Nightcharm is overjoyed to announce that Anonymous — the most published author in history — has coupled with our resident cartoon genius Josman to create one of the most controversial stories to ever land in our Inner Circle library.

Modest to a fault, yet possessed of political secrets that have toppled governments, as well as sexual endowments that have redefined pornography, Anonymous here confesses that he is also — surprise! — a total butch bottom.

And Josman — an illustrator that can render a rounded ass or spritz of jism with the detailed lyricism of a Disney cartoon master — has risen way beyond the challenge for this over-the-top, fetish-driven story.

In Buttboy in a Blindfold, Anonymous is a college jock, just turned 18, who reads a notice on his college bulletin board that says Athletes Wanted For Experiments in Human Response. Being a frisky lad full of spunk, he soon gets himself right in the middle of a . . . um . . . jam.

Here’s a sample (brace yourself): (more…)

We’ve all been to that bend in the river, haven’t we? Where the woodbine twineth — among other thangs.

In case you’ve forgotten what a thang looks like, our master artist Josman draws a whole slew of tumescent ones for the R.J. Marsh story The Way Things Are, which you’ll find in the Inner Circle.

A potent, hardon-making tale, it is also beautifully written — something we’ve come to expect from this author. For the way things are is that nobody in this story is gay. Nobody at all. All the guys tell us that several times. And yet…

And yet each one of them finds their way to that bend in the river. (more…)

Here at Nightcharm, USA New Josman illustrations are always a cause for standing on our heads and reciting the Jabberwocky with wild hiphop gestures.

Josman’s illustrations make us dizzy — correction dizzier, with all they have to show us about phallic fun. And we do mean phun.

The Master has taken his digital pen and paint to a heart-tugging tale about one fellow helping out another. You see this other fellow — that’s him, above, in the white T with the nipple ring — he’s stranded (wouldn’t you know) in the middle of nowhere. Funny thing about nowhere: You can’t go shopping there, or take in a movie, or order an Orange smoothie from some cute bucktooth hayseed behind a counter. Boys being boys though, our two heroes figure out a way to flitter away the time … and each other. (more…)

Call him Buck. It rhymes with … oh so many interesting words to choose from:

Pluck

Luck…

Give us a moment, we’ll think of some others.

Meanwhile, what a hot, nasty mug on this guy! The kind of face that speaks a thousands words. And boy, do we get the message!

To say one word more would be …. so beside the point.

Better to just mosey over to the V.I.P Lounge in the Inner Circle and get upclose and personal with ol’ Buckaroo for ourselves.

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You never know whom you’re going to see at the dirty book store.

And if you’re a married guy on the low, low, how low-can-you-go down, you may have a lot of thrills and chills in your future.

The shock of recognition, for instance. That one’s a bitch.

And that kind of zingy, tingling alarm is really what Family Values, our new Inner Circle story by master-writer Bob Vickery, is all about (with illustrations by the great Josman):

Here’s a taste (But watch it! It may be too hot for you, Orson!):

And that’s just an inkling of what’s about to … um … come.

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You decide.

In William Dean’s latest story, Paris is a circus of sex, a whirligig of willing boys in alleyways and under bridges. “It’s about a horny American,” says author Dean, “who finds himself pimped in Paris.” But is the hero of Under the Lamplights of Paris really pimped? Or is he punked?

You’ll have to get to the end of the story to figure it out. All we’ll say is that our hero is a trust-fund horndog who has but two goals in life: to stay drunk on pastis and to get nailed by every major French dick in the Marais, the gay district of the city. (more…)

Nightcharm’s master illustrator aligns with premiere queer erotica writer, RJ March, in the Inner Circle’s When Rufus Sings. It’s an erotic tale of a straight guy tricking out on his girlfriend with a hot male model, whose room is covered in naked studies of himself. Well, those photos couldn’t be any hotter than the series of hard-edged, high-impact illustrations Josman turned in for this nasty bedtime story. (more…)

Josman you take our breath away every time! For long moments we grow dizzy!

More than just the wind is blowing in this series of storm-at-sea illustrations from Nightcharm’s master artist Josman. But wait it gets better! The hot ‘toons are coupled with a new Inner Circle beat-off tale from master storyteller Bob Vickery, one of Nightcharm’s most popular writers.

In Blown Out to Sea, a schooner gets tossed about in a storm while two shipmates do some tossing and turning of their own in a tiny hammock, with all the lanterns swaying above them. Complications — as is their delightful wont in such tales — follow. Soon our salty seamen are having abandoned sex with total strangers! (more…)