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Only the Best

Trent had been dreading this moment.  Its inevitable arrival had loomed over him for weeks, an understanding that reality would eventually catch up to the new status quo once the magical wound...

Overcast, ch. 6: To Be Seen

Aaron’s ripped frame shook with frustration.  The dark-skinned stud wasn’t used to feeling helpless, which, if the letter in his trembling hands was to be believed, is exactly where he now...

From the Archives: Dream Role

*** Another way, way back one from 2017. ***

Jonathan practically skipped down the sidewalk after leaving the casting call.  He’d done so well that he was offered the part on the spot....

Generbator, pt. 2

“Dude…I will do whatever you want me to, whenever you want me to,” Scott panted, his sculpted pecs heaving.  Like Andy, he was having a hard time processing the confusing emotions rippin...

From the Archives: The Procedure

“Don’t worry, it’s perfectly natural to be nervous.”

Ben swallowed hard and nodded, his smooth, bare skin breaking out in goosebumps.  Standing naked in the narrow cylinder with ...

This Fall...

...is still kicking.  I had to put my cat down this morning, so things might be a little quiet around here for a bit.  He was 11 and I've had him since he was 5 weeks old.  This one ...

Overcast, vol. 1 Now Available

Hi Everyone,

For anyone who's interested, the first volume of Overcast is up on Amazon.  You know the drill -...

Generbator, pt. 1

There were several things Andy should, and should not, have been at the moment.  Being fully clothed made the list in the Should column, but there was some flexibility there since he was just ...

Possibly Maybe (vignette)

** Rough sketch of an idea I wanted to get down while I had a chance. **

Scott was trying his best to keep things casual.  He knew how much Caleb enjoyed his strapping frame, and he hope...

From the Archives: Only A Dream

*** This was posted as a vignette way back in 2018. I can't remember if it ever got posted for everyone?  Either way, enjoy! ***

Kyle was having the nightmare again.  He’...

Let's Get Physical

Coming to your local gay art boutique *

Bigger picture question, though: is physical media something people are actually/still interested in?  I found a site that can print these up pret...

Planet Jock

“Here we have an excellent opportunity to observe the Jock in his natural habitat.”

Josh jerked awake at the deep, unexpected voice, his eyes shooting open at the incongruent sou...

Overcast, ch. 5: Towered

Agent Keller knew he was in trouble.  Despite his smile and calm, relaxed demeanor, things had quickly spiraled out of control.  “Seriously, you guys have no idea how much trouble you�...

From the Archives: Hidden Passages

*** Another oldie!  This is from 2017, shortly after starting the page. ***

Looking at the gorgeous man sleeping in bed next to me, it’s hard to think that this all started as...

Rebound

Brandon groaned, his stomach dropping when the baggy joggers split down the back.  The elastic waist hung loose around his trim midsection, but the thighs and rear had finally been stretched b...

From the Archives: Afterlife

“Hold the line!  I think this is the last of them,” Aric cried, a brawny arm flexing as he vaulted the nearby tombstone.  His mud-slick boots slammed into a rotting chest, staggering ...

Better Than One (vignette)

“Rise and shine, fellas!”

“Mmm…come on, man,” Sebastian groaned at the squeaky voice, one eye reluctantly drifting open.  He winced at the bright morning sun filtering in throu...

Unlocked

*** This was posted as a vignette a few months ago, but I'm putting it up for everyone while I get back up and running. ***

Alex shivered, his smooth skin breaking out in goosebump...

From the Archives: Clothes Make the Man

“Here’s a deposit for the spank bank!”  Kyle winced as Mike’s sweat-soaked briefs hit him in the face.  His hands already full with a stuffed hamper, the scrawny young man had no ...

Overcast, ch. 4: No Place Like

The small Cape Cod certainly didn’t look menacing.  Nestled on an unassuming suburban street, with a tidy lawn and well-tended flowerbeds, there was nothing sinister, or even remarkable, abo...

Still Working...

...on the next Overcast.  I got halfway through it on Tuesday but I've been knocked out ever since because this COVID is not fucking around.  My trip got axed because of it, so I'll try t...

Blind Box: Told You So

“I’m not THAT drunk, dude,” Chad insisted, gesturing at the bare brick wall.  “It was right here!”

Tom put a hand on his friend’s shoulder and gave it a squeeze.  “The...

Schedule Update

Hi Everyone,

Quick heads up - the schedule is going to be a little wonky around here for the next couple weeks.  It took three years but I finally manged to catch covid, which has me lai...

From the Archives: Branded

Adam’s heart raced as he looked at the bright little box from FitWear.  Each cardboard panel was a different pastel shade, bearing the same color scheme as most of the luxury athleisure bran...

I Heard About Your Roommates

Connor paused the game, certain he’d misheard his friend.  They’d been in the middle of mowing down an alien horde, their usual nightly ritual, so it had taken a moment for Ian’s odd sta...

Shadow Work (vignette)

Dave felt foolish.  He was alone in the clearing, and his heart thundered in his chest, but there was nothing about the picturesque afternoon that should have been remotely anxiety-inducing. &...

From the Archives: Stargazing

Drew looked around the open field, feeling a bit like they were lost at sea.  The emerald blanket stretched off to the limits of his vision in every direction, the rolling foothills gently swe...

Short End

“Hey man, you, uh, got a second?”

Tom took a deep breath and rolled his eyes before looking away from the screen, the reaction surprising him.  It wasn’t the frustration that caugh...

Overcast, ch. 3: Minor Contributions

Craig looked down at the faint outline of his abs, the firm midsection a cauldron of bubbling, conflicting emotions.  On the one hand, he was thrilled.  The channels of definition weren�...

From the Archives - Fir Hollow, ch. 5: The Lot

Mickey cursed under his breath as the car sped past.  It disappeared around a bend in the road, ignoring his outstretched thumb entirely.  He was exhausted.  He’d been hoofing it t...