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Let's Build the Next Interactive

Hi Everyone,

For this next interactive story, I'd like it to be a group process as much as possible so that you all can build it from the ground up.  With that said, please choose one of the si...

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Eddie's Bad Day

***** This was a custom request for a Venom story, which I've seen some other people show an interest in, so I hope you all enjoy it.  It was my first (and likely only) attempt at a story with pr...

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Preying at The Altar (full text)

“It’s just a little bit further,” Braden said as h

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Next Interactive

Hi Everyone,

Quick heads up - there will be a short break before the start of the next interactive.  I've got some ideas in mind, I just need to figure out how to implement them while I play ca...

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Interactive: Preying at The Altar, Finale

Braden felt the sticky fluid begin to stiffen.  Like water turning to ice, it expanded as it hardened, taking on the same rough texture as the stone beneath him.  

“No!  Please! I...

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Hand of Fate, pt. 1

“Can you reach it?”  


Tom stretched his arms and scooted further into the crevice.  “Almost.  Can you brace my legs for me?  I don’t want to slip in here.” &...

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Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 8

Dave floated contentedly in the sun.  The cold water on his naked body was equal parts invigorating and relaxing.  Even though he knew he was alone, he still felt an exhibitionist thrill at ...

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Two Halves of a Whole, pt. 2 (vignette)

Kyle still couldn’t believe his luck.  It had been a week since he’d written in the book, and every day just seemed to get better.  Cocky, alpha Brandon hung on his every word and Kyle d...

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Spread It Around, ch. 1

David watched Keaton from across the locker room.  He’d been watching the young man for the last hour during his workout, envying and resenting how easily the stocky man hefted dumbbell after d...

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Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 7

“Fuckin’ figures I’d come down with something on the weekend,” Ryan sighed, kicking off his shoes as he walked through his apartment door.  He’d started feeling “off” as soon as he ...

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Custom Slot Available

Hi everyone,

Just a quick heads up that a short custom slot is available in case anyone’s been waiting. 

As always, thanks for reading and for the support!

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Two Halves of a Whole, pt. 1 (vignette)

“Dude, quit being such a pussy!”  

Kyle winced as Brandon gave his shoulder a rough punch.  At twenty five, his roommate had yet to outgrow his alpha-jock immaturity.  Since it ha...

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Unraveled, ch. 3

Grant’s sleep was a blur of frantic, repeating nightmares.  He would be in the apartment with Wes, dressed in his regular clothes and not his recent, revealing outfit.  He’d be standing ...

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Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 6

Ryan cranked the shower on and stood under the tepid, meager streams that hissed through the rusty spout.  A dozen men of all shapes, sizes and ages did the same around him.  After almost te...

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Gaining Happiness

“Wait...I’m confused,” Hank laughed.  “You want to get jacked, but you don’t want to be around other guys lifting?”  

“No!” Kyle shook his head in frustration.  “It...

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In The Hills (vignette)

It’s funny how many things you take for granted every day. All the little things, the muscle memories, and the reflexes that you don’t have to think about, you just do. They’re like blinking; yo...

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Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 5

Chris squirmed as he sat in traffic.  He was feeling restless and edgy from his subpar score the night before.  

“Ow..damn…” He was also feeling uncomfortable.  He winced, s...

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Unraveled, ch. 2

Grant’s head was still spinning as he stood at the sink cleaning up the dishes.  Other than his outfit, he and Wes had hung out like usual while they’d ate, but there was a creeping tone of c...

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Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 4

“So you’re gonna call me tomorrow, right?”  

“Of course,” Chris said distractedly, only half looking up from his phone at the tall, thin brunette pulling her shirt on.  He wasn...

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Up In Smoke (vignette)

Eli was drifting off.  His physical body was relaxed and comfortable, fading to a distant memory as his dream-self took flight.  The incense worked quickly; by the time he’d dropped a smal...

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The Interview: Bear Country

A few patterns were starting to emerge at this point.  They were always  men.  Usually fit, usually younger.  I say usually because I've found  some cases of older guys.  ...

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The Interview

I'm not sure that these stories will ever see the light of day, but I  have to get them down.  I have to put them out there.  The world isn't  anything close to what you think it i...

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The Bull, pt. 3

Brad woke up to the sound of animal grunting.  He wasn't in his bedroom;  he was sprawled out on the couch downstairs by the patio.  His body  ached all over.  The events of t...

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The Bull, pt. 2

Brad tossed and turned for hours.  Now that Justin was asleep he stared  at his altered body, finally able to show the horror he didn't want the  other man to see.  His stomach tur...

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The Bull, pt. 1

"Get your ass in my office.  Now!"  Brad slammed the phone down, nearly  breaking it.  They called him "The Bull" for a reason.  At 6'4" he was a  towering wall of muscle...

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Creature Feature

The sudden blaring music and sounds of a crowd split the night as the front door of the large, victorian home swung open.  The quiet street echoed with reverberating bass and the sounds of yellin...

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Interactive: Preying at The Altar, ch. 3

Braden groaned and squirmed on the stone slab.  He knew something was very wrong.  The limp, girthy cock flopped back onto his flat stomach hadn’t stopped oozing since his impossibly large...

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Interactive Update

Hi Everyone,

The next chapter of the current interactive will be up this weekend. Turns out, after ten days off work at the day job, the first week back is a bit of a (total) cluster.  Thanks f...

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Wish Candle, Day 3 pt. 2 (vignette)

“Workout help clear your head any,” Dylan asked when they’d finally left the gym.  

Jeff stretched his sculpted arms and shrugged.  After what just happened in the locker room...

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The Deep End


“He’s a looker, isn’t he?”  

Cole almost dropped his drink at the unexpected voice.  He hadn’t noticed anyone take up the stool next to him. It was as if the man just ...

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