thescreamingmoist

The First Day of the Rest of Your Life

Nick yawned and stretched, absently scratching at the trail of hair snaking up from under the front of his stuffed, black briefs.  “Dude…you’re just going out to water the plants,” he shrugged.  “What’s the big deal?”

Andrew opened his mouth to respond, but could only blink up at his friend in stunned silence.  It was all still too new, too overwhelming, to fully process.  The presence of his underwear-clad friend in his kitchen wasn’t unusual by itse...

From the Archives: Replicate, ch. 1

“I don’t know, man.  I’m not trying to end up super hairy,” Tom said, eyeing the ghostly trail of fur that snaked up from beneath the waist of his boxer briefs, stopping just short of his navel.  The wispy line was nowhere near as dark as the chestnut bush at the base of his thick cock, and it wouldn’t have stood out at all to his friend had the young jock not mentioned it.  Save for matching patches under his arms, and a light dusting on his legs, Tom’s lean body w...

Authenticity (vignette)

*** Just a rough sketch of an idea I wanted to get down before I forgot about it! ***

“I can’t believe you did this,” I said, squeezing Paul’s hand to convey my simultaneous sympathy and frustration.  “What the fuck were you thinking?!”

The sculpted, sandy-haired stud shook his head, using his free hand to gesture down at himself.  I’d seen Paul in his underwear plenty of times, anyone who followed him on social media was already intimat...

Picture A Second Chance

“How can you say that?!” Austin roared, his round, full face flushed with anger.  He wasn’t worried about keeping his voice down, it was after midnight on a Tuesday morning so they had the boardwalk mostly to themselves, but he doubted that he could have held back either way.  “How can you look me in the face and tell me it wasn’t real?”

David sighed and rubbed his sharper, more distinguished face in frustration.  Though they were both in their early forties t...

Overcast, ch. 2: Caught

Luke groaned around the warm organ filling his mouth, feeling as though each and every one of his ample muscles was melting.  His strong, gym-calloused hands clung to Matt’s plump rear while his head bobbed, leaving his own exposed rod untouched and oozing.  He wanted nothing more than to tear his stocky friend out of his clothes, to grab the open fly and elastic waist of the other man’s jeans and boxers, to peel them away like the skin of a buff, hairy banana.  But he held...

From the Archives - Fir Hollow, ch. 12: Tending the Garden

It wasn’t actually Larry’s garden; at least not in the way most people thought.  The bent, wrinkled old man who tended the sprawling beds hadn’t planted any of the vibrant flowers as much as he’d inherited them.  But even then, Larry wasn’t sure he could inherit something he left for himself.  It was complicated.  He remembered being a young boy growing up in Fir Hollow, watching the town expand and contract like a set of mountain lungs as jobs came and went. &nb...

Crack the Code, vol. 4 Now Available

Hi Everyone,

The final (for now) volume of Crack the Code is up on Amazon for anyone who's interested.  Same deal as always - the stories are the same as what was posted here originally, just given another pass for grammar/typos.  I edit them a couple times before they go up here, but I'm always amazed at how many make it through.  

Turn The Key (full story)

*** I posted the first part of this as a vignette a few weeks ago, but it now has a proper second half.  Enjoy! ***

Dylan’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the ambiguous instructions.  The stack of accordioned pages stretched taller than either his or Adam’s six-foot height when fully unfurled, the lack of any coherent text making the deciphering that much harder.  All the flustered, dark-haired man had to work with was a series of crude, humanoid drawings, eac...

Move It (vignette)

Bobby looked around at the empty room, surprised by the sight.  The weathered wood floors and peeling floral wallpaper were familiar enough, as were the towering ceilings and arched doorways.  The dark shapes of picture frames, untouched for decades, peppered the sun-bleached walls like geometric acne, while the lingering stench of musty books and dusty furniture still lingered in the air.  Bobby had been surrounded by all of it for hours, there’d been no escaping the stale m...

From the Archives - Kingsbury Harbor, ch. 21: A Small Change

“Wow.  What was her problem,” Spence grumbled, turning away from the dark-haired woman sauntering in the opposite direction along the beach.  He reached down and adjusted his thick package, consoling the twitching organ with a reassuring squeeze through his trunks.  He’d made what he thought was an expert pass at the raven-haired beauty, but she clearly hadn’t viewed his eager hands that way.  Still, despite his wounded ego, the tanned blonde lingered on the memory...

Ground Rules

Staring at Duke’s stuffed, crimson briefs, Brandon couldn’t decide which was worse: the envy or the hunger.  The elastic clung to his friend’s tight, ebony waist, accentuating the other man’s impressive abs, while the thin, straining material showed off its girthy contents in intimate detail.  Brandon could clearly see the width, length and mushrooming head of his friend’s sizable cock as it was pressed forward by the heavy, potent balls below.  It was a sight he’d ...

Here We Are Again

Hi Everyone,

This is weird to say: the page officially turns six today.  Apparently the sixth anniversary gift is supposed to be "candy or iron," which honestly feels like some straight person nonsense because those are very confusing options.  Can we just do "wood" again like last year?

What's not at all confusing is my appreciation for everyone who continues to share their time with me and support this kinky little corner of the internet.  I'm not going to lie...w...

Overcast, ch. 1: Just A Normal Day

*** Here we go! Apologies for the delayed start! ***

Owen shivered, gritting his teeth against the overwhelming desire coursing through him.  He refused to give in.  His mammoth, ten-inch cock was rigid and exposed, his hefty bull-balls churning and ready, but he wouldn’t touch them.  He wouldn’t touch the hard little nipples poking off the crests of his prominent pecs either, or run his fingers through the light dusting of raven hair that peppered his sculpted torso....

From the Archives - Curse of the Magenta Eyes

“True, it’s not great news for some, but I think we can spare a few dumb farmhands for a profit margin of this size, right?  And about the lost pensions...well, If they didn’t have another retirement plan in place that’s not really our problem.”  Craig grinned at the men seated around the conference table, his cheerful expression a sharp contrast to his message of cutting jobs and denying retirement benefits to a large chunk of their workforce.  As a senior executive ...

Blind Box

“Bro…look at me!”

Eric could only blink in stunned silence as Billy spread his sculpted arms, the other man’s naked, perfect frame slowly rotating before him.  The blonde hunk was objectively gorgeous, with broad shoulders, a wide back, and heavy pecs looming above his pinched, tapering waist.  The rigid log of a cock and churning balls looked equally impressive, as did the meaty thighs framing in the girthy equipment on either side, though Billy’s ample, gravity def...

I Haven't Forgotten...

...about the next interactive!  I had the naive hope that things at the day job would calm  down after our big project launch last month, but that has not been the case.  They finally look like they're getting there, it's just taken a few more weeks than I thought it would.  Still hope to have the first chapter up by the end of the month!

In the meantime, if you're looking for something new to listen to, 2023-08-18 13:30:10 +0000 UTC View Post

From the Archives - Make It a Double, ch. 12

“We’ll have to do this again,” Owen grinned, leaning over to give Ben a peck on the forehead before rolling off the bed.  Ben watched the brawny hulk stand and stretch, loving the barely visible nub that was almost entirely obscured by the older man’s meaty thighs.

“Anytime,” Ben yawned, feeling a thrill when he sat up and his stolen girth flopped against his thigh.  He gave one of Owen’s muscled cheeks a squeeze, his enlarged organ throbbing at the memory of bei...

Hidden Passages: Spell It Out

Tom’s eyes narrowed as he looked up at his friend.  He knew James still didn’t fully believe him, but he couldn’t fault the taller brunette for that since he still hadn’t fully wrapped his own head around what was happening.  The very notion of a magic book being real in the first place was preposterous, yet he couldn’t think of any other explanation for the strange turn their day had taken.  “I’m telling you, dude…this has to be it,” the short blonde said, ke...

From The Archives: How Much Is That Jock In The Window?

Bryce had no idea where he was or how he got there.  The last thing he remembered was being at home.  He was on summer break from his classes at the university and had gone for a visit which, until now, had been unremarkable.  His trips home always were.  They consisted of idle days spent working out, eating forced dinners with the folks, and then washing it all down by hanging out with high school friends he didn’t have much in common with anymore.  If he was reall...

Turn The Key (vignette)

Dylan’s eyes narrowed as he looked at the ambiguous instructions.  The stack of accordioned pages stretched taller than either his or Adam’s six-foot height when fully unfurled, the lack of any coherent text making the deciphering that much harder.  All the flustered, dark-haired man had to work with was a series of crude, humanoid drawings, each one adorned with a series of dots and corresponding arrows.  The symbols indicated where on Adam’s body he was supposed to put ...

Where There's Smoke

“I don’t want to make shit weird, bro, but you taste great.”

Russ let out a short laugh and raised an eyebrow as he looked down at the blonde pretty-boy currently going to town on his cock.  Dave had only interrupted his rhythm long enough to deliver the jarring compliment before resuming his increasingly skilled bobbing, the handsome hunk’s soft, full lips forming a vacuum seal around the dark-haired man’s oozing girder.  “You DIDN’T want to make things weird, y...

Payment Issues

Hi everyone,

Just a quick heads up - I got an email from Patreon with the following info. Not sure if anyone’s been impacted, but just in case. Sorry for any issues if you’ve been encountering them! Here’s the message:

“An issue with a payment partner is causing a slightly higher-than-normal number of your patron payments to be declined by their banks. We've traced the increased declines back to payments system upgrades required by one of our processing partners. Patrons m...

If You Find Yourself...

...in Cleveland, be sure to stop by The Edge and pick up some Titus swag.  

From the Archives - Under the Hills: Members Only

Michael took another slow sip of his drink, using the motion to hide his grin.  He didn’t want to seem too eager.  He’d gone out to one of his usual hunting spots, a flashy, boutique pub with drinks that cost more than full meals elsewhere, when his new friend began chatting him up.  Luca was like most of the patrons, young and handsome, with a fit body, a full head of jet-black hair, and interests that went far beyond simple conversation.  Michael hadn’t yet made up...

Blue Eyed & Blessed: Territory

“Wait…you’re gay?”  Luke felt himself blush.  He shifted uncomfortably as he stood in nothing but his boxers, his hands instinctively drifting down to cover the outlined cock that pushed against the threadbare fabric.

Eric, fully clothed in nylon shorts and a slim, fitted t-shirt, folded his toned arms across his chest, his expression as defiant as his body language.  “You mean you didn’t know,” he asked, fixing the former jock with a surprisingly stern gaze...

Not What You Asked For (vignette)

*** Dusted off some characters from this one. ***

“This is such bullshit,” Todd spat, balling his imposing fists as he glared down at his plump, juicy shelf.  The oversized pecs were unnaturally large, thick, solid and round, with nubby, lightning rod nipples simmering in the open air.  The granite mounds were also cumbersome and unwieldy, not only limiting his range of ...

From the Archives - It's Academic: The Detectives

*** Another way back one from 2017.  This was a quick follow up I did to "It's Academic".  I'd planned on going back for more, but that clearly didn't happen. ***

“I need them taken care of.  They’ve come around twice now.  They can’t pin anything but I really don’t need them digging.”  Josh watched Hank prance by in his new, perfect body, grinning from ear to ear.  That dim smile was always plastered across the former professor’s face ...

Wanna Bet?

“Wait…that shit was real?!”  Aiden’s eyes were wide, his pretty mouth agape as he gawked at the smaller brunette.  A part of the towering, dark-skinned stud was relieved at finally having a potential answer to the perpetual limpness his girthy hose had acquired, even if the rest of him refused to believe it.

“Of course it was,” Isaac said, as if it should have been obvious.  “Didn’t you read the contract?  I watched you look it over before you signed ...

From the Archives: Something In Return

*** Another oldie from 2018 ***

“Wait, wait, wait...please tell me you didn’t do what I think you did?”  Beckett dropped the small towel from around his waist and rummaged through his suitcase for a clean pair of briefs, his muscled body glistening from the recent shower.

Spencer turned the small, carved stones over in his hands to politely avoid looking at his naked friend’s thick, dangling cock, following the rules of the locker room even in their small res...

Staycation

Ben blinked at the familiar, early morning skyline, confused.  He was supposed to be on a Staycation.  He should have opened his eyes on a tropical paradise, not the ceiling of his bedroom.  His bare feet should have been treading over soft, warm sand, not padding across the smooth floor of his apartment as he stepped out into the shared living room.  Everything was exactly as it should have been.  His briefcase sat against the far wall by the front door, right where ...