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Making a Connection, part 1

“What is this thing?”  Rob picked up the small, ornate box and slid the top panel open.  Other than a slight pungent odor it was empty.  

Dean snatched it out of his friend’s hand.  “Aw, man, you weren’t supposed to open it.”  

Rob laughed at his friend’s mysterious disappointment.  “Sorry dude, what was it?”  

Dean blushed and looked away.  “Nothing.  Don’t worry about it.”

“Oh, yeah, that settles it,” ...

Friendly Rivals

*** This is an old one that was originally posted years and years ago as an image story under the title "Academic Changes."  It never got cross-posted anywhere else, so hopefully this will be new for at least some of you.  ***

Brett was fuming. He stood on the pier under a concrete sky, the weather a perfect complement to his dour mood. The pier was empty - even the most dedicated fishermen knew when to take a hint from Mother Nature. A massive storm was coming, Brett’s ...

Interactive: The Idol, ch. 3

*** The winning option from the last poll was "Chris makes Alex finish while he watches." ***

Alex shot up on the bed, his increasingly buff body turning red from head to toe with embarrassment.  “Oh, oh god, dude, I’m so sorry!  I don’t know what I was…”

“Whoa, bud, chill out,” Chris laughed from the door.  He cocked his head and stared at Alex long enough to make the other man increasingly uncomfortable.  “Holy shit...you really ARE bigger...

Still here!

Sorry for the relative radio silence this week! September is crunch time at my day job, but I've got a lot of stuff lined up to come your way very soon, so I appreciate the patience. As always, if there's something specific you like to see in your stories drop me a line or comment on here and let me know. 

Thanks for reading and the support!

The Ring (Vignette)

When I got home Nick was lounging on the couch, his large frame making the sofa look small beneath him.  “I still say you need to spend more time lifting and less time running,” he said as I closed the door.  

“So I’ve heard…all the time.”  I knew Nick from college but we’d never been friends.  We had mutual acquaintances and we just happened to be in need of a roommate at the same time.  I didn’t know much about him, but I figured at least he’d be fu...

Interactive: The Idol, ch. 2

Chris held the idol close to his face to get a better look at the strange stone.  It was cold to the touch and didn’t seem to be getting any warmer the longer he held it.  “I don’t even know what kind of rock this is.”  

Alex laughed.  “Oh, ‘cause you’re a geologist now?  They teach a lot of that in your accounting classes?”  

“Fuuuuuck you,” Chris said, slapping at Alex’s slim, washboard stomach.  

“Seriously though, dude,...

Door to Door: The First Night

Chad panted up at the man, his head clearing.  He was mortified at what he’d just done.  The horror of the thick, heavy cock draped against his stomach came rushing back as it oozed the same liquid that was currently running down his face.  

“Have fun?”  The man tucked himself away and grinned down at the addled stud.  

“Oh yes papa,” Chad purred when he wished he could have screamed.  He sat up and winced internally when his thick snake flopped fo...

Hoodoo Husband

*** This is a short custom story, posted with recipient's permission.  If you're interested in one of your own, let me know! ***

John stared into his coffee while he spoke, feeling foolish for even being there. A hoodoo woman? It was ridiculous. 

“The things I'll do for that man,” he’d sighed as he stood outside, afraid to go in.  The shop was a nondescript brick storefront with a small sign in the window advertising tarot readings and a psychic.  The...

Interactive: The Idol

*** The first interactive story!  This is going to involve some trial and error, but for now, I'll present the story chunks and then there will be poll options for how it should move forward.  I don't want to set myself up for failure by setting a hard and fast schedule for these, but if you want your vote to count, get it in early.  Don't feel bad if your choice doesn't win, I'm not ruling out going in multiple directions.  Or if you like where it's going and want something ...

Spiral Dance, part 2

Jay did his best to avoid people on the sidewalk as he hurried into the  store.  Bernie was in his usual spot behind the counter and beamed when  Jay walked in.   
 

"Jay! You took off so fast yesterday I didn't get a chance to ask if  you liked Natalia," he said with a greasy smile.  "You know the booths  aren't open yet, right?"   
 

"Natalia?"  Jay tried to keep his voice low.  "Who the fuck is  Natalia? ...

Spiral Dance, part 1

"There he is!"  The grizzled old man behind the counter smiled warmly as Jay walked in.   
 

"Hey Bernie," Jay said with a less enthusiastic smile as he  approached the counter.  He came to the shop almost every day but Bernie  still creeped him out.  He couldn't peg the dumpy man's age, and he  tried to limit conversation as much as possible, but he guessed mid-50s.   His clothes were usually stained and he always had a perpetual scruf...

The Music Festival (Vignette)

It didn’t take Nick long to find the music.  He followed the throbbing beat until it was almost deafening and he could see the lasers lighting up the trees above him.  Any hopes he had of doing his fire dancing were dashed when he saw the packed, shoulder-to-shoulder dance floor.  His disappointment was short-lived when, like the rest of the festival, he saw that it was only men dancing.  If he wasn’t going to get laid out of it, no sense in going through all the effort. ...

Roommates (Vignette)

“Damn, dude, the gym kicked my ass today.” Steve came out of the steamy bathroom, a towel wrapped loosely around his trim waist. Beads of water dripped from his raven scalp, trickling down his broad shoulders and wide back. He pulled his right arm across his furry pecs with his left and twisted, stretching out his tight, lean torso. He couldn't figure out why he felt so sore all of a sudden. His sculpted chest, toned abs, and thick arms were evidence enough that he spent plenty of time worki...

Door to Door

Chad knew he was ripping people off; he just didn’t care.  As far as he was concerned if someone was too stupid to sign something without reading it or understanding it, that was their problem.  His only priority was getting people signed up for their “utility savings” so he could get paid.  Every name meant more money in his paycheck.  Young, old, black, white, rich, poor; none of that mattered.  He’d rip off the little old lady living on her social security jus...

Impatience

“Kyle…Kyle, put your shirt back on.” Jeff settled in a chair while his young friend frantically struggled with the buttons, too excited to even shed his jacket or tie. “Let’s say for a minute that I believe you. I don’t, by the way, but let’s just say that I did. I still didn’t agree to anything.” 

“Oh come on Jeff! You taught me everything I know about winning an argument, so can we just skip this part for once?” Kyle tugged the last of his shirt free and...

You Don't Get Something for Nothing

Ben stood on the pier, feeling foolish and a bit creepy.  He’d been  trying to be inconspicuous as he stared at the group of guys working out  on the beach.  Not that they would have cared.  They knew exactly how  good their glistening, buff bodies looked in their little shorts.   That’s what Ben wanted.  He was tired of grinding in the gym to zero  results.  Sure, he was toned, but he wanted gains.  He wanted those  guys, who ...

Backfire, Part 3

For the second day in a row, Brendan was confused when he woke up.  He  was back in Tyler’s room when the last thing he remembered was being on  the couch, and he felt fantastic.  He soon realized why when he saw  Tyler’s head buried between his legs.   
 

“Mmm…’mornin,” he yawned, folding his arms behind his head.  He  watched his giant pecs rise and fall while his grogginess faded.   Whatever Tyler was doing felt fant...

Backfire, Part 2

To say that Brendan was confused when he woke up was an understatement.   He’d only been asleep for a few hours, so his brain was slow in putting  together why he was naked in bed with Tyler in his friend’s room.  It  only took one prod from Tyler’s sleeping erection to bring the memories  back.  His stomach dropped and his heart started racing.  Though parts  of it worked, the spell had clearly gone very, very wrong.   
 

Ye...

Backfire, Part 1

Brendan's hands trembled as he slipped the liquid into Tyler's morning  protein shake. His friend always made them the night before, which made  this part easy.  Tyler was sound asleep, he could hear him snoring in  his room, and Brendan was convinced his friend had no idea that  something was up.  His hands weren’t trembling out fear; he was past the  point of second thoughts.  They were shaking out of excitement.  He'd  been friends, and live...

It's Academic, Part 2

Hank stirred slowly.  His first thought on opening his eyes was that he  had no idea where he was.  He was face down on a couch that wasn’t his  own.
 

“Mornin’ sleepy head.”   
 

Hank turned his head, squinting against the bright sunlight and saw  Bryan sitting in the chair.  The young man’s hair was still messy from  bed and he had a thick stubble on his lean cheeks.  He was drinking  coffee with one hand ...

It's Academic, Part 1

Hank watched the young man lap him for the second time, seemingly no  worse for the wear.  The spry young man was shirtless, showing off a  ripped, deceptively built torso.  At first glance he could be mistaken  for skinny until you saw the defined pecs, six-pack, and arms that  doubled in size at the slightest movement.  He had on a pair of small,  thin running shorts that showed off his long, toned legs and perky  bubble.  The younger man had n...

Subject Matter

Since this page is getting up and running, what subject matter does everyone want to see in future stories?  

Doors: Alternate Ending

Brad felt the silky material  against his skin before he even opened his eyes.  He knew the warm,  solid body pressed against him belonged to Kyle.  His friend felt  gigantic.  Brad pressed his eyes shut even harder and prayed this was  all a nightmare.   
 

“Wha…” Kyle stirred next to him, his deep, sleepy voice sending a  shiver through Brad.  “Brad…?  Brad!  What the fuck did you do?!”   
 ...

Doors

Brad sighed and kicked at a rotting baseboard, dis

Black Brook Road, Part 2

We made plans to set out early the next morning.  Greg said he knew  where the entrance was that would at least get us close.  We'd have to  good it through some storm sewers, but once we were in there was a  connected tunnel. Or at least there should be. Once we were well into  the tunnels we’d need to rely on some old blueprints and luck, if you  wanted to call it that.  Looking back, I wonder if we ever had any  choice at all, or if it had its cl...

Black Brook Road, Part 1

I should have written this all down sooner.  It’s still hard to use  these fingers.  Even over a year later they don’t feel like mine.  It  feels like I’m stuck in someone else’s body and I don’t always get a say  in what it does.  But I have to get it down.  Our lives before are  starting to feel like a dream.  I need to remind myself they were real.   WE were real.  This is the nightmare.   
 

This i...