Black and Tan
"Yo, grab me my New Boslick globe, will you? I've got the bottle-opener." Brant squatted down to carefully place the two brown paper bags on the living room coffee table, thinking how funny it was that they had never used it for actual coffee. Coffee...
Salt Lick
GodDAMNit I wish I didn't think they were so hot. Even in the shade below the bleachers, the air was baking and still. It was late afternoon, only a half an hour after school left out, so the sun was still out and merciless and the wind refused to...
Irresistible (commission for Tsarin)
The show was well under way, so of course Jon was on his third beer. He held the red plastic cup aloft above his head and roared in approval as the band onstage finished a long, drawn-out drone. It wasn't the style of song that really got him going...
How to Calm Your Werewolf
If anyone says they don't love a state fair at least a little bit, I think they're a liar. There's something so lovably trashy about a late-summer afternoon with wheedling notes of music and echoes of announcements and smells of sickeningly-satisfying...
Don't Worry
1 _"Perfect. Cock the brow, give us that grin. You're the struttin'est stud around, and you know it. Clench the butt cheeks, bedroom eyes...aww yeah, that's it. Hold the back muscles, hmmmm. Lift the arms. There it is! Right there! Hold!"_ _The...
A New Job (commission for Cyrus Nygma)
Jon was adjusting quite well to his new job, he thought while adjusting his uniform jockstrap. He had plenty of experience in hospitality and service, but a job as a live-in butler for a mysterious writer's mansion had been daunting at first. He had...
Sitting Room (commission for Zeus Hartline)
Bottoms Out was Jon's favorite bar for very obvious reasons. Of course, he had no problems squeakily ingratiating himself into the back of strangers' pants in more "normal" bars, but here it was especially easy to go for any butt his tusks took a...