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When I’m not writing. 

Crack the Code

*** This was posted as a vignette last year, but I'm thinking about expanding on this world in the coming months so I wanted to put it up for everyone.  Maybe as an interactive?  Let me know your thoughts! ***

Matt’s voice was a low hiss.  “I saw the emails.  I know exactly what you were planning to do.  You’ve worked me, and everyone else here, to the bone while you two were out ‘networking’ and ‘selling’ the business?  I pulled the ...

From the Archives: An Empty Beach

*** Keeping the ocean theme going with another one inspired by a trip down here. ***

“What is it we’re looking for again?”  Paul swiveled his head, surprised at the size of the empty, expansive beach stretching before them.  The glittering white sand was peppered with driftwood and shells, giving texture to the otherwise smooth turf that butted up against an equally smooth surf.  The wind was low and the sun was high, the slow, rhythmic crashing of the waves creatin...

From the Archives: A Day at the Beach

**** Because I'm at the ocean, here's a story inspired by my visit down here a few years ago.***

Luke stared at the mostly empty beach, grinning from ear to ear. All he saw in either direction was open sand and empty surf. There was the occasional fisherman but he didn't mind them; they’d earned their time, too.

It was a perfect early fall day. The tourists were gone, the sun was shining, the air was still warm and humid, and the waves were high. The guys had been waiting and wo...

On the Road

Quick stop in the real Fir Hollow then it’s on to the beach.  More pics to come as I find creepy things. 

Summoning, pt. 2

“You came so hard you passed out.”  Tom sounded proud as he turned his phone in the other man’s direction.  “Don’t worry…I got the whole thing on video.”

Pete’s stomach dropped as he watched his frenzied, animalistic thrashings.  He was wild-eyed, his cock spraying like a fountain as he howled and bucked on the cummy floor.  It was both horrifying and mortifying, not to mention a pleasure like he’d ever experienced.  And things were just gettin...

Fir Hollow, ch. 23: Voting Options

Apologies for the delay! As far as the schedule goes, the final chapter will be up at the end of the month.  The schedule has it hitting right in the middle of my trip, so there will be a little break and then it will be up ASAP once I'm back.  I'll leave the voting options up a little longer since we have more time.  

Option 1: A local man starts selling his special scented candles, the aromas of which attract forces that cause the people exposed to them to swell with mu...

Summoning, pt. 1

*** This started as a vignette about a year ago, but I finally got around to finishing it.  The finale will be up next week! ***

“That’s the problem with souls…after a while they’re like ants, just crawling over everything.  The last thing I need is another one.”  The entity sighed and made a motion that suggested it would have rolled its eyes had it possessed any.  “But don’t think you’re off the hook.  A deal’s a deal.  You belong to me,...

Fir Hollow, ch. 23: Read All About It

*** Voting options to come! ***

Owen gave a long, low sigh as the old press clanged to life.  He still didn’t know how any of it was even possible, or what strange forces drove the process, but he couldn’t argue with the results.  No one could.  Though it helped that no one else even knew there were any results to feel contentious about.  At least he always made sure the involved parties were left happy enough.  Owen wasn’t actually interested in being vin...

The Forge (vignette)

“When I heard about this place I kinda thought it was a gym.  ‘The Forge’ would make a great lifter’s spot, you know?”  Kyle gave a short, nervous laugh as he looked around the dingy foundry.  It was cluttered with tongs, hammers, buckets, anvils, and tools of all kinds, while a layer of fine grey silt seemed to coat every surface, hanging in the air like a charcoal mist.  The heat was oppressive, and beads of sweat were already forming at the auburn ridge of his...

After the Thunder

*** Bonus post this week.  I put this up on another site and realized I never shared it for everyone here.  It was posted as a vignette a while back, so it might be familiar to some of you already.  A little different tone than the usual, so I hope you enjoy!***

There he goes again.  Mister Thunder, chasing some maniacal mad scientist.  Can’t even take a walk in this city without worrying about whether or not you’re going to run into a su...

Double Feature

“Alright...you two can come out now,” Todd said, banging on the exterior of the trunk before popping it open.  The brawny young man laughed at the sight of his two friends nestled together and raised an eyebrow.  “Unless you want some more time alone together?”

“No, thank you,” Kent grumbled, extricating himself from Dave’s arms.  The lean blonde clambered out of the trunk, opting to inspect his reflection in one of the windows instead of helping his friend ...

Fall Updates

Hi Everyone,

Hope you’re all doing well.  I just wanted to do a quick check-in about the schedule for next month, and give an update on Fir Hollow and the next interactive series.

Things might be a bit quieter than usual in October.  If everything goes according to plan I’m going to be out of town for a couple weeks on a much needed vacation that was derailed last year when my dad passed. My hope is to get some stories banked ahead of time, but if that doesn’t work...

Pleasure Road

“Is this it?”  Ian crept towards the edge, testing the remains of the bridge with a tentative foot before putting his full weight on the foundation.  They’d been hiking through the dusky woods for the past two hours, the shadows steadily growing longer and darker as the sun slipped towards the horizon.  It made for a stunning view from the ruined bridge.  The sky was an ombre inferno, with deep crimson giving way to lighter shades of red, orange and yellow with a nig...

Fir Hollow, ch. 22: Bullseye

Parker stared down at his massive new arms, jaw slack and eyes wide.  The ebony pistons were considerably larger than the rest of his comparatively wiry frame, bulging with chiseled muscle that stood on display as they hung out of his now-sleeveless shirt.  The loose top had sleeves when they’d arrived at the bar that night, but now, just like on all of Parker’s other shirts, the constricting fabric was gone for good.  The granite piledrivers weren’t freakishly misproport...

Fruit Cellar (vignette)

“What did you just say?”  Ryan blushed under Scott’s startled gaze, surprised that he hadn’t been able to keep the words from leaving his mouth.

“What do you mean?” The stocky, olive-hued man deflected.  “I said I’ve been having weird dreams ever since we opened that damned door.”

Scott shook his head.  “Uh-uh.  The last part.  You just said ‘he’s so fucking hot, and we...’ then trailed off.  And ‘then you’ what?”

Renovated

“Sorry ‘bout your luck, bro, but it’s not gonna happen,” Connor laughed, flashing a smug smile at himself in the rear-view mirror.  He pursed his plump lips, never tiring of his own wide jaw and chiseled cheekbones while Adam’s name once again flashed on the center console of his pickup.  He’d lost count of how many times the older man had called.  As usual he’d blocked the number, or at least tried to, but for whatever reason it wouldn’t stick.  Not that i...

Fir Hollow, vol. 3

Hi Everyone,

The latest eBook collection of Fir Hollow stories is up on Amazon for those of you who are interested.  You know the drill by now - same stories that are on here, just cleaned up a bit with a fresh edit, but no major changes.  If you'd like to add it to your collection you can do so here.  

Also, if you pick it (or any of the others) up and enjoy it, please feel free to leave a...

Becoming Familiar

“Come on, man!  That’s all my stuff!”  Nate stood in the doorway, a stern expression on his chiseled face.  He folded his brawny arms beneath his jutting shelf of a chest, his sturdy, trunk-like legs planted wide.  The pose, one he’d perfected during his days as a bouncer, showed off his broad, round shoulders and wide upper back, looking both intimidating and appealing.  With his buzzed, ochre hair, handsome features, and strapping physique Nate had been the ...

Fir Hollow, ch. 21: A Whittle Growth

“Looks like a good batch,” Ted said, giving an approving nod as he eyed the plethora of carven phalluses lining the table.  The wooden penises came in all shapes, sizes and levels of detail, from small, primitive fetishes to larger, intricately hewn works of art.  Some could be worn as a pendant or attached to a keychain, while others would be more at home on a shelf or displayed on an end table.  Despite their appearance they weren’t actually meant to be used as any kind...

He's Got the Touch (vignette)

Craig could feel it happening.  Even after all this time, after so many men, he was still in awe of the forces at work.  A bit terrified, too, though he knew how this would play out.  At least for himself.  The specifics always differed for each of the men, but his role was constant.  He was the bait, his body set the hook, and some cosmic accountant balanced the ledger by reeling them out of their old lives and into a new one.

It used to make Craig feel guilty....

Clothes Make the Man

“Here’s a deposit for the spank bank!”  Kyle winced as Mike’s sweat-soaked briefs hit him in the face.  His hands already full with a stuffed hamper, the scrawny young man had no way of avoiding the bundle of soiled gym clothes that came hurtling out of the other man’s bedroom.  The naked, raven-haired hunk followed, a smug grin plastered across his chiseled face.  “Thanks, champ.  Drink it in,” Mike said, his voice dripping with condescension.  He ...

Four. Years.

I’m continually blown away (not to mention grateful) that this page has been running for so long and that you all are still interested in these weird, dirty little stories.  Including vignettes and interactive chapters we recently crossed the 400 threshold, totaling more than a million words over the course of the last four years.  This latest one has certainly been a wild ride, but I hope these stories provided at least a little reprieve from all the craziness in the world.

Dollhouse

*** This was posted as a vignette back in the winter, but I never got around to putting it up for everyone.  I gave it a bit of a polish, so I hope you all enjoy! ***

Todd was starting to like it.  It was hard for the formerly straight stud to admit but, if he was being honest, the money now ranked second.  It always felt good; that was never the issue.  The technology that made his body constantly malleable did the same for his attractions, easil...

Fir Hollow, ch. 20: In the Orchard

“Why do you always have to get us kicked out,” Devon grumbled.  The lanky blonde glared at the back of Colby’s skull as they walked, his long arms folded defiantly.  “Unlimited booze and literally dozens of hot drunk girls, but you still just haaaad to fuck it up.”

“Get fucked, bro,” Colby spat.  “I didn’t hear you complaining about anything until AFTER we got caught, so don’t try and pin this all on me.”  The shorter brunette spun and returned ...

Short Pump (vignette)

*** Still working on this one, but I've got enough of a start to get it going. ***

Brendan trembled, his heart racing as he waited for confirmation.  Ordinarily he’d be humiliated at standing so exposed in his current state, but after the pair of nightmarish weeks he’d gone well past the point of embarrassment and deep into desperate territory.  He just wanted his dick back.  He missed going to the gym, his nightly hookups, and the ability to lounge around hi...

To the Top of the Temple, ch. 4

**** If you need to refresh yourself on the first three chapters, hit the "topofthetemple" tag first! ****

It was too much for Tony.  He’d almost been able to convince himself that the jarring change to his friend’s appearance had all been in his imagination.  He’d told himself it couldn’t really be possible, that someone’s body didn’t just warp like that, but now, seeing Matt’s plump new melons exposed and shaking at the front of the bustling bar, there...

Fir Hollow, ch. 19: Voting Options

Option 1: After spending the night in an abandoned rail car on an old stretch of tracks, a pair of friends find their cabooses growing and their tunnels ready for traffic.

Option 2: A local artisan cut down a sacred tree but becomes unable to carve anything other than phallic sculptures with it, which causes the men who buy them to undergo very specific growth spurts.

Option 3: While renovating his new house, a man discovers a tunnel in his basement that leads deep into the hillsi...

New Faith Inc.: Let the Dogs Out

“Dude, would you knock it off?!”  Brock squirmed in Jude’s grip, but the ochre-haired hunk couldn’t escape his friend’s pummeling hips.  He gave Chase a pleading look, but the blonde pretty-boy just shrugged and motioned with his eyes towards the old man on the other side of the desk.  The sound of Jude’s jackhammer humping seemed magnified in the stark office as the front of his chino shorts collided again and again with the ones straining around Brock’s perky bu...

Fir Hollow, ch. 19: Slippery When Wet

*** Voting options to come! ***

“Okay...let’s just...everyone be calm…” Cayden swallowed hard, his heart racing as he looked at his two friends.  He kept blinking, as if the act would somehow cause Jeremy’s shirt to resume its former position or Bryce’s shorts to slide back up his hairy legs.  He didn’t even know how either had come off in the first place.  They were spending the evening at Bryce’s house after a day of hiking and swimming up in the mountai...