July 27, 2014
Sneak Peek: Justin and Tim

I’m working on an extended version of “Justin and Huck’s Long Summer.” Here’s a rough draft of a new section


It occurred to Justin, sometime in mid-august, that their father had been coming and going in from the house, to work and home again, somehow completely unaware of what Huck was doing to him. Somehow, he always managed to make himself scarce when Huck appeared to tempt him, and so, in an effort to shield himself, in the childish hope that his father could somehow save him from this unending humiliation at the hands of his brother, he made a point of trying to stay near him whenever he was home—something his father seemed to resist and resent.

He soon discovered that his father had his own routine—mainly getting drunk on the couch every afternoon, watching whatever sport happened to be on ESPN, growing his gut. He cringed every time Justin called him dad. In fact, he seemed completely uninterested in the role. Finally, one afternoon when he tried to engage his dad in the hopes of avoiding Huck, his father, six beers drunk, turned to him and said, “You don’t fucking remember me at all, do you? Who I was? Fuck Justin, what the fuck did he do to you?”

Justin just stared at him, unable to make any sense of what he said.

“We were fucking friends for fucking years, man! I fucking disappear, and no one does fucking anything? Fuck—shit’s fucked.”

Justin racked his brain. His last year of high school seemed so far away now, but he could remember someone…someone named Tim. He’d gone missing in March, or something, but no one…no one had done anything about it. But what did that have to do with anything?

“Dad, what are you telling him?” Huck said. He’d slipped into the living room while they were talking, “You know the rules, dad.”

Their father gulped down his beer, and let off a loud belch. “Fuck you Huck, I’m…I’m your fucking father—you fucking made me this fucking piece of shit, so the least you could do is give me a little fuckin’ respect, boy!”

Huck slipped past Justin, and watched his brother run his hand through the stubble of their father’s round chin, before sliding one finger into his mouth. “I wanted it to be a surprise for later, you know.”

It hit Justin immediately, like a his brain suddenly shifted and revealed an entire section of his memory that had been hidden away deep within him. How his best friend Tim had started acting strange in the fall, and then simply disappeared in the middle of the spring of their senior year. He could remember all of this happening, but he couldn’t remember anyone doing anything about it. It was like he’d just fallen from the earth and their minds all at once—there one day, and gobe the next.

“No one remembers you either, now—so don’t think about telling anyone, Grandpa.”

His family—he hadn’t seen his family in months! He’d just…he’d just left one day, and come here, and just…just stayed! He couldn’t remember how any of it had even happened, and he stumbled back from Huck. “What the fuck are you, you’re not fucking human, no one can do this, this is insane.”

“Well, I am human…mostly—I think?” Huck said, and then shrugged, “It started to blur together a while ago. Still, I’m enjoying myself, aren’t you, daddy?”

Huck slid into his dad’s lap and started making out with him; Justin turned and ran to his room before he could get too turned on and change himself. Rather than listen to them fuck downstairs, he hefted open his window, popped out the screen, and climbed out onto the roof. Could he kill himself? It was only one story, but if he hit head first, maybe he had a chance. Unable to commit, he sat out there for a while instead, until the door to his room opened, and his father entered his room.

“Hey, Justin? What are you doing out there?”

What was he doing out here? He’d been thinking about something…but it had slipped his mind suddenly. A bit confused, he climbed back into his room and found his dad naked in front of him…and fuck, if his son wasn’t one fucking hot middle aged bear. Justin tromped across the room, his gut filling out as he did, hair whitening, and he could smell cum—his grandson’s cubcum, splattered across Tim’s face. He licked it off, and then kissed him deeply, thrusting his tongue into his mouth, feeling the stubble on his bare cheeks.

Through the hole in the wall, Huck watched his father and grandfather fuck. Later, when Justin had cum deep in Tim’s hole, he’d go in there and suck the cum out while grandpa fucked his ass. His dad had already fucked him, but he was always up for another fuck. They would all be fucking forever if he had any say in it—and it was only his say that mattered, as far as they were all concerned.


July 26, 2014

Anonymous said: Am I right to assume you frequent /mu/

Nope, the flamewars of 4chan don’t interest me in the slightest. I mostly follow Pitchfork Online, 107.7 The End here is Seattle, and recommendations from friends. I hate Pitchfork’s reviews for the most part, but they’re at least featuring music that I don’t see highlighted many other places, and their Best New Music tends to “good music” even if it isn’t stuff I really enjoy be stuff I enjoy. There are, of course, numerous exceptions to that rule, however (*cough* Vampire Weekend can go die in a fire *cough* *cough*). 107.7 is the de facto top of the very sorry heap of radio around here, but occasionally they unearth a nice gem of a single. 

July 25, 2014

Anonymous said: I may have your stories confused with someone elses, but did you ever right a vignette about a man who dick turned into a pipe?

I wrote a TF like that in my City of Bears part three in November 2012. Check here.

July 25, 2014

thefattestwizard said: I'm sorry I came off across that way earlier. I was just trying to express my frustration that you were putting so much effort scolding the trolls but not submitting any new content for your fans. Obviously you're entitled to spend your time however you want, I just felt a little frustrated.

No worries—but it’s hard for me to resist taking cheap shots when they offer themselves up.

Your latest captions are all excellent by the way—very happy to see you’re putting out new stuff too.

July 25, 2014

Anonymous said: Do you think a "realistic" age progression, where he becomes older/fatter/lazier/slobbier/whatever over decades instead of instantly, could be interesting? Or would it be too mundane?

Ummm….from your description it sounds almost mundane by description, which isn’t to say it isn’t worth writing about, just that it would be much harder to make interesting to readers, especially in this genre, where the fantastic is generally expected.

July 25, 2014

zagmukeve said: Have you read Barthes "The Pleasure of the Text" & if so what do you make of it? Asking you because of your predilection towards literally erotic (pleasurable) texts and also your fondness for theorizing about them.

I have not, but thank you for the recommendation. I found a pdf copy, and some summaries I found sound intriguing.

July 25, 2014

Anonymous said: No offense but im pretty sure id like your stories alot more if the men wernt fat

Do I really need to go over this again?

July 25, 2014

missmerboy said: Damn, my favorite TF writer also has great taste in music? No question, just a compliment :)

Thanks—I have a lot of time to listen on my lonely baking shifts.

July 25, 2014

Anonymous said: Hi there, I've become a rather big fan of yours, I've found some of the kinks you wrote about to be a massive turn on. I think your style of writing and prose is something that is very fluid and benefits the arousal I feel when reading your stories. I just can hope that my other kink, two guys turning into partial jack asses (ears tail fur junk) piques your curiosity and you come up with a story that ha humiliation, piss and cock shrinkage and growth with a bit of transformation. You rock!

I have actually written some very strange donkey and horse TF stories which you can find at my FurAffinity account. Thanks for reading, and I’m pretty sure I’ll keep covering all of those bases of yours.

July 25, 2014

Anonymous said: What music do you listen to?

Oh goodness, there is pretty much no way I could detail everything I listen to outside of several essays, but I can provide a short list of some of my favorite albums and artists from the last few years in no meaningful order.

  • Daft Punk’s entire catalog
  • "The Seer" and "To Be Kind" by Swans
  •  ”A U R O R A” by Ben Frost
  • "Obsidian" and "Ocean Death EP" by Baths
  • "Strange Mercy" and St. Vincent’s self titled LP from earlier this year.
  • "Say Yes to Love" by Perfect Pussy
  • "Concrete Misery" by Sevendeaths
  • "Same Trailer, Different Park" by Kasey Musgraves
  • "Lavender Country" (which is from 1974, I know, but it was just reissued this year and it’s queer and great and fuck you)
  • "It’s Album Time" by Todd Terje
  • The first half of Bleacher’s “Strange Desire”
  • "Ultraviolence" by Lana Del Rey
  • "The Electric Lady" by Janelle Monae
  • "Settle" by Disclosure
  • "Tarot Sport" and "Slow Focus" by Fuck Buttons
  • "Acid Rap" by Chance the Rapper
  • "Channel Orange" by Frank Ocean
  • The Joy Formidable’s live shows
  • "Silence Yourself" by Savages
  • "Cupid Deluxe" by Blood Orange
  • The first half of “Yeesus” by Kanye West
  • FKA Twigs (I am eagerly awaiting her debut LP next month)
  • "Benji" by Sun Kil Moon
  • "Sea When Absent" by A Sunny Day in Glasgow
  • "The Bones of What You Believe" by Chvrches
  • "Night Time, My Time" by Sky Ferreira 
  • "Psychic" by Darkside
  • Several of Jungle’s singles
  • "Burn Your Fire For No Witness" by Angel Olsen
  • "W H O K I L L" by tUnE-yArDs

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