FRIDAY JUNE 4, 2021
S THE SUN KEEPS getting higher and the days keep getting longer, it's prolly time to get some yard work done, no?
This year I've hired just the guy. I like to sit in my lounger, watching him work. When he's nice-n-sweaty I call out that it's time for him to take a break. I make a couple of lemonades and join him on the patio. It's hard work hauling away all that stuff. I'm just sure of it.
Really nice guy. Works hard. Eager to please... all that.
But, all play and no work doesn't get the job done. So after the drinks are done (there may-or-may-not have been more than just lemonade in them—hehe) he gets back to work and fills up the wheel barrow. I dart back inside and do some writing. Maybe more than just writing.
And so, here's a link to what I've been writing: Chapter 2 of "Owen and the Professor." (You're gonna havta scroll down to where the title is, and then click.) I hope you enjoy it!
WEDNESDAY JUNE 2, 2021
'LL ADMIT IT: I sometimes enjoy watching the heinous destruction that YouTube dash cam videos show. Something about seeing all those idiotic drivers get what they deserve.
So, last night, while I was reclining on my stylish, queen-sized bed (what gay man's bedroom wouldn't be complete without one—queen-sized, I mean), I pulled up a YouTube vid about Russian dash cams. I have to admit that you Russians have a way of driving that is singularly insane.
Anyhoo, this one videe was actually a news story from 7NEWS in Australia. The lady in the studio gave the obligatory intro to the story, explaining that their reporter, Denham Hitchcock, had gone to Russia to document just how bad the driving is there—and how dash cams are pretty-much required equipment if you want to have a prayer of getting justice after some whacko whacks your car.
Okay, I'm all ears. Sounds like this'll be a good videe.
Well, as soon as the first shot of said reporter filled the screen, I went from being all ears, to all eyes. HOLY FUCK! Denham Hitchcock. The reporter. HOLY FUCK! I actually said that out loud. Right there in my bedroom. To the TV. While watching the video. (My first HOLY FUCK came at about 1:01 in the video, and it was expletive city thereafter.) I totally said HOLY FUCK more than once while watching him. There were a few HOLY SHITs thrown in as well. The man is STACKED. And gorgeous! Thick neck; deep, sexy cleft in his chin; blindingly-white smile... But the way he filled out his shirt was... HOLY FUCK-worthy.
Needless to say, I was up late last night, watching every damn video I could find of the man. You Aussies (at least those of you who love muscle) have been hiding this man from us!
He's quite the athlete, too (not just a bodybuilder-type). Daring. Loves to surf, which is nice since, like, people often surf (and take videos of themselves doing said surfing) while shirtless. And from what I've gathered, he's a pretty damn good journalist as well. Hard-hitting, and all that. This guy is definitely not just a pretty face (and body). [Swoon.]
Oh, and stay tuned. Chapter 2 of "Owen and the Professor" is coming right up!
FRIDAY, MAY 21, 2021
VERY SO OFTEN, the muse just hits me. Sometimes it wrassles me to the ground and I can't get back up on my feet (metaphorically) until I oblige it and start writing. It happened this week.
Hence, today we are posting chapter one of "Owen and the Professor", a delightful tale of muscle lust, youthful vim and vigor, admiration, a bald professor, and other elements that are guaranteed to get your orgasmic juices flowing (or at least moving).
You can read the first chapter HERE (Scroll down; you'll find it). The second chapter is nearly complete; I plan on posting it in a few days (maybe a week). Chapter two is already pretty long, and the muse is telling me he has more where this originated, so we'll see where all of this goes.
BUT SEANNY!! WHAT ABOUT THE CAPTAIN AND HIS PRIVATES? OR SIR NATHAN? WHY DON'T YOU GET YOUR PROVERBIAL ACT TOGETHER AND FINISH THOSE STORIES! HUH? HUH? HUUUUUUUUH?
The answer to that question is simple. Mr. Muse has better things to do at the moment. Apparently, he can't be bothered to supply me with fodder for those yarns. Rest easy, though, I have a feeling he's going to have some ideas soon.
I hope your spring (if you live on Top of the World like I do) is going well. For you Johannesburg, Sydney and Perth -types, I hope your fall is going well. Me... I'm doing great, actually. Really looking forward to some good Oregon sunshine in the next few months (yes, it does exist). That oughtta help the muse, methinks. Mehopes.
THURSDAY, MARCH 25, 2021
OR THOSE OF YOU who live in the northern hemisphere, as I do, it's spring! Yay! (Not to impugn those "Down Under" though, because I love autumn almost more. So ya'll have at it down there!)
And yes, I'm still here!
I did a little Spring Cleaning today on my SEAN'S MUSCLE STORIES page. Organized things a bit better. I established a little protocol (I absolutely love protocols!) what* basically establishes that any series what* has more than three chapters/episodes will get it's own launch page. Don't understand what I'm saying? Well I tuess you'll jes' have to visit the page and see what I'm talking about. While you're there, read something, K? Oh, before you go though, say g'day to Dragos. I have to say... he's in fine form today.
ALSO, I updated and fixed the The Captain and his Privates story. Seems I really, royally screwed up when I originally posted the stories. I don't know what I was thinking, but when I went back and re-read the chapters, it was all discombobulated, repetitive, and in some places, downright confusing. Some of it took a little creative re-writing. SO, I think I fixed it all. Lemme know if I missed anything.
I did the Privates fixing in preparation for my idea to continue that story line and combine it with the Colonel Visits the Sergeant story. Haven't even started on that project, but it does sound exciting to contemplate the Cap and Sgt. West going at it, no?
* I know, it just sounds oddly cool though.
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.