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New eBook

Hi Everyone,

Quick heads up - Crack the Code, vol. 3 is now available for anyone who's interested.  You can find it here.  

Also don't forget to save the Titus Moorhead page.  

As always, thanks for reading and for the support!

Unlocked (vignette)

Alex shivered, his smooth skin breaking out in goosebumps as the pulsing beam caused his athletic frame to tingle.  The fit brunette hadn’t felt anything at first, but after a few minutes under the strobing lights his body had begun to experience what he could only describe as an internal hum.  It was as if he’d been covered in cell phones all set to vibrate, and they were all ringing at once.  The sensation wasn’t unpleasant, and as he felt his exposed cock start to twit...

From the Archives: Reflected

It wasn’t real.  It couldn’t be.  Curses didn’t exist outside of fiction, and even if they did it was only in remote, far off places, not in a massive museum in a major metropolitan area.  Ian kept telling himself that, repeating the ideas in his head like a mantra, but they did nothing to change what he saw reflected in his mirror, or dull the foreign sensation of soft, silky hair brushing against his fingers when he ran a hand across his chest.

It all started with...

Beach Body

*** As I mentioned in the earlier post, this is the story where I first played around with the Caster idea.  It was posted as a vignette a few months ago, but I polished it up so everyone can check it out in preparation. ***

Erik’s burly arms were folded across his barrel torso as he looked over Andy’s shoulder at the other man’s reflection.  “I mean…don’t you already have what you’re after?  I’m looking at you in nothing but your briefs and I’m...

Crack the Code, ch. 22: Called Out

Todd shook his head as he watched Brady slowly curl each dumbbell, silently wishing that the other man’s rotten interior could have matched his pristine exterior.  Instead, there was an inverse relationship, and Brady’s personality only became more grating the bigger he got.  There was no denying that the shirtless stud was a hunk.  With his wide, dimpled chin, pouty lips, dreamy eyes, dark hair, and strapping physique, it was the only word for him.  His voice was deep...

Interactive/Schedule Update

Hi Everyone,

This coming chapter of Crack the Code is going to close things out for now.  There are still stories I want to tell in that world, but they have more to do with the Code Breaker and the lore behind the System, and those don't really lend themselves to the whole interactive setup.  Sorry for the short notice - when I was looking at where things stand, this just feels like a good place to cut it for now. 

But, if you read Monday's story, that gave you a g...

From the Archives: Hashtag, ch. 2

Troy could hardly contain his excitement when he heard Blane enter the apartment and kick off his shoes.  His roommate always worked out after leaving the office, and though it was no later than any other afternoon, the waiting had felt like an eternity.  Troy knew as soon as he walked out of his bedroom he’d find the other man in the kitchen, fresh from the gym and chugging a protein shake, providing him with the perfect opportunity to snap a photo without his friend noticing. &n...

Cosigned

Coming home to find Noah in nothing but a pair of briefs had stopped being surprising for Brad.  Ever since he’d helped his friend purchase the stunning new body, the strawberry-blonde stud liked to wear as little as possible.  Brad couldn’t blame him.  After years of being barely average at best, Noah had every right to flaunt his new looks.  Thin shoulders were now big and broad, his friend’s unremarkable chest now loomed as a set of plump, muscled mounds, the once...

As Promised

Hi Everyone,

Like I mentioned a few weeks ago, I donated all the writing proceeds this month to the Colors+ Youth Center.  Thank you to everyone who upped their pledge for June and threw in extra to make this number possible (full transparency: I rounded up a couple dollars so I wasn't donating $1,047.43.  The above pic was also edited to remove the staff person's email just to be safe after all the threats th...

From the Archives: Down the Drain

*** This one was originally posted as a vignette back in 2019.  Fun fact: the setting was based on an actual location we found while out geocaching.  No monsters or sexy times, though.  Enjoy! ***

Walking through the large, iron gate, it was hard for Brandon to tell they were in a cemetery at all.  The occasional bouquet of flowers broke up the sea of well-kept grass and a weathered abbey stood at the top of a gentle hill, but there wasn’t a tombstone in s...

Let It Out (vignette)

“HHHOOOUUuuuoooOOOUHHnnnNNHHH…”

You’d think that, after fantasizing about them for years, it would have taken more than a couple months for the sound of Dave’s ecstatic howls to become background noise.  But even in my wildest fantasies I wasn’t hearing them this often.  I leaned my chair back far enough to see through the office door and out into the living room, catching the last of my naked friend’s spasms.  The novelty of the view had yet to wear off, an...

The Brick

For the first time since he’d started the interview process nearly a month prior, Mike let himself feel a sliver of excitement.  Between his years in the army and his subsequent experience as a police officer, the stoic stud had been trained to keep his emotions in check, but he couldn’t stop a slight grin from forming on his otherwise intimidating features.  Not that anyone who saw the strapping brunette would have noticed.  Standing on the curb outside his hotel with his ...

Crack the Code, ch. 21: Customized

“Bro…I thought you said this was a D&D game,” Ben laughed, raising an eyebrow as the “Dungeons & Daddies” title card flashed onto the screen.  The wiry ginger had never heard of it, even as someone who spent most of his time gaming, nor was he familiar with “Code Breaker Productions,” the studio behind the obscure release.

Derek shrugged at the other end of the couch.  “Isn’t that what this is?  It’s got wizards and elves and shit.”

“...

From The Archives: Make It A Double, ch. 13

It was situations like these that told Ben he was on the right path.  Whenever he started to feel guilt or question his continued usage of the book, fate would present him with a sign that everything was exactly as it should be.  He hadn’t gone out looking for Mark.  It never even would have occurred to him that the brawny young stud would be a suitable candidate if the loudmouthed brute hadn’t put himself in the book’s path.  Ben was simply walking to work when Mark...

Feeling Proud

Matt hesitated at the top of the small hill, his heart racing as he looked down at the crowded field below.  He flushed slightly, the crimson sheen spreading down from his square-cut, stubble-covered jaw and across his exposed slab of a chest.  The stocky jock’s prominent pecs were mostly on display beneath his thin tank-top, the bright, sky-blue fabric popping against his olive skin and the wiry dusting of raven hair that coated it.  “I don’t know, man,” he said, one o...

From The Archives: Meet The Parents

*** Sorry!  Just occurred to me that I forgot this for the past couple weeks.  Another way back one from 2018. ***

“Dude, I cannot stress how much I hate this part of dating.”  Adam took a long swig from his whiskey and shook his head.  “I mean, we’ve only been seeing each other for a couple months.  I dunno how long this is gonna go...why do I need to meet her folks?”

Sam laughed at his friend’s obvious distress.  He’d known Ad...

Kingsbury Harbor: Surely You Jest (vignette)

*** Haven't seen these guys in a while. ***

Dylan didn’t know what he was getting himself into.  Stumbling through a dark, coastal cave in the middle of the night wearing nothing but a pair of knit, threadbare boxers was far from the smartest or safest thing, but caution and logic went out the window whenever Seth was involved.  Even now, his thick cock twitched and thr...

New Faith, Inc.: Clean Up Your Act

He’d been out of prison for a month, but Sam still felt trapped.  There weren’t many prospects for someone with only a high school diploma and no vocational training, and even fewer if that someone had been locked up on a drug charge for nearly a decade.  Sam hadn’t even been able to enjoy his youthful freedom since he got picked up immediately after graduating, and while he wanted to make up for lost time, the first thing he needed was a job.  He told himself he was stil...

A Brief(ish) Detour

Hi Everyone,

If you’ve been a long-time reader, you know I try really hard to keep politics off this page.  I’m aware that folks are here for a very specific reason, and I don’t want to bring down the mood, but today was a lot so I need you to bear with me.  I’ll also fully understand if you just want to skip this post and wait for the next story.  If so, thank you for reading and for your support!

At the risk of alienating everyone else: I’m tired.  ...

Crack the Code, ch. 20: Epiphany

Craig would never admit it, but he was more than a little relieved to be heading back to the Platinum Pony.  Out of all the strip clubs he frequented, of which there were many, it was his favorite. And out of all the strip clubs he’d been banned from, of which there were just as many, it had been the one he’d missed the most.  The Pony had the best girls, the best drinks, the best music; and, as Craig had thought until recently, the least amount of rules.  With beauties lik...

Did You Lose Something?

At a towering 6’3”, strapping was the only word for Sean.  He was broad-shouldered, with long, powerful arms framing in a set of granite pecs and a pair of sturdy legs supporting the beefy upper half.  Unlike a lot of the men at the party, Sean’s ample muscle had been acquired through practical usage, not vanity-fueled hours at the gym or with the aid of chemical enhancements, giving his impressive physique a rugged, unrefined aura.  He was brawny and built, but he lacked...

Summoning, ch. 2 (vignette)

*** I've been wanting to revisit this world forever, and now seemed like a good time. If you're unfamiliar with the original story, you can find part 1 here, and part 2 here. ***

“Come on, man.  I know you’re still pissed, and you have every right to be, but you said this was only going to las...

It's Going Around

*** Here's the second entry in the Story Wheel series.  The subjects this time around were "hairy" and "contagious."  Enjoy! ***

Adam stared at the raven strands coating his plump, sculpted pecs, increasingly feeling like a passenger in his own body.  He knew what this was, knew full well what was happening, and he knew it was too late.  His thick, rigid cock and racing, lustful thoughts also told him what was coming, but at the moment all he could do was st...

New Ebook

Hi Everyone,

For anyone who's interested, I put "It Looked Bigger On Screen" up as an ebook. As usual, the story is the same as what was posted here back at the beginning of the year, so this is just for the folks who want to add it to their digital bookshelf.  

Also, don't forget to save the official site just in case.  

Crack the Code, ch. 19: Extra Credit

On some level, Drew always knew that his actions would come back to bite him.  Despite everything being consensual, and despite everyone involved being adults, a college professor fooling around with his students always brought with it a certain degree of risk.  And, considering what would happen afterwards, his specific situation was riskier than most.

But Drew couldn’t help it.  He loved the attention.  He loved the look in a young coed’s eyes whenever he flash...

From the Archives- Fir Hollow: 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 ...

The Algorithm

*** This was posted as a vignette around this time last year, but it never got put up for everyone.  Please enjoy while I get back on schedule and thank you for your patience! ***

Eric looked at the metal pillars, a dubious expression on his immaculately groomed face.  His chiseled arms were folded just below his prominent pecs, the dusting of perfectly manscaped, chocolate hair accentuating his golden skin.  There were no tan lines beneath his loose tank-top, no...

From the Archives: Curse of the Magenta Eyes - Best In Town

*** From 2020 this time. ***

“Well isn’t this just lovely!”  Simon grinned and crossed his arms over his chest, relishing the sight of Bruce’s disheveled state.  The normally well-put-together man was half undressed, his brawny pecs spilling out of his sloppily buttoned shirt while his paisley boxers showed through the open fly of his slacks.  The salt-and-pepper hair he always kept immaculately in place was messy and wild, and there was a crazed look in ...

From the Archives: Wrong Number

*** Going back to 2018 for this one.  First in the series! ***

“Goddamnit, not another one,” Steve grumbled, his phone vibrating on his desk.  He’d been on the receiving end of a barrage of strange, harassing text messages for the past two days.  They came at all hours, to the point where he’d had to silence his phone and put it face down in order to get some sleep the night before.

At first he thought it was just one of his friends messing with him...

Schedule Update

Hi Everyone,

Quick heads up - I'm going up to Bar Harbor, Maine in a couple days, so the schedule around here is going to be a bit off.  I've got a pair of archive posts ready to go for this week, and then I dusted off a vignette from this time last year that never got posted for everyone to cover next Monday.  

Between this trip and the impending summer I've really been feeling the Kingsbury vibe lately, so expect a few more in that setting before it's out of my system....