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I was hiking an endlessly tall mountain, with clouds so far below me I thought they were a roiling, foamy ocean. Boulders started to fall in front of me, but I dodged them. One was about to crash down on me, but I confidently held up my giant staff that looked an awful lot like a giant dildo and a magical shield formed, the boulders breaking around it. I put the staff back into nowhere and continued until a dead end. I pulled a map from nowhere and pressed four cracks in the cliff face, and
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Chapter 5 is in the moderation queue. We'll see if things keep comin' up Luke!
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Despite my best attempts, the sight of that beautiful dick hanging on my best friend's muscular body was one my subconscious would not soon forget. It haunted my dreams: I was in a forest, walking through a maze of trees trying to find something, but I didn't know what. I turned a corner and was sucked back to the beginning. I kept going and learning the maze and then at the center there he was, offering me a … pizza? Slicing it with a giant sword adorned by a triangle with a circle in
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We're working up to two full moons in one night!
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I slept poorly. Maybe it was the lightly peach fuzzed, heavenly orbs in my vision for half the night. Or a new bed. Or wondering where my next meal would be. I wasn't working the diner again for another day. Or those really weird fucking dreams. I was fishing, but my fishing pole was a giant, thin dick. I held onto the balls and cast the line, which caused the pole to bulge out and let out a white line that looked like cum, but it was just fishing line. The scene had switched and
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Many. Though not necessarily together. This is designed to be a very long story; like, >30 chapters. Lots of room for escapades.
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Yup, that's where we are so far. GA dot org only lets me submit one chapter per 24 hr period, so we're building here. I've written through ch. 10 so far.
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Gosh, I hope so! Oh wait, I'm the author ... lemme look ahead ...
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"Zeke is a life saver," I thought, as I sucked on a doughnut-shaped hard candy. Zeke was my best friend. My very straight best friend. I told him what happened, and after he stopped laughing – which took way too long – he said I could stay at his place. He just said I could ... that was one of the things I loved about Zeke: He knew it would make me feel even worse and like my life was even more fucked up if I had to ask him, so he just offered. The property manager had told the land
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Luke is non-confrontational and passive by nature. Something that he will move away from over the next many chapters (well after ch. 10, which is already written). At the end of the story, there might be a consequence for the property manager. These first several chapters are to establish my two main characters so that as they go through the classic hero's journey, they can grow.
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I had cum dripping out of my ass. Fucking cum. Dripping out of my fucking – no, my fucked – ass. My fucked ass that was currently gaped open and trying to close. It was trying to close against the chair in my run-down apartment as I sat there, not entirely sure of what was happening. At least the chair was fake leather, and it still felt cool against my heated asshole. I had been late on my rent again. The property manager had knocked, it was the fifth of the month. The landlord
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An epic story starts with humble beginnings: Luke is evicted from his apartment and his best friend, Zeke, offers to let him move into his one-bedroom. Luke has long lusted after Zeke but knows Zeke won't return it. When both are suddenly kidnapped and taken to a strange place, Luke embarks on an epic quest that must start in the past to save not only Zeke, but an entire world. While Luke works out how to navigate this strangely sexualized and gay reality, Zeke must slowly come to terms with who he really is and a past he doesn't know.
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Thanks, I'm glad you liked it. It may be awhile before I write another, and I haven't actually decided if I'm going to write another between this and the main novel I started in 2007 (that incorporates Shawn and Will as the main characters and Michael is a side character). I think I may work more on that one now, rewriting a fair fraction based on this now back-story I've created for Michael which drastically changes him from how I had originally imagined. I may write some character background/beginnings stories for other characters as I go, though, so I have a better idea of how to bring them into that main one.
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Michael awoke in his room, sitting up and yawning as he stretched his arms towards the tightly woven branches. The smell of the forest and the chirping of birds greeted his senses as he got up to grab his leggings and tunic. He felt a weight on his chest as he stood, and upon looking down he saw the crystal hanging from his neck. That was when it all came back to him. "Nate!" he shouted. No one came. He clutched the crystal and recited the spell, but he did not come. It hadn't been a dr
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Is this what it's like to be dead? Am I dead? Everything is so bright, so bright towards the Glen, but there is so much carnage. Wait – everything is frozen. And who is that –? So bright … But not. Beyond him, beyond the light, it's so dark. Is this a judgment? Am I going to heaven or hell? Why is the demon staring at him. "Wha—what are you? What happened?" I asked the man bathed in white. "I am your Guide," he answered, before turning to the demon. "You risk breaking the A
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"This is the place, right?" Joanna asked. The three looked at Nate, who nodded. The jinni had grown in power and ability over the past several months, but by any standard "in the industry," he was infantile and could do little to help them. A jinni's innate powers at birth were limited to passive knowledge, transportation, and basic defense; his job was to protect everyone possible during whatever may be coming. From rules that everyone at this point was questioning, Nate lacked any offen
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Murder in Bar, No Body, Police Baffled by Camera reporter James Monroe At approximately 8:00 PM last night, September 15, several diners at O'Conner's Pub in downtown Boulder witnessed and reported a brutal murder. According to eyewitness reports, two men were talking at the bar when one pulled out a knife and stabbed the other, then lit him on fire. The murderer escaped without anyone seeing where he went, and police are trying to determine what happened to the body of the man alleged
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Spring turned to Summer that lazily crept into Autumn as Michael's life settled into something that regular people would consider to be normal. His relationship with Nate progressed as well, the two becoming inseparable while at home and out for enjoyment, but with Nate still unable to come to work with Michael. Meanwhile, Susan would periodically check in on Michael at work and chat with Avery to monitor how well Michael was fitting in. She was impressed with his progress and how his demea
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Michael stayed at home and tried to remember everything that Susan had told him about kitchens and laundry and everything else that he had not known before two days ago. He found Nate invaluable during this time, and he wryly thought to himself that he could remember how to conjure illusions and channel natural forces, but he could not seem to remember the difference between the stove and oven, nor fathom the difference between his sink and dishwasher. But, with Nate's ability to answer any qu
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Harold Camping just needs to go away. But, for what it's worth, his website is finally back up.
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Family Guy was not good at first, it got much better, now it's declining again. American Dad ... watched the first episode, and never watching it again. Cleveland Show, watched first two episodes, not watching it again.
