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Shakeup

“Yes! Yes! Fuck yes!” Bobby roared, thrusting his arms into the air. The pose accentuated his athletic frame, simultaneously showing off the impressive size of the well-muscled limbs, along with the breadth of his shoulders and the tapering of his torso. The thin blue cotton of his t-shirt was stretched tight over his plump pecs, the bottom lifting to display the blonde’s defined abs and the trail of golden hair that crept up from beneath the exposed waist of the young hunk’s boxe...

Overcast, ch. 28: Drive Me

Donny hated driving. He hated being stuck behind the wheel, unable to move the body he’d worked so hard to build. After something as grueling as the triathlon the chestnut-haired jock had just completed, most people probably would have relished the opportunity for some down time. But not Donny. Since childhood, he’d had a perpetual inability to sit still, a constant need to move and to be in motion that, at twenty eight, had shown no signs of changing. It had made school a challenge ...

From the Archives: Make It a Double, ch. 10

“Reigning champs, comin’ through!” Dylan shoved his way through the crowd, drinks in hand. The tall jock loved the dirty looks from the people he shouldered out of the way as much as his two friends who trailed behind.

“Would you assholes keep it on the field,” Brad sighed as the trio made their way back to the table.

“Dude, relax,” Josh said, squaring his broad shoulders and looking around the crowded bar. “We’re just letting the other teams know who’s ...

Coming Into Focus

Sam leaned into Nick’s meaty embrace, wrapping one of his own arms around the dark-haired hulk’s tight waist while his friend’s heavy piston rested on his shoulders. Walking down the street in such an intimate fashion with another man normally would have made the blonde uncomfortable, but at the moment it felt right. It was nearly three in the morning, well past the point of discovery in the quiet little neighborhood, and they both still buzzed with the lingering excitement of their e...

From the Archives - Overcast, ch. 4: No Place Like

The small Cape Cod certainly didn’t look menacing. Nestled on an unassuming suburban street, with a tidy lawn and well-tended flowerbeds, there was nothing sinister, or even remarkable, about it. The compact structure was no looming Victorian mansion with decaying arches and broken windows towering over a weed-infested walkway. Storm clouds didn’t hover perpetually above a gabled roof, nor did eerie mists cling to the facade at all hours. There were no skeletal trees scratching at win...

Big & Small (vignette)

Trace took a slow, deep breath, his bulbous pecs expanding against the afternoon sun. The muscled mounds were sculpted and huge, just like the arms folded beneath the platinum blonde’s head. With his baked bronze skin, kept smooth from the eyebrows down, Trace looked like the trophy that he’d become. His physique and features were certainly statuesque, his well-muscled frame capped by a jaw that seemed to widen daily, a matched set of razor cheekbones, a sturdy nose, and a pair of plum...

Give The People What They Want, pt. 2

Mason didn’t know what to do. A part of him wanted to run after the man, to demand that he fix everything, but already the certainty he’d just felt was starting to fade. Was there even anything to fix? And how could some random guy in a locker room do something as impossible as make him permanently naked? It was a ridiculous thought, and Mason knew it.

He also had other priorities. At the stranger’s suggestion, the burly brunette turned and caught the handsome hunk behind h...

From the Archives: Under The Hills

“What are we supposed to be looking for again?” Mack asked as he slowed the cruiser to a crawl. The brawny officer did a sweeping pass with the car’s spotlight, the beam slicing through the dark countryside like a scalpel. It splashed against the lone structure at the end of the winding dirt road, a small farmhouse whose weathered stone walls looked as though they’d stood vigil for centuries above the rocky Italian hills. There were no lights visible inside, nor were there any oth...

Overcast, ch. 27: Caught In The Act

“You sure you want to get out here? Probably don’t need me to tell you this ain’t the best neighborhood.”

Bill looked up and down the dark, deserted street, lined on both sides by dilapidated buildings and peppered with the skeletal remains of abandoned vehicles. A few streetlights stood as silent sentries, losing their war with the shadows that grew deeper and stretched longer whenever one of their brethren was smashed or otherwise winked out of operation. The illumination...

Give The People What They Want, pt. 1

Muscle was Mason’s identity. Lifting wasn’t just a hobby to stay healthy; it was his entire personality. He was the guy at the office who ate on the hour, who brought snacks and protein shakes to meetings, who carried a gym bag along with his briefcase. The cabinets above his desk contained a tidy row of bottles, supplements to be consumed at regular intervals, and the chestnut-haired hunk could count on one hand the number of times he’d actually used his chair as opposed to standing...

From the Archives - Kingsbury Harbor ch. 5: The Fog

Captain Ed knew the fog would be out there. It whispered to him in his sleep for the past week, filling his dreams with its hunger. It wouldn’t wait much longer. If he didn’t bring something soon it would make its way towards land, and even the Captain wouldn’t be spared then. He’d started to fear he’d have to take folks from town, something he hated to do unless it was absolutely necessary. Captain Ed had done it before, and he knew the sacrifice of the few meant the safety of...

From the Archives: Augmented

“You all need to understand who’s really at fault here. I know you think I’M the monster, but it was your friend Nate who decided to involve you in this, not me.” Isaac motioned to the strapping auburn-haired man, grinning at the tall hunk’s stricken expression. The brawny bull stood opposite his three friends, looking small and powerless despite his imposing frame. Under normal circumstances they were a quartet that turned heads wherever they went, a group of fit, strikingly ha...

From the Archives: Short End

“Hey man, you, uh, got a second?”

Tom took a deep breath and rolled his eyes before looking away from the screen, the reaction surprising him.  It wasn’t the frustration that caught him off guard, but the very fact that “frustration” was the primary emotion in the first place.  Seeing Chad’s naked, sculpted frame standing at the threshold of his room should have sparked an entirely different response, especially the long, thick log that pointed eagerly in Tom’s d...

New Kingsbury Collection & Schedule Update

Hi Everyone,

We've finally had enough new Kingsbury Harbor stories over the last couple years to justify another collection, which is officially up on Amazon if you're interested. You know, a nice beachy collection just in time for cold weather (I didn't really plan this one out appropriately).

Also - I'm hopefully going out of town later this week, so the next vignette will be slightly delayed. I'll ...

Startup

Justin’s heart started racing as soon as he stood. He didn’t think his boss had been telling the truth, didn’t understand how what he’d heard could be remotely possible, but there was no denying that something had changed. The lean, dark-haired hunk had stood a towering 6’5” since puberty, well over a decade at this point, and the abrupt loss of even an inch was immediately noticeable. His tight button down clung a little less, his fitted chinos now covering a bit more of his l...

Overcast, ch. 26: Like You

Doug beamed as he walked through the door, his sharp, stubble-covered cheeks split by a broad grin. The olive-hued hunk could barely contain himself, more eager to see his roommate than he’d ever been in the past. It wasn’t that he and Billy didn’t get along or didn’t like each other, just that they didn’t really have anything in common. Doug was a jock through and through, far more focused on all things related to his body than to his brain, and Billy was the exact opposite. Th...

From the Archives: Safety Net (w/both endings)

Jason stared at the grunting brute of a man on the monitor with a growing pit in his stomach. The burly stud was clearly enjoying himself, moaning and whimpering like a beast while his ample muscle shook from the jackhammer pounding he was receiving. The huge, oozing club wagging wildly between his trunk-like thighs made his athletic partner’s sizeable equipment look small by comparison. Everything did. The groaning, ecstatic giant stood an impressive 6’4” and was pushing three hund...

Kingsbury Harbor: Beautification

Aiden stared at his stocky reflection, uncertain whether or not he recognized the stranger as himself. The man’s short, brown hair looked like his own, and his strong-jawed features were familiar, if not exactly as they should have been. The cheeks seemed a bit too sharp, the lips a bit too plump, and the skin a bit too smooth. Aiden kept thinking his face should have been more weathered, just like the body looming below. Though he seemed to stand the proper height, and his broad-should...

From the Archives - Fruiting Bodies, ch. 9

Will’s stomach continued its journey south when the elevator’s rapid descent came to an unexpected halt just above ground level. It was one of the few shafts that opened directly into his penthouse, and while it passed other floors on the vertical journey, his badge should have overridden anyone else’s attempt at using it until he was done. Tom and Dave could have intercepted the car but he’d checked on them before leaving and knew they were both busy elsewhere, which only left one ...

Leaked (vignette)

Andy whimpered and bit his lip, instinctively trying to hold back the impending explosion. It was a moot point, his aching cock was already exposed and trails of liquid already streamed down his chest, to say nothing of the dampness between his cheeks, but the reflex hadn’t entirely faded. Cumming, especially in his new geyser fashion, still felt like something that should occur in private, not wherever the groaning blonde happened to be, and not in front of whoever he happened to be aroun...

Flipped

“Dude, get that thing away from me,” Cody barked, jumping back as if Noah held a hissing viper. “You can fuck yourself over all you want, just leave me out of it.”

The dark-haired man grinned as he held the coin up between thumb and forefinger. At first glance it looked like an ordinary quarter, but a closer inspection revealed the intricate etchings that lined the perimeter on each side. “You can’t tell me you’re not tempted, man,” Noah said, swallowing the coin in...

Overcast, ch. 25: Bulges

“Hard to believe tomorrow’s the big day,” Gage said, his thick arms flexing as he rested his hands on his hips. The stance emphasized all of the dark-haired hunk’s appealing proportions, from his broad shoulders and wide back, to his sculpted pecs and tapering waist. With his fingers pointing the way, the discreet lump in the front of his mesh shorts was made noticeable, though the meaty bubble at his back likely drew more attention as it formed a shelf for the bottom of his tight t...

From the Archives: I Heard About Your Roommates

Connor paused the game, certain he’d misheard his friend. They’d been in the middle of mowing down an alien horde, their usual nightly ritual, so it had taken a moment for Ian’s odd statement to register. “Wait…what did you just say,” he asked, adjusting the volume on his headset for extra clarity.

Though they were on opposite coasts, the other man’s voice came through as if they shared the same room. “Dude, why’d you pause it,” Ian responded, asking his own q...

Seven Years.

Hi Everyone,

Some wild numbers: Today marks the seventh anniversary of the page, and we also just crossed 650 stories with yesterday’s post. It gets even stranger when I think about the fact that I average around 340,000-ish words per year, which puts us at roughly 2,380,000 words since this page started. For context, all five Game of Thrones books combined clock in at 1,770,000 words.

That’s a lot of writing on my part, and a lot of reading on yours. Whether you’ve bee...

Upload

Mark’s heart thundered in his exposed chest, his head spinning from the rapid transition. The last thing he remembered was being in David’s lab, fully clothed in his usual wardrobe of gym shorts and muscle shirt. “Fully clothed” may have been a stretch, as the small shorts left the majority of the blonde’s muscled thighs on display, while the loose, open sides of the top did the same for his tanned, sculpted torso, but it was still significantly more coverage than the bright cherr...

Kingsbury Harbor: Along for the Ride (vignette)

 A reappearance of a special pair of glasses in this one.

Jason jogged down the beach, his bare pecs bouncing as he trotted over the sand. An errant breeze had grabbed the frisbee, carrying it much farther and higher than Sam’s intended toss. He’d jumped for it, his sturdy legs launching his athletic frame well into...

From the Archives: 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 day while out for a...

New eBook

Hi Everyone,

I put Immersion together as an ebook for anyone who's interested. Same chapters as they were presented here, but since it was such a long one I figured it deserved its own cover.

I'm thinking about a virtual setting for the next interactive? Nothing set in stone yet, just an idea. Let me know if you have strong feelings one way or the other.

As always, thanks for reading and for ...

Bloomer, pt. 2

That plan was easier said than done. Tyson had spent the rest of the day adjusting to his foggy new thoughts and massive new body, opting to ignore the clothes Hank had brought for him. He could squeeze into them, but the large muscle shirt fit like a crop top and what should have been baggy mesh shorts clung like lycra. He also liked looking at his new body, loving the way his comically broad shoulders made his muscle gut appear to taper, and he didn’t think the novelty of his meaty bub...

Interactive Update

Hi Everyone,

As readers who've been around for a while are familiar, I usually let the interactives run for about a year before switching them up. We're hitting that point with Overcast, but we're also entering budget season at my day job. My new gig is to supervise the entire agency budget, so I'm basically alternating between the melting/gritted teeth emoji for the next few weeks. 

I hope you don't mind if we stick with this setup for a little longer. I have a few ideas...