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If I Could Turn Back Time (vignette)

Tom knew he’d made a mistake.  He’d been warned, repeatedly, that the magics involved were unpredictable at best.  It wasn’t an exact science, he’d been told, and outcomes typically manifested in unexpected ways.  The most he’d been promised was a roll of the cosmic dice, but now that he saw the aftermath Tom remembered why he’d never been a gambling man.

He’d thought it would be a simple request.  At 48, Tom was tired of being viewed as “an old guy.�...

Take a Bath

Riley laughed to himself as he slipped out of his briefs and dropped them into the basket with the rest of his discarded clothing.  The beefy blonde’s instinct was to reach for a towel as he did in the locker rooms, but there were none to be had.  Not until after their soak.  “You know, this is a level of male nudity that no one mentioned when describing the trip,” he chuckled, folding his thick arms across his burly muscle gut.

Around him, his three friends were in...

Crack the Code, ch. 1: Weight Lifted

Alex felt like a fool.  He’d spent the day sitting at his desk, staring at the significantly smaller amount in his checking account as opposed to working.  He kept telling himself it was just money, and that if it actually was real it would all be worth it, but there was still a nagging voice in his head insisting that he’d been conned.  On paper it all sounded ridiculous.  A man who could rewrite a person’s place in the world with a computer?  It wasn’t possi...

Stargazing

Drew looked around the open field, feeling a bit like they were lost at sea.  The emerald blanket stretched off to the limits of his vision in every direction, the rolling foothills gently swelling like a calm surf.  Unlike the ocean, the only blue in sight loomed above them, an unmarred cerulean ceiling whose only blemish was the blazing yellow midday sun.  The heat was punishing, the humidity oppressive, making Drew wonder if a desert would be a more apt comparison.  He ...

Crack the Code, ch. 1: Voting Options

Here we go! Like we did for Fir Hollow and Kingsbury Harbor, I'll go with the top 2 winning options.  

Option 1: A middle-aged man who’s tired of being seen as old wants the Code Breaker’s help to be seen as young and vibrant again, but ends up staying the same age while his clothes become juvenile and the way people treat him change.

Option 2: An arrogant pretty-boy who can’t get the guy he likes to return his attention uses the Code Breaker to put them in the “perfe...

Panty Raid (vignette)

*** Work in progress! ***

Mike didn’t know how long he’d been standing next to his bed, staring at the mirror on the back of his door.  Most of what he saw looked accurate: same cluttered dresser, same worn, disheveled sheets, clusters of discarded clothes on the ground.  But the fine details were off.  He hadn’t even turned his head to look around or down at himself to confirm because he was afraid that if he moved, his reflection would follow suit.  That woul...

Slime Time

“Yeah, but dude, I mean…look at yourself!”  Alex held his phone out, angling it down so Eddie could clearly see the photo.  The pair of athletic young men on the screen could have passed for brothers, both of them standing long and lean in their muscle-shirts and board shorts.  Other than Eddie’s darker hair and smooth skin, he was almost identical to the hirsute, golden-haired hunk grinning next to him on the sunny stretch of sand.  Now, though Eddie currently wor...

In Preparation

Getting things geared up for the Crack the Code interactive.  In case you missed the original stories, or if you're on the fence about jumping on board for this one, you can find them by clicking the "crack the code" hashtag below.  This one will be similar to the Kingsbury Harbor and Fir Hollow series in that they'll (mostly) be standalone stories in a shared world.  

*** Editing this just in case the hashtag isn't working for anyone else on their phones.  Here are ...

Under the Big Top

Chase ran his hands along the sweaty ridges of Aaron’s budding pecs, amazed both by what he saw and what he felt.  The firm little mounds were far from huge, his dark-haired lover was still slight and lean, but the other man’s twinkish frame seemed to be packing on an abnormal amount of muscle in an abnormally short amount of time.  It wasn’t just his chest, either.  In the span of a week, Aaron’s formerly-average, olive-hued body had been covered in a roadmap of defini...

Five Years.

Hi Everyone,

Can't believe I'm writing this, but today is the fifth anniversary of the page.  According to google, the traditional gift for #5 is "wood," which really feels like low-hanging fruit so I'm just going to leave that there.  

What I will say, though, is thank you all for the continued support and interest in these stories.  According to the spreadsheet I've been keeping, we're 10 away from hitting 500 when you put together all the single stories, individu...

Autocorrect (vignette)

A simple typo was all it took.  Eric meant to call Bobby a “fuck boy” in the text, but for whatever reason his phone autocorrected to “fuck toy,” and the brunette’s nimble fingers sent the message off without the young man catching the change.  Under normal circumstances it would have been nothing more than an amusing mistake.  He and Bobby would have laughed about it, and the mahogany haired hunk would have undoubtedly made a joke as to whether or not Eric had someth...

Fantasy Football

Steve’s hands clutched the sheets, his sculpted arms flexing as they held his rocking torso upright.  The pecs he’d worked so hard to carefully cultivate, with their equally manicured layer of chocolate fur, bounced with the force of each impact.  The blows were softened only slightly by the plump, ample cheeks that absorbed them, the muscled mounds rippling as Dave’s thick cock slammed in and out of his aching hole.  Steve’s toned thighs burned as he writhed in time wi...

Fruiting Bodies Now Available

Hi Everyone,

Quick heads up that the Fruiting Bodies ebook is available over on Amazon for ...

Interactive Dropbox

Hi Everyone,

As promised, here's the link to all the completed Interactive stories to date.  The plan is still to go with Crack the Code for the next one, which should get started first thing in September.  Keep an eye out for a poll to get the first chapter going.  

As always, thanks for reading and for the support!

Shameless Plug

Hi everyone,

This is a non-smutty project I’ve been working on for the past few months that may or may not be of interest to some of you. My friend Laura has co-hosted a local horror movie show (The Big Bad B-Movie Show) for a few years, and now she’s branching off on her own. You could probably guess based on a lot of the themes here that I’m a big fan of horror movies, and while Midnight Rental is Laura’s baby, I help out in the writer’s room and with production. So if yo...

Branded

Adam’s heart raced as he looked at the bright little box from FitWear.  Each cardboard panel was a different pastel shade, bearing the same color scheme as most of the luxury athleisure brand’s products.  Consisting mainly of simple workout gear and underwear, most people saw the trendy brand as nothing but a ripoff, but Adam had been trying for years to snag one of their coveted “ambassador” positions.  In addition to the clout that such a post would bring him, it also...

Patterns (vignette)

Something was off, but Blake couldn’t quite put his finger on what bothered him.  He’d felt it the moment he’d opened his eyes that morning, a vague sense of disorientation that wouldn’t quit.  It wasn’t the bright sunlight beating against his eyelids or the warm, summer morning breeze blowing in through the open window, though Blake thought he’d slept in later than he should have.  Nor was it the broad, comfortable bed he’d awoken to find himself stretched out on...

Island Time

I took a day trip back to the island that inspired these two stories today, so I thought I'd re-post them.  I've never tried to do it this way before...someone let me know if the links don't work.  

The Island 

Pirate's Cove 

Blue Blazes, pt. 2

“I don’t…I don’t know!  One minute you were all squirmy in my grip and the next thing I know you’d…you’d…and then we…” Paul sputtered, his face going purple.

Corey quickly shook his head and reached out to grasp the sides of the other man’s tight waist, pulling him close.  “Whoa, hey, I’m not anywhere close to mad.  That was fucking amazing,” he said, leaning in for a kiss.  Things started off tense when a surprised Paul went rigid in his ...

That Took a While

One of the things I wanted to do with the downtime between interactives was print out all my stuff so I have a hard copy. This is what five(ish) years of stories looks like. So many binders. So much stapling.

Blue Blazes, pt. 1

Paul took a small swig from his water bottle before wiping the sweat from his brow.  The light dusting of copper hair on his bare chest was slick and glistening, the beads of water accentuating the definition on his athletic torso.  He looked around at the picturesque forest surrounding them, the rocky foothills buzzing with all manner of birds, insects, and small mammals in the fading, late afternoon sun.  The mid-summer foliage was thick and dense, more so than it would have ...

Some Inspirational Pics

For the story this afternoon.  My trip through the woods was not nearly as exciting as theirs.  

For Anyone Else Who's Celebrating

I'm not an overly religious person in general, but today is one of my favorite holidays and this is one of my favorite songs about it. 

Story will be up this afternoon as usual!  I've got some visual aids from my trip to go along with it that I'll be posting shortly.  

Back in the Hollow

Getting in some mountain time.

Body Shop (vignette)

Alex still couldn’t believe the reflection belonged to him.  It had only been a few minutes, he knew it would take much longer to fully process what he’d lost, and he wondered if he’d ever be able to accept the new shape as belonging to him.  The loss of mass was bad enough on its own, but what the techs had left him with made it so much worse.  An hour ago he’d been a strapping meathead, standing 6’3” and weighing in at  270lbs of bulky muscle.  He was br...

Clowning Around

Todd couldn’t stop smiling.  Staring at the garish clown’s wild explosion of gravity defying, rainbow-hued hair and massive jet black eyes, It was the last thing the young, dark-haired jock wanted to be doing at the moment.  But he didn’t have a say in the matter.  None of them did.  Chris and Jayden wore the same smiles to his left and right, though there was nothing remotely humorous about their predicament.

They’d first encountered the clown earlier that d...

Fruiting Bodies, ch. 17

The trip to the island wasn’t as simple as stepping through a magical door.  Like the one that rescued Dave and Tom in the alley, an arcane gateway did appear and they did walk through it, but the familiar, mundane sensation of crossing a threshold was nowhere to be found.  Instead, after giving Shawn a stoic farewell, with the exception of Tyler who exchanged a prolonged kiss with the anxious brunette, the group plunged into a roiling abyss.  They’d been in a few storms to...

Interactive Update

Hi Everyone,

Quick heads up - the final chapter of Fruiting Bodies will be up tomorrow.  Thanks to all of you who came along for the ride!  It was nice to go back to a single story for a while and expand on the universe we started in Climbing the Ladder, but I'm ready to switch things up again.  

For the next interactive, we'll be going with the Crack the Code universe.  It should be a fun way to have a shared world but still allow for standalone stories.  ...

Playlist

Hi Everyone,

For any other writer/creative types on the page (or if you're just curious about what goes on behind the scenes), I thought I'd share the playlist I put together of what I listen to while writing.  Lots of horror soundtracks and other ambient stuff that helps to set a mood, though I did listen to a lot of background ocean noises while working on the King...

New Faith, Inc.: Trinity

“Wait…where the fuck are we,” Dane asked, stopping so abruptly his two friends bumped into him from behind.  The lean, wavy-haired brunette was jostled forward a few steps, his glare morphing into a wide-eyed look of shock when he turned to face his companions.  Instead of stepping out onto a bustling city street, the very street they’d seen through the clear glass doors of the New Faith, Inc. offices just moments before, the trio found themselves standing in what appeared t...