SUNDAY, MARCH 7, 2021
HOSE OF YOU who have known me for a long time know how inconsistent unpredictable I can be, no? Or maybe my habits are actually all-too-easy to predict? Regardless, whether you anticipated it or not, I'm taking a brief respite from posting.
As with all of my (predictable) respites in the past, I will return. I just have many irons in the fire at the moment—irons which bring me pleasure and fulfillment, but which necessitate that I take a break. I hope you understand. If I find something that cannot wait to be posted, I will throw it up.
Thanks for your support! I shall return.
Monday, JANUARY 25, 2021
'M STILL HERE. I've just been a bit busy. Nothing earth-shattering. Most of it has involved being drunk with joy over the change of adminis...
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And besides, a lot of my time has been taken up with reading a particularly fantastic book. It's kinda long, but every word is superb. It's a gay fantasy, and so far I'm enthralled.
Anyhoo, I'll be back posting soon. Maybe the end of this week I'll have sumpin' more.
Thanks for your support!
Wednesday, JANUARY 13, 2021
DON'T ALWAYS post on Wednesdays, but when I do, it's usually about as good as the stuff I post other days.
This is just a little post to let you know that I've just thrown up a new story! "MUSCLE MAN CHURCH SECRETARY" is now ready for your reading pleasure. It's a bit longer than I usually post, but I did divide it into two parts, if that's any help.
Today's guy is not the main muscle character in the aforementioned story, but he's almost as buff, lean, and gorgeous as him!
Anyway, hope you enjoy the story!
FRIDAY, JANUARY 8, 2021
E EMBARK ON A New Year with a quick glance at the past. Today's Man is the inimitable Dennis Newman, from sometime in the previous millennium. His beautiful physique, full of gorgeous muscle and astounding symmetry, was (and still is) boner-inducing indeed.
That said, as we jump headfirst into 2021, it's time for CHAPTER TEN of SIR NATHAN!
A muscle-thirsty fan contacted me and submitted some drawings he'd done, wondering if they might be usable for my story. We ended up collaborating and he drew some pictures that coincided with what I was writing in this chapter, and... voila! You'll see his work in Ch. 10! He declined to be named, or even pseudonymed*, so I'm crediting him simply as A. Fan. You'll want to click on the link above to read this penultimate Nathan chapter (yes, it is!), and see Mr. Fan's great work!
* As my first official linguistic act of 2021, I declare this to be a word.
saturday, December 26, 2020
VERYONE KNOWS that Christmas is all about giving presents, right? I mean, why get up at the crack of dawn and run down the stairs if there are no presents under the tree? And for me, there's nothing more satisfying than giving people joy—by giving them the best reaction possible when I open their present to me.
THAT's the true meaning of Christmas, IMO: Giving people joy by graciously receiving their gifts.
But everyone also knows that often, Santa brings pretty-shitty stuff. It's just a fact. So, if you didn't get what you wanted this year, I have a special treat for you. A brand new story! Brand spanking new!
The Colonel Visits the Sergeant is a tale of military muscle—and muscle lust. I think you'll enjoy it. If you use your imagination (as I know my CWS's are wont to do) today's muscle man might possibly look a bit like the main muscle character in our story, Sgt. West.
So, please enjoy. And also please avail yourself of the exquisite experience of giving me your reaction to this gift. It is, after all, the highest expression of love: reacting to gifts.
Christmas eve, 2020
LL OF US here at MuscleStimulus.com (that'd be me) wish you the Happiest of Christmases, a (belated) Happy Hanukkah, Good Kwanza and all the best fun that comes with the season!
If your grandma gets run over by a reindeer, or if cousin Eddie parks his RV in your driveway, you can always withdraw from the festivities, grab some lube (you might need it) and read CHAPTER 9 of SIR NATHAN! Yep, he's up!
And if you don't like the story, there's always my cousin Brandon (I wish) right here! (Holy HELL! Can you imagine creeping down the stairs on Christmas morning and finding HIM under the tree? Even if he's there, as, say, your cousin, to open presents with? Shit!
Hopefully, I'll have more delicious stories and such for you during the inter-holiday (between Xmas and New Years) week! Thank you all for your support!
SUNDAY, DECEMBER 20, 2020
HRISTMAS just wouldn't be X-mas without some really good, jizz-producing Christmas muscle stories to read, no? Well, that's what I've always told myself.
So, with that in mind, I'm re-posting an oldie-but-goldie, "Best Christmas Ever" for your Christmas masturbatory pleasure. It's like 10 years old, but muscle never gets old, right? Well, that's what I've always told myself. (Except for in the case of the Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger*, who, you know, is old now.)
I've actually made a list (and I checked it twice) of Christmas-themed stories that I've done and said list is below. Actually the list includes only two stories, but said stories have multiple chapters. So... warm up some wassail, pour some nog, and pull up a YouTube yule log video and read away! Hope you enjoy!
Best Christmas Ever
MSCL FORCE: Christmas on Mt. Hood
And BTW, thanks for the feedback re: Sir Nathan. Yes, there's obviously more deliciousness to come! I'll be working on it this week.
Till then, don't forget that the "Christmas Star" is supposed to be the bee's knees tomorrow (Monday, 12-21) night. If you have clear skies, it sounds like it'd be worth it to take a gander. Unfortunately, us Portland area livers are gonna be under the all-too-familiar veil of cloudiness for the foreseeable future. So, if YOU are able to see it, snap me a pic and send it in! Maybe I'll post it!
Anyhoo... I hope to find a minute or three to post again before X-mas, but if I don't, have a really merry one! (And Happy Winter Solstice tomorrow, too!)
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* Truth right here: I spelled his name correctly, even without looking it up! Wow, I'm good.
SATURDAY, DECEMBER 19, 2020
Y ADVENT CALENDAR tells me it's only days till Christmas, so that means its time to get jolly, okay?
Your first Christmas present is Sir Nathan Chapter 8, up now. It's not particularly "Christmas-themed," but use your imagination. Pretend everyone in the story has a glass of eggnog in their hand.
We'll have to see how good you've been in order to figure out if you get anything more than that. Seanny has his contacts at the North Pole, so... we'll see.
MONDAY, NOVEMBER 30, 2020
'M STILL HERE. Sorry for the long absence. It's been hustle-bustle around here. That, and the fact that I've been ultra-horny; a lot of time spent "expressing" myself to pictures and movies of muscle guys. It's kinda my thing.
Yet, over Thanksgiving I was able to meet my sister's boyfriend, Marc. He wasn't a muscle man by any stretch. But damn, he was gorgeous.
When the ladies went shopping on Black Friday, he and I had the opportunity to get to "know" each other. Damn, the boy is fine. After we had some fun, I asked if I could take his picture for my website.
"Sure, Seanny," he smiled. "Just let me clean up all this jizz."
"No need," I smiled.*
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* Some, or all, of the above account is pretty fictional.
WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 18, 2020
MUT IS MY THING. And by that, I mean I love writing gay erotica. I'm so glad the CWS is enjoying him/herself* regarding the latest additions to the Sir Nathan series! Thanks for all your feedback.
I know some of you must needs wonder about some of the "lesser" characters in my ongoing story of the Knights of the Triangle Circle. (The whole story is a gay spoof/spinoff of "Camelot", in which, incidentally, I actually played Sir Lancelot my senior year in high school. One of the highest compliments I ever got was when one girl said I looked absolutely HOT in my tights. Them were the days!) Anyhoo, In my little story, Lancelot has become (somehow) King Lancelot of Joyus Garde.
And I imagine some of you wonder what said king might look like.
Well, today's guy is actually** His Majesty Himself. Yeah, he's not wearing his crown in this pic (or is he?! You KNOW you want to roll your mouse all over him, don't you?)—and thankfully, he's not wearing much else either. (I'd bow down to this royal any day of the week!***) Unfortunately, when His Majesty posed for this official portrait, he insisted on having his royal robes close-by. The jerk.
All this Sir Nathan talk has got me so hot and bothered that I just had to post the latest chapter! Enjoy! Sir Nathan • Seven is now up!
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* Speaking of pronouns, I've recently been in some Zoom meetings (it's what we do in 2020) where, when instructed to introduce ourselves, we've been told to not only give our name, but our pronouns as well. Ostensibly, since I identify myself as a man, I say, "My name is Sean Reid Scott, and my pronouns are 'he/him/his'." I don't mind telling you that I feel a tad uncomfortable with this. Obviously, as a gay man, I have no problem whatsoever with people identifying how ever they want. But (or should I say, AND), with that in mind, I honestly believe that asking people to state their pronouns is not always a good thing. Some people might be in transition. Some, in a tender time of their life, might not even KNOW how they identify! Is not gender thought to be somewhat fluid now-a-days? Why would we require people to lock in their gender identity (which is what asking people to identify their pronouns euphemistically does) when they introduce themselves?
Not to mention that I believe this request is often a veiled attempt at virtue-signaling. I have the utmost respect for people who struggle with their identities and that includes (most personally) sexual orientation. So do not misinterpret what I am saying. What I'm saying is this: We should not add "pronoun declarations" as a requirement for introduction... any more than we should tell people to state their gross income, or announce their weight, or age. My reasons, as stated above, have to do with perceived disingenuousness (being woke) on the part of the person making the pronoun request, and more importantly, the likelihood that not everyone in the group is comfortable with giving out that information. In my opinion, the option should be given ("please say your name, and if you like, you're free to mention your pronouns"), but not required.
Thoughts? (I prolly shoulda made this whole footnote a post on its own.)
**Actually, not actually.
***Not to impugn the fine production that features our favorite British royals, titled "The Crown" of which season four has recently been released on Netflix. My initial review: Although Matt Smith is no longer playing Prince Phillip, it's still a delicious show. But come on. Matt Smith! He's SO dreamy!
SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 7, 2020
O QUOTE PRESIDENT FORD on the day Tricky Dick resigned: "Our long national nightmare is over."
We've been taunted, lied to, hoodwinked, told to wait, forced to wait, and... well... far worse things that I shan't mention. But the waiting is over. Now, there's only hope. Hope that a new dawn is upon us. Hope that we no longer have to wallow in fear that there won't be a chapter six.
The CWS likely thought Yours Truly was referring to the American election, and the ascension of President Elect Joe Biden to the White House.
You should know me better than that. Seanny does NOT involve himself in things political. At least not on this site. Other places, yeah.
What the-man-who-loves-to-refer-to-himself-in-the-third-person* was talking about, was the fact that Sir Nathan chapter six is now up for your reading pleasure. So let's celebrate! No more delays! No more subterfuge ("I promise this story will continue!"). No more hoodwinkedness ("I promise this story will continue!"). No more taunting ("I promise this story will continue!").
So, there you have it. More Nathan—the knight you just can't get enough of.
That said, many of us have other reasons to celebrate tonight. Indeed. Yet, one has to wonder what would ever be better than more Sir Nathan....
Anyway, count your blessings.
*That'd be Seanny himself.