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Quick update…

Hey everybody – so with the looming #tumblocalypse, I’ve had to make some adjustments to some of the existing stories on the blog, if I want to keep them alive. Most of what I do here should continue to be fine on a text basis, but some of the imagery I’ve used to inspire and/or illustrate the stories is not. So I’m in the process of retooling some of the earlier stuff (particularly from the @a4f101 era…) to bring it into compliance.

What does that mean for you guys? You’ll be seeing some reposts of older stuff, reformatted for the new Handmaid’s Tale (hmmm… Handjobs Tale?) reality of Tumblr. Bear with me and the process, and enjoy revisiting some of the classics while I retool and prep new content.

Coming up, after all this fuckery is over: Part 2 of “From the Same Cloth”, and then it’ll be time for a new season of Xmas Tales. Not 12, that’s for damn sure, but still, a nice collection of stocking stuffers will be forthcoming.

Also, you can now follow me on Twitter @UnderYrMattress, for whatever that’s worth, and I am working on a backup home for all this stroke fiction too.

The Management

Tumblr will ban all adult content on December 17th

underthemattress2:

Well fuck. Heads up, everyone!

This is still very much a developing situation, but one all of us should be aware of. As it stands, I don’t think what I do here will be particularly affected, but I’m gonna wait and see what comes of this boneheaded decision by the roomful of chimpanzees chained to typewriters that apparently runs Tumblr these days…

In the meantime, this is a conversation worth having. What do you guys think, and what options are you looking at, if the worst comes to worst? Where else does our particular piece (and fuck, it’s a huge  one…) of the Tumblr audience go, if Tumblr doesn’t want us here? 

Tumblr will ban all adult content on December 17th

underthemattress2:

Hey Nazis and Nazi-lovers!!!

Yeah, I’m talkin’ to you! That’s right – you, fuckhead!!!

I like to keep this blog a pretty happy place, and a sexy one, someplace to celebrate the awesomeness of being a man into other men, and to bond with other guys like me. Gay, bi, straight, women, whatever – it’s all good. It’s great to be gay, and free, and to be able to embrace and celebrate it together.

But that freedom comes with a price. The price of remembering how far we’ve come through history to be as free as we are. The price of honoring those who came before us, who lived and loved and died so that we might be free. The price of remaining vigilant, so that these tenuous freedoms we can enjoy now are still here for the generations that follow us.

And so, Nazi and/or Nazi-lover, I am talking to you directly right now. Yes, everyone has their fetishes, their paraphilia, their weird hardwired attractions they can neither explain nor unwind. We all understand that. But those of you out there just rollin’ around in it, making blogs that glorify Nazism as gay men, as a sexual scene… you do know one of the central Nazi missions was to discriminate against us, to harass us, to hound us onto the trains and into the camps, where they worked our brothers and sisters to death, or else just straight-up murdered them, right?

You do know that, yes? If not… let me remind you.

You see this? This is at Buchenwald, one of the Nazi concentration camps. This isn’t “fake news” – I took this photo, this week. I saw it in person. I touched this memorial stone with my own hands. I felt the horror of all who died there. I saw with *my own fucking eyes* how the Nazis did it all – to us, to the Jews, to the Roma, to the disabled and elderly, to their prisoners of war.

I saw the cellar of the crematorium. I saw the meathooks where they hung our kind, and so many others, alive and struggling and terrified, and then strangled them to death with their bare hands, before they put them on the elevator up to the ovens to be burned into ashes, then poured out on the ground. Just because they could. Just because they wanted to. Just because they *liked it*.

This is just Buchenwald. This is a story that was repeated at Nazi death camps across Germany, and Europe. Thousands of lives of people like us, ended just because the Nazis felt like it.

And this is something you want to celebrate. Something you want to *promote*, even. Something maybe you don’t want to think too hard about, all the ugly details like these, because you just like the leather and the armbands and the insignias and the Aryanness of it all. Because you’re pathetic, yet you also feel emboldened enough to celebrate and promote it.

I hope you can’t *not* think about a dying human being just like you, being straight-up murdered for systematic kicks, just for being who they are. Or about the canisters of ashes, piled up in a small room in the crematorium, no name, no honor, no dignity. Or the countless other lives and bodies blown away in the wind, from where they were dumped heedlessly on the ground.

I wish I could stop thinking about all of this, but I can’t. What I saw this week is going to haunt me for a long time to come. And now, I put this curse on you too, Nazi-lover.

You’re as bad as they are. I REJECT you. This blog – fuck, this *planet* – is no place for you. Get help. Get your head right.

And get the fuck outta here.

—Sincerely,

The Management.

Reupping this one for the mainline blog. Same applies here.

NAZIS FUCK OFF!!!

Thank you, and fuck you.

New Story Imminent… and some Programming Updates

So I’ve (finally) got a new story about ready to drop, once I’m fully finished with the editing process. It’s my much overdue Father’s Day tale, inspired by and dedicated to one of my buddies, and it’s a big one. Like, really, really big. But since it’s been a minute since I gave y’all a fresh story, and even longer since I turned out a family-themed one, I really wanted to take this one to the max. And now, for my first-ever pull quote. In the words of one of my Editorial Board – a man whose taste you should trust implicitly, I’m just sayin’ – the new story is:

“Unrelentingly dense with hot fuckness.”

So, consider yourself either forewarned, or thoroughly teased. Either way, it should drop this weekend or the start of next week.

Now for the programming news. Longtime readers will notice I’ve grown increasingly… flexible about my release schedule, particularly regarding stuff like the 12 Tales of Christmas. Given it’s almost the end of July, I’m still quite a few short of the dozen stories I had intended for the most recent season, facing a super busy upcoming schedule,and itching to move onto some other projects that have been brewing a long time, I’m going to put an early bow on last season’s seasonal fare, and shuffle the unwritten ones into the queue for the next offering. There may or may not be another 12 of them, but there will be another round, rest assured. They’re a lot of fun (albeit a lot of work!) to do, and Christmas is such a hellscape of consumerist bullshit and family tension that I figure we could all use the stroke break, right?

So anyway, as I always say, stay tuned for the new jam and much more. And thanks, yet again, for following and reading.

a4f

New website!

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Check it out, y’all – got a new site to showcase the new stuff I’m doing, at adamjacobswrites.com. It’s still a work in progress, but a good place to keep everybody up to date on new releases, giveaways, etc.

Also, feel free to follow my author Tumbr – adamjacobswrites.tumblr.com. New stories will continue to appear here, don’t worry – and yes, I’m working on fresh stuff, in amidst various other writing-related projects, as we speak…

The Management

“The Stragglers” – come git some!

Want a copy of “The Stragglers” in ebook format? Well here’s your opportunity. I have a giveaway going on Instafreebie here – and as the name implies, it’s completely free. All you need is an email address so they can deliver it to you.

Also, while you’re there, I highly recommend you get a free copy of “Labyrinth”, by my bros @boymercuryx and @grahamgroans. 

Really, they should be charging all the money for it, so this is the steal of the year. So come get some quality stroke fiction, conveniently formatted for your e-reader of choice!

Coming soon…

Thanks to the charmingly relentless super supportive efforts of my bro @boymercuryx, I’m finally dipping my toe in the waters of ebook publishing. Starting out small with a lightly reworked version of the very popular Xmas Tale “The Stragglers”, I’ll be updating a few choice other stories that have already appeared here on the Tumblr and putting them out there in the wider world, in preparation for something much bigger later on in the year.

In the meantime, I’ll keep you posted on how and when you can get your hands on your very own copy of “The Stragglers” – for free! – and what other titles you can expect to see over the coming months. Plus, if all goes well, I plan to put out a follow-up/sequel to “The Stragglers”, exclusively in ebook format – more to come on that later.

And oh yeah – I guess this is the debut of my nom de porn, Adam Jacobs. You’ll be hearing plenty more from him (i.e., me), so stay tuned!

drakestories:

Retirement

I’ve told some of my readers, but maybe I should go ahead and make it more widely known. Come the start of summer, I’ll be stepping away from porn writing, for good. Here, at Nifty archive, or anywhere else.

Why? It’s a combination of some personal reasons, which I won’t go into, and feeling that I’ve gone as far as I can/want to go as a writer. I’ve been doing this for a while and have changed in my approach, going for longer, more character-based stories. These have gained me some devoted readers but also much less feedback, despite taking more time and effort to write. Really, that’s perfectly fine, since ultimately I write these for myself. At the same time I’m realizing my time could be more productively spent in other ways. And I don’t know that I have more to do as a writer, beyond repeat myself.

I appreciate the hell out of all you guys who sent me encouraging words, via email or Tumblr. The newcomers to my stories as well as those who’ve taken a journey with me over the years. And to all the connections I’ve made here, thanks a million.

I’ll be wrapping up Cornell TX soon and will have a half dozen more chapters of Naval Tradition ahead. I want to end on a high note and hope at least some of you find these a fitting way to bow out.

So, I’ve known about this for awhile, but I’ve still been dreading the announcement. The OG is hanging up his jock, and while on the one hand that fucking sucks, it’s also an occasion to celebrate Bill, his incredible talent, and all the amazing stories he’s produced for our edification over the years. And it’s been a lot of years – Bill’s been in this game for two decades or more now, producing thousands of words and any number of incredible fantasy scenarios. 

I first found Bill’s work through Nifty in the late ‘90s, and I immediately connected with his work, and the themes that drove it – men of all stripes, connecting and sharing their innate sexual drives and bonds. Sure, it’s all fantasy, but it’s powered by that very relatable drive that we all share as men – not just the urge to fuck, but the need to connect on some level, whether it’s physical, emotional, whatever.

Reading Bill’s stories made me realize that I could be a writer too, find a way to convert the horny, hungry mental movies of my erotic imagination into words and scenarios that could inspire not just me, but others as well. Like Bill, I’ve gotten better and better at it over time, I like to think. And if it wasn’t for Bill – and a few others, of course, like @nattysoltesz and Peterbilt, to name a couple, but primarily Bill – I wouldn’t be doing this at all, and wouldn’t have stumbled across the kinds of creative challenges and pleasures I’ve experienced, nor the amazing new friends, mentors, peers, and collaborators I’ve met along the way.

On that note, I’ve been dicking around too long on something that’s been a long-held dream of mine – a writing collaboration with the man himself. I’m going to push some other projects aside over the coming week or so to focus on finishing up the last rewrites and edits on “West Point Son”, the kind of story that only Bill and I could come up with, with all our shared interests, fantasies, and kinks. Like its characters, it’s big, hot, deep and lusty, and I can’t wait for you all to read it.

Meantime, check out some of the highlights of Bill’s writing career over at Nifty – that’s not a complete listing of the work he’s done over there, but it’s a start, and it’s worth your time to seek out even more of his stories, there and here on Tumblr.

Thanks, Bill – for the work, the inspiration, the guidance, the conversations, and the friendship. Coffee’s on me next time, brother.

a4f

Safemode is back on…Again

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eyebrowride:

svenspronfest:

kanelfa:

If you don’t mind the content/follow others who are artists/content creators of said content. (tumblr just switched safe mode on by default again.)

Turn this off.

For fuck’s sake tumblr

Just checked and YUP, they turned it on for me. Maybe check and see if you’re the same.

Consider yourselves warned… and switch it back off!