I’m ecstatic to say that Behrouz Gets Lucky is an erotic romance that seduces any audience who loves heart-stopping tender romance, combined with smut that is guaranteed to get your naughty bits wet and hard. The universal needs of love, intimacy, sex, and pleasure are the foundations of Behrouz and Lucky’s relationship. Every murmured “I love you”, luxuriously eaten post-coital snack of cake in bed, and sweating multiple orgasms on the Persian carpet clinches the deal. We’re all in this world together.
When I wrote Behrouz Gets Lucky, I anticipated that my readers would be mostly from the queer, leather, and transgender communities. I wasn’t certain that other folks would get it, or even want to get it, but I was okay with that. I wish that the LGBTQ community was one big happy family, but it isn’t. Although there can be some crossover, many times each subculture is isolated and at odds with one another. So, I wasn’t sure if gay men, lesbians, and bisexuals would relate to my novel, let alone people from the vanilla and straight communities! Would others find the smoking hot, sweet, love story of Behrouz Gets Lucky enticing too? Would the romance, the yearning for love, humor, and humanity carry over?
The first inkling I had that my story was greater than it’s parts was when my pal Jon volunteered to be a test reader. Jon is a middle-aged vanilla gay man and not super involved with genderqueer, leather, or dyke subcultures, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. He was ecstatic, completely enamored with the romance, hot sex, humor, and intimate connection between Behrouz and Lucky. He even got emotionally involved with some of the minor characters, cheering on Behrouz when Poppy dissed them about their taboo genderqueer-butch relationship. Jon confided excitedly to me, “I want to be a dyke, I want to fist on Twin Peaks!” (As an aside, don’t we all want multiple orgasms on Twin Peaks!)
My next surprise audience reaction came from my Aunt Ida. Ida is in her 80s, an androgynous lesbian, retired librarian, poet, and editor. She heard about my manuscript through my posts on Facebook and asked to read it. I was reluctant because of all the kinky sex and gender shenanigans in the book, but Aunt Ida is a force to be reckoned with and eventually I reluctantly capitulated. Her response overwhelmed me. “But my liking the story is about how good it is. And that is more valid because I’m not the ideal audience for this material. I know and practice only vanilla sex and read only vanilla erotica. My liking you made me want to read your work and the power of the story made me keep reading. I didn’t find it distasteful or politically offensive as I might have. That I imagined the whole story as autobiographical is a compliment, too ~ authenticity! (Of course I wondered why I didn’t know about the library job, the new lover, and the trip to Iran. Ha.)”
I was surprised, and beginning to think that Behrouz Gets Lucky resonated with readers more widely than I could have ever expected. A straight female friend begged to read it. She adored Behrouz and Lucky’s romance and found the sex hot, but didn’t understand genderqueer pronouns and how gender affected language around sex and body parts. I added a forward, which clarified gender, pronouns, and language around anatomy. I wanted to make it easy for everyone to understand the language in Behrouz Gets Lucky, so that they could snuggle with the juicy parts. And it worked!
I started reading from Behrouz Gets Lucky in bookstores, events, and open mics. I cheered gleefully as all manner of audiences became inveigled by their romance. Gay men, vanilla folks, bisexual poly couples, dykes, genderqueer folks, leather folks, and straight folks related to Behrouz and Lucky’s love story. People rooted for Behrouz as they pondered the nefarious pitfalls of falling in love, sighed when Behrouz gave enthusiastic head to Lucky in front of their library fireplace, and laughed when Lucky fisted the cold uncooked Christmas turkey in Behrouz’s daughter’s Ohio kitchen.
Behrouz Gets Lucky is all about being fiercely independent, yet desiring intimacy, love, domesticity, companionship, and hot kinky sex. It is about being older, but remaining passionate and wanting sexual adventure. It is about the importance of families and community. It is about watching a beloved city change due to a massive influx of tech workers, resulting in evictions, rising homelessness, and incredible income disparity. It is about sensuality; fragrance, delicious food, delirious sexual touch, dandy fashion, and beauty. It is about the inherent humor of life and the hedonism of a life well-lived…and straight, bottom, sadist, daddy, bisexual, top, bootblack, gay, butch, lesbian, femme, masochist, genderqueer, boi, otter, transgender, queer, furry, vanilla, and kinky (and so many more fabulous and fierce identities that I’ve missed!), we all share these very human and tender desires.
About Behrouz Gets Lucky
Where can a middle-aged, Persian-American genderqueer dyke find love these days? Online dating, of course! “Only butch dykes need apply” Behrouz writes, eager to swap quiet evenings at home with a smoking jacket, a cat, and a Sunday afternoon’s worth of well-used sex toys for a real relationship. Enter Lucky: younger, rougher, dominant, but far from perfect. Their first meeting explodes into powerful, rough, and panting sex, and Behrouz is soon determined not to let this captivator slip away. Their growing intimacy, set within a perfectly captured view of of contemporary gay, transgender and queer life in San Francisco, makes this debut novel a mesmerizing read for anyone who loves erotic romance.
Avery Cassell is a member of the Bay Area’s queer BDSM and literary communities as well as a writer, painter and cartoonist living in San Francisco, whose erotic short stories have appeared in Best Lesbian Erotica 2015, Anything that Moves, Whipped: 20 Erotic Stories of Female Dominance, Sonic Erotica and More Five Minute Erotica.