This is the long (winded) version. If you prefer something short, to the point, and pretty casual, click here for the short version.
Writing is a passion of mine, and when the right idea for a story comes to mind the story plays out in my imagination and flows onto the page. In the past, when an idea hit me and the movie in my mind began, I would sit down in my free time, open up the word processor, and let it flow. Some stories keep going and I write chapter after chapter. Some fizzle out. All eventually are abandoned simply out of no end goal for the story.
My passion of writing most likely comes from several places and absolutely comes from my passion to read. Being a boy of the 70's and living my maturing years in the 80's, especially in the mid-west area of the country, liking other boys "in that way" just wasn't accepted. Not where I grew up, and not with my friends, and surely not with my family could I ever let on that there were these feelings I had for other boys. Of course, I took the opportunities presented in childhood and then into my teenage years to experiment and experience what I could, what I really secretly desired, still keeping up appearances with girlfriends.
Learning about my body, sexuality, and the fun both can provide wasn't like it is today. There was no internet, no porn sites to visit, and even magazines and other reading material seemed difficult to get my hands on. Remembering back, I must have been around the age of ten when I found a "dirty magazine" in the drawer of one of the nightstands in my parents' bedroom. When no one was home I would go to it and look at all the pictures, of course. I found sexual stimulation looking at these pictures and masturbation was more exciting. Looking at the women in the magazine was exciting, sure, but I found that the photo shoots that included men were more exciting. It was clear that I found the male physique attracting my interest more. Then I found the stories. I believe there were three in this magazine. After reading these three stories over and over, getting my excitement out of them, I needed more. They gave me inspiration though, and now I could create my own stories in my head. My fantasies were born. Luckily, my father was still a horny guy in his forty's now, and in a month I found a new magazine on top of the one I had practically worn out.
Even at a young age I found more enjoyment reading erotic stories than I did looking at the pictures. I could play out the scene in my mind, visualize the bodies doing the things described, and even place myself in the scene if my desires went that way. It wouldn't be long until I started typing out my own little sexual fantasies on a simple little program on our family's IBM PC XT, a program that allowed me to password-protect entries written. In a box somewhere is still a "five-and-a-quarter floppy" with my earliest writings. I wish I could read them today.
Into my thirty's, I started to write again. It was for my own enjoyment, writing about the things that interest me, vampires, werewolves, and the rest of the supernatural world, mainly. These stories really not going anywhere to storage on my media server. In a lot of my free time, when I wasn't writing, I was watching porn. After all, "the Internet is for porn," so the musical tells us. Porn videos are now available anytime just by logging on to my laptop and bringing up a browser, or even grabbing my cell phone. I came across a gay erotic story finally, and I don't recall where, but it was better than watching video after video, searching for the perfect scene to fit my mood. I needed to find more. I did. The Nifty Erotic Stories Archive was a great find for me. Again, I was reading more erotica and enjoyed that more than watching videos. It also made me want to try my hand at writing a story in this genre. These stories didn't go anywhere, like these others, except just taking up space on a hard drive. Finally the day came for me to be brave and submit to this site of erotic stories. After reading through a few stories that I had saved, my mind was made up to just write something new and submit it chapter by chapter as I wrote it. This is what I'm doing now, at the time of this first blog post.
Writing this way has provided one challenge I really didn't foresee. When I write a longer story, typing out chapter after chapter as it plays out in my mind, I often go back to previous chapters and make small changes to allow for something to happen in the future. Sometimes things happen further into a story I'm writing that I should have mentioned, or at the least, provided some information in a previous chapter. Writing a chapter and submitting it, then having it posted for all to read changes things. It is impossible to go back and add or make changes. This also makes it a little more fun too.
Chapter four is now posted on site. Emails come in almost daily complementing the story and my writing. Quite a few always ask when the next chapter is going to post. It is time to start a blog. Here I can communicate a bit more efficiently to the fans of my work and also post what I'm working on, when it is submitted, and when it posts.
So there you have it. A little bit of what got me here.
Check out my first ever, published online to public, go at a fun erotic gay fictional story.
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Happy reading,
-Shane
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