Guest Author Post: Cardeno C. on Writing Uplifting Gay Romance

Jun 26, 2015 by

Guest Author Post: Cardeno C. on Writing Uplifting Gay Romance

This being my first time at Babblings, I’ll start by introducing myself. My name is Cardeno C. and I write uplifting gay romance. One of my writing goals is for readers to feel good while they read my books and to feel hopeful when they’re done. My other goal is to write characters who learn and grow as they build their communities and families. My books range from short to long, paranormal to contemporary, very erotic to … well, still erotic. But if I had to choose one constant thread that runs through them, I’d say it’s the concept of home and family.

My newest book, Strange Bedfellows, looks at those concepts through the eyes of two seemingly different men who find they aren’t all that different where it counts most. Trevor is the politics-loathing billionaire son of the Democratic United States president and the savvy, political operative first lady. Ford is a lifelong politician and newly elected Republican congressman whose father is a conservative senator with presidential aspirations. On paper, these two men should have nothing in common, but once they get to know the people behind the television images, they learn that the things that matter — their hearts, dreams, and goals — are very much the same. Plus, their chemistry is off the charts, which is always a good thing in a life partner.

Inspiration is a funny thing and it hits in unexpected ways. For Strange Bedfellows, I was inspired by two things.

The first is the ever-broadening divide between political parties. Sometimes it seems like the days of having a thoughtful, honest debate about differences in philosophies has changed into angry arguments that question “the other side’s” very humanity. As I read the umpteenth social media post that seemed part gleeful attack and part righteous indignation, I wondered about the person behind the “bad act”.

None of us are all good or all evil and I like to believe that at our core, human beings have more in common than not. So I was inspired to write about two families who live, as it were, on opposite sides of the political aisle and whose marriages, families, and lives operate in contrasting ways and to explore the areas where these people who spend their days arguing and disagreeing are more alike than they are different.

I write gay romance so the second inspiration for this book comes from what I believe is the main source of growth in viewpoints regarding marriage equality, particularly among political leaders. People have a much easier time fighting against “them” than they do fighting against “us”. The battle for gay rights differs from many other political divides because people who thought they believed one thing one day find themselves sitting across their kitchen table from a family member or friend who says they’re gay. When faced with the choice between separating ourselves from someone we love and embracing all aspects of that person, most of us choose our family member or friend. So as more and more people come out, more and more allies are made, and our political landscape now shows the impact of that wonderful growth.

My hope is that in Strange Bedfellows, we see that love and family come in packages that look different but are actually very much the same.





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Can the billionaire son of a Democratic president build a family with the congressman son of a Republican senator? Forget politics, love makes strange bedfellows.

As the sole offspring of the Democratic United States president and his political operative wife, Trevor Moga was raised in an environment driven by the election cycle. During childhood, he fantasized about living in a made-for-television family, and as an adult, he rejected all things politics and built a highly successful career as far from his parents as possible.

Newly elected congressman Ford Hollingsworth is Republican royalty. The grandson of a revered governor and son of a respected senator, he was bred to value faith, family, and the goal of seeing a Hollingsworth in the White House.

When Trevor and Ford meet, sparks fly and a strong friendship is formed. But can the billionaire son of a Democratic president build a family with the congressman son of a Republican senator? Forget politics, love makes strange bedfellows.




“I want to look at your hole,” Trevor whispered.

With effort, Ford managed to make his eyes focus. “What?”

“You said you’d do anything I want, right?”

Ford licked his lips nervously. “Yes.”

“That’s what I want.” Trevor brushed his mouth over Ford’s. “I want you to stand up, lean forward against the wall, and spread your cheeks apart so I can see everything.”

Ford’s balls drew tight, his cock throbbed, and his neck burned. “Why?”

“Because I can see that shame you were raised with sitting just beneath the surface. It’s pushing down a sea of passion and desire and we need to get rid of it so there’s nothing in our way. But mostly, because you’re beautiful. I want to see every inch of you and I want you to show it to me.”

“Trevor,” Ford gasped, unbearably turned on.

“Is that a yes?”

He nodded.

Trevor slammed his lips against Ford’s and thrust his tongue into Ford’s mouth, kissing him hard. He fingered Ford’s hole with one hand, pinched his nipple with the other, and stole all the air from his lungs before relenting.

“Up now,” Trevor said, his voice sandpaper hoarse and his blue eyes dark and intense. “I want to see you spread yourself for me.”

“I can’t believe I’m doing this.” Ford rose on shaky legs, turned toward the wall, and pressed his forehead against it.

“It’s just me here.” Trevor must have also stood because his breath skated over Ford’s neck immediately before his lips dragged across it. “Remember my promise. Nobody but us will find out about this. You can say anything with me, do anything with me.” He bit the back of Ford’s neck, not hard enough to leave a mark, but hard enough to get Ford’s attention. “You can be anything with me, Ford.”

Hearing the words made Ford realize how much he yearned for exactly what Trevor offered. He had never been in a position where nobody would judge him or expect something from him, never been able to be and say anything without consequence. Hands shaking, he reached behind his back, curled his fingers around his cheeks, and pulled himself open.

“Like this?” he asked, his voice shaking.

“Yes.” Trevor moved his palm down Ford’s back and through his exposed channel. “You’re perfect.” Knees splatted on the wet tile and then Trevor kissed the tops of both his hands. “Stay just like that.”

Never had Ford felt so vulnerable, so exposed, so free. “Okay.”


Cardeno C. – CC to friends – is a hopeless romantic who wants to add a lot of happiness and a few “awwws” into a reader’s day. Writing is a nice break from real life as a corporate type and volunteer work with gay rights organizations. Cardeno’s stories range from sweet to intense, contemporary to paranormal, long to short, but they always include strong relationships and walks into the happily-ever-after sunset. Heartwarming Stories. Strong Relationships. Forever Love.





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