joshslater

Scally Curse

Kind of a follow-up on the octusclestory about a rude trust fund dude getting turned into a sex-craved scally."Turn me back immediately you fucking prick!"The voice and the accent on the phone was clearly Daz's, but the way he spoke made it obvious Dave was back. I had expected about two years, but this was a bit quicker. I checked the calendar. 577 days. That would make it... uh, the math strained my brain. More than 4 times a day on average."Oi, Daz. What are you talking about?...

Second Hand Tattoos

"Shit!"I felt the familiar sting, the forehead this time. I quickly find the phone in my back pocket and use the selfie camera to inspect the damage. I'm not sure what it is supposed to look like, some sort of abstract design. It's not horrible, and not my first face tattoo, but still annoying. I've pretty much resigned myself to tattoos anywhere else on the body. It's not like another one will make a difference, but I still feel protective about my face.I still lived in ...

The Cupbearer, Part 2

mulletpermsicantlookawayon tumblr wrote a follow up to my contributionto the relay story about the mysterious cups. Published with permission.Day 4, 9:28As Tyler looked on, I put the sealed cup in my backpack. I was about to leave, but then I turned and really looked at him, trying to figure out what was going on.“Honestly, Tyler, is there anything left of you in there? I mean, do you still care about me at all, or do you just care about me getting Steve with this…this thing?”For a second,...

Avatar

"Dave?! Are you there?"My blurry vision focused back on the screen. "Yeah, I'm here. I think... I don't know. I think something didn't work as it should once I pressed OK on the character creation screen.""I assume you are Litharion as always. You made a neurohacker scoundrel, right? I can see him on my realFriends list. Oh, if I click him I can see a model. 5'4", lithe, shaggy hair, shitty tattoos, embroidered jeans.""Yeah, I can see that too,&#34...

Resizing

"Care to make it more interesting?" the guy said. We were both about the same age, size, and build. Me, a ginger electronics engineer student dedicated to exercise for years, and recently getting serious with bodybuilding, and he, a Latino who obviously didn't skip gym or his meal plan too often. I guess that was why he'd asked me to spot for him at the barbell. He returned the favor and I felt the need to use the same weight as him and do his reps plus one. That led into testost...

Emergency Model

I've been a long time fan of the JD sports online webshop models, where they don't shy away from rougher looks and tattoos. At one point I got them in my tumblr ad rotation, so now I always get some bonus images of models with scally clothes on sale when I browse tumblr. So I saw this guy who looked very clean with a buzz cut and imagined that he really just was a university student earning some extra cash, and wrote a small caption for a discord.So you get drafted into participating in ...

AI Trainer

You would have thought you would open the attachment as soon as it arrived, but somehow the email made the fantasy real, literally. When you first got the question "How would you like becoming my sexual fantasy?"on the discord server you played along. Not exactly an RP session, but certainly not a real prospect either. "What would I look like?" you had asked, and he started describing his fantasy. Thick muscles all over, not like those comical morphs, but functional. But way abov...

Emergency Model

"Excuse me, what's your shoe size?"Bewildered I looked around to find the man who asked the random question, like out of that old episode of Monty Python. Off to the side, almost behind me, was a thirty-ish man in polo shirt, jeans, and glasses with plastic rims that looked purposefully selected to make him look like a film director or architect. He looked unsure or stressed. "Eight, eight and a half. Who's asking?"Immediately he brightened up. "Hello. I'm Ben Atk...

Grease Monkey

"Hey, wake up!"He snapped his fingers in front of the drowsy boy, who stirred in the worn chair and squinted in the direction of the sound of the snaps."Over here!" the man continued. He was a few years older than the boy, with a lean, muscular build, sturdy work boots, distressed blue jeans, a grey "bob bruce" promotional T-shirt, yellow paracord bracelet, and a camo baseball cap. "I want you to look at Jay," he said and nodded to the third person in the warehous...

Stained pt. 2

Originally didn't have anything sexual in mind for this story. In fact it didn't even have any hypnosis elements in it to being with. Just a mechanic to dirty someone up a bit and get them into an aesthetic they would never chose for themselves. I had some ideas for what would happen day two ending in him free to go, but I never managed to get those elements to click, hence the farmhand motivation. I did get one idea that made me introduce Casy, but decided against using it to keep the s...

Genie in a Lamp

I would say it's trite. I paid almost nothing for a prepacked bag of junk at a garage sale where they'd put a few old vinyls in as well. That's not the trite part, though I can't tell you how much I hate that gimmick to make me pay them to take out their trash. Back home I unpacked the entire bag in case there was something else in it remotely useful, and somewhere halfway towards the bottom was an oil lamp in a dull metal that looked like a prop from an Aladdin play. In a sudden...

Sean Cody

At first he had just made quick, inconspicuous glances at the boy. Athletic for sure, brand sneakers, brand socks, immodest shorts, earbuds that kept him in his own little world, one of those stupid hairstyles with way too much fringe, snapping photos of himself on all the equipment. Or filming. Again, he tried not to linger with his eyes. But he kept coming back looking for longer and longer because of that outrageously inappropriate T-shirt. "seancody.com" it said, the porn site.This w...

Stained

They say when you are in an accident everything moves in slow motion. That wasn't at all how it felt for me. I was driving down a slight slope toward an intersection out in bumfuckyall, where a truck was waiting at a red light. Why they would put a traffic light out here with nothing but crop fields around is beyond me. Getting some extra revenue from people running the lights perhaps. Not busy enough to warrant the installation though. Maybe to stop traffic when harvesters or whatever pass ...

Change of Flatmate

"Good morning!" my annoying flatmate cheered as I entered the kitchen well past morning. I was feeling like shit despite only having had one beer yesterday. "Hi Chris." It must be something other than a hangover. My head was throbbing and I felt clammy, like I was having fever sweats. "Did you sleep alright?"Why isn't he eating anything? Because it's almost noon. Why is he here at all then and not out running or lifting or whatever the fuck he spends his free time...

Ink and Time

He had long forgotten which tattoo did what. He was tied down and screaming all throughout the parts he was conscious for, as the priests carefully injected their potions into his skin and flesh. Most of his defeated army, the ones that survived, got turned into hard labor slaves, but some were selected for propaganda, though the word didn't exist yet. To be marked as a caution for others and to make the defeat live on forever. The tattoos brought him eternal health, youth, obedience, and lo...

Push and Pull pt. 2

The other point of view from the first part.Mark stayed in the waiting room while I followed the surgeon into the procedure room. The room was prepped for surgery with equipment trays ready but covered by green cloth for protection. What demanded attention though was what stood in the center of the room, bathing in light. A reclined gynecological chair."Before you take a seat I want you to sign this," doctor McConnel said and handed me a clipboard. "Normally we do this earlier, but g...

Breeder pt. 2

Breeder pt. 1

I did a little collaboration with Hijaden. The story is all his, and he first rendered the pages and added a first draft of the text. Then I edited the texts, often drastically rewriting them in consultation with Hijaden in what became almost like a caption challenge.

The Wrong Man

So this is another one of those story ideas that crosses multiple political lines that makes me uneasy to write it out properly, but I want to write down the outline if I decide to come back to it at some point. To some degree everything I write about comes from uneasiness with authority, prejudice, socio-economic tensions, racial tensions, and abuse of roles within those themes.Prologue.A black man wearing a black beanie, white hoodie with an 80s-looking pattern of neon geometrical shapes, blac...

Workday

The Christmas holiday was over and we both knew things would be different from now on. While our relationship was deeper than ever, it was also irreversibly altered. He treated me differently. I treated him differently. I wanted everyone else to treat him differently too, if even ever so slightly."Sit," I said and he complied immediately, replying "Yes, Sir" as he did. This would have been alien to him just weeks ago. I attacked him from behind, surprising him by pressing the tri...

Phone sex

Another caption competition, this time using a still from the BelAmi orgy clip "Kinky Angels with Max". Instead of the actual photo, here is a still from before they are all naked and erect. My caption got 2nd place."It's Mark!" He didn't recognize the number. The other guys went quiet. "Yeah, hi! Ok... Yep, most of them... Hold on!" He pressed the mute button on the phone and addressed the group. "You can't fucking guess. It's that fucking Reynold guy...

The Invited

Something is wrong.When that jock behind me in the campus cafeteria line asked me to come to their frat party I was surprised but felt a little special. Sure, I thought it would be an open house party with a cash bar, but still to get an invite felt good. Now that I'm here at the frat house, a welcome drink and two beers in, something just isn't right. Everyone is super nice and asks me a lot of questions, but they are all with the fraternity. I have slowly discovered there are no other ...

The Proposal

I had to admit it really was a beautiful spot, just as he had promised. You could see the wheat fields stretching out for miles below the slope, golden in the afternoon glow. They were perfectly framed by the trees on either side of our parking spot, giving off that wonderful late-summer fragrance of hot greenery and hay. All of it wasted on me, my attention focused on the man sitting beside me on the truck flatbed, also fragrant with tobacco and hot afternoon man."You'll love it," h...

Booster shot

The male nurse picked up a file from the tray, scanned it quickly, and turned to me. "Martin? Here for the injection?" It was only me and two elderly ladies in the waiting room. "Yes," I said, getting up from reading a year-old home improvement magazine. "This way," the nurse said and started walking down the corridor from which he had emerged.Many doors down we turned into a well-equipped procedure room and he motioned for me to sit on the bed with the back part raised, ...

Fender Bender

He's frozen like a deer in the headlights, almost literally. Bet he can see the damn truck now! Well, at least the light bar, drenching him and the side of the road my truck faces. His wreck of a car is somewhere in the darkness behind us, taking a much bigger part of the kinetic energy with it once our vehicles collided.He doesn't remember that. He doesn't remember climbing out of his car in the ditch, screaming profanities and homophobic slurs at me, and waving a bat around in some...

Snitches and Bitches

His goon shoves me through the door to his office and closes the door behind me. It's a sparse, furnished attic, white walls, and ceiling, a few armchairs, his cluttered desk, and behind it him, looking through some papers."I'm," I start, but he holds up his hand without looking up from whatever paperwork he is reading through. I remain silent. The ceiling window bathes the room in natural light, though it is cloudy outside.He looks up and quickly scans me. "Take off all your...

CAT

This is my take on a TF request by octuscle.I guess it's kind of like what magicians feel like. Sure, you can train all you like in your bedroom, and you can do it in front of your mates, but when you do it for real, for a real audience you get the same jitters before the trick and a certain rush after it. No one noticed how I did the misdirection, how I lifted the phone and stashed it in my pocket in a smooth motion that started well before and ended well after those two events, making it s...

Drilling

Caption for a discord caption competition with a bit too risky image for Patreon. Instead of a soldier-on-soldier blowjob screen cap from a gay porno, I present you this kind of hypno photo.It was in the middle of the fourth day it just clicked for me in the "Hey, I recognize what this is!" way. I even felt a little bit stupid for not noticing earlier, as often is the case once you've deciphered something. All the procedures, rituals, stress, sleep deprivation, replacing all our dail...

Punk Bottom

Think, Kyle! Think!Fuck!I knew he was trouble. He didn't look like he belonged at a gay bar, almost too self-confident and cocky, like he wanted desperately to not get caught being a fake. Fake what though? We've all been there when we figured out our sexuality. Perhaps it was part of his coming out. He moved all the chips to the center of the board and decided to risk it all by going all in and losing his virginity as his first out act.At least that's what I thought his game was. Hi...

Proof of Life

He recognized the phone taking photos of him. Not by name, and certainly not well enough to operate, but conceptually he knew that other people could see him through the device. Like a long tube with mummy and daddy looking at the other end. That made him happy, excited even, but he also realized that bad people could look into the tube as well. That made him change direction and inch away from it.The man holding the phone wrote a little note. "Don't make any attempts to find him and you...