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A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Caleb and Dana walked side by side as they led their mother toward the door of Sweet End Resort’s front office. Their breaths were bated. Waiting for something bloody. Something disgusting and perverted, or worse, suicidal. Even after new laws were passed, allowing for assisted suicides under very specific circumstances, the social idea of killing someone for pleasure or to relieve them of s...
Noah rubbed the bridge of his nose as he watched his team stalk off the soccer field. He glanced at the scoreboard. They had not scored a single point. 0-3. It was worse than the last game. At least in the last game, they had one point. His stomach squirmed. At this rate, his team would lose its funding. He was already the laughing stock of the Pokémon Soccer league coaches. Noah chewed his l...
Noah rubbed the bridge of his nose as he watched his team stalk off the soccer field. He glanced at the scoreboard. They had not scored a single point. 0-3. It was worse than the last game. At least in the last game, they had one point. His stomach squirmed. At this rate, his team would lose its funding. He was already the laughing stock of the Pokémon Soccer league coaches. Noah chewed his l...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/comments/1sy0l3p/slumber_party_p1_fxf_snuff_tragic_commissions_open/) \~\~ The door swung open. Gwen walked in carrying a big box. She plunked it into the middle of the room. Inside was packed to the brim. There was rope, duct tape, scissors, and knives. A gun and a case of bullets sat near the bottom. Scattered throughout all of the countless deat...
[Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/comments/1sy0mai/slumber_party_p2_fxf_snuff_tragic_commissions_open/) \~\~ Carla squirmed as she waited in front of Stacy’s door. Her first year in college, she had already been invited by some of the girls in her class for a sleepover. It was a bit silly. Carla was worried about the whole thing being a bit childish. Yet, it was impossible to res...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
The smell of popcorn and cum filled the air. The night sky was lit up with the glow of circus lights. There was laughter as people played the silly games or slipped away into specialised snuff booths. It was a gorgeous night at the Bloody Carnival, and five friends were determined to have the best night of their lives, especially as it was to be their last. Farah tugged Kody by the arm. Th...
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/s/Ow62o3Ay2M) | [Part 2](https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/s/j6bcKWF0xE) Sorry this is short. Reddit’s word count is tiny. \~\~ It was colder than Nemain expected, probably because of all of Simle’s cum. She felt a strange mix of excitement and horror at her actions. Had she not spent her whole life saying she would be better than her mother? Sh...
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/s/lG7mbLHnrC) | [Part 3](https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/s/vtTQNDY2pe) \~\~ The Morrigan waded through the battle with an angelic sort of ease. She glided over corpses, leaving a trail of cum in her wake. Waves of magic crushed any fairy that dared to fling themself at her. Each fell with a thump or turned to a mist of blood. None interested her. ...
Raevyn smirked as she approached the edge of town. Her long, white hair flowed with the rush of wind. The sky was dark. It spouted angry curls of thunder, mere moments from dumping rain on the village. There was not much time left. The Morrigan’s army would come and trample the fae if Raevyn and her guard could not stop them. The fairy baroness was confident. No foe had ever defeated Rae...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Jason slipped into the Sandtown pub with the rest of his coworkers. It was Todd’s birthday, and the crew had decided a drink was the best way to celebrate. Not that Jason was complaining. Sandtown pub was renowned for its drinks, but there was something there that was even more tempting. The sexiest bartender Jason had ever seen. A football game played on the TV in one corner, where most...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
“You fight so hard to kill us all, but what’s the point? I’ve already infected others. All you humans are so weak. Even a ‘sweet and innocent’ Christian boy couldn’t hold up. He fell the moment I offered him his first gay kiss. Kill one, and all you’re doing is slowing us down. Why not just give in?” Those were the last words of one of Rider’s previous vampire prey. It had been s...
“You fight so hard to kill us all, but what’s the point? I’ve already infected others. All you humans are so weak. Even a ‘sweet and innocent’ Christian boy couldn’t hold up. He fell the moment I offered him his first gay kiss. Kill one, and all you’re doing is slowing us down. Why not just give in?” Those were the last words of one of Rider’s previous vampire prey. It had been s...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Carla squirmed as she waited in front of Stacy’s door. Her first year in college, she had already been invited by some of the girls in her class for a sleepover. It was a bit silly. Carla was worried about the whole thing being a bit childish. Yet, it was impossible to resist the pull of some quality girl time. So she went, carrying a bottle of sparkling juice and praying the others would no...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
“I don’t think playing a girl is that big of a deal.” Riley huffed as he set his character sheet on the table. Between mouthfuls of Cheetos, Dan said, “We all know you just want to play one cause you can’t get any pussy IRL.” Riley rolled his eyes. His fingers drummed on the ancient oak table. It was of an older style. Scratches covered its frame from years of abuse. In tru...
Thomas shut the door to the break room behind him. He squinted into the blaze of strobe light and music that made up his workplace. Drunk people pushed past, giggling over some fraternity party. Thomas paid them little mind. He headed for the bar, pushing past other inebriated college students. The reel of weed made his head spin just a bit. Thomas had been working as a janitor for the Pink Ki...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 650,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
“I don’t think playing a girl is that big of a deal.” Riley huffed as he set his character sheet on the table. Between mouthfuls of Cheetos, Dan said, “We all know you just want to play one cause you can’t get any pussy IRL.” Riley rolled his eyes. His fingers drummed on the ancient oak table. It was of an older style. Scratches covered its frame from years of abuse. In tru...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Part one: https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/s/7Inu9Te1PX \~\~ Faune flushed with shame. Her jaw flexed, ready to chomp if she ever got the chance. She hooked her nails into the Malice’s legs. It was getting harder and harder to focus. Every stroke down her throat battered out more air. Spit and sweat smeared her cheeks. With a sudden lurch, the Malice stuffed herself as deep as she could go. ...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
[Part 1](https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/comments/1r9zg7w/university_collar_massacre_p12mxfxm_noncon_head/) \~\~ Danny rolled his eyes. “I’m not scared of some bullshit boogey man distopian anti-breaking whatever. This isn’t some YA fantasy novel. What’s the worst that’ll happen? They kick me out? I’m not gonna die for this.” Ye-jun stepped back and crossed his arms over...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Loka tugged at the thick, metal collar around his pale, thin neck. His long, black hair was tied back to keep it from snagging on the contraption. He tapped his fingers on the lecture hall table. Loka stared listlessly at the whiteboard. History was one of his worst subjects because it was so entirely boring. It did not help that Dr. Howard, the mousy little professor with tiny eyes and a limp m...
Rowena smirked as she approached the edge of town. Her long, white hair flowed with the rush of wind. The sky was dark. It spouted angry curls of thunder, mere moments from dumping rain on the village. There was not much time left. The Malice’s army would come and trample the fae if Rowena and her guard could not stop them. The fairy baroness was confident. No foe had ever defeated Rowen...
[https://www.reddit.com/user/Father\_Leech\_/comments/1r78hw6/lilybrooke\_prisons\_corruption\_problem\_mxmxmxf/](https://www.reddit.com/user/Father_Leech_/comments/1r78hw6/lilybrooke_prisons_corruption_problem_mxmxmxf/) This piece was a commission from a friend. One, for porn. Of course. But two, she wanted me to expand the backstory of one of her OCs. We needed a reason to explain a couple of sc...
2026-02-17
The metal ached. Then again, when did it not ache? Wren tugged idly at the head collar with as much of a scowl as she could manage with steel shoved down her throat. Even after having worn it for so long, it was humiliating. The bastard object made it nearly impossible to sleep. She sighed through her nose and rolled to her side. That was no more comfortable than on her back. Granted, the shit...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
[https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/comments/1r0bh59/first\_rule\_dont\_talk\_about\_the\_arena\_mxf\_tomb/](https://www.reddit.com/r/GuroErotica/comments/1r0bh59/first_rule_dont_talk_about_the_arena_mxf_tomb/) Laura Croft is kidnapped and forced into a fighting arena where she is continually revived and forced to fuck and fight other warriors. Themes include: Noncon, Incest, Blood Play, Torture...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
It was supposed to be an easy raid. An in-and-out type of job. A small relic in a distant temple tucked away in the woods that would take her maybe a few days to grab and bring back for study. What Lara had not expected was to be surrounded by about fifteen henchmen and held at gunpoint. Lara’s lips curled back in a snarl as she glared around at her attackers. They had caught her just ou...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
“This thing’s ugly as shite.” Rose’s voice was hardly audible over the roar of the crowd and the blare of sultry music. Lila glanced down at her lover, who stood on the lower of the float’s two tiers. Her smile widened slightly, though she continued to sing, unable to respond to her lover. It was true. Rodrick’s parade float was impressively terrible. Ugly pink streamers decora...
The camera’s light flickered on. Derek glanced at his computer and grinned when he saw his stream was live. It had been a long time since he was this excited about streaming. Perhaps that was helped by the excitement of the clones around him. Even after a month, they were still going to town. Derek reminded himself to go back there some time. He stepped back and shot a finger gun to the came...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Adelaide moaned into her servant, Mary Ann’s, mouth. Their tongues danced together. She put her hands on the servant’s hips and pulled her close. “Oh, my… You taste so sweet…” “My liege… Dearest Princess…” Mary Ann pulled Adelaide back into the kiss. As the two nipped at each other’s lips, Adelaide’s legs trembled. Her pussy was drenched. Some of it was slobber. Most of it ...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Rhys stared out of the window, watching the soft rain splatter against the glass. Cars rushed by, though the hum of the cafe was just enough to drown them out. The smell of coffee was cozy, though Rhys had chosen a hot chocolate as his drink. His gaze drifted, wandering along the funky decorations of the modern interior. Rhys’ eyes landed on a sign that read “Staff Does Not Clean Up After Snuf...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Anya tapped her fingers against the metal push cart, impatient and already ready to go home. A small yawn escaped her and she made a mental vow to chug a Monster Energy after her work was finished. The hum of the elevator was a cheese grater on her draining patience. It was not helped by the itchy fabric of her stupid uniform. It was cheap lace that rubbed against her tits and belly every time she...
Anya tapped her fingers against the metal push cart, impatient and already ready to go home. A small yawn escaped her and she made a mental vow to chug a Monster Energy after her work was finished. The hum of the elevator was a cheese grater on her draining patience. It was not helped by the itchy fabric of her stupid uniform. It was cheap lace that rubbed against her tits and belly every time she...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Ventris tossed her head back. Her mane of black hair was streaked with crimson. Dark eyes full of poorly hidden lust rolled back. It was supposed to be an easy job. Get in, kill a couple of succubi, get out. Ventris was a demon hunter for gods sake! She had training in handling the wretched beasts. ‘Then how’, Ventris asked herself, ‘Did I end up in this situation?’ It was not all that con...
“Come on, Jasper. Please?” Charlie said the words playfully, as if it were a joke. Both of them knew damn well that it was not. Jasper pushed open their apartment door and sighed, shaking his head, “I dunno, Charlie… I don’t want to hurt you. I mean, what if something goes wrong? You know I love you. I couldn’t imagine losing my favorite little toy.” A soft blush spread across Charli...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Dr. Flora’s Experiment \[NBxF\] \[Rape\] \[Vines/plants\] \[Body Modification\] (Commissions Open) The buzz of electric lights was sharp. Loud. It drilled into Hazel’s skull. The back of her head throbbed as she moved her arm. She tried to cover her face, but realized quickly that her wrist could only jostle against what felt like leather bindings. It was at that point that her eyes shot open....
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
The last thing that Faye remembered was dicks. Big, wet, loud, cocks pounding into her cunt. Those bastards had flipped her over on top of Leliana and pounded their pussies in unison. More dicks had filled their mouths and been stuffed between their tits. It was an altogether overpowering experience that was not just annoying, but also a literal pain in their asses. There was one part of it that m...
The last thing that Faye remembered was dicks. Big, wet, loud, cocks pounding into her cunt. Those bastards had flipped her over on top of Leliana and pounded their pussies in unison. More dicks had filled their mouths and been stuffed between their tits. It was an altogether overpowering experience that was not just annoying, but also a literal pain in their asses. There was one part of it that m...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Drip, drip, drip. Blood streaked down Aspen’s arms. It trickled down to the concrete floor. Dripping. They loathed that sound. The room was dim. Aspen had to squint to make out the sink in the corner of the small room. It had a counter around it lined with various blades, buckets, and tools of torture. Along the other wall was a machine much akin to a car battery, though quite a bit larger. It w...
Tom slipped the key into Diana’s front door lock. The chill of autumn wind nipped at him just as much as his racing excitement. Diana had dropped her spare key while at work that morning, and he could not help but jump on the opportunity. To Tom’s credit, he told himself that it was to return the keys. All he wanted was what was best for his true love. She did not have to know that he had made...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Tom slipped the key into Diana’s front door lock. The chill of autumn wind nipped at him just as much as his racing excitement. Diana had dropped her spare key while at work that morning, and he could not help but jump on the opportunity. To Tom’s credit, he told himself that it was to return the keys. All he wanted was what was best for his true love. She did not have to know that he had made...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
With his gear slipped on, Trent assessed the situation. His teammates had already taken care of most of the hive. All around the room were invaders in various states of dying. Some were flattened and completely still. Others resembled carrots in a blender. Several scooped in thick, gelatinous guts back into their bodies, only for it to ooze back out. One twitched and writhed in agony. His hips had...
Danny slammed his car door behind him as he stormed toward his house. He wore a scowl that could kill a man. His fingers twitched with frustration. “Excuse me. What do you think you’re doing?” At Danny’s door was his neighbor, Zuri. Her face was caked with layers of makeup that plumped her lips and filled her cheeks. It was objectively beautiful, although just a bit too tacky to be convinc...
Campfire light filled the night air, melting away the snow around its base. Each party member shuffled about, preparing their tents and bedrolls for the night and subsequent journey ahead. Stars hung above, stone cold and distant. Not a cloud in the sky, a stark contrast to the snowstorm two nights before. Leila was cold, to say the least. She was small and did not have a lot of meat on her bones....
“Fuck! I’m close!” Trent gripped his boyfriend’s messy, gray hair. He held his head down on his dick, not that he had to. Terry was a vacuum. There was no getting him off until Trent popped. “Faster!” Terry was more than happy to oblige. His head bobbed, and his tongue worked miracles on his dick. He was a thin, willowy sort of man with dead, silver eyes. Trent was certain he was a cat...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Captain Ivy cracked open an eye and stared up at the wooden ceiling. A shoddy lamp hung above, though it did little to light the room due to the sun spilling in through the windows. Distant seagulls cawed and below the Captain was the sound of a busy tavern. The heady scent of cum was just as overbearing as the amount of that liquid ichor that filled the bedding. Captain Ivy must have had a long n...
Captain Ivy cracked open an eye and stared up at the wooden ceiling. A shoddy lamp hung above, though it did little to light the room due to the sun spilling in through the windows. Distant seagulls cawed and below the Captain was the sound of a busy tavern. The heady scent of cum was just as overbearing as the amount of that liquid ichor that filled the bedding. Captain Ivy must have had a long n...
Beckett watched the snow drift past Aubrey’s kitchen window. It was pleasantly peaceful, a serene picture of Christmas cheer. Granted, Christmas was a few days ago, but with all of the excitement for New Years Eve, few people had lowered their garlands or wreaths. Across the road and two floors down, Beckett spotted a Christmas tree on display. It was nice. Normal. It made Beckett feel less awkw...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
“We’re supposed t’ be workin’, feather brain,” Sabriel hissed through his teeth. “Don’t pretend you don’t like it.” Sakari returned. “You’re the one pushing your ass on me like a whore.” Sabriel tried to bite back, but he could only moan at the rough treatment. His face was pressed into the brick wall of a dingy alleyway. There was enough clutter to hide the two from the ba...
“We’re supposed t’ be workin’, feather brain,” Sabriel hissed through his teeth. “Don’t pretend you don’t like it.” Sakari returned. “You’re the one pushing your ass on me like a whore.” Sabriel tried to bite back, but he could only moan at the rough treatment. His face was pressed into the brick wall of a dingy alleyway. There was enough clutter to hide the two from the ba...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
Trent let out an animalistic growl as he drove his dick deep into Kal’Gaylor’s plump, juicy ass. The Quarian’s latex suit was torn in places, revealing silver skin that matched the walls of the dingy, tucked away bathroom of the space station. Most of the tears were from where Trent’s fingers had punctured the latex as he railed the quarian’s pucker. His ass hole was, of course, revealed...
Jacob grumbled as he dug through the trash. There were benefits to sifting through the garbage of a cafe that did not dispose of its dying clones properly: Namely, that the clones were free and perfectly prepared to be fucked to death. It also came with the downside of scraping his arms on the typical cafe garbage and getting covered in the slime of already-deteriorated clones. His eyes lit up whe...
Trent took jobs from various employers, but it was rare that he took on revenge cases. Most people were not batshit enough for murder. Not that Trent was complaining. A couple thousand bucks to take out a couple thugs sounded plenty promising to him. It helped that he knew the bar the idiots were in and it was not hard to find them there. He stalked them for about an hour before determining that L...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
“I’m trying to make dinner.” Dr. Gate’s tone was stern. Annoyed. “B-but…” Wren’s stuttered words came low. “You’ve been stressed for days now by this project. J-Just let me help you r-relax.” Wren slipped her hand under her girlfriend’s lab coat and pressed it into the small of her back. The only thing that separated them was the soft fabric of a black turtle neck. Dr. Gate...
It was ironic how few funerals took place in the rain. In the movies, it is always raining during funerals. Alden had always found those scenes frustrating. He would fast-forward past the scene until it was over. Scenes like that were insulting, honestly. Alden had seen perhaps hundreds of funerals and always found beauty within the sunlight. Birds chirping and bugs buzzing. Death was a b...
A pleasure to meet you. I have written over 550,000 words in commissions over the past four years. This is not including my work as a ghost writer, which includes short stories and novels. Not all of my work is on this page, but I encourage readers to peruse my page. I'm known for my weird, specific, and nasty works, but I have also written many not-so-spicy pieces. I am a trans-masc man who has a...
“Better be quiet. Wouldn’t want to get caught.” Dr. Gate teased softly. Her breath brushed against Wren’s ear. “For wearing a big ass shock collar, you sure are awfully noisy.” Wren whined. She chewed her lip as she fought a needy moan. “We sh-shouldn’t b…be doing this here.” Dr. Gate slipped her fingers along the hem of Wren’s skirt. Her other hand came up to cov...
“Better be quiet. Wouldn’t want to get caught.” Dr. Gate teased softly. Her breath brushed against Wren’s ear. “For wearing a big ass shock collar, you sure are awfully noisy.” Wren whined. She chewed her lip as she fought a needy moan. “We sh-shouldn’t b…be doing this here.” Dr. Gate slipped her fingers along the hem of Wren’s skirt. Her other hand came up to cov...
“Better be quiet. Wouldn’t want to get caught.” Dr. Gate teased softly. Her breath brushed against Wren’s ear. “For wearing a big ass shock collar, you sure are awfully noisy.” Wren whined. She chewed her lip as she fought a needy moan. “We sh-shouldn’t b…be doing this here.” Dr. Gate slipped her fingers along the hem of Wren’s skirt. Her other hand came up to cov...