TC Talks: I Write CYOA Books... Here's Why and Things... #Giveaway

I Write CYOA Books... Here's Why and Things...

So, it’s happened.

I’ve got nothing.

Not a thing.

Not a tangent to go on. Not an opinion to provide. Not an issue to resolve. Nothing.

I’m a twenty-five-year-old gay with nothing to say (which usually only happens when there’s a cock in my mouth… which I can neither deny nor confirm)

…

The last time my hosting gig went this bad, the guy excused himself to the bathroom and climbed out my window (true story).

…

You’re still reading this? Well, I guess I’m going to have to come up with something then, aren’t I? After all, like anyone who has ever had the luxury of entering my hot cross buns will tell you – I’m very resourceful.

*clears throat* Hello, and welcome to this week’s TC talks – the bi-monthly feature where you can grab yourself a cup of coffee and pick up that syrup-slathered waffle while reading some too. As you may have guessed, there’s no pressing issues I feel I can weigh in on this week – no, it’s not you, it’s me. I had a late night, I’ve had a bit to drink – this happens to every blogger sometimes, right?

So, since I have nothing else to talk about (and I’ve somehow managed to talk about not talking about anything for several paragraphs now), I’m going to shamelessly pimp myself out (ahh, to be 17 again) and tell you ALL about my new release.

Some of you may know this, but I am an avid video game player. In fact, my entire relationship with my fiancé was born from a love of gaming. And, in a lot of the games I play, they push this idea of “player choice” – will you save the town but condemn the forest? Will you watch it burn and claim a reward? You know, pleasant choices.

CYOA (choose your own adventure) books have been about for a while. I remember reading some in school as a kid and I remember my friend reading a mature-fantasy cyoa in high school. However, it wasn’t until I played a video game a few years back (Dragon Age: Inquisition – brilliant, go play it) in which it gave you two gay love interests to pursue that the spark for an adult MM cyoa was formed in my very small, fried chicken obsessed brain.

And thus, Iudicium (that’s a I not an L) was born. HOWEVER, Iudicium was pulled from the same place my previous releases (Seeing Red, Omega Moon, Warlock Academy, insert-more-shameless-pimping here) was. In fact, it was pulled from a darker place – like, go past the sadism shelf, take a left at laughing-at-adults-who-fall-over and right by the laugh-at-children-when-they-fall-over door, you will find Iudicum.

It’s dark, it’s high-fantasy, it’s horror and your choices can kill you. It was my first CYOA but I realized that it’s MM non-con, fantasy-thriller setting might’ve been the final brush stroke in this mid-20’s now angst-less mind.

That’s where Campus Life came in.

Campus Life is a rom-com, 4^th-wall-breaking, sex-crazed frenzy of an adventure. It puts you in the role of the somewhat witty Joe Smith who has but one goal – get laid. It lets you pursue a number of men (aka tropes) such as: The gay for you roommate, The hot doctor, The nerdy twink and a polyamorous professor.

4 men. 15 endings. Nearing at 100k in total and a fucking effort to write. Seriously, if I had a soul, I think a piece of it might’ve been stolen by this book.

It’s available on KU, or, y’know, costs about the same as a cup of coffee. So, if you’re in the mood for something light, fluffy and as playful as me with a straight guy when I’m trying to find any excuse to touch him, then you might consider giving it a shot?

What’s next for me, you ask? WELL, I’m now working on a contemp I’m not yet ready to talk about AND on another CYOA (light, fluffy, 4^th wall breaking and all that which made Campus Life what it is) called Hexbrook Academy. It’s going to be a rom-com fantasy set in a magical institution for fledgling warlocks where the frat houses are covens and the “wands” aren’t the only things making magic. It’s going to have TWO “playable” characters for you to follow, each with their own unique (and some shared) plotlines and dozens of choices, which will lead to dozens of endings.

Okay – I think we’re done. And like I say to my sexual health doctor, “I’ll see you in two weeks with something new.”

P.S.  While I’m here, I’m sure you know that Jaclyn Osborn just released a YA gay fiction novel called Reaching Avery? And that the one and only master of this domain, Davidson King just released Hug It Out? And that Nicholas Bella just released Theoden? And that Aimee Nicole Walker just released Nobody’s Prince Charming? And that EM Denning just released What He Hides?

But you know all that, right? 

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Release Day: Campus Life by T.C. Orton #Excerpt #Giveaway

Author: T.C. Orton
Title: Campus Life
Create Your Own Adventure Book
Self Published
Publication date: March 24, 2018
Length: 100K + words


Synopsis

Young, dumb, and full of… You get the picture. 

Welcome to Mentis University, your name is Joseph Smith and you’ve been unremarkable all your life. No – really, you’ve been absolutely, unequivocally, insert-smart-word-here mundane since the day the doctor slapped your ass and you let out a sigh. HOWEVER, you did manage to achieve one thing this year – you transferred to a better college. Bravo! (Mentis University has been rated number 2 on Top 10 worst colleges to attend for the last seven years… Guess where you were before this) 

Since no one else from your hometown of - insert rural American town here – managed to claw their way out of mediocrity, you decided there was no point in hiding anymore. And thus, at a spritely Twenty-one years old, you’re now an openly gay man. Congratulations. 

Of course, there’s not much point in being openly gay if there are no gays to be in your opening. So, after spending a few days getting accustomed to your new life, you flopped onto your single bed, closed your eyes, and prayed to the lord… (And you’re still waiting for the day Cher tweets you back) 

“Please,” you begged. “Guide me to a man who will treat me right… or pound me like a piece of veal.” 

Luckily for you, someone was listening… 

Dear Reader 

You will assume the role of Joe Smith (first-person, present tense) and guide him through his final year of college. Don’t worry, you won’t be expected to do anything as absurd as learn mathematics, but you will, on occasion, be provided with choices that will impact the outcome of the story. 

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Excerpt

A string of saliva connects me to Daniel for a moment, but James’ skinny frame proves to be deceivingly powerful as he runs a hand through my hair, establishing a firm grip, and lowers me to my knees.

“Here we go,” he exhales heavily as he whips out his dick, the head oozing with excitement. “Suck on this for a while.”

Daniel murmurs his complaints off to the side, but I’m too focused on the glistening head of James’ long, perfect cock to worry about the logistics of who gets me when and how; I’m just happy to be here.

“Oi!” Sam slips into view – I’d almost forgotten he existed in the madness of it all. “I want in.”

Fuck. I’m so hard. So painfully hard. But we’ve only just begun.

“Come on then,” James signals Sam over with one hand as the other seizes his own dick and he holds it inches from my salivating mouth. “But I get to go first!”

I can’t believe this. There’s four men – four incredibly sexy, porno-worthy men – and none of them seem interested in one another. I’m the sole focus of their lustful stares, their throbbing dicks, their eager grunts…

I’m in heaven.

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Campus Life

Author: T.C. Orton

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Cover Artist: T.C. Orton

This is a Create Your Own Adventure Book!!!!!

Excerpt

Eight beers later and the club is still in full-swing, in fact, I think it’s swinging even harder now that people have shed their inhibitions.

Zack and I have found a somewhat safe spot by the bar (and by safe, I mean we’re not getting splattered by all the sweat rolling off the dancefloor), and I’ve been listening to him recount all his triumphs with the opposite sex for at least an hour. Oddly enough, he hasn’t attempted to talk to any women yet – but man, do the men here love him. I don’t think he’s had to buy himself a single drink since we arrived.

“Being gay is cool!” he cheers as he raises his beer into the air. “It must be soooo easy to get laid.”

“Sure,” I lean into the bar and look across the sea of people, none of which have glanced my way once. “Apart from the whole homophobia, and people getting rejected by their parents, and religion wanting us all to die, and-”

“Okay, okay, I get it, man,” Zack stumbles in front of me and puts his arm on my shoulder. “Dude, I’m just saying – dick is easy, y’know? Don’t go getting all serious on me. We’re having a good time.”

His dumb smile draws me in. He looks so goofily happy that it’s hard to find anything he says remotely offensive.

“Yeah… I guess we are,” I whisper as I lean into his touch.

Damn, it’s getting hard to be anywhere near this guy, and I don’t think the booze is helping.

I stare at his beaming grin. His blue eyes glisten under his wavy blond mop, his hand travels over my shoulder and down to my elbow, and he starts to lean into me, trapping me between his towering body and the bar.

My heart thuds against my ribs, thundering in my ears, drowning out the music.

“Z-Zack?” I begin to panic, to grow in my jeans, to shiver with nervous excitement.

Is he about to kiss me? Holy shit balls.

“You guys are hella cute,” a piercing, feminine voice rings out, and Zack ricochets away from me.

I turn to see a brunette holding a cocktail. She’s tall, leggy, and has a lot going on in the chest area. I look back to Zack and he seems to be captivated by her; jaw on the ground and practically foaming at the mouth.

“W-what?” he laughs. “Nah, it’s not like that. This is my roommate – Joe. He’s gay, I’m not. I just – err – I thought I’d be his wingman.”

Suddenly, I feel invisible. Was that all in my head, or is Zack backing out because of her?

“Oh, how nice of you,” she says, somewhat patronizingly. “I’m doing the same thing for a friend of mine – or I was. He found himself an Italian and is probably chewing on some chorizo right about now.”

Great, she’s alone, straight and kind of funny. Not to mention she has a vagina (as far as I know), how can I possibly compete with that?

Zack bursts out into peals of stupid laughter, drawing in stares from people on the dancefloor. I stare at him, perplexed by his sudden stiffness and fidgeting. He’s acting like – well, me; awkward, anxious and aroused.

Fuck. He wants her bad. I’m done for.

“He’s fun,” the woman turns to me with a knowing smile and a twinkle in her eyes.

Yeah, he’s fun. And he would’ve been more fun had you not shown up, you conniving, little –

“Dude!” Zack grabs my wrist and drags me to the edge of the dancefloor with a sharp whisper. “Dude – man – roomy,” he bounces on the spot like a giddy Shiba Inu.

“What? Too much beer? Diarrhea? That’s okay, we can leave if you-”

“What? No, man, listen to me,” Zack shakes my shoulders and looks right into my eyes. “I gotta piss, so – like, can you do the wingman thing for me, yeah? Just tell her that I’m a nice guy that has never lost a fight, has tons of money and saves kittens from trees – or some shit like that, kay?”

He looks over my shoulder and smiles at her, and I can tell she’s smiling back even without turning my head. I can see it in his widening eyes, his huge grin… And that other huge thing pulsating in his jeans.

“Sure,” I sigh.

He’s whizzes off into the crowd, and the thanks, man he shoots my way drowns in the music. I take a deep breath, admitting defeat, and look back at the brunette.

“Is he coming back?” she asks.

·          Yeah, he’s coming back. He’s such a great guy, blah blah blah *sniffle* (Chapter 2m)

·          Sure, right after he empties his bowels. He’s got horrible diarrhea – or maybe he’s applying the Nix cream we picked up today. I mean, I keep telling him to wrap it when he goes to those orgies, but you know how boys can be, especially when they’re paying for something. (Chapter 2n)

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Iudicium is also a create your own adventure book.

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