Monday, July 16, 2012

Twinks and Their Toys



Hard Lessons 3 is out!  Wow I've put this story on the backburner for too long!

http://www.amazon.com/Twinks-Their-Toys-Lessons-ebook/dp/B008LP4KIO/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1342455775&sr=1-1&keywords=abbey+kypner
http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-twinksandtheirtoys-880464-145.html
https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/205337
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/twinks-and-their-toys-abbey-kypner/1112123503?ean=2940014928878

Cage Match Kinksters



Fight Dogs 5 has been published!  Buy it today!

http://www.amazon.com/Cage-Match-Kinksters-Fight-ebook/dp/B008GUEE8K/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1342455135&sr=8-1&keywords=cage+match+kinksters

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-cagematchkinksters-858703-145.html

https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/178216

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/cage-match-kinksters-abbey-kypner/1111934624?ean=2940014668194

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Wow something odd happened.


So I just checked my book sales on Amazon.  I had a bit of a bump in sales recently, which was really nice but unexpected.  What I didn't expect was this:

On Amazon it's possible for you to return ebooks.  This is perfectly fair, especially if you didn't like the story after all and decided to get your money back.  I'll just try harder to put out a better product next time.  On the other hand, there SEEM to be people who have a serial habit of returning books.

A lot of us indie smutwriters suspect that this is people abusing the Amazon return policy with a buyer purchasing a book, getting their rocks off, and then returning it. This makes for essentially free entertainment.  Hardly something we like, but hey.  What can you do!

I've gotten my share of returns before and I have no clue if it's buyer's remorse or if it's just someone gaming the system.  I don't make nearly enough sales or information to judge, so I just tend to assume that people returned my books out of honest intent.  However, here's the strange thing.

In May there's only been one return so far of "Two Truths & A Lie:  Erotic Virgin Confessions."  I'd placed this on KDP select, and the return occurred when I was doing a free trial period.  While no one likes returns, I could very much understand this one.  I mean, suppose I bought a book, then discovered that the VERY NEXT DAY there was a free giveaway.  Well of course I'd return it and get the freebie instead!

It was a perfectly fair return, and for the past week or so I'd accepted it as such. Yet here's the thing:  Just checking my sales today I noticed that the KDP Select return had disappeared.  Apparently it'd been re-categorized under "Sale" again.

Was this a glitch in the system?  Did my reader decide that hey, I'd like a paid copy of this book after all?  Maybe someone likes me enough to support me as an author and re-bought it even though he already had a free copy.  Wouldn't that be something!

Maybe I'm just being silly, but I'd place my trust in the goodwill of others on this one.  Thanks so much, kind reader!  You're such an inspiration!

Sunday, May 13, 2012

Barnes & Noble

Started publishing on B&N!  Not as much in royalties, but it gets loads of traffic!

Tuesday, May 8, 2012


Fight Dogs 3 is being edited!  Expect it up before the weekend!

Sunday, April 22, 2012

Two Truths & A Lie


Erotic Virgin Confessions is published on Amazon KDP Select!  Will be doing a free promotion very soon after I finish my next story!

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

The Scene 3: Power Play is up!


On Amazon at least.  SmashWords is being a bit finicky right now though.  Warning:  This book contains some dark themes alongside the snarky smut.

Wednesday, February 29, 2012

Two new stories!

Two one-off stories!  Please check Smashwords, Amazon, or AllRomanceEbooks.  "His Best Man" is FREE on SW and ARE for now!  "His Hot Little Brother" will be up temporarily since we're still meshing things out with PayPal.  Get it while you can!




Sunday, February 26, 2012

New Covers!

So I've decided to attract more attention, I'm gonna have to go with stock images after all.  It's not TOO bad, just please remember that these are first tries.  I will make some font and design adjustments later:



Saturday, February 25, 2012

WELP. SmashWords has fallen. (and other news)


Smashwords has fallen to what's being called the Pornocaust.  Thankfully none of my stories there violate the new TOS.  I should also note that unlike BookStrand, which seems to deride its indie authors (calling them "disgusting" for posting stories involving incest and dubcon and werewolves/bestiality), Mark Coker, the founder of SmashWords, is genuinely supportive and is only cutting out these erotica books because PayPal is twisting his arm.
We really need a different payment system.  PayPal's actions are quite upsetting.
So far Amazon is the only distribution company that I can go through now without TOO much worry over what subjects I can or can't write.  Sadly, this means that I won't be able to openly publish "His Little Brother" as I wanted earlier, so here's the deal.  I'll release "His Little Brother" on KDP select on Amazon (it's the only way I can put it out for free), and I promise I'll work on a new free story later that'll meet the standards of SmashWords and AllRomanceEbooks, K guys?
I really do apologize over this whole debacle, but it's out of my control.  I'm gonna make the best of what I have here, however.  I'm also looking at different venues, and I feel like I'm going to have to use stock images for book covers now.  While I really love the art that PockyRum makes for me, it doesn't seem like they're selling as well as other books are.  I'll keep the art for a few of the books however, but expect some replacements.

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Where is my smut?!


Okay you guys are probably curious as to what went on, so I just wanna explain things here.
A lot of the companies I sell through like Smashwords, Bookstrand, and AllRomanceEbooks have made some major crackdowns recently.  This is because there is a lot of pressure from PayPal.  See, when authors like me sell books on these distributor sites, the distributors collect the money and pay our commission through… you guessed it.  PayPal.
Apparently PayPal decided that it did NOT want to be associated with things like dubcon, incest, or even pseudoincest, so they made a HUGE crackdown on a bunch of sites, demanding the removal of stories that contain these subjects.  This suddenly has a bunch of indie authors getting very very worried about whether their work is objectionable or not, because the standards can be very strange.
For example, AllRomanceEbooks has decided that “pseudoincest,” which involves sex between step-relations, counts as incest.  It’s icky (and kinky!) but it’s perfectly legal in the real world, so a lot of authors that sold to that audience are now getting their books pulled off the shelves.  ARE also cracked down hard on any books with the “teen” tag, even if it was a story about 18 year olds.  Even stories where the subject is “I had sex with my best friend’s brother!” counts as incest.  Basically, these erotica sites are pushing for standards that REAL video porn doesn’t have to go through.
Now there’s nothing wrong with holding to certain standards, even if I disagree with them, and I’ll still be selling through whatever sites I can.  However, I just think these standards are silly to say the least.  Fiction is fiction, and it’s all in good fun.  You’d think that since there aren’t any real people involved, there would be FEWER standards compared to video porn.
Anyway, that’s just an explanation of some of the issues the erotica community has to deal with right now: because of all these crackdowns, people are removing a bunch of their work and they’re even afraid to write kinky things that they really like, for fear of their accounts being flagged, because PayPal is voicing some (I think irrational) complaints and is hitting companies hard over it.
I’m also running into some major trouble with my cover artist:  due to a major computer failure, I have been unable to contact him.  Hopefully we’ll get in touch this coming week.
I’m still writing however, so please don’t worry.  Smut will be coming up as soon as the dust settles.

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Oh no, STUFF has happened!


Unfortunately it looks like one of my publishing outlets is now closing.  Bookstrand has decided that it no longer wants to deal with Indie authors, and so it's cancelling ALL indie accounts.  This means my work is no longer searchable there.
AllRomanceEbooks is also cracking down hard with new policies regarding incest or pseudocest (step-sibling or step-parent action).  Strangely, they also consider stuff like "my best friend's father" and possibly "my best friend's brother" as pseudocest.  Odd though, since hooking up with a friend's sibling is often a legit way of starting a relationship.
I know I promised to put up my new story for free, but I'm going to need to check the outlets I'm selling through now.  I'll do my best to get it done soon!

Sunday, February 19, 2012

FREE story! "His Little Brother":

Hello you lovely people.  What follows is an excerpt from "His Little Brother," which I'll put up for free (for the foreseeable future) in a couple of days on all my sites.  Look them up!

Smashwords
Bookstrand
AllRomanceEbooks
Amazon  (NOTE:  There's some trouble in offering free books on Amazon, so please wait until Amazon pricematches.  In the meantime, check the first three sites)

His Little Brother



"Shit. SHIT!" I growl, dodging and weaving between the trees. I'm running low on ammo for my rail gun, and while my first instinct is to switch over to my secondary I know it's useless. Going with dual pistols against a sniper rifle is just asking to get my ass handed to me.
My only chance is to get to the ammo spawn point. Well, no, that's not entirely true. My best chance would be reaching over and jabbing random buttons on Derrick's controller while he curses and tries to keep it away from me. Followed by us calling each other fags. And then with me quitting the game and declaring victory while I have a one-point lead on him.
Problem is I'd already used this brilliant strategy yesterday, and as nice as our little after-game wrestling matches are it's not something I can do too frequently, especially in this heat. Even with the AC on we can only keep it to a level that takes the edge off of the humidity. At best it keeps our fingers and toes from getting too sticky and our shirts dry.
Coming back from college for the summer is a mixed blessing. On the one hand you get home-cooked meals and you don't have to worry about things like laundry or classes. On the other, you kinda miss that newfound sense of freedom you have from living in the dorms. I'd trade it for college life any day though, if it means hanging out with Derrick again.
We've been best friends since middle school. At first we'd become buddies for our love of sports and videogames, and soon we were at each other's houses almost every day. Going to the same college is great since we can hang out together, but not with those all-afternoon affairs we used to enjoy back in high school.
I admitted my feelings to him in Senior year.
He took it well, thank God. And he quickly got over the initial awkwardness whenever we called each other queers the way guys do. We've always been inseparable, and even though I wanted it to be so much more, what we had was too important for me to risk by coming on too strong.
Derrick was also nice enough to keep it toned down whenever he dated, and he never kissed a girl in front of me. We made out, once, when we were really drunk. He even admitted that he liked it. He also made it clear that it was definitely a one-time thing (well, unless the right combo of booze and horniness and the alignment of stars hits us again).
Derrick's quite a catch, really. He's got a mop of chestnut hair and an adorable face, with the sweetest dimpled smile. I used to ogle him when we swam together too, especially that toned swimmer's build of his. He put on a little extra muscle from football practice too. I was more of a track team guy myself, but the memory of feeling up his hard chest when we sucked face is gonna stick with me forever.
I still think about it when I jack off.
Just as I'm about to break out of my corner for what might just be a suicide run, Derrick pauses the game.
"Hey Jason. I gotta head out in like, ten minutes, man."
"Date with Mels?"
He winks, "Hope it'll get to be more than that."
I try not to get too jealous about it, but I've reached the point that I'm not pining over him. He probably picks up on my bit discomfort though, and he leans in and gives me a kiss on the cheek. It doesn't really mean anything: just one of those little things we can share as buds.
I still appreciate it.
"I'll just chill here and try to finish up some BD," I say, picking up the case for Blood Domain.
As Derrick cleans himself up and fixes his hair in the bathroom, I hear the thump of bare feet coming down the stairs.
Now as you gathered from the title of my story, Derrick's got a little brother. Fresh from high school and heading towards college, Jimmy is his sibling's opposite in a lot of ways. When you put them side by side you can tell they're related. He's got those same graceful features and that same mop of chestnut-brown hair, but Jimmy's got a certain softness to him that he never outgrew. He's far from a jock: short, lean, and kinda fragile-looking, like a field mouse.
He's also the more artsy type. Everywhere he goes he carries a sketchbook, and unlike the wannabes of his age he actually knows how to draw. Where most guys get their start scrawling out cartoon characters or trying their hand at anime, Jimmy's been doing still lifes and figure drawings with this little posable doll since he was twelve.
Me and Derrick were thirteen when we first met, and transitioning through adolescence together meant that we were a pair of real jackasses at the time. We bullied his kid brother a little: harmless things like locking him in the closet or holding him down and drawing kitty whiskers on his face with a marker. Who could resist though? He was just so adorable, and somehow that cuteness brings out a sadistic side in some people. Plus it was hilarious when he squirmed. A couple times he tried to put up a fight, but it was like a puppy trying to bite with its stunted fangs.
Once we went into college and our adolescence started to cool off, we started to treat him more nicely.
"Hey Spaz," Derrick says as his brother hops down the stairs, "I'm headed out okay? Mom has some leftover lasagna in the fridge."
"'Kay."
The door clicks shut behind Derrick, and Jimmy leans over the couch to watch me play. For some reason I always feel a little self-conscious when I've got an audience, like I have to explain the game to him or keep the action going by rushing to the boss. Make things interesting for his sake.
I'm getting a little annoyed.
"You want an ice cream sandwich?" Jimmy asks.
"No thanks. Already had one."
"You sure? It's getting pretty hot."
"No thanks," I say flatly. My irritation is beginning to shine through.
Jimmy pads into the kitchen and comes back munching on one. Without a word he plops down next to me, tugging on the wax paper between nibbles.
He was right though. Even with the shades drawn the afternoon sun is turning the house into an oven. My face is starting to get clammy, and the controls are beginning to grow slick in my hands. I'm not dripping sweat just yet, but I do need to put the game on pause.
I blink when Jimmy holds out the partly-eaten ice cream bar, offering a bite of it. I'm in a bit of a daze from the heat, and gratefully I lean in and get a mouthful of vanilla and chocolate. It's partly melted, but the core of it is still nice and frosty on my tongue.
All of a sudden I'm getting a weird vibe about this. Sharing a bite of food is more something I'd do with Derrick, and here's his kid brother doing the same. There's a real close physical resemblance, but I barely know the guy.
I finish up the level as he polishes off the rest of his ice cream, and once I hit the save point I quit, reaching down for the DVD case.
"Hey Jason..." he begins, "You like my brother, right?"
I freeze.
Now I'm not public about my romantic preferences just yet. I've only fallen for one guy so far and I've already told him, so there just isn't any reason to come out. I'm not exactly looking to date, after all. Being on sports teams and shit is usually the sort of thing that curbs accusations of being gay, so I'm sifting through my head in a panic wondering how the hell this kid figured it out.
"I mean, it's cool and everything, I just... well... is it going anywhere?"
"No..."
My answer comes out somewhere between a hiccup and a sputter. At the last second I think to myself that I could've passed it off as "No, I'm not hot for your brother, what are you talking about?" Getting choked up and nervous kinda screwed that opportunity, though.
I'm caught in this deer-in-the-headlights situation when he slides over along the couch, taking my arm in his. Despite the heat he leans in close, that soft brown mop of hair tickling my bicep.
"You're really... y'know..." he blushes, "handsome."
I suppress the urge to pull out of his grip.
This is the same guy I used to lock in the laundry hamper. He was the one we'd promise to take along with us when we went out to the movies, then leave behind for being a spaz. When me and Derrick used to walk home from school we'd go at a brisk pace, and Jimmy (being shorter) would have to scurry to keep up. The two of us always laughed at that.
And here he is clinging to my arm.
It's mostly guilt that leads me to nudge him away, but Jimmy just looks up at me in confusion.
"Something wrong?"
"What... what's this?" I ask, gesturing between us.
"Umm... I... like you," he says in that shy, drawn-out way, "I think I always have."
Jimmy was never much of a talker. Most of our interactions these days are in the kitchen where I'd be nabbing something from their fridge and he'd be coming down for a glass of milk or some pizza rolls. I can probably count the conversations we've had on one hand. I don't know much about him, and he can't know all that much about me besides sniffing out the fact that I play for the other team.
So I have a hard time believing it when he's nuzzling up to my arm, especially after all the crap me and Derrick used to give him.
It seems silly to feel bad about the immature shit I'd pulled when we were kids. We're both adults now, and time has layered so many years over those old skeletons. It's just the thought of him following like a puppy wanting to be loved, ignored by everyone around him.
It's probably the wrong thing to do to him, but I want to pull away and mutter a quick "I'm sorry but I have to go." He looks up at me with those soft eyes though, and says something in a low whisper that stops me in my tracks.
"You can pretend I'm Derrick if you want."
Soon I'm leaning back into the leather couch with his face in my lap.

Tuesday, February 7, 2012

Ah, cover images!

I had a really hard time with my cover design at first.

This is because the color-against-black-background thing I'm doing isn't as vibrant and eye-catching as other covers.  You know, the ones using stock images of sexy half-naked models.  My covers might even seem a bit unprofessional in fact.  I have to confess:  Aside from the actual character sketches, I do the design myself as best I can, and I'm definitely not an artist.

So why not use stock images?

First reason: it's very very difficult to get the exact image I want for my book covers.  If I want to find the perfect build, pose, and outfit to capture one of the characters accurately, it's going to be really hard.  Imagine trying to hunt down a stock image of an incubus for my Flesh and Fire covers.  Usually the search just spits up images of guys wearing Halloween costumes or awful body paint.  Yikes!

Second reason:  Since I focus on writing serial works, I want some consistency between my book covers.  Color, lighting, build, pose, and camerawork for stock images is going to be far from consistent.  Working with the same artist for the covers?  He's going to do his best to help me out in making an awesome cover.

The reason I use drawn images is not because it's cheaper or easier.  Far from it!  I have to work out a weekly schedule with Pockyrum, and I have to compensate him for his awesome, AWESOME work.  But I feel that in return, I get amazing quality, consistency, and accuracy with the covers.  Sure I can plop down 2 dollars for a stock image from http://www.canstockphoto.com/ , but am I going to be happy with it?  Chances are, no.

Pockyrum does a really great job of capturing the characters perfectly.  When I first asked him to do a piece for "The Scene," I was utterly amazed at the image he sent back to me of Jase.  It was just so perfect!  The pose, the hair, the look on his face, the body and build and outfit.  So sexy!  And more importantly, so accurate.  Jase is a professional, and he definitely has that look about him.

Pockyrum has a very unique style that balances hard masculinity with a certain softness that women (and some men) find appealing.  I know I do!  What really amazes me about his work is that, unlike a lot of young artists these days, he doesn't fall into the trap of making things too cartoony and anime-ish.  Not that there's anything wrong with that, it's just not the image that I want to put forward as a writer.

Maybe someday I will move on to photographs for my covers (possibly using some of my sexier male friends as models).  However, my point is that I'm looking for custom work (whether it's Pockyrum's art, or starting a sexy photo shoot and hope my guy friends don't blush too much) because I want to put forward the best books that I can.  Maybe I'm overthinking this since granted, this stuff is just a few thousand words worth of spank material.  Yet at the end of the day, I want to be proud of it.
Check out my books on Smashwords!