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Fat Cats: Chapter 3

The rumble of the subway caused Joe and Justin to jiggle. A healthy paunch sat in Joe’s lap, subtly sloping out underneath well-defined pecs. His pants had been sized up but not his shirt, which ...

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Fat Cats: Chapter 2

Joe sucked in and closed the latch on his work pants. Exhaling, his beginner belly fell forward and filled the fabric of his white dress shirt. Nearby, Justin finished toweling himself off after a ...

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Suggestion box is open

I'm working on a spring break edition of Dispatches, and I'm wondering if there's any characters (or even scenarios!) you'd like to see featured? I get a lot of asks in this arena so now is your ch...

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The Gains of March

My nerves were wrecked as I stepped off the plane at LAX. This was going to be my big break. I felt like I could explode with fear and excitement at any moment. With my suitcase in tow, I headed to...

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Fat Cats: Chapter 1

“Let’s do one more, my hair looks funny in that one.”

Justin placed his phone back on the tripod and skipped over to his husband, Joe, as they posed in front of their brand new New York...

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Update: 'The Gains of March' and more

It's been awhile since one of these updates! I have been in a bit of a creative drought the past couple months, but a flood is coming. Right now I'm not sure what the follow up to Mr. Perfect View Post

Mr. Perfect: Chapter 8

Six months later

Ricardo rubbed the sleep from his eyes and struggled to roll his heft over in bed. Instead of Gavin he found an indentation in the mattress covered in crumbs. It was...

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Mr. Perfect: Chapter 7

Six months later

Ricardo, by all intents and purposes, was a gainer. That is to say, he was actively trying to gain weight. It was something he never really put much thought into per...

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Mr. Perfect: Chapter 6

Three months later

“You know it’s almost been one year since our first date,” Ricardo purred.

“Oh do I, big guy,” Gavin rubbed his boyfriend’s swollen tank.

T...

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Growing Solo

Jay locked the doors to his loft in San Francisco and climbed into his Cybertruck. It was packed to the brim with food and belongings as he headed north. At 38, Jay had sold his company for seven f...

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Mr. Perfect: Chapter 5

“None of these dress shirts fit anymore!” Ricardo exclaimed. “They barely even button. What am I supposed to wear?”

The boys were getting ready for dinner with Ricardo’s parents, Da...

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Mr. Perfect: Chapter 4

Six months later

Ricardo took a massive bong rip and slouched back on the couch as he exhaled.

What started as smoking weed a few times a week became a nightly habit for Ricard...

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Mr. Perfect: Chapter 3

Two months later

Ricardo’s phone alarm awoke both men from a deep slumber. They were in Ricardo’s bed, their bodies tied together awkwardly from a restless night with full bellie...

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Mr. Perfect: Chapter 2

One month later

Gavin lay sprawled on the couch munching on leftover pizza from the night before. He wore only boxers and dirty white socks, letting his manhood and pudge air out com...

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Mr. Perfect: Chapter 1

It was a sunny day in Palo Alto and Ricardo’s favorite brunch spot was buzzing. He had arrived promptly on time for his Hinge date and was seated outside. He wore a crisp ironed button up in whit...

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Shorty

Christian lifted himself off Monty’s python of a cock and collapsed onto the bed post-coitus. He was covered in sweat and filled with come. Cuddling up close to Monty, Christian cupped his boyfri...

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Up Next: 'Mr. Perfect' and 'Shorty'

In the spirit of cuffing season, we're kicking off the new year with two cozy new stories about couples whose waistlines seem to expand with their love. Mr. Perfect will be posted in 8 par...

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The Fat Factory: Chapter 8

The next morning the boys awoke in silence. They slipped on their jockstraps, their stomachs muffin topping above the waistband, and their ass and thighs gobbling up the leg straps. Chris Anthony...

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The Fat Factory: Chapter 7

The final challenge had arrived. Frederic and Chris Anthony were given full access to a fully stocked chef’s kitchen and were left to their own devices for an entire day. Nothing in the kitchen c...

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The Fat Factory: Chapter 6

The next morning they followed the same routine. Alarm, uniform, but this time they started with the feeding machines. As they walked to the room which held the machines, Frederic noticed something...

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The Fat Factory: Chapter 5

Day 3 inside the Factory began once again with an omnipresent alarm ringing out through their bedroom. The boys were cuddled together in their bed spooning. Chris Anthony was ironically the little ...

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The Twelve Gains of Christmas

Something most people don’t know about me is that I’ve always wanted to be a big guy. Like, really big. I want to be the biggest guy in the room. I want people to stare and marvel at my rotundi...

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The Home Depot Hookup: Chapter 3

I was sitting in front of my computer watching some fat guy jiggle his gut for the camera. With one hand I stroked my hard on and with the other I alternated between squeezing my own belly and gulp...

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The Home Depot Hookup: Chapter 2

Two weeks passed since my Home Depot boyfriend initially messaged me. We chatted occasionally, usually horny in bed before falling asleep. I even dropped some hints at meeting up but he must have n...

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The Home Depot Hookup: Chapter 1

I woke up to the unmistakable ding of several Grindr messages. What time was it? I felt discombobulated. The sun was just setting and my mouth felt parched. I was on the couch and turned towards th...

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Rounding out 2022

It's been another great year of writing smut for the internet. As always, immensely grateful for the readership and contributions. I have some exciting things in store for 2023, but first let me sh...

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One Hundred Pounds Later: Chapter 4

This was my first July in LA that I wasn’t living at home. I sat on the back patio wearing nothing but a thong and sipping my new favorite drink: strawberry milk, cherry schnapps, and rum. My bel...

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The Pig Party: Part 2

The solid wooden door creaked open to reveal a cavernous entryway outfitted with lockers. Signs instructed partygoers to leave all phones, recording devices, and wallets behind. Matt followed suit ...

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The Pig Party: Part 1

The pig’s ass hung heavy in the air. For a man of his girth, it had retained a surprising rotundness. Most men over the 500 pound mark became a pillowy mass of belly, but not Will. Each of Will...

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A Special Surprise: 'The Pig Party'

Dear Patrons, I have a kinky surprise to announce. November's monthly story is going to come in two parts posted back to back. The story is called The Pig Party and part one is dropping to...

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