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What Riles You Up? (Inspire Me)

I want to hear from you fine fellas. Gimme a dude you want TFed (pic or link if you can?) and tell me how you’d like to see him TFed. Show me what you got! I’ll write a full story on my favorite(s).

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Kirill and Jay [tumblr repost]

Kirill Sarychev and his weaselly little assistant caught Jay Cutler as he was sneaking to his hotel room from the Expo to get a break from the mob, a little quiet time to recenter himself before he went back out there and played Ambassador to Bodybuilding again. Jay smiled and shook Kirill’s hand–as big competitive athletes...

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The Behemoth

The “Behemoth” was back, and nearly everybody at Global Gym cringed as he strutted through the door, belching loudly and patting his thick keg-belly as he surveyed the scene. At 6’8”, he had to stoop just to get through the door. His tank top and gym shorts were XXXXL but were still stretched to capacity on his massive, bulging frame.

“He looks like Eddie Hall ate an off-season Jeff Long,” Ross, the Global Gym owner, said the first day the Behemoth stomped in and acted like ...

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Random TF Thoughts I'm All Horned Up Over

Lately I've been adding a low level of testosterone into my "diet" and it's got me all sorts of horned up.


I may not ever develop these ideas but here's a few I can't get off my mind:

--Markus Ruhl gets turned into an inflatable pool toy, still shaped exactly as he is. He can also wiggle just a little bit. His posers aren't rubberized, either--they're removable. Plus the rubber gives off...

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Richie Injocknito (Tumblr repost)

Ever since that freak incident that ended Clay Matthews’ career, Richie had been impossible to be around. He’d demanded security cameras in every inch of the locker rooms, he wanted 24-hour personal security, and he was insisting that various members of the auxiliary staff be fired—anybody who gave him a “bad vibe.”

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Rule #1

When I got to the door, I saw nobody through the peephole. Turns out whoever was frantically jabbing at my doorbell was so short I couldn’t see him.

I opened the door and didn’t recognize the ridiculously dressed little guy standing there. He wore a Gold’s Gym sweatshirt that looked like a dress on him and a hat pulled low over his head. It looked like a kid wearing adult’s clothes, but when he pulled back his hat and looked up at me, I saw he was a man, just one with an eyeline...

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Richie the Rodent

[Repost from my Tumblr: Richie Incognito, sexy football bull and major league bully, gets a surprise when he tries to let loose.]


The molly kicked in just as Richie strapped on the big Deadmau5 mask the promoter gave him. He couldn’t wait to go wild at this show–blow off some steam from last season’s hard work–and dance up on some hot slutty women.

“Feel okay in there?” the promoter asked, giving the unwieldy mask a thump.

“Feels great!” Richie rep...

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Favorite Macro Tropes: Table Turn on the Cocky Bully

Brett couldn’t believe that scrawny little nerd was interrupting just as he was about to seal the deal with--what was her name? Jessica? Didn’t matter. The little dork tapped Brett’s beefy delt again and cleared his throat. Brett told Jessica to hang on--”This is just gonna take a sec,” Brett said, rolling his eyes.

Facing the little worm, Brett looked down over his big pecs and flexed them. His v-neck was so tight, those mounds of muscle really looked intimidating bouncing li...

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THERE YOU ARE!

Shave or no? (Face or body)

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Favorite Macro Tropes: Shrinking Out of Clothes

[Playing around with shorter form stuff. Share your thoughts!]


Mac, the team’s other equipment manager, looked exasperated by the sight of Benny’s complete uniform, pads and all, in a pile right in the middle of the locker room. I did my best to match his expression.

“You fucking kidding me?” he said, clapping a hand over his head. “These guys smash men into the ground but they don’t have the strength to put their own dirty uniforms in the hamper?”

I...

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HOW’S THE VIEW DOWN THERE?

[nuff said]

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Big Baby (Part 1)

[AMATEUR MISTAKE: only posted part of this chapter. Sorry about that! Let me know if you like the premise so far.]

Mike was surprised when he got home from training his morning clients to find his boyfriend Timothy already packed and waiting for the Uber to take him to the airport. Timothy looked stressed as Mike gave him a kiss and swept his pretty boyfriend up in his big muscular arms.

“I could have sworn you said you were leaving tonight,” Mike said, running his hands thro...

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Repost: Don't Let the Myosites Bite

“Myosite Helpline, how may I assist you?”

“Hi, I… I was just transferred here from 911. Something happened to me…”

“Excuse me, ma’am, can I ask who I’m speaking with?”

“Ma’am? I’m not a woman!”

“Oh, I’m sorry little boy, your voice threw me off. How old are you? Do your parents know you’re on the phone?”

“I’m a grown goddamned man! My voice isn’t supposed to be like this!”

“Oh, wow, your myosite infestation must...

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No Ladies in My TF Fiction... EXCEPT

Since I first jerked it to an issue of Muscle and Fitness back in the early 90s, I‘ve always been one of those gay guys who needs 100% Y chromosomes in all media involved in my ”personal time”—when I’m crankin it, I don’t even want to be reminded that women EXIST.

I’ve noticed a lot of vids on Mymusclevideo featuring bodybuilders banging women. I’d honestly rather it be two dudes, but there are elements often missing from a lot of gay musclesex videos.

Most obvious...

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Tau Beta Declares War Part 3

Even dressed in scrawny little Squeak’s clothes, Moose looked tiny. He had to pull the drawstring on the shorts as tight as it would go and it still kept slumping down--not that you could see it with the shirt hanging down over it like a dress. We had to stuff some paper towels in the shoes just so he could walk around with them all. He clearly wasn’t ready to leave his room and mingle around with the other brothers, let alone to walk around in public, but I didn’t care. I was tired of ...

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Tau Beta Declares War Part 2

The big Tau Beta pledges dragged Two-Can and I inside the house so fast I barely got a chance to look around before they tossed us to the ground. Face down, I took a second to reflect on the nice carpet. “How the fuck… do you keep this so clean?” I sat, grabbing a handful and pulling myself into a crouch. “Do you guys ever party around here?” I looked up to see skinny, weaselly Dwight sitting on a massive chair--holy shit, was that thing made of gold? Was Dwight really sitting on a ...

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Some Changes (Which I Think Are Great)

So a few things about this Patreon:

First, I can't physically update it as much as I want to. 3 full stories a week is a goal, always, that I fall short of (and almost consistently feel bad about). It's a LOT more work than I thought it would be, but every time I put out a story I want it to be something that is fresh and untread territory, quality work I can be proud of AND that it's TF fiction that you'll want to jerk off to. That's what this is all about: us getting off with our uniq...

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Tuck Needs a Loan Part 2

[Read part 1 of this story here!]


The client’s waiting at the boarded up old place off the highway that used to be a titty bar, right where I told him to be. He’s a homely little rail thin guy, in his 30s I think but I bet he still got carded. I bet he probably stopped growing at about age 8 and watched as all his friends grew up big and strong in high school. I rememb...

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MaxiTest 2000 [Tumblr Repost]

               Weeks later, after it was too late, they tracked down the source: a shipment of MaxiTest 2000 aerosol cans delivered to the supplement shop inside Global Gym. The new test booster was designed to be administered as an inhalant, but there was a flaw in one large batch of the container that caused a slow leak. Global Gym’s massive order of MaxiTest (nearly five hundred cans) slowly spread through the ventilation system the day it was deli...

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I'm Back

With the holiday madness over, I'm back to regular posting! Did you miss me?

Message me with what you guys want to see. I was considering MAYBE doing some upshot giant videos if anyone would be into that. Let me know!

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Encounters With Brad (Part 2)

Third Encounter

I never got the written warning I was expecting, or even a casual comment about my behavior with Brad the last time. Drew assigned me to another project, literally measuring fungus and cataloging their smell, and I had to assume it was a direct punishment for getting hot-and-bothered over the reduced bodybuilder who waggled his junk in my direction.

I was also too cowardly to ask where they were moving Brad for the next phase of his procedure, or how long it would last, h...

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Trio of TFs: Brad (part 3)

[This story is inspired by a pic you can see here.]


First Encounter

My job was to get the patient’s stats and vitals. I never know why, or who it will be. This time my boss Drew told me to, “Get in, get the job done and get out, no chitchat,” like I’m a fucking amateur. I bristled at the condescension and I considered filing a complaint...

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Trio of TFs: Brad

[This story is inspired by the photo you can see here.]


I’d been doing this so long that I could recognize the sound of an over-sized fist, propelled by a bloated inhumanly huge bicep, banging on my (reinforced, thankfully) front door just by the intensity of the knocking sound. Brad had blown up my phone all day. Of course I had noticed his calls ...

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Trio of TFs: Tyler and Tony Part 3

[This story is inspired by the picture you can see here.]


Tyler took a break from flirting with the trio of women he’d sat with to look around the rooftop deck of Lunacy, the exclusive club he’d been spending his weekends at in the offseason. His “big” brother (who had been half his size since Tyler hit puberty, stomping around his high scho...

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Trio of TFs: Tyler and Tony Part 2

This story is inspired by the picture you can find here.


After the blonde woman handed Tyler the little shoes, he took a furtive peek inside: size 6. He wondered about the shoes he had put on before he went out that night--size 16, which he’d worn since he was 18 years old. He wondered if the club owners had his old clothes, and if they were going...

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More On Its Way

Hey all!

I got caught up in some recovery program stuff this week. (Anyone else in recovery? I'd love to share.) Sadly my writing schedule got disrupted.

Not for one moment am I forgetting I owe you guys some serious jackoff content. Back to the grind tomorrow. I'll be posting hard and fast to make up for it.

Thanks for being patient!

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Trio of TFs: Tyler and Tony

[Inspired by the picture you can see here.]


Tyler scratched the nagging itch behind his ear before taking another puff on the finest cigar he’d ever had. He gulped the bourbon in his glass and let the warmth spread down his throat, into his chest, before leaning back in the plush chair and kicking his feet up on the table.

This was exactly t...

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New Posts Coming!

Since we had a big old tie, I'm going to have TWO different "Trio of TFs" story-packs coming at you, starting Sunday and going up the next two weeks.


Strap in gents! We've got good content coming your way.

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Threesome of TFs: Robbie and Draco (2)

[This story is inspired by this pic here.]


Robbie was just resurfacing from his dive as he heard a sound from inside the house.

This was impossible. There was no way his boss was home already.

He’d already been given two warnings already: “You’re here to clean, not enjoy yourself,” his boss, Draco, had snapped. “You tend to the...

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Threesome of TFs: Robbie and Draco (1)

This story is inspired by the picture here.


Robbie adjusted his bathing suit while he glared at me, annoyed. I just sipped from my vodka lemonade and dodged his eyes.

“So where the hell is everybody?” he asked. “You said the party started at 11.” It was well past noon.

“On… their... way,” I said, emphasizing each word and t...

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