Every secret comes due at once: a criminal empire, a best friend's confession, a son waiting to come home. Through fury and forgiveness, Dominic finds his way to the truth of what he's become and to a night with the man who took him that finally answers every question this story ever asked.
The morning after Grayson sucked Logan for the first time, they wake up in the same bed and head straight into championship day. The team fights, wins, and erupts in celebration while the two of them keep stealing looks and pressing knees together under tables. By the time the bus rolls back to the hotel, one quiet smirk from Coach is enough to make Logan wonder if the “last time” was ever really the last time at all.
As Noah’s first week of university comes to an end, distance begins reshaping one connection while others quietly grow closer. Ordinary moments with his housemates, campus friends, and Ryan start making his new life feel unexpectedly real. Between teasing messages, difficult honesty, and unresolved attraction, Noah discovers that moving forward does not necessarily mean leaving what mattered behind.
Peter, Brandon's bear of a neighbor from two cabins down, walked in without knocking. He stared at the sex scene in front of him feeling his dick swell getting hard. "Is there room for one more dick?"
When Brennan discovers that his newest submissive is none other than his best friend, Tanner, he is torn between revealing his identity and keeping it a secret.
Behind his mask, he realizes he might be able to give Tanner the opportunity to explore a side of himself he knows little about.
But the play proves more dangerous than he first anticipated.
Matt reconnects with old college friends at a wild party, where Ryan is challenged to prove his legendary "cum volcano" trick. What starts as drunken nostalgia quickly turns into a very explicit performance that leaves everyone stunned. But while the others see a ridiculous party trick, Matt can't stop imagining what Ryan could do with him next.
Three naked young men in a private webcam room respond to successive tip demands, moving from awkward kisses and mutual touching to oral sex and a competitive side-by-side masturbation race.
Our friend is invited to a party where Detroits gay pervs, sadists, and kinksters can freely and openly play and discuss their interests. The influential host makes an impression, and offers up his nephew as the nights entertainment.
Directly continuing from the events of Epilogue I (When Obsidian meets Gold), Lucien and Sol are reborn in another world with their memories of another time sealed within their souls. Yet fate would have them meet again, their souls resonating with long sealed memories and feelings. It's time for a more explicit story in their journey to rediscover each other.
And so, our friends' adventure comes to an end. Was that whole story about the ritual real? What lessons will our friends carry with them into the future? Will the sacrifice prove to be too heavy a burden?
A married man who has always believed he is straight steps into the woods for a quiet run and is seen. What begins as a single charged glance becomes a slow, deliberate return. Over successive encounters with an older, restrained stranger, curiosity deepens into desire. Ninety Minutes is a quiet, explicit story of recognition, restraint, and the moment a man chooses to stop looking away.
They don't have hot water now and Franklin starts drying his brother's body and also touches him so sensuously that Brennan goes crazy and asks his brother to fuck him.
Martin’s job, his passion, and skill was to provide Master with perfect slaves; where the slaves proved in any way to be less than perfect, Martin’s work was to make them perfect. And applying the force needed for that and the friction it produced was very much the fun part of any day for Martin.
After spending five years in prison for a crime he didn't commit, Cameron is determine to reap vengeance on the man who betrayed him in the worst way possible.
It's been seven years of a happy marriage to the woman of my dreams...but there's been something missing. My casual encounters and hunger for some raw, unfiltered man on man action has dwindled, and the sexual spark my lady and I have had for several years is at an all time low...I decided to take a personal day for a hike to clear my head and hopefully forget some of these naughty thoughts I've been having...what a great call that was!
A 39-year-old keeps showing up at his younger straight friend’s apartment for late-night games and weed. One charged night on the couch turns into something neither planned. What begins as a single moment becomes a deeper crossing of the line—leaving both of them changed, still calling it friendship, and unable to ignore the weight that now sits between them every time the lobby loads.
"Let’s make a nice nest for you up there sweetie. Legs up." Bastien commanded, the softness of his reassurance shifting back into that dominant tone I craved.