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Haven’t forgotten about the next interactive chapter! I got knocked on my ass by a cold last week, so I’m playing catch up. Look for it in the next few days.

Crop Dusting (vignette)

“This is your fault, ya know.”  The large man wiped the torrent of sweat from his brow and threw a clump of dirt at his friend.  

“Bobby, I swear to god if you say that one more time…” Chuck swatted the dirt away and kept working.  He knew better than to antagonize the oth...

A Day At The Beach

Luke stared at the mostly empty beach, grinning from ear to ear. All he saw in either direction was open sand and empty surf. There was the occasional fisherman but he didn't mind them; they’d earned their time, too. 

It was a perfect early fall day. The tourists were gone, the sun was shin...

Interactive: Pikesburg PD, ch. 9

“So what’s the emergency?” 

Even knowing what he was in for, Greg still did a double take when Tank opened the door wearing nothing but a draping muscle shirt.  His sleepy friend’s inflated club hung semi-hard and exposed below the baggy top that left more of the big man’s hair...

Story Search

Hi Everyone,

Quick heads up - Patreon recently changed the way stories are posted, which in turn has affected the way you can search for them.  Before, I would pick the dollar amount of the pledge level, and anyone at that level or above could see the post.  Now they've switched it to th...

There's Always a Catch

“You sound desperate,” Ryan said, unconvinced by what he’d heard.  “Credit where it’s due...you’re nothing if not motivated.  But how do you think I’m supposed to just ignore years of you being an asshole?  You never once did anything but taunt me and humiliate me, and n...

Interactive: Pikesburg PD, ch. 8

Greg tore his arm away from the medallion, shaking his hand as if he’d just grabbed a hot stove.  The necklace was cool against his chest but he could see a red mark on his palm in the shape of the metal. The brand faded with the pain, though the message was clear.  

“I get it.  ...

Going Down (vignette)

“Hey hon’,” Chris said, loosening his tie and kicking his shoes off as he came home from work. “Bad day?”  His boyfriend, Sean, was sitting on the couch with a sour expression on his otherwise handsome face.  The sculpted man was in his usual post-work outfit of small grey briefs...

Out of The Well, part 2

***** Here is the second and final part of the latest collaboration with ChaoticDjinn.  If you haven't already, be sure to give his page a look! *****

“Is that...that’s Chris, but who’s that ...

Pikesburg PD, ch. 7

Greg stared in impotent horror, helpless to do anything other than watch from his disembodied vantage point.  He saw himself from a distance of a few feet above, floating like an invisible cloud while someone, or something, wore his body like a set of clothes.  He wanted to scream, to figh...

New Tier Option

Hi Everyone,

I've had some requests and questions about releasing stories in ePub format, so I've created a new tier option for those who are interested.  For $15/month, you'll get access to all the regular stories, interactives, and vignettes, AND you'll get each of those emailed to you in e...

Recommended Watching

Hi Everyone,

Quick heads up for fellow weird fiction fans - the Clark Ashton Smith documentary that just came out is well, well worth your time. If you’re not already familiar with CAS, he’s in the same vein as Lovecraft but without the garbage racism (and more writing talent. Sorry, HPL....

Pikesburg Voting

Looks like I screwed up the end date on the poll. It’s supposed to be THIS Wednesday (the 7th), not next. So get your votes in now if you haven’t already.

A Matter of Perspective, ch. 1

“No way...you guys are so far off base I don’t even know where to start,” Kyle laughed, pulling a clean shirt from his locker and sliding it on.  He’d been arguing with Tyler and Rob for their entire workout.  His two friends were under the assumption that a gay guy like him actual...

Interactive: Pikesburg PD, ch. 6

Greg stood in the crowded entryway, scanning the room for his former partner.  He’d flown across town, sirens blazing, and while he didn’t see another cruiser parked out front, he knew Johnny still had to be in the club somewhere.  Given what he’d learned on the way, he wasn’t surp...

Doctor Thickenstein (vignette)

“You’re sure this is safe?”  Jason asked, shivering as another layer of the frigid gel was slathered over his exposed backside. 

Victor took his time working the chemical into the other man’s taut, solid cheeks. “Safe...ish.  We’ve talked about this...I’m confident the...

Out Of The Well, part 1

***** With Halloween just a few days away, it's ti

Interactive: Pikesburg PD, ch. 5

Johnny pulled his cruiser to a stop outside the bar and sighed.  This wasn’t his favorite kind of call.  He wanted to be cracking skulls and throwing criminals in jail, not responding to noise complaints.  He wasn’t interested in the law, It was the thrill of the job that he loved...

Down On The Farm

“Just…a little...more...” Jake grunted, struggling to pull the fence post in to place as his bare, chiseled biceps flexed in the afternoon sun.  They’d been at it for hours, digging holes in the sweltering heat and then driving poles the size of small trees down in them.  The fact ...

An Uncommon Vintage

Bruce steered his car into an open spot and looked at the expansive house in front of him.  His extracurricular activities had taken him to some classy establishments before, but a vineyard would be a first.  With a grunt of effort he pried his brick wall frame from the too-small hatchback...

Nothing He Could Do

(This will look familiar to the $10 folks, but here's the vignette in place of the interactive this week as promised.)

Greg’s face was crimson as he stared at the text message.  

“Go into the bathroom and send me a video of you jerking off.”  

It was the last...

How Much is That Jock in the Window, ch. 2

The ride back to Josh’s apartment passed in an eager, confused blur for Max.  He didn’t recognize any of the landmarks they drove by or have any idea where he was.  It didn’t help that he couldn’t read any of the street signs or highway exits, and it never fully occurred to him ...

The Great Pumpkin

The face hit the ground with a wet, heavy smack that sent liquid innards scattering in all directions.  It was but one of many that had fallen prey during the four young men’s reign of terror.  They’d been at it for hours, finding innocent victim after innocent victim and leaving them ...

Schedule Update

Hey everyone,

Sorry for the delay in getting the story posted this week. I’ve been sick and then had to have an emergency root canal, so this week has just been aces so far.  It’ll go up later this afternoon. 

I’m going to be out of town for the next 10 days, so there will be...

Interactive: Pikesburg PD, ch. 4

“Greg?”  Tank appeared dazed, his meaty chest heaving from a sharp gasp when he looked down.  Instead of his smallish package he saw an impossibly long, plump cock and massive balls sprouting from the base of his muscled stomach.  “Fuck!  What is that?!” He yelped and gra...

Initiation (vignette)

The evening was going about as well as Jason had anticipated.  He was on his third hour of forced labor, prancing around the bustling party in nothing but a sparkly gold thong, acting as a combination between butler and punching bag.  He found himself refilling drinks just as often as gett...

Sunnydale Dreaming, pt. 2

“Ooookay, potential problem.”  Paul whispered as he crept back into his room, quietly shutting the door behind him.  

Xander had squeezed into a pair of his friend’s underwear and was currently rooting through Paul’s dresser to find something else to put on.  His larger buil...

Interactive: Pikesburg PD, ch. 3 poll

Looks like the polls are still buggy, but Chaotic Djinn pointed me to a workaround for the time being.  If anyone has issues voting or anything buggy at all, let me know.  

The first three choices are big picture items for how the changes will work, and then the last four are specific to...

Interactive: Pikesburg PD, ch. 3

“You’re here early.”  Greg jumped at the unexpected hand on his shoulder and looked up from the monitor to see Tank grinning down at him.  The tall young officer’s name was technically Hank, but with his almost exaggeratedly square jaw and wide, burly body it was easy to see where ...

VAT Updates

Hi everyone,

This only pertains to our EU friends, so if you don’t live there you can feel free to ignore this. 

For those that do - I just got an email from Patreon stating that they‘re making updates to their payment processing as of October 1st.  They said this could potenti...