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The Order, ch. 2: Part 1

The “temple” wasn’t at all what Noah expected.  The way Gabriel had talked about it, the nervous blonde had anticipated something closer to a church.  He’d envisioned pews and iconography and an impulse to keep his voice down, but in reality he’d discovered nothing of the sort.  The squat building at the edge of town was an old community center, long abandoned in favor of more desirable real estate closer to campus and the shifted hub of the city’s activity.  B...

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Scripted (vignette)

**** I was going through an old hard drive the other day and found this story from like a decade or so ago that I'd done in a screenplay style.  Thought it would be fun to share! ****

Overhead shot of Adam laying sprawled out in bed under a sheet.  His chest is exposed and his arms and one leg are sticking out.  He tosses and turns before groaning awake.  Lays in bed for a minute before kicking the sheets off.  Totally naked underneath.  Average height,...

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Dropped Balls

Brandon wasn’t having a good day. He hadn’t had a good week, either, or even a good six months.  Thinking back on it, nothing had really gone according to plan for the young man in a long while.  When he’d graduated from high school and entered straight into the service, Brandon hoped for action.  He wanted excitement and adrenaline and the thrill of combat.  What he got instead was a four-year deployment to a quiet base in the Pacific.  It wasn’t bad in any w...

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Crack the Code, ch. 7: Walkin' After Midnight

Colin looked down at his open shirt and sighed.  It was going to be one of those dreams.  His back was to the classroom, so he didn’t know if he was about to expose himself to all of his students or just one in particular.  He guessed the latter, that’s usually how these things went, though he occasionally found himself in the sights of someone more adventurous.

Colin had been horrified the first few times he’d been dropped in this specific scenario.  He hadn...

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Short Stuff, vol. 2

Hi Everyone,

Last one for the year!  I put up a second volume of shrinking-themed stories, which you can find here.  I try to offer up an ebook sacrifice on Amazon every other month, but my schedule got a little bottlenecked this year.  Hopefully it'll be more consistent in 2023.  Same deal as always - the stories were only edited f...

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The Big Picture

“That was a waste of five bucks,” Chad grumbled, looking at the picture of the stranger.  He still wasn’t sure if he’d simply gotten someone else’s photo, or if there was a glitch with the photo booth’s digital effects, but either way it wasn’t at all what he’d expected.  The strapping stud in the photo did have vaguely similar facial features, but the rest of the man’s towering, sculpted build looked nothing like the wiry runner’s whipcord frame.  And while...

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It Looks Bigger On Screen, pt. 2 (vignette)

*** Still plugging away at this one! ***


“You weren’t wrong,” Gary said, making no move to cover himself.  He was willing to give Jeff the satisfaction of being right, but not the satisfaction of seeing him squirm.  And, other than the drying cum, this felt more like their normal interactions.  Public nudity and showering were things they’d shared for years, so the bare blonde didn’t think anything of it when his friend followed behind.

“I kno...

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Vacation Curveball, pt. 2

Now, alone with his altered proportions the following morning, the diminished Dean didn’t feel nearly as ambivalent.  The three of them had gone at it for hours the night before, primarily with his two friends going at him, and the spent brunette guessed they must have thought he needed the sleep because he awoke by himself in the middle of the sprawling King bed.  As with the previous morning, Dean had to convince himself he actually was awake and not still dreaming when he looke...

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Crack the Code, ch. 6: Whistleblower

Peter froze at the threshold of William’s office, a sharp gasp caught in his throat.  His bare, perfect pecs heaved while his heart hammered a manic rhythm, his spinning head refusing to believe what his wide eyes told him.  If it had just been himself, Peter might have been able to chalk it all up to a nervous breakdown.  After all, it wasn’t uncommon for men like himself to snap in the high-stakes world of corporate finance.  Long hours, constant pressure, demanding ...

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Vacation Curveball, pt. 1

As vacations went, the trip hadn’t been bad so far.  Not exactly.  Things hadn’t gone entirely to plan, but Dean knew a certain amount of flexibility was always required when traveling.  Unexpected traffic delays, friends irritated from too much time in the car, the rental property not being exactly as described; just because they’d left town for a week didn’t mean they’d left the concept of minor inconveniences.  But Dean didn’t know if the latter was the phra...

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It Looks Bigger On Screen (vignette)

***First part of a WIP...Gary has no idea what's coming!***

“Do you want me to come with you?  If you’re feeling nervous, I don’t mind.”

“What?!  No!  Like this isn’t already weird enough.”  Gary blushed at the thought of Jeff accompanying him into the other room, the creeping crimson flush bringing out the shades of pink in his strawberry blonde hair.  His powerful arms inflated as he rested his hands on top of his head, the pose accentuatin...

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The Order

Gabriel absently fondled the pendant while staring at his reflection.  The ovular, silver dollar-sized talisman was all he currently wore, the tarnished brass blending in with the dark forest of hair on his plump pecs that worked hard to conceal it.  At a quick glance the engraved metal appeared to depict a sitting bear, though upon closer inspection the similarities didn’t quite hold up.  The figure was squat and broad and covered in hair, and while it certainly displayed ur...

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Crack the Code, ch. 5: You Get What You Give

Dylan’s lean frame practically vibrated with excitement.  It was taking every ounce of his carefully cultivated charm to keep himself under control, to not let on that anything out of the ordinary was about to happen.  Not that Billy could have possibly guessed, even if the auburn-haired hunk suspected that he was up to something.  Dylan still didn’t fully believe it himself, even after the demonstration he’d received during his meeting with the Code Breaker.  The ve...

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Crack the Code Volume 1 Now Available

Hi Everyone,

You probably know how this goes by now: new month, new meat for the Amazon algorithm.  Got a bit of a jump start on this one because of the three original stories, and this volume then contains the first four chapters of the ongoing interactive.  

As a reminder, you can always find all of my stuff here.

Al...

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I Heard He's Out of the Closet

Brad rolled his eyes as he watched the wiry young man trotting on the treadmill at the opposite end of the gym.  The lean brunette’s whipcord frame was a far cry from his own sculpted proportions, lacking the athletic bulk he’d worked so hard to build over the years.  The loping man was thin and shapeless, looking sharp and pointy compared to the dark-haired hunk’s muscled curves.  Brad’s shoulders were broad and round, his pecs plump and prominent, both combining to gi...

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Looped (vignette)

Hank heard the quiet padding of bare feet on smooth tile approaching quickly behind him, but before he could turn away from the counter Scott’s arms were around his waist.  Even after several months, the burly jock still wasn’t used to any of it. He’d known Scott for decades, and they’d lived together for years, but never in his wildest dreams could he ever have foreseen their relationship turning into the surreal experience it had become.  Things weren’t bad, he’d actua...

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Mystery Lot

Tanner held up his phone and gave it a light shake.  The overall size of the slim, sleek rectangle was a fraction of the bulky plastic monstrosities piled haphazardly in the old cardboard box that sat on the table like an awkward anchor between himself and Austin.  “All the porn anyone could ever want is right here.  What the fuck are we supposed to do with these?”

Austin rolled his eyes.  “Says the guy who has a shelf full of records.  Can’t you just st...

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Crack the Code, ch. 4: Golden Rule

Rich didn’t know what was happening.  He’d been at the Oasis for nearly an hour but still sat alone at the bar, an unprecedented event for the ochre-haired hunk.  It wasn’t that the crowd was sparse.  The bustling Tiki spot was full of the same twenty-something hipsters as always, complete with ample young women whose attention Rich normally held captive.  Under ordinary circumstances his mere presence was enough to attract prospective partners, a state that he’d g...

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To the Top of the Temple, ch. 6

It was the moment Tony had been waiting for, though until he watched it happen the lean brunette hadn’t been aware that he’d been waiting for anything.  Jake’s squat, stout new proportions no longer registered as the slightest bit odd as far as he was concerned, but Tony was curious how the stocky stud’s friend would react.

He didn’t know why he was so interested.  He didn’t know Jordan at all, he barely knew Jake; it just felt important.  That sense that ever...

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Don't Make It Weird (vignette)

(Managed to get this done before I left!)

Bobby watched Hunter pace back and forth, grinning at his handsome friend’s nerves.  Though the tension had been building for nearly a week, he wasn’t used to seeing the suave, confident hunk act like an anxious teenager.  With his wavy chestnut hair, sharp cheekbones, dimpled chin, plump lips, and bright eyes, all Hunter had to do was walk into a room and people would throw themselves at him.  The broad shoulders, fi...

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To the Top of the Temple, ch. 5

Jake gasped at the sensation of Tony’s now-massive hand sliding down his bulky little torso.  He’d never felt anything like it.  As far back as he could confusingly remember, his naturally large frame meant he’d never been the smaller one, and he couldn’t recall a time when he’d ever been so easily manhandled before.  He’d just been worked over by the younger pair, slung around and hefted between them like a ragdoll.  Matt’s athletic arms were suddenly larger...

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Crack the Code, ch. 3: Track and Field

Nick was starting to think he’d made a mistake.  As he looked around the locker room, his cock twitching in his thin little shorts, he wondered if maybe he shouldn’t have been so impulsive.  At first he’d thought the weird vibe he picked up from the other guys was merely a result of what had already been done to himself, but that clearly wasn’t the case as the flustered young jock could see very noticeable changes taking place in the lean, wiry men around him.  Nick tol...

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Guess Where?

Hollow today, Harbor tomorrow (and it’s actually not gloomy here for once when I’m posting pics).

Also, if anyone’s looking to support a gay-owned business, there’s a really good one in town.

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A Refresher...

...for next week's story.  I'm going to be at the beach next week on an annual family trip, but I've got the next couple Monday's worth of stories (and Crack the Code, ch. 3 for this Sunday) queued up.  

It took way too long, but I finally dusted off the "To the Top of the Temple" series for another pair of chapters.  I always say "I'm not going to let it go so long between chapters this time" and then like a year goes by, so I'm going to keep my mouth shut and not make a...

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Musky Morning

The first thing Ben noticed was the smell.  Being bachelors in their early twenties neither he nor Chris had the highest standards when it came to hygiene, but they still managed to keep their small apartment at what most would consider to be a socially acceptable level of cleanliness.  Clutter, dirty dishes and soiled laundry peppered the ramshackle space, though in no greater quantity than could be found anywhere else in the college town.  And while the occasional trash bag w...

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He Really Pushes My Buttons (vignette)

Anthony slipped the thin black band over his ring finger, one half of his soft, full lips curling into a grin.  He then held up the large hand and flipped it over a few times, his view switching between the sparsely haired back and the gym-calloused palm.  Bright blue eyes sparkled triumphantly as he rubbed his wide jaw with his free hand, the fingers grating across the expertly maintained stubble coating his statuesque cheekbones, before he folded his arms and nodded.  It was ...

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The Force, pt. 2

Hayden didn’t know what to do with himself.  He wasn’t ready to call his decision a mistake, not exactly, but the reality of the situation was much more intense than he’d imagined.  The technicians behind the scenes at The Force had warned him.  They’d told him what to expect after Brody underwent the treatment, and if he’d been thinking more with his brain than with his dick Hayden would have seen it coming.  But it had all been so overwhelming, and had all happ...

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Halloween Ebook

Hi Everyone,

I don't normally do seasonal collections, but I'm feeling the spirit this year and put together a Halloween compilation.  All the stories are the same as the ones available on here, just with a few minor tweaks for grammar/clarity.  If you're interested in adding it to your digital bookshelf, you can find it here.  

While you're at it, you can find 2022-10-02 18:04:43 +0000 UTC View Post

Crack the Code, ch. 2: Demoted

David made sure he’d remember.  He had to, and not just because it would defeat the purpose if he couldn’t recall the altered trio as they’d been, and why he’d spent nearly all of his money to see them change.  The wiry man also knew himself well enough to see the guilt coming.  He wasn’t cruel, not like them, and the last thing he wanted was to regret his decision.  After all, David wasn’t just doing this for his own sake, but for everyone’s.  The three...

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The Force, pt. 1

Brody spread his chiseled arms wide, giving Hayden an unobstructed view of the sculpted perfection to which they were attached.  His mediterranean muscle was as immaculately manscaped as always, with only a light dusting of the raven hair left to accentuate, rather than obscure, the ample definition he worked so hard to maintain.  His plump pecs popped off his chest and his torso tapered to a narrow channel before his body bulged out again at his stuffed pouch and ample rear.  ...

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