Kimo and his husband Lopaka are celebrating their first Christmas together. For Kimo, Christmas has never been important. Taken from his parents at the age of three to be raised in the ways of the ancient Hawaiian kahuna (priests) he has defied and changed huna law to marry another man. A man who wants to show him the true meaning of Christmas in twelve very sexy ways. Kimo learns that Christmas is about giving and receiving…over and over again. And Lopaka learns something too: the true meaning of the words, Fly Me to the Moon.
Fly Me To The Moon
Reviewed by Elisa Rolle
This sequel doesn’t put in question the love between Lopaka and Kimo, but only makes it stronger. In this second enstallment, I haven’t found any part of the book I didn’t like: there are a lot of hints about Lopaka and Kimo and possible children (I will not go further to not spoil the book), so I think the author is planning another installment…I hope so…
Fly Me To The Moon
Reviewed by Teresa
Rainbow Reviews 4 Stars
Llewellyn has taken the twelve days of Christmas and put a new face to it. I will never look at the song and each individual day the same way ever again. The cleaver way Lopaka approached each day was very cleaver and very entertaining. The love between Lopaka and Kimo was both beautiful and fun. I loved how Hawaiian lore was used to enhance and supplement the plotline. Kimo and Lopaka’s special powers added to this overall effect. I will be looking for other stories about Kimo and Lopaka, two men who fill the world with laughter, love and the sheer enjoyment of life.
From Literary Nymphs: Five Nymph Review by Chocolate Minx:
Fly Me to the Moon is the sequel to Phantom Lover. In this equally sexy rendition, A.J.Llewellyn gives an update of Bobby and Kimo, leaving the door open just enough for a future story. I look forward to what I hope will be another episode.
Fallen Angel Review of Fly Me To The Moon: Four out Five Angels!! Reviewed by Teresa
Mr. Llewellyn has taken the twelve days of Christmas and put a new face to it. I will never look at the song and each individual day the same way ever again. The clever way Lopaka approached each day was amusing and very entertaining. The love between Lopaka and Kimo was both beautiful and fun. I loved how Hawaiian lore was used to enhance and supplement the plotline. Kimo and Lopaka’s special powers added to this overall effect. I will be looking for other stories about Kimo and Lopaka, two men who fill the world with laughter, love and the sheer enjoyment of life.
Two Lips Reviews Rating: 4 lips
Fly Me to the Moon is a sweet trip through the spirit of Christmas. A.J. Llewellyn is a witty writer that will keep you both steamy hot and in good spirits. I love the blend of humor and love only A.J. Llewellyn can bring to a story. One of the gifts that Llewellyn brought to this story is the unique blend of sexy heat and truly distinctive humor that make the characters endearing and memorable.
I personally loved Lopaka’s version of twelve days of Christmas and after reading this book detailing Lopaka’s quirky version of it, I don’t think I will ever forget the song! All throughout out the novel, the closeness and strong bond that Lopaka and Kimo share is clearly evident from the small actions to the passionate exchanges. Their union just seems to be grow and get stronger with every year that passes. And since Kimo has never experienced a Christmas, Lopaka is determined to make this one a Christmas to remember. And boy he does deliver!
Kimo and Lopaka are characters you will not want to miss, so come spend Christmas Lopaka style in Fly Me to the Moon. Trust me, the twelve days of Christmas will have new meaning for you if you do!
Note: This is a sequel to the long story of Kimo and Lopaka and I would most definitely suggest reading the other in the series in order before starting off with this one. Reviewed by Tina.
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Fly me to the Moon is sweet, hot and sexy as hell! Lopaka would do anything for Kimo, just as Kimo is always there for Lopaka. Fly me to the Moon is a special holiday installment of A.J. Llewellyn’s Phantom Lover series and it does bring holiday cheer. I had to laugh at some of Lopaka’s antics when acting out his Twelve Days of Christmas. That man is very…um…inventive.
Kimo and Lopaka just can’t keep their hands off of each other and have an interesting sleeping arrangement. It’s all in the hands. The first time I read it I had to grin. These two men are perfect for each other and I can’t wait to see what Mr. Llewellyn does with them next.
What if you were married to a man who could fly you to the moon and still get you home in time for Christmas dinner?
On the sixth day of Christmas, my true love said to me…
“You’re spoiling me.” Kimo held me to him. “I want to fuck you…God, I’ve always wanted to fuck you in a limousine.”
“Darling, no. Not yet. You can fuck me on our way home. I would never deny you anything, but I’ve got something really special planned. If you wait, you’ll come really, really hard.”
“I always come hard for you.” When I didn’t budge, he frowned. “Am I allowed to kiss you?”
“You’d better!” I was thrilled when he gave me the most indecent kiss one man ever gave another man fully clothed.
We had to rearrange ourselves as we pulled up in front of the sleek black building at the edge of the road filled with luxury hotels and boutique shops.
Our driver opened the door. “I’ll be out here waiting for you.”
“Thank you,” I told him and Kimo and I climbed out of the car and the door to the club opened.
Ricky Sweet, one of the male hula dancers from our show opened the door and Kimo and I greeted him. Kimo was surprised to see Ricky, I was not. Ricky had helped me organize my surprise for Kimo and he wished us a Merry Christmas.
“Put these VIP wrist bands on. Have fun! Armand will show you the way.”
We walked into a dense, dark, sexy, exotic space.
Naked men danced in cages, naked and half naked men were walking around, they were dancing with other men and Kimo gaped at the threesomes and foursomes going on in rooms to our left and right.
His eyes were like orbs and I almost laughed, until a big burly guy with cropped gray hair came to greet us.
“This way.” He gestured with his left hand. He took us into an elevator and we rose two floors and came out onto a series of doors.
“Number six. Merry Christmas!”
I told Kimo to open the door and we walked into a room with a round banquette in it and glass on three sides. We sat on the banquette and I started undressing Kimo who hadn’t quite finished getting my clothes off when suddenly, the windows were lit up and my husband’s jaw dropped.
Six incredibly huge, hung guys, two of them body builders from the gym where we sometimes trained, walked naked towards chairs and sat in them as six more naked men came and knelt before them.
In a superb display of synchronized cock-sucking, the six kneeling men started working on the big, beefy dudes and I threw myself on the floor, in a panic to get my husband’s pants off.
He was leaking pre-cum all over my face and fingers. He was torn between watching me and watching the show. I was anxious to get his fine meat in my mouth and Kimo moaned. “They can’t see us?” he asked.
“No baby.” I came off his cock for a moment. “Are you sorry about that?”
“Hell no. I don’t want any man coveting the best cock sucker in the business. Lopaka…this is so hot. I can hear the sounds they’re making. Those are some big muscle men getting some really intense action. Oh baby.” He held my head to his cock and he fucked my face, coming with two or three of the other guys in the room. “Six geese a laying,” my husband laughed.
“I love it.”
He gasped when all the cock suckers stood up and bent over the chairs. Despite having just come, all the guys who’d just been sucked had huge erections, just looking for homes. “Oh, Lopaka.”
I got on the banquette, face down and my husband pulled down my pants, watching the way those big guys tore into the hot, heaving asses over those chairs and my husband rammed into me, fucking me as he watched and listened to the action on the other side of the glass.
The curtain dropped down again when the last guy had come and we lay, my husband imbedded in me and he kissed my back and shoulders.
“I want to go home and I want you on your back in that limousine. I want to fuck you with that driver going crazy knowing he can’t have you.”
“Okay,” I said.
Kimo took himself out of me, turned me over. “Tonight’s gonna be a hard act to follow, lover man.”
I just smiled as he took me in his arms and kissed me, once again, as always, sending my spirit straight to the moon.