This sexy story is a searing psychological drama about the desperate search for genuine connection, the twisted lengths people will go to for love, and the explosive consequences when the line between family, friendship, and obsession is utterly erased.
Leon keeps his promise to go on the trip, but before they arrive on the private island owned by A.S.S. he meets Shiro and Hans. They go on a very special private jet trip commemorating with Taye for a bit and learning some very special lessons and feelings about anal destruction and brotherly support for sodomy addiction.
Last night, Cole used my throat like the cum dump I am.
He finally let me taste it: his load. And I can still feel it coating the back of my tongue, clinging to the walls of my throat. My spit’s still thicker than normal. Like I’ve been permanently marked from the inside out. No matter how much I drank or gargled or wiped my mouth, the taste stay
Mr. Jackson sure has me hooked on his enormous dick. After another good lay in his storage closet, one of his other cocksuckers threatens me. Mr. Jackson saw to it that the other cocksuckers we’re dealt with, and I learned the secret of how he made it all happen.
Rishav was scrolling, a bored, lonely flick of his thumb through a grid of faceless torsos and vague bios on Grindr, messages blurred together into a monotonous loop of disinterest. Ansh... oh god, Ansh...
Knowing the truth about Boba-Maiii gives to Jason a sense of freedom and self-determination, but also shakes his beliefs to their roots. Seeking solace, he turns to Deimos – strong, tender, irresistible – and offers him his most intimate gift. In that loving union, they understand that freedom begins where desire is no longer hidden.
Augie goes to a circus performance and watches a breathtaking funambulist act. He then meets the funambulist Marvin and hears his heart-wrenching story of betrayal and humiliation. In the end Augie agrees to be Marvin's friend.
I never imagined a laid-back Thanksgiving weekend could turn into something so charged, so irrevocably twisted, but it unfolded step by step, each moment building on the last until there was no turning back. I’m 22, home from college, kicking back in Dad’s cozy split-level house with him and Uncle Frank—Dad’s older brother by three years.
Straight, frat boy Colt has never been to the Rocky Horror Picture Show, but his buddies assure him that it's perfectly normal to wear costume lingerie. When he catches the eye of an alpha Marine, he starts to wonder if he actually likes that attention he's getting dressed in slutty lingerie.
The handsome guy in the park is playing the trumpet. It's been a while since I've seduced anyone, and I'm not getting a gay vibe off him at all. He's too damned good-looking not to give it a try. Lets see if he'll take the bait.
Calvin’s lips were still on mine when his hand slid behind my waist and slipped under the water, moving slowly down inside my trunks until he grabbed my ass. He squeezed hard, his fingers spreading me apart before one of them found my hole. He circled it lazily, teasing me until I broke the kiss just to catch my breath.
I can feel your bulge
This time, the plan was flawless. He would draw Tarzan into a deep, final confrontation. He would succeed. He would capture his nemesis and eliminate him, and only then would Mkuu decide the fate of that spoiled, tempting little piece of meat—the twink of a cumdump, James.
Sebastian was the star quarterback, the golden boy. But when his parents discovered he was gay, they kicked him out. He responds to an online ad for a job on a farm, and his employer is everything he’s ever dreamed of. As he uncovers more of the man’s secrets, he will be thrown into a world of submission and domination.
"And the only thing I have to give you is my virginity. I want you to have it." With that said, Jace pulled down his underwear and turned his butt to Curtis."
He licked his lips, his blue eyes raking over my chest when he made a sound. I looked down at my pecs, still impressive and hard, muscled from good genes and hard gym time. I made them flex, then dance and he let out a soft “Fuck me.” While my brain screamed I will, I managed to speak. “Your turn.”
The "Dixieland Delight" chant still echoes as Wyatt arranges his next hookup. His DKE brotherhood feels like a lie, a feeling confirmed when Elliot spots his second phone. Desperate to reclaim control, Wyatt answers a risky summons to Bryant Hall. But the anonymous profile is a trap, and the price of admission will be everything.
Sandor, Stan's oldest friend, walks in on Stan and Sergio just after they've had sex. Later, this leads to a surprising revelation and a surprising situation.
The command is a lash of pure dominance in the cool night air. It’s not a request. It’s a demand that bypasses my brain and goes straight to my core, making my already dripping hole clench around nothing.
College Jocks, Nate & Matt are lifelong Bestie Bro's and neighbours. Both pretend to be so straight until parents are away—Matt dreams of catching Nate jerking off with anything from that shop. The boys have big-boy toys to play with. Who better to guide them than the petite Twink from the sex shop with the huge cock.
They were taking their turns. First King and Bo, then Cowboy, now Coop. One at a time. Making sure I felt each one slide in. Giving me a taste of what they could do. They wanted their pleasure, turning me into the slut I always knew I was.