Friday, November 25, 2011

Story Orgy: Reminiscing About Christmas

This is what I love most about Christmas. Being surrounded by In this case, Story Orgy family and friends. Who could ask for more? Heck! I would've never guessed that I would be hosting the final interview party. But, here I am. Grinning like a loon!

*points* See Hank over there? He's piddling with his party favor and smiling. And Lee's over at the snack bar with my muse, Em, trying to figure out the secret herb I put in my dip *winks across the room*. Here comes Havan. Yess! *air pumps* She has some limes. She picks out the best limes. 

Well, now that everybody's here, let's have a...
  Story Orgy Christmas! 

1. What is your favorite type of Christmas giftwrap design?

Hank: Snowmen! Love snowmen.

Lee: I like the ones with the lines on the back so I can cut it straight. I don't like the ones with cartoons on them. Especially when I've never heard of the cartoon in question. I like solid colors, or simple traditional prints.

Havan: Okay – I asked this question because giftwrap is one of my prompts for the Christmas antho – and it got me to thinking that I am really freaking picky about what type I will use – so picky that I've been known to cut off my nose to spite my face and just use plain brown wrap if I don't like the reindeer and sleighs on the wrapping paper *heads desk giggling*…so my fave type of giftwrap is the non-traditional ones…I don't know how else to explain it lol…if the wrapping paper doesn't make me do a double take then it ain't wrapping around my stuff…and it has to be good and thick—the thin type just feels so darn fragile, like I'll rip it in half or something—and I use lots of that extra sticky tape you can buy just for shits and giggles…never a bad thing watching people yank at Santa while he is stuck to the snowman! hehe

Em: Snowmen…preferably blue…with snowflakes. *grin*

JR: My absolute favorite Christmas giftwrap design is the tissue paper. All kinds of it too! Lots and lots of tissue paper and bunches of tape- Voila!

2. How do you spend Christmas Eve?

Hank: Christmas Eve dinner at my Mom's house and opening gifts with my family, then home to have Christmas with my partner with the Christmas lights on and the cats chasing the gift wrap.

Lee: After baking pies and cookies for the next day, we usually spend Christmas Eve watching old movies and drinking cocoa. We'll turn off the lights and light up the tree and crank up some Harry Connick Jr. and call everyone we aren't going to see the next day.

Havan: Christmas Eve is spent with the extended family at my mama's house. Now, mama evidently stole Christmas Eve from sis – so sis stole Thanksgiving and Halloween (which is by far an important holiday for my kiddos who are the youngest in the family and still dress up! lmao)…and that story is always recited each year with new details and colorful expletives just to get us all in the mood! roflmao

Em: With my family, just hanging out and getting loud. That was one thing hubby had to get used to…the volume on every conversation goes up when my family gets together. LOL. Of course, the one tradition that has formed out of this is that the adults do shots of Lemon Drops (Vodka, Sugar, Lemons…mmmm…) and the kiddies do shots of water. It’s a good time for all.

JR: I spend Christmas Eve at my parents' house, eating lots of tasty homemade goodness, visiting, and exchanging gifts. Yeah, I can be a soft...WAIT! I'm stopping right there.

3. What's your favorite holiday treat? Share the recipe?

Hank: Love the shortbread cookies with powdered sugar icing. Old family recipe, illegal to share. :)

Lee: Okay, this is going to be odd...but I love mincemeat pie. My grandma used to make it every Christmas, and I loved it. No one seems to make it any more. Here's the recipe:


1 1/2 cups diced cooked beef
4 cups chopped apples
1 1/2 cups raisins
1/4 cup sweet pickle juice
1/4 cup pineapple juice
1 large orange, peeled, sectioned, and cut into bite-size
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon ground cloves
1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 teaspoon ground nutmeg
1 1/2 cups white sugar
1/2 cup sorghum
1 cup beef broth

Directions: Combine the cooked beef, apples, raisins, sweet pickle vinegar, pineapple, orange, salt, cloves, cinnamon, nutmeg, sugar, sorghum and 1 cup beef broth. Store in the refrigerator or freeze until ready to use. (Makes 2 nine inch pies)

Havan: Come October and all through the three holiday months my daughter's insist on chocolate pumpkin muffins. These are the bomb diggity…and with the pumpkin in them there is no way for them to dry out – moist and yummy and the kiddos have been known to claw and gouge to get the last one…lol…oh and simple enough for even me – a kitchen ditz – to make! *winks*


1 box choc cake mis

1 can pumpkin (15oz and not the pie mix)

1/2 cup water


Preheat oven to 350*

Mix together all ingredients

Pour 1/2 way up each muffin cup

Bake according to cake mix instructions – make sure toothpick comes out clean

Notes: You can mix in nuts – pepitas are really good – or use a spice cake mix instead.

Em: Kaleidoscope Cookies… (recipe found at:

Makes Lots!!


1 pound (4 sticks) unsalted butter, softened

2 cups confectioners' sugar, sifted

1/2 teaspoon salt

2 teaspoons vanilla extract

1 pound 6 ounces (about 4-½ cups) all-purpose flour

Various colors of food coloring paste or gel

1 cup or so sprinkles or colored decorating sugar


1. In an electric stand mixer, beat the butter with a paddle attachment until it is creamy. Add the confectioners' sugar and salt and beat for several minutes, until all of the ingredients are well incorporated and no lumps of powdered sugar remain. Beat in the vanilla extract, then add the flour and beat until a soft dough forms.

2. Divide the dough into 3 parts. Incorporate the food coloring or gel of your choosing into each color--be sure to make the colors quite vibrant, as they will slightly fade in the oven (not much, but a little), and knead until the color is evenly distributed. I left one part white, used a little red food coloring for a pink section, then more red for a red section for mine.

3. Roll each tinted segment into a log about a foot long. Then squish the three logs into one long log and roll until they form one roll (I got a nice wavy design when I did this).

4. Gently roll and squish the finished log until it’s about a foot long. Then cut it in half to form two logs and roll each one of those until you have a number of logs that are 1-1/2 to 2 inches in diameter--it will be quite a few. If desired, place the sprinkles or decorating sugar on a large, shallow plate and roll each log to coat. Wrap the logs in wax or parchment paper and chill overnight or freeze up to a month.

5. Remove the dough from chilling--if it was in the freezer, let it warm up just until you can handle it, but not until it is soft Preheat oven to 375 F.

6. Unwrap the logs and, with a sharp knife, slice them into coins about 1/3-inch thick. Place on ungreased cookie sheets (the cookies will not spread much as they bake).

7. Bake two sheets at a time for about 7-9 minutes, rotating halfway through baking, until the cookies have firmed up but are not browned. Remove the cookies to a wire rack to cool completely. Store in an airtight container.

JR: My favorite holiday treat? Yeah, no. Uh-uh. Can't do it. I don't have a favorite. There are so many! I love all my momma's cookin'...and bakin'...annnnd no. I don't share Momma's recipes, but I'll share all the goodies with you though.

4. What's your favorite Christmas decoration and why?

Hank: A big light up wreath we hang on the wall behind our TV. We use it has our Christmas tree because we have two cats and a tree wouldn't last in our house. LOL!

Lee: Um... mistletoe. Mistletoe played a significant part in forging a relationship with the love of my love. J.

Havan: Every year while in grade school (or still in for my youngest kiddo) – my girls made a special ornament with their school picture in the center…these are my fave ornaments for the tree – and even the 16yo still loves them *huge smiles* Now, if you are talking decoration other than tree ornaments—well, I have these three snowmen, and they do the hear/see/speak no evil gestures, and darn if they aren't cute…and truthful! roflmao Oh and on a side note—pine tree scented candles and pumpkin scented candles are all over the place…love those scents—makes me feel at home! <3

Em: I have one that is a wreath with a picture of my hubby and I at our wedding. It gets top priority on the tree and goes high enough the kids can’t snag it.

JR: My favorite Christmas decorations would be any of them. They all have a special place in my heart. *Holds up finger, raises brow* But! Don't mess with my frogs *grin*.

5. Is there anything you absolutely have to do every Christmas?

Hank: Hang the wreath, listen to Johnny Mathis and Barbra Streisand Christmas albums as well as Gary Hoey's three Christmas albums, make shortbread cookies with powdered sugar icing. Mmmmm.

Lee: Yes. I have to watch It's a Wonderful Life. Sometimes, more than once. J

Havan: I assume you mean besides stressing over Christmas in general? *heads desk giggling* Nope – I'm a home body, so my body normally stays at home…now home is where the heart is—so where my kiddos are you will find me. Oh…and at least once a year I brave the—gulp—malls to get me a large Santa's White Christmas coffee from Barneys…don't know why but it has to be during Christmas and it has to be in the mall…I think I started that 'tradition' with myself way back when and don't even realize I do it. lol

Em: Be completely lazy. I do nothing for like three days. *cracks up laughing* Okay, that’s a lie. Anyone who knows me, knows that’s just not possible. Seriously? I don’t have anything that I have to do. I pretty much go with the flow as long as everything gets done.

JR: W00t! Wow! This is another easy Christmas question. I go back to Momma and Daddy's house for Christmas ham and to see what Santa Claus brought dropped off overnight. I'm so excited...I almost peed my pants just typing it!


Alrighty then! That was a hoot and a holler, huh?! Five weeks of pure Story Orgy goodness. I don't know about you, but I've learned a lot of interesting things about my SO family *chuckles*. 

We may have just completed an interview; but, there are so many more things brewing in the SO world that you will not want to miss. 

Happy holidays! 

Monday, November 14, 2011

Story Orgy Monday - Southern Heat _ Part Three - Three's Company

Next week is Thanksgiving. Yum! Happy Story Orgy Monday, everybody. You're in for a treat. Today, you find out who was so kind as to interrupt Kemp and Brent last week. But, before open that door, I would like to take a brief moment to keep you abreast of some tidbits of information.

Tidbit #1- Remember Story Orgy's first anthology? Story Orgy is very proud to announce that a donation of $250.00 has been made to The Trevor Project, the leading national organization providing crisis intervention and suicide prevention services to lesbian, gay, bisexual, transgender and questioning (LGBTQ) youth. This donation represents the profits from the first three months of sales of our very first anthology And the Prompt Is..., so thanks to you, our faithful readers, for making this donation possible!

Oh! That reminds me. Story Orgy's next anthology will be at Breathless Press in two weeks. So, be looking for Word Play in the near future. Meanwhile, you can visit Breathless Press and check out Lee Brazil's Loving Jacob

Tidbit #2- Story Orgy's 5-part Interview is in full swing. Last week Lee Brazil hosted and we all discussed smex (love that subject!). Well, this week we are all meeting at Hank Edwards's place to talk about Favorites. Don't miss out! The party is on Friday. Meet us there by going HERE. Pssst...I always have a hankering for some Hank. 

Now, are you ready to find out who is on the other side of that door? We can only hope they are as delicious as the guy in this week's picture. I've gotta give props to Jade Basier. She sure knows how to pick 'em, don't she? Mercy!
This week's prompt words that inspired me are: acupuncturist, a police station, and an African violet potted plant.

Southern Heat

Part Three – Three's Company

With a tinge of disappointment, Kemp stood to answer the door. "Don't you move a muscle." 

"You don't have to get that, you know." Brent's valid attempt to keep Kemp at his side was implicit.

"Nah. It could be an emergency." Kemp whispered, rounding the coffee table.

Kemp squinted, peering through the peephole. Blinking several times to wipe away the blur caused by the porch light, his view came into focus. A police officer stood on the porch. Thick, black hair curled around olive-toned skin and deep brown eyes shifted around briefly before locking onto the peephole as if he knew Kemp was watching.

Tamping down the excitement with a hard swallow, Kemp looked over his shoulder at Brent and asked in his lowest voice possible. "It's Xavier. What do you want me to do?"   

Brent didn't hesitate to answer and a huge smile complimented his widened eyes. "Let that hunk of man meat in, of course." 

Kemp's stiff cock pulsed harder with anticipation. With a fixed grip, Kemp turned the knob, and looked sideways through the crack in the door. "Xavier. It's been a while." 

"Yes, it has. Can I come in?" 

"Of course you can. Nuestra casa es su casa." Kemp opened the door just enough to let Xavier pass through. 
Rocco was none too happy, his bark sharp and quick. His objection to uniforms wasn't anything new. 
"Rocco, go to your room." Kemp pointed down the hall and delivered a stern command. Turning back to the handsome visitor, Kemp eased the door shut. 

"Are you sure I'm not interrupting something?" 
Xavier's masculine voice made Kemp's ball sac contract and he could only imagine what was going through his lover's head. What with Brent being the horn dog that he was and all. 

Brent was still sprawled out on the floor. And his erection, in all its glory, gave the impression it was thumping its way to sweet release all on its own. "Xavier, you're always welcome here. Take off that hat and make yourself at home." 

It was obvious Xavier had just come from the station. He was still in full uniform. Nightstick, handcuffs, flashlight, the works. 

"Um." Kemp quirked his brows and pointed at the small potted plant in Xavier's hand.

"Oh. This is for you." Xavier offered up the African violet with a bashful smile. "It was a gift from a grateful mom, but you know me. I couldn't have a green thumb even if I dipped it in paint." 

"We'll just see about that." Brent reached for the plant. Grinning, he motioned toward the table next to them that held the body paints and waggled his brows.   

"Y'all are too much. It's no wonder I like coming over here." Xavier hung his hat and jacket on the rack by the door and kicked off his shoes. 

"Don't stop there." Brent's request was followed up with a firm nod from Kemp. Getting the cop naked was priority number one. 

"Yeah. Take it all off." Kemp walked around the couch, sat the plant on the bar, and resumed his position on Brent's cock, letting it nuzzle in the warmth of his crack. "Is this where we were, babe?" 

"Almost." Brent's hands smacked either side of Kemp's ass before snagging a bottle of lube peeking out from under the couch. More than likely left from a previous session of lovemaking. Brent handed it to his cowboy sitting high in the saddle. Blindly, he dipped his fingers into the paint on the floor beside him then smeared them down Kemp's chest.

"That's hot." Xavier's words tangled with the melodic tunes in the room. Completely naked and towering over his hosts, Xavier's feet straddled either side of Brent's head, his dark, uncut cock swaying like a Spanish enchantment in front of Kemp's watering mouth. 

Kemp's head swam from the sensations bombarding him. But that didn't keep him from lifting up and lubing his hole. Choosing not to probe as he often did, he slicked his lover's prick with his lubed hand and gripped the thick base. "You ready, handsome?"    

Both, Brent and Xavier sounded off at the same time. If Kemp had any inhibitions, they were definitely set free at that very moment. He bore down on Brent's fleshy shaft, letting only the fat mushroomed head penetrate, stretching his hole. Kemp's hips undulated, working Brent's cock deeper and deeper. Looking up at Xavier's powerful figure, Kemp let his eyes say it all. He wanted more.

Leaning forward, Kemp delighted in the first burst of tangy pre-cum across his tongue from Xavier’s prick. Finally, he sensed the searing heat Brent's balls imposed on the globes of his ass and he moaned at the feeling of completeness. 

Only a matter of moments passed before the three men writhed against each other, pumping and flexing as Kemp worked his lovers. The electric blue lighting and soft music seemed distant to Kemp as their moans filled the room. 

"Suck that dick, baby."

"Work that ass, cowboy." 

Being egged on by his lovers sent jolts of pleasure through his groin. As the tightening of his balls launched his load, Kemp moaned. Brent’s muscles locked underneath him and heat seared his insides as Brent gasped with his release. 

“Fuck yeah.” Xavier’s hands fisted in his hair as he swallowed Xavier's tangy seed. Kemp gripped Xavier's ass to hold him deep in his throat, bearing down on his lover's cock to milk every last drop from him.  

The musky scent of sex wafted through the room as Xavier braced himself on Kemp’s shoulders. He chuckled briefly. "Thanks for this. I think you just saved me another visit to the acupuncturist."  


Um...I could use a visitor or two right about now. How 'bout you? Ready to see how the rest of Story Orgy was inspired this week? C'mon, follow me...

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Monday, November 7, 2011

Southern Heat_Part Two - Brush Strokes

Oh wow. What a freaking busy week this has been. My head is spinning *takes a deep breath and smiles*.

Hello everybody. I hope all is well in your neck of the woods. I'm just going to drop a few tidbits of information and we'll just move right on along to my resurrected story from weeks gone by. 

Tidbit #1 – Lee Brazil has a new release over at Breathless Press. Hell, I know it! I was thinking the same thing. He's pounding them stories out faster than I can rub out a load. Ooops. Maybe that was too much information *blushes*. Anyway, hurry by and snatch up a copy of your own. Click Here

Tidbit #2 – Goodreads has released Don't Read in the Closet: Volume Two from Hot Summer Days. You don't want to miss out on these free reads. In fact, you'll find several of your favorite authors have shared some goodies there *ahem*. Click Here

Tidbit #3 – Remember that interview thingamuhjiggy? Ummm...the 5-part Interview Questions Story Orgy is doing? Well, this is the third week! This week's topic is SMEX and Lee is hosting. So, don't forget to drop by his place on Friday and check out the tasty goodness we all have to dish out. Click Here
Now, on with the show. Several months ago, I shared a short story titled Southern Heat. Well, Brent and Kemp are making a new appearance thanks to the delicious inspiration provided by Jade Basier *eyes glaze over at the picture below*. C'mon, don't be shy. Follow me and well find out what Brent and Kemp are up to. 

Southern Heat
Part Two – Brush Strokes

Rocco, a boisterous Golden Retriever, paced excitedly in front of the door. Even when the car alarm hadn’t sounded yet, he was always the first one to know when one of the daddies arrived home.

"That's right, boy. You get your lovin' now. Because when you're done, he's mine. I have plans for your daddy tonight." Kemp stood buck naked at the kitchen sink, overlooking the bar and making sure everything was just right. The wine was breathing, body paints warmed, and fresh fruits washed and ready for play.

With the press of a button, Kemp set the evening in motion. Electric blue LED lights lit the perimeter of the living room, enhancing the colors of the aquarium clock tower in the corner and giving life to the soft music floating on the air.  

When Rocco released a sharp yap and sat directly in front of the door, Kemp knew Brent was just on the other side. Kemp couldn't help but chuckle when he realized how much he had in common with Rocco. If I was a dog, I would be doing the same thing. And, in a way he was. With mounting anticipation of his own, Kemp pressed his aching cock against the cabinet door and sank his teeth into an apple.

Brent opened the door and immediately stooped down to give Rocco some loving, rubbing behind his ears and smooching on his face. "Hey there, Rocco boy. Are you taking good care of your Daddy today?" Like most dogs of his breed, Rocco was a very loyal and caring member of the family. He didn't know he was really a dog. 

Brent straightened back up, running his fingers through his hair, combing the long blond tresses from his eyes. After closing the door behind him with his foot, Brent's shoulder dropped, letting the strap of his duffle bag slide down his arm to the floor at the end of the sofa. 

"Hello there, handsome. Welcome home." Kemp walked around the counter with two glasses of wine.
"Whoa. Hey there, cowboy. Is that for me?" Brent's smile was illuminated by the glow of the running lights. 

"Sure is. I thought you might want a little something special after a long night at work." Kemp offered up the glass of wine. 

Brent accepted the glass and took a quick sip as he bent to place it on the coffee table. "I wasn't talking about the wine. You know me. Dancing all night at the club makes me horny as hell." 

Kemp admired Brent's talents. Every single one of them. And when Brent didn't stand back up, Kemp was certain his plans were on the brink of being changed. "Wait. I have a treat for you." 

"Damn right you do. We're not in your office anymore. I think it's time my cowboy goes for a ride." Brent slithered up Kemp's body, rippling his body in rhythm with the music filtering from the speakers, flicking his tongue across Kemp's most delicate areas.


"Not this time, cowboy. You had your go at the office. I taste your plan." Brent's tongue worked its way back down and lapped the paint on Kemp's belly where he used it for testing on himself earlier in the evening.

Brent's hand landed heavy across Kemp's ass cheek. "Now, go get that paint." 

Kemp turned to the kitchen, the heat of Brent's slap teased his senses. "You be careful what you ask for. I'm still bigger than you, my horny little stud muffin." 

Brent chuckled. "Are you challenging me?" 

Kemp returned with a bowl of fruit and the paints. After setting the items on the coffee table, he selected a peeled grape and rubbed it on Brent's lips. "No challenges, love. But, just remember. Whatever you do, I always get my turn too." 

Brent sucked in the grape and pulled Kemp to the floor. Leaning against the base of the couch, Brent unbuttoned his pants and lifted his hips. "Give 'em a tug, would ya?" 

Kemp slipped Brent's jeans and boxers off and then his shirt. With a strawberry in his lips, he rocked up to his knees and leaned forward, meeting Brent's parted lips. Biting into the strawberry, Kemp left half for Brent's delight as sweet nectar trickled down the finely sculpted muscles of Brent’s chest. 

Placing one palm at the small of Brent's back and one cradling his head, Kemp guided his lover farther from the sofa and eased him to his back. Kemp licked at the juice trailing down Brent's neck and chest, stopping at his nipple to flick in time with the music, taking great pleasure in feeling the bump stiffen under his tongue. 

Kemp gave up his prize only to turn and straddled Brent's cock, letting the firm flesh rest between the globes of his ass cheeks. Slowly writhing to the music, he flexed his ass muscles around Brent's dick while dipping the paintbrush into the warm paint. 

But one stroke of the brush on Brent's chest was all he got before the chime of the doorbell jarred the air.

Rocco's bark reinforced the obvious as he stared at the door.

Knock knock knock.

Kemp sighed heavily and flicked the paintbrush onto the table. "Who the fuck could that be at the door? At this hour of the night?"  


Well damn. That beats all I ever seen. Somebody has very poor timing. I'm with Kemp on this one. "Who the fuck could that be at the door? At this hour of the night?" Somebody has some splainin' to do. 
Okay. My curiosity is soaring now. I have got to know what the others are up to. You just never know with Story Orgy. Pssst...c'mon and follow me. We'll find out together. 

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