Author of long form gay erotica for a discerning audience.
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I craft rich, extended chapters that draw readers deep into the emotional and psychological worlds of my characters. You can expect layered narratives that take their time and reward yours.
Broken Boundaries Stories
Below you can find the complete collection of stories by Broken Boundaries.
I’m Eli, 18, a freshman gymnast still figuring myself out. Lately, it feels like every answer I find just leads to more questions. Casper’s training has me wired, my body humming with need I can’t shake. But Saturday night, the tension finally snapped. When the door swung open while I was jerking off, nothing felt simple anymore.
When Liam returns, eager to prove himself, Randy offers him a quiet, unforgiving test. There’s no scene, no warmth—just commands, consequences, and the question of whether Liam can handle what real submission demands. By night’s end, it will be clear: is Liam going to serve or step out.
Bryson and Aiden made me beg before using my mouth again—hard, deep, and filthy. Breakfast came after, but the teasing didn’t stop. At the table, I had to beg all over again, this time for Grant and Connor. Still naked, still caged, I somehow felt more included than ever. Even humiliation was starting to feel like home.
Sean wakes me with piss through the bars of my cage, then has me shower, groom, and prepare his things before using my mouth and body with controlled, relentless hunger. Every act is deliberate. Every use is ownership. By the end, I’m emptied, cleaned, and reminded exactly what I am: his. The future is promising though and I am smitten.
I’m Eli, 18, a freshman gymnast, and apparently the kind of guy who walks into his dorm glowing because he sucked his hot, young coach off. Casper didn’t let me cum, but the next day, I was smoother on the rings than ever. Maybe it’s not about getting off. Maybe it’s about giving him everything.
Randy gives Liam space and watches him crack. One message turns into another, until Liam’s back on his knees, worshipping Randy’s sweat-slick body. But even as Liam submits, Randy can feel the thread fraying: a beautiful boy promising more than he’s ready to give. One more chance… then Randy decides if he’s staying or walking.
I got there early just like he'd told me but this morning wasn’t about getting Tyler’s cock in my mouth—it was about earning it. Begging until my voice cracked, until my throat was raw, and then finally wrapping my lips around him like I’d been starving for it all along.
I'm Eli, an 18-year-old freshman, and I can’t stop thinking about Coach Casper—his hands on me, his cock in my mouth, the way he said when I could touch myself and when I couldn’t. I thought I’d get over it. I thought going out with Mason might help. But I only want what I’m not supposed to want—him.
Randy takes Liam to the edge, using his mouth, his body, keeping him aching and untouched. Spit, control, and rough, relentless sex leave them both wrecked... and wanting more. By the end of the night, both boys feel it: this might not just be play.
One by one, I served each of them—Connor, Aiden, Grant, Bryson, Tyler—on my knees by the fire. No teasing this time. No pretend. Just obedience. Swallowing everything they gave me, showing it off, feeling my cage throb tighter with every load. By the end, I wasn’t even embarrassed. I was proud. Tomorrow, I’d kneel again.
Kneeling naked between Sean and Jason, the word pig burned my cheeks hotter each time Jason said it. Bound under the rim chair, my tongue deep inside him, I licked until humiliation blurred into hunger, and shame turned to need. Sean's silence — and his hard cock — made clear that this was exactly what he wanted.
I thought I didn’t like feet. Turns out, I just hadn’t been made to worship them yet—face down, cock caged, while my so-called friends laughed and moaned at the show. And when they saw me hard from it? That’s when things really started to heat up.
I'm Tommy, a nineteen-year-old college kid who just locked up his cock because five straight boys told me to. Now I’m naked, kneeling in front of them, about to worship their feet like it’s the most normal thing in the world. This is how my vacation starts. And apparently, “Tommy Tentpole” is under new management.
I’m Eli, an 18-year-old freshman gymnast, and today I came with Casper’s ass in my mouth and one of his pubes stuck to my lip. Mason saw it. Teased me. Maybe even knew. I don’t think I’m being seduced anymore. I think I’m being trained. And the worst part? I’m already falling in line.
Randy tightens his grip on Liam’s mind and his cock. A single command plunges the boy into aching denial. Later, drifting to sleep, Randy dreams of a lecture hall, of Liam trembling beside him, exposed and obedient. Randy isn't just fucking Liam's body, he's fucking his mind. And by morning, Randy knows: this boy might finally be worth keeping.
I thought I was signing up for cocktails and beach days with my five, rich, straight friends from high school after we finished our first year at college. Instead, they handed me a chastity cage, called me their bitch, and said I’d be naked all week. Part of me panicked. The other part? Rock hard and ready to serve.
I'm Eli, an 18-year-old freshman on the gymnastics team. Casper said I was too distracted to train right—so he made me jerk off on the mat while I licked his balls. Right there in the open. Just sweat, silence, and his cock swinging above me. Then he handed me a towel and told me to get back to drills. What the fuck?
I thought this trip to a luxury resort with my five rich, straight high school friends after our first year at college was a rare chance to finally be included. Turns out, they had something very different in mind—and I was about to find out just how far they'd go when there were no girls... and no rules.
Blake is stunned when Sean returns, not alone, but with Jason, a younger friend who clearly knows everything. What follows isn’t rest, but escalation, as Jason steps in to push Blake’s training further. With Sean’s silent approval, Blake is humiliated in new ways, learning just how public—and performative—his submission is meant to become.
I'm Eli, an 18-year-old freshman on the gymnastics team. When Coach Casper invited me to a private session, I thought we’d work drills. Instead, he stripped me, stretched me, and made me beg with my body. I should’ve felt used—but all I felt was wanted. I don’t know what this is anymore. I just know I’d do it again.
I’m Eli, an 18-year-old freshman on the gymnastics team, and Casper—my assistant coach—has been wrecking me without even trying. Today, he dropped his towel in the locker room like it meant nothing. But the way he looked at me after… calm, naked, too close. I didn’t move. Because maybe the towel wasn’t all he was about to drop.
I'm Eli, an 18-year-old freshman trying to keep my head down on the gymnastics team. But when Coach Casper stretches me out in my singlet, slow and focused, I can’t hide how hard I get. He notices—of course—but just comments like it's no big deal. By the end, I’m breathless, aching, and desperate for release.
Blake wakes to the shock of Sean’s morning use—pissed on, praised, and put to work before breakfast. Obedience earns him a rough fuck in the kitchen and a growing sense that his body, his day, and his dignity now belong entirely to the man who calls him pet.
I’m Eli, an 18-year-old university freshman. I can barely run drills without getting hard, and my Assistant Coach Casper doesn’t make it any easier—especially when he presses in from behind and his sweat drips on me. After practice, I’m a wreck. Horny, confused, and hiding it from my straight roommate, Mason, who’s starting to notice something's up
I can’t stop thinking about Casper’s hands or Mason with his shirt. Every touch in practice leaves me overheated, every glance makes things worse, and then I dream about both of them, Casper behind me, Mason in front, waking up hard and horny with Mason across the room. I try to play it cool, but I’m spiraling. How much more can I take?
I'm Eli, an 18 year old university freshman. I join the school's gymnastics team in search of something new but find myself caught in a world of lust, dominance and kink that I never expected when I become entangled with my sexy Assistant Coach, Casper, all while hiding things from my equally sexy, straight, roommate, Mason.
What began as a quiet night quickly turned feral when Sean dragged Blake from his sleep for a rough, relentless use of his body. Caged, exhausted, and aching in places he didn’t know could ache, Blake learned what it meant to be kept, woken for a purpose.
Randy finally meets Liam face-to-face and finds the boy eager to please, but with a glimmer of boldness that keeps things interesting. Their first night together crackles with tension, as Randy pushes boundaries and Liam rises to meet each one with surprising hunger.
Randy spends the night draining his cock into yet another eager mouth, only to find his real hunger stirred hours later by Liam — a sharp-tongued boy who hints at deeper cravings and untapped submission. As the night cools and the chat lingers, Randy can’t help but wonder: what if this one finally knows how to obey?