MPREG eBook - Desert Island Daddies
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eBook for You Male Pregnancy Fans Out There
Desert Island Daddies is a hot fantasy story in the style of those old pulp adventure novels where two men are pitted against nature and survive against all odds but with sex and male pregnancy. Here’s a chapter from the book:
When Pinky woke up, Butch was already up and about. He’d taken off his clothes and hung them out to dry. The boa constrictor between his legs flopped from side to side, casting a shadow in the sand that made it look like a third leg.
“Wake up, sleepy head. Help me start a fire. And give me your clothes.”
Leaving Las Vegas
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The Quest for Inspiration
Dateline: Back from Vegas (Hell)
By: The Author behind Peter Schutes
I'd thought a trip to Las Vegas would inspire another story or perhaps, if I were lucky, a novel. So far, it was not the case. The 113-degree heat, the crowds on the Strip, and the sadly empty casinos from ten years ago were not inspiring. Gone were the quaint one-armed bandits, replaced by giant, confusing video screens where you could never tell if you'd won or not. If you did find one of the old-school slot machines, it was still inexplicably complicated. I won 15 cents by cashing out a few abandoned machines.
Seeking a feel for the pre-1980s Vegas, I headed down to Fremont Street, the original home to gambling palaces. Sadly, none of the casinos there retained their old-school charm. In a bid to compete with The Strip, the Golden Nugget upped its game. The fresh carpeting, giant video slots, and slick restaurants were a sad testament to the changing tastes of America. I might be a curmudgeon, but I needed that old flavor to be inspired. The Pioneer, home to the waving cowboy, had been gutted and replaced with a mobile phone shop and a jewelry store. I believe the Golden Nugget bought the backside of the casino in their quest for expansion, though I didn't verify my suspicions.
Binion's retained some of its 1970s charm, although the virtual reality booth in front was anachronistic and shabby. I felt like I had a case of pink eye waiting there for me. I didn't make it inside the Four Queens because I was melting and starving. Maybe it was a holdout, too. The exterior looked shabby and quaint.
This writer is always in search of a story, a character, a setting, or all three. I saw one hunk who might show up in a story. I saw one casino that smelled and looked like the days of yore. But I didn't find a story. I'm going to have to let that hunk tell it to me. He had a dark complexion, brown eyes, messy hair, and wore jeans that looked straight out of a Led Zeppelin concert. I've named him Harold, but his friends call him "Bo" because he walks bowl-legged for reasons that any fan of my stories can guess.
But I don't have a story. I'll just have to let it simmer until something comes up. Maybe he'll meet a man who looks like the cowboy in front of the Pioneer Casino!
A New Paperback, A New Perspective
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Today a new paperback has launched. Dirty Dorms and Fresh Men is a bestseller on Amazon in the LGBTQ+ Erotica category, and I couldn't be happier. The key to the success was teamwork. I didn't try to do the whole thing myself. I worked with a seasoned publisher to get the ideal title. I hired two writers to contribute to the anthology. We made this book, not I. That is what made all the difference.
One author, J. W. Steed, writes a fantastic blog in which he recounts true-adventure tales of sex. Today's blog is about the writing of Sleazy A, the novella he wrote for Dirty Dorms. I highly recommend you read it.
The New Perspective
Many readers of gay erotica are women. I have always written my books for men As such, they seem to miss the mark for a lot of would-be readers. I focus an inordinate amount of time on anatomy. The books describe pain that takes a while to dissolve into pleasure. They sometimes address sexual injury. Probably the most offensive details that might put off my female readers are the body fluids and where they end up at the completion of the act. This may have been the trigger for some one-star reviews, including one that simply contained the vomit emoji.
I don’t spend much time describing furniture, wallpaper, carpeting, or table settings. I’m actually not sure what I should or shouldn’t write about in order to avoid alienating my readers. I just take my filthy thoughts and put them on paper. They’re informed by a heady blend of experience and pornography.
I am never going to stop writing, but I’ve had some great experiences passing the torch to other writers whose desires, descriptions, details, and dimensions are different from mine. The anthologies are maturing, sharing a broad perspective of writing instead of my singularly phallic prose.
Reasons to Subscribe
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If you haven't subscribed to Peter's Monthly Missive, here's why you should: as you can see from the email above, there will be lots of free and discounted eBooks available only to subscribers. The books go on Presale, so you will get to be the first people to read them, and leave them bad reviews (or good reviews if you think they're good!)
The emails will always be monthly, so you don't have to worry about them cluttering your inbox. Oh, and if you already subscribe and didn't get the newsletter, check your SPAM folder to be sure it didn't go there.
The August newsletter is coming soon, so be on the lookout. It will be chock full of pre-releases and coupon codes.
New Novella – Little Shamus
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![Little Shamus](/images/blog/free/Little_Shamus_img_5694_520x520.png)
I’ve written four stories about Shamus, and this is a fifth – but it’s the first, chronologically – a prequel if you will. It’s called “Little Shamus” It’s told in first person, a little different from the other Shamus stories like “Muscle Beach” or “Dirty Cop.”
Here’s an excerpt from the novella:
One day, I was doing squats, and I seen Coach Hurley standing in the doorway watching me. He was looking at my legs, I figured. But he wasn’t.
He said, “Shamus, after this, come see me in my office.”
I thought I was in trouble, but when he smiled, I felt something funny going on in my gut.
“Hey Coach, what’s up?”
Careful What You Write
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I tried writing an “Age Play” novella called Flight Plan. The premise was a young adult (18) looked much younger, and attracted a fellow who likes them young. It crossed an invisible line that triggers a knee-jerk reaction. I wrote about this in my previous blog post, but now I have the chops to prove it. My 16th book is banned, despite the fact that I ticked the Age-Play box before I published it. This was on a platform that allows quite a bit more leeway than that monster with a South American name and very North American puritan values.
It doesn’t matter that I spent hours creating these books, designing covers, plotting, and planning. It all goes up in a puff of smoke if that trigger is pulled.
The Most Dangerous Topic
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![Safety in Abstraction Safety in Abstraction](/images/blog/peter/safety_in_abstraction.jpg)
In most societies, a group of people, scapegoats, are universally deemed non-persons. I don’t mean a group of people that get clumped into low status, like people without houses or people who have come to a country illegally. Most of us consider them whole people who face a lot of discrimination and isolation. They are still people. In Nazi Germany, there were non-people: Jewish People, Homosexuals, Romani, and Jehovah’s Witnesses, to name a few. Their non-personhood made their imprisonment and near-extermination possible.
Our society often treats criminals like non-people, although they still hold the possibility of redemption. However, there is a sub-group of criminals who are universally despised, dismissed, and treated as irredeemable pieces of filth. In the United States, a child molester is the most non-person in our midst. Terrorists, murderers, and even adult rapists are less reviled and, therefore, ‘redeemable.’ Only if you were treated as a god amongst men, like Michael Jackson, could you be exempt from losing your personhood altogether. You’ll never be a full member of society again, though.
Which MPREG Book Shall I Write Next?
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I have several fragments - micro-stories that could become a full-fledged novel if there is interest.
The following fragments focus on male pregnancy. Peter's male pregnancy is different from the modern style. He focused on anatomy and real possibilities for male birth. He did not have any aliens or tentacles. He wrote about tenderness but also conflict - against society, between partners, and internal doubts.
![In the third trimester, it can be hellish. The third trimester](/images/blog/peter/mpreg_3rd_trimester.jpg)
Violating an AI
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With my ChatGPT prompt, "Tell me a story about a lumberjack with a very large penis," I got a content violation warning, but I also got a story. A surprisingly scary-good fairy tale with a moral worthy of a Peter Schutes novel. Other than adding a title, I have made no changes. I'm thinking I may need to look for a new job. Oh wait, I don't think it can write about mind-blowing gay sex. Or can it? I also prompted Wombo Dream to make a woodcut of "Two figures: A winged fairy pointing magic wand at the leg of a very muscular, shirtless lumberjack" I asked for the lumberjack to be hiding a softball in his underwear, but that just didn't work.
Peter Schutes Radio - A smutty good time
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The 20th century author with a colossally warped and perverted penile perspective has taken up an entirely 21st century pursuit: Podcasting. Penises on Parade. Pricks for Kicks. Plop down your meat and pick up the podcast that will make your ears sting.
Top 11 Peter Schutes Tropes
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Peter has written tens of thousands of pages of raw smutty literature. Within those pages are some recurring themes and scenarios. Here, are the 11 most common Peter Schutes tropes.
We chose 11 in honor of the unicorn of dick size - 11 inches.
Is It the Motion in the Ocean?
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This is a fragment of a note from Peter written close to the end of his life. He waxes philosophical on the meaning of penis size in the context of human interactions.
![Is It the Motion in the Ocean?](/images/blog/peter/is_it_the_motion_in_the_ocean.jpg)
In the realm of male psychology, the mind has an infinite capacity to criticize its owner. I’m too fat. I’m too skinny. I’m not muscular enough. I can’t grow a beard, etc. Women may have a similar affliction, but I can only write from the male perspective.
A Poem About the Burden of Size
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![The Obscenity The Burden of Size](/images/blog/peter/the_burden_of_size.jpg)
We found a deeply personal poem written by Peter, bemoaning the burden of being huge. If you thought you could unveil his psychology through his stories, this poem will be like opening his calvarium and staring directly at his brain.
Can smut convert to Erotic Romance?
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I don’t have the patience to read a gay erotic romance, so I’m not sure how far Peter’s anatomically outrageous smut lies from such a genre. If I take out a lot of explicit description and replace it with euphemisms, will these otherwise romantic HEA stories be something of interest to a wider reading populace?
Ancient Greek Active
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People just assume Hercules is a top. He does too, at least until he meets his superior. Lippos may not be a muscled demigod, but he has Hercules beat in the manhood department. And Hercules discovers, to his delight, that his powers prevent him from feeling pain. He's the perfect muscle bottom. And Lippos is only too happy to accommodate Hercules's insatiable hunger for pleasure. Never judge a book by its cover. There's an ancient greek saying "the thicker the beard, the lighter the heels." It is often the most masculine men who crave to play the feminine role in a relationship. Hercules was no exception.
The importance of a good review
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We here at PS publishers are scratching our heads. Peter has given away over 750 free copies of his classic "Bunkhouse Buddies" and yet so far not one person was brave enough to leave a review.
Perhaps all 750 are following the maxim "If you don't have anything nice to say, it's best to say nothing at all." Maybe Smashwords doesn't make it easy to leave a review. Perhaps we need to put more and better links in the book to make reviewing easier. The marketing landscape for smut has changed drastically in the past two decades.
Were this still the 20th century we would have 500 copies of the book printed up on the cheapest paper imaginable. Those cheap "pulp" novels would be marketed to dirty bookstores, who might reluctantly agree to take ten copies on consignment. Or once the demand for Peter's books was established, we could sell them wholesale to the bookstore.
How Peter Tamed the Monster
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The significance of this bookstrap escaped us at first. Daryn the intern, whose young imaginative mind is capable of great leaps, explained that the straps were for holding Peter's manhood against his thigh.
"You said he fought in World War I. Do you think he could have made it without something to keep it in place? He would have fallen behind."
Daryn, we are grateful for your rules of deduction. Reading his autobiography should shed further light on Peter's "handicap" and his methods of dealing with it.
Peter (Over) Exposed
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Our intern's recent find gave our office the idea to scrape through old drawers in every room of the house. We also checked under rugs, lifted heavy appliances, and sent Roomba under every sofa. We came up empty. Peter's purge had been thorough. He destroyed every photo, shredded every journal, and basically robbed the world of his persona. In 1980, it would have been hard for him to imagine his work would be celebrated. It is a tragedy.
Peter moved to the San Fernando Valley in 1962. Close friends said he wanted a swimming pool and Santa Monica was too chilly. His tiny office in Santa Monica Canyon held the bulk of his paperwork, which turned out to be nothing but utility bills, blank packing slips and random matchbooks and other ephemera. He destroyed all personal correspondence. It was only through rumors and secondary sources that we learned as much as we did.
Peter’s Year in the Coal Mines
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The period between 1940 when Peter left Hollywood and 1944, when he returned and became a permanent fixture in Tinseltown are clouded with mystery. Daryn, our brilliant intern from Cal State Dominguez Hills, just found a missing puzzle piece...a rare photo of Peter with his notes on the reverse.
This important photo was lodged in the railing of an old filing cabinet from Peter's office. It sheds light on an important year in his life. It explains how he knew enough about mining to write Dark as a Dungeon. It shows a cheerful Peter on the left with a man named Jim Ivey, who apparently used to give Peter hand jobs, if we can interpret "caresses" in such a bawdy manner. The bulge in Peter's trousers is too ambiguous to confirm the legend. Still, all he got was caresses, so it gives weight to rumors he was problematically enormous. It also casts a light on his still fragile mental state. To a fan of Peter's fiction, this is priceless. It will take a place of honor in the archives at PS publishing.
The Anaconda Copper
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The Anaconda Copper explores the moral quandaries of Sheriff Whelan Dowd, also known as 'Stack.’ The town folks call him ‘Stack’ in honor of the Anaconda Stack, the tallest masonry smokestack in the world, which looms over the town like a massive phallus. He was gifted and cursed with an appendage so large, it caused real damage with women.
Of The Anaconda Copper, Peter wrote:
The life of a small town sheriff is difficult for different reasons than that of a big city cop. In small townships, the sheriff often becomes the factotum. He may moonlight as a mechanic or run a general store. His budget comes from county taxes, which fall short. He may need to repair the brakes on his cruiser and replace missing letters in the office typewriter. He doesn't do it for the love of money; he must love the law and the people of the town he has sworn to protect.