodily fluids.

Jared Sutherland had other ideas. After catching his girlfriend giving his best mate the kind of ahem appreciation shed always sworn was absolutely disgusting and refused to do for him, Jareds ego is shattered and his obsession is born: someone, anyone, has to swallow for him, just once, or hell...

When my straight roommate starts obsessing over a sexual fantasy, I never expected to become the solution.

Casey Walmsley just wanted a quiet life—cheap rent, a halfway-clean flat, and maybe the occasional glance at his impossibly hot, totally straight, rugby-playing roommate. No drama, no romance, and absolutely no taste-testing anyone’s bodily fluids.

Jared Sutherland had other ideas. After catching his girlfriend giving his best mate the kind of ahem appreciation shed always sworn was absolutely disgusting and refused to do for him, Jareds ego is shattered and his obsession is born: someone, anyone, has to swallow for him, just once, or hell never feel like a real man again.

Now Casey is stuck being his flatmate’s sex therapist and reluctant experiment partner. What starts as a desperate attempt to shut Jared up (and down) quickly spirals out of control—leading to breakfast “protein shots,” and more tangled situations than a wonky rugby scrum.

Will Casey survive being Jared’s personal taste-tester with his dignity (and heart) intact? Or will this whole messy experiment turn into a mouthful neither of them can swallow?