I told you guys it was pretty epic ;) I seldom give praise to my own work, but this one is really good.
Alas, I wrote it three or four years ago. There are another two posts (I think) and that’s all I wrote.
I’m great with coming up with gimmicks for a story or hot scenes, but I had no direction. I needed a goal rather than just writing a lot of sexy scenes.
“I’m up, Mom! I’m getting dressed!” Channing cried out in a panic, diving up from his prone position on the bed and practically barreling into the bedroom door. His mother gave a shocked shout on the other side as it slammed shut. The teen’s face was bright red with embarrassment, his chest heaving rapidly. “Give me a second!”
“Oh, al-alright then. Breakfast is ready, hun.” She stammered, obviously very startled by his sudden reaction. With that she padded away down the stairs.
Channing listened intently until he was certain she was gone before exhaling heavily. With his bare bottom resting against the door the boy leaned forward and buried his face in his hands. He hadn’t been dreaming. He had not even been sleeping - a fact readily obvious as his face distorted in a long yawn. The night before was unfortunately very real.
School days were long and weekends were always shorter. So why had today, Friday of all days, been such a long day?
It had been an average day at school - teachers doing their thing and Channing Wade doing his. He wasn’t a bad student but he probably could do better. But what kid in their right mind wanted to spend more time doing school work then they already did?
After classes he had met up with the usual crew: Denny, Sands, Teeg and Avery. Everyone had their skateboards and a lot of pent-up energy to expend. They had diddled around the schoolyard before taking their tricks and boards to the sidewalks of the city.
I never posted my short series Cut Off In His Prime here on tumblr. It is probably the hottest bit of writing I’ve ever done. Its only three-ish chapters long and will never be completed. But its still a great read.
So I’ve copied it over and it will be queuing up and posting over the next few days
I’ve been watching The Muppet Show the last few nights. Tonight, while listening to Combichrist, I came to the horrifying realization that the vocalist sounds like Fozzy Bear. Oh god.
pup-sleen replied to your photo:Only one person on the internet will understand…
He got the head. The shaft. The whole damn thing.
Ms M and I both award you 30 internet points. That was perfect.
This works very well with people. I’d never considered it with literature…
I just applied to go back to college for an art history degree.
Its not enough that I have a computer science degree, or that I work at a university. I must become one with the schooling.
I really suck at drawing women. :(
Durance is my kind of friend!
flagrantdrought replied to your post:Project Draw-A-Woman?
-‘__-’ women conveniently have an extra orifice to insert things into?………..
I’ve heard rumors of this!!
I have a long history of failed attempts at drawing girls in kink. I want to try again.
But what is a good kink to portray?
Off to a good start. Any game that has a starting class who can mind control is okay in my book. Plus I look bad ass.
I need to publicly say thanks to Fellows. He heartily recommended a Cintiq Companion for my drawings.
I didn’t think it would pan out for me (I’m notoriously picky). But this is pretty solid!
I also didn’t think I’ notice the thousands of levels of sensitivity. But I do O_O
Minor drama in my RPG crew ended up killing our Star Wars and Dragon Age games. After discussion this week, we’re talking about playing Dresden Files.
My difficulty is that all of my character ideas are the most evil individuals I can conceive. Something about magic + modern setting.
My current idea is a biomancer / fleshcrafter. He largely works as a “drug” dealer, dishing out magical highs by altering people’s brain chemistry, or rewiring their pain receptors to give pleasure instead. BUT he also has the darker (darkerer) side where he can actually warp and sculpt flesh as though it were clay.
The result is that he is gorgeous beyond description and he has a coterie of addicts and sycophants following him around.
I kind of liked the idea of having a pet dog/cat that he sculpted to look like a human. So the body of a person, but the mind of a pet.
However, in the Dresden universe, all of this sort of thing is verboten. Like, forbidden under penalty of death.
So … I might not have a character after all :p
Sure thing. My skype is posted to my tumblr home.
wistfuladmirer answered your question:Hrm… Unsure if I’m project emotions right. Pained?…
Depends on the context - the rest of the drawing. If he is putting his dick in someone’s ass, then intensity. If he is bound to a bed and being whipped, pain. The facial expression is good.
Good point. The goal in this one is he’s one of the delirious boys on the milking machine
Before there was texting there was email, the postal service, and the telegraph. Before that there was hand delivery.
Two adulterous nobles secretly exchange lusty letters via a discreet messenger boy, hiding their liaisons from their spouses. Frequently the boy is forced to…
I like the idea of the man and a woman “unintentionally” using the messenger as a proxy for each other. But I was thinking this morning about a pair of bachelors or married men with the same scenario. Eventually dressing the boy as a girl and taking him to parties and events to waylay suspicion.
Still doesn’t feel like enough material for a story, let along one that involves substantive kink elements.
Before there was texting there was email, the postal service, and the telegraph. Before that there was hand delivery.
Two adulterous nobles secretly exchange lusty letters via a discreet messenger boy, hiding their liaisons from their spouses. Frequently the boy is forced to perform what the text only hints at, used to relieve the sexual tension shared by the forbidden lovers.
“M’Lord… you… your fair lady… she… doth lift your stately robes… and… gulp taketh thine glorious member into her mouth… and… press to meet your… belly?! Please M’Lord… please no…”
Rapidly the boy services become a necessary part of their affair, a slave and a sex toy whose exposure would lead to the ruin of all.
Things are made all the more complex by rumors and the serving staff at each of the manor houses. Downton Abbey style of course :p But more in Regency / Napoleonic era.
What started out as a simple task of delivering indiscretions rapidly turns into the boy finding himself too deep to escape. Each of the nobles putting him to more and more degrading tasks.
Uncertain as to what the “dirt” is that they have on him to ensure his quiet submission to the ordeal
Before there was texting there was email, the postal service, and the telegraph. Before that there was hand delivery.
Two adulterous nobles secretly exchange lusty letters via a discreet messenger boy, hiding their liaisons from their spouses. Frequently the boy is forced to perform what the text only hints at, used to relieve the sexual tension shared by the forbidden lovers.
“M'Lord… you… your fair lady… she… doth lift your stately robes… and… gulp taketh thine glorious member into her mouth… and… press to meet your… belly?! Please M'Lord… please no…”
Rapidly the boy services become a necessary part of their affair, a slave and a sex toy whose exposure would lead to the ruin of all.
I’m ending up with an strangely large collection of books about fae, sprites, and little folk…
Le petite mort.
I mentioned faces made in Japanese erotic comics when people are climaxing as though their existence ends the moment it happens.
Then I remembered the phrase “le petite mort,” often to refer to post-climax fainting.
Now I’m trying to actually turn that into a coherent kink…
This is how I spend my evenings.
New tablet showing up on Wednesday. Hopefully drawings shall follow.

A variation on Dorian Grey, just with a boy instead of the painting? Awesome idea. Will You actually write it?
Probably not. I’m terrible at sticking to an idea for a story (as proven by my graveyard of dead text). Especially one that requires a plot.
Revisiting a similar topic to my Cut Off in His Prime stories from ages ago - a boy is cursed to feel what his friend feels. His friend feels nothing or a pale shadow of what he would actually sense.
Craving sensation, the friend indulges more and more audacious uses and abuses of his body, all the while the main character has to cope with unexpected pains, pleasures, and perversities during normal day to day existence.

hypnolad replied to your post:
Also, potentially a compromise in the making. I…
Do you really need to spend so much on a 13HD? the samsung 10 note tablets use the same pen technology as cintiq. if you can put up with the android apps, or use a citrix screen display to a mac/pc they do work..
I’m super nit-picky about my drawing environment. Otherwise I’d just be using pen and paper and a scanner.
Android devices are a nonstarter with me. Too small, no support for software I use. No tilt sensitivity. It also has the same brush-to-lag that I was grumping about with the surface pro 3.
I’ve used the same graphire4 for the last six years, saving for something ‘nice’.
Like a minotaur living in the center of his own maze, waiting for humans to be sent his way - the beast devours both girls and boys - Mister X lives at the heart of an apartment complex waiting for his supply of victims. They are sent to him by a variety of mob bosses, street dealers, and petty enforcers. Victims who need to be taught a lesson, children of nobs whose loyalty needs to be assured, or simply hapless folk who saw too much.
He’s a spider among men and this apartment block is his web.
And boy does he enjoy his role. He’s a man consumed by his work, who lives to do unmentionable things to the bodies of others. A bogeyman that keeps the plebs in line.
He does men, women, boys, girls. He has no predilection for a particular hair color or skin tone; he just needs to fulfill his inner need and fulfill it often. Seems like, set up as he is in comfortable digs, his food and supplies provided, and with fresh flesh sent to his door, that his world should be perfect. It’s an ideal setup for man of his ilk, low risk, lots of rewards.
Except there is one catch. And fuck if I know what that is. XD My elevator pitch failed.
Cosmo’s hands quickly retreated behind his back as he’d seen in so many porn images. Consciously he he spread his legs slightly and stuck out his chest assuming the “at attention” stance.
“Your horniness overrides your brain, doesn’t it?” Roddie asked. He loomed over Cosmo, still smiling coyly at the impromptu makeout moment.
The boy is never without a grin. Occasionally he looks genuinely happy. However, the truth is his master gave him an order to always look happy. No matter the situation, keep smiling. Horrific punishment awaits him if he stops.
Also, potentially a compromise in the making.
I may settle for a Cintiq 13HD. Its a price-tag that doesn’t make me as nauseous when I realize I’m just going to draw porn with it. :p
I’m going to draw Laird Barron porno to spite Mally.
I’m so fickle with names. XD I end up with a “name of the moment” and if I’m writing I want to swap over to it.
Earlier it was Cosmo. Now its Archie. But I can’t use Archie because that would be two characters with “ie” names.