Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Live today, Kyler Fey's new novella

The new installment of Kyler Fey's gay-erotic science fantasy serial Commander Jace and the Unsuitable Boys is available now on Amazon. Episode #6 The Devious Boy-Ka-Wang of Mars continues the lusty and sometimes lurid and bizarre adventures of Jace Dekka and his coterie of talented young men as they work to unravel and defeat a baroque scheme by a once-defeated but now-resurgent foe, a scheme that may threaten the entire future of humanity. For some comments on this installment's creation and an excerpt that you won't see in the Kindle preview, check out my post from yesterday. This episode includes Trace's return to Mars to seek an alliance with his old lover Prince Carthoris and the prince's army of winged men, as well as a trip by Ando and Timothy to the wilds of the Moon where they meet some of the strangest and possibly most dangerous denizens of the Solar System. Meanwhile, at the Home for Unsuitable Boys, Commander Jace and the remainder of his group are fascinated with a weird game that has appeared on their phones and which is affecting their minds and their libidos. Some threads from earlier episodes are drawn together and the stage is set for the remainder of the saga, which will play out over four more installments. All of this is conveyed by way of a nearly-relentless but highly literate pornography that I have seen few other writers achieve, at least in the mode of "pulp" science fantasy. This is a novella of about 40,000 words, and only $2.99 on Amazon. It will not have a standalone print edition, but it may get one in the form of a "double" with another of Fey's books, and it will most certainly be printed in a second five-volume omnibus after the remaining four books are done (sometime in 2019). The whole series and several unrelated books by this author can be found via the Kyler Fey Amazon Author Page link over to the right of this post.

Monday, July 23, 2018

Kyler Fey's The Boy-Ka-Wang of Mars releases tomorrow; excerpt

As I look ahead to some kind of future for the semi-revived M-Brane Press, I am considering some new projects other than Kyler Fey’s queer speculative erotica—which has been the whole focus since the start of 2017. But for right now, Kyler’s hot, gay and sometimes super-transgressive shit is still what I am all about as we release the Kindle ebook of Episode #6 of his science fantasy serial Commander Jace and the Unsuitable Boys. This new one, which should be live on Amazon by tomorrow, is titled The Devious Boy-Ka-Wang of Mars, and it launches what we have come to think of as the second half of what is intended to be a ten-part serial. 

Anyone who follows Kyler on Twitter may have seen about a thousand tweets about this volume, his nearly incessant raging about the difficulties of its revision. And he was wholly justified in that because this one was a serious pain in the ass to put into its final form—much more so than its five predecessors—because it ended up merging into one narrative most of the pieces of what were originally intended to be two different episodes of the serial, and it was necessary to “retcon” a couple things as we discovered irreconcilable inconsistencies between it and what had already been established in earlier episodes. It also ended up being a novella of about 40,000 words, longer than any of the previous episodes by a few thousand. If this series were planned to run longer than four more books, I might be tempted to assemble some kind of concordance or “bible” for it so that we can easily look things up because this is one seriously fucking complex and (possibly over-) world-built piece of pornographic gay science fantasy. I have, for example, requested no further references to any main characters’ eye colors because I am pretty sure some of them have changed but I can’t figure out where. 

On the other hand, the method of assembling these stories from characters’ journal entries and other found texts within the story’s universe makes it easier to credibly have disagreements one from the other, and this a tactic that has been consciously employed by Kyler since Episode #1 where he shows a backstory for the character Braden but it’s presented as a piece of pornographic fan fiction about him. In the new episode, he extends this notion a bit further and includes a passage that is a prose description of one of Ethan’s comic books, which itself is derived from a piece of fan fiction about these very characters on an alternate universe Archive of Our Own. That segment is followed immediately by the following excerpt, which refers to a series of the clairvoyant Ethan's delirious artwork. I was not sure if I wanted to share this piece here because I think it’s a small and lovely dark jewel late in the book that I’d like readers to find on their own. But it appears that Kyler posted a slightly different draft of it on his Tumblr a while back anyway. This will make zero sense to anyone who has not read of any of the previous episodes, and it is not even typical of what to expect in this new book, but it seems to me to scream the underlying tone of The Boy-Ka-Wang of Mars

From Episode #6...

But that comic book-like set of drawings is just a distraction, something to stiffen the dicks of some of those readers who have dicks, or perhaps dampen the pussies of women who like images of cartoonish male-on-male fucking, but with no major impact on our story. But this one is quite different:
It’s another comic book of sorts, but this one is richer with its paints and pencils and charcoals and glitter, and the panels are enormous. Also unlike the previous one, it does not tell an obvious story. Its panels have the look of things that go together, but each one is its own statement:
The dorsal spines of a reptilian monster, like a gargantuan dimetrodon the size of a hill, cast lance-like shadows on a grey marshy field, but the shadows don’t quite match the spines because they show something in silhouette that does not appear to be part of those spines. If one view these shadows through a magnifier, one can see the black shapes of naked human males with curved arm-length penises, and they are probably impaled on the shadow-spines. In the sky above them dark haze-forms remind one of bat wings.
A naked male form with enormous erect wings, like a Martian angel, kneels on a shiny floor, his impossibly long penis lying in coils on that floor between his knees as if it is several feet of sausage, its head emerging like that of a snake and spilling a foaming froth of juice. Testicles the size of fists depending above it, squeezed forward by the man’s thick thighs.
Perhaps a self-portrait, a nude boy that looks a lot like Ethan, but his nipples are rendered as pink spirals that wind out over his chest and his navel appears to contain a cat-like eye. What at first looks like an illegible mess of paint where his penis should be, on closer examination, gives the viewer this horrible impression: that his penis has been severed but then re-inserted head-first into a makeshift hole carved into his pelvis. His head floats detached above the stump of his neck and from that neck erupts a murky speech balloon, more like a cloud, and the tiny text inside it says “Can you hear my song? A-STAR!”
Another portrait with a recognizable figure in it: Trace stands like a colossus astride what may be Kasei Vallis on Mars, but he has four arms—his real ones plus another pair that extends from his back and reaches around his body like they could be wings if they were feathered. He has two penises, side-by-side, bowing out away from each other and so long they would be over a meter long if they were in proportion to real Trace’s body. Each leaks a rain of slime, and in the pool that this supernatural cum forms, swim dozens of tiny naked lads, each with Martian angel wings erupting from their backs and long sperm-like tails writhing from their asses.
A trio of naked white boys, solid black eyes so closely set that they nearly touch, ears that look like lilies, arms that terminate not in hands but in the foreskin-shrouded heads of penises, while where their penises should be one sees instead what looks like a clawed finger. Their torsos are studded from their Adam’s apples to their pubic thatches with tiny stakes, each one drawing a rivulet of blood, a dozen or more stabbing the chests and bellies of each of these strange lads. But after a few moments of examining these details, it starts to seem like at least some of the blood rivulets are curling into letters, spelling out words. If one were to look long enough—though one never does—one might see these phrases: Aaron Fruit Demolition Sucks My Fat Dirty Cock, Fuck and Kill the Boy-Ka-Wang of Mars, Ethan Sucks the A-Star Into His Cunt, Brother-Fuckers K and K Have Poison Cum for Blood, Zane Must Eat My Hot Faggot Heart with Only His Bare Fingers and Soft Lips, Tiphon Tong/Tong Tiphon/Tong SHIT! Will Eat Jace’s Log, Stake the Dirty Draku Cocksuckers in Beds of Their Native Soil, Ethan’s Super-Cum Makes Angels, Twinky Terran Teen Fag Ass-Raped by 6 Martian Frat Angels on Cam LIVE!…and even more. In fact, if anyone had ever to this day studied this image closely enough and for a long enough time, then they’d probably have found hundreds of these messages embedded in it. But because no one ever did, neither did anyone ever divine any of their meanings. 

And this one: three-d fruit shapes, craggy versions of the icons from a phone game float in a yellow space and among them drift penis-hammers: the shafts are the handles and the ballsacks are the hammer heads. At the bottom of the panel lies a cartoon male who looks passably like Jace Dekka. He lies on his back and grips in both fists a livid purple erection taller than his body is long. From this cock erupts a silvery flow of jizz that winds upward through the image, as if solving a maze among the fruit blocks and the penis-hammers until it reaches a hazy spacey patch near the top of the picture where a sphere clouded by coppery wires seems to absorb the cum-flow. A diffuse ring of wriggling sperm cells seems to encircle the sphere and within it is more of Ethan’s tiny text: Welcome to Asteroid Sperm-X, Commander Cum-Factory!”

Tuesday, May 22, 2018

New today: DANNY versus JAUSTIN! by Kyler Fey

Today we let out this bizarre little one-off by Kyler Fey, the “omegaverse” novella Danny Versus Jaustin: An Alphas Awakens!  This is not part of his Jace serial, which is the main project my press has been involved with for the past year or so, but it contains a few tie-ins to those books (such as the presence of a “Cult Cthulhu” and the existence of drugs like “narcowhirl” and “Erec-T” and “Arou-Z”). This is perhaps unseemly of me as the editor and publisher of this book, but I am going to just go ahead and claim for myself a fair amount of what one might call “creative credit” for Kyler’s work in this one instance.
The day after Easter Sunday, he sent me a very fragmentary short story with a bunch of notes, which he'd spun out from a Tumblr post about an actual sex hook-up with a young man whom he'd met at work and took home to his husband on Easter. I thought about it for much of the day, not really thinking this was a project for the press, but then I decided to give him some notes. I told him that if he was serious about telling such an outlandish story about himself and his spouse, then he needed to give up whatever hesitancy was holding him back from really telling it. “Make Danny—not you—the real protag,” I said. “Because I can fucking feel that this is what you want. You want him to fucking dominate it—and you. Also, this is not anywhere nearly dirty and lurid enough for the promise of its premise. You need to open the gate a bit.” I suggested that he needed to make the child-birth event a lot weirder, and I also gave him the idea for the little set-piece that makes up the end of the story. He amazed me with what he came up with for that part of it, in its hot and slightly cheesy--yet somehow spare--garishness. Though he took my advice to make Danny the true protag, he did give himself the pre-climactic sex scene, and it’s pretty hot (and filthy). 
I don’t know this alpha/omega premise as well as Kyler apparently does, but I did read up on it a bit via Archive of Our Own where there’s a shit-ton of fan-fiction set in that kind of universe, and a lot of it is perhaps edgier in its intent than Kyler’s story, but I didn’t read anything that was anywhere near as engaging story-wise, and most of it is not even ten-percent of his quality in its writing. Also, here he has let through a good deal of his sense of humor, by turns wicked and wry and self-effacing. This is not as often evident in most of the Commander Jace stories, but when it does show up, it’s a bright spot and I hope that he will be freer in its deployment as we get into the second half of that serial. Speaking of that serial, the other titular character, “Jaustin Moss,” is a recurring figure in the Jace serial and he is a thinly-veiled reimagining of someone from real-world pop stardom. In this new story, the veil is so thin as to be nonexistent, and I wondered if he should just drop it altogether. But since Kyler had already established Jaustin as a character in The Lust-Virus of Krampack (and he is soon to appear again in forthcoming episode), we decided to let his appearance here be yet another alternate universe version of him. 

I’m not promising some kind of revelatory literature for the ages with this rather wacko new item from my press, but I do assert that you have not read anything quite like it today. We have made it available for free for Kindle Unlimited subscribers, and for a mere $2.99 for regular Amazon customers. It runs about 21,000 words.

Sunday, March 18, 2018

JACE giveaway at QueerSciFi

Check out this post at the QueerSciFi site for a giveaway. We are awarding a paperback copy of the Jace omnibus as well as a bonus ebook detailing the lead character's origin story and a teaser for the second half of the series. All one needs to do to qualify to win is comment on the post.

Saturday, March 10, 2018

Thoughts on paperback books and relative reading comfort (like, literal physical comfort)

Kyler Fey was pretty impressed with the physicality of his new omnibus edition from M-Brane Press, a book of just over 600 pages collecting the first five "episodes" of his gay, weird and very erotic science-fantasy serial. The previous post has the details. He took a bunch of pics of it to share on Twitter, and seeing those reminded me of the decisions that I made in preparing this paperback version and why I made those decisions (and I figured I'd share for no special reason.). It has to do with two things: being a reader who is aging deep into his forties, and my recent purchase of a Kindle a few months ago, the first dedicated e-reader device I have ever had despite having done fair amount of electronic publishing.

First, I found--as my eyes have aged from simply being near-sighted like I was most of my life into a situation where I need more complex lenses so that I can see both far away and up close--that I no longer find it comfortable to read mass market paperbacks with tiny fonts. This means that the old pulp sf novels and Ace Doubles that I love as objects are not really readable anymore, at least not with ease and pleasure. The Kindle solves that. But my project was still to make a nice paperback book. I never considered a trim size of less than 5x8 for Commander Jace and the Unsuitable Boys. I considered 6x9, but that seemed too big. When I read a paper book, I like to do it on my back on a couch, sometimes with cats lying on me, and the biggest paperbacks and most hardcovers are less comfortable to hold upraised over one's face for very long, and they can cause pain when one falls asleep and loses one's grip on such a book. Due to its sheer weight, I ended up reading Danielewski's House of Leaves a few years ago mostly while seated at a table or lying on my belly with the book opened on the floor in front of me. Again, the Kindle can solve that kind of problem sometimes. I recently bought Samuel Delany's journals collection In Search of Silence on the Kindle rather than in hard copy in part because I knew it was going to be a lot easier to lie around on the couch with it that way. But, again, for the Jace book, the goal was to make an object that is easy to read and not too difficult to hold despite being a fairly hefty book.

To achieve this goal, the first decision, aside from the page size, was a font and font size. I settled on Book Antiqua 11 point. Nothing too exciting about that choice, but the font is to my eyes very readable and presentable without drawing a lot of attention to itself. I used to favor Garamond, and used it for a couple projects for a few years ago. I still like it, but I think it's legibility is a hair less good when the Italics version is used, as it needs to be periodically in this book. The great and amazing publisher Two Dollar Radio uses that one a lot (maybe always? I noticed in the front matter of for a few of their titles they note that they use Garamond and laud it as the greatest font ever. By the way, go look for Two Dollar Radio titles--they really have some astounding stuff). I played around with 10-point versus 11-point. If I had gone with 10 then I could probably have shrunk this book by several dozen pages and reduced its cost to print and its retail price a bit. But...ease of reading. It's just a little nicer for my eyes in the slightly bigger font. But was that decision going to make the final product too thick and heavy? Fortunately I have like a thousand other books around here to compare it to, and this is where Kyler's pics also illustrate something.

One of these fun pictures shows this book flanked by two thick Delany novels. One of them is the Vintage edition of Dhalgren, which runs to 800 pages. It's spine is actually a hair thinner than Commander Jace's, which only runs to 609 pages, but its font is slightly smaller and the paper it's printed on is very slightly thinner as well, almost but not quite like the thin paper of a Bible. (This is appropriate as Dhalgren is basically "The Bible" as far as I am concerned.) The other one is the Magnus edition of Through the Valley of the Nest of Spiders. This book is also about 800 pages, like Dhalgren, but note that it's a lot taller, and that it is probably about fifty percent thicker than Dhalgren or Commander Jace. Through the Valley is set in what looks to me to be an 11-point font like Jace, and on paper of that same thickness. And it's just a really long novel.  If its page-size were the same as Dhalgren, it would probably be at least a thousand pages. But as it is, it is right at edge of no longer being a lying-on-the-couch book due to its page size and sheer weight. When I last read it, I sat up with it most of the time, resting it in my lap.

I have produced probably about a dozen paperback books for M-Brane, plus a couple for other publishers, and I feel like I know what I am doing when I am formatting on the screen, but I still always feel some anxiety about a new project until I have in hand a physical copy. In particular with this book, due to its thickness, I was worried that the gutter margins weren't generous enough despite what my screen was showing me, but it opens nicely with the text where I wanted it and without having to pull it open too wide once you get the middle, so all is well. Also, I am very pleased that the finished Commander Jace and the Unsuitable Boys omnibus can be read comfortably for a decent period of time while holding it up in the air. It can even, by the way, be held open for a time with just one hand should one wish to do so for some reason. It is, after all, chockfull of explicit erotica.

Sunday, February 25, 2018

Kyler Fey's huge JACE omnibus now available as paperback and ebook

M-Brane Press has happily issued a massive collection of the first five episodes of Kyler Fey's gay erotic science-fantasy serial Commander Jace and the Unsuitable Boys as both a lovely 600-page paperback and as a Kindle ebook (the five books remain available as individual ebooks, and episode #5 has previously appeared in a paperback double with Fey's memoir One Hundred Times; see Kyler Fey's Amazon page for all related titles.)

Below is the series overview, and then below that is the entirety of my preface to this new publication...

A thousand years from now and in another history, the Solar System teems with life. Ships sail the aether, linking humanity’s thousands of disparate nations and clades on all the planets and their many moons. Wars flare and fade, conspiracies thrive and then die, loves and lusts burn hotter than the sun. It is the age of the apex of the children of Earth, but in the deep background of the affairs of sprawling humanity, sinister forces, preternatural phenomena, ornate evil, and bizarre schemes reach everywhere. Standing against these, on the side of light, is the super-powerful Commander Jace and his elite (and lusty) cadre of astonishing queer young men…the so-called “Unsuitable Boys.”


#1 The Strange Case of the Tattooed Twink While some of the boys are away on a mission to Moon—Commander Jace and the rest of his team encounter an enigma on a beach, an ornately illustrated and beautiful young man who seems drawn to them, as if he were waiting to be found. But why was he there? Did someone send him? Is his mission a threat? They bring him back to the Home, but their unusual guest cannot speak, so Jace gives the telepathic Braden an order to peer into their visitor’s mind in that way that only Braden can. Will a day of intense passion in Braden’s bed unlock the secret of the tattooed twink, or will Jace and the Unsuitable Boys be left with an even bigger mystery?

#2 The Twilight Boys at the Earth’s Core! Zane’s astounding ability to move himself instantly through space brings him into a bizarre world never before seen by humans, a twilight land inhabited by weird and beautiful young men who seem to be as much plant as human. While asleep for what is only one night in his normal world, Zane seems to spend erotic weeks in this lusty domain. But has he accidentally discovered a new danger that will threaten his waking world?

#3 The Spunk-Angels of Mars Before he joined Commander Jace’s “Unsuitable Boys,” the spectacularly body-modified Trace Battle lived a bizarre life as a breeding-slave and an elite rentboy. During enslavement on the planet Mars to one of that world’s rulers, he found himself at the center of a series of remarkable events that shifted the course of Martian history and bound him forever to its future. Years later, ghosts from that past return in the form of strange and stunning winged men, and they have a message for Trace and all the members of his team. The Earth below and space above will quake when the Unsuitable Boys are visited by the Spunk-Angels of Mars! 

#4 The Lust-Virus of Krampack Unbeknownst to Commander Jace, the horny young Venusian “maph” Colin Vorta has agreed to let Doctor Timothy perform a bizarre and exciting modification to his already-astounding body. Before anyone realizes that something strange is happening, the Unsuitable Boys and all the queer male inhabitants of Maya Plaxa and the nearby Kruze Republic are overcome by a singular and undeniable sexual fever. Is this a random accident, or is it part of a plot by the Unsuitable Boys’ implacable enemies? Will they all perish of insatiable desire before they have found a cure for the The Lust-Virus of Krampack!

#5 The Intersex Boys Of Venus Jace sends telepathic Braden and brilliant Patrick to the lush and humid world Venus, hiding even from them the fact that their real mission is to pursue clues to a mystery, clues gleaned hazily from a bizarre clairvoyant fugue experienced by two of their teammates. Meanwhile, Jace investigates a lead among the randy students of an exclusive academy. Little does Jace know that the lithe and ardent Braden and the young rakehell Patrick will uncover a startling piece of information about the real machinations of their enemies while on Venus…while in bed with scores of that world’s extraordinary and amorous inhabitants. 


As I remarked in my preface to Kyler Fey’s recent collection Kyler Spurts: Autofiction, Journal Entries and One-Shots, his erotic writings bleed real life into fiction and fiction into real life in a way unlike anything else I have read. He characterizes his own work as “strange elaborations upon dreams and masturbation fantasies and fictionalized re-imaginings of real sexual experiences.” He does this in modes ranging from straightforward autobiography to science fantasy and supernatural horror. What all Fey’s modes have in common, it seems to me, is an intense and very honest interrogation of his own sexual persona and what makes it hum. He makes it obvious what he likes, and he often shares details that most other writers might leave unwritten. He frequently names secondary characters after himself. Would he want to be, at least a little bit, any of these characters in real life?  No answer to that question is offered. He would say that in all cases, “I was just jerking off at my computer, and this is what came out.”
But he offers a bit more than “just jerking off” in discussing the conception of his serial Commander Jace and the Unsuitable Boys, the first five “episodes” of which are gathered in this book:
“It comes from two main fictional impulses. The first is an enthusiasm for the series sci-fi format whether it’s original-series Star Trek on TV or the written pulp serials like the Burroughs Mars novels or Doc Savage. The latter is perhaps more relevant to the Jace project in that it is about an ensemble of weird dudes who, with their special skills, confront one strange threat upon the next, led through it all by their superhuman leader. The second thing is the fact that I didn’t see anything out there that merged this pulp science fiction mentality with another love: hardcore, dirty gay erotica. It always sounds kind of twee to me when a writer talks about needing to write something because the book that they really want to read just doesn’t yet exist, but I’ll admit that was part of it for me with this project. I wanted a weird adventure serial with fantastical trappings and with lots of hot boys fucking their brains out the whole time, and all this fucking and sucking related in lengthy detail. Also, I wanted something with a decent level of attention to the writing itself as a thing just as important as the story. I wasn’t finding a lot of that anywhere. A lot of what’s out there with the level of sex that I want also tends to have contemporary settings and more realistic characters and a focus on straightforward plot. I’m not necessarily looking for the kind of plausibility that some gay erotica writers—especially romance-genre ones—often go for.
“The universe of Jace is not a romance-novel universe even though there is love in it. It’s instead purposely a fantastical pornotopia, a term that I picked up from Samuel Delany, much of whose fiction can be said to be set in such a universe, though most of his work is a lot more realistic than what I had in mind for my project. I was informed in my conception of the pornotopia especially by his huge, grand novel Through the Valley of the Nest of Spiders. Here’s what my M-Brane Press editor Fletcher said about it on his blog a few years ago:

‘Because in this world that Delany describes, the sex ain't ever bad. It is always consensual and pleasurable--even when among immediate family--and it is always available in the most unlikely locations and at the weirdest times. If you are horny in this world, you will get promptly laid. If you like it with multiple partners at once, they are at your disposal. Any kink you can imagine getting off upon will be available. A truck stop and a giant movie theater are well known as places for public sex among men and they exist openly, totally un-harassed by the law and society (save for some occasional interference from the ineffectual background villain Johnston). Likewise a ‘Gay Friendly Rest Room’ at the market (which scene, by the way, includes some very funny comic writing). The protag Eric has a fetish for piss, and so there exists for a while a bar that is designed to make his fantasies real, almost as if it were put into business years before specifically anticipating his eventual arrival in town. This is why the porn of Through the Valley... is a whole different thing than the porn of Delany's earlier novel Hogg (written decades ago, even before Dhalgren but not published until many years later). There's no horror, coercion or brutality in this newer book. Instead, it's a sex utopia. Fantasy, even if it's not your particular personal fantasy. So, if porn is fantasy-about-sex, then this novel works easily, almost silkily and insidiously, within that definition.’
“The men in Delany’s pornotopia sometimes seem to have no real limits to how much they can fuck, as if they can cum and then need no refractory period at all before their next erection. So I figured that if as fine a writer and intellectual as Delany can create such a world and make it the setting and reality of such a towering work of fiction as Through the Valley, then a common civilian like me may dare to endow my own fictional world with whatever kind of fuck-aesthetic I wish without worrying about ‘realism’ too much. These people in my stories do, after all, live on multiple planets and travel between them on weird sailing vessels. Is it too much stranger if one of my characters can somehow ejaculate a dozen times in an afternoon?”
Fey offers some further insight into the background of his sexually graphic narrative, into how those science-fantasy stories were created, how they were built out of their author’s own queer sexuality. But more precisely: by his literal cock-behavior, by his peculiar writing process in which he exerted himself very deliberately to not jerk off too much. He imposed such restraint upon himself to help foster and maintain the ongoing and unrelieved hard-on that he considered necessary to motivate him to write what he calls “an honest written gay pornography” at considerable length, at a length and depth far exceeding what one usually sees in the surfeit of short erotica available for e-readers. Says Fey in his foreword to his “fuck-memoir” One Hundred Times:
“Any reader should be aware before looking at the following pages that this is an erotic work with hundreds of depictions of gay sex acts strewn throughout, and therefore probably unsuitable for some audiences, though I think it may be entertaining for fags of pretty much any age and for queer-sex-tolerant readers who like science fantasy.
“I have periodically included in my writing some erotic passages, and I have occasionally attempted to write in a fully pornographic mode, but I always found that I’d never finish anything. Inevitably, I would become too aroused by the topic, grab my dick, jerk off, drop cum on the wood floor under my desk…and, during the natural refractory period that a male usually experiences after he drops his spunk, I would lose the most intense interest in the subject matter, stop writing about that and move on to something else.
“In the planning for Commander Jace and the Unsuitable Boys I took as a valuable tip a comment from Samuel Delany who, in his essay “Pornography and Censorship” (published in Shorter Views, Wesleyan, 1999) said that a part of his approach to writing his first published pornographic novel Equinox was this:

‘One of the self-imposed constraints on the writing of Equinox was that I would write none of it unless I was actually in a state of sexual arousal, even for the nonsexual parts—an undertaking I’d advise only for the young and/or obsessive.’ (page 295)

“This makes a lot of obvious sense to me for a writer who wants ever to complete a very long piece of erotica, especially one with any sort of literary ambition (yes, I confess to having some small such thing even for my pulp sci-fi/porn undertaking). It makes sense to me that the author’s arousal must be basic to the project of written porn—even when writing about things that might not necessarily be in that own writer’s own bag of sexual tricks—if simply to sustain interest in the thing long enough to finish a work of honest written gay pornography. It’s quite logical to me that a male writer of erotica would, at least much of the time, have a stiff cock while he is writing. So, I decided that I would work on my erotic serial, like how Delany worked during the drafting of Equinox, only while stiff and interested in imagining and perpetrating gay sex acts. But I also decided that I needed to take measures to ensure long periods of sustained arousal so that I could get a lot of this kind of writing done quickly. So, I have been on a program of controlled orgasm-denial for months.”
Borrowing a phrase and a concept from Delany’s Stars in My Pocket Like Grains of Sand—further acknowledging the science fiction grand master and sex radical’s deep influence upon him—Fey composes in One Hundred Times the ornate and semen-glazed picture of his “perfect erotic object,” a young man that he calls “Braden,” a nineteen-year-old twinky gay boy (only half Fey’s own age at the time of these events) who worked at the grocery store that Fey visits nearly every day. He reveals that he had harbored a lustful attraction to this young queer for a long time, had been jerking off to daydreams about him for ages, and that this real-world Braden is, in fact, the “model” that Fey used for the fictional character of Braden—with whom the reader will spend a lot of time in these stories—the touch-telepathic principal lover of Jace Dekka in the Unsuitable Boys books, an imaginary guy that he’d already created in that image by the time Fey got to know personally the Braden character’s living physical template.
Fey tells of how he finally found an excuse to approach the real Braden in person, introduce himself as a compatriot in the writing of fantasy and science fiction, and then successfully attract this young man to him for sex. The rest of the account chronicles a series of fuck-dates between them, including one of great length and variety that fills most of the second half of the volume. This account could be interesting and perhaps arousing to certain readers (such as lit-porn-oriented fags like myself who get hard-ons and jack off while reading this kind of thing) in and of itself, but the other thing that makes it worth reading to my writer/editor mind is the running background detail related to Fey’s writing and the way that he evidently continually edits his weird fictional universe in light of new things that he observes or does in his real world. Always there is a frankness about the way in which he tells the reader what he likes, what turns him on and what he does about it. There are no fade-to-black moments with lovers disappearing under sheets of imagination, and almost nothing in the way of gauzy sentimentality. You will not find characters, as you might in some m/m romance fiction, stewing for the whole book in juices of uncertainty, of first-timer jitters, of fear of their own emotional and sexual exposure. Fey, who calls himself a “shy exhibitionist—shy in real life, all out there on the page,” likes to tell the reader what gets him off, and how the entire reason that much of his erotic work took the shape that is has was because he found another guy who was a kind of kindred erotic spirit. Were it not for the happenstance of his affair with the real Braden, then I suspect items like the novellas contained in this volume would never have been written in the same way and that the fictional Braden on the pages of the Jace books would be a very different man.
Fey designed his series to somewhat like the original Star Trek tv show in the sense that one can start anywhere during its run and get the gist of it. But it doesn’t have a “reset button” like Star Trek did, and there may be some references that won’t make a lot of sense if one comes first into it in the middle or toward the end, but those references do not render any single installment incomprehensible. The series does, however, contain a story arc that will eventually reach its climax in the tenth episode. In these first five books, one might occasionally notice an idea or a story thread that seems to get discarded, but one can be assured that nothing will be left unfinished when the next five episodes lay out the rest of the story. A general overview of the concept and the progress of the series to this point may be useful for the new reader.
First, here is the series blurb and the dramatic personae summary that has appeared at the head of some of the electronic volumes…

A thousand years from now and in another history, the Solar System teems with life. Ships sail the aether, linking humanity’s thousands of disparate nations and clades on all the planets and their many moons. Wars flare and fade, conspiracies thrive and then die, loves and lusts burn hotter than the sun. It is the age of the apex of the children of Earth, but in the deep background of the affairs of sprawling humanity, sinister forces, preternatural phenomena, ornate evil, and bizarre schemes reach everywhere. Standing against these, on the side of light, is the super-powerful Commander Jace and his elite (and lusty) cadre of astonishing queer young men…the so-called “Unsuitable Boys.”
still called “Commander” by the many slaves he once liberated, he is an enhanced super-being, possessing a genius intellect, the strength of several men—and the superheated libido of many more. His work against enemies from his past continues without rest even as he struggles with his personal demons. But he knows he cannot save the Solar System alone, so he has created an elite cadre of eight queer young men that he calls the Unsuitable Boys…
TRACE Battle
A former sperm-slave and elite rentboy, his body riven with sexual enhancements, he fought alongside Jace during the secret “Dirty War,” and has the uncanny ability to almost instantly learn new languages.
Jace’s adopted son, he is a touch-telepath who can experience other people’s thoughts and interior monologues in the form of strange and symbolic stories—during intense sex with them.
ZANE Brace
An aetherspace engineer by training, he discovered as a youth an impossible ability: he can, with the power of his mind—and while in a state of fiery gay lust—teleport himself and others to any point in the Solar System.
ANDO Natahn
A hacker of extraordinary genius, he can commune with artificial intelligence in both cyberspace and aetherspace—and his body is an arsenal of erotic modifications.
Once a child prodigy who trained himself as a biologist and a physician, he was rescued from a sinister enterprise by Jace Dekka and is now the team’s doctor. Reclusive by nature, he harbors a frightening sexual secret.
PATRICK Confessori
A brilliant tactician and game theorist—and an intense and amorous lover of men—the youngest of the Unsuitable Boys employs his formidable talents to keep them all safe.
ETHAN Komorford
This neuroatypical youth can see beneath the substrate of reality and show people astounding visions of what’s real and what is yet to come with his drawings and paintings. Occasionally his intense curiosity (and intense sexual arousal) leads him into danger.
He “hears” an underlying music in the aether and can sometimes make it audible to others through his mysterious songs. A Venusian “maph,” he has the ability to bear children…and a nearly insatiable appetite for the bodies of his teammates.

The titular character, Commander Jace Dekka, is established a sort of “enhanced” human. Many of the details of his history are yet to be presented by the end of these first five episodes, but in bits and pieces throughout, one can assemble the picture of someone with a strange and violent past which evidently involved a campaign to end the practice of breeding slavery which had arisen in a plethora of human nations and “clades” scattered throughout the Solar System during the decades preceding the start of this series. It appears that by the start of episode #1, this battle is largely won and that Jace has settled into a sort of semi-retirement, surrounded by a group of young men that he rather puckishly calls “the Unsuitable Boys.” They each have a special skill or feature of their biography that has put them in association with Jace, sharing with him and each other a large home or compound on the island of Maya Plaxa. While the precise location of this island is not described, it is established as being on Earth at a tropical latitude and in reasonable proximity to a mainland nation called the Kruze Republic. It is hinted that Jace is rather older than he appears due to a form of arrested physical aging and that he may be a clone of a previous version of himself (Fey confirms that Jace’s backstory will be presented in more detail in a later episode that has been drafted but not yet finished). He possesses great physical strength and radically enhanced sexual functions, but he also appears to be plagued by depression and substance abuse. He is also vastly wealthy, a trait that the author gave him as a deliberate nod to the “billionaire” trope common in erotica where having unlimited money enables the protagonist to do a lot of improbable things.
It is established that an entity known as the Tong Tiphon was a major foe for Jace during his earlier career, and that they were largely defeated. Also established is the fact that Jace’s own father—deceased some years before these events—was a collaborator of some kind with the Tiphon whose main industry seems to have had something to do with the enslavement of fertile queer males for their sperm during a long period of mysterious reduced male fertility in the general human population. These first five episodes detail the apparent reconstitution of this enemy, their bizarre schemes, and the start of a new period of warfare with them for Commander Jace and his boys.
This universe has a ton of backstory, much of which is not detailed in these first five books, and much of which may never show up explicitly. Says Fey,
“When I started working on this, my plan was just to write a slew of super-quick pulp science fantasy short stories. The plan was that I’d just jerk off for four or five thousand words, bust a load, do a quick edit and then publish the thing. I created an outline for twenty-eight ‘episodes,’ that outline consisting of nothing but a bunch of lurid titles that I would then write stories to fit. I cribbed heavily from a list of Doc Savage titles on Wikipedia, slightly adapting a bunch of those for my stories. I listed out an ensemble of characters, the images of each of them in my head based on dudes in real life that were getting my cock hard and showing up in my jerk-off fantasies, and their leader—Jace—loosely based on a cartoonish version of my husband Danny (but with an even bigger dick than his and with my own tendency toward alcohol abuse and depression). These characters weren’t originally to have much content to them: they were to be pretty fuck-ciphers boning their way through one weird adventure after another. I imagined the whole series, once completed, to be collectible in a single 140,000-word book. But then I spent about a year doing more world-building than actual story-writing.
“The characters became more complex and distinct from one another, the universe gained tons more detail and history, and an actual story arc started to form. My drafts of bits and pieces of the series started to run to great length. The first ‘episode’ truly completed was number five in my outline, The Intersex Boys of Venus. Its final draft showed off a whole universe not quite like what I had in my head at the meat-beating inception of this project. So I backfilled more details into the earlier episodes, retconned a few things to make them consistent with episode five, lengthened them wildly. Every one of the first five became a novella. This collection of the first five stories is nearly 150,000 words long. There will not be twenty-eight of them. As things evolved, the number of episodes fell to twenty-one, then to sixteen. I think there will be five more, for a total of ten. Or that’s how many more I have in various stages of drafting right now. I am sad to have had to shed a lot of my awesome titles (most of which had no story to hang upon them anyway), but maybe there will be a second ‘season’ someday.”
The second half of this first “season” of Commander Jace and the Unsuitable Boys will commence soon with the electronic publication of episode #6. But before that, please spend plenty of time immersing yourself in Kyler Fey’s vivid pornotopia by way of these first five episodes collected under one cover.

—Christopher Fletcher
M-Brane Press
Saint Louis 2018